JonDLunydyn Parker 2 #6/2
January 8th 2007 19:45
chaper 6 part 2 of book 2 where Lundyn is seduced by the incorrigble pilot of a dirigible.
Lundyn had the cd player working with back ground music of soft jazz. He was dressed in shorts and tank top, which was how he preferred to fly. His amphibian was well moored to the yacht that was sunk below him and his half bottle of Riesling was hanging in a wet towel in the breeze outside the aircraft.
He heard the sound of a small outboard before he saw the RIB coming his way. He looked toward the sound and saw behind the RIB the large dirigible Mother belle hovering at water level. As the RIB came along side the driver looked up at him. She was wearing a light weight pair of white overalls and a peaked cap. Her eyes were hidden behind wrap around sunglasses. Lundyn reached out and took her hand and the dinghies painter at the same time.
“Hi, I’m Lundyn, Lundyn Parker” with his biggest smile.
“Annie, Annie Davis” she held his hand a moment longer than form required.
Annie swung herself up into the cockpit with practised ease and sat opposite Lundyn. When she was sure he was watching her and not fiddling with the lunch napkins she swept off her glasses. A person only has one opportunity to make a first impression and Annie had made it an art form. She swept off her glasses and gave Lundyn a look from her emerald green eyes. Seeing his involuntary gasp, she took off her peaked cap and shook out her long auburn hair. She flicked the cap onto the dining area and undid the zip on her overalls about four inches. This revealed the tops of two sun browned orbs bursting to be completely free.
“This girl is good” thought Lundyn, “she has the confidence and she has the goods. I wonder what I can do with this?”
To Her he said “Welcome aboard Sky Eye and lets have lunch.”
“The Bollinger is on ice in the RIB” she said, “can you get it?”
Lundyn popped over the side and fossicked around until he found a small cooler filled with ice and a half bottle of champagne. He tucked it under his arm and climbed back on-board. Annie had gone through another transformation! A small, ever so small bikini top and a wrap around island sulu in a loud cotton print.
“Not too informal I hope?”
“No” gulped Lundyn, “that’s just fine”
They sipped the champagne from plastic flutes and talked about the weather. Then Lundyn laid lunch out and together they nibbled mud crab sandwiches dipping the edges in a variety of sauces Lundyn had out. Sweet chilli, Wasabi, tomato mayonnaise and a green chutney relish. When done eating they cracked the top off the Riesling and devoured that as Lundyn devoured Annie with his eyes.
“Tell me about your dirigible” he asked to get his mind out of the gutter where it was slipping fast. “How does it stay moored where it is?”
“Computer, GPS interface.” She murmured “also a slow change of weight to gas ratio which is also set on the computer.”
“What sort of gas and what weights”
“Secret” she smiled, “but to be honest I have been at sea doing research for over six months and I don’t want to talk shop right now!” She paused looking him over, “in fact I have had a great lunch, good wine and I don’t want to talk at all.”
“Ahh, a swim then?”
She looked at him slyly and nodded.
With flash she had discarded he bikini top and as she was going out the cabin door her sulu was dragging on the deck behind her. All Lundyn heard was a splash. He tugged off his own tank top and shorts and with an alarmingly erect penis did an awkward dive into the ocean. He allowed the cool water to sooth his loins in his long deep dive. Slowly he managed to calm himself and come to the surface. She was laying back with her arms and legs spread eagled on her back. Her long auburn hair was spread like a copper halo around her head and her eyes were closed as she took in the delicious feeling of freedom. Lundyn’s eyes roved over her thighs, the trimmed fur of her pussy and lingered on her dark nipples with ever so slight goose bumps. “Am I getting lucky or what?” he thought.
Lundyn breast stroked toward her and held his hands under her shoulders and rump, lifting her slightly higher in the water. The sun glistened off the dew-drops of water holding to her soft brown skin. Her body seemed sparkling with diamonds. He took a long dark erect nipple in his lips and twirled it with his tongue. “Lower, much lower,” she murmured. His tongue lolled down her flat belly and around her navel. It skimmed down the valley between her leg and lower belly and pierced the salty lips of her pussy, looking for the tip of her love button. She was slowly stroking toward the plane and as she reached the float, hauled herself up so she was hanging thighs in the water and spread legs either side of Lundyn.
Doing a lazy but efficient treadmill kick he kept his body afloat and reached up with both thumbs and opened her lower lips once again. He reached down and licked and worried her sex until her thighs closed around his head and she began to rock him against her in her love dance. Her juices were pouring over his lips and the taste of her arousal was the sweet juice of life. She shuddered time and again as her lust became satiated. Slowly she let herself slip from the plane float and back into the water, holding her arms around Lundyn’s shoulders and resting her head next to his. Her body was hard up against his and Lundyn was rubbing his arousal on her flanks. She reached down with one hand and gripped his shaft pulling him onto his back, where he floated, quite still as the sun warmed the tip of his penis. She slid her hand over and around his member, softly massaging and kneading till his groans became louder. She slipped him into her mouth and suckled him and as he came she pressed his anus to help his ejaculation foam hard into her mouth. There she held it and when he was relaxed and treading water again she reached out and kissed him, passing him back his fluid. This they practised until there was nothing left but the passionate kissing of two satisfied lovers.
“Now I think I can take you over to look at Mother belle” she said softly in his ear, “I have a really big water bed over there.”
Lundyn had the cd player working with back ground music of soft jazz. He was dressed in shorts and tank top, which was how he preferred to fly. His amphibian was well moored to the yacht that was sunk below him and his half bottle of Riesling was hanging in a wet towel in the breeze outside the aircraft.
He heard the sound of a small outboard before he saw the RIB coming his way. He looked toward the sound and saw behind the RIB the large dirigible Mother belle hovering at water level. As the RIB came along side the driver looked up at him. She was wearing a light weight pair of white overalls and a peaked cap. Her eyes were hidden behind wrap around sunglasses. Lundyn reached out and took her hand and the dinghies painter at the same time.
“Annie, Annie Davis” she held his hand a moment longer than form required.
Annie swung herself up into the cockpit with practised ease and sat opposite Lundyn. When she was sure he was watching her and not fiddling with the lunch napkins she swept off her glasses. A person only has one opportunity to make a first impression and Annie had made it an art form. She swept off her glasses and gave Lundyn a look from her emerald green eyes. Seeing his involuntary gasp, she took off her peaked cap and shook out her long auburn hair. She flicked the cap onto the dining area and undid the zip on her overalls about four inches. This revealed the tops of two sun browned orbs bursting to be completely free.
“This girl is good” thought Lundyn, “she has the confidence and she has the goods. I wonder what I can do with this?”
“The Bollinger is on ice in the RIB” she said, “can you get it?”
Lundyn popped over the side and fossicked around until he found a small cooler filled with ice and a half bottle of champagne. He tucked it under his arm and climbed back on-board. Annie had gone through another transformation! A small, ever so small bikini top and a wrap around island sulu in a loud cotton print.
“Not too informal I hope?”
“No” gulped Lundyn, “that’s just fine”
They sipped the champagne from plastic flutes and talked about the weather. Then Lundyn laid lunch out and together they nibbled mud crab sandwiches dipping the edges in a variety of sauces Lundyn had out. Sweet chilli, Wasabi, tomato mayonnaise and a green chutney relish. When done eating they cracked the top off the Riesling and devoured that as Lundyn devoured Annie with his eyes.
“Tell me about your dirigible” he asked to get his mind out of the gutter where it was slipping fast. “How does it stay moored where it is?”
“Computer, GPS interface.” She murmured “also a slow change of weight to gas ratio which is also set on the computer.”
“What sort of gas and what weights”
“Secret” she smiled, “but to be honest I have been at sea doing research for over six months and I don’t want to talk shop right now!” She paused looking him over, “in fact I have had a great lunch, good wine and I don’t want to talk at all.”
“Ahh, a swim then?”
She looked at him slyly and nodded.
With flash she had discarded he bikini top and as she was going out the cabin door her sulu was dragging on the deck behind her. All Lundyn heard was a splash. He tugged off his own tank top and shorts and with an alarmingly erect penis did an awkward dive into the ocean. He allowed the cool water to sooth his loins in his long deep dive. Slowly he managed to calm himself and come to the surface. She was laying back with her arms and legs spread eagled on her back. Her long auburn hair was spread like a copper halo around her head and her eyes were closed as she took in the delicious feeling of freedom. Lundyn’s eyes roved over her thighs, the trimmed fur of her pussy and lingered on her dark nipples with ever so slight goose bumps. “Am I getting lucky or what?” he thought.
Lundyn breast stroked toward her and held his hands under her shoulders and rump, lifting her slightly higher in the water. The sun glistened off the dew-drops of water holding to her soft brown skin. Her body seemed sparkling with diamonds. He took a long dark erect nipple in his lips and twirled it with his tongue. “Lower, much lower,” she murmured. His tongue lolled down her flat belly and around her navel. It skimmed down the valley between her leg and lower belly and pierced the salty lips of her pussy, looking for the tip of her love button. She was slowly stroking toward the plane and as she reached the float, hauled herself up so she was hanging thighs in the water and spread legs either side of Lundyn.
Doing a lazy but efficient treadmill kick he kept his body afloat and reached up with both thumbs and opened her lower lips once again. He reached down and licked and worried her sex until her thighs closed around his head and she began to rock him against her in her love dance. Her juices were pouring over his lips and the taste of her arousal was the sweet juice of life. She shuddered time and again as her lust became satiated. Slowly she let herself slip from the plane float and back into the water, holding her arms around Lundyn’s shoulders and resting her head next to his. Her body was hard up against his and Lundyn was rubbing his arousal on her flanks. She reached down with one hand and gripped his shaft pulling him onto his back, where he floated, quite still as the sun warmed the tip of his penis. She slid her hand over and around his member, softly massaging and kneading till his groans became louder. She slipped him into her mouth and suckled him and as he came she pressed his anus to help his ejaculation foam hard into her mouth. There she held it and when he was relaxed and treading water again she reached out and kissed him, passing him back his fluid. This they practised until there was nothing left but the passionate kissing of two satisfied lovers.
“Now I think I can take you over to look at Mother belle” she said softly in his ear, “I have a really big water bed over there.”
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