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She could have certainly fooled him with her talent, the way she was moving and masterfully taking his length down her throat gave Marty the impression she was quite experienced. A small disclaimer should be given that he certainly didn't think her a whore, just making him feel really damn good. His hand would make her mouth go through a whole gamut of different movement and sensations, sometimes keeping his member shallow in her mouth so her tongue would have to do the work, to making her take his entire length either slowly or with a bit more pace. Such was the delight of having control of the situation. He couldn't help is own moaning that her mouth and fingers generated and he had to alternate between enjoying the show by looking at her, and just closing his eyes to the sensation.

He would also echo her sentiment of wanting to be in the water if he was able to read minds, wondering what the conflicting sensations would feel like on their skin. It was with the feeling in his mind he did one final test of her staying power by making her hold his entire length down from several seconds before releasing her, standing up and extending a hand towards her. "Come, time to make part two of my fantasy come true." He said with a pleasure drunk smile as he brought her along towards the lightly crashing waves, himself diving in almost immediately after releasing her hand and he would come to surface a few meters away, looking in at her with renewed vigor.

Keeley was exhilarated that her was enjoying her efforts, his moans telling her everything she was doing was right. Secretly she adored it that he took control. She’d never allowed anyone that before, not that she hadn’t tried. He held his length full in her mouth, at first she was fine, but then a bit of panic set in. Delicate nostrils fluttered, gulping in air as she filled her lungs desperate for oxygen that she wasn’t able to suck in around his length. Finally he released her; she took in ragged breath after ragged breath of salty sea air. She smiled up at him as she recovered, her hand easily slipping into his for help up out of the gritty sand.

She’d never been in the ocean at night, naked, and with a man before. But something about him told her to trust him. However, stepping into the dark cool water the ‘Jaws’ theme song kept playing in her head. She dipped down under the water. Letting it hit her shoulders and stood quick, the water was colder than she expected. Gazing at him from across the small distance made the heat in her body rise, she was shocked the water between them wasn’t bubbling and evaporating as hot as their gazes were.

Keeley pressed forward diving beneath the surface and emerging just at his side, she’d hoped to surface rubbing her body against his, but that only happened in the movies. She smiled and reached out to him, “I think part two will quickly become my favorite.” Stroking her hand over his chest she moved and pressed her body against his. Her breasts smashed against the hardened planes of muscle as she brushed her lips against his, hungry for him and the promises he made.

She had definitely made some of her body press against him as she surfaced, causing a soft shiver to ripple through his body as she surface, and the way she pressed in to him only made him that much more excited at what was happening. It was always so hard to be witness to true, unbridled passion, let alone being a part of it. This truly was a fantasy turned to reality, and Marty was loving absolutely every single moment of it.

His arms were quick to wrap around her when she got close, settling on her behind and pressing her hips closer to his as a result. This wasn't just enjoyment of her rump, but the first step on giving them what they both wanted and solidifying his fantasy. As one hand left her rear, it reached around to take a hold of his member, and slowly he guided his member towards her womanhood, and within a few seconds, he would be in place. From there, he slowly slid his length inside her, bringing with it the cool, cleansing sensation of the salt water around them. He would make sure to slowly slide her down until he was completely inside her, before placing a passionate kiss on her lips.

Moaning his name as his arms wrapped around him she felt the hitch in her breath as he pressed her closer to him. She felt him at the opening of her heated core as she lifted a leg wrapping it around him to help secure them together. The soft groan of pleasure, as he pushed inside, fell from her lips and crashed with the waves onto the shore. She wrapped her other leg around him and felt his hand on her pulling and pushing her down so he was full encased in her warmth. “Oh God Yes…” she moaned as her channel stretched around his hardness.

Keeley’s lips found his as she crossed her ankles at his back. Her hand slid around his broad shoulders and to his neck. They didn’t stop there and travelled further up into his sandy blonde hair. She felt her body pulsing around him as he pushed his hips up and she down repeatedly. With the added effect of the cool water she was quick to acknowledge that he was the best she’d ever had. Her moaned words were a bit jumbled as she neared another orgasm. Blurry blue eyes flitted over him as she attempted to topple, but something held her to that edge prolonging the pleasure that coursed through her heated body.

Marty would have to surrender a moan as well as he felt the muscles of her warm womanhood constricting around him, and the feeling only climbed as time past and he moved her on and off of him. This was surreal, absolutely surreal and if she have voiced her opinion that this had been the best she had ever had, he would have to agree. The girl was unique, special and an absolute joy..and maybe next time they would both be sober and have a chance to chat so he could attach a brain to this beautiful, seductive body.

When her legs were fully wrapped around him, he was pushed to try and see how far they could go, his hands and hips working in conjunction to move her as fast and deep as they could given the reduce gravity that water provided. Realistically, that was part of the enjoyment with the environment. After pushing hard for a bit he would drop them down to slow, and deep moves inside her, and he was starting to agree that while he was holding off on his orgasm at the moment, all the things combined was going to push him off the edge in dramatic style quite soon.

Keeley didn’t want him to do all the work so she rocked her hips against his pressing herself down fully on him as he took her. Her body burned and she whimpered and moaned in pleasure, her lips caressing his . “I’m going to cum,” she panted and whispered. Her body ached to release as he slowed things down and went deeper still. “Marty…” she moaned against his neck, feeling the tell-tale signs of her orgasm as she began to twitch around his length. The whimpers he drew from her were the real deal and she wanted to last she truly did, she tried fighting it off and holding back on it , but it was to no avail. With one last press of her hips she cried out as her sex pulsed down on his length. “M-Marty… ooh sooo good.” She moaned as her honey flowed and her back arched pressing her breast tighter and higher to him. Her eyes closed and she felt as though she was flying. A shudder ran through her body as she fell back to the ground and her body, once she had control again, moved with ease against his. Hungry lips caressed his, mainly to let him know that it was pleasurable for her, as if he already didn’t know from her moans.

The additional movements she had added to the equation were absolutely excitable, and their combined moans created an atmosphere of pure lust that would make him wonder why everyone nearby wasn't watching the scene like a porno. Advantages of late nights, he had to suppose. It was also advantageous that they had started to head back in to shore, and when her orgasm started to abate, and her body was pressed so tightly to him, he knew that he wasn't long before suffering the same fate, especially with the way she kissed him so passionately, and he returned it.

Fortunately, as they laid back down on the wet sand of the shore, Marty was in a clear enough state of mind to know that coming inside of her might not be the best course of action for something that might end up being a one night stand. Though he adored the feeling of her tightening insides, he slowly slid himself out of her and broke the link her ankles made behind him. Then it was simply a matter of sliding his hips forward so his member would extend past the opening of her womanhood and towards her lower abdomen, reclaiming one of his hands, and with the smallest amount of coaxing he felt his own flow firing free of him. It was definitely clear he hadn't been laid this well in a long time, as his cum flew up along her tanned stomach and even towards her breasts...and it was certainly a heafty load. Then he just fell to the sand beside her, eyes taking in the sight of his seed along her beautiful body, and the look of her silouette...it was enough to make him grin in delight.

Keeley whimpered in frustration when she felt him leave the suctioning grip of her channel. The alcohol didn’t have her thinking as clearly as she should have been. Her legs stayed spread beneath him as he was overtaken by his own release. She felt the warmth hit her body, the thick white seed gushing from him landing on her stomach and steadily climbing higher. She sighed softly to herself when he fell next to her. She pouted slightly while looking over the mess he’d made on her stomach, the sand sticking to the mess as she turned to look at him bathed in the moonlight. She touched his face gently as she spoke “ I’d have gladly offered you my mouth Marty.” Her smile was soft and pleasant as she lay beside him panting, regaining control of herself. “That was… really good,” her blue eyes were blurred, with the alcohol and the orgasms she could barely keep her them open.

Pulling her hand back she stood to wash off in the water. She rubbed the water over her stomach and backside, removing his seed and the sand. When she didn’t feel the grittiness she walked back to shore. Keeley felt bashful, here she’d had sex with this man and now she didn’t know what to say. They dressed in relative silence; she kept the smile on her face as she shook her dress out and pulled it over her body. Her purse and panties she picked up along with her shoes. Moving closer she wasn’t sure of how he’d react so she would surprise him. “You are still walking me to my hotel, right?” She listened to his answer and smiled, “Good, I was just making sure.” While talking she slide her silky black panties into his pocket, if she had been skilled enough he’d find the memento later and if not he’d have them now. She felt foolish as she stood back and let him finish dressing; she bent over and shook her hair letting the sand fall back to where it belonged. When he was ready she linked her arm in his and walked as though what had happened on the beach were something she did every day.

Marty would have been slow to raise after her, chuckling and grinning like a kid when she said she would have offered her mouth. "I'll remember that for the next time Keeley.." He responded, smiling brightly as he watched her go back in to the water the wash up. He soon followed suit, and the two of them would be on their way once they were dressed, and she deposited her little memento in his pocket. He wouldn't make it obvious that he had felt her ever so slightly drop it in to his pocket, the mystique was part of the fun, and he just smiled proudly as the two of them walked away from their beach of desire towards her hotel.

"So where do you plan to be tomorrow?" He asked once they started to approach the row of hotels which made up the street they were coming to. Maybe it was a bit of an assumption that she was located in this area. It was true it was a bit hard to find the words after such a random and passionate meeting, but maybe words simply weren't necessary. Instead, he just smiled and pointed towards the row of hotels they were heading towards, "Any of these yours?" He inquired, wanting to know where she was staying because...well...he wanted to know for the next time, should it come up.

Keeley smiled at him, he was handsome and she wasn’t sure why he wanted to know where she’d be. “I’m thinking of the museum and maybe a vineyard dinner tour, I’ve lounged around the beach enough, I’m ready for some sightseeing. Where do you plan on being tomorrow Marty?” She followed his hand motion to the surrounding hotels. She focused on them as they walked. . “Mine has a big colorful bird on the side, one of those… Ummmm. OH! Parrot, it has a parrot on the side, the Tropical Paradise Inn. My friend back home suggested it, they took a group of 8th graders here and that is where they stayed.” She leaned in as if telling a secret, “But I got a suite, it’s beautiful… you can come up for a… oh what’s that fancy word?”

She took a few more steps, “I see the bird… nightcap… Would you like to come up for a nightcap Marty? I knew I’d think of the word.” she laughed a bit and pulled on his arm. She was losing her mind, or at least, it felt that way. She smiled up at him as they got closer to the beach entrance. “You don’t have to come up unless you want to, but please don’t feel obligated. We did just meet and …” she blushed; she realized how foolish she sounded. She barely knew this man and had sex with him on the beach, amazing sex, but now she was going to say they didn’t know each other. Though it seemed kind of silly given how intimate the act they’d accomplished had been. “Maybe we will see each other around.” She lifted up to her toes. “I think I should just go before I say something silly,” she kissed his cheek. “Have a good night Marty.

He would have been more then tempted to follow her up to her suite to take in the view and spend a bit more time with her, but it appeared that the courage she had mustered while under the influence was suddenly starting to dissipate and she was losing her mind. He found it simply hilarious. He watching her with a bright smile on his lips and he would wait until after she had kissed his cheek before her took her hand gently, and brought her back before him, placing his hands on her shoulders to keep her still.

"Keeley, take a breath. I'm going to go back to the ship now. I would love a nightcap, but I think we both need some sleep. Now, I would love a vinyard dinner tour, so how about we go together, my treat." He said, very quietly and very clearly so he could get past her apparently rampant giddiness. He certainly did want to see the spunky girl again, and in a more fitting setting. "How about I make the reservation. I meet you here at say..six? Get one of the later dinners? We're both her on vacation so why not enjoy it. I promise, I won't do you any harm." He said as he raised his right hand. "Aussie honour."

Starting to move to go, she had thought her good night was the end of it, but as his hand clasped hers and pulled her back she squirmed. His large hands, hands that had brought her much pleasure held her steady before him. Her large blue eyes lifted slowly up and over his face now as he spoke. She followed his soft instructions, already feeling comfortable in his grasp. Feeling slightly disappointed with his choice she would have loved to curl up in his arms and sleep. She nodded her head and smiled brilliantly. “I’d like that, but I can certainly pay my way… or something later will be my treat, if that is alright with you.” She blushed, “Well I never thought you would do me harm, if anything I could stand a bit more of your “harm” it was quite nice.” she giggled. Slapping the hand in the air she turned and spoke over her shoulder as she moved into the building, “Six o’clock, until then, Buenos noches.”

Stripping as soon as she got the door closed she stepped in the shower and smiled, “Marty…” After a wash and rinse she padded around the room in the dark, stepping onto the balcony in just a towel she looked for him but all the people looked like ants and she was tired. She fell into bed naked and slept until the afternoon. She woke with her hair going many directions and was sore in places she’d never been sore before. Smiling at the memory, she wondered if it was real or if it was all just a dream. Either way she’d find out that night. She got her nails and toes done and had a massage and a soak in the Jacuzzi with a magazine, all relaxed her. Keeley dug through her closet to find something to wear and was waiting in the lobby early. She stepped out of the hotel with only a few minutes to go and tugged on her skirt. Hoping her outfit was appropriate for a vineyard, she’d never been and she wondered if the man she was waiting for would show or if she’d dreamed it up.

Marty would leave the debate of pay for the following evening, just watching as she walked in to the hotel, and out of his sight. He had to wear a bright smile on his lips as he slowly wandered back towards the docks, thinking things over in his mind as he contemplated what had really happened that night. Shaking his head a bit he continued to smile as he climbed up the ramp on to his ship, getting a shower and spending a few hours just standing on the bridge, watching the waves and the harbour around him as he just got lost in himself before eventually retiring for the night.

The next day he was up quite early, as one in his position was expected to be, but with the relatively vacant nature of the ship there wasn't much work to complete. Sometimes, it was nice for work to be calm and relaxing for once, especially when he had to concentrate on being ready for tonight. He hadn't been on a date in eons, and honestly he was wondering if he remembered what to do and how to behave. Letting nature just take its course, he slipped in to a nice pair of loose khaki slacks and a cozy shirt, leaving the top two buttons undone to expose some of his tanned chest.

With wardrobe decided, he made his way out into the Spanish world, arriving at her hotel about three minutes before he was suppose to, and walking in to the lobby he caught sight of her and had to take a pause. "Wow" was all he managed before closing the distance to her and placing his hands upon her hips. "You look absolutely stunning. I would never believe you to be a teacher like this. Actress would've been my guess." He continued with a big smile before being brazen enough to place a soft kiss upon her lips.

“Mr. Ridley,” she said softly. His wow made her blush she hadn’t dreamed him up. He slid his hands over her hips and moved closer. He was so handsome; she thought for sure he’d be ugly given the amount she drank. Thankfully she wasn’t prone to hangovers, but poor decisions were a given. Keeley wasn’t a superficial person but she was glad he was handsome. A gentle laugh left her at his compliment, “Thank you, Marty.” She smiled up at him before noticing how close he was getting. Allowing her eyes to close she tilted her head and let her lips meet his.

Just this small brush reminded her how hot things had gotten last night. “I guess you could say I clean up well, you look very handsome in your street clothes.” she ran her hands along the collar and straightened it. Blue eyes made their way up to his, “There is a bus tour from the hotel to the vineyard if you’d like, that way if we’re a little tipsy it isn’t a problem for driving.” Keeley had signed them up for it and if they decided to go another route, it wasn’t a problem. Before she could stop herself she’d leaned up and brushed his lips with hers, tender and sensual in nature.