Caleb owned a boat that offered booze cruises up the river, in the small town where he lived. He made a reasonable good living and enjoyed all the free time this occupation allowed. Mostly, he did not operate from Mondays to Thursdays, unless a special booking of no less that ten people was chartered. On Fridays the booze cruise left at three in the afternoon, and on Saturdays and Sundays there were two cruises, one at eight in the morning and the other one at three in the afternoon. The cruises lasted for three hours. The boat would chug up the river for an hour and a half, before turning, and then returning back home.
Caleb was a big hefty guy in his mid-forties and stood over six feet tall. His entire head was surrounded by a mane of hair, with a mop of long wavy brown hair on top of his head and a full curly beard below. With his additional abundance of body hair, he had the primitive appearance of a caveman. His rotund face was still handsome, but nowhere as good-looking as it had been twenty years earlier, when he was slimmer and more clean-cut. Caleb preferred to be barefooted and his hairy feet looked like they belonged to a hobbit. His hands were large, rough, and strong.
Although he was married, Caleb’s sex life had become almost non-existent. His wife was a lazy fat frump, who spent all her time watching reruns and soapies on television. Once a week at best, his wife would relent and allow him to fuck her. Her lack of enthusiasm on these occasions was pathetic, and all she wanted him to do was finish as quickly as possible. His right hand had become his consort and took care of his needs, twice a day. The pretty young women that he frequently saw on his boat drove him to distraction. After most cruises, he would pleasure himself, as he fantasised about them.
Since Caleb had owned the boat, he had only been lucky on one occasion, when a young lady who had left her purse behind returned to the boat after a cruise, to retrieve it. Caleb ended up fucking her and although it was a real quickie, he remembered the incident with great fondness.
One Sunday, when the booze cruise had ended and all the people had left, Caleb saw a really beautiful young woman walking towards the boat. As Caleb observed her, he thought that if he could fashion the perfect female, then this woman would be the embodiment of his fantasy.
After introducing herself as Sandy, she asked about the next booze cruise. When Caleb told her that it was at three that afternoon she looked very disappointed, because she would not be able to join in. Caleb was so smitten with her that he instantly formulated a plan in his head.
“Tell you what,” he said. “I have nothing to do till three this afternoon, so why don’t I take you on a quick private cruise?”
“How much will you charge me?” she asked, apprehensively.
“Nothing… It’ll be on the house,” he stated, with a broad smile.
Noticing her indecision he pushed a little harder. “Hop on board; I can’t bear to see a beautiful young woman disappointed. Besides, I even have some snacks for us, which the previous party left behind.”
Gingerly, Sandy boarded the boat. She was slightly wary of Caleb, and the way he looked at her left her in no doubt that she might have to deal with advances from him. Sandy liked bigger and older men, but Caleb was just a little larger and scruffier that she would normally tolerate. Sandy, however, liked having a bit of fun and was not stuck-up in any way. She also enjoyed being a cock-tease and figured that the excursion might be an interesting titillation, for them both.
As she observed the two loungers at the front of the boat as they got underway, Sandy bemoaned the fact that she had not brought a bathing suit along.
“Are you wearing a bra and panties?” Caleb asked.
“Sure, why do ask?” she answered, with a look of surprise.
“Well, all the homes along the river are well recessed from the river bank, and so, anyone watching the boat will simply think that you are wearing a bathing suit.” Then, after removing the shirt he was wearing, he continued, “I’ll also go topless if it makes you more comfortable.”
Sandy observed the bulky chest before her with interest. Large as he was, Caleb was not flabby. Sandy found him a lot sexier without the loud floral shirt that he had been wearing. After Caleb handed her a towel, she made her way to the front of the boat. As she pulled her dress up over her head, Sandy was rather happy that she had chosen a very sexy black bra and panties to wear, that morning. She could see Caleb ogling her as she got onto the lounger.
Standing at the helm Caleb looked down at Sandy on the sunbed. ‘Jesus, will this be my lucky day,’ he thought.
While steering the boat Caleb then pushed his right hand into his shorts and held his large, stiff, uncut knob, in his hand. All he could think about was burying his fat dick in her pussy. He knew that the houses on either side of the river became sparser further up, and also thought about a small, almost invisible inlet, where he could stop the boat for ‘refreshments.’ That’s where he would make his move. Naturally, if she rejected him then he would have to back off. He had a strong feeling though, that Sandy wasn’t prissy and stuck-up. He knew that she would normally not be attracted to someone like him, but figured that the free booze cruise might tip the scales in his favour.
As he watched her he almost convulsed when she removed her bra. Her tits were just perfect. Caleb’s hands itched as he imagined his big paws on her breasts.
‘Oh shit,’ he thought, as he became aware of the large damp patch forming at the front of his shorts. Caleb’s salivating dick was throbbing with horniness.
‘Not much further to go now,’ he reckoned, as he looked at the river ahead of him.
Ten minutes later, Sandy looked around her after the boat came to a halt, observing that they were totally isolated. “Why are we stopping?” she asked.
“Refreshment time,” Caleb answered.
As Sandy got up off the lounger, she deliberated whether she should put her bra back on. ‘No,’ she reasoned, ‘let’s give Caleb his thank you gift for the free ride.’
When Sandy entered the helm section, Caleb had already placed the platter of snacks on the counter and was pouring two glasses of wine. Caleb did not try to hide his tented shorts with the very large damp patch in front of it. In fact, he was pleased as she glanced at the wet bulge. He was laying his cards on the table and wanted to see if she was in, or out. Sandy had not been this close to Caleb before and was rather surprised that she was finding him sexier, by the minute. The bulge in his shorts was also very impressive and she wondered about the beast that the fabric was concealing. She also giggled inwardly about the damp patch of excitement.
After they had both eaten a few snacks and sipped their wine, Sandy asked if she could inspect the wooden steering wheel. As she placed her hands on the wheel Caleb moved in behind her, but without their bodies touching. Next, she saw his two arms move forward around her and also grasp the wheel, below her hands. Sandy also became aware of Caleb’s strong masculine essence and couldn’t believe how much it was exciting her. It was as if some primitive memory was flooding through her arteries, making her feel like she was in a primordial sexual ritual. Her nipples were harder that they had ever been and Sandy had to fight like crazy to stop herself from panting with lust.
Caleb knew that ‘make or break’ time had arrived. Lifting his left hand off the wheel he moved it towards Sandy’s beasts.
After Sandy’s next sigh, Caleb moved his right hand further down and over her panties. As his hand cupped her pussy and she let out a low groan, Caleb had a ‘Eureka’ moment. The butterfly was in the net and he had another three hours at his disposal. There was no need to rush and he knew that he would be savouring this memory, for a long time. Sandy had handed her pussy to him on a platter and he was going to enjoy this conquest, to the fullest. He could sense her sexual excitement as he clamped her body close to him.
Sandy had completely capitulated to Caleb. All her games were at an end and she wanted this huge man to use her at his whim. It felt like a natural order of sorts had been restored, as a prehistoric rhythm pulsed through her veins. She would comply, whatever his requirements, obedient and subservient with his primal demands.
Caleb’s paws were now in full cry as his left hand kneaded her tits and tweaked her nipples. The fingers of his right hand were also being rewarded for their hard work as he felt her panties dampen. No longer able to hold back, Caleb slipped his hand inside her panties with his middle finger located her moist valley of warmth. As his finger slithered over her portal Sandy began to gasp. Next, the curling digit entered her cunt and commenced fingering her feverishly. Sandy’s body was anchored against the wheel by her hands, allowing Caleb to use her as he saw fit.
When a second thick finger entered her cunt and Caleb’s hot hairy mouth suctioned on her neck, every artery in her body began to pump red lust through her body. Caleb’s abusive left thumb and index finger had also begun to tug and pinch her nipples relentlessly, fuelling her passion. Sandy had never felt this kind of arousal before and rapidly began to approach the point of no return. As her rapture exploded she gasped her release. Her shuddering body drove his pistoning fingers into overdrive as his right thumb began to torture her nub, egging her on even further. No further words were necessary as her lithe body convulsed in Caleb’s clutches.
Caleb was delighted that her pussy sprayed its excitement over his hand. After sustaining her pleasure for several seconds more, Caleb released her body and then firmly gripping hold of her panties, shredded them off her body. Next, he retrieved a large sunbed cushion and hurled it on the floor. With a wild look in his eyes, Caleb ordered Sandy to lie on the mattress and open her legs for him. After doing as told, Sandy looked up at him and observed him removing his shorts.
As Caleb’s cock sprang free of its confinement, Sandy was stunned by what she saw. Caleb definitely had the thickest knob she had ever seen, but what made it even more unusual, was the very large mushroom head at the end of it. The uncut dick-head was twice as thick as the shaft and it was almost as if the foreskin over it shone, due to the tautness of restraining its detainee. There was no doubt in her mind that she about to get the pussy pounding of her life.
After Caleb got to his knees, his head zeroed in on her twat. With his hands spreading her thighs to the maximum, he began to munch her cunt like a ravenous hog. The noises from him as he feasted on her beaver were mind-blowing, and when Caleb’s two spearing fingers joined the fray, Sandy was flabbergasted by the rapid approach of her next orgasm. As Caleb’s lips commenced pulling on and tweaking her clit, she gasped and gushed simultaneously, before he swiftly redirected his mouth to lap up her nectar.
Having waited long enough to fuck her, Caleb now moved with speed of a pouncing cat as he mounted her body. His entry into her portal was hasty and Sandy grunted loudly, as Caleb’s knob head-butted its way into her. Her cunt had never before received such a large visitor. Thankfully, Caleb held still once all in, allowing her overfilled pussy time to adjust. As he began nestling his large body on top of her, Sandy watched his hairy wet mouth close on her face. After their lips locked she could taste her own juice, before his energetic tongue began a second invasion of her body.
Confined by Caleb’s weight and with the smell of his masculine essence surrounding them, Sandy could not believe how turned-on she felt. This booze cruise had been a wonderful idea!
Then, lifting his head slightly, he asked, “Are you ready for your pussy pounding?”
“Go for it,” she answered, with mock defiance.
After a brief laugh, he said, “Don’t blame me if you’re sore tomorrow.”
“Do I look scared?” she answered, prolonging the charade.
Sandy immediately felt the mammoth inside her stir, as Caleb’s hips came to life. As Caleb slowly began to gather momentum, Sandy began to pant as her overstuffed vagina got stimulated, as never before. The discomfort was a very small price to pay for the massive arousal she was beginning to experience. When Caleb’s pace really began to escalate, Sandy gasped, grunted, growled, and groaned. Astonishingly, she felt a third rapture on the way.
Finally, Caleb lifted his torso onto outstretched arms and really began to thump her pussy. Sandy shrieked as the next wave of pleasure overtook her. Caleb kept going, sustaining her rapture as he pummelled her for the next two minutes. When he ultimately erupted he let out an earth shattering roar, before collapsing on her. United in post-coital bliss, their breathing slowly returned to normal. Afterward, they had a few more snacks accompanied by wine.
With a mischievous look on his face, Caleb then asked if she was up for another round. Shortly, they were back on the cushion and back in action. As Caleb pounded her Sandy begged him to let her taste his spunk, and before long, Caleb was straddling her body with his hand frantically tugging his dick. To their mutual delight, his knob erupted and gave her the best snack of the day.
In a day full of surprises, another now followed as Caleb again mounted her body and continued fucking her, without taking a breather. Initially, Caleb got into a slow and steady rhythm. There kissing, however, now reached new levels of intensity. Sandy felt swamped by sensuality as their melding faces explored every inch of one another’s head.
With time beginning to run out, Caleb once more lifted his torso and commenced strongly hammering his fat knob into her. For a record fourth time that day, Sandy came as Caleb’s onslaught reached fever pitch. After he had also unloaded, they regrettably had to make their way back to base.
En route, Sandy told Caleb where she was staying and that she would be departing the following day, at noon. He knew the chalets well, and with a naughty smile then asked her if she might forget to lock her front door at around nine, the following morning. Sandy replied that she would definitely forget to lock the door. Sandy then bent down and picked up her shredded panties off the floor. Caleb looked a little embarrassed, but she assured him that the ‘panty episode’ had been one of the highlights of the day. Then she surprised Caleb by saying, that she would be wearing a very old dress that she didn’t particularly care for, the following morning.
As Caleb watched her walking away from the boat, he couldn’t wait for… The Next Day…