Arousal

Kassie, Leroy, Noel & Devon

“Welcome aboard the White Rose! I’m Kassie, your tour guide for this entire two-hour boat sailing.” I smile at the five tourists. They’re a black couple with their three boys – triplets obviously by the look of them – who are about eight years old. “That’s our captain over there. His name’s John.” I look at the kids. “Say ‘hi’ to John.”

“Hi, John!” they greet him in unison and they wave at the thirty-five-year-old John at the bow, as he prepares the schooner to sail any second now.

John greets our clients with his usual toothless smile and also inspects the rigs for the second time to ensure that we are good to go. As I’ve already mastered in just a few days of working as a tour guide on a sailboat in San Diego, California, it is important that cotter pins and turnbuckles are securing the rigging to the hull. Or else, we’ll have a dismasted sailboat, which means bad.

I usually work ten or twelve hours a day – that’s about four or five tours plus rest and cleaning the boat afterward. At this time of year, there are usually a lot of clients. The boat is owned by a distant relative who gives me $130 per day for the job as a tour guide. I earn more whenever our clients give us tips. Plus, I earn a very nice tan.

I save up all the money I get for college, as I don’t have parents to help me out. Each of them live with their own families, and I just live with my grandmother who’s raised me since I was twelve when my parents divorced. After that nasty divorce of theirs, I barely see any of them. So, here I am trying to do all I can so that I can go to college – all on my own effort. Grams will help me out with half of the tuition from her own money that she saved all these years. But I also think that she might need some of it for herself so I can’t let her give me all that money for furthering my education.

So back to the present, I tell the family about some things to watch out for during our sailing. I also tell them what to expect from time to time.

“On our way to the Sunset Resort Marina, we might spot sea lions and dolphins. You like those?” I turn to the boys who nod excitedly. “We’ll pass by close to the landmarks like the Maritime Museum, as well as its flagship Star of India, then the Coronado Bridge and Old Point La Loma Lighthouse. You can take photos or videos if you wish,” I add to the couple with a friendly smile.

“Okay! That’s great,” the wife says with a satisfied smile as she gets her camera ready.

We start to sail, after I’ve recommended the family to wear life jackets. Although John and I don’t wear life jackets because we’re strong swimmers and we don’t like to be hindered on whatever we do, we always ensure that our clients are safe, especially since we have kids on board.

As we sail, I serve a platter of salami, cheese, crackers, chips and chocolates with a pitcher of orange juice for the kids and chilled white wine for the couple. We watch as the Sun sets below the peninsula of Point Loma.

“As you can see, the Sun creates a spectacular…” I trail my sentence as I spot the navy ships in the distance. I try to get a glimpse of the toned bodies of the Navy SEALs. Although I see them everyday, I just can’t get enough of my own sightseeing.

“Kassie?” John tries to get my attention back to my job. His amused eyes tease me. He knows damn well why I trail off my sentences everytime we’re in these parts of the tour.

I try to suppress a blush but it seems inevitable. Both husband and wife seem to know the reason why as they follow the direction of my eyes.

God! This is so embarrassing! But I can’t just help it. At the age of eighteen and still a certified virgin, I do already know how to appreciate toned bodies of men, especially the Navy SEALs. They just look so perfect and magnificent, I could swoon!

“Um… you can see the array of light on the water. In a few minutes, you’ll also see the lights of San Diego’s Downtown City Skyline come aglow when we head back to the harbor.”

“It’s so breathtaking!” the wife winds her arms around her husband’s arm, as the two of them look at the fantastic view from here.

I can’t agree more. And it’s even more fantastic while I see those half-naked men working on the navy ships.

I sigh dreamily.

“You guys are awesome. We loved the tour. Thank you!” the husband shakes John’s and my hands before getting off board. He’s the second one to get off after John, to help out each member of his family.

The wife gives me a tip on top of the p*****t of the boat tour. I thank her with a smile.

“You take care of yourself well, okay? I hope you’ll meet your SEAL soon,” she adds with a wink and a gentle tap on my shoulder.

I somehow give her a shy smile and I gently scratch the back of my head. Without much attention like a mannerism, I knock the tip of my right shoe on the floor as I watch the family wave me goodbye. I also wave back with a smile and then I hear John snigger.

“You’re really at it again today, huh?” he comments, looking up at me while I’m still on board the boat.

I stick out my tongue and laugh. He chuckles because of it.

“You clean up and mop the floors well. Tomorrow is another day,” he says.

I just make a face. “I’m doing that everytime. I know! No need to tell me everytime we finish up harboring!” I roll my eyes, sending him off.

I follow him with my eyes. He seems excited to go home to his wife and have dinner with her. As for me, I still have to finish everything here before I can go home.

The next day six men are on board the White Rose schooner. They drink beer and wine as we sail and I talk. The Sun is so hot today – extra hot, that is. I tie my long light brown hair when it’s loosened by the wind. Thankfully, the breeze is still trying to balance the heat.

Sometimes, depending on the clients, they can help or try their hands at sailing. Right now, a couple of them participate as others are busy trying to catch videos or photos of the wildlife we encounter along the way.

We stop for about half an hour as they swim around the boat. I give them some chilled wine after their swim.

“This is very good!” one says, raising his glass to me. He is tall, well-muscled and handsome… and half-naked.

I just nod at him, trying to pull away my gaze from his body.

“It is 1965…” I trail off my sentence as my eyes catch the navy ship once again. I see the Navy SEALs on board. Some are in their uniforms and some are just half-naked, busy doing their own thing.

I hear John clear his throat and I blink.

“Watch the boom!” he says.

The guys, who are about to be hit in the head by the horizontal support for the foot of the mainsail that extends aft of the mast, automatically duck. John adjusts the mast to not luff and we sail back to the harbor.

One of the men asks for my number. I look at John first. I’m not too sure if it’s allowed to give away my number to our clients for personal reasons. When he nods his approval, I give the guy my number.

“I’m Jake, by the way.” He extends his hand to shake mine.

“I’ll remember that,” I say with a smile on my red cherry lips.

His blue eyes caress my face. One of his friends throws a slipper on him.

“Hey, Jake! You coming or not?” his friend asks with a teasing grin.

Jake picks up the slipper and throws it back to his friend laughingly. “I’m coming!” He hits his friend in the leg before he turns to me. “I’ll call you some time, Kassie.” He waves at me before he runs to catch up his friends.

I smile at them. “Up to grab our lunch, John?” I turn to the boat’s captain, who’s adjusting the sail sheets so that the wind will not catch and ruin them.

“Okay!” he says. He follows me off the boat as he jumps down.

It’s like an hour before we get back to the boat and our next clients, a couple who are on their honeymoon, arrive. We sail the boat mostly in silence so that they can enjoy the breathtaking views of the bay. They seem to be so engrossed in each other’s company that it seems they’re alone in the world.

This part is my favorite when our clients are a couple. They are not really interested in what I say. So I just shut my mouth most of the times unless they ask me something or they simply talk to me. So with this, I can just fill my eyes with the toned bodies of the Navy SEALs on board the navy ships.

“We’re done for today after this,” John tells me when our clients are out of earshot. “So finish up the harboring and I’ll go home ahead. I don’t feel too well all of a sudden.”

“So you’re not sure if you’re coming to work tomorrow?” I ask worriedly. I haven’t tried handling the schooner all by myself even though he has already taught me how to sail.

He takes a deep breath. “Maybe I will. Not sure, though. But… we’ll see. I’ll just call you up if I can’t make it tomorrow. Don’t worry. I’ll also tell Fred if I can’t. Maybe he’ll be your captain tomorrow,” he says with a gesture of his hands in the air, referring to the owner of the schooner. White Rose is just one of Fred’s many boats in San Diego that’s used for boat tours.

“Okay. Maybe it’s just because of the extra heat today,” I suggest.

He nods and waves his hand before he turns on his heels and leaves the harbor. I am left to finish up harboring the sailboat and mopping the floors. I decide to take a nap as the wind eases out the heat somehow.

“Hey, are you okay?” I hear a deep voice, disturbing my nap.

When I sit up, I am shocked to see the White Rose in the middle of the water and far away from the harbor. Oh, damn it! I realize that I have not put the anchor down, as I try to recall what I did before napping. No wonder I am now here in the middle of the sea and the Sun is setting.

I look up and see three tall and hot Navy SEALs in their uniforms. I realize that they’re the ones who have awakened me. One is black and the other two are white. My heart suddenly does a quick cartwheel inside my chest. Their black Navy dinghy is floating not so far away from the White Rose.

“Your boat doesn’t have its sheets up, lady. So, we figured out there’s something wrong with it,” the black guy explains.

I look up at the sail sheets and swallow. Yeah, they’re tucked all right.

“We’ll give you a hand,” one of the two white guys offers. He has very short blond hair. His eyes are green and his chin is slightly divided.

I stand up and the black guy assists me to my feet. I thank him.

“I-I was taking a nap… a long nap at that… it turns out. I was just too tired I guess.”

The three of them smile at me. “We notice your boat everyday around here,” the second white Navy SEAL tells me. He’s got short, dark hair and gray eyes.

“Oh!”

The three of them chuckle.

“And we notice you, of course,” the black guy adds. His eyes rove up and down my body.

The other two nod in agreement. Somehow, I feel flattered. Not only that the White Rose is noticed by them but also me! Oh, my God! I can’t seem to believe this. And I am now actually talking to three hot Navy SEALs that I am just trying to take a glimpse in a distance.

“We didn’t expect to run into you when we stole the dinghy and decided to have party out here,” the second guy continues. “I’m Noel, by the way. This is Leroy,” he gestures at the black guy, “and this is Devon.”

“Kassie,” I tell them with a nod. “Thank you for… um… noticing me… I mean the boat.” I shrug. “Um… can I offer you something? There’s chilled wine and some snacks if you want.”

“Oh, that’s great!” Leroy exclaims with a wide smile, his white teeth flashing. The three have a high five with each other.

“We’ll continue the party here instead. You’re not in a hurry to go back, are you, Kassie?” Devon softly queries.

I shake my head while I can’t stop myself from smiling. “Oh, no. We can have the party here before I head back to the harbor.”

“Okay. We promise to send you back safe,” Noel takes an oath, with his hand up in a gesture of a pledge.

I bring up a couple of white wine bottles, glasses and snacks on a tray. Devon helps me out when he sees me coming up from the narrow stairs. Then, Noel extends a hand to hold my hand, helping me up while the waves sway the boat. He catches a hold of my waist before I get out-balanced.

Leroy and Devon set the tray on a coffee table with its feet secured on the floor by the use of a couple of big screws. Leroy opens the cap of the bottle and pours the wine.

Note to self. Pay for these bottles of wine and snacks after all this. But it doesn’t matter. This happens only once in a lifetime. I don’t think there’s going to be a second time anyway. I’ll just have to make the best out of it while I can.

I drink with them, talk with them and laugh with them. It’s like it’s the most natural thing to do in the world.

“I think we need some more wine,” I say, already a bit tipsy. The boat is not swaying merely because of the waves but because I’m a bit drunk. Just when I get up, I stagger slightly. Devon catches me faster than I thought, before I fall down the floor.

I look up at his moss-colored eyes. Before I can move or do anything else, he bends his head to give me a peck on the lips. I’m not sure what’s come over me but I kind of like what he just did. So, I tilt my face with partly opened lips, inviting him to give me another kiss.

Devon kisses me. Deeper. It’s like he hungers for more. I kiss him back like I’ve never done before. Oh, well… I’ve never done it before. Truthfully, he’s my first kiss. In the far recessed part of my foggy mind, I realize that it is my first kiss. And oddly, this makes me sober and makes my heart and stomach flutter.

“Ohh…” I hear Leroy and Noel say in unison, as they watch us kiss in front of them.

“Don’t make us envious, Devon!” Noel complains jokingly, standing up to get closer to us. He looks at us as we continue to kiss.

I turn to Noel with a smile after a few seconds. Devon does the same. Then, I feel Noel’s arms go around my waist, replacing Devon’s. Before I can even say a word, Noel’s lips descend to have a taste of my lips. It’s kind of weird kissing two guys in just a matter of few seconds apart. However, it is exciting as well.

I breathe in as I kiss Noel back, which makes him give out a low moan. I feel his smile and he deepens his kiss, with the tip of his tongue teasing my lips.

Oh… my… God! I’ve never known such a kiss can drive me crazy. Besides that, it’s kind of sweet, too!

Noel embraces me more tightly than before, with his hands slowly going down to my buttocks. He kneads them as he continues to kiss me.

Then, I feel him being torn apart from me. When I open my eyes, I see Leroy taking Noel’s place. He scoops me up to be on his height level and gives me a smacking kiss.

I am a bit shocked by this. He smiles at me that makes my knees go weak. But good that he’s holding me up like this and I don’t need to wobble where I stand. He closes his eyes and gives me another kiss, which is lingering than the first. I like the way Leroy kisses me, too.

Damn it! All three of them are good kissers. I can’t even say who the best is. I might even say that the best kisser is the one who’s currently kissing me, whoever it might be. I can’t really decide which one of them is the best. But it seems that I don’t have to pick one. I realize later – a few seconds more.

“Put her down. Carefully, Leroy,” I hear Devon’s deep voice commanding the black guy.

Leroy does as he is told. He slowly lays me down the floor. There, he continues to kiss me. At the same time, Noel takes off my blouse and bra and Devon pulls down and off my body the shorts and undies I’m wearing.

I feel the wind against my naked skin. I shiver a bit. But that is just temporary, as the three of them start to unclothe themselves as well. My eyes drink on their naked well-muscled wide shoulders, chest, abs and legs… all the way to their huge erection.

I swallow hard as I look at their respective arousals. I can’t tell when I was able to say that a man – or men in this matter – can be this beautiful like gods. I admire each of their body. Leroy has smooth chest, whereas Devon and Noel have a bit of hair on their chest. But I don’t mind. They all look good to me… especially down there. All three of them are huge and they look so powerful and demanding.

Maybe I should be afraid right now. But no. I am not. Instead, I openly stare at them with amazement and admiration in my eyes. The three of them look at my nudity as well. I can clearly see the desire and admiration reflected in their smoky eyes.

Somehow, I just feel so beautiful right now. They even make me forget that I’m a virgin and I haven’t done any s*x act or even first or second base before. Let alone the third base.

Okay. So, here I am. I think I’m going for the third base in a few moments. But I don’t care. I’ll just enjoy this moment with these three hot Navy SEALs. Who knows when I’d get the chance next?

Like they’re in training, the three of them simultaneously kneel down. Devon takes the position between my legs, whereas Noel positions himself on my left and Leroy on my right.

Devon begins to stroke my legs and thighs with his hands, while Noel massages both my breasts with already hardened n*****s and Leroy covers my mouth with his own as his hand caresses my flat stomach. Then he reaches for my hand to guide it to stroke his huge black c**k.

Meanwhile, Devon starts to explore the area between my thighs. He cups it with one hand and runs his middle finger in between the crevice of the folds of my p***y. I realize that it’s already damp down there. He spreads the wetness and strokes my p***y even more.

Noel, on the other hand, suckles one n****e as the other hand caresses my breast and pinches the tip. With all the sensation they’re giving to my body, I writhe and I arch my back. A sequence of low moans escapes from my throat – while kissing Leroy. His tongue darts inside my mouth, exploring the roof and inner cheeks. What he does is just so hot and wet and wild. I don’t even think I can get enough of it. So I meet his tongue, tasting him as well.

Noel also guides my other hand to stroke his waiting and throbbing c**k. He moans when my fingers are wrapped around it. It feels velvety and strong… it’s like it’s ready to explode just like Leroy’s.

I give out a sexy and feminine growl when I feel Devon’s fingers enter my damp entrance.

“Oh, f**k! You’re…” his words trail off. My hips move like in an instinct. He stops my hips from moving by holding me with his other hand. “Stay still, Kassie,” he softly orders. I think he already knows that I’ve never been with a man before. Then, he slowly moves his fingers inside before he lowers his face to taste my p***y.

I sob with delight, as Devon licks my p***y. It just feels so good. I can’t help but let out a string of low moans. The tip of his tongue sweetly tortures my clit and labia. His lips also nibble gently on each of them before he suckles the clit. I feel like I’m going to be blown into a thousand pieces because of what he’s doing to my p***y.

I break off my kiss with Leroy as I yelp “Oh, God!” and so breathless. I don’t know if I’d ever know how to breathe normally after this. It’s just so intense!

Then I feel Devon shift his position once again. This time, he penetrates his c**k deep into my well-licked, delighted and throbbing p***y. I scream but Leroy cuts it off by sinking his c**k into my mouth.

“Yes, that’s it,” he whispers. “Suck it… ohh…”

With this, Noel reaches for my other hand and makes my two hands caress his huge c**k. I stroke it while the other two men enjoy my mouth and p***y.

Devon continues to plunge deeper and deeper. Each time, he gives me a new sensation. It’s really indescribable for me. But the bottom line is it’s really great!

Leroy holds my chin while his c**k freely gets in and out of my mouth. Devon also lifts my two legs to rest them on his left shoulder as he prods deeper into my body. In my mind, all the known curses are exclaimed in a litany… until Devon brings me to the edge of bursting.

“Hold on a bit, Kassie,” he coaxes me. His face and body are shiny with perspiration. He even looks sexier! That’s what I think. Our eyes meet despite of Leroy’s c**k in my mouth.

Devon keeps pumping harder but faster now. Then, I scream with my own release. With this, he grunts and withdraws his c**k to spray his load in my ass. A few moments after, I feel my fingers get wet and sticky when I hear Noel groan, releasing his own load. Some moments later still, Leroy enjoys my mouth before he blows his load on my face.

All four of us are breathless like we’ve been running in a marathon. Devon puts his hands on either side of my face so he can lean downward and give me an Earth-shattering kiss. I let go of Noel’s c**k so I can put my arms around Devon’s neck and kiss him back sweetly.

“You were great,” he whispers into my mouth while kissing me.

“You, too,” I mumble an answer with a smile on my lips.

“I think I’m sober, man,” Leroy says to Noel with a huge grin on his face.

“Me, too, man,” Noel agrees.

The two do a high five. When Devon stops kissing me, each of the two gives me a peck on the lips as well. I sigh happily, recalling what just happened between the four us.

My phone rings. I fish it out of my discarded shorts and read the text message.

“Hi, Kassie! This is Jake, remember?”

And I smile as I recall his blue eyes and smiling face. The three Navy SEALs look at me with questioning eyes.

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