Shipwreck blow-and-rescue

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• • 21/3/2016 · luca21330
    My lady penned this last night. A full length version of this fantasy: A couple who lead very hectic lives (David and Leah) decide to take a long deserved joint vacation to the Caribbean. They plan on sailing there with their boat. The wife is a sailing instructor and owns a sailing school. The day before the trip, the husband gets a call that he has to fly to a meeting with a client in the Caribbean to take his boss' place. Rather than postpone the trip, the wife offers to sail alone once he flies out and meet him at the resort where his meeting will be. She will set out the next morning, sail to the Keys and then head south toward the islands. Once his meeting is over, they will sail to different islands and explore then sail back to their home. He leaves and Leah sets sail. The first leg to the Keys is uneventful. The following morning, she sets out toward the Caribbean. She checks the weather before she leaves and is advised of a tropical depression forming out at sea. It currently poses no threat to land and is expected to veer off to open waters. She leaves early and plots a course for her next stop. The seas turn a bit choppy and she goes on the radio to ask for a current weather report. It comes back that the storm stalled and is drifting toward land. It's now a tropical storm and is expected to strengthen to a hurricane. She maps a course that she believes will circumvent the storm. The ocean is getting rough and the skies turn ominous. She lowers the sails and turns on the engines to power the boat. The swells are getting bigger and the boat is being tossed around. A large wave hits the boat broadside and lifts it. When it comes off the wave, she hears a loud bang. She opens the hatch to the engine room and sees water coming in. The boat hit a coral reef and it gouged a hole in the hull. She broadcasts a mayday and gives a guesstimate of her position. She inflates the life raft and lowers it. She gathers essentials and drops them into the raft. She rolls the sails up and puts them in the raft also. She jumps in and cuts the raft free. The raft has a zippered chamber and she withdraws into it. As it drifts away, she sees another large wave hit the boat, capsizing it. The raft is twisting and turning and she is hoping that it doesn't turn over. The ordeal has been exhausting and she lies down in the raft expecting the worst. She drifts off to sleep. She wakes up a few hours later and the seas are calm. She opens the chamber to gather her wits and try to determine her position. She is out in the open water hoping to see some signs of life. After a few hours, she sees an island and begins to row tpwards it. The tide carries the raft onto the beach. She jumps out and drags the raft onto shore, securing it. She empties the raft and sets up camp under some trees. After exploring the beach looking for signs of life, she drags the sails over the trees for a makeshift tent. The weeks turn into months yet no signs of a rescue effort or any sign of life. It's been almost one year and she has resigned herself to the fact that she will never be found. She has made the camp livable. She built a massive pit of driftwood, dried palm leaves to ignite at the first sign of rescue. Walls of palm frons between the trees mimicing separate rooms. Another fire pit used to cook whatever she fishes and for drying clothes. Her hopes are fading away as she prepares for this to be her permanent home. Leah begins to realize that it's been a year since her ordeal. The weather is an indicator as storms keep brewing over the ocean. The skies turn black weekly but bypass her island. One morning, she is awakened by the sounds of thunder that seem closer than before. She heads out onto the beach and surveys the horizon with her binoculars. It appears a major storm is headed her way and she decides to secure the hut and her belongings. As she heads back to do so, she hears this sound of what sounds like an outboard motor. She turns and scans the ocean. Way off in the distance is a small dot that appears to be moving. She Lifts her binoculars and to her amazement, she sees a man on a small motor boat. She runs back up the beach and ignites the large firepit. It explodes into a major fireball and she looks out again. The boat disappears from her view and she heads back to the hut. Suddenly, the motor sound reappears and she sees the boat headed her way. Rescued!! The boat approaches the beach and the surf beaches it high up on the sand. The person on the boat is a younger islander, very well built. He hops off the boat and hands her some burlap satchels. He tells her to get them under the hut quickly. He drags the boat further up the beach and secures it. The rain squalls are now becoming more intense and they seek shelter in the hut. Immediately, he exclaims that she is the woman whose boat capsized. It was assumed she had drown as no signs of her were seen anywhere. Local authorities conducted searches for a week and concluded she didn't survive. Her husband organized private searches for a month also. Pieces of the boat wreckage were found in the open waters far from where they were now. He begins to pepper her with questions as to how she got to this place and how she survived so long. His adrenaline is pumping but oddly, Leah is outwardly calm. She asks him his name? Trevor, he replies. He opens two of the burlap sacks. In one is a plastic bag with bales of pot and some rolled joints; the other, soda bottles filled with bootleg rum. Trevor is a smuggler. He makes weekly runs to the inhabited islands and sells his wares to rich foreigners on their yachts docked in island hamlets. He was trying to outrun the storm when he saw the fireball from her pit. He opens a bottle and hands it to her. He then lights two joints and gives her one. She takes a long swig of the rum, savoring the taste of something new that has evaded her for the past year. He hands her a joint and both begin to laugh. The storm is getting stronger and Trevor is getting concerned about his boat. he tells Leah he is going to pull the boat further up on the beach. The rain squalls are fierce and the wind is testing the strength of her makeshift hut. She looks out ointo the beach but sees no sign of Trevor. He suddenly reappears, completely drenched. He asks Leah if he can remove his clothing and let it dry on the line over the cooking firepit? Yes, of course she replies. Leah is now buzzed so any inhibitions have disappeared with the last drag of the joint. Trevor comes around the wall and to her surprise, he is completely naked. No body hair. A well chiseled physique. His body is still wet so the flames of the pit seem to illuminate his body. But most impressively, he has a rather long cock that has gotten her undivided attention. She is mesmerized by it and cannot keep her eyes off it. Trevor lights up another joint and takes a long drink from the bottle. He is not paying attention to her rather watching the unfolding drama of the storm. He is talking to her but she is not answering, her eyes fixated on his beautiful manhood. He looks down at her and sees her watching his cock. He asks her if she has ever seen one before. Only in porno movies, she replies. He asks her if she would like to touch it? Now she is somewhat apprehensive. If she doesn't, could he take offense and leave her when the storm passes? If she does, will it guarantee her rescue? The truth was she wanted to touch it badly either way. She says yes. She takes it in her hands and slowly runs her fingers along the shaft. He gets hard immediately and she just keeps rubbing the tip and massaging his balls. His cock is pulsating. He now takes a step closer to her and his cock is only inches from her face. She knows exactly what he wants and begins to run her tongue in a circular motion on the tip. She licks the shaft and works her way to his balls while continuing to stroke him. She put him in her mouth and slowly moves her head deeper onto his throbbing penis. His body begins to shudder and she realizes he is going to come. She takes his cock out of her mouth and strokes him furiously. He explodes with long squirts of cum that shoot over her shoulder. His cock is still rock hard. Leah licks the last drop of cum off the tip and puts it back in her mouth. She starts to suck him again and again, he explodes this time on her breasts that she had exposed during the session. He is wasted by now and lies down next to her. He falls right to sleep. She lies down next to him and begins to rub her wet pussy. She is still holding his cock and she comes very quickly. She awakens the next morning to sounds of a gentler sea. She gets up to survey the damage. A lot of strewn leaves and debris along the beach but no damage. His boat seems fine also. She looks down at Trevor and his cock is hard again. He is still asleep and she debates on waking him. She then takes off all her clothes and straddles his long hard cock. She slides down and puts him inside her. Holding the wall, she begins to move up and down on his shaft, pressing his cock deeper inside her. He begins to stir and wakes up. He holds her waist and pushed his cock even deeper inside her pussy. He then moves her onto her hands and knees and begins to fuck her furiously. She tells him not to come inside her. He pulls his cock out and comes all over her ass. The next scene has Leah on the boat approaching a dock surrounding by many sailing vessels.. Trevor tells her he will help her onto the dock but she has to sit there for 15 minutes. He shows her where the police station is but asks not to go there yet as he is a wanted man. He says goodbye and quietly sails off. She gets up and leaves the dock. She enters the police station and her ordeal is finally over. She is taken to the hospital and her husband is contacted. After the hospital evaluation, she is released and her husband takes her to the hotel. They will spend the night and fly home the following day. Leah and David are lounging on a day bed on their room's patio. She is lying in his lap and begins to run her finger on the outline of his cock in his bathing suit. He is erect and she slowly removes his bathing suit. She begins to lick the head and puts him in her mouth. Her mind, though, is on Trevor's cock. She is fantasizing she is sucking his long black cock. David  asks her what she is doing? It seems that during their marriage, she has never given him a blowjob. She says she fantasized about doing this if she ever was rescued. He leans back and savors the feel of her warm mouth sliding up and down his shaft.
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