【No.21158】 谷間 / 佐倉絆 http://ift.tt/1CSjZ85
Captain Hook knew All About Getting The Timing Just Right:
I could hardly believe it, when my step-daughter asked me if she could try and have a go @ rowing the boat we were in, out on the lake.
Carefully, we swapped places in the boat and as she took hold of the oars, I said to her, “Take it slowly @ first and above all, keep turning your head back, to see where you are steering the boat to.”
Everytime she looked back behind herself, she would open her legs apart, as she looked to keep her upright balance, but she was doing so, I was also steering my eyes in between her soft inner thighs, as I caught glimpse after glimpse of the tiny floral stitched flowers which covered the crotch of her white panties she was wearing.
There then came a moment, when she actually caught me starring between her parted legs, as she turned her head back towards me, while my eyes were lost in intense focus as I took in every detail I could see, of her hidden, curved pussey mound. My initial thought, was that I was going to get a telling off from her, for perving up under her dress, but it ended up being the completely opposite. Rather than closing her legs together, so that I wouldn’t be able to see her white panties anymore. She instead made a slight giggle and her face went flush red, just before slowly parting her legs even more wider still, then shifting her ass right to the very edge of the boat seat.
Now I didn’t worry @ all about waiting for her to turn her head away to see where she was going as she rowed the boat, now I just fixed my eyes on the clear view right in front of me. Of her pantie covered pussey mound now half hanging over the edge of the boat seat. This seemed to make her curved pussey look bigger again than it had seconds before, as I now wondered what the contours of her pussey lips looked like if they hadn’t been trapped behind her panties crotch.
I so wanted to run my fingertips over her panties curved crotch, as I felt my cock straining to straighten out, under my trousers, but there were other boats close by to us right @ this point in time and I knew it would look unusual if I were to lean right over between her open thighs so I could touch her hidden creases and folds under her exposed panties.
I now looked around the small boat and luckily, right behind my seat, there was a two foot long round handled wooden pole, with a boat hook on the end of it. I reached back and brought it up and placed it in between my own legs @ first and then waited until she was turned away to see where we were heading to. As she turned her head, I picked the boat hook up and reached out with it, so that the curved metal hook pushed up against her panties crotch.
The effect was instantaneous, the oars suddenly went out of all matched timing and she let out a small scream @ feeling something touch and nudge up against her pussey mound. She quickly spun her head back and looked down between her open thighs, to see the metal hook resting right where her pussey slit would be, if she hadn’t been wearing any panties @ all. She then looked towards me, here eyes trailing the round wooden pole, then my hand gripping it, my arm and then into my eyes. Once our eyes were locked together, that was when I started to shift the metal hook slowly up and down the front of her floral stitched panties. There was enough pressure being applied, that I could just make out in my outer vision, the sight of her pussey lips being molded and formed under the crotch of her panties and her pussey lips looked very plump indeed.
Now the rowing completely stopped, as she gripped her hands to the side of the boat, while we drifted along with the remaining speed that she had managed to build up before stopping to row. I now gripped the round handled pole with both hands, so that I could have better control of it. Once it was then fully under my control, I lifted the handle more and this had the effect of turning the hooked eye around more, so that the sharper taper of the hooks tip was now making more contact with her panties and hidden pussey mound under it.
With every up lift now, the tip of the hook seemed to nudge, then almost dig into and bury its self into the spot where her clit would be. I would then give the boat hook handle a slight wiggle, so that the back of the hook would then make a small dancing, bumping motion right where her soft pussey slit and outer pussey lips were.
Doing this, caused her to grind her hips around, as if she were already plunged down deep, on a rock hard cock, while she milked it with her velvet like inner pussey muscles. This grinding of her hips was now starting to make the boat start to rock from side to side abit. If we weren’t careful, we might just end up losing an oar, or worse still, both of them.
I then deemed myself the Captain of the boat, so said to her to take the oars again and to row and make for the small little man made island in the middle of the lake. As she returned to rowing, I also returned the boat hook up against her panties floral stitched crotch and just like a music conductor with his small wand in his hand. I used the boat hook pole in the same way and with every stroke of the boat hook along the length of her panties crotch, so to did she stroke in unison with the boat oars.
It was very easy to see now, that she was very close to cumming, as the material of her panties crotch darkened slightly more, as her pussey cum started to soak through it and saturate it thoroughly. With about thirty oar strokes to go, I decided to quicken the pace abit, so sped up the up and down movement over her hidden pussey mound and then, so too did the boats oars going through the water.
Now I could hear her gasping for breath, but it wasn’t from the increased rowing effort she was putting in, no it was the building orgasm she was feeling in between her parted legs, as I manipulated the boat hook over her soaked pussey slit. Everytime she brought the oar handles forward for the next stroke, her two plump tits would get squeezed upwards, so that they nearly popped out of her open vee top.
Now were were less than ten strokes away from hitting the small islands shoreline, so I doubled the speed of the boat hook up against her panties crotch and yelled out, “Land arrrrr hoye!!!!!”.
The boat hook was now almost a shimmer as it moved so fast over the crotch of her panties and her rowing technique had once again gone all out of timing, as I then heard her scream out loudly, as her orgasm finally broke. Water from the tips of the oars was now being splashed about wildly and water droplets started to rain into the speeding boat as it came into the shoreline.
Suddenly, the boat lurked to a complete and sudden stop, as the bow hit the pebbled shoreline of the small island. We stopped so quickly, that I lunged forward from my seat and landed over the top of my breathless, panting step-daughter.
After a moment or two, to regain my balance, I looked around to see where the other boats had gone to, but we had quickly sped away from them and now it was just the two of us in the boat, the small island and some birds singing away in some distant tree’s.
I looked down and seen the wet patch of her pussey cum soaked thoroughly through her panties floral stitched crotch, I was so close to her panties, that I could now smell the heavenly scented, musky aroma of her sticky wet pussey cum from her still apparent orgasm.
Now there was only one thought, that then came to mind.
This Captain was going to go down with his boat, like any good Captain would.
As he hooked aside the crotch of her panties, covering her hidden, sticky wet pussey mound.