
**Cum Sail Away WITH Me...**
Ever since I first "discovered boys"... I always had a secret "crush" on the surfer boy "type"...
I guess that I watched Blue Lagoon once too many times
Y'know Christopher Atkins type in my teenage fantasies was King. Which continued thru out my adult fantasies too...
His "type" ruled when I wasn't quite "over the edge"... A quick thought SURFER BOY... Mmmmmmmmm...
What makes me think of a surfer boy today? & All the fantasies of my youth?
I rent a house of which "cums" with a tanned, blonde blue eyed male landscaper. Oh Yeah Baby 
I saw him unloading his equipment
the first days that I had moved in & every naughty thought of yesterday rushed forward.
Oh boy. Oh boyyyyyyyyy...
He was the body type, I drool over too... All lean... Tanned... not overly muscular, but pronounced muscle in his arms (if that makes sense?? defined??)) As he reached for the landmower in the back of his truck.
I continued walking to my vehicle and said a brief hello, startled by the directness of his startling blue eyes...
I drove out of my driveway, erractically, hoping he did not notice 
I returned quickly tho after grabbing some coolers... Racing to my enclosed deck...
I glanced QUICKLY... over the deck... There he was... Wet, sweaty tshirt... A slight tear... Oh yesssss... I could see that his back (that I could see) was the color of lightly creamed coffee...
I continued to drink more coolers... and stealing glances over the deck...
I faded away into a daydream/fantasy... But first took off my top... Remaining only with a g-string on...
Might as well catch some rays as I
over the landscaper...
So tanned, lean, blonde, blue eyes and a great lopsided grin.
Ohhhhhhhhhhh...
Thank god for enclosed decks!!!
I continued to drink & steal glances. Mmmmmmmm...
My fantasy was in full throttle...
I noticed him... Oh I noticed him!! His soft blue eyes, the ever ready smile, the one blonde curl falling over his left eye.
My one complaint was he was not overcome by lust, stopping his work, rushing up on the deck and ravishing me... My fantasy continued.
After another sip of my cooler, and yes, another glance... Wondering why he was not noticing my toplessness, or my now perky readiness for him.
I was SURE noticing him!! 
I lay back down onto my blanket... finishing another cooler & faded back into my fantasy.
In my fantasy, I stood up, yes, topless.
I walked off of my deck & found MY landscaper.
"Excuse me," As I fingered my right nipple, "I wonder if you could help me with something?"
As I spoke to him, he was removing ear plugs, "Huh? Oh sure."
Man his eyes WERE blue!!
I stepped forward, leaning towards him to whisper in his ear, "Y'see I am dreadfully out of practice."
"Practice?" He was watching me with his so soft blue eyes.
"Yes." I paused for effect. "May I?"
He still had not "caught on". But nodded as he stated, "Sure."
I slid down his body & I heard him moan a soft ohhhhhhhhhh.
I opened his black button downs, explaining as I did so, "Y'see I have been single for awhile now and you were just g'enough to taste and I be thinkin'... Well its been awhile and I'm out of practice & practice makes perfect..."
The last button popped open, "So here I am & here YOU are."
I heard a small gasp of Oh. I glanced up at him and smiled as I dared to touch the tip of his penis with the smallest tipe of my tongue. I asked him, "Yes?"
His eyes became HUGE as he mouthed, "yes."
Then, "please..."
I slowly slid the whole length of him into my mouth, enjoying his size grow within my mouth, "Good, yes?"
"Mmmmmmmmm."
"Darlin' you taste good - - all sweaty'n'salty... N'ready."
"You do this well."
"Let me Taste you."
"Oh?" Then, "Yessssssssss." As he came.
I let it overflow onto my chin. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, is right.
What thoughts!! As I drifted back, of my landscaper toiling below.
That was my Fantasy.
Here is the Reality.
I was sitting in a bar, getting quite tanked/blitzed/blottoed/pissed on a Thursday afternoon. No I am not a regular middle of the afternoon solo drunk...
Just this day I had been driving home which consists of a STEEP
hill of which a semi stalled out RIGHT in front of me!!!
My two dogs got air as I braked to a stop, just feet from a complete rear ending.
As I was crazily braking, all I could see, on the back of the truck was a sign, "How do you like my driving?"
Crap.
The Greater Power is a Man. With a Minute Penis. I ground my teeth as I breathed deeply over my steering wheel, not daring to glance at my dogs. No whimpering was a good sign.
Nuts.
Near death brought me to a bar, just within walking distance of my home. No more driving TODAY.
After 90 minutes, I felt a soft tap on my shoulder, "Hello."
I glanced arund & almost fell off of my stool, as I glanced into the blue eyes of my landscaper!!
I just stared up at him, then slowly recovered my breathing skills as his smile appeared. "Its Kitt, remember?"
"Yes, yes, of course." With my thought being; what a bitchin' name Dude!! I also invited him to sit down beside me.
He asked me what I was drinking... "Brown cows."
He smiled again at me and added a wink, as he asked, "Are you sure not a black one?"
I just shook my head in reply.
He leaned over and blew in my ear as I finished the last sip. The intake of my breath nearly caused me to inhale the ice cubes as well. Ahhhhhhhhh!
I glanced at him, my eyes large, my heart at least 1000 beats/minute...
He stated, "You are VERY beautiful to me."
I just stared. Literally shocked speechless. He continued, "From the very first time I saw you, I thought what a beautiful smile."
I still continued to stare. Silently. Shocked that He. Was. Saying. This. To Me.
He leaned once again, closer to me, "I always wondered what it would be like to kiss you."
Which he promptly did so. I kept my eyes open, watching him as he moved closer, watching his lips move closer. Mmmmm.
My heart was beating faster and faster, but he was seemingly to be moving in slow motion.
He traced my lips with his tongue, for that to be the kiss. I gasped, and once again, watched him wide-eyed, as he moved slowly away. Unaware that I let a small Mmmmmmmmmm, slip out.
I had felt my toes curl.
Wow.
"Want to go for a drive, pretty lady?"
I just nodded my reply.
He drove a convertible Cadillac, classic edition. Much better than the Ford Pick up he used for his Landscaping. Red exterior, with a white interior. Real soft leather, as I sat my butt down.
"Nice." Understatement as I trailed my hand over the soft leather seat.
He asked if I would like to pick up a 6pack or something along those lines for a nice leisurely drive to the beach.
"Kahlua coolers, please."
"1 or 2?"
"2, please." I smiled, at him.
We stopped at a beer'n'wine store & I watched him walk away from me, thinking; My, My you do look Devine in Denim. I watched his ass saunter into the store.
Quickly we were back on the road again, him smilin' his lopsided grin at me as I shook my hair out of its ponytail. Enjoyin' the wind whipping it into a frenzy. I smiled back at him. Feeling so carefree.
As we drove, he told me he grew up on the ocean ((surprise, surprise)), and that he knew of a perfect place for us to relax and enjoy the sunset.
"Mmmmmmmmmm," I replied, thinking I would follow you anywhere Honey. I ran my fingers thru my hair, wanting to be touching him instead. Anywhere.
Very quickly we were at this secluded beach, with him carrying all. I trailed behind him, very much enjoying the "view". 
He placed the blanket down and then the drinks, motioning me to be seated.
I sat and once again found myself smiling up at him.
He opened us both drinks, sat down behind me with his legs on either side of me. I felt so comforted/warm/tingly as I listened to him talk of growing up basically on the ocean.
Big story for a prairie gal. 


I leaned back, feeling his voice within his chest and hearing him at the same time. Very soothing.
All of a sudden, he leaned forward, listing my hair up off my neck, giving me a soft kiss as he asked, "Have you ever made love in the midnight surf?"
I giggled my response, staring at the ocean before us. Contemplating as I finished a few drinks.
He reached down for me, as he stood up. "C'mon beauty, follow me."
Mutely I did so.
I watched him rush to the ocean, shedding his clothes as he ran.
Nice Ass!
He looked like a god, rising from the sea as he turned towards me, with a full, bright smile, deep within the surf.
Slowly I undressed, watching him so carefree in thesurf. Naked. So "at home." Mannnnnnnnnn, he was so beautiful.
I stood naked before him and the ocean. Feeling reborn as I rushed towards him ad the embrace of the waves.
"Oh WOW!" I screamed as the coolness of the ocean fully embraced me.
Suddenly he was beside me, smiling and surrounding me with his warmth. Leaning forward and filling me with the warmth of his breath, with a very deep kiss.
As the kiss deepened, he lifted me up and I felt weightless as I naturally floated towards him and wrapped my legs around him.
"Oooooooooohhhhhh." With the ebb and flow of the ocean's waves he moved within me. I had never felt anything so empowering in my life. I thought This is Love at First Touch. "Ohhhhhhhhh, Yes!!!"
I moaned again, "Yes."
Suddenly I was overcome by a rising shudder from the tip of my toes, moving up to fill my chest, escaping from my lips, as a moan. His size filled all of me, touched me in that right spot, deep inside. Wow.
I slammed my mouth against his, afraid I would scream my wantoness, my desire, my love for him. Instead I dared to scream his name, "Kitttttttttttttt!!!"
He spoke, at last, "I knew you would be indescribable. You ARE awesome, skins so soft... So warm inside."
I could no longer speak, just was: with him inside of me, around me, near me.
The beauty of my surfer cum to life. In shudders as he moaned my name, as he came.
Wow.
We were one that night with all. The moon, the stars, the night, and especially the ocean.