Playboy Splash - Episode 4

The yacht glided through dark water while the evening breeze teased fabric against warm skin. A hand slipped beneath her dress, palm sliding up the inside of her thigh until fingers met heat. She parted her legs without hesitation. He stroked her slowly, deliberately, two fingers parting her folds to circle her clit until her breath caught and she pushed against his hand. Silk gathered at her hips. She reached for his belt, worked it free, drew his cock out thick and heavy in her palm. He sucked air through his teeth when she stroked him from root to head, thumb gliding over the slick crown. With a twist of hips she straddled him, sank down in one smooth motion, taking him to the hilt. Her dress bunched between them, the cool night air licking the skin his fingers had already warmed. She rode him hard, thighs flexing, pussy gripping with every rise and drop. He held her waist, guiding her, then dropped his hand to rub tight circles over her clit again until her rhythm faltered. She came with a soft cry that cracked against the wind, inner walls fluttering around him. He thrust up once, twice, and spilled inside her in hot pulses, breath ragged against her neck. Salt air mingled with the scent of sex as the yacht cut onward, unconcerned.