Love Boat (part 2)

During my shower I noticed that my penis was somewhat tender,

especially around the tip, my foreskin was red and also sore, this was of
course due to the abuse it had had the night before, as I reflected upon
what had happened a few hours ago, I couldnt help but become erect, I
soaped around my balls and washed my penis pulled the skin back and
gave the somewhat sore bell end a good cleaning, then I just couldnt help
but start to masturbate, even though it was a little tender, it felt good, I
soaped even more and eventually I came, over the shower tiles. I rinsed
myself off and took up the razor, lathered my gentiles and cock, and
shaved around the area, until I was as smooth and stubble free.
I dressed and had a bite to eat, it was 9.30 am now. I headed to the Ladies
boat, only to find that once again, Ailsa was the one who answered the
door, Emma was showering. I said that I would move off, and we could
perhaps meet up again this evening, she agreed, and I left.
I cruised all day, until around 4.30 pm, when I came across a very quiet
mooring, overlooking fields and a splendid view of a village nestling in a
valley. I tied up, took out a fold up chair, took a beer out of the fridge, and
sat contemplating the day, and what was to become of the night, around
6pm I heard the sound of an engine approaching from behind me, when
the boat came into sight, I recognised the bows of the Hire boat, the
Ladies boat. A little flutter of excitement ran through my body especially
my loins, the thought of having Emma again, or should I say her having
me, aroused me.
I stood and walked towards them, Emma threw me a rope, and I pulled
them to the side, Ailsa was steering and making it far harder than need
be, but they landed in the end. There was no acknowledgment, wink or
cheeky smile from Emma, just a hello and how was your day! They joined
me on the Tow path, with chairs and a bottle of Vino, we exchanged
stories of mishaps and tight squeezes, narrow bridges, the usual canal
chatter. Emma didnt mention last night, not a hint a side glance, nothing,
so I just let it ride and took it as either a drunken mistake she had made
and something she regretted or she was that drunk she didnt remember
(highly unlikely).
They produced a salad and cold cuts, I of course ate what was offered,
once again the evening drew on, and wine began flowing freely, even
though I had promised myself a dry day! As night fell, and candles were
brought out, we began to exchange stories, stories about ourselves, who
we were, where we were from, personal things, never in the last couple of
days spoken of. Ailsa was single, she had been married but her husband
hide died of a heart attack a couple of years ago, he had left her quiet well
off, due to a life insurance he had, so she had bought a flower shop, which
she ran with her 22-year-old daughter.

Emma was Married (shock, embarrassment) I missed the next few words,
as this sank in. Now I knew why she ignored what had happened. She was
a free-lance book keeper, and this was how the Ladies had met, Emma
looking after Ailsas books. She had two grown up kids, one boy one Girl,
both of whom were making their own way in life, I told them about myself,
and what I did, that I was divorced and had been single for 5 years, a son
of 21 who was doing well in life.
We all once again, and put it bluntly we all got drunk, but I had no
expectations of a repeat performance tonight, and Ailsa wasnt going in,
she hadnt noticed that Emma wasnt in last night, as she had gone to
sleep after her shower and nails, she just stated that she didnt hear
Emma come in last night, as she had really crashed out and slept well,
due to the fresh air, and of course alcohol. The night began to turn cold,
this was noticeable even by candle light, due to Emmas nipples
protruding through her jumper.
Ailsa decided to go in and get herself a fleece, as she left, I turned to
Emma, why didnt you tell me that you were married, you have no
wedding band, she took the wedding ring off, so as not to get it caught or
ruined whilst doing locks! I said that I felt really bad, and that if Ailsa
knew, I wouldnt be able to look her in the eye again. Emma assured me
that, that wasnt the case, and that even if she did know, it was safe with
her. So then why the ignoring it and no wink or cheeky smile. Well she said
I am not a slapper or a tart, so I dont flaunt what we did, even though I
can still feel you then came the cheeky grin!
Poor Ailsa hasnt had a relationship, since her husband passed away, said
Emma, but she does have a toy with her, even though we are at opposite
ends of the boat, I can hear it buzzing away some nights, she smiled
again. Ailsa re-joined us and brought out three brandies, these will keep
away the chill night air, she said and we each took a good mouthful.
My head was a little giddy, and I could tell the ladies were, because they
laughed at anything and everything, glasses empty, candles almost gone,
losing feeling in various parts of my body, it was time to go inside, I
suggested we go in, and Emma said yep, Im ready for bed, then she said
to Ailsa, why not go have a night cap with Dave, he has a very nice Malt,
to my surprise Ailsa said, sounds like a plan, are you coming Em she
replied? No said Emma, I could do with an early night.
With that Emma went in, Ailsa and I walked up to my boat, I opened the
door, and she stumbled on the step as she entered, tripping unladylike
into my boat. I stepped in and helped her to her feet, she took in her
surroundings, and said, Em was right, nice boat but defiantly masculine,
no feminine touch (which made me chuckle inside). I poured her a large
Malt, and we sat opposite one another, her on the chair, me on the sofa,
she asked me what I do for a living, and I told her, I work on boats, repairs

and the like, she was very interested, and we chatted for an hour or so,
and sipped more Malt.
Her hair glowed red in the subdued light, and her eye makeup really
suited her cat like eyes, I just couldnt help it, I stood, walked the two
paces towards her, she offered me her glass, and I took it, but instead of
filling it, I put it on the table, turned and helped her to her feet with both
her hands in mine. Are you kicking me out she said, well, that depends if
you want me to, I retorted. I could see her contemplating the question,
and then she said, what would happen if I decided to stay, I took her
pretty face in my hands, and kissed her gently on the lips for a good few
seconds, finishing with a little lick to her top lip.
She pulled her head back, and looked me in the eyes, it has been a long
time for me she said, and then she returned the kiss, exactly the same.
Then we just fell into each other and, she was a forceful and deep kisser,
she had a lot of passion to get out, and it felt like she was going to get it
all out in a very short period of time, she was breathing heavy within
seconds, and her body was pushing into mine so much, that I was
stepping backwards, I ended up against the cabin sides and a port hole. I
parted from her lips and instead began to kiss and tickle her neck with my
tongue, she squeaked, yes she squeaked, a high pitch squeak, and then
said, I love my neck kissing, I continued to please her, her hands went for
my jeans, she was obviously aware of the penis pressing against her leg,
she put her palm against my penis and cupped her fingers under my balls,
my god she said, you are happy to see me, and tittered. As she started to
open my fly, I stopped her, I took hold of her hand, and put it on my
shoulder. Not yet I said.
I opened the fleece zip, and she shrugged it off of her shoulders, her blue
blouse was open to the top of her little cleavage, so I unbuttoned it the
rest of the way, just four buttons, and then I saw what she had on, as the
blouse hit the floor, joining her fleece, her blue sports bra was visible, it
was tight, I reached around the back and found the catches, fumbling a
little with this bra that was new to me, she put her hands around her back,
there is a knack, she said, as this slipped from her shoulders, I took a
breath, she wasnt as flat chested as I had thought, she had a lovely pair
of boobs, and Bright pink nipples, not as big as Emmas but they were
erect, hard and oh so lovely, I could make out that she had freckles on her
shoulders and across her boobs..
I took her hand, and led her to my bed, I put the wall lights on, and turned
off the overhead lights, she was Gorgeous. I sat on the bed, and undid her
jeans, she strode out of them, she was wearing high sided V shaped
knickers, also blue. She fell on top of me, and we began to kiss deeply
again, her breathing was fast, as was mine, I could feel her heart
pounding through my chest, she was kissing me so hard and deeply,
breathing only through her nose, I felt every hot exhale on my cheek, my
penis was erect and throbbing, I didnt think that I would last long, she

was turning me on something terrible, she was grinding my crotch as we

kissed, rubbing up and down me with her groin. She was slim, so I could
feel every bone she had against me.
She pulled my shirt over my head, and saw my hairy chest, mmmmm she
said, I love hairy chests, and ran her fingers through it, squeezing her
finger together and combing the hair. Then she guided her palm over my
nipples, and once again that reaction caused a smile, my God, are your
nipples that sensitive she said, Oh God yes I replied, so please be gentle.
That makes a change she said, usually the woman saying that. As we
were kissing (and this Lady could kiss for England) I slipped my hand
under her knickers and squeezed her tight little bum, she sighed at that,
and I slipped a finger between her cheeks, she gave a bigger sigh at that,
I rolled her onto her side, and went down onto her lovely pink sweet hard
nipples, flicking them with my tongue, she was defiantly a noisy lady, she
let you know when she was being pleasured, as I attended to her breasts
and nipples with every trick I knew, my hand slipped into the front of her
Knickers, she gave a jolt and a thrust, and the loudest sigh I have ever
heard.
As I began to investigate her totally naked, waxed Pussy, (it was more
nectarine than peach it was that smooth) she began to give little convulse
movements, little jerks and thrusts, along with the sounds she was
making, it was hard not to giggle, but I managed not to, I put my fingers
on her lips and parted them, two things happened, she gave a scream and
juices poured out. I began to masturbate her pussy, she was thrusting that
much that my mouth kept loosing contact with her hard erect nipples, So I
went up gave her a long deep kiss, and then descended her body, which
was now wet with perspiration, shining in the light.
Kissing all the way down, she gave so many sighs and twitches it seemed
like her body was being nettled. I arrived at her knicker band, and I could
smell her juices, my fingers were soaking, I slipped her knickers off, and
she wiggled them from her feet. I lay her on her back, but as I did so, her
hand came down onto my jeans which was still wearing, she undid the top
button and said, only fare, or are you shy, I stood up, and undid the rest of
the buttons, my penis was upright, peeping over the top of my trunks, the
foreskin visible against the pressure of the elastic waist band. Nothing to
be shy about there she said and she knelt up put one hand on my chest
and started stroking it, as the other hand cupped my balls through my
trunks, she squeezed a comfortable squeeze and kept releasing and
squeezing them as she stroked my chest, our mouths met, and tongue
licking began, then she took hold of my penis and just held the shaft tight
in her little hand, she tugged at the waistband, and I removed my trunks,
free at last.
My Penis was so hard, my balls tight, she watched it as she slid the
foreskin back and the throbbing tip emerged all pumped up ready to
burst. She rubbed the pre-cum into the tip and then down the stem and

into my balls, she started to masturbate me and it felt so good, one hand
cupping my balls and the other jerking me off very slow and deliberately,
she was watching it all the time, really enjoying the site.
I had to stop her again, I felt the surge and that taste one gets in the
mouth, I said, Ill cum if you keep that up, she smiled and said, so, then
you can tend to my needs until your ready again. She kept these slow
deliberate movements up, and held my balls, squeezing them in time to
the slow motion of my masturbation, she pulled the foreskin back slow but
hard, a long way back, every time she did, I winced, she looked me in the
eyes and smiled.
She leaned forward and went to lick the tip, you look sore there she said,
have you caught it in the zipper or something, like its been rubbing on
something? yikes I thought, if she only knew. No probably as I dont wear
undies with my shorts, may have been rubbing, but its ok. I will kiss it
better she said, and with that kissed the tip, oh your naughty man, as a
bead of cum immerged, your fault I said, and with that she licked the tip
again, and as she did so she gave it a tight squeeze, needless to say,
another, larger bead of cum appeared and began to run down the stem,
she stopped it as her hand was wrapped around my shaft, and used it as
lubrication in the movement. Her head went forward and she took the
throbbing head into her mouth, and bobbed her head up and down on it,
still with the slow movements, and the ball squeezing, it wasnt long,
standing in front of her and watching this scene before me, I tensed, my
breathing went mad, and I felt the surge begin, she moved her head
away, and the hand movements quickened, full force now Back and forth,
she was pumping my balls at the same time, and then it happened, I
came, I shot cum over her shoulder, some landed on it, she kept pumping
until I had nothing left, all the time with a big smile on her lips.
I knelt on the bed, shaking a little and breathing like a train under power, I
had cum dripping from my penis, and she still had hold of it, she ran her
palm over the tip, and took away the long drip, and wiped it onto her
nipples. Your turn now, make me cum you horny bastard she said. We
started to kiss again, my cock was beginning to go limp now. I started on
her neck again, and then she took my head and guided it onto her
breasts, you made the mess she said, you lick it up, and she offered me a
nipple boobs pushed together with both her hands, I licked and sucked
them one at a time, and she twitched and moaned as I did so. Then she
took my head once again and guided it to her open legs, I am ready now
she said, eat me, suck me lick me, tongue fuck me, I was a little shocked,
from being a quiet widower to being sex mad. But I wasnt about to
complain, she held my head between her legs, and gyrated on my face as
I nibbles her clit, slipped my tongue in and out of her soaking pussy, I was
buried in a pool of love juice, she smelt really sweet like oranges, infarct
come to think about it, she even tasted a little like orange. She arched her
back as I was busy licking her and sucking on her wet pink sweet pussy,

she said, finger my bum, wet your fingers in my juices and finger fuck my
bum hole. I did as I was ordered, I slipped three fingers into her soaking
pussy, put an arm around her thigh, located her anus and slipped one
finger in, made it really wet, then slipped another in.
I began fucking her anus with two fingers, while sucking and eating her
pussy, I could feel my fingers through the wall of flesh. She started to
thrust and moan, in short bursts, between holding her breath and
breathing fast. She raised her bum and lower back off the bed, and gave a
huge gasp, her anus clenched on my fingers, her thighs clamped on my
ears, and juices flooded from her virgina, they flooded into my mouth,
around my face and down my chin, when this lady Came, she really Came.
Her thrusting was forcing my face harder and harder into her pussy, until
she relaxed, and eased off the grip with her thighs, her anus relaxed also,
and I slowly removed my fingers, and she gave a sight of pleasure as I did
so.
There was so much wet on the bed I reached around for a tissue or T shirt
to wipe some of the wet up, I found a cloth at the top of the bed under a
pillow, I wiped my face, and Ailsa was smiling down at me, she said My
husband would never go near my bum, I have always wanted to be finger
fucked in my bum, and it made me cum so heavy. I know I said, flooded
me, yourself and my bed, she laughed, I wiped her thighs and my penis,
which was now erect again. She took hold of it as I moved up alongside
her, and she just started playing with it, cocked her head slightly, and was
watching it as she pulled it back and forth. Ready again you see, and she
smiled. I tossed the cloth to the side of the bed, next to the pillow on
which she was laying, it didnt clear her face, and a bit of it lay on her
cheek, she picked it up to throw it back in fun, then as she held it higher
she said, these look like Emmas Knickers