Party for Three (3 page)

What was he waiting for?

Couldn't he see what she wanted?

Wasn't it what he wanted
too? Sherry felt a wave of disappointment as he turned his back on
her, and motioned back towards the massive white sail boat
named
Music Maker
. "Have you seen the boat yet? Sean took it out with me the
other day."

"This is about as close as I have been to
it. I can see it is pretty nice, but I have never been on it."

"Let me remedy that. I can at least show you
around the boat. We could probably talk Sean into taking it out on
the river if you want." Alan gave her a little wink as if he may
have meant to do a little more than sailing with her. It warmed her
from the inside out.

She liked the way it made her feel. The way
he made her feel. Like he desired her and like a woman. A red hot
blooded woman.

"Maybe later we could go sailing, but I
wouldn't mind getting a tour of the boat for now."

"It would be my pleasure to give you a
personal tour, little lady." Alan held her hand in his hand
daintily as if she would break.

He helped her onto the boat, holding onto
her waist as if she had a chance of falling, and Sherry didn't feel
like pulling away. He led her to the main door and opened up the
small door. It led to stairs and a cramped but efficient space.

She felt a familiar heat rise through her
body and settle between her legs. It was a tight enough space that
neither of them could walk by one another without touching each
other, without rubbing up against each others body as they passed
one another in the hallway.

Maybe he just wanted a little privacy before
he kissed her.

Her pulse began to race as she heard him
follow behind her He flipped a switch and the interior lights came
on. A click of the latch and she knew the door shut behind her. A
heady satisfaction filled her as she anticipated what he wanted
from her.

No one would know that they had a moment of
indiscretion. No one could see them down here and they would be
ensured privacy now. She turned to him, biting her lip.

"Well, this is the kitchen, and the dining
room." He motioned to the galley kitchen and the small dining room
table. Similar to an RV, she was sure the dining room table could
be made into an additional bed.

"Very nice." She purred and set down her
drink on the table, turning her back on him.

"Mmm hmmm." Two strong arms wrapped around
her middle and she felt his teeth on her earlobe. His hot breath
caressed her skin as he spoke, raising tiny goose bumps on her
arms. "The perfect place for a little snack."

"Alan!" she laughed out, but she just held
his arms in place, encouraging him to come closer. Alan's body
pressed into hers, and his hard-on pressed against her backside,
causing a needy ache to invade her body.

"This door leads to the bathroom." With one
hand he opened a wood paneled door, allowing her to see the cramped
space inside.

Sherry peeked her head into the small space,
"Tiny. It's about as big as an airplane bathroom."

"Just about, only you don't get into the
mile high club for doing it in this bathroom." He teased.

"I didn't think it was possible to join that
club. Those bathrooms are way too small for two people."

"Oh, it's possible. Care to try it?"

Sherry took one long look at the bathroom
before glaring back at him. Was he serious? In there?

Yep. He was serious.

"You sound experienced."

"I am."

He sounded too damn confident. Sherry let
out a snort and then covered her mouth in embarrassment. "I think I
prefer a bed to a bathroom."

"That can be arranged too." He purred.

An erotic thrill swept through her body
leaving her feeling a little weak in the knees. Good thing he still
had his arms around her.

Only one more door left. It had to lead to
the bedroom. She was gratified to see the large bed overpower the
small room as Alan opened the door.

"Your bed awaits my Dear." He said gallantly
as he guided her into the other room. A wall was paper thin and the
only separation from the rest of the boat, but they were so far
away from the rest of the party that it didn't matter. They had
more privacy than they needed here for a lovers tryst.

"Oh yeah? Are you such a good lover
then?"

"Why don't you find out? I have been told I
make a very good lover. One of the women I have been with said I
was the best lover she has ever been with."

Sherry unhooked his arms from around her. So
many emotions went through her, self doubt, second thoughts, and
yet she still wanted to throw caution to the wind and just fuck it
all.

No—fuck him. She just wanted to fuck
him.

Sherry kicked off her shoes and crawled onto
the bed giving Alan a good view of her backside, if he was lucky,
he might have even caught a glimpse of her panties. The red thong
that she had already creamed with her own slick desire. But he made
her this way, he was the one who got her all hot and turned on.
Didn't he deserve to get something?

Sherry turned over on her back, propping
herself up on her arms, she gave him an invitation to play. She
licked her lips in anticipation, wanting to do much more than that
to him when he gave her the chance.

A hungry look crossed his face, and for one
moment she doubted if he would join her on the bed. He hesitated
for a moment. Then he turned his back on her, but then the warm
sexual satisfaction returned as she heard him shut the door and
lock it behind him.

Alan had no intention of leaving her like
this.

Alan stalked her like a predator, coming
ever closer, until he crawled on top of her body. Angling one leg
between hers, he rubbed his thigh against her inner thigh as he
bent low and took her mouth in a passionate kiss that made her want
to take all of him into her. She wanted everything he had to give
and damn but she wanted to feel something against her clit. She
began to rub frantically against his body searching for some kind
of relief to the growing aching need inside of her.

His hands were callused but they felt soft
against her skin as he caressed her thigh, his hand reached under
her skirt and tugged at her lacy panties. She didn't wear them
expecting anyone to see them today. She just wanted to feel sexy
and the black dress did that for her, but the matching underwear
set made her feel a heady kind of sexual power. Irresistible and
sexy in her own right.

He growled out his approval of her choice of
underwear as he pulled them down around her ankles. With both hands
he pushed her skirt higher and gripped her butt cheeks in both
hands, pulling her onto his body.

Sherry let out a wanton moan of desire and
worked her hips against his. He was so hard, and so close to her,
she couldn't stop her body’s natural response to his body, rubbing
her clit up against his body, surrendering herself to him.

Nothing had ever felt so right.

He was like an animal the way he took her in
his arms, biting at her neck, he freed her chest from her dress and
her bra. He cupped her breasts and played with her nipples before
taking one nipple in his mouth and sucking.

Sherry let out a wanton moan as she felt a
pressure in her chest work it's way down her body to rest between
her thighs. She could feel her body’s natural response to his body
as he worked the nipple in his mouth. His leg between her thighs
was not enough for her as she ground herself against him
frantically. His hand cupped the apex of her sex. Two fingers
rested at the edge of her silky wet entrance and the palm of his
hand was on her clit. Slowly, two fingers worked his way in and out
of her, raising her to a level of heady desire she had never felt
before. She felt like an animal, almost unaware of what she was
doing, pushed to the brink of an erotic adventure she didn't want
to end.

Most of the time, she chose safe men. Men
that didn't make her feel this way and men that liked it one way in
bed.

The missionary position.

She certainly never did this. She was never
reduced to begging to be fucked, but that was what she wanted, to
be taken like an animal and just feel his body pounding against
hers. Thrusting

into hers.

Suddenly her body shuddered and she let out
a moan. His pulse was fast in his chest, and the musky scent of sex
permeated the air.

"I want to feel you inside of me, Alan."

"Are you sure that is what you want
Sherry?"

Sherry ground her pelvis against his hard
cock, her voice was raspy, "All of you."

"Show me." He said in a silky voice. She
looked at him curiously, not quite understanding what he wanted
from her. Then he got up from her body and just stood there looking
back at her. "Show me how much you want me. I want to see you touch
yourself. Show me where you want me to touch you."

She understood exactly what he wanted. It
felt a little awkward at first, being so open to him, but he had
already seen most of her, he already knew her body intimately and
she wanted to know the rest of his body. She had never done this
for anyone, and yet she wanted to do it now.

She raised her knees up as she spread her
legs wide, letting him see how nice and clean she had shaved
herself that morning. He already knew, he felt her with his hand,
but he had not seen her, until now. She brought her index finger to
her lips and sucked the fingers before slowly caressing her neck
and dropping down to her chest, running her fingers over her
breasts, circling her nipples, and pinching them slightly.

"That's it Baby. Show me what you want me to
do to you."

A wicked grin crossed her face and Sherry
wriggled her hips, as she opened her legs wider, one hand spread
the lips to her pussy and with her other hand, she touched herself,
working her clit with a pleasure she would not deny herself. She
began to work faster, and she arched her neck back breaking eye
contact with her lover. She wanted to feel him between her thighs,
not herself. Sherry was beginning to wonder what might push him
over the edge. What would bring him back to bed?

"You want to know what I want? I want to be
fucked. Hard. Come back to bed Alan."

She kept one hand on herself still working
her clit between her own fingers. Quietly she brought her wet
fingers up to her mouth and sucked her slick juices off her
fingers.

Alan didn't waste any time, unbuttoning his
pants and discarding them on the floor. Sherry bit her lower lip as
she watched him spring forward. He was larger than anyone she had
ever been with but she was no virgin. It might hurt a little if he
was longer than she was inside bit that didn't stop her from
wanting all of him.

Carefully he repositioned himself on top of
her, spreading her legs with his knee. He kissed her, chasing her
tongue with his own, lightly sucking and then he retreated forcing
her to pursue his wicked tongue.

He reached down, feeling his way down her
body, until his hand rested on that wet spot between her legs. She
eagerly pressed up against his hand, rubbing up against him, until
she felt the tip of his cock press against her, and she lifted her
hips high, helping him enter her. As he glided into her, she bit
down on his lip and rolled it between her lips sucking slightly. He
was big, and having him fill her eased some of that carnal hunger
she felt.

Her arms involuntarily wrapped around his
back side, her nails raked across his back as she just let the
sensations fill her body, just reacted to his body and responded in
kind to his fevered thrusts.

She closed her eyes in ecstasy, feeling that
she was on the edge of a cliff, and if she could just get pushed
over the edge, she would orgasm. "Ooooh, just give it to me
baby."

"You like that?" He hardened inside of her,
sensing her arousal.

He grabbed the cheeks of her round ass and
pulled himself into her, burying himself inside of her. He filled
her to the hilt, and touched the length of her womb.

"Oh Alan!" Her body stiffened under him as
she climaxed spiraling in a dizzy spiral of desire and lust. Her
lips tingled in the aftermath of her climax. But he had not come
yet, and he was still reining in his control, keeping a steeled
composure over himself. He moved in and out of her slick opening
before withdrawing completely. He did a pushup

over her body, leaving her cold.

Sherry gasped in surprise. He wasn't
planning on finishing inside of her?

"But you didn't—"

"Shhh. It's okay. Close your legs Darling."
He said silkily.

Sherry obediently did as she was told, and
closed her legs tightly. He laid on top of her once more, his cock
pressed tightly against her legs, and he began to slide against
her, in a steady rhythm right onto her swollen nub.

"I like the way you feel inside of me. So
hard. So hot." She rasped out.

"I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you
Sherry in that sexy black dress of yours." He grunted out. "It
barely covers those pretty little panties of yours. It made me feel
like an animal I wanted to rip them off of you and just fuck you on
the patio." He said as he pushed the material even higher on her
stomach. It was only a few more of his gliding strokes before he
came on her. His milky seed spilling onto the lips of her pussy and
spurting over her belly. He lay there like that with her for a
moment before rolling off of her and looking for something to clean
up with. He managed to find a towel that was neatly folded in the
chest of drawers and cleansed her body from the sticky liquid.

Sherry wasn't through lingering in bed. She
didn't feel ready to go back to the party yet. Before he could mop
up all the seed, she used one finger to swipe it and brought it to
her mouth sucking all the juice off, tasting a musky mix of herself
and him. She wouldn't be denied her enjoyment of this.