Authors: Shayne McClendon
When
Sexual Healing
started to play, Riya dropped to her knees in front of him, separated the towel
wrapped around his waist, and took his dick to the back of her throat. He was
startled but fully hardened almost instantly. One of her hands cupped his
balls, massaging them gently as her mouth glided smoothly up and down the length
of him.
Once Sean was able to
breathe, he watched her go down on him and Riya realized this was the most
erotic thing she’d ever done. Out on the boat, the sun shining and nothing but
blue skies. Sucking his cock without a care in the world. Fully in the open
but not another boat in sight. His skin was salty from the water and she knew
he was watching her blow him.
Moving to take his testicles
gently in her mouth, she felt Sean spasm and moan low in his throat. She
continued stroking his hard cock firmly with one hand as she licked and sucked
his balls.
There was no such thing as
time. She was determined to make this great for him. Riya’s hand around his
shaft never stopped moving and she could feel him tensing for release. She
slowly ran her tongue from his sac, up the ridge of his cock, and pulled him in
deep. Sucking hard, her tongue working over him constantly, his hand went to
the back of her head and she watched him watch her.
A few more passes and his
come exploded in her mouth. She didn’t release him until she’d swallowed every
drop. Once he was dry, she kissed the head of his dick and smiled.
He pulled her up and against
his chest roughly then let her know it was his turn. Pushed into the chair,
her legs wide open, one on the control panel and the other on top of the cabin
door. She was practically doing a split so he could access all of her. And he
did, driving her up again and again but keeping her from the edge of her
climax. When he was ready, he pushed her over and she came so hard she thought
she might pass out.
She’d barely recovered when
he stood, rolled on a condom as he stepped between her legs, and fucked her
right there until she was begging again.
They took another lazy swim
to rinse their bodies, floating on their backs and soaking up the sun. Both
delayed getting dressed and heading back until the sun was dipping low on the
horizon.
As he secured the boat to
the dock, he said, “Riya, you have no idea what you’ve done. No one will ever
be able to replace today in my mind. Ever. You brought my purest unrealized
fantasy to life.” He kissed her gently, “Thank you.”
They shared a hug before
unloading the boat and rinsing it down. Riya accidentally drifted off to sleep
on the way back to Orlando and woke as they pulled into his driveway.
Sean came around to help her
from the truck and into the house. After a quick shower, he dropped beside her
in bed and they slept soundly, exhausted from their day on the water. When
they woke together at three in the morning, the sex they shared was slow and
easy.
Her days with Sean passed
quickly. He started running with her on the third morning though he told her
she was going to give him a heart attack if they did more than five miles.
When they got back to his
house he tackled her into the pool and fucked her with more energy than he
professed to have while they were running. It became their morning routine.
They had lunch with his
mother a couple of days after their ocean outing, which was unexpectedly
wonderful. Di, as she insisted Riya call her, was enthralled by her research
and the project as a whole.
She told Riya about her days
as a Flower Child in the Sixties and how “make love not war” was not just a
slogan but a lifestyle.
Diana asked a hundred
questions and would have gone on if Sean hadn’t politely excused them. Riya
took her contact information and asked if the older woman would be willing to
help her with other projects she had in mind for later on. Di was flattered
and excited.
His younger brother was
furious Sean wouldn’t let him meet “the Internet chick” he’d heard and read so
much about. Riya walked into the kitchen when Mark was on speaker phone while
Sean made lunch.
“Dude, this is totally not
cool! She got to meet Mom, damn it!”
“Mark, I am not budging on
this. Why you keep calling to beg, I have no idea,” Sean replied calmly.
“This sucks…I’d just drive
on over but you can still kick my ass,” he said miserably. “So…is she totally
hot? I’ve never seen you react to anybody like that. I bet she is rocking in
the…”
“Goodbye, Mark,” and Sean
hung up on him with an annoyed shake of his head.
Riya chuckled and he turned
to see her propped in the doorway. “Sean, why not just let him meet me and
he’ll stop calling you.” She found the whole thing very funny…especially when
Mark resorted to whining.
Sean’s response was,
“Me…only younger. I don’t fucking
think
so.”
Alyssa showed up with
purchase orders for him to approve and Riya got to see her up close. Very
pretty and obviously intelligent when Sean introduced them and she held her
own.
Riya invited her to join
them for lunch. She looked like a deer in the headlights but when Sean
insisted, she sat with them. Riya spent a couple of hours asking her about
herself and making sure she understood Riya wasn’t with Sean romantically.
What their relationship was
exactly seemed to confuse her but she looked more confident by the time Riya
showed her to the door. Just before she closed it she whispered, “Alyssa, he
won’t go after you. He thinks he’s too old for you.” Alyssa’s utter disbelief
made her smile, “I know, right? I’ll be gone in a couple of days so see what
you can come up with to seduce his stubborn ass.”
The other woman looked
shocked and uncertain. Riya waved and told her it had been so nice to meet her
before closing the door.
Sean gave Riya time to
work. The first three sections of her dissertation were laid out in rough
draft and the information was solid.
She sat cross-legged on the
bed late one night to do the second survey with him. He did his best to pay
attention, but couldn’t keep his hands to himself.
She slipped reading glasses
on her nose, causing him to tell her about all kinds of naughty fantasies about
librarians who had to put books away on the bottom shelf. She told him she’d
be game to play if he’d pay attention. He went still and was perfectly behaved
so she could begin:
SURVEY TWO
Subject Name: Sean
What is the most common phrase you use
for intercourse?
"Doing it" - just kidding.
I'd like to be noble and say "making love" but “fucking” is more
common for me.
What is the primary trait that attracts
you to a member of the opposite sex?
The way women carry themselves. I like
confidence and grace, it implies great sex. Sometimes I’m wrong, but not
usually.
When was your first sexual encounter?
I was fourteen and my little brother's
babysitter seduced me in the garage when I got back from football practice.
Do you remember details of that
encounter?
Oh yeah, I was stripping off my gear to
throw in the wash, I smelled like hell. She completely took charge, a couple
years older. Went down on me while I leaned against the dryer then waited
until I could go again and had me fuck her doggy-style. I was in heaven.
Have you ever had contact with your
first sexual partner after the first time?
Yeah, but it wasn’t the same. Once I
knew what I was doing, I wanted to do it with lots of girls, not just one. She
wasn’t offended, just had to satisfy her curiosity about me, I guess.
How often do you masturbate?
Depends on stress levels and if I have a
girlfriend. If the first is high and there isn't a second, I typically jerk
off once a day to take the edge off.
Do you have a scenario to facilitate
masturbation?
Used to be my first time, that girl in
her cutoffs and ponytail. Now it’s watching a beautiful naked woman suck my
cock on my boat in the middle of the ocean.
Have you ever engaged in sex with a
person you didn’t know?
Sorry to say, yes. More times than I’m
proud to admit.
Where is the most unusual place you've
had sex?
That would still have to be the garage
of my parent's house up against the Maytag. Elevators and limos are fun, but
not unusual.
How many casual sexual encounters have
you had in the last year?
Do I really have to answer this
question? Are we talking actual sex? Partners? Okay, give me a
second…eleven. Don't roll your eyes. Are we done? Yes? Then come here.
Their time together was
filled with drives, watching movies, and glorious sex. She’d already returned
the rental car and, breaking her own rule, sent a simple email to her father,
Tawny, and Aunt Maggie saying “I’m fine! Arrived safely to first destination
and miss you all! Please don’t worry!”
After five days in Orlando,
she received the first survey from Subject Two, “Victor” in Savannah. She sent
her response template, reminding him of the rules and he replied:
Not used to using a computer. Sorry.
Glad you’re still coming. You have my number so call when you need me to pick
you up. Have to go. Got to be on the water before 5. See you soon. V
SURVEY ONE
Subject Name: Victor
Subject Age: 31
Subject Career: Fisherman
Marital Status: Never Married
Children (Y/N): N
Annual Income: $22-68000
Location: Savannah, GA
What was your primary motivation for
applying to this study?
My cousin mentioned your site, he’s
gonna have a baby in the fall so that wouldn’t be right, him applying. I
looked you up myself and figured it was interesting. You seemed real nice.
And super pretty.
What do you hope to gain by your
participation?
Know how to deal with girls better I
guess.
What is one thing you wish the
investigator to know about you?
I’m a simple man with simple needs; I
hope you don’t mind too much.
Do you have any negative assumptions
regarding this study?
That I will scare you, seem too big and
clumsy.
What is your most secret sexual fantasy?
Blow jobs – I never had a full one.
Have you ever told anyone else about
this fantasy?
Yeah but girls don’t like to do it on
me.
Have you attempted to realize this
fantasy in your daily life?
Lord I’ve tried but like I said girls
just don’t like it much.
How have you utilized the Internet in
your sexual life?
I found a chat room that helped relieve
some pressure. Used that until my cousin asked how I know it isn’t a guy on
the other side. That pretty much ruined it for me.