Chapter 24: Sailing to Menorca

Their exams finished on the Wednesday of the following week. Everyone was pleased with how they went except Erika who was never pleased with her performance but still always got straight A’s. Dylan spent the next two days catching up on his web development work and Anna complained she was being neglected. However, she brightened up on the Friday afternoon as Mat drove Erika, Dylan and herself to his grandfather’s boat in Pollenca for the weekend. She was excited but a little apprehensive as she had not sailed on a yacht before. She was, however, a competent dinghy sailor, having opted for sailing camp each summer, which she loved.

When they arrived, Anna was amazed at the large, beautiful yacht moored in the marina. Dylan announced that it was an Oyster 495.

“It’s huge!” exclaimed an excited Anna.

“The yacht our dad skippers is almost twice as big” replied Mat.

Mike welcomed them aboard. He looked after the yacht and he and his girlfriend crewed for the boy’s grandparents who used to manage the boat on their own but were now happier to have some younger help as they got older.

Dylan showed Anna around the boat. They walked around the deck and Anna was pleased that she understood most of the sailing equipment, even if it was all on a larger scale to what she was used to. When they went below decks, she was amazed how beautiful it was. There was a lot of natural woodwork, but it looked very modern and luxurious. First they found themselves in the saloon which had comfy seating on both sides, the starboard one extended partly around a substantial folding table. Next he showed her the galley which looked just like a small modern kitchen. They went back up to the saloon then forward, down a few steps first to a very small bedroom on the starboard side which had narrow bunk beds. She was just thinking that it was not very practical for lovers when Dylan explained that it was the crew cabin and would not be used on their trip, unless they had a falling out! Opposite that was the forward heads complete with toilet, washbasin and shower. Further forward was the guest cabin which Anna thought looked much more inviting with a central double bed, small dressing table and wardrobe. “This is our’s” Dylan announced.

“It’s lovely!” Anna exclaimed “But where do Erika and Mat sleep?”

“Because he’s older, they get the owners cabin aft.”

He took her back up to the saloon, down a couple of steps on the opposite side to the galley and down a small passage past the chart table to the owner’s cabin. It had a larger central double bed, dressing table, drawers and wardrobe. The heads compartment was also more spacious.

“Wow!” Anna exclaimed “this is luxurious but ours is cosier.”

“The bad news is that should the four of us sail with Grannie and Grandpa, we end up in the bunk room, unless it’s warm enough to sleep on deck.”

“That sounds romantic if you’re anchored in some picturesque bay but a bit public in the marina!” she laughed.

Next Dylan explained all of the safety equipment on board and gave her a lifejacket with built-in harness which he helped her fit.

“Although I’m qualified too, it’s Mat’s turn to be skipper this weekend, so you wear the lifejacket and clip on whenever he says but anytime if you would feel happier” Dylan explained.

They went back to their own cabin to freshen up and change for an early dinner so that they could make a good start in the morning.

The teens met up in the saloon, the boys wearing smart casuals and the girls in fairly conservative minidresses, still showing quite a lot of their beautiful legs. They then walked the short distance to the yacht club where they were greeted and shown to their table. After an enjoyable meal and a little walk around the marina, they returned to the boat and talked about their plans to sail over to Menorca the next day. Mat looked up from his phone, having looked at the latest forecast.

“It should be an easy sail tomorrow with force 4 from the east and sunshine but Sunday looks a bit more unsettled with the wind backing a little and increasing to force 5 with some cloud but no rain forecast. Dylan?”

“Yes, the grib file I downloaded earlier was pretty much the same. Relaxing tomorrow and a bit more exciting on Sunday”.

“Let’s get to bed then crew” Mat suggested “8am breakfast”

They all went to their cabins. Anna took off her dress and went into the heads to use the toilet and brush her teeth. There was only room for one, so Dylan got undressed and waited for her to finish. She jumped into bed naked and he followed soon afterwards.

“I didn’t ask Captain Mat for permission to fuck” Anna said, with her trademark cheeky grin.

“We had better go to sleep then” Dylan replied, turning with his back to her.

She cuddled up to his back, put her arm over his hip and started playing with his cock which quickly sprang into life.

“If that’s what you want” she replied, releasing his cock and turning over with her back to him.

“You are just wicked!” he said and turned over to face her back and moved his left hand to grasp her left breast. She gasped as he nipped her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it around. He then moved his hand feeling down her front until he came to her pubic hairs which he played with for a while, pulling them gently and twirling them between his fingers. He then moved lower to play with her clit hood and pussy lips, already wet with her juices. At the same time, he pushed his now fully erect cock between her legs from behind and rubbed it up and down her slit, causing Anna to gasp loudly. When he got her well and truly excited, he said “Oops we don’t have permission!” and stopped, saying “I guess we should go to sleep”.

“You bastard!” she shouted “You had better fuck me now or else I’ll go ask Mat to do it!”.

“All right” he replied grudgingly “He’s probably asleep already, so I guess I’d better succumb to your sexual demands”.

She grabbed his cock saying “I won’t let go until this thing is at least halfway into my pussy” and she didn’t.

The teasing worked them both into a frenzy and they were soon fucking like rabbits. After he had shot his third load of sperm into her welcoming pussy, giving her twice as many orgasms, they fell asleep only to be rudely woken by Dylan’s alarm at 7:30. After a couple of snoozes, they got out of bed, put on robes and dragged themselves into the saloon for breakfast.

“I see my crew had a good night’s sleep and are excited to start the day” Mat said sarcastically.

“I see Erika looking shagged out, what are you on?” asked Anna.

“Coffee and lots of it” admitted Mat.

Soon after they were dressed and on deck in the positions which Mat had requested.

“Release the aft lines please girls” he ordered.

“Port aft line clear” Anna said.

“Stab’d aft clear” Erika added.

“Drop the bowlines please Dylan” he ordered.

“Bow clear and lines sunk” Dylan shouted

And they were soon on their way out of the marina.

Dylan went down below and radioed the Marina to let them know they were bound for Ciutadella on Menorca and gave them an ETA for their return the next day.