Stiff, from sleeping on the floor, she opened her eyes slowly. The dim light of pre-dawn created soft shadows around the cabin. Tiffany felt the familiar pressure of a full morning bladder, but there was more. She put her hand between her legs and found that her lover, Roger was fully sheathed inside her vagina. His morning erection filled her, and she felt the pulse of his heart inside her body. The fullness of her belly tempted her to instigate some early morning sex, but she had to relieve herself, soon.
After their outside adventures the day before, her shyness had dissipated. Pulling herself away from the warm, full feeling, she rushed to the deck and let loose the pressure of her bladder. She watched the dark yellow stream leave her vulva and arc towards the ground below. She was startled when a second stream appeared next to her. She looked over to see her lover's stiff penis shooting his pee high in the air.
"Feels good to do it like this, doesn't it?" he asked calmly.
"You shouldn't sneak up on a girl, like that!" she admonished.
"I couldn't resist joining you, it looked so hot." He smiled and bent to kiss her. Her tongue shot into his mouth, and she pulled him down to her.
"Put that monster back in this little cave before he gets 'cold'" she gasped.
Tiffany lay back on the wooden deck and parted her thighs for him. A swift check with his finger found her to be wet and ready. He knelt between her legs, and she guided his erection to the warm, waiting orifice. Their bodies melted together in slow motion. She savored the feeling of her body being split by the hot, throbbing organ that filled her so well.
The swollen crown moved through the moist membranes of her vagina, feeling every ripple of the heavily veined penis as it filled her. His belly met hers and the tip of him knocked on the door to her womb. She could feel the hard flesh touch the bulge deep inside her body. Roger began a slow withdrawal, causing Tiffany to moan at the loss, only to sigh deeply as he pushed back into her.
'Mmm.. that feels so fine!" she purred. Her hips moved up to capture even more of his length. The rhythm of lovers quickly accelerated into hard thrusting as the passion heated up the two bodies. Sweat formed on their flesh, and the wet slapping sounds as their bellies met echoed in their ears. Her breathing became rapid and short, her orgasm had begun swiftly, and she creied out for him to meet her there.
"Cum with me!" she cried. "I'm almost there!.... Fill m..ohgod...meee...I'mmm cummmmminggg!!! Tiffany shreiked.
Her body rose from the floor of the deck, her pelvis drove Rogers body into the air, and he slammed back into her spasming vagina. He released what seemed like gallons of the hot, thick cum from his body deep inside of hers. His body shook as he pumped his semen into the writhing girl under him. He kissed her gently as the waves of release subsided. She held him tightly, not wanting to let him go.
Their bodies returned to normal, slow breathing and the pounding in their chests receded. Slowly they broke the junction between them, and went in the cabin to shower.
The heavy stream of hot water felt good to them, as each washed the other. Soap slick fingers explored all the creases and openings of each other's body. Roger marveled at the tight muscles all over her. Not a chiseled hardness, but a smooth, soft sculptured one. The firmness of her breasts, the taper of her waist, the slight bulge of her stomach, and the flat of her belly over the small puffy mound of her sex. The way her trim thighs tapered to her knees, and the curve of her calves above her slim ankles and small feet. She was a beautiful sight to behold.
