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Sailing Away
One of my favourite retreats from the turmoil of
today's stock market in the old pearling town of
Broome situated on the North Western coast of
Australia. Nestled quietly amongst the lush
mango swamps of Roebuck Bay, the vast expanses
of red sandy dessert and the serene beauty of
Cable Beach, Broome is a popular holiday
destination for tourists who span a wide range
of cultures.
I have a rustic beach shack close to Gantheume
Point and 30-foot yacht, Botany Bay,
moored close to the main quay safely sheltered
by the anchorage of Roebuck Bay. The best time
and indeed the only time to visit this part of
the country is during the winter months when the
elements of nature aren't tempted to throw the
odd cyclone your way. The temperature is usually
a constant 35 degrees Celsius with seawater to
match and those conditions, my friends, couldn't
be more agreeable. Despite this regularity,
Mother Nature is fickle and the budding amateur
mariner must prepare for all eventualities such
as spontaneous and unannounced storms.
I love the sea and I love sailing up and down
the coast of Western Australia but because of
its sheer vastness and foreboding nature this
section of coastline has wrecked many a fine
ship. In the past, numerous sailors from such
exalted and experienced sea faring nations as
Holland and England have come to blows on the
hidden reefs and uncharted islands that infest
Shipwreck Coast. The inexorable march of
technology has not totally eliminated the perils
that exist and the unsuspecting and the
disrespectful can still easily flounder and
perish. Whilst taking advantage of all the
latest maritime gadgets, I still rely on human
intuition, the 'feel' of the sea, and I
certainly treat the ocean with much respect.
After all to do anything less invites disaster,
just look at the Titanic, in 1912 the
greatest advancements in maritime technology
could not save the 1512 men, women and children
who perished in the icy expanse of the North
Atlantic.
Last August then, I decided to get out of town
for a while and take in some scenery. I was
planning to sail well north of Broome to the
remote but visually stunning Buccaneer
Archipelago and King Sound. Humans have seldom
spent any appreciable amount of time in this
part of the world and it had been on my 'To do
list' for a long time. My companions on this
trip were Walter, my best friend, Teresea, my
song writing partner and the bass player in The
Savoy Swing Katz, her housemate, Jane and their
mutual friend Elise. Our last guest had a thing
for Walt and although he denied it flatly there
was some mutual attraction happening.
After spending a three days in Broome planning
and victualling for the trip we weighed anchor
and unfurled the sails. Conditions were perfect
with the wind happily sending us along the coast
to our first destination, Derby, where we
stopped for additional supplies before heading
out to the wild blue yonder. In keeping with my
history fetish, I had procured a British
Admiral's uniform from the Napoleonic era on a
recent trip to England and during the evenings
would dress up like Admiral Lord Nelson and pace
the decks to the mirth and merriment of the
crew. Walt and I took turns piloting our fair
vessel whilst the girls happily cooked, cleaned
and sunbathed.
The scenery was fantastic with the sea as blue
as the heavens and proving a kaleidoscopic view
of the world that exists beneath that calm
serenity. The many islands that made up the
archipelago, some small others quite formidable
completed a breathtaking vista. Much fishing and
snorkelling were partaken and when the wind was
up we'd all have a go at boom netting or bow
diving. Sometimes, the evenings were spent
onboard whilst other were spent on one of the
many islands the punctuated the glassy blue and
each night showcased the brightly lit immensity
of the cosmos.
As can be expected much alcohol was consumed and
with three hot chicks and two over-sexed guys
the atmosphere was very much erotically charged.
Teresea is a true blonde, while Elise is
strawberry and Jane a fiery redhead. All three
are built for hot action and, being well aware
of this, love to exhibit their assets at every
available opportunity. This trip was no
exception. All three purchased designer bikinis
that left nothing to the imagination and teased
Walt and I to breaking point. Teresea and I have
a little history, are very attracted to one and
other but have been trying desperately to resist
the forbidden fruit since we enjoy a very close
professional relationship. Although having said
all that we have succumb to our desires and
those occasions have revealed a very tantalising
look at what could be. We all flirted with each
other and to my surprise even the girls were
hinting at a bit of bi action adding further
spice to the trip.
One day we moored off one of the windward
islands that the charts indicated had several
freshwater wells. Whilst not running low we
decided to take advantage of the opportunity and
top up our supplies. Walt volunteered to do the
reconnaissance in the rowboat, locate the wells
and report back. The idea being that we would
establish the shortest route with Walt and I
returning later with the casks to fill up. Walt
loved the rowboat as he was obsessed with
fitness and usually preferred to go on his own
but on this occasion however he appeared more
than happy to accept a passenger, Elise. Teresea
and Jane both made a big deal about this and
teased both occupants of the boat mercilessly.
Against this onslaught there was no reply. I
expressed surprise as well but observed the body
language from behind reflective sunnies and
chuckled to myself. As the rowboat approached
the shore, I observed their progress through my
binoculars and couldn't resist a grin when I saw
them fall playfully in the sand together and
disappear from view. This 'reckie' was going to
be longer than expected, not that I was worried,
time simply didn't matter out here.
I was feeling a little tired and decided to head
below for a short nap leaving the girls to their
topless bathing, music and champagne. I had
noticed some threatening clouds way off to the
west and left instructions to be awakened if
anything untoward happens. Sleep came easily and
deeply but after what seemed like five minutes
slumber I awoke to the sound of running steps
and giggling. Glancing at my watch I saw that
I'd been out for nearly forty-five minutes and
decided to check out the activity in case Walt
and Elise were on their way back. As I walked
through the galley I glanced out of the port
window and the sight that greeted me made me
jump in surprise. I was gazing upon the
spectacular and naked forms of Teresea and Jane
in the classic sixty-nine pose. Teresea being
the tallest was on the bottom with Jane's pussy
and arse clearly in view and she was positively
saturated. From my viewpoint I could clearly see
Jane's pussy spasming and leaking golden nectar
down her thighs. Teresea's tongue was furiously
working on her flatmate's clit. It looked to me
that Jane was very close to orgasm and this I
had to see. My cock was boiling beneath my
shorts and within seconds I was completely naked
stroking my member with slow deliberate strokes,
I wanted this to last. Their cries of passion
were audible and it seemed as though events were
reaching a crescendo. All of a sudden Jane came
and with such force that she shot out pussy
juice hitting the galley window and completely
drenching Teresea. I nearly lost it there and
then but regained control, as I knew that I had
to take advantage of this turn of events.
As I came on deck Teresea was in the throws of a
huge orgasm with Jane feeding off her quivering
pussy. This sort of sight was new to me with the
closest I ever got to hardcore lesbian action
was via the silver screen. Unable to stand it
any longer I suddenly piped up, "Excuse me
ladies is there room for one more?" Expecting a
huge reaction I was mildly disappointed when
they both chimed in, "Uh huh." I knew then that
this was a put up job but that wasn't going to
deter me one iota. The two girls untangled
themselves and crawled over to me; they could
see that I didn't require any preliminary work
as that could wait until later. "Turn around" I
growled at them. They complied giggling and
wiggling their bums at me. As they did this,
their assets being right in my face offered a
sumptuous feast and I knelt down behind Jane and
buried my face in her beautiful arse and pussy,
running my tongue from her clit slit to her
arsehole, coating her nether regions in saliva.
I slowly worked a finger from my right hand into
her sweet pussy while stabbing my tongue into
her arsehole. My left hand was massaging and
fingering Teresea's clit, pussy and arsehole as
well. Both girls were visibly excited kissing
each other passionately.
Jane suddenly spun around and begged me to let
her suck my cock. I agreed and moved onto
Teresea. I know this woman and I know how to get
her off. She loves any stimulation to her
arsehole and so I attacked her puckered opening
with frenzy. She responded immediately and came
over my probing fingers. Meanwhile Jane found my
swollen pole, hard and stiff, she took it deep
in her mouth, swallowing my entire length
easily. She worked me with such professional
skill that, to prevent myself from unloading
right there, I had to think about those
threatening clouds in the sky. But I was
fighting an uphill battle, the twin effect of
Jane's expert mouth and Teresea's responsive
bunghole took me over the edge and I came real
hard blasting stream after stream of thick gooey
cum down Jane's throat all the while screaming
my lungs out in pleasurable pain. Teresea came
again shortly afterwards with two of my fingers
buried deep in her soaking snatch and one deep
in her arse.
After the last wave of pleasure rode over me I
realised I was still hard and blood was still
coursing through my veins. I rose up on my feet
and aimed my slippery cock right into the
bullseye that was Teresea's brown rosebud. She
was tight and wet but I slid in easily with her
arsehole greedily swallowing me. She let out a
long and approving moan of pleasure as I
continued my journey to the very depths of her
bowels. Jane certainly didn't rest on her
laurels and began to massage my balls, rim my
arsehole and play with Teresea's pussy and clit.
Such a talented and professional individual.
Once Teresea became use to my marauding cock I
began to fuck her at a good pace, giving her
full deep strokes into her vice like hole.
Between my cock and Jane's handiwork Teresea
didn't last long cumming violently for a third
time. She collapsed on the deck, falling away
from me on her back breathing heavily.
Jane quickly came up to take her place, she
smiled sweetly, fluttering her eyelids and
asking in her best schoolgirl tone, "Please sir
can I have some now?" Having two stunning anal
loving whores was more than even I could have
hoped for. First though I wanted to experience
her squirting pussy so I motioned her into the
doggy position with her arse to me, I placed my
cock to the entrance to her pussy and thrust
inside. Man, the feeling was incredibly, she was
so tight yet slick and warm. She seemed a little
disappointed at first but quickly accepted her
lot and began to enjoy this pussy reaming as she
realised that I wanted to pound her pussy for a
time. Teresea, half-conscious, must have looked
a little left out for Jane adjusted her position
so that she could apply her expert mouth to the
pink puffiness of Teresea's pussy. And then the
concert of sex began again in earnest. Both Jane
and Teresea came very quickly the former so hard
that I could feel her cunt walls contract so
tightly that I was forced out her cunt. Looking
down, my cock was dripping with a viscous white
fluid that I scooped up and tasted, divine!
Teresea's orgasm did not appear as strong but
she would have been happy none the less. Once
Jane had recovered she looked over her shoulder
at me and begged me to fuck her in the arse. I
eased my hard cock into her hot brown hole but
was surprised at how easily she accepted me. She
let out a long, "Oh yeah!" By now I really
needed some release and was a little less than
my usual considerate self and simply began
thrusting away as soon as I was in, my balls
slapping loudly against her pussy. Jane didn't
seem to mind though and was soon screaming in
ecstasy. Teresea had now regained herself and
wiggled her way underneath Jane alternately
licking snatch and balls and massaging Jane's
clit. As I felt my orgasm building deep within
me, Teresea slid a finger into my own arse and
because of the suddenness and the pleasure I
experienced I exploded into Jane's arse just as
she herself began to cum.
This orgasm was so much stronger than the first,
I guess because of all the extra visual
stimulation, that I pulled out of Jane's arse
and squirted a good few streams onto Teresea's
waiting face. She lapped it up greedily and
without hesitating took my member all the way
down her throat. This intensified my pleasure
but by this time I had done cumming, my cock
deflating but still jumping with electricity. As
we came back to earth, kissing and exploring
each other we heard voices calling off the
starboard bow, "Hey, anybody there?" Our timing
was perfect.
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