When I first was invited to lecture at a scientific conference
in the Caribbean, I assumed that it would be just another boring research
meeting. But since the location was desirable, I agreed to go, and hoped
to enjoy the screnery. It turned out to be better than I anticipated. During
the welcoming dinner, I spotted a gorgeous blond woman from California. She
had an innocent but seductive face, long soft hair, beautifully rounded hips,
and stunning breasts that could not be hidden. Diane was not only gorgeous,
she was intelligent and witty, and had a soft and gentle manner. We hit it
off immediately, and had several conversations, starting with scientific
matters and then becoming more personal. Diane often held my gaze just slighty
longer than normal. By the end of the second day, we had loosened up a lot.
Seeing her in a skimpy, tight bathing suit hardened more than my resolve.
This was enchanced that afternoon as she left the lecture room; she moved past
me and deliberately brushed her breasts across my arm, raising her eyebrows
slightly.
I knew it was only a matter of time before the electricity produced
sparks, but the way it happened was better than any fantasy. Our hosts had
graciously arranged a boat cruise after dinner. We already had enjoy a good
wine, which was later complemented by a few rum punches. On the boat, more
punch was available, along with calypso music and a beautiful tropical breeze.
The music was hypnotic. Diane looked absolutely smashing in a tight wraparound
dress of silky slippery material that clung to every outline of her body,
especially her breasts and nipples. After a rum punch, I looked around for
Diane, but couldn’t find her. I wandered past the stairway to the upper deck
and saw her standing near the railing. She gently took my hand and led me past
very narrow walk around a storage area, leading to a small open part of the
starboard deck measuring about four by eight feet, completely out of sight of
the rest of the boat. She started sensuously dancing to the music with her eyes
closed.
Then came the shock of my life. She reached up to her dress, unsnapped
it, and slowly opened it. Diane was stark naked beneath her dress, except for
her high heels. She tossed her dress on the bench by the wall, leaned forward,
and started to gently and passionately kiss me. Her tongue and lips were
fluid. She rubbed her breasts, then replaced her hands with mine. She slid her
fingers over her clit and into her pussy while still moving sexily to the
music. I quickly removed my clothes and we continued the wild tongue kissing.
Diane took my cock in both hands, slid it tightly against the outside of her
pussy, and started moving back and forth, bringing us both to a frenzy of
excitement. She came with a prolonged shuddering orgasm, and finished by
sliding her fingers into her dripping pussy and rubbing her wetness over my
cock and balls.
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