Ch. 49 – An Orgy On Steve’s Yacht – Pt. 1

Chapter 49:

An Orgy On Steve’s Yacht – Part 1

The next morning was fairly typical. Coffee, a bowl of cereal, a smoke all while sitting in the cockpit enjoying the sunrise. I surveyed my neighbors, now that I was at a dock again. A mix of sailboats, cabin cruisers, ski boats. At the far end of the dock was a huge mega-yacht. It was easily 65 feet and looked brand new. Wow! The money came from somewhere.

As I was studying this monstrosity, I saw a trim man climb down the boarding ladder, heading up the dock towards land. This took him right past my boat. As he approached, I sized him up.

He was late 30’s, trim, muscular build. When he got closer he called out “Welcome, captain. I noticed you arrive the other day and thought I’d introduce myself. I’m Steve.” “Hey, Steve. I’m Sailor. Nice boat you have there.” “Yeah, thanks. I just took delivery of her this year. Still getting used to her.” I invited him aboard for morning coffee. “Don’t mind if I do” he replied.

“How long you here for Sailor?” “Indefinite. Stopped for a couple of nights but ran into an old friend. The redhead, Liz, who works at the restaurant.” “Oh, yes. I’ve noticed her. She’s quite the sexy looker, don’t you think?” If he only knew. I added “She’s been keeping me entertained, even introduced me to her friends. We’ve been having such a good time, I’ve extended my stay.”

“Look” he said. “Pardon me for being so bold, but how about I host a sundown gathering on my boat tonight? You could invite Liz and some of her friends. I could use having some eye candy aboard. I’m all alone on that big boat and I get pretty lonely sometimes.” “Sounds great! Hang on, I’ll call her right now.”

Liz said she had seen that huge boat and was thrilled to get an invitation. She asked if she could bring a few friends along, it being such a big boat. “Well, I’m not the host but I’m sure Steve won’t mind. The more the merrier!” Steve nodded his head in agreement. She agreed to show up at 5, after her shift ended.

With the evenings festivities all arranged, Steve took his leave. The thought of an orgy with Liz, maybe Candy, and who knows who else intrigued me. And with Steve involved, the possibilities were endless.

I went below and couldn’t wait to abuse my pecker. I slid my hand up and down on him frantically, with visions of skanky whores, legs spread, cocks pounding them and cum spurted all around. It didn’t take long before my own cock erupted in a volcano of thick jism.

At the appointed hour, Liz appeared at my boat to collect me. She had three raging beauties tagging along behind her, Candy among them.