Todd Markham was a young man obsessed with boats. Occasionally he’d crew for some rich dude but what he really wanted was to own his own vessel. To this end, he saved up every penny he earned.
One morning, walking along the marina and drooling over the good fortunes of others, he came across an old lady. She was around 75years of age lounging on the deck of rather nice looking Sloop. There was a hat down over her eyes to shield them from the sun but she could obviously see the handsome young guy staring at her boat.
“Ever sailed one of these?” she yelled, still half-concealed by her head gear.
“Yes – I have,” he stammered, feeling a little embarrassed that he’d been caught ogling her craft.
“How would you like to sail me around the bay for a hundred bucks?” she asked, emerging from under the brim.
“Sure I’d love to do that,” he replied and within seconds he had planted both feet firmly on the deck and was ready go.
The old lady, who said folks called her Granny Wilkins, explained that since her husband died she’d felt a quite nervous about sailing on her own. “He was the sailor,” she said. “In fact, he was a retired Admiral and spent twenty years in the United States Navy.” Her expression turned quite nostalgic as she went on to describe how they’d spend weeks at a time just sailing here and there with no particular destination in mind.
Casting off, Todd thought he had a bit of a reputation to compete with but he didn’t know the half of it. It was only when the old lady directed him to pull into a little cove and drop anchor that he discovered just how much of those halcyon days she wanted to relive.
“Have you ever fucked on a boat?” she asked, as they shared a shot of rum together in the cabin. “It’s a moving experience.” She took another swig of her grog and started to giggle. “My husband and I fucked in every corner of this boat. Down here, on the deck and even in the water.”
Todd wasn’t sure he wanted to hear all the gory details but she continued to get more and more intimate until she hit him right between the eyes with it.
“How would you like to earn an extra hundred to fuck me? It would make an old lady very happy.”
Wow! He almost choked on his rum. She had to pat him between the shoulder blades so he could get his breath back.
“Of course you don’t have to – it’s not written in maritime law or anything but why don’t you let me suck your cock and we’ll see how you feel after that.”
Todd was practically frozen to the spot by his nerves, as she knelt before him and unzipped the front of his shorts. It just didn’t seem right to let some woman, as old as his grandmother, do such things.
His dick was still quite flaccid, so she was able to get the whole thing into her mouth at once. He gasped as Granny started to suck and manipulate his schlong with her wrinkled fingers. Leaning back, with his eyes closed, he tried to imagine it was some voluptuous young twenty-year-old and not someone on social security.
In spite of his reluctance to have his knob chewed on by his First Mate, Todd soon began to realize that there was no substitute for experience. Granny Wilkins worked up and down his now erect mast, like a true professional.
Soon his balls started to feel that they were about to burst into flames. He was well aware that meant he was seconds away from blowing his load. Todd gallantly called out, “I’m cumming,” but Granny kept pumping away until she’d drained every drop from his glowing gonads. Then, without as much as a ‘cunt ahoy,’ she wiped her mouth off on her sleeve like a rough well-seasoned sea Rocky(D) and began to strip. He’d never seen an old woman naked before and he was expecting to see a wizened-up body covered with wrinkles and liver spots. To his delight and surprise, however, she wasn’t half bad.
Obviously hauling in the sheets and pumping out bilge had kept her in shape. Her tits, that he would have expected to hang somewhere down around her waistline, where perkier that his last girlfriends. And she was only 19! Suddenly, Todd was very anxious to get out of his own clothes. Ms. Wilkins ogled him lasciviously and smiled as he fumbled with his buttons.
When they were both naked, standing face to face, he still felt a bit queasy about kissing her on the mouth. However, the matter was taken out of his hands (or mouth) as the wake from a passing launch caused the yacht to yaw and he fell backward with her on the top of him. Her tits were crushed against his face and by making a slight adjustment to her position, one of her erect nipples conveniently slipped between his lips.
Granny groaned and moaned like a teenager as he sucked and fondled her. She held on to his hair so tightly, he thought she might pull it out by the roots. Todd was a bit hesitant about putting his face between her legs but since she had given him the best blowjob he’d ever had, he thought he was obligated. Grabbing her by the waist, he lifted his shipmate up and literally threw her onto the bunk. She loved it and opened her legs in eager anticipation.
He moved up between her firm thighs and just touched the edge of her cunt with his tongue. Her body jerked into the air as if she’d been shot. Her hands once more tugged at his curly blonde hair but with even more enthusiasm.
Todd used his fingers to play with her pink petals to build the mood and then licked the whole length of her wet crack over and over. Her body vibrated like someone going into a fit and she began to yell, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” at the top of her lungs.
With his cock hard and throbbing, he pinned her down by her arms and drove it into her pulsating quim with great force. Granny, with her eyes wide open, moved her ass up and down in time with his pelvic thrusts and skilfully flexed her vaginal muscles so that it felt like she was sucking him off all over again.
As he pounded her pussy with everything he’d got, her tits jiggled from side to side and the boat rocked violently. Feeling as though someone had attached a car battery to his scrotum, he frantically plowed it into her. He was now dying to cum and when his knob finally erupted filling her with his goo, he just kept fucking his senior sex partner as though he didn’t want it ever to end.
Quite exhausted, they lay side by side for a while before attacking the rum bottle once more. Very little else was said until their reached their berth at the marina. There, waiting for them, was a gorgeous young woman in a bikini.
“Throw me the rope and I’ll tie you up,” she cried.
On shore, Granny Wilkins introduced him to the well-stacked brunette.
“This is Lila, she’s bisexual like me. We often sail round the bay together, perhaps we could have a threesome sometime.”
“Sure, I’d like that,” said Todd, grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
“OK – you set the day,” Lila laughed. “I’m ready when you are.”
“Would this afternoon be too soon?” he asked sheepishly.