Hot porn star Ginger washes my face with her cunt and rides me reverse cowgirl style.
27. Ginger Takes Me For A Ride
I had decided to move on from paradise. I felt the urge to explore new places, new experiences, new people. But first I wanted to sample the wares of those I was leaving behind. Once more, just for posterities sake.
It was approaching dinnertime. My earlier gyrations with Carrie and Celine had left me famished. I opted to visit the on-site restaurant, knowing that Carrie would be there. Carrie was my conduit to Ginger, my next target.
When the bell rang as I opened the door, Carrie looked up. A broad smile stole her face. I sat at the bar and she came rushing over. After our quickie fuck at lunchtime, she still had a satisfied, appreciative twinkle in her eye.
"Welcome back, Sailor!" she said with much enthusiasm. "Our visit at noon certainly did wonders for my mood. Everyone's asking if I got a pay raise or something. Thank you."
I smiled back at her. "Yes, it worked wonders for me, too. Your, uh, equipment is definitely top drawer. Very nice."
I ordered a sandwich and a beer. When she served it to me she remarked "Ginger's stopping by in a few. She has something to drop off for me. Just thought you'd like to know. Enjoy your meal."
Before long, the bell tinkling indicated a new arrival. Statuesque Ginger entered holding a small cardboard box. Upon seeing me sitting at the bar, the look on her face morphed from mild surprise to genuine intrigue to steely determination. She fixed her riveting stare on me and approached.
"What a pleasant surprise to see you here, Sailor. I thought you were long gone." She perched on the bar stool next to me and placed the box on the bar.
Before I could reply, Carrie came rushing over. As the girls engaged in their back and forth chatter, I finished my meal. I only had one ear tuned to their conversation. I was lost in thoughts of what surprises Ginger might have for me. At one point I did hear bits and pieces of "This will be perfect, thanks ... quickie ... lunchtime ... marvelous." Knowing sighs and a quick side glance from Ginger.
Ginger finally ordered a Manhattan and we sat and talked for a half hour. We kept our voices low so as not to be overheard. Ginger was telling me more inside stories from her active porn days. I, of course, was getting rock hard and wondering how I was going to walk out with a raging boner.
"Ginger, those stories are amazing. In all the years I've watched porn, the thousands of orgasms it's provided, I had no idea of what went on outside of the camera's eye. You've definitely opened my eyes. And whetted my appetite. Any chance we could go to my boat?"
She looked at her watch. "Sure, Captain. My next engagement isn't until 11. We have some time."
"That's great, Ginger. Now, I'm just wondering how I'm gonna walk out of here with this awkward boner showing."
She looked down, gave a loud chuckle and reached over to give it a pat. "No worries, Sailor. If anyone notices, they'll just be jealous, don't 'ya think?"
Understanding the true purpose of this visit, we went directly down below. No need for cocktails and chit-chat in the cockpit. Ever the pro and accustomed to having a film director bark orders, Ginger took control.
"Let's see, Sailor man. So far you've licked my pussy, which was very nice, by the way; you've reamed my ass; you've raped my throat; and I've fisted your ass. Am I missing anything?"
"Gosh, I don't think so, but I don't really keep track. My memory isn't that good anymore."
Ginger chuckled. "Well, I hope that you will remember tonight's episode! Do you have any special requests? Anything we haven't tried? I mean, there is so much available and all."
"I'm pretty much open for anything. I guess I'd like to sample your pussy some. I loved eating your cunt before, but my cock has never had the pleasure."
"Good call, Captain. I have a plan. Get your clothes off and lie down on your back."
She pulled her long, deep red hair back into a ponytail. Then she crawled up between my legs and started with a blowjob to get me erect. It didn't take long and she stopped as soon as he was hard. She climbed onto me, straddling me, with her pussy right over my face. "You said you like oral and you wanted more of my pussy. Well, here it is, Sailor. It’s all for you."
She lowered her pelvis as I grabbed onto her hips. The smell was intoxicating. Her fuckbox was clean shaven except for a sculpted big open V on her mons pubis pointing to her hole.
She held her cunt above my face and I tentatively started licking her slit. As my tongue opened her lips, it found a wet playground. My tongue lapped up the sweet tasting pussy juice and my nose inhaled her tantalizing fragrance.
My tongue instinctively went for her clit. I encircled it with my lips as my tongue stimulated it. Ginger gave me some uhmmm ... oohhh feedback, letting me know that I was on the right track.
After some play time tonguing her pussy and clit, Ginger lowered her fuckbox fully down on my face. She rubbed it up and down, smearing her fragrant juices all around. "I love doing this to men with beards. Your face hair feels so wonderful on my sensitive pussy. You'll have my orgasm in short order, lover."
She continued rocking her hips, sliding her cunt up and down. I did my best to augment her pleasure, desperately trying to mouth her clit. As her movements got more exaggerated, this became impossible. I just held her hips, pulling her pelvis down on my face, as she moaned, groaned and pushed her wet cunt all over my face.
As her movements got more frantic, the juices flowed like a stream after a rain. My face was drenched and I drank every drop like a parched desert dweller.
Ginger, ever full of surprises, then lifted her pussy off my face and slammed it back down, repeating this several times. The end result was a cry of ecstasy and a stream of piss on my face. I couldn't recall if she had squirted before but she certainly did this time. And it was marvelous, sexy, stimulating. Especially her cry of pure ecstasy as she unloaded.
She rolled off, panting and moaning. "My God, Sailor. I don't know what it is about you, but you make me cum like never before. When I was making films, it was all for the camera. There was no pleasure, no joy. The sex was mediocre at best. It became a chore to pretend to have an orgasm. But you ... you ... you get me to cum, to squirt, to get real pleasure out of sex again."
"Gee, that's quite a compliment, Ginger, especially coming from a pro like you. Thank you. I don't think I have any special talents or anything. And, as you've discovered, I'm not hung like a racehorse or anything. I just approach every encounter with a desire to please and satisfy my partner. I guess it's just my vibe shining through."
"Well, you're a pro in my book. You're better than any of the 'stars' I've worked with. It would have been nice to have made some films with you. Shit! There's an idea! Turn our passion into money! I've still got some contacts in the industry."
My laughter filled the room. "Not a chance in hell!" We both lay there, contemplating the absurd for some time.
Finally she offered "You said you're a visual guy, like to watch. And you like anal. Today you want my pussy. How about I give you all three at once?"
Without waiting for an answer, she straddled me again, reverse cowgirl position. She scooched back, putting her used, wet cunt back in my face, as she bent over to suck me up. I spread her cheeks and took advantage, rimming her and planting my open mouth first on her anus, then on her pussy. I sucked some remaining pussy juice and tongued her asshole while she got me hard.
Back in position and without her hands, she wiggled her crotch around until her cunt enveloped my hard dick. She really was a pro.
She started with very slow, even strokes. She was in no hurry and just wanted me to see her twat eat my whole cock, one stroke at a time. It was mesmerizing.
As I was watching my dick slide in and out of her pussy, I noticed that she was flexing her asshole. She would tighten, then loosen it, making it appear as if it were talking to me. With my cock still fucking her pussy, I slid a finger up her ass. "Oh, yes ... that's nice ... extra nice ... use two." So I added a finger and her hips wiggled and her pace quickened.
Now I wanted to watch my dick fuck her ass. So I pushed her hips up and realigned my rod to her asshole. She pushed down lowering herself all the way until her cheeks met my groin. She repeated her technique, slowly and deliberately making my dick appear, then disappear up her skanky ass. She was very aware that my eyes were glued to her riding my cock, watching it intently.
"Enjoying the show, Sailor? Just tell me when you're ready to release and I'll make it happen." I watched and I watched. Her slow strokes felt marvelous. I guess she got bored, because she raised up and wiggled her crotch so that now he was in her pussy again. A few tantalizing strokes, going faster now, and then a switch back to her dirty little gaping asshole.
I was loving this, but eventually all good things must come to an end. I put my hand on her back pushing her forward and tried to pump my hips. She instinctively read my vibe.
Hunched over, her tits pressing on my legs, she started fucking my dick hard and fast with her asshole. Her hips were thrusting up and down like a piledriver. Faster, deeper, harder. Her butt cheeks were slapping against me and she was moaning and panting.
"Yes oh yes ... pound me you skanky whore ... take that cock up your dirty asshole ... take it all ... let me fill you with my hot jism." Her pounding was at a fever pitch as I let go. I pumped both nuts into her ass as I cried out in ecstasy.