A gay story: Unexpected Adventure Pt. 02 I awoke to the sound of the toilet and water running in the head before seeing Adrian softly walk back to bed. “Good morning, Nicki,” she said, “sleep well?”
“Wonderfully,” I replied as I rolled onto my back, staring at her in the morning light. “Have you been up long?”
“Just a little while. I tried to be quiet since you looked so peaceful and I didn’t want to disturb you,” she responded while getting under the covers. “Go wash up and make yourself presentable before you come back here,” she commanded. “You have obligations to meet so don’t dawdle.”
I laughed but did as instructed just to be safe.
When I returned to bed Adrian was sitting up, leaning against the headboard with the sheet only to her waist to show off her lovely breasts, flipping through a yachting magazine. “I could get used to this lifestyle you know,” she said, “I just need some staff to tend to my ‘needs’. Do you think that you could manage that, Nicki?”
“I would be willing to try as long as you are clear about what you want,” I said with a laugh. “You just picked me up and seduced me last night so, aside from knowing your name, I have no idea what your ‘needs’ might entail or if I would even be inclined to meet them. You might be a vampire for all I know.”
“Hmm, you’re smarter than you look,” she replied with a grin. “Lay on your stomach with your arms above your head,” Adrian commanded while pulling the sheets down to allow me to assume the position she wanted before lying on top of me. Once satisfied, she adjusted her erection at the entrance to my anus and then gripped my wrists in her hands. “You promised to provide me with breakfast when you convinced me to remain as your captive on this vessel last night but so far I have not received a morsel of food and my body is digesting my organs.” She pushed the head of her stiff cock a little way into my ass before stopping. “You also ‘viciously’ sodomized me in the early hours of the morning before allowing me to rest briefly,” she laughingly continued while pushing deeper inside me.
“You forget that you climbed on top of me and after having your way with me slept all night undisturbed in my bed,” I countered while stifling a laugh.
“Silence!” she hissed as she pushed her cock balls deep into my ass. “Now you will suffer the consequences for your actions and your insolence.” Adrian began a gentle in-and-out motion while kissing my ear and neck and softly whispering how she was going to enjoy making me her bitch.
Within minutes she was hitting the perfect spot to bring me to the edge and her words aroused me even more. I was drifting away on clouds of emotions when suddenly I was engulfed in a marvelous orgasm with semen pulsing from my penis. Adrian cried out while pushing deep and squeezing hard on my wrists as she came, gripped by spasms that shook her body until she became limp upon my back.
After a few minutes of rest, Adrian rolled off and lay next to me. “And let that be a lesson to you, slut. Now, where is my breakfast?” she said with a laugh.
We rolled around on the bed kissing and enjoying the light-hearted moments that occur in the early stages of a pleasant newfound relationship before we got up and went to the galley to prepare coffee and I assembled the makings of breakfast. Our conversation was easy and light and it appeared that we were able to maintain a good mood from the prior evening’s dinner and afterward. It was enjoyable being with her and simply fun.
After I cleaned up the dishes and Adrian made fresh coffee for us, we went to the upper deck to take in the late morning sun. We had had a great evening, a marvelous night together, and now an enjoyable morning; I wondered where it was going to lead as it seemed too good to last. Adrian must have had similar feelings as it was she who first mentioned the elephant in the room. “Nicki, this has been great, and I had a wonderful time with you,” she said. “It is so easy to relax around you and simply be myself. We clearly have a similar sense of humor and seem to like so many of the same things but I need some fresh clothes, so I have to leave even though I don’t want to. I don’t want to parrot the usual ‘morning after’ dialogue since I don’t think that would be fair to either of us, but much of the usual stuff is fitting here so I will anyway.
“Nicki, I had fun, real fun with you and I would like to see you again if you are inclined to see me. I am not going to pressure you so if you do not feel the same way simply tell me and I will understand. I may hate you and stick pins in a handmade doll before I throw it into a fire but those are details that we do not have to discuss right now,” she said with a slight self-conscious grin.
I laughed at the obvious joke that disguised her emotions and reached for her hand before replying. “Adrian, you are truly unique and I have enjoyed our time together, short as it has been. I feel a comfortable connection with you and I do not want to lose the opportunity to see where it may go if we give it a try. I definitely want to see you again and since you have much more work to do making me your bitch, let’s make some plans while we enjoy our time on the Cape. If you want to get some clothes and come back to the boat, that’s great, or I can meet you where you are staying later today. The choice is yours but I would be happy either way.”
Adrain flashed a big smile, leaned over, and kissed me hard on the lips. “I want you to fuck me until I scream,” she said. “Oh, shit, did I say that out loud?”
“Say what?” I replied with a smile.
“Whew, my reputation is safe,” she said with a laugh. “Okay, then if you don’t mind, I will freshen up and go get some clothes and meet you back here. My place is not as comfortable as this and with my friends due to show up any day it is not how I want to spend our first few days together. There are some nice clubs around here so I think we could have a nice time being around the marina.”
“Sounds great and I will be looking forward to it,” I replied. “I have the boat for a couple of weeks and I want to hear you scream.”
True to our plan, Adrian left and returned late in the afternoon with her overnight bag and all the essentials that she needed for a few days. She settled in nicely, was neat and helpful with the daily tasks, and she had the easy-going demeanor befitting someone sharing close quarters. Within the first day, she knew our neighbors by name and chatted easily with people on the walkway to the other boats. All of this made me wonder why she was not taken by some other guy by now but over dinner the first night she confessed the same question to me. I told her that perhaps I was too picky in my romantic interests and never found someone compatible enough. Then, when I eased off in how I felt, I wound up getting disappointed and hurt. She admitted to being cut from the same cloth and did not want to be hurt anymore. I asked her why she felt differently this time and after taking a minute to compose her thoughts she said, “You appeared genuine when you said that you were concerned about how I would get home after dinner last night and going to the boat the first night you asked me to stay to make sure I would be okay. It was a simple selfless comment but it said a lot about the type of person you are. I felt that you were worth the risk of possible pain.”
“I hope I don’t disappoint you,” I replied quietly.
The second night on the boat we were treated to amazing music and partying coming from the restaurant by the pool so we decided to head over for a drink and a late dinner. It was a relaxed and lively affair with people in beach attire dancing barefoot to Latin salsa music mixed with hip-hop and we happily joined in. It was a great time with a friendly crowd and plenty of free-flowing alcohol to fuel the evening. At one point I had to excuse myself to take a call from my brother who was concerned that I was getting along okay on my own but was relieved when I said that I was having a good time and that I met someone to share the experience. He confided in me that he considered coming back early from his holiday if I was feeling isolated but could now relax when I said that it was shaping up to be the best summer trip in many years. We had a few laughs and he asked that I take care of the boat since it was his baby. Now I knew why he really called and kidded him about his screwed-up priorities which elicited a hearty “fuck you” and a laugh as he hung up.
As I walked back to our table I noticed Adrian salsa dancing with another female, both laughing and smiling. When she saw me she put her hands on her hips and gave me a sexy ‘fuck-me’ look and gyrated her butt in the direction of the other woman who then took Adrian’s hips in her hands and pulled her close as she danced. This show took my breath away and Adrian knew it, giving me a big grin before turning to face the woman and kissing her on the cheek, and then dancing over to me.
“God, you’re driving me crazy,” I said.
“Oh, were you watching?” she replied, and we both burst out laughing.
At this point, a waiter came over and handed us two double shots of tequila saying that they were the compliments of the female Adrian was dancing with, and as we looked over she and a male friend raised their glasses in a toast and finished the liquid in one swig. We matched their action and I asked the waiter to send a matching drink to the woman and her companion as a quid pro quo. After catching our breath for a few minutes, Adrian suggested getting some food before the kitchen closed which we did as we listened to the music and watched the dancers.
After dinner, we headed back to the boat arm-in-arm enjoying the after-effects of a nice dinner, fun music, and good tequila. “That was fun,” said Adrian as we walked.
“Yes, I really enjoyed it,” I said, “I never would have guessed that you were such a great dancer, you are full of surprises.”
“It is a passion of mine,” she responded with a smile. “People tend to lose their inhibitions as they feel the music and you can get close to other people without the intimacy and complications of sex.” I returned her smile and we walked the remaining short distance in silence.
As we got comfortable in bed Adrian asked about the call from my brother, jokingly asking if he was throwing us off the boat. When I said no, that in fact he was concerned that I was okay but more importantly that the boat was okay. She laughed, adding that it was nice he cared about me. I had to agree and said that it was nice she asked. “Of course my dear, you should know that I care about you, too,” she said with a serious note before adding, “Now, be a good slut and pleasure me.”
“Yes, mistress,” I said and slowly leaned over to place some soft kisses on her neck, working my way down across her lovely breasts, her stomach, and abdomen until I took her now erect penis into my mouth eliciting moans of delight as she wriggled in anticipation of what was to come.
After a wonderful bout of mutual gratification, I lay in bed with my arm around Adrian as she drifted off to sleep, feeling a sense of peace I hadn’t felt before, wondering where she came from and how she found me, the person who needed her so badly. “You enjoyed watching me tonight, didn’t you?” she asked softly with her eyes still closed.
“Yes, very much. You are very erotic, and I found it exciting seeing you with another woman,” I said.
“Good, I was hoping that you would,” she replied as she drifted off. With those words, I rolled onto my side and held her as we spooned and allowed sleep to cloud my eyes.
Waking with the first rays of sunlight changing the darkness to the soft glow of morning, I felt Adrian move as she got up and went to the head. When she returned to bed I got up and did the same before resuming our position. I felt the softness of her skin against my stomach and legs as she pressed herself against me and this immediately awakened my subconscious desires, causing an erection to materialize which I tried to subtly adjust without calling attention to myself. Ever so gently, I moved to place my stiffening penis in the crack of her buttocks and between her legs but this movement excited me further. Before long I could not conceal my longing and almost without guidance from me, my erection found its way to the entrance of her anus where it halted momentarily waiting for the slightest pressure to advance its journey.
As we lay together in this state of limbo I became very aroused and wanted her more than ever. I increased my grip on her slightly and felt her body respond to the pressure by relaxing her sphincter muscles permitting my penis to slip into her anus and gently slide farther into her body. Adrian did not react to this penetration but lay there silently without moving, eyes closed as if asleep. Once I was fully inside her I remained motionless while feeling her breathing and the contraction of her muscles gently massaging my erect penis. I focused my attention on my loins and Adrian’s rhythmic breathing and stillness as I penetrated the recesses of her body without resistance.
Several minutes of this tantric bliss brought me to the edge of orgasm and as I tried to gently withdraw myself, I erupted into orgasmic spasms which caused me to pull her to me more tightly than I believed possible and forced me deeper inside her. I buried my face in her neck and moaned in ecstasy as she gripped my arms with all her might and whimpered in delight. Together we shook in reaction to the orgasms we experienced before finally resting limply in our bed that was now damp from sweat.
“I spent a couple of nights on this vessel out of necessity and so far I have been viciously sodomized twice and forced to perform fellatio,” she said. “You, sir, are a brute and will have to suffer the consequences for your actions. You shall rue the day that you violated me orally and anally.”
“I seem to remember one night where my face was in the pillows while you held my wrists and forced yourself on me as well so that makes us even,” I replied.
“I was defending myself when you tried to take advantage of my helplessness,” came the response as she held the pillow to her breast indignantly. “I feel the need for coffee so be quick about it or I will scream.”
“You’re quite mad, you know,” I said with a laugh.
“Quite!” she replied laughing loudly as well.
As we sipped coffee and rocked gently to the waves created by passing boats, Adrian said that she had a great idea to help pass the time after we return from the beach until it was time for dinner. I was intrigued so I asked what mischief she was dreaming up but certainly was not prepared for what she proposed. “Well, I want you to keep an open mind and not dismiss the suggestion until you hear me out,” she said. “It involves trust on your part but I will guarantee that it will be a different experience, something quite stimulating, and you may actually enjoy it.”
“Okay, you’ve piqued my interest and I promise that I will not say anything until you say that you are finished with your presentation,” I responded. “You have my attention so the stage is yours.”
“Nicki, you are an attractive person and I have come to conclude that with a little bit of help, you could be gorgeous,” she said with a mischievous tone in her voice. “You’re slim like me, speak softly, and have a gentle quality about you. These are all positive attributes and coupled with the good looks presented in bikini bottoms, I would bet that you would be ravishing in full make-up with a miniskirt and spaghetti string top.”
I was nearly speechless and wanted to protest against the idea but true to my word, I held my tongue and let her continue after a brief pause. “Nicki, I don’t know if you have ever worn more than bikini bottoms in public but I know that you would be beautiful,” she said softly. “On top of that, you said how exciting it was to see me dance with another female so imagine how exciting it would be to stroll together, holding hands or arm in arm, maybe slow-dancing, while both presenting as female. The people who saw us together would think that we were a couple of lesbians out for the evening while we knew that we were secretly trying to contain erections in our panties. Oh, God, I’m getting aroused already.
“I have everything we would need with me except a wig but some women have taken to slicking their hair back with some gel or wearing a straw fedora, so you could pull this off without one. Plus, imagine how it would feel to make love to me as a woman. I will wager that you will be screaming with pleasure as you cum and I guarantee that I will.”
Adrian took a sip of coffee and waited. I watched her expression and looked into her eyes, the excitement and anticipation clearly apparent, and wondered how serious she was about her suggestion. I admit that I have worn women’s clothing in private and I feel that I look quite presentable, but it is another thing to go out in public, mixing with other people in a skimpy outfit. Still, the thought of walking around with Adrian as a female excited me and I wanted to see what it felt like. Adrian was lovely, had beautiful breasts and a gorgeous body, and had been presenting as a female for a very long time so it is natural for her, but will I be so self-conscious that I make a fool of myself? It is a tough choice but an exciting one as well.
“Okay Nicki, you’re very quiet so what do you think? Do you want to try something different, with the reward being the greatest lesbian sex you could ever imagine at the end of the evening or do you want to settle for the ho-hum life of fast food and falling asleep in front of the TV?” she questioned. “The choice is yours.”
“Adrian, I must hand it to you, you have a way of getting my attention. I thought about you dancing with the other girl and pictured us doing the same thing so I had a hard time moving on from there. Are you confident that I will not embarrass myself if I am out in public in a miniskirt?” I said.
“I don’t know if you will embarrass yourself or not, but it will not be because you don’t look like a ravishing woman,” she replied. “I also don’t want to embarrass myself by being seen with some less-than-beautiful chick on my arm. I do have a reputation after the other night, you know.”
“Well then,” I said, “since we have our work cut out for us this afternoon, let’s go to the beach to relax first.”
“Good idea” she responded, “I need some salt air to get my creative juices flowing.”
A few hours of swimming and lying around together proved to be exactly what we needed. We talked about the evening ahead and I could see that Adrian was looking forward to it as much as I. Adrian told me about the clothes that she had in mind for me and as she did so I formed mental images of how I would look and hoped that I could live up to her expectations. The worst case in my mind would be that I fail to pull it off and we have a good laugh at the silliness of it all so no harm, no foul.
Walking back to the boat I asked, “When did you first go out in public as a female and what prompted you to do it?”
Adrian was quiet for a minute and then replied, “I had left home for college and had a small apartment in town not far from school. It was the first time that I could indulge my inner desires without offering explanations to anyone. I had come out as gay years before and that was not so much of a problem but I knew inside that it was a step on a journey that still had a way to go. After classes and on weekends, I would wear sexy things at home but I hesitated to go outside for fear of embarrassment although I felt that this was the real me. One night when I had grown tired of my double life, I picked out a nice skirt and sweater, pantyhose, and heels, did my makeup, put on an attractive wig, and following a shot of tequila for liquid courage, walked to the local restaurant bar. I was alone and very nervous but I made up my mind and there was no turning back. As I walked the sidewalks, I wished that I had someone to walk with me and have my back just in case my resolve weakened and I tried to run home again. Before long I had reached my destination and I knew that I could not go back.
“I took a deep breath and entered the restaurant which thankfully was not brightly lit and took a seat at the end of the bar. I quietly ordered a drink while not looking at other patrons or meeting the bartender’s gaze. When I did look around I found that everyone was going about their business and having a nice time, no one staring at me or even paying any mind at all.
“When the bartender, a young lady named Sherri, returned with my drink and introduced herself, we chatted a bit and she said that I was very pretty and hoped that I would not be a stranger. She added that the place is a welcoming environment for everyone and she keeps it that way so people can relax and be themselves. I can’t tell you how this made me feel and what it did for my self-confidence. We remained friends and she guided me on my path, giving me strength when I needed it and a shoulder to cry on other times. People like that seem to enter your life when you need support, when things are not the way you would like them to be, and give you a helping hand or a gentle push. After that night I simply began living my life as I wanted and everyone else be damned.”
As we arrived at the boat, I asked, “Did Sherri know about you then?”
Adrian laughed a little and replied, “Yes. Being a bartender, she had a wonderful instinct for people, saw the nervousness in my eyes, and noticed how my hand shook as I took sips from my drink. Bartenders soothe people and she was wonderful at it. I believe that eventually, I would have gotten to the same place I am in today, but Sherri made the journey so much more comfortable for me.”
After showering, Adrian started getting me ready for our night out. I will readily admit that I enjoyed the attention and pampering as she shaved the parts of my body that I had not reached before, applied lotion and moisturizer, and got her cosmetics for my makeup. As I relaxed she expertly filed my nails and applied shiny pink nail polish with two coats of clear polish to protect it. The makeup took the most time but she refused to be rushed and the results were beautiful. Finally, she put some gel on my hair and combed it straight back before placing the fedora on my head to complete the look. As I gazed in the mirror I was greeted by the vision of a sexy female rock star, a transformation that I could never have imagined a few hours earlier. She had proved herself correct; I was gorgeous as a female.
“Adrian, I never would have believed it,” I said. “You did an amazing job transforming me and people will be jealous of both of us tonight. You do not have to worry about ruining your reputation being ruined by an unattractive woman either since I am your creation. I feel like the monster to Dr. Frankenstein.”
“I don’t know how long I can keep my hands off you, sexy bitch,” she whispered, “I want you already.”
“And I want you to take me so let’s not delay too long,” I replied.
Adrian put on sheer black lace panties under a sexy black minidress and lace-up Roman sandals. She handed me white lace panties to wear under a white miniskirt with a loose-fitting black spaghetti-string top. I voiced some concern over my lack of breasts and the loose top but she assured me that the look would allow those who see me to visualize the missing details mentally without actually seeing anything. Finishing the outfit were tan leather sandals and silver jewelry to accent it all. With the primping completed, we toasted ourselves with a shot of tequila and stepped from the boat into the night.
I held Adrian’s hand as we walked and watched as everyone who saw us gave us envious stares. I had gotten used to the looks from people on the beach when I walked to the water in my bikini bottoms but this was entirely different. This was a presentation of two young sexy women walking together and holding hands, implying what was to come later. Imagination is a fantastic thing and there was enough raw material on display to allow anyone’s imagination to go wild. We took our time as we walked, stopping along the way to the restaurant and chatting as usual. Adrian smiled as she looked at me and I beamed with pride being with her. At one point, I leaned over and kissed her on the lips and she squeezed my hand to acknowledge my feelings.
Dinner was pleasant and we were at ease in our surroundings but we wanted to go mingle with people so we prepared to leave. When the waiter returned with the credit card he also had two double shots of tequila which he placed in front of us saying that they were a gift from a lady at the bar. Looking over I saw that it was the female that Adrian danced with several days ago and she flashed a big smile as she raised a glass to us. Adrian waived and said that we had to be polite and thank her personally on our way out. I was skeptical and even though I did not want to be so bold with someone whom I had a passing acquaintance with, I agreed and walked with her toward the bar.
The woman greeted us warmly, kissing Adrian and me on both cheeks, before introducing herself as Ali and adding that her friend, a fellow named Rafael, would be back in a few minutes as he went to say hello to someone passing outside. Aside from dancing, Adrian did not have much interaction with Ali before tonight although they acted like old friends, and by association, I was part of the circle as well. Ali latched onto Adrian’s arm and pulled her close, softly telling her how sexy she looked and how much she enjoyed dancing the other night. Adrian leaned in and kissed her cheek, and said how she enjoyed it as well and hoped that they could do it again another time.
At this point, Rafael returned and introduced himself, kissed our cheeks, and asked the bartender for a round of drinks to celebrate our new friendship. Ali told Rafael that Adrian was the woman she danced with the other night and said that I was Adrian’s jealous lover. Rafael said that he could understand the jealousy and added that Adrian should be jealous as well. “You’re such a flirt, Raffy,” said Ali, “can’t you see that they only have eyes for each other?”
“It doesn’t hurt to be sociable, my dear,” he responded while rubbing my back unashamedly and laughing.
“Sociable my ass,” she teased.
We finished our drinks and were getting ready to leave when Ali said that they were going to a friend’s boat at the other end of the marina for music and drinks and that we should join them. Adrian looked at me with mischief in her eyes and said that we would be happy to go but only if Ali promised to dance with her again. Ali jumped at the chance and said she welcomed the opportunity and promised to make it special just for her. With that, our fate was sealed so off we went to get Rafael’s Mercedes for the ride back to the marina.
The boat in question was gigantic and tied up at the other end of the marina, places reserved for larger vessels, those 45 meters and over. As we got closer we could hear the pulsing Arabic music and felt the bass shake the car. This was a party boat and the party was in full swing, with champagne and liquor flowing freely.
Rafael walked us up to the security people at the end of the gangway and they smiled and unclipped the thick velvet rope without a word being said like we were royalty. Ali smiled at Adrian who in turn flashed a knowing smile at me and we proceeded up to the aft deck.
The aft deck was full of people, mostly dancing with some just moving around to take advantage of the proximity to the moving bodies. I felt arms and hands all over and wondered if this is what an orgy felt like. It was not an unpleasant feeling and I could feel myself becoming aroused. Adrian came over to me and whispered, “This is turning me on. I haven’t felt so many people so close in a long time.”
“I feel the same way,” I said. “It is exciting and the music amplifies the feeling, not to mention all the hands and arms rubbing against my body.”
As if on cue, Ali appeared next to us with three double shots of tequila that she handed to us while keeping one for herself. “Rafael isn’t joining us?” I said.
“He is busy at the moment but we will manage without him,” she replied. “To new friends and dance partners,” she said as she downed the shot in one gulp.
“To new friends,” I replied and finished the glass.
“To dance partners,” Adrian said as she downed her drink while looking directly at Ali.
“Okay, my sweet, let’s dance,” said Ali as she took Adrian’s hand and pulled her into the mix of dancers. “You’ll be okay, Nicki, just mingle and smile.”
I moved around the area and had another drink while enjoying the music and the people. Before long, I felt a somewhat familiar hand on my back and turned to see Rafael handing me a double-shot glass. “Let’s have a drink and dance,” he said as he clinked my glass and downed the contents of his. I did the same and allowed him to take my hand and guide me into the mass of writhing bodies where he pulled me close and started dancing, our legs intertwined, pushing my skirt farther up my legs until the upper part of his thigh rested against my genitals. “Ali is right, Nicki, you are a sexy bitch.”
“Not to everyone, Raffy,” I replied as I leaned into him.
After a few minutes, I caught sight of Ali dancing with Adrian not far away. She saw me looking at her and flashed a big smile before undoing the knot of her top from around her neck and letting it drop down to her waist exposing lovely, firm breasts. She stared at me for a few seconds and then turned to focus on Adrian. As I watched Adrian, she locked eyes with me and smiled devilishly. She slowly slipped the top of her dress down to her waist and raised her arms so I had a full, unobstructed view. People around her and Ali separated to give them space and they came together in an embrace while continuing to sway with the music, rubbing their breasts together before wrapping their arms around each other and kissing passionately to the cheers of the crowd.
Rafael pulled me close and kissed me deeply on the mouth and I melted into his arms. I felt his erection press against my stomach and I could not conceal my erection as it pressed against his leg. There was nothing I could do so I just went with it and enjoyed the moment, rubbing against him and kissing him. Rafael was not bothered, perhaps even aroused by my hard-on, and he kept me in his grip. When we did separate, I glanced over at Adrian and saw that she was still topless and still kissing Ali.
A few minutes passed and there was a change in the music which gave me the excuse to move over to the rail and get some air, followed shortly by Adrian breathing heavily from the exertion while adjusting the top of her dress. She put her arm around me and kissed me on the cheek, panting, “I am so hot for you now I can’t breathe.”
“I can’t breathe just watching you. You are the most erotic, exciting person I have ever met and I want to go back to the boat and make love to you,” I said.
“Oh, I believe that we have taken another step in our relationship. You want to make love to me as opposed to sodomizing me or fucking my brains out so I must be special to you,” she replied.
“You are and I believe that you know it,” I said.
“And you are one sexy bitch, especially in a tight miniskirt” she replied.
“That was the third time I have been called a bitch tonight and I am not sure I appreciate it,” I said.
“How about if I say it with my cock in your ass?” she replied with a serious tone.
“That certainly would be different,” I said. “Now, will you take me back to our boat and fuck me?”
“Ask nicely, bitch,” she responded with a laugh.
“Please,” I said in a whisper.
“Good girl,” she replied and kissed me on the lips.
We said our goodbyes to Rafael and Ali, thanking them for the invitation to this get-together and the drinks. They made light of it and we hugged, Ali kissing Adrian passionately on the mouth and Rafael kissing me passionately on the lips as well. They are a unique couple but then again so are we. As we walked back to our section of the marina, I told Adrian that Rafael knew I was a man because my erection was rubbing into his leg. Adrian laughed out loud and then said that Ali knows the same about her and she knows the same about Ali. I stopped walking and stared at Adrian and we both laughed so hard we could not stop for several minutes.
We arrived at the boat and went below to wash up before getting into bed. Adrian curled into my arms and kissed me tenderly. “Nicki, this was a wonderful evening and it meant a lot to me. You are a special person and very special to me. Promise that you will never change.”
“I will do my best if you promise to do your best to remain as you are,” I said. I rolled over on my elbows and kissed Adrian’s neck, hearing the quiet moan of pleasure escape her lips. I worked my way down to her breasts, teased her nipples with my lips and teeth, and went on to her stomach which brought louder moans. When I reached her abdomen she started squirming and her hands gripped the sheets. As I licked her penis and testicles she was writhing almost uncontrollably and moaning loudly, calling me a fucking bitch for torturing her but when I stopped she called me worse things. Eventually, I took her cock in my mouth and gently caressed it with my lips and tongue until she could take it no more and exploded hot semen into my mouth. She held my head while forcing her penis into my throat and telling me to suck her clit until she tells me to stop, which mercifully only took a few minutes.
As Adrian remained on her back, limp on the bed, I softly applied some lube to my stiff dick and then reached my arms under her knees to bring them to my shoulders. I leaned forward to place the head of my cock against her anus and waited while it gently began to enter her. Adrian kept her eyes closed while moaning softly and telling me that I was a rotten bastard for sodomizing her after she was so nice to me tonight. I quietly reminded her that she forced her dick down my throat and ejaculated into my mouth, calling me a fucking bitch in the process but she casually said that’s exactly what she meant. “Such niceties are reserved for special people,” she said.
“And so is this,” I replied while pushing my dick gently into her ass until it was entirely inside her. I began rhythmically moving in and out for a very short time and experienced an intense orgasm that made me cry out and hold her tightly. She held onto me as well and moaned loudly in ecstasy.
I rolled off her and cradled her in my arms, feeling moist tears on my shoulder. “Are you okay, Adrian?” I said with concern. “Is everything all right?”
“These are happy tears, Nicki,” she replied. “I don’t want to wake from this dream to go back to a life without you.”