"Hey Pacey?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think we can do that thing that we do sometimes?"
"You wanna do that thing? Yeah."
Joey got up and pulled Pacey to his feet, wrapping her arms around him. He tilted her head up and kissed her fully on the lips as they slowly worked their way below deck. Once down below, Joey tentatively reaches for Pacey's zipper, tugging it down slowly as he kissed her neck. As Pacey's shorts fell to the floor, he reached under Joey's shirt and massaged her breasts tenderly with his hands. Their lips found one another's as Joey's shaky fingers unbutton his shirt, tugging the material over his shoulders and down his arms.
Joey pulled away for a moment, slipping her sandals off and seating herself on the bench. Pacey reached overhead, tugging his wife beater off and tossing it on the floor. Joey rested her feet on the bench as she unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them open slightly to uncover her pink panties. She tugged her shirt up, exposing her bare breasts to him. She ran her fingers delicately over her nipple, pinching the rosy peek into a hard bud.
Pacey tugged his boxers down, his erection bouncing forward past the elastic band. He seated himself next to Joey, leaning back as he took his thick length in hand. "What do you want me to do?"
"You know what I want you to do."
"Tell me. Let me hear you say it."
"I want you to rub it for me."
Pacey began to move his hand over his cock, pressing against it with his palm before stroking down it's length. Joey watched him intently as she massaged her breasts with her hands. Watching him always made her so hot. She could feel her panties, damp with excitement.
Pacey continued to watch Joey as he stroked himself. It wasn't sex, but it was good none the less. He remembered the day it first started. She had fallen asleep on deck one afternoon. She was wearing this itty bitty bikini that kept him hard all morning. When he noticed her doze off, he went below deck to relieve himself. It wasn't until he was about to come that he noticed her watching from the steps; her hand plunged inside her bikini working her fingers against her clit. That had been more than enough to send him over the edge. Since then, they'd watched each other on more than a dozen occasions.
Joey's hand slowly snaked inside her panties. With her free hand, she tugged her shorts down and kicked them off onto the floor. Pacey's hand began to speed up as he panted with desire. Joey spread her legs out in front of him, bending her knee up to give him a better view. She tugged her panties to the side, exposing her moist folds to him as she plunged her fingers inside quickly. As Joey's excitement grew, she began thrusting her hips up, fucking her fingers inside of her. She arched her back, moaning again and again as her orgasm washed over her. Pacey's hand flew over his cock until his body tensed up, his orgasm spewing forward onto Joey's thighs.
As her orgasm subsided, Joey reached forward, gingerly fingering the creamy liquid on her legs. Grabbing a towel, she cleaned herself up before pulling her shorts back on. Handing Pacey his boxers, she leaned forward, kissing him tenderly on the lips. Pacey pulled his clothes back on as Joey climbed up on her hammock. He grabbed their book off the shelf and handed it to Joey before lying back in his own hammock.
Joey opened the book to their dog eared page and began reading. "The little mermaid can not take her eyes from the ship, or from the beautiful Prince. The color of lanterns had been extinguished. No more rockets rose in the air and the cannon had ceased firing. But the sea became restless and a moaning, grumbling sound could be heard beneath the waves..."
Fini
