A Fistful Of Ginger

13. A Fist Full Of Ginger

The mother/daughter team who had hitched a ride to the Florida Keys on my boat now had jobs. Even though the sex was intense and nonstop, I hoped they’d find their own place so that I could continue my journey.

Before lunchtime, Pam announced that she was going up to shower and throw in a small load of laundry. She gathered her things and disappeared. Christy was lost in her phone so I popped a beer and reclined in the cockpit. Surprisingly, I got an instant buzz going. Not wanting to lose my edge, I went below for a refill.

Seeing sweet young Christy sitting there, wearing only her skimpy underwear, staring at her phone, somehow got my juices flowing. “Time to perform, Christy. Get your butt down on the floor, sit with your back against the bulkhead.” Startled, she looked at me with a blank stare. “Sit right there” I ordered, pointing to a spot.

Reluctantly, she obliged. I stepped in front of her and released my hardening cock from my boxers. Suddenly she put two and two together and knew what I wanted. When she reached her hand up to guide him to her mouth, I batted it away. “No hands” I barked.

I commenced to fucking her skull with abandon. I showed no mercy, just a brutal mouth fucking. I slammed my cock in and out of her mouth, pushing it balls deep and holding it in deep. I’d withdraw it to allow her to empty her spit and gasp for some air. Then right back in her sloppy wet mouth. My hands were on her head, holding it still as I raped her mouth over and over. I was relentless.

My forceful mouth fuck finally resulted in a big orgasm. When I felt it well up down in my nether region, I rammed my stiff dick in deep and pressed her head against my abdomen, her nose flattened against my pelvis. I pumped my entire load down her throat as I held her head against me. When I released her, she gagged, coughed, spit and heaved. She almost threw up but it was only a dry heave.

“That was unexpected. Where’d that come from? I wasn’t expecting that.” Christy said this almost indignantly, as if I had done something out of bounds or off limits.

“I’m the Captain of this ship, remember? And the Captain’s word is law, remember? You’re lucky I didn’t take your ass while I was at it. Maybe next time. Or maybe we’ll invite a couple of your new restaurant studs to join us in a gangbang, huh?