I just wanted to check in on you and see how you’re doing. I don’t know if anyone told you but I’m traveling this year, working on a yacht. I’m finally getting to see the world, though I’m not getting paid enough to do much when we have free days in ports. I saw your text come through a few weeks ago when I was near WiFi, but I wasn’t still long enough to reply. Sorry :( I’ll try to plan more down time around WiFi hot spots when I’m off the boat. It’s easier for me to email the way our WiFi access is, so email me if that’s OK.
But anyway, to answer your question, yes, Jason and I did break up and that’s a big part of why I got a job on a boat. I know if I stayed around town, that I’d be right back with him.
But look, I hope this isn’t weird, but I’ve been reading your spicy stories from your webpage and I’ve really enjoyed them. This is so embarrassing, considering. But yeah, I really enjoy reading them. I wanted to share a story with you, that I think you’ll like, but maybe not. I’ll tell you anyway and I may never show my face around you again after this! :)
Since I’ve been alone, I’ve been super horny… mostly from being away from men my age and partly from the stories you tell online. We have a little bit of privacy in our cabins, so I spend a lot of my downtime masturbating. I brought a couple of smallish toys with me since I don’t have a lot of room and I recently decided to buy a bigger toy while I was off the boat and near a toy shop. I have some bigger toys at home but nothing as big as this one. I’d never seen anything this big until a few weeks ago. I was instantly shocked, terrified and wet all at the same time. SO, of course I bought it! :) It has a strap thing and a suction thing on it so it can be mounted to a bed frame or stuck to a slick wall...I guess like in the shower.
Anyway, I got it, put it in the bottom of my backpack and spent the rest of the day touring the city we stopped in and when I got back to the yacht, I hid it with my other toys. I had to work the yacht launch, then party rooms that night and had and early morning so I didn’t get a chance to use it until we were at sea for a few days. Finally a night came where I was off and my cabin mate was working the guest bar, so I knew she would be out of our cabin for most of the night.
I mounted the toy to the bed frame of my cabin mate’s bunk since it is on bottom and I borrowed one of the big exercise balls from our little floating gym so that I’d have something to lay on while I eased this thing in. I knew it would take some warming up and the hard floor would be painful on my knees without something supporting me. Well stupid me, I got too much lube on the toy, on my ass and crotch and the floor and ball. It was a tight squeeze to get the work out ball, me and the toy to fit between the bed and the wall so I was sitting on the ball with the toy pointed up and I was trying to ease it into my ass as slowly as possible, but everything was slippery and the boat went through some waves.
I slipped and the whole dildo went plowing into me much deeper than I thought I’d ever get it to and I got stuck between the ball and the bed. I tried to jump off of it, and almost had it out, but I slipped and was impaled again. I stifled a scream as best as I could and tried to catch my breath. I was in tears, stretched beyond my limit of pleasure and couldn’t get my feet under me to get off of it. I took some deep breaths, and tried to relax and think. Relaxing was not the thing to do. As soon as I relaxed, my sphincter loosened up just enough for a few more inches of this enormous toy to slide in. I could feel the head of it pushing though my colon, through my pussy and pinning me to the ball. I tried to push myself away from the bed to get the ball to collapse some to give me some room but I wasn’t able to push hard enough fast enough and the ball forced me back hard onto the big, hard rubbery cock and crushed my pussy between the two again as it claimed more depth than before. At this point, I was in pain, but the head of the cock hit something just right in me and I groaned and passed out from the intense orgasm and pain.
After a few seconds I came to and my body had taken over and was trying to reject the dildo as best as it could. My asshole was trying to flex open. I was having spasms in my colon and I could feel that my pussy was bruised from the inside. Part of me was miserable, but another part was enjoying how stretched, helpless and full I was. I was sore and since I had such a hard orgasm, I was done with this and just wanted to get off the floor and get a shower. I tried to stand but slipped and fell back bruising my ass and pussy more in the process. I was able to reach up and backwards and grab the frame of the top bunk, with one hand, hoping that I could pull myself up. That only forced the dong deeper and deeper. I looked down and I could see the bulge of its head pushing out of my stomach and into the work out ball. I slipped down again and had another shuddering groaning orgasm. This time, I hit so hard and deep that I lost control of my bladder and I pissed all down my legs. Maybe I squirted, I couldn’t tell, there was just so much. I collapsed onto the ball again and could see my reflection in the wall mirror by the door. My hair was damp from sweating and my tits were bulging where they were pressed against the ball. I rested for a minute trying to decide what to try next, but something inside me got worked up and I found myself grinding the dong. I wasn’t pushing backwards, because I absolutely didn’t want it to go deeper. I was pushing forward, trying to get my clit to rub against the ball. The more I watched myself humping, the more turned on I got. I kept cumming and cumming and the more I shook from the orgasms the deeper I was getting penetrated. The deeper it penetrated me, the more I had orgasms and wet the floor. The thought of someone finding me stuck like this just turned me on more so I found myself in a helpless cycle of humping, cumming, groaning and crying.
I tried to turn around to see if there was anything useful on the bed behind me and I was clawing around blindly hoping to locate anything. All I found was my cabin mates panties. I slammed them down desperately knowing that they were of no use and when I did, the motion and being twisted sideways opened me up for another painful, deep, warm mind blowing thrust from my impaler. I could hear a screaming growl coming up from my throat and knew that I had to stifle what was coming. I clasped my hand over my mouth and could taste the lube on my skin. It was sweet and naughty and I started humping harder from how much the taste turned me on. Again, I was trying to think of a way to keep my groans from being heard and a little monster in the back of my mind suggested that I shove my cabin mate, Rachel’s, panties in my mouth to gag myself. I could smell and taste her on the dirty panties and it was all over for me.
I knew that as much as I thought I’d lost control before, that I was really going to lose it with the panties in my mouth. My hips were thrusting on their own. I had no say in what they were doing. The lube was drying out and I was being stretched from the girth and my sphincter was being pulled out and driven back in with each rotation. I reached back to try to keep it from going deeper, but when my hand felt my little anus muscles gripping the shaft, my body forced itself down harder and I could feel the base of the dong pressed hard against me on the outside and I could feel the friction of the head rubbing me and crushing me from the inside.
This went on longer than I can remember. It could have been minutes or it could have been an hour. I was like blacked out almost, just enjoying the thrusting and stretching. Once I was fully penetrated and only wanting more, I was able to get one leg bent enough so that one foot was planted flat on the floor. I could have stood up at this point, but the new angle brought new sensations to new places so I used the leverage to do as much hard, deep pounding as I could. The floor was soaked, I was drenched in sweat and I finally fell over sideways from exhaustion. The feeling of being so full one second, then feeling all the texture of the 10 inch shaft pulling out of me and the feeling of sudden emptiness made me cum one last, hard, squelching wet time.
This was how Rachel found me: laying on the floor, shivering, moaning, wet and waves of orgasms still echoing though me with her panties hanging out of my mouth. She grabbed some towels, helped me up and suggested that we trade bunks for the night. I had more tiny orgasms from her helping me up, wrapping me in towels and patting the towel around my ass and pussy to help dry me off. I could only whisper to her my weak thanks for her help, my apologies and gentle moans letting her know that I was cumming.
Well, Mel, I hope you enjoyed this as much as I’ve enjoyed your stories. Post it if on your site if you want. I’ll talk to you next time I’m in the states.