“Well, I don’t have any oil, and if you’d ever attempted to fuck in water before, you’d know that the endeavour is ridiculously difficult.Surprisingly dry, as a matter of fact.”
This was news to me.I’d had romantic notions of being tupped in a pool or the ocean, and now that was ruined.
“Oh,” I said, sounding so disappointed.
“Look, just rest your head on the rock and relax.You’ll like this, and the result will be almost the same.”
“At least the monkeys are quiet.”
“For now.”
I chuckled as Dinesh put a hand on each of my buttocks and shoved me so I moved against the rock, causing a loud groan to escape my lips and stifling my amusement.I gasped.
“Fuck.”
Dinesh used his thumbs to spread me wide, and made a sound in his throat that sent a jolt through me.
“Look at that pretty pink hole.”His tone was reverent.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, feeling so vulnerable and cared for.
“So clean and waiting for attention.”
“Yes.Yes.”
The water surged again and Captain Martin bent to run his tongue along my exposed crevice with lazy enjoyment.
I cried out, my hands splayed on the rock, my eyes closed, my entire being focused on one quivering spot.
Dinesh slavered over me, the water around us splashing against the rock as he shifted his body to get at me at a better angle.I was a limpet, clasping the rock and riding the waves as Dinesh assaulted me with tenderness and persistence.
My breaths stuttered into the warm air, the cries of birds and beasts in the nearby canopy giving the experience a transcendent quality.
He backed off for a moment, the sound of slurping coming to me.
Oh God, oh God.
In a moment, his wet finger tickled my rim and pushed inside, making me cry out again and almost sob with longing.
“Fuck.Fuck.”I muttered, my voice guttural and greedy.
“There’s my good lad.I want you to spend on this rock whilst I finger you,” he said, turning and twisting his finger, pulling the digit out and shoving it in, playing me like a strange instrument.“Then I’m going to finish all over your pretty back and bottom whilst you recover.”
I writhed and groaned, a puppet to his whims.He used his tongue to tease me where his finger lodged and rubbed the spot inside me that worked as a matchstick, igniting my entire body and transforming me into a babbling idiot.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” I cried, my cock frotting against the smooth side of the rock, a slave to his profane manipulations.
“Spend for me.Now.”Dinesh murmured, thrusting, and twisting his finger, my cries echoing in the air.
“Ohhh.Fuckkkk.”I finished copiously as the captain kept up his actions, milking me of everything I had, until I collapsed against the rock.“Jesus fucking Christ.Oh my God.You animal.”
And then he was on me, his prick rutting against my hip, as he culminated with a cry, and his forehead dropped to my shoulder.
The monkeys shrieked and cried as if they were responsible for our successful coupling.
“Those blasted fucking apes,” I muttered.
The captain only laughed and pulled me off the rock, bringing me down into his lap with a splash.He pushed the still-damp hair from my forehead and kissed me, then pulled back.
