Peter North’s girlfriend awesome brunette babe with big knockers Krista told him that she agreed to marry him ana they should celebrate their betrothal with hardcore sex in board of the top rated yacht in the mid-ocean

The Celebration Cruise
by ScotchLover

Krista had taken to the yacht’s bed, her large, perky breasts heaving with anticipation as she gazed out at the sunset painting the sky in vibrant hues of orange and pink. The ocean’s gentle lapping against the hull added a soothing ambiance to the luxurious cabin she now called hers. Her brain still reeled from the momentous decision she had made only minutes ago – accepting Peter North’s marriage proposal, a man she adored for his adventurous spirit that matched her own. As the ring glinted on her finger in the waning light, a coy smile played on her lips. She knew exactly what sort of celebration was in order.

Krista reached for the intercom, a sultry voice pouring from her mouth as she spoke. “Peter darling, why don’t you join me? I think it’s time we christened this glorious yacht properly, don’t you?”

Peter’s chuckle echoed through the speaker before he responded. “I’ll be there in a flash. I’ve been waiting for you to invite me, sweet lips.”

Krista giggled, the sound melding with the muted hum of the yacht’s rooftop jacuzzi. She had prepped it prior to Peter’s arrival, ensuring it was heated to perfection. Rising from the bed, she made her way to the grand sliding doors leading to the luxury hot tub area that offered a stunning view of the horizon. The salt-laden breeze caressed her skin as she stepped out, feeling the cool tiles beneath her bare feet.

The sun had almost completely disappeared behind the ocean’s edge by the time Peter emerged. Wearing nothing but a pair of swim trunks that clung to his hips, his toned physique was on full display, the muscular lines chiseled from years of hard work. His eyes, as dark as the yacht’s lacquered deck, locked onto her form as he took in the sight before him – her luscious curves, the dip of her navel, the swell of her breasts that threatened to spill out from the tiny white bikini barely covering them. He licked his lips, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes.

“Well, well, well… isn’t this a sight to behold,” Peter purred, closing the distance between them with large, purposeful strides. “My gorgeous fiancée, more beautiful than ever. I can’t wait to make you mine, body and soul.”

He enveloped her in a passionate embrace, their lips meeting in a fiery kiss that ignited the long-simmering desire between them. She surrendered to his touch, parting her lips so his tongue could dance with hers. Krista’s hands roamed over his muscular chest, nails lightly grazing his skin as she explored the planes of his body.

Peter’s hands traveled lower,usqu this bunk so he could reward her properly. Removingher bikini bottoms in one fluid motion, he whispered against her ear, “It’s time for your reward, beautiful.”

The first touch of his tongue against her sensitive flesh sent shockwaves through her body. She cried out, a strangled moan escaping her lips as Peter’s ministrations grew more vigorous. His tongue delved into her utmost depths, swirling and flicking against her most sensitive spots. She fisted her hand in his hair, anchoring him to her as overwhelming pleasure threatened to drown her.

“Peter… oh god, yes… don’t stop,” Krista panted, her hips undulating against his face in a silent plea for more. Pleasure coiled tightly within her, building with each stroke of his tongue until finally, she shattered, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.

Peter lapped at her, prolonging her pleasure until she collapsed against the plush cushion beneath her. She looked up at him through hooded eyes, licking her lips as she watched him rise to his full height. Without a word, Peter discarded his swim trunks, revealing his impressive length already hard and ready for her.

He lowered himself over her once more, his body flush against hers in their familiar embrace. Krista wrapped her legs around his waist, reveling in the feel of his hardness pressing against her core. She guided him to her entrance, shuddering as he slowly pushed inside.

“Oh fuck,” Peter groaned, his voice strained with pleasure as he began to move. “You feel incredible, baby. So tight and wet for me.”

Krista met his every thrust, her hips rising to pull him deeper inside. She clutched at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as he increased his pace. The sounds of their moans and the slap of skin against skin echoed throughout the yacht’s cabin, a symphony of pleasure and passion.

Their coupling grew more frantic, primal. Peter’s thrusts became harder, deeper, each one pushing Krista closer to the edge. She felt her climax building once more, her walls clenching around him as she teetered on the brink of ecstasy.

“Peter… I’m… I’m going to… come,” Krista whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. Her nails dug into his flesh as she steadied herself for the peak she could already feel approaching.

Peter swallowed her cry of pleasure as he captured her lips in a heated kiss, his own release hitting him like a freight train in the midst of her orgasm. He spilled himself deep inside her, his body shaking with the force of it.

As they rode out the waves of their shared climax, Peter tenderly brushed the sweat-dampened hair from Krista’s face. She smiled up at him, her heart full of love and contentment. In this moment, nothing else mattered – not the vast expanse of the ocean surrounding them, not the responsibilities waiting back on land, not even the fact that they were miles away from civilization. All that mattered was the two of them and the love they shared.

With a ridiculous grin plastered on his face, he leaned in to softly kiss her lips. “That was amazing, fiancée. Here’s to many more years of awesome sex and endless adventures together,” Peter whispered, his voice husky with satisfaction and his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Absolutely, my love,” Krista giggled, pulling him in for a deep, lingering kiss. “Sailing into the sunset and beyond.”