Chapter 7: The Last Friday in Fowey

Friday was another settle day with a steady breeze and a cloudless sky. They all woke up after a good night’s sleep and, after breakfast, headed over to the sailing school.

Taran greeted them “Ready for your assessments Girls?”

“I think I’ll try to fail, so I have to stay on for another week” Chloe replied.

“Me too!” Ella agreed. “The rest of the school holidays are going to be boring.”

“Good luck, girls” Jan said. “You’ll need a shower after your capsize drill, so we’ll head to the Galleon after our lesson and see you there.”

Phil had Chloe sail the dinghy off of the jetty and they were soon sailing in the estuary. He checked her on all the things which Matt had taught her but which he had not been able to check previously. He only needed to make a couple of observations before it was Ella’s turn. He was pleased that she remembered the things he had taught her over both weeks.

After an hour and a half, Phil smiled at them. “Excellent girls! You are both now competent dinghy sailors!”

Ella and Chloe both punched the air, whooping.

“All you have to do to get your certificates is the capsize recovery drill. If you could take us a bit closer to the jetty, I’ll explain what you need to do.”

Once they were near the jetty, Phil said “Right, I’ll show you how it’s done the first time, then you can each have a turn.”

He turned the boat sideways on to the wind with both sails sheeted hard in. The dinghy immediately heeled over as Phil clambered over the side to stand on the centreboard and the girls got thrown into the water, squealing. The dinghy was now on its side with the sails lying on the surface. The girls manoeuvred the boat so that the bow was pointing towards the wind then swam to lie alongside the cockpit. Phil leaned backwards, holding onto both the gunwale and the mainsheet, and as the boat righted, he clambered aboard, only getting his feet wet.

“Not fair!” Chloe exclaimed. “You didn’t even get wet!”

Phil laughed, “Now, if you just drop me off on the jetty, you two can have a go.”

“No way!” Ella shouted. “We need you in case it goes tits up!”

“Just joking!” Phil replied. “Unfortunately, I do have to stay with you. OK, Ella first!”

Ella and then Chloe both got their own back, doing nifty manoeuvres to climb on to the centreboard as the dinghy heeled over and then pulling the dinghy upright, getting Phil thoroughly soaked in the process. They then took it in turns, bailing out as much water from the cockpit as they could, before a quick run across the estuary let the self-bailers finish the job.

After securing the dinghy to the jetty, they went up to the sailing school, rinsed off and hung up their buoyancy aids to dry and went to the shower. There was no-one else around, so they all stripped off in the changing area and just managed to fit into the shower together.

There was much laughing and giggling as they soaped each other, with much groping. As Ella and Phil were kissing and rubbing their bodies together, Chloe kneeled down between them. She took Phil’s cock in her mouth and started giving him a blowjob. Once she had got him fully erect, she got out of the way and waved his cock up and down Ella’s slit until her lips became engorged and opened for him.

As Chloe slipped out of the shower, she grabbed a towel for herself and turned to see Phil lifting Ella by her bum cheeks and sliding her back up the tiles. Her legs were firmly around him, holding on as he thrust his cock up inside her hot little cunt. With all of the foreplay in the shower, it was nor long before Ella’s first squealing orgasm overtook her. Phil was almost there too but managed to hold on to come with Ella on her second, shooting his load way up into her spasming cunt.