| Subject: Priority Mail 458 - NC-17 Warning |
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Date Posted: Sunday, July 08, 07:06:40pm
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Nikita507
's message, "Priority Mail 453+" on Wednesday, July 04, 08:49:28pm
“I’m glad that I made you put sunscreen on while we were still in the airport,” Michael spoke as he slipped out of the car to then open the door for Nikita. She was craving the sun and stepped out onto the parking lot beside the dock and smiled. Michael reached in and pulled out the hat. “Come on, Kita… not too much sun right away.”
“I put the heaviest sunscreen we could find,” Nikita laughed as she wrapped her arms around Michael as she looked around. They had worked together on their honeymoon plans to make sure that they were as fun as they wanted them to be, but also to be safe. Nikita looked around and cleared her throat as the captain she had met a couple weeks ago with Tom was walking up towards them. “Captain Aleshia… I didn’t expect you to greet us.”
The older woman smiled and shrugged her shoulders. “You indicated that you wanted me to put personnel on the boat that could be discreet and I would trust with my own family… so I felt that I should be onboard also.”
“For two weeks?” Nikita inquired and Aleshia nodded her head. “I always make sure to spend at least four weeks a year out on the seas and not running the business end. This will get it all wrapped up for me this year, Mrs…”
“Pomeroy,” Michael asked as he stepped forward and shook the Captain’s hand. “Please call me, Michael. Nikita told me all about your meeting. I wish I could have been there, Captain.”
“Please call me Aleshia… even on the boat. I have two of the best staff on board… my grandson Jackson and my best friend Albert. I also got the chef that you wished to have onboard,” Aleshia reported as she waved to one of the men to come up. He nodded his head and went right to the trunk and Nikita knew that it was Jackson because he was younger and Nikita had met Albert when she met with Aleshia.
“I was joking,” Nikita chuckled and Aleshia looked right at Michael. “As per your email, Mr. Pomeroy.”
“Michael,” Michael corrected as he winked at Aleshia as he swung Nikita to look at him. “We have to eat more than French toast for two weeks.”
Captain Aleshia started to outline the steps that were going to be taken to give Michael and Nikita the most privacy as possible. The staff had their own desk on the luxury yacht and indicated how they would indicate to Michael and Nikita which desks they would not go onto if they were on them.
Soon they found themselves on the top deck that was going to be for just them for now, looking at how Nikita was enjoying the sun on her body. The sun was intoxicating and Michael loved how Nikita was already relaxed, even as she tried to keep her hat on her heat while the yacht moved away from the commercial deck to a location that was not far so they could anchor for the rest of the day.
Nikita looked back to at Michael as she leaned against the railing. He was leaning back on the bench and had forgone sandals when they left the master suite, following the suggestions of the Captain that they didn’t stay in the room while they first pushed out to sea.
Nikita moved to the side to stow her sunhat in a box and eased against Michael. She wrapped her toned arms around Michael and kissed his neck gently and then fluttering her eyes against him. Nikita then pulled away and went back to the railing.
Now it was Michael’s turn as he stood up and wrapped his arms around her body. He kissed her ear and then trailed his lips down along her neck. He shifted so he could then kiss Nikita’s cheek which prompted her to turn her lips so they met. Michael’s body was already primed from giving Nikita a release in the plane and he hoped that it would soon be taken care of.
Nikita laughed for a moment and then drew silent as Michael’s fingers explored the front of her body, skimming along the tissue-paper thin cover up that was over the very skimpy bikini. He soon found his hands fondling her breasts and then teasing her nipples quickly to hardness.
It was then that both of them sensed that the boat was slowing with not another boat visible around them in this part of the ocean. Nikita smiled as she turned towards Michael. “Captain Aleshia said she would warn us of any area with too many people around. She is going to do her best on those times that we aren’t scheduled to be in a port…”
“Good,” Michael murmured as he leaned his head against Nikita’s shoulders. He stepped back and took her fingers into his, pulling her to move to the steps that eased down to another private deck that had a very elaborate cushioned area. With a push of a button, some additional shade was brought up over the cushioned area.
Nikita giggled as Michael pulled at her cover-up. She watched as he yanked it up and over her head. Michael didn’t even care what happened to that piece of clothing as he pressed forward with a kiss as he fitted Nikita against his waist, allowing her to feel the full extent of the arousal that he had for her right now. Their tongues played together as they danced together with no music.
Soon Nikita was pressed up onto the cushioned and she sat back and looked at Michael as he stood there, erect and ready, although over-dressed. “Michael… aren’t you hot?”
“Very,” Michael agreed as he pulled off his own white top and dropped it away. He reached out and ran his fingers down Nikita’s legs, causing Nikita to moan and open her legs slightly as she tried to get it around Michael’s waist. Michael stepped back to drop the baggy swim trunks that Nikita had struggled getting onto him while they were in their state room earlier.
“Michael…” Nikita rasped as she licked her lips. He was a god as he stood there in the full sunshine – so naked and hard. “I hope you used sunscreen…”
“Everywhere,” Michael answered as he got onto the cushions to only find Nikita moving backwards, finding the shade much more comfortable. He just snagged her ankle and pulled himself forward after her as he could see the evidence of his wife’s arousal as it dampened her bikini bottoms.
Usually Michael disposed of the top first, but he got the bottoms first. He slipped them easily off of Nikita’s hips. She kissed Michael deeply as he then reached around her back to pull the little bow to release Nikita’s breasts, baring her to him.
They were lost in kisses as they explored each other’s bodies in harmony. Michael would tangle his hands into Nikita’s hair and then drop his hands down along her sides and to her hips. Nikita pressed her hands against Michael’s taunt buttocks and then up his back to his shoulders.
Then Michael got his hands on her breasts. Michael kneaded them at first and listened to the sharp gasps of pleasure. He licked his lips as Nikita’s blue eyes stared up at him. “Michael…”
Then he rolled her nipples between his finger and thumb. Nikita’s back arched as he tugged slightly to make that gasp grow in intensity. Unable to help himself, Michael soon had his lips against those breasts. He suckled gently on the erect peak as Nikita squirmed beneath him.
Nikita arched and shifted as she made herself break away from Michael. “I owe you one…”
Michael was just figuring out what Nikita meant when her hands cupped his raging erection. He watched as Nikita licked her lips while she studied his length. She knew that he was waiting for her tongue, her lips and her hot breath to bath his erection. Instead, she cradled Michael more as she bent her head as Michael leaned back. She didn’t touch him at the tip first. Instead, she kissed the base of that length. She slowly moved her head up to allow small wisps of her hair to skim across the erection while she came up. Nikita heard Michael inhale deeply with desire. She then allowed her tongue to taste Michael.
Taking her time to lick around the top, Nikita circled and circled before allowing her mouth to open and slip Michael within her mouth. Michael stiffened and groaned with the pleasure of feeling Nikita wrapped around him. Her lips closed around the hard flesh while her tongue still swirled inside of her mouth and around him. She needed to consume him and warned herself down Michael’s long arousal. She knew that Michael was thrilled with her movement as he groaned louder. She bopped up and then started back down, slightly mimicking the very slight movement the boat had at the moment.
Michael was sure that he was going to lose it while Nikita was working her lips against him. He didn’t know if he wanted that release right now. But he looked at Nikita’s eyes and somehow he could see on her face was a smile, indicating that she entirely was enjoying this as much as he was. Even as he looked at her, Nikita sucked inward and tightened her mouth around him.
“Kita…ah… Kita…” Michael tossed his head back as he was so close and he was trying to warn her. She didn’t stop. If anything, she wanted this, especially as her hands come up towards his buttocks and squeezed, indicating that she was ready to receive.
“Kita…” Michael actually screamed with the beginning of the release of his essence into Nikita that she greedily accepted. He couldn’t control his hips as he danced against Nikita’s lips, shaking from the pleasure. Nikita slowly pulled up to the tip as he finished and bathed the top clean as she knelt away from Michael’s body as he leaned back on his elbows. “Kita… my wife…”
“Yes,” Nikita nodded her head as she then licked her lips, knowing that Michael was feeling his arousal growing almost immediately with that movement. Michael knew that she knew what she was doing to him and that she wanted him to react. And he did.
“I had plans,” Michael warned and Nikita smiled at him. “Plans change, right?”
“Yes,” Michael nodded his head as he sat up with a devious smile on his face. Then he was kissing her while laying her back on the cushions, even deeper into the shade. He allowed his tongue to dual against Nikita’s tongue as he ran his fingers along her body, pausing to squeeze her breasts.
Michael had again planned on going slowly the first time on the boat, but with Nikita, he couldn’t do as he planned. His body just wanted to please her over and over again. He was soon moving his mouth down to her core. He kissed her thighs as she parted them to give him the access that he needed.
He felt his wife’s eager anticipating as he looked at her opening. He felt her tremble while her breath hitched and then quickened. He buried his nose in between her legs and simply inhaled deeply. Nikita moaned his name as he then lifted his head so Nikita looked at him. Then Michael sighed.
That sigh caused her entire body to spasm with need. He loved that she knew instinctively what he meant with that sound.
Michael unfolded the lips of her entrance as his tongue now darted into Nikita. He lapped at her with a desperate furry, giving up any pretenses of going slowly. He found her swollen bud and circled it as it engorged with more need for him to touch it. Nikita’s hands tangled in Michael’s hand for a moment and then slapped against the cushions as her hips bucked wildly up in the air. Just before that moment of intense release, Michael backed off.
Then he was on top of Nikita, easing his newly erect length into her wet opening, joining them together. He rolled his hips forward and then instead of pulling out, he grinded to the right. Nikita slapped her hands up along Michael’s body as her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. “Michael… god… Michael…”
Michael’s pace was furious as he continued to drive into her, Nikita egging him on by nipping at his chin and lips. She pushed upward against him and Michael felt her fingers pressing tightly into his back, telling him to continue.
He didn’t care how Nikita always had the ability to bring him so quickly to this boiling point. He didn’t even care that basically anyone could have seen them making love on the deck of this boat. The fresh air against them only seemed to bring the ecstasy to a higher level than ever before.
Or maybe it was just because she was now his wife.
Michael plunged into Nikita’s willing open as he purred her name. He took possession of her lips as he lost the control while Nikita’s body clutched all along him, both rolling over the cliff of pure blissful lust together, Michael spilling into Nikita.
Neither knew how their bodies tangled beside each other after they caught their breath. Nikita looked up at the awning and then kissed Michael’s lips. “My husband…”
“My wife…”
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