Redhead Liz was always seeking pleasure, wherever she could find it.
Chapter 19: Liz, the Ginger Hedonist
After my time with Jenny, I slumped on my settee and promptly fell asleep. My dreams were erotic and included lots of images of naked women and their privates. I was rudely awakened by a rapping on my boat. “Captain! Captain! Are you there? It’s 3 o’clock!” “Yes, yes. Hold on. Be right there.”
I struggled upright, still groggy from my nap. Slid the companionway open, climbed up and there was the cute little Filipino girl standing on the dock. “Climb aboard. Welcome.” We stood in the cockpit sizing each other up. “I’m Maria" she said as she extended her hand. “Hi, Maria. Welcome aboard. This is my home; I live aboard full time. It’s become kind of a bachelor pad and needs some cleaning. Come on below and I’ll show you what I mean.”
Maria, like many Filipino women, was very small. Hardly reaching 5’, she had dark brown hair, chin length, and beautiful light brown skin. Hard to tell but she looked to be in her early to mid 40s. She still had on her work clothes, a tee shirt and shorts. I could tell that she was no more than an “A" cup, maybe even only a trainer bra size. Her tiny little body was trim and fit, her shorts hanging loosely from her thighs. She surveyed the inside of my boat and said “Oh, yes. This needs some work. I can clean this up and get rid of the musty odor for you. Two days. A hundred and fifty dollars.” She looked up at me with her pretty, almond shaped eyes, almost begging for me to say yes. You could tell that she needed the money. “OK, Maria. You’ve got a deal. When can you start?” “I can start tomorrow. Eight a.m.” “Oh, Maria. I’m not usually up that early. Let’s make it ten, OK?” “OK, Captain. I’ll be here at 10 tomorrow.” She climbed topside, giving me a close-up view of her miniature ass as she climbed up the companionway. It was the perfect size to cup in my hands if she was sitting on top, bouncing up and down on my cock.
With that under control I ventured out to find somewhere close for a quick bite to eat. As I walked up the dock, I recalled the small bar & grill right in the marina. I headed that way and took a bar stool at one end. Moments later a comely lass approached. “What’ll it be, Captain?” “A draft and a menu, please.” She returned with both and moved down to serve the only other customer. When she returned “So, have you decided?” “Think I’ll have your fish sandwich, waffle fries and a small salad.” “Good choice. The fish sandwich is popular.” As she retreated, I watched her nicely shaped ass rock side to side. She was 20 to 25, probably in college or just out. She was a ginger with red hair and cute freckles. I wondered if her carpet matched her drapes.
The place was empty now, so as I ate, she hung by me talking. “So, what brings you to this place?” she asked. “Just passing through. I need some cleaning done and I figured a big marina like this would be the place.” “Talk to Maria, the Filipino girl that cleans the lounge. She’s kinda stranded here, something to do with immigration or visas. I don’t know the details but she’s here all alone and her family is in the Philippines. I know she needs the money and is a hard worker.” “Already met her. She’s coming by my boat tomorrow. And what about you? How’d you land here?”
“It’s kind of a long boring story. Suffice it to say that I work here because I need the money. I have student loans. I work long hours but it’s hard to make ends meet. And my boss has cut my hours. Like tonight – it’s Friday, good crowd, lots of tips. But he’s got Tammy scheduled. I think he’s having an affair with her. She’ll be here any minute.” “Well, if you’re free after work, I’d be happy to chat with you about your financial plight.” “Would you? Really? That would be awesome.” “Sure. I’ve always got time to talk to people in need. Especially if they’re as easy on the eyes as you. Why don’t you come by my boat after work? I’m dock O, slip 69.”
The knock on my boat signaled her arrival. “Come aboard, please.” She climbed aboard and introduced herself as Liz. “Let’s go below and talk. Can I get you a drink?” “That’d be great. Do you have any rum? I take it on the rocks, no mixer.” “Ah, a girl after my own heart.” I handed her a tumbler of rum with ice. “Before we get started, I don’t have to worry about some jealous husband coming for you, do I? I mean, you’re very attractive. You must be married or have a boyfriend. I’m not interested in any trouble.” She laughed. “Oh no, no worries. I’m free as a bird. No hubby, no boyfriend, no girlfriend. I just go about my day seeking new adventures.”
“What kind of adventures do you seek, Liz?” “Any kind. I throw caution to the wind. I’m pretty unconventional, a free spirit, no boundaries. I’m kind of a hedonist. I like things that make me feel good.” Her glass now empty, I took it from her and refilled it. As I handed it back to her, she looked at me intently, staring deep into my soul. “What makes you feel good, sailor?” “Liz, I’m just a horny old guy looking for love. I crave sex, the raunchier the better. But I doubt that’s of any interest to you. Besides, I’m at least twice your age.” “You’d be surprised, sailor. Your long blonde hair caught my attention first. It looks great on you. And your demeanor and the vibe you send out kept my attention. As for you being older … well, I like older men. They have the experience, and they know how to treat a lady. I always learn something new when I’m with older guys. Can you teach me some new tricks, sailor?” “Uh … Well, I don’t know how experienced you are and, face it, there’s only so many ways one cock and three holes can interact. I haven’t invented any new sexual techniques, but I’ve mastered a few of the old ones.”
She leaned in and gave me a tentative kiss on the lips, hovered a moment and kept going. We enjoyed some kissing and giving our tongues a workout for several minutes. She said “You’re a good kisser, sailor. Looks like you’ve mastered kissing mouths. Have you mastered kissing anything else?” “Pull down your pants and lie down. We’ll find out.” As she lay down, she spread her legs wide. She had a very full bush, lots of dark red curly hair. Looked yummy I thought. I got on the bed next to her in my usual 69 position. I started kissing her inner thighs working my way toward her pussy. Her bush was thick, but my tongue parted her pubes, and I began licking her outer lips up and down. Aroused by now, her pussy lips parted revealing a wet cunt. I slurped up some of her pussy juice, reached under her butt and pulled her hips up so that I could tongue fuck her hole. I started pushing my tongue in her cunt hole, then rimmed her asshole. I went back and forth between her pussy hole and her asshole.
By now she was moaning, obviously enjoying this. I eventually worked my way back up and found her clit, erect and hard. I started to work my magic on her clit, not too hard but enough to keep the moans coming. I was giving her a sedate, leisurely head job and she seemed to be enjoying it. After several minutes of this I got down to business. I quickened the pace and got forceful with her clit. I was massaging it with my tongue, licking it, sucking it, flicking it, nibbling it, pushing it every which way. My tongue and lips were working hard, and she was responding. She was sucking in her breath and groaning louder now. Finally, her hips started twitching and she let out a long “Ooohhhh Yes! Oh damn! I’m cumming! Oh, fuck that’s good!!” Her pussy was really wet but she didn’t squirt. That’s okay though. At least I gave her an orgasm. Mission accomplished.
“Well sailor. I’d say you’ve mastered that activity, too. That was a superb head job. I’d really like to reciprocate but I’ve got scuba lessons in a half hour. Can I stop by tomorrow and show you some of my skills?” “Well, I’ve got Maria coming tomorrow and Sunday. How about we leave it open ended? I’ll just catch you at the bar. That work for you?” “That’s fine. I’m working Monday till 9. Maybe I’ll see you then.”
She got dressed, drained her rum drink, and gave me a big wet sloppy kiss. She grabbed my hard cock and gave it a gentle squeeze for good measure. Then she was gone. I started stroking my cock and it didn’t take long to shoot a load on my belly.