Rock the Boat byisearch4u©

Erotic CouplingsRock the Boat

Rock the Boat

byisearch4u©

This is a dream that I recently had one night about a friend and myself. I woke up completely drenched between my legs and the dream still very vivid in my mind. My hands quickly went to work and the intensity of my release was so strong, I thought I would scream. I got up and wrote it all down. Just writing it all down got me wet all over again...

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We are on the bay on your boat. The sun is warming our faces, a slight breeze floats by now and then. Other boats are anchored in the bay, though not close to each other. You are wearing trunks and a deep blue polo. I'm in bathing suit—light purple halter top showing cleavage, dark purple mini skirt bottom. Short enough to entice, but still leave you wondering what's underneath. My long dark hair is pulled back into a ponytail. I'm sitting on your lap facing you and we are laughing and talking. Our hands are exploring each other's bodies. We kiss. We smile. We kiss some more.

Our tongues start exploring each other's mouths. Mmmm. I love running my tongue between your upper lip and teeth because it makes you moan softly. Your tongue flicks the corners of my mouth then darts in and out, teasing my tongue. My hand moves to your crotch and I can feel your hardness through your trunks. Wow. I run my finger back and forth along your hardness; made me wetter just to touch you. I can feel your fingertip move between my legs and feel my wetness through my panties. You insert your finger through the leg opening and can almost feel my wet pussy, but I stop you and remove your hand. You smile at me and look puzzled. I stand up and face you, untying my top and slowly lowering it just until you can see the tops of my tits. You reach out to touch, but I back away. I lower my top further till the areoles are visible; no nipples yet. I'm incredibly wet and want you to feel me, but I am making you wait. I can see the bulge between your legs growing.

I let my top completely fall and you moan again because you can see my tits. You start rubbing your hardness, which makes me think about your dick in my mouth and how I love licking it, especially the skin underneath. I cup my full breasts and roll my nipples between my thumb and finger. Your excitement is building, as is mine. You reach out and put your hands on my waist and roughly pull me towards you. You start massaging one breast and sucking on the other. Oh my. Your tongue is so incredibly hot. I can feel my nipples getting rock hard.

I shove off of you and back up. My hips are slowly swaying as I inch off my skirt. It's now low enough so you can barely see the top of my smooth mound. I know you want to touch and taste. I lower my skirt further till it's around my thighs. You see my mound and you groan as the sea breeze drifts the scent of my wetness to you. It's making you wild and you rub yourself even harder. I move closer to you and you reach out to yank my skirt down to my feet. You bend down and softly kiss my bare mound just above my clit and inhale deeply. You have no idea, or maybe you do, how much I want your tongue on me. I step out of my skirt, turn around, hold on to the life lines on the boat and bend all the way over. I slightly spread my legs and you can see my glistening pussy lips. You toss your clothes across from us on the deck. I hear you moan and sense your movement behind me. Suddenly, I know your face is near my ass because I can feel your shallow breathing. My heart is beating faster, anticipating your hot tongue between my cheeks. Instead, I feel your tongue flick my protruding clit and I just about fall over from the sensation. I feel your finger gently pressing on my ass while your tongue flicks my clit again. "Stand up," you whisper. This time I really need to hang on to those life lines as I am so weak in the knees.

As I straighten up, I try to turn around and see you, but you won't let me. "Don't," you say softly and move my shoulders back around. You pull me close to you and run your warm hands up and down my body. Caressing my hips, arms, shoulders and my stomach. You are quiet and enjoying how I feel under your hands. I rest my head against your chest and close my eyes. I sigh because it feels so good to lean against you. You reach further down and gently trace your fingers along the front of my thighs and your hands rest on my bare mound. I reach behind you to feel your stiff cock, but you won't let me. You grab one of my hands and put it on my breast. I start fingering my nipple and you reach around to squeeze my other breast.

"Oohh, pinch my nipple," I say. You hesitate because you are worried you will squeeze too hard and you whisper this in my ear as you suck on my ear lobe and lick my neck. Oh my. I do love when you do that to me.

I shake my head and say, "But that's what I want, pinch it hard." Your thumb and finger squeeze and I get wetter and moan again. I take your other hand and put it on my other breast and say, "Pinch it." As you do, I think, oohh, I am ready, so ready for the sweet release.

"Bend over again," you tell me, "and spread your thighs a little." I do as you say and reach out for the life lines. I feel your fingers tracing the inside of my thighs and this makes me tingle down to my toes. Your hands gently push my thighs even further apart. And then there is stillness. What are you going to do? I am so excited by the unknown. I can feel my wetness increasing, if that's even possible. Then it begins. A delicious sensation starts low between my legs and makes me weak. Oh my. It's your tongue, flicking here...there, searching for my hard clit. Aahhh, finally. You flatten your tongue, making it wide, and lick my clit long and slow. Once...twice...a few more times. My clit is throbbing. You slowly lick it upwards and stop at my wet, swollen pussy lips. I feel your gentle kisses there and hear your soft moaning as you kiss me. Your hands are caressing my hips and my butt.

Your tongue is incredible and feels sexy between my legs. As you slowly flick it around my pussy, it drives me wild. The breeze has picked up a bit and now I can smell my own wetness and I want to come, come hard. You moan loudly and move your tongue higher and higher until it's between my cheeks. But I want your tongue to fuck my pussy so I move my ass closer to your mouth. I am barely able to say, "Fuck me," when I feel your hands slowly spreading my ass and your tongue is gently flicking the hole between my cheeks. Ooohhh.

My moaning becomes high pitched as you lick me there. I am vaguely aware that one of your hands has left my hips and I feel your finger sliding down my slippery lips and slowly entering my pussy. Oh my. I am so close to coming. Your finger slowly slides in and out a few times and then slides down to graze my so very hard clit. Finger grazes it a few times and I feel my release ready to explode. Your tongue has left my ass, traveling back down and stops at my pussy while your finger is slowly circling my clit. Your other finger is gently rubbing my hole where your tongue left off. I want your tongue inside me so I can explode around it while you taste my sweet wetness. Your tongue is again flicking, this time to the side of my pussy lips. I hear you moan as you move your tongue around and u say, "Mmmm, you taste so good."

This makes me groan because it's such a turn on to hear you say that. Your still fingering my ass and my clit when I feel your warm tongue slowly enter my pussy. The probing and flicking of your tongue inside my pussy, your fingers on my ass and clit and your moaning are making me crazy hot. The buildup is ready to release and a familiar feeling of sweetness is slowly spreading. The release intensifies and moves in throbbing waves that permeate every pore of my body. I can actually feel myself squirting on your tongue and can hear how wet I am as you lap me up. You continue tongue fucking me as my orgasm brings forth such a loud scream from deep in my throat, "Ooohhh, fuck me, fuck me," I scream. I don't care if people on the other boats can hear me.

I cannot wait any longer. I straighten up and turn around to face you. Your cock is so huge and I am torn between feeling your hardness in my mouth and sucking out all of your come or feeling it in my soaking pussy and riding it hard till you fill me up. There is a bench behind you and I quickly push you backwards and tell you to sit down.

You say, "Wait," but I don't want to wait because I want it now.

"No, sit down now," and you sit on the bench near the wheel. I make my decision and I no what I want to do.

You watch me approach and I can tell you want me and you want me now. "Hurry, lick my dick."

As I put my knee on the bench next to your thigh, I reply, "No, not yet."

I put my other knee on the bench on the other side of you and raise myself over your huge cock. You hold it and as I slowly lower myself over it, you touch it to my clit and that makes me close my eyes and shudder. I grab hold of the back of the bench behind you and hold myself up while you touch the head of your dick to my clit again. You make it slowly circle my clit twice, stopping behind it and then slowly sliding it just to the entrance of my pussy and stopping there. My pussy lips are still swollen and so very wet and slippery. The pulsating feeling is beginning to start and I quickly say, "Now, put it n me now."

You look into my eyes and I no you want to feel my pussy squeeze your hard cock, but you don't move it. You purposely hesitate and say, "Oh no, not yet."

We continue to stare at each other and it's very intense, feeling each other's heat. I can feel myself starting to come all over again. I want you so much and I want you now. "Please, please," I whisper, "please put it in now."

My orgasm starts and it makes me shudder so hard I wrap my arms around your neck and hold on, while I bury my face in your neck. It's at that exact moment you slide yourself into me. I can feel how tight I am around your dick and how you fill me up. I begin to explode around you. I am riding your dick so hard and so quickly, and am holding onto you so tightly. My explosion is so intense and the walls of my pussy cannot stop quaking. I want you to feel my explosion so I slow my movements. My pussy is still wrapped so tightly around your thick cock that you can start to feel my pussy squeezing you. A moan escapes from your throat. I pull away from your neck to look at you because I want to see your face and look in your eyes while you feel me coming.

"Can you feel it?" I am barely able to get the words out.

"Oh yes...yes I can," you reply. You move to kiss me but I don't let you. Instead, I slide off of you and get on my knees in front of you. You moan again because you no what I'm going to do. I move my mouth to your stiff dick. It's covered with my slick come juices. I slowly put my tongue out and lick you from your come hole all the way down to your balls in one long lick. "Oohh," you moan.

"Mmmm," I say, "my come tastes so good on your dick." I look up at you and you bend to kiss me so you can taste my come. We both moan as you lick my tongue clean. I go back down on you and continue to lick up and down your stiffness. Oh my. I love how the skin of your cock feels on my tongue. I rub my mouth gently all over it and the sexy feeling of its stiffness moves through my lips down to my pussy, making it wet again. You stand up and slowly start fucking my mouth with your hardness. I gently cup your balls and massage them. Your breathing is becoming shallow and quick—you are close.

"Look at me," you say, "I want to see your eyes while you suck me." I oblige and I take my other hand and move it between my legs. "Are you touching your clit?" you ask, and I nod my head. You close your eyes and move your cock faster and I take my tongue and swirl it around your come hole as it moves in and out. I am so turned on, with your hardness sliding back and forth, my hand rubbing your balls and my other hand fingering my clit. I am ready to come again and I start breathing hard as you fuck my mouth. "Are you going to come soon?" you ask and I reply with a groan and nod my head. I rub myself faster and faster and my groaning gets louder and high pitched as I start to come. This pushes you over the edge and you stop sliding back and forth. Your cock stays in my mouth and sprays thick come that I can feel dripping down the back of my throat. Your hands grip the wheel and you stare intensely at me as we come together, something that does not happen often. I slide my finger into my pussy and can feel it pulsating, while your dick throbs on my tongue. As our bodies begin to relax with the waves of our orgasms decreasing, I slide my mouth off of you and pull you down to me on the deck.

You hold my face in your hands and kiss me hard, again, licking my tongue clean of your come. "That was awesome," I quietly say. You say nothing, but kiss me again, this time deeply while holding me tightly. We sit holding each other on the deck for awhile, then head below as the breeze has turned cooler. I crawl onto the wide cushioned bench and lay on my side, adjusting the pillows. You lie next to me, pulling the comforter over the two of us and pulling me towards you, cradling me in your arms. I feel your soft kisses on the back of my neck and your heart rhythmically beating against my back. Nice. We are quiet after an afternoon of passionate desire. A sense of peacefulness is present as the boat bobs gently in the bay and lulls us to sleep.

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He Did What He Did To My Rear bybb1212©

I know this category is for lovers of anal, but there are some people who really don't love it, and this story is told from that point of view. As a complete departure from anything I have ever written on this site this tale of woe is told first person, from the female point of view, and is one woman's story of her sexual history and of losing her anal virginity. Please enjoy, and if anyone ever performs the rewritten lyrics live, or even records them please let me know how it goes, and also I would love to see or hear a recording of it if you can post it somewhere. BB1212




I had an old song by Tony Christie that my Mother used to love running through my head, but the words had somehow changed to better suit my dire situation. Yes dire. OK, I'm Sally Travis, I'm twenty eight years old, I manage a boutique fashion store, I live in a large city and so far I am unmarried. I... well I... I might just let the song tell this part of the story, OK?

Sunrise, this is the last day that I'll ever be,
Waking a virgin (at least one of three),
And I face this new day with much fear.
'Cos I foolishly promised my rear.

I started out in my journey to womanhood like a lot of girls. Through high school I was sweet and innocent. For a long time I didn't like boys, but then I kissed David Grange at a party when I was sixteen, and I thought I was in love. I thought he was in love too, but two weeks later he got sick of me refusing to let him go any further and he dumped me to try his luck elsewhere. I was devastated. It took me ages to build up the confidence to try again, but eventually I did. I managed to avoid doing anything more than kissing until I was eighteen, and even after that I took things slowly, but eventually I graduated from heavy petting, to giving, er, hand relief, then oral sex and finally I went all the way. Well I thought that was finally, but there was one more possibility that I never even considered at that stage. But now it was going to happen. Take it away Tony.

When I drove into town with the sun going down,
I went straight to a bar, my reluctance to drown.
With regret I had come, but I wanted to run,
From a nervous concern for my rear,
My last pristine part, yes my rear.

I sat on a bar stool and stared into my second Martini. I was wondering how I had let him talk me into this, and as I wondered my mind wandered back to Gerald Moore. He was my first first. Yes, I know that sounds weird, but he was the guy who took my oral virginity. Gerald was fun with a capital 'F'. He was on the football team, and while he wasn't one of the stars he always did well. We would go out on Saturday nights after the game and we'd end up at the local lover's lane snuggling together in the back seat of his car. He was kind and understanding with me, giving me time to get used to things. The first time we went there we just kissed, but the next time he gently rubbed my breasts through my clothes. This scared me at first, and I tensed right up, but after a while I relaxed and started to enjoy it. The sensations were nice, but the best thing was having his undivided attention. I was naive enough to think he was only considering me and my pleasure. A couple of weeks later he worked his hand under my bra, and the sensations got a lot better. Pretty soon it had got to the point where I was letting him suck my breasts and nipples, but only if there was nobody else around. 

Eventually he convinced me to touch his thing. OK, I mean his penis, I'm sorry people, but I still don't like dirty talk. This is my story after all, and I can call it whatever I want. Anyway, it was reasonably early on a Saturday evening and he sort of begged me to at least touch it. I was terrified as he unzipped his pants and he took this massive thing out. Nervously I did touch it, and it was warm and sort of soft. Gerald told me what to do and I eventually worked up the confidence to stroke him until his thing squirted this sticky, gooey stuff onto his shirt. He drove me home without a shirt on, and I'm so glad my parents didn't see that. They would have had a fit. A couple of weeks later Gerald scored a goal, which is very rare for a defender, and he somehow convinced me that I should use my mouth on his thing as a reward. It was pretty awful. He smelled and tasted musky, and neither of us really knew what I should be doing. My jaw was aching when eventually, without warning, he squirted his foul tasting stuff into my mouth. I squealed, pulled away and retching I spat it out. Despite this he was happy while all I was doing was desperately searching for a drink so I could get rid of the taste. I got over my revulsion, and I did this for Gerald a lot more times. Eventually I grew to enjoy the power I had over his body as I sucked him and I also learned to swallow his stuff, just because it was a lot less messy. I also made sure I had a drink handy to get rid of the taste. OK, back to Tony.

Take a powerful brew, just to see this thing through,
Get a condom or two, and a lot of good lube.
Yes I recklessly promised my rear,
And I can't back out now I do fear. 

With my third and final Martini I thought about Andy Deed, who was my second first. Gerald and I had gone to different colleges and we drifted apart. I had found a new group of friends, and they had all done it. I was the last and soon I realised that this was not an advantage. They would whisper and giggle about various boys and what they were like in bed. The girls weren't exactly what you'd call easy, I mean they were selective and they made the guys work for the reward, but they weren't too chaste either and they all seemed to enjoy sex. A lot. As a girl growing up I was given a strong message that sex was bad. Almost all girls were given that message, and that makes it hard to finally cross that bridge and try it. I didn't sleep with Andy because I was in love, I didn't do it because he sweet talked me either, although he had tried that on a couple of occasions previously, I did it because I was sick of being left behind. 

It was at one of those student parties and I had drunk quite a few wines. I wasn't silly enough to just tell him that I wanted sex. By that time I had learned that boys, well at least the popular boys like Andy, want to be in control. It has to be their idea, but there is nothing wrong with steering their thoughts in the right direction. That night I had deliberately dressed sexy and I danced with Andy, making sure to make a lot of both eye and body contact. Eventually he got the idea.

"Wow, you're sort of different, are you horny tonight Sally?" he asked.

"Aren't you?" I replied, giving him my best sultry look.

Just a few minutes later we had found a private room, locked the door, and I was lying on my back on somebody's bed with my dress pushed up around my waist and my legs in the air as his condom covered thing pushed through my barrier. 

I cried out in pain, but I was also relieved, at last I was fully a woman. Here's the song again.

I tensed, even as he was just lifting the sheet,
He acted like I was getting the treat,
But my sphincter was clenched tight with fear,
As I felt him approaching my rear.

I had expected pain when Andy had sex with me, and I got it, but I had also been told that this would get better, if not during this first time at least later. It was true. Andy had sex with me for only about five minutes before he finished and it wasn't even a little bit pleasurable for me, it was something I had to endure. He finally lifted his weight off me and pulled his thing out of me. Then he saw the blood on the condom. Surprised he asked me if I had been a virgin. He looked pleased when I said yes, and he left quickly, I think so he could tell his friends. I didn't care, because I had just gotten rid of what by then had become a major handicap. I had felt the pain of my first sex and I thought that was all the bad stuff over. But even then I never considered that other option. The option that all those years later I was now about to allow. I'll let Tony tell you this bit, I don't even want to think about it.

Well the cold lube applied, then his thing he did guide,
Well my nerve ends they cried, as he pushed it inside.
He was thick he was keen, and he sure made me scream,
He was more than too much for my rear,
My tortured, deflowered poor rear.

I had sex with four different boys while I was at college, but I never had a true one night stand. After that party Andy and I did go out for a while, but he soon decided I was too possessive because I didn't want to share him with the other girls who seemed to get more interested because he was attached. I did get to enjoy sex more too, but I certainly never felt the sort of pleasure that Meg Ryan faked in that famous scene from 'When Harry met Sally'. I did hook up with a guy called Harry at one stage for almost six months, and I promise it wasn't even a little bit because he was Harry and I am Sally. Anyway after I left college and went to work I dated a bit, and with practice and some trial and error I learned a lot more about sex. But years later I was single again and that awful biological clock was ticking. My wild friends had all settled down and they were all either in long term relationships or married. Two of them had already had a child and Amber Smith-Watson had just announced her pregnancy on Facebook. I know I'm not ugly, but it really hurts the confidence to be the only spinster in your social circle.

Rob was a guy I had dated a few times previously before he had moved to a different city. I had been rather disappointed when he left because he was handsome, he seemed to be honest, and we got on really well together. There was a good spark between us and his great well-paying job and the expensive car didn't hurt either. The only problem with Rob was that for some reason he really wanted me to try anal, and that was something I wouldn't even consider. Anyway, almost a year after he had left Rob turned up at my shop unannounced, shortly before closing time one Friday. It was really busy so we made arrangements to meet at a pub later that evening. As we sat together over a drink he told me his news. He had been given a promotion and this meant he had been transferred back to town and he had just got back on the previous weekend. Rob told me he was re-establishing friendships. He bought me a couple of drinks, he took me dancing, he took me home and he took me to bed. This wasn't a first for us, but it was the first time that we actually slept together and woke up in the same bed. When we woke up we made love again. I'll dwell on that nice happy thought while Tony continues the song.

Stretch my tight puckered hole, with your insistent pole,
Such a persuasive man with a back door resolve.
Yes somehow he conquered my fear,
And he finally plundered my rear.

Rob and I soon became an item. I had missed him and he certainly seemed to have missed me. We went to parties together and I even moved some important girly things into his bathroom because I was staying at his place every weekend. We talked seriously about moving in together. To tell the truth I quickly realised that finally I was in love. My friends were all more than a little bit jealous too, Rob had the looks, the style, the personality, well he pretty much had it all. I was thinking of marriage, and I decided that if he asked me I would accept. But then what he did ask me for was anal sex, and I told him I would think about it. This surprised me. I had always just said no, but to be fair I had never been this infatuated before. Rob was loving and attentive, that is for sure. He regularly gave me flowers, and on my birthday he gave me a beautiful diamond necklace. It was about two months later, in the week before his birthday, and as we were having dinner at a lovely French restaurant, that I finally gave in and with some trepidation I promised him a very special birthday treat. I never really considered the consequences beyond the act itself. Go on Tony, tell them.

Sun rise, this is the first day that I'll ever be,
Walking so tender, I sit carefully.
But it brings to my eye a large tear,
'cos he did what he did to my rear.

I have never in my life felt anything quite that painful, and not only did it hurt dreadfully at the time, but it also ached all through the next day. Walking was painful, sitting down hurt and don't even think about talking to me about going to the toilet. That day I almost swore off solid foods for good. Rob, of course, was well satisfied, and he treated me tenderly all day. Even so, I can't see me ever agreeing to endure that agony again.

But Rob is handsome, charismatic and quite well off. I wonder...

Take a condom or two, and tube full of lube
Stretch my tight puckered hole, with your insistent pole.....

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