The Fuckboat (fm:group, 2866 words)

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But now, as she embarked on this tropical getaway with her closest girlfriends, Diane vowed to shed her self-imposed celibacy and let loose, even if just for a week. She gazed out at the turquoise waters surrounding the luxurious yacht that had become their temporary haven. It was all thanks to their new acquaintance, Marcus - a tall, dark, and handsome stranger who had swept them off their feet with promises of a private cruise aboard his opulent vessel.

Diane watched from a distance as her friends giggled and flirted with Marcus, their inhibitions lowered by the endless flow of cocktails. Vanessa, the voluptuous redhead, pressed her ample cleavage against him, whispering something in his ear that made him chuckle. Meanwhile, Sarah, the petite brunette, trailed her fingers along his muscular chest, her eyes smoldering with lust.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in a breathtaking array of oranges and pinks, Marcus invited them below deck, promising a surprise. Diane hesitated, unsure if she should follow. But her curiosity and the pulsing ache between her thighs won out, and she found herself descending the stairs into a dimly lit cabin.

Inside, a king-sized bed dominated the room, covered in plush silk sheets and scattered rose petals. Marcus sat on the edge of the bed, his shirt unbuttoned to reveal his chiseled abs. He patted the space beside him, beckoning her friends closer.

Vanessa was the first to comply, crawling onto the bed and straddling Marcus's lap. She captured his lips in a passionate kiss, her hands roaming his chest. Sarah joined them a moment later, pressing her petite body against Marcus's side. She reached down and freed his throbbing erection from his pants, stroking it with a coy smile.

Diane's breath caught in her throat as she watched the erotic display unfolding before her. She could feel the dampness growing between her thighs, her arousal intensifying with each passing second. But still, she remained rooted to her spot, a silent observer to her friends' desires.

As Marcus thrust his hips upwards, burying himself deep inside Vanessa's eager depths, Sarah leaned in and captured one of the redhead's nipples between her lips. The sounds of their passionate moans filled the cabin, fueling Diane's own growing need.

Unable to resist any longer, Diane slipped her hand beneath the fabric of her bikini bottoms, her fingers finding her slick folds. She bit her lower lip to stifle a moan as she began to touch herself, her gaze locked on the debauched scene playing out on the bed.

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Hook writes Tue 23 Sep 2025 17:44:

Fast paced and exciting. Great story....could have some sequels?

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