Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)
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				Title: <strong>Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Poisin</strong> on <strong>17-11-2012, 20:50:09</strong>
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				For as long as Tracy has been on this earth, she's been sailing the ocean over the summer with her dad, her cousins, and her uncles. Her father had to take a long time to buy the fishing boat (http://www.pursuitboats.com/OS385.htm) they used, so he liked to use it when ever they got the chance. Tracy loved it of course, sailing was amazing, watching the land get further and further away, feeling the wind and sun on your skin, watching the sunsets at night, and every once in a while she'd see some cool sea animal along side the boat. When she got older, she began to learn how to man the boat on her own, and every once in a while she'd get to take it out&nbsp; with her friends for a night. That wasn't until she was 19. When she was 22 she went out for the first time into open waters for the first time alone and came back with an 'all over' tan. When&nbsp; she was 24 her father decided that he wanted to get a newer model, so he sold it to her for a steal and every chance she got she was out on the boat and on the water enjoying herself as much as she could. <br><br>Now Tracy is 27 and she lives in Key west as a realtor, a job that allows her a few weeks of vacation every year, paid vacation. And Tracy takes advantage of that as much as she can. Especially if one of those weeks happens to be the last week before tourist season really begins to pick up. Tracy likes tourists, they're good for her line of work when they fall in love with the place, but she doesn't like them out on 'her' water. It gets too crowded and she'd rather be the only one out on the water for as far as she can see. Like she knew she would be today. This was her alone time, the time she used to settle herself down, to calm her nerves, to keep herself refreshed and sane. Other times she would bring people out with her, but she needed at least one trip to herself, just to be calm and quiet. <br><br>Tracy smiled to herself as she walked out to the docks where her boat was anchored, she'd called ahead to have them fill up the tank ahead of time so she could get her boat ready and go. They were just finishing up as she approached, she paid with a smile on her face and loaded her supplies for her big fun trip. She spent about an hour or two checking to make sure everything was fine, and putting away her supplies. <br><br>Stepping down the stairs to the sleeping quarters, Tracy changed from her jeans and t-shirt, to a bikini and loose over shirt. She worked hard to keep herself trim and times like these was where that paid off. She moved over to the bathroom area and looked at herself in the mirror. Pulling her sandy blonde hair up into a pony tail. It had been a while since she got to go out onto the boat, the weather hadn't been nice enough. And her tan wasn't what it used to be. She was looking forward to getting that all over tan again. She looked around the sleeping quarters for a minute, smiling to herself at the memory of sleepovers with cousins on this thing. She chuckled before going back up to the deck and cast off. She was lucky that the wind wasn't blowing against her and she was able to pull out with ease. <br><br>Sun glasses on and feeling rather bad ass, she sailed out towards open waters. After about 30 minutes of sailing she couldn't see the land behind her and there was only one other boat around her. She looked out towards them and saw that it was another fishing boat, a newer model from the looks of it. Feeling a bit nosy she pulled out her binoculars by the wheel to see who the owner was, expecting it to be some old guy who'd been waiting until retirement to buy the boat. She looked over towards and immediately looked away blushing. It was definitely an old couple enjoying their new boat. Tracy picked up the speed of her boat, wanting to get to a reef she liked to go to and stay for a night or two. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>30-11-2012, 04:20:17</strong>
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				If the sea was vast, immortality was equally vast.&nbsp; Immortality, combined with the powers of a god, had given him the ability to know the oceans from bottom to surface.&nbsp; He knew all its denizens, making friends with creatures for the infinitesimal moments they existed in his realm, then saying goodbye when they left for uncharted adventures in the hereafter.&nbsp; Fins, flippers, tentacles, barbs, teeth, he'd mingled with them all, often as one of them.&nbsp; He knew the sights and sounds of the oceans, the aromas and currents, canyons and submarine mountains, even the vibrations that disturbed the environment from above.&nbsp; The surface dwellers had invaded his territory for aeons, by dint of muscle, wind, and, more lately, mechanics.&nbsp; He knew the pitch and throb of every vessel, from the massive iron hulks to sleek wooden hulls that skidded across the waves, and even the man-sized boards that borrowed his waves and wind for the thrill of experiencing a piece of the wild seas.&nbsp; These, Poseidon was most charitable towards, as they matched his enthusiasm for his realm.<br><br>Now and then, he sent wave and storm to remind the humans just whose power they challenged at their peril.&nbsp; But he observed them, too, finding some among them pleasing to his eye.&nbsp; Some came often, some rarely.&nbsp; Some, he followed again and again when they came, watching as they grew and changed as mortals do.&nbsp; He was a god who could relish a mortal of spirit.&nbsp; And, because he was a god with his own lusty attitude, he enjoyed the mortals who pleased his eye and excited his dreams.<br><br>He heard a familiar vibration, a vessel he'd been observing for years.&nbsp; Sometimes powered by engines, others by sail alone.&nbsp; He admired the skill of the mariners and the happy smiles of the growing children who embraced their father's passion.&nbsp; He would take the form of a dolphin, follow and play in the boat's wake, while keeping an eye on the children who grew into young women.&nbsp; The last few years, the boat was only piloted by the one woman.&nbsp; He remembered the first time he'd seen her exposed au natural to the sun and spray, and told himself that this could be a woman whose company he could enjoy, at least for a time.&nbsp; He suspected she would embrace what he had to offer her, and thrill to what he could show her.<br><br>She was on the surface again, her vessel headed out to a lone voyage, away from prying eyes and seeking solace.&nbsp; Would she notice the dolphin in her wake?&nbsp; Would she possibly recognize the twin jagged white streaks, like lightning bolts, running from above his eyes to beside his blowhole?&nbsp; Surely she was headed to the reef she had used for a prior trip, he assumed.&nbsp; Perhaps there, in the moonlight, he would make his appearance for her, give her the chance to taste his immortality and power.&nbsp; For now, the dolphin broke the surface, cackling and splashing beside her boat, his squeaks like laughter showing the pleasure of her company.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Poisin</strong> on <strong>30-11-2012, 08:01:57</strong>
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				Tracy did in fact hear the Dolphin as it popped up alongside her vessel, she would have even gone to greet it if she hadn't been moving so fast through the water. She was so close to stopping, to making it to her point, but she hoped it would follow her. She always loved seeing the wild sea creatures that somehow always seemed to greet her. With in about 10 more minutes she made it to her little spot and she anchored there. She was far enough from the reefs to not damage it, or be pulled in. And she ran around her boat to see if the Dolphin was still there. She looked out over the water and saw it jumping around, swimming closer to her boat when it caught sight of her. "Hey there big guy!" She called excitedly leaning over the boat to watch it swim by, this same Dolphin had been coming out to her boat for the past couple of years now. It had taken her about 4 or 5 trips out on the water to recognize him, and now she considered him her good luck charm while she was out on the water. <br><br>She smiled down at him and tilted her head as he swam around, Dolphins were always so happy, it was hard not to smile when she saw them. But for now, she needed to get everything ready for her to stay out here at sea. "I'll be back!" She called over her shoulder as she made sure everything was all fine and in order. She check to make sure where she was, and that her boat was going to stay put, when that was done she walked down the steps to her bags and pulled out her sun tan lotion. Closing her eyes a moment to listen to the ocean rock against her boat. <br><br>She came back on deck with a towel and some sun tan lotion, stripping quickly out in the open and applying her sun tan lotion, making sure to get all over and paying special attention to her breast, ass and cunt. Not wanting the places that get the least amount of sun to burn. Her back was a little harder so she used a spray lotion and hoped she got everywhere before setting up her towel by the edge of the water. She looked out to see if the Dolphin was still there. "I hope you don't mind if I get some sun before I swim." She said a teasing tone clear in her voice, as if the Dolphin could understand her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>02-12-2012, 05:13:13</strong>
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				By the time she had settled down on the deck, she heard a splash a dozen feet away.&nbsp; The dolphin was back, if he had ever left, and signaled her with a high breach and back flip, slapping the surface with his back fin as he plunged into the water.&nbsp; The splash rose several feet, but he was far enough away not to have soaked her body as she lay in the rays.&nbsp; Having made his announcement, he seemed to settle down, sliding back and forth in the sea waves near her boat, half tilted on his side, his near side fin gliding on the ocean surface.&nbsp; He serenaded her with high whines and playful whistles, but these gradually faded as she rested drowsily in the warm Caribbean sun.&nbsp; After a while, when she checked again, he was nowhere to be seen.<br><br>She is delicious, he affirmed as he watched her lean, lithe body stretched out naked in the afternoon.&nbsp; Her sense of freedom intrigued him, as well as her obvious charms.&nbsp; If she takes the swim she spoke of, he thought to himself, perhaps I will return and play, either as the dolphin, or in some other form.&nbsp; But tonight, when the sun is set and the sky alive with undiluted stars, I will approach her again, this time in a form we can both fully enjoy.&nbsp; It is time she came to know exactly who keeps her company.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Poisin</strong> on <strong>02-12-2012, 05:48:06</strong>
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				At one point Tracy had rolled over and onto her side to watch the Dolphin play, smiling to herself as she got a show that some people would never get in their lives. She almost wished she had something to give it as a thank you. After a while when she was tired of laying in the sun she did get up and look around for the Dolphin, but she couldn't find him. She pouted lightly and moved towards the back of the boat where she could gently lower herself in the water. She liked this little patch of ocean that she'd found, it was always teeming with life, and luckily for her, she'd yet to see a shark around here. <br><br>Grabbing her goggles and snorkel she stepped down the ladder and into the water. Closing her eyes for a moment to enjoy the cool rush of it around her. Before finally letting go and going completely under for a moment. She curled up with a happy smile on her face before opening her eyes and looking around herself. She never went too far from her boat, that would have been asking trouble, but the reef was only 10 or 15 feet away, that wasn't too bad. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 03:50:10</strong>
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				<br><br>Even several feet from the reef, the area under the surface was teeming with colorful marine life.&nbsp; Fish with vibrant colors swirled gracefully around the coral, dipping into the crevices to pick at this or that bit of smaller food.&nbsp; As Tracy was a graceful figure floating among them, unthreatening, they paid her little heed.<br><br>One particular fish (http://rlv.zcache.com.au/yellow_spotted_anthias_reef_fish_poster-rc558de2513d84812bd3a23ab9277e8c4_f010f_400.jpg) swam up towards her and hovered before her, its colors more exotic and rich than many she'd noticed in this area before.&nbsp; If she knew some of the species, she might have identified it as a yellow spotted anthias, a reef fish dominated by purple and violet, but with yellow spots along its top and bottom fins and the lower half of its bottom.&nbsp; It was a fish more native to Pacific reefs near Japan, and stood out three times the normal six-inch size of the breed.&nbsp; Within its yellow brow, there were two jagged white stripes running from the outer edge of its eyes to the front of its top fin, something not usual to the species' coloring.<br><br>For several seconds it hovered, almost seeming to stare into her eyes.&nbsp; Then it moved aside and paralleled her as she swam through the shallows.&nbsp; When she returned to the surface for a breath, it seemed to wait patiently to greet her again when she dived to visit his realm.&nbsp; After a bit, it started to nibble playfully at her easily kicking legs, something that felt more like little kisses.&nbsp; On another dive, it nestled just beneath her, almost between her breasts, its fins teasing her lightly along with the cool water against her naked flesh.<br><br>The sun beams were getting more and more slanted through the water as the afternoon faded and the sun was nearing the western horizon.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Poisin</strong> on <strong>04-12-2012, 04:57:18</strong>
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				At first Tracy just floated with her body half in the water and half out, just at the surface and watching everything, every time was always magical feeling. As she felt the water begin to move her gently she noticed an incredibly colorful fish swimming up towards her. It was huge! She was almost a little nervous to have it coming so close to her, that ramming into her side could hurt her! But it just sort of floated there, staring at her. And she stared back at it, she&nbsp; noticed the stripes, but she didn't think much of it. She didn't think this fish was native to these parts, and she wondered where it might have come from. <br><br>When she realized the fish wasn't really going to hurt her she started to swim, and it swam with her. It was a strange experience, one she'd never had happen before, even when she'd done one of those 'swim with the dolphins' excursions they never really seemed to stay that close to you for long periods of time. Every time she went up to break through the surface and make sure she wasn't too far from the boat, it waited for her. Going right back to her side and swimming right along with her. <br><br>When it pecked at her legs, she'd laughed a bit and had to go back up for air, pulling her snorkel under and getting a mouth full of sea water. And when she went back down it swam underneath her, just barely touching her. If she'd been able to she would have joked with the fish that it was trying to cop a feel. And that if it wanted to do that it could at least take her out to dinner. <br><br>Eventually the water wasn't as bright and she knew that the sun was setting. She may have been an experienced person when it came to being on the sea at night, but she knew better than to swim in the water alone at night. She turned and went back to the boat, the fish following her until it couldn't go any farther, she threw her snorkel and goggles up onto the boat before climbing out. "Bye big guy!" She called to it before wringing out her hair and setting things up to eat, shower and then finally, so that she could sleep. <br><br>She hadn't realized how exhausted she'd been, when she was done cleaning up her mess, and checking once more to make sure that the boat was ok for the night, she crawled underneath to where the bed was situated. Still naked, but now at least free of salt water from her skin, she closed her eyes and passed out. 
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				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 04:40:43</strong>
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				For several hours, the boat rocked gently on the waves that barely interrupted the calm ocean.&nbsp; The sunset had left the sea empty and dark, setting the stage for a dazzling display of stars above the shimmering surface.&nbsp; Rarely, a small splash marked as some fish broke the surface in search of a swimming insect or floating bit of seaweed, but otherwise, all was still.&nbsp; Well after midnight, the stars dimmed as another bright light, the full moon, started to rise above the horizon, its reflected silver glow dimming the luster of the stars, although they still shined well outside the satellite's penumbra.<br><br>The silence was finally broken by a steady splashing sound; not sloppy smacks onto the surface, but clean, rhythmic sounds as arms in turns lifted from the water, moved forward, and sliced efficiently back into the sea.&nbsp; The sounds approached the stern of the boat, then stopped.&nbsp; There was the sound of someone breathing, then a soft, "Ahoy there?&nbsp; Anyone aboard?"&nbsp; There was no immediate answer, so the voice, a deep male voice, said to itself, "Well, surely a few minutes rest..."<br><br>Hands reached to the boat's tail and pulled the figure from the water.&nbsp; He stood on the deck behind the wheel and ran his hands through long blond, nearly white hair that tumbled ruggedly down just past his neck.&nbsp; The hair was parted in the middle of his forehead and matched the neat mustache and beard.&nbsp; When he shook his head, some sea water splashed about, but his hair settled back into place, although two strands fell from the center of his forehead and formed a pair of jagged lines to the edges of his eyebrows.&nbsp; He wore only swim trunks, and those only speedos, leaving the rest of his body revealed in the moonlight like a pale statue by an ancient Greek sculptor.&nbsp; His body was lean and muscular, like a champion swimmer or gymnast, and his flesh without flaw.&nbsp; The speedo left little to the imagination as to his ample groin.<br><br>He stretched for a moment in the warm night, his muscles taut and well defined.&nbsp; Then he padded barefoot along the starboard edge of the boat.&nbsp; When he passed the mainsail, he found a clean section of the deck, and lay down on his back, stretching out, one arm under the back of his head, to contemplate the heavens.&nbsp; "Evening, Selene," he greeted the moon with a casual smile.&nbsp; "I hope you're not my only company tonight."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Off the Coast (Prp Poisin*LandonfromTexas)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Poisin</strong> on <strong>13-01-2013, 23:26:10</strong>
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				Tracy wasn't a light sleeper, but when she was on the boat she was. She was more aware of the things going on around her, and when she heard the thump of someone up on the deck she woke up with a start. At first she was quiet, making sure it wasn't just heard, but she heard someone walking around up there and she (as quietly as possible) moved to her kitchen and grabbed a frying pan. Then, realizing she was still naked, she grabbed a robe and wrapped herself in it tightly. She made her way up the stairs, listening to the creaking moan and groan of the boat, afraid that every noise was someone on her boat. When she finally came up on deck, having spent an agonizing 'eternity' to quietly open the door. <br><br>All of the lights on her boat were off, all she had was the blinding light of the moon. That confused her. She held her&nbsp; breath, and tried to listen for the sound of waves crashing against something other than her boat. But there was nothing. She began to move around her boat, going slowly and trying to not let anything sneak up on her. But that's when she saw him, just lying out on her deck, glowing in the moonlight. <br><br>What the hell was a swimmer doing all the way out here? Had he been pulled out to sea? Maybe he was hurt! Oh shit! She dropped the pan with a loud clattering noise and rushed over to him. "Sir! Sir? Are you alright?" She asked frantically, prepared to do CPR if she needed to. 
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				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>15-02-2013, 05:21:16</strong>
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				His eyes had lidded to narrow slits, still enjoying the full moon and the sounds of his domain.&nbsp; His hearing was impeccable, and he took notice of every fish that broke the surface to snap at a low flying insect, or a sea bird that dived into the waves to make a try for the fish too temptingly near the surface.&nbsp; Gentle waves lapped against the side, and he could even sense the great currents sliding like a wide river within the ocean itself.&nbsp; In hearing this, it was not surprising he could follow the maiden's progress as she made her way onto the deck and toward his place of rest.<br><br>Her response pleased him, open and caring, even for a complete stranger and his unexpected presence.&nbsp; He closed his eyes so that when she bent over him, she wouldn't immediately see he was awake.&nbsp; As soon as her silhouette covered the moon, and she cried out as to his welfare, he opened his eyes and smiled.<br><br>"Ah, so there you are," he said almost playfully, his voice deep and rich.&nbsp; "I wouldn't have disturbed you, but I admit I'm glad you can join me."&nbsp; Quickly he rose up with his elbows braced behind him, his upper body and head stretching to meet her face, and his lips finding hers for a sudden but lingering kiss.&nbsp; When he parted, it was just an inch or two from her.&nbsp; He was smiling still, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight.&nbsp; "I've been anticipating this moment for a long time, my dear Tracy.&nbsp; I just thought it was about time we met in a form you could better relate to."<br>
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