I was in a mega-yacht marina in Miami trying to find my stowaway a new home. Sweet young Vista, an amazingly beautiful and tiny nymph, had hidden on my Love Boat during a stop in the Florida Keys. Much as I found her an ideal sex partner, my lifestyle simply did not admit the possibility of having a permanent roommate.
We had been successful in garnering invitations to a couple yachts. Vista was the perfect bait. Exceedingly beautiful with the most expressive eyes in the universe. Both yacht owners were hot for Vista and, fortunately for me, the second one had been successful. Vista had fallen for him and he had asked her to join him. Eureka! She had to give him her answer this morning.
When we woke up, Vista rolled toward me. Her hand fumbled at my crotch, finding my morning wood. "Oh, good. My pussy's itching after last night's fuck-a-thon. I need this hard rod to scratch those itches." She climbed on top, leaning down against my chest. She kissed me gently and reached between her legs to help him find her cornucopia of pleasure.
Her up and down pumping carried on at a snails pace. I didn't complain because the warmth and the wetness inside her vice-like cunt felt incredibly good. I was content to let her bounce up and down on me all day long. But my hard dick had a different idea. As she slowly stroked her cunt up and down on my cock, I felt the tingle and then the rush of my cum shooting into her pussy.
Next came coffee and some breakfast. She was glued to her phone as I cooked. I presumed that she was texting her friends, seeking advice or boasting about the incredible wealth she had been invited to join. When I served our food, we ate in silence. I didn't want to press her for her intentions. And she, apparently, wasn't ready to share her decision with me yet.
After breakfast, she disappeared into her stateroom and closed the door. A half hour later she emerged. She had transformed herself from a lovely young thing into an absolute goddess. She looked stunning in very revealing clothes, makeup (again), and a fresh, clean aura about her.
"Wow, Vista! You sure do clean up good. You look good enough to eat! If you pull those mini-shorts down, I'll eat your pussy right here and now!"
She blushed, uncharacteristically. She looked at the floor as she said in a quiet whisper "I'd love to Sailor, but I'm due to visit Bill on Stardust in 5 minutes." She darted over to me and threw her arms around my neck. She buried her face in my chest and broke into tears.
It only lasted a minute. She broke away and grabbed a tissue, dabbing at her eyes. "I hope I haven't ruined my eye makeup. Shit! Shit! Shit!" Then she quickly bolted up the companionway and was gone.
I honestly didn't know when she would return or even if she'd return. Presumably, she had gone to visit Bill on Stardust to give him her answer. If she declined, she'd be back and I'd have to craft another way to reclaim my bachelorhood. But if she accepted, I might never see her again.
I busied myself getting my Love Boat prepped to cast off in case it was the latter. I gathered all of her things neatly together on the bed in her stateroom. I did some routine maintenance on the boat mechanicals - cleaned raw water strainers, topped off engine oil and cooling liquid, serviced the batteries. Normal, routine stuff. Then I went up to the marina and did a small load of laundry and took a shower.
When I returned to the boat, I was prepared to cast off in the morning. The only loose end was the pile of Vista's personal items sitting ominously on her bed. It was pushing 10 p.m., dark time as I call it. I filled a glass with scotch and ice and sat in the cockpit. I was happy and relieved. I was sad and morose. I sipped my drink reflecting on the good, the bad and the ugly of the last few days.
It was pitch dark with no moon. The giant yachts were hovering over me blocking the view of the stars. I was docked parallel to the dinghy dock, sitting in the cockpit with my back to the dock. So I had no advance warning when suddenly Vista appeared in my cockpit.
Imagine my shock and surprise! I had concluded that after spending all day aboard Stardust, she was a goner. I had worked out that I was going to leave her belongings at the marina office in the morning before I cast off. Yet here she was. Standing in my cockpit once again.
Half drunk from the scotch, her beauty slapped me back into reality. In the faint light I could still make out the message her eyes flashed my way. She had a coquettish look about her and her eyes told me that she was in the mood.
"Hi, Sailor. You didn't think I'd just abandon you now, did you?" Her voice was low and sexy. It was clear that she had an agenda. "Mind if I join you?"
I was perplexed given the totality of the situation. I had convinced myself that she had decided to move on, to join forces with Bill and shower him with her powerful sex. Or crash him into the rocks like the siren did to Odysseus. So why was she here?
"Vista, you will always be welcome aboard my Love Boat. Forever and ever. Never question or doubt that. And it's a real treat to see you. Before you scampered off this morning, you never shared with me what your answer was going to be to Bill. When you were gone the entire day, I just guessed that your answer to him was 'yes'. So I'm just a tad confused at why I'm looking at your ravishing beauty standing next to me. Care to explain? Should I get the box of tissues?"
Still using her sexy, seductive voice she replied "I'll tell you if you take me below and fix me a drink."
She sat on the bed and I perched on the settee, wary of her intentions. The silence was deafening and you could cut the tension in the room with a knife. Yet, it was a mixed tension. Created partly by what she was going to say and partly by that strong sex vibe that flows so easily between us.
She kept looking at me, then down to her drink, then back at me. Each time she looked at me her eyes had a different message. For me, all women are complex and unknowable. But Vista took the prize. She was easily the most complicated of them all.
Her eyes flashed fear. Then hope. Then resignation. Then lust. I was stymied trying to figure out why she was here.
"Sailor, you must be wondering why I'm here. The simple answer is because I love you. Wholeheartedly. But there's more to it than that because I now know that I also love Bill. After the time he and I spent together yesterday and the whole day today, I know that I love him equally."
"That's a tough position to be in Vista. It's not like he and I are next door neighbors and you can share your time between us. He and I live in two vastly different worlds, different universes. I think that you are going to have to make a tough decision: him or me. I know it's a hard choice to make. Shall I prepare the tissues?"
"Not yet, not just yet. I've spent time with you and I'm comfortable around you. I know your likes and what disturbs you. You make me feel special, loved, appreciated. You comfort me and take care of me and my needs. After spending part of yesterday and basically all of today with Bill, I have the same feelings about him. He's like you in so many ways, especially in bed."
"So let's see if I've got this straight. You fucked me this morning. Then you run off and fuck him all day. Now you're back for another roll in the hay with me just to compare who's better in the sack so you can make your decision?" I doubled over with laughter. She shot me a dirty look.
"No, Sailor, NO!" She wiggled her tiny ass toward the edge of the bed as if she was leaving. "Oh, you're impossible. I should never have come here."
"Vista, if you want to leave, I'm not going to stop you. It's you that has to make the choice, not me. If you leave, you've effectively made your choice."
"I don't want to have to choose! I talked at length with Bill about this today. I came here to see if you'd accept some sort of compromise. Bill's solidly behind it."
"Compromise? I'm not sure what such a creature would look like. He has you Monday, Wednesday and Friday with alternating weekends? Or, I have you on months with 31 days and he gets the rest? So, who gets February? Or you split your time, spending even numbered years with me and he gets you for the odd years? Vista, such a compromise just wouldn't work."
Sensing defeat, she reclined, pouting. She stared at her hands folded in her crotch. She was working out a way to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat.
She was adorable. She had come aboard with such a sexy demeanor, sultry and inviting. I was horny and wanted her in the worst way. It would be so easy to just pounce on her and enjoy her sex. Yet, I neither wanted to encourage her nor give her false hope.
But I was really horny and I hadn't had any sex since our early morning fuck. And she was in my bed, so vulnerable, so adorable, such a heavenly body. Just watching her was getting me hard. I shifted to rearrange my junk, to try and hide my growing boner, and felt the large wet spot.
Vista looked over as I shifted my position. Her eyes flashed to my now obvious tent. Seeing him stretching my boxers and the large wet spot made her eyes open wide. She stared at the silhouette of my cock, her expressive eyes changing to "finally, something I can work with". Her head lifted and she locked onto my eyes. Silently, her eyes asked me "which hole first?"
"Looks as if you're ready for some action. Should I pull my pants down or do you want my mouth first?"
"Vista, it's after midnight. Won't Bill be wondering about you? I'm surprised that one of his hot little crew members hasn't come looking for you already. Don't worry about me. I've jacked off a million times before and I'm certain that I'll do it again."
"Bill's not waiting for me. Let's see ... it's midnight? He's in his private jet just taking off on his way to Washington, DC for an early morning meeting. He won't be back until after lunch tomorrow, uh, today. And besides, he's neither jealous of nor threatened by you. He totally understands the mess I'm in. He's the one who suggested that I come visit you. He even suggested that having sex with you was the right thing to do. So ... once again ... Should I pull my pants down or do you want my mouth first?"
In a repeat of the previous night, we fucked and sucked each other every which way. Our lovemaking went on for hours until we were too sore to continue.
The sex was so good it made me question my decision to offload this beautiful, sexy nymph.