Captain John’s Playmate

I felt the hot tip of his huge cock pushing up against me and in an instant he had entered me, my ass still wet and gaping from the previous fisting. Moving slowly at first and then harder and faster, deeper and deeper he fucked me like there was no tomorrow. He seemed to last forever, helped by the lubrication of the sunscreen and the previous fisting which had temporarily loosened my hole, but gradually I could feel him starting to tense up. After what seemed like an age of harder and harder fucking with his battering ram of a cock, with a cry he came hard and flooded my inside with jets of hot creamy cum. He pushed in hard as he came so I could really feel the pulsing of his mammoth tool as he shot load after load deep inside me. Trapped hard against the wheel the experience was so intense and extreme I suddenly convulsed with my own huge orgasm, my ass squeezing hard on his hot member and myself shooting a flood of my hot love juice onto the polished floor below.
He stayed pushed deep inside me as his body relaxed and he deftly slipped the ropes off the wheel and let them fall to the floor. He moved back slightly to release me from the wheel and motioned me to turn round and then putting his large, powerful hands on my shoulders gently pushed down to indicate I should kneel. I knew exactly what he wanted and was eager to comply. I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his hot wet cock in my mouth, eagerly sucking and massaging the last drops of cum into my mouth until I had totally drained him. He held his softening cock in my mouth and I swallowed it down deep into my throat until his shaven ball sack was forced against my chin. He forced me to hold it deep down in my throat until the last of the pulsing had died away and he was truly spent. Only then did he release his hand from the back of my head and allow me to release his manhood with a gasp.
Breathing heavily and with trembling legs we both moved up the stairs and back into the sunshine of the bridge, where John, ever the gentleman host, poured me another glass of champagne. After a rest to recover ourselves, he fired up the engines and we continued our journey back to my starting point. I remained totally naked for the rest of the trip, letting John enjoy the view inside the boat as I enjoyed the view outside the boat. Needless to say, we will be cruising together again shortly.