by Powerone
“Permission granted.” Rich chuckled to himself. He enjoyed that she had to ask his permission, not only for this. He’d trained her well.
Jane sat on the forward deck to get a good view. The engines scared her for a second when they roared to life, the two exhausts spit out black smoke, and then, they bellowed deeply. Rich unsecured the forward and aft lines and hopped back aboard the boat just as Derk gunned it. Jane held on as the front of the boat raised up, and she felt the boat propel forward. She saw Rich hang on and a smirk on Derk’s face when he accelerated so quickly to catch Rich almost unprepared. Jane looked forward as Derk piloted the boat into the center of the river and the water leaped up from the bow and sent waves rippling to the two shores. Any unfortunate boat that got into their wake was pounded by the wake. There were many angry outbursts from the occupants, but they were long gone. Jane turned around to see Jessie get behind the machine gun, or at least she thought it was Jessie. He didn’t say a word as his eyes were already peeled onto the banks of the river for trouble as the boat made its way up the river.
The river was blackish, but the stench of the town was left behind. Jane could smell the rain from the morning. She heard a bird out in the distance, another answered from behind her. She began to see the wild animals. Monkeys danced from tree to tree playfully, propelled along as they swung from the thick liana branches that hung down from the trees like ropes. She looked in the water along the banks, teeming with snakes that slithered along close to the banks and the snout of a fish would pop above the water as if it checked out the inhabitants of the boat before it sank back into the black water. Jane had seen pictures of the Congo, but she never imagined it was this beautiful. She could see the thick carpet of the trees above the floor and the high mountains in the background, hundreds of miles away. It was as though they were the only people around, all the rest were the wild animals that called this their home. She only hoped that they weren’t intruding. Jane turned to hear Rich come up on the deck behind her.
“I’m going below to get some sleep. Brewster and I will take the night shift. We want to make good time, so we’ll keep going night and day. It’s four days out before we get to the Luili River.”
“Do you want me to come with you?”
“I need to get some sleep, though the offer is tempting,” Rich declined. It would be difficult enough to go to sleep; last night’s sleep was brief and fitful.
“When are you going to tell me where we’re going and what we’re after?” He had been so secretive ever since he said he was going on the expedition.
“We’ll talk in the morning when Derk takes over for me.” He bent down to kiss her, but it was just a peck on her lips. Then, he was gone.
* * * *
Jane spent a couple of hours on the deck, but then, she grew thirsty. The sun burned brightly, and in spite of the breeze from the boat’s speed, it was still hot and humid. She nodded to Jessie, but all he did was grunt back at her.
Derk saw her move toward him, her khakis plastered to her body with sweat, but that didn’t deter him. Hot, dirty sex was always enjoyable. “Want a beer. Not too many though. You have to stay hydrated, but alcohol isn’t the way.” He opened the cooler and handed her one. He had the urge to rub the cold bottle against one of her breasts and see if he could coax out a hard nipple, but he fought the urge, at least for now. He watched as her lips wrapped around the cold neck of the glass bottle and her hand held the thick bottle and tilted it up. He couldn’t stop his mind from wandering erotically about her, in spite of her being with Rich.
Jane knew what he was thinking, the same thing all men did. “Has Rich told you what we’re after?”
So she didn’t know either. “No, just we’re going to take the Luili River, but he still hasn’t told me how he is going to get this boat over a five hundred-foot sandbar.”
“I guess we’ll have to wait until tomorrow.” They chatted for a while. Since Derk was one of Rich’s best friends, she wanted to know him also.
“You want to drive the boat?” The river was wide in this section so it wouldn’t be much problem.
“I’d love to.” Derk moved to the side but kept his hand on the wheel. She gripped the steering wheel tightly. She felt Derk’s hands cover hers.
“Not so tight, hold it gently. It won’t try to get away. Keep the boat on an even keel to the center of the river. There’s not much traffic now, but by afternoon, you’ll see more. Always stay to the right of any boat coming at us. Not too close though, you don’t want the wake to tip them over.” He moved closer behind her.
Derk’s large body began to envelope her from behind. He leaned over her as his large hands on her small ones guided her. She felt him press up against her back, but it was her ass that got all the attention. He pushed into her butt, and there was no doubt that his cock was erect. He didn’t pull away, frozen against her, but he couldn’t keep his cock still no matter how much he might will it. She didn’t push him away, though instinct told her that is what she should do.
She had a great ass, and he couldn’t stop his cock from moving. The slightest movement of the boat made her move, and her ass slid across his cock as though she tried to rub it with her buttocks. He could only wish for rough water. “Good job,” he complimented her as he removed his hands from hers.
She felt him release her hands, Jane disappointed, but they didn’t abandon her. She felt the gentle touch of his hands slide to her waist where they paused for the briefest of seconds. Then, they slid down her hips until she felt his fingers tighten on her flesh. She knew what was next. His fingers began to move slowly, almost undetectable at first. When she didn’t protest, they began to become more brazenly. He guided her hips, slowly and methodically from side to side. It made his cock come alive more than it was before, alive and much harder. She knew she’d have to stop him, but not yet. She couldn’t deny the wetness she felt as he masturbated his cock on her ass. She was still a virgin back there, not sure why, but she expected that someday Rich would take that from her.
“Yes, you’re doing a great job, keep it up,” Derk purred in pleasure into her ear. He couldn’t control his cock even if he wanted to. He began to move his hips as he pushed back and forth in contrast to her side to side motion. It sent his cock into delicious tremors. He didn’t have to move her hips anymore, as she did it by herself. She moved rhythmically with him.
“I don’t think there is a problem with keeping it up,” Jane teased him. It was so surreal what they were doing with Rich in the bunk below them, but she couldn’t stop, at least not yet.
Derk didn’t know why she let him continue, but he wasn’t about to protest. He didn’t know how he lasted for ten minutes, but the longer she moved against his cock, the harder it became to not cum in his pants.
“I think I’m okay now, Derk.” She stopped moving against him, pushing her lower body forward so his cock no longer touched her ass.
“You’re more than okay,” he said, dejected and unfulfilled. But he reluctantly moved away, though he stayed close just in case the river got more crowded or there was trouble. He was always on guard.
* * * *
Rich was glad to see that Derk and Jane got along so well. They were talking as if they were long-lost friends when he went on deck. He was surprised that Jane was steering the boat and Derk sat on one of the benches without a care in the world. “I’ m glad my two best friends get along so well.”
“Yes, it’s no wonder why you’re with Jane. She’s such an outstanding woman. Not only is she beautiful, but she’s intelligent.” Derk felt comfortable with Jane and she did with him, otherwise she would’ve never allowed him to rub his cock on her ass so boldly.
“Derk is more than muscles,” Jane added. “I can see why you’ve been friends for so long.” Brewster came on the deck and took Jessie’s place behind the machine gun. The sun was beginning to go down, and the sound of the animals changed as the nocturnal animals woke up to begin their night. “Let me make everyone something to eat.”
She went down into the galley. She was surprised it was so well stocked, but most of it was canned items; the refrigerator was small and out here, it was unreliable.
No one seemed to mind that it was hash along with canned corn. They all ate ravenously. Derk, Jane and Jessie had a beer while Rich and Brewster took over. The spotlights on the boat lit up the water as the sun settled down behind the horizon. They stayed on deck for another hour or two, and then, one by one, they went below to get some sleep. Jane was the last to leave. She went behind Rich, just as Derk did to her. She rubbed her breasts against his firm back until her nipple sprang to such hardness. Her hands went to his hips, but she was too eager. It didn’t take long until one hand snaked around to grip his cock. There was no surprise that he was hard; he was a man just like Derk. Her fingers curled around the long, thick shaft, outlining it in his pants. Her fingers explored it. She squeezed the engorged head and was sure that she got drops to leak from it. Rich didn’t say a word or move away, but she heard his sighs of contentment. She surprised him with her other hand, moving it between his legs as she squeezed her fingers and captured his balls in the tight embrace. “Do you want me to go away?”
Rich answered quickly. “You better not.”
Brewster was too intent on watching what was in front and to the sides of the boat to look back and see what Jane and Rich were doing. She took advantage of it. Her fingers went to his zipper, and she slid it down slowly and silently. She unbuckled his belt and pants. She wanted easy access to his cock once she took it out. She teased his cock with her fingers as she opened his clothes, making his cock jump when her fingers lightly grazed across it. She used both hands to slide into the front of his pants and grip his cock and balls. She was rewarded when he shoved his ass back against her, but she didn’t move. She trapped him as she squeezed.
Her fingers were skillful as she went to work on his cock. She finally released it from the tight confines of his shorts, but her hands gripped it tight to control him. He moaned in pleasure as one hand stroked his cock while the other gently worked over his balls. It had been a couple of days without relief, so he struggled to contain his passion.
Jane felt him fight his arousal, and she used all her skills to do the opposite. Her fingernail sought out the head to rub it with the sharp tip just beneath the thick dome where it was tender and vulnerable. She was rewarded with drops of his juices. She tightened her fingers around the shaft and felt the muscles beneath her touch move violently as if he tried to escape. Her fingers slid up and down the shaft, making sure that her fingers tightened when it ran over the head. She would’ve finished him off with her mouth if Brewster weren’t so close. She wouldn’t be able to hide the obvious fact of what she did. She felt the wetness between her legs, the same thing she felt every time she did his sexual bidding. Her fingers curled into the thick hairs that covered his balls as she paid such attention to his cock, stroking him once, then again, using her hand to make long, tight strokes along the shaft as she felt his heated flesh. She could feel his cock surge in her hands as the veins filled with his pounding blood. Her hands found his twin balls to squeeze the vulnerable flesh and urge the cum from them. She released his balls so she could use two hands around his cock. She made him gasp with pleasure when she stroked his cock sharply, from his balls to over the head and back down with such precision. That was all that was needed.
His cock pulsated in her hand when she stroked him and he couldn’t hold back his lust any longer. He gripped the steering wheel tightly. It was too late as he cried out softly when his cock exploded. He spurted onto her hand as she slid it up and down to drain every drop from his balls. His body relaxed as the pleasure washed over him, his pulse beat fast as his chest heaved when he filled his lungs with air.
Jane didn’t release his cock immediately; she kept the warm, wet flesh in her grasp until she felt the last contraction. She gave it one last stroke to wipe as much of his dripping cum from it. Before she put it back in his pants, her hands drew up to her mouth. Rich turned to watch as she put her fingers in her mouth and washed them down as her tongue gathered up his cum. Only then did her hands go back down and put his cock back in his shorts and pull his pants closed. She tapped the front of his pants as if she tried to smooth it out. “Good night, Rich.” She kissed his cheek, and then, she was gone.
Before he could ask if he could reciprocate, Jane was gone. With his arousal gone, it was time to focus on the task at hand. There was danger lurking out there, more danger than anyone knew.
Jane went to the same room that Rich had slept in. She took off her clothes and folded them. She’d sleep nude tonight, the air still and damp in the room. She lay on the bed and smelled the familiar scent of Rich on the sheets. She turned off the light as the room turned dark except for what light came in the small porthole when the spotlights lit up the water around the boat. She turned away from the porthole, and then, she saw it. It was a small dot, but the light shined through it so brightly as if it were a spotlight that drew her attention. It had to be from the other room next door. It was the room that Derk slept in, yet the light was still on. She shouldn’t do it, but she couldn’t help herself. Does Derk have the same problem I have? She’d satisfied Rich, but when she did, it always made her extremely aroused. Submissive by nature, she’d read enough about it to know that was what drove her arousal, the need to serve the sexual desires of another. She silently moved closer to the wall and the hole. She pressed her head against the wall and looked through the tiny hole. It was surreal, but it was as if she was inside the room with Derk, yet he couldn’t see her. She was sure of that, for if he saw her, he surely would have stopped, at least temporarily. Her eyes were drawn to the naked body spread out on the bed in the bright lights.
Derk undressed, but he didn’t try to go to sleep yet. The hole between the two cabins had been there for a long time. He found it when he bought the boat as if he was destined to find it. He waited patiently, but Jane took a long time before she came to the adjoining room. He held his breath as if she could hear him breathing as he peered through the small hole. His hand went absently to his cock as soon as she began to undress. First, the blouse was opened and she pulled it off. He stroked his cock once as she neatly folded it and put it on the table. Then she began to pull the pullover off; this time his hand stroked his cock more urgently when he saw that she wore no bra, none was needed for her perky breasts. Two hard-tipped breasts appeared with brown areolas the size of a nickel, but the pink nipples were almost red with throbbing blood. Rich must have got some pleasure from her; that is why she took so long to come to the cabin. By the way her nipples were still hard, she was denied her pleasure. Or did she serve Rich his pleasure and not her own? His hand held his cock as she slowly pulled down her khakis. She wore simple white panties, nothing exotic, but what lay beneath them was more erotic than a thong could’ve revealed. She slid them slowly down her hips and off her legs. He loved the way her buttocks shook as she moved her hips from side to side to get them down. They moved the same way her hips had moved to slide her buttocks over his cock to excite him. She lay down on the bed, her legs parted slightly so that her full, pouty lips of her pussy were revealed. He saw the light glisten off the fine hairs between her legs. He couldn’t wait any longer as he deserted the hole in the wall to lie back on the bed just as she turned off her light. He closed his eyes as he spread his legs wide. His cock was stiff and sensitive, fearing that he’d cum too soon if he weren’t careful. The image of Jane’s naked body was etched in his head, but it was her buttocks that he also felt, reminded of the way they rubbed him so erotically. If only she’d turned her back to him so he could admire the twin peaks or let him have a glimpse of what lay beneath the sharp crack that divided them so vividly. He went to work on his cock to grip it softly but tightly, as she would do.
His cock was hard and pulsating with pleasure, just as Rich’s cock was beneath her fingertips. Her hand moved as she watched him begin to stroke his cock, and she felt
her hand curl around the edge of the table as if it were Derk’s cock that she clutched so possessively. She watched him as his hand stroked his cock faster and faster. Jane felt so proud that she’d inspired such lust in him, but she wished it were her hand that stroked it. She could see his fingers grasp his shaft tighter as his movements became more urgent around his throbbing cock. She saw the drops of pleasure leak from the tip and remembered the feel of Rich’s hot crème on her hands and his taste in her mouth. Derk stroked the juices to allow his hand to slide along the slippery shaft faster. She knew he was ready and wished she could coax the cum from his balls. Her fingers went between her legs to find her swollen clit. She was soaked in pleasure in spite of not touching herself until now. She watched as Derk’s body went tight as his hand stroked his cock so rapidly. He held his cock straight up into the air as he pumped it. She came just as the cum shot up into the air, going up a foot before the thick, white crème sank back down onto his belly from the sheer weight. He continued to shoot, but he lost the height, but not the copious amount of cum that spilled from his cock. She put her fist into her mouth to stifle her cries of pleasure as she came with him. She finally pulled away from the hole in the wall and lay back down on the bed. She had cum so fast after being denied her pleasure by Derk and Rich.
Jane and Derk both fell asleep, content.
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