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Carnal Cruise

By: Ksee1971



Chloe Taylor was embarking on her first real adventure, a tame one, but a foray into the unknown world of fun and relaxation. 

At 30, Chloe was going on a cruise through the western Caribbean and vowing to enjoy herself. The newspaper researcher spent hours each day in a small room called "the morgue", pouring over old news stories and clippings doing background research for reporters and columnists at her suburban Boston daily newspaper.

It was tedious lonely work, which in reality suited the shy woman, who shunned attention of the world around her.

Now Chloe was not a woman of hideous deformity, nor a ravishing beauty, she was simply a woman graced with poise, firm natural body, thick blonde hair and graceful features which with little effort turned her into a sensual creature.

Problem was the sensuality bloomed so rarely that men seemingly overlooked her, leaving her lonely, without companionship and with an extreme unquenched sexually appetite.

Her romantic, or at least sexual, victories were quite potent and usually came when she threw down the sexual gauntlet, dressing in provocative clothes showing off her body and pushing her feminine skills. Acting this way however bothered Chloe, sickened her to think that the only way to garner male attention was by flashing her body off. 

Yet deep inside, behind the rational lobes of her brain, was a woman who loved showing off, who yearned to see the reactions of men as she strutted around a club in clingy silk chionsam dresses or flowing, loose but short, floral print summer mini-dresses. 

A shy exhibitionist, who loved her body and knew how and when to show it off. This cruise, would no doubt, provide ample opportunity. Shallow, yes, she freely admitted that. 

But for once in her life, for five days she would be someone else, someone bold and without reserve. But until she stepped foot on the ship she was shy researcher, hair pulled up and conservative work out clothes covering her head to toe.

Chloe brushed several loose strands of curly blonde hair away from her eyes, as they slipped from the functional bun behind her head. Brushing the hair from her eyes let Chloe catch a long glance from a young man farther up in the line. His eyes were definitely locked on her and her body.

Chloe freely admitted, and how could she not acknowledge it, her most desired and noticed assets were her breasts. D cup in 10th grade, blooming to just shy of an E cup by college. She was neither rail thin or plump, but an average woman, a medium that filled out a bikini in a sexy, classic way.

While her cabin was nice enough there was an ever present annoying hum. It was the ship's natural mechanical workings giving off the noise, but still it annoyed Chloe to no end.

'This better be worth the grand I spent!” she grumbled, laying on her bed staring at the ceiling.

Around her, too many bags stuffed with dresses, shorts and skirts. Annoyed at her over-compulsion to pack, Chloe hoped to spend little time in anything more than a bikini.

A chiming overhead got Chloe to sit up, attention focused.

" Attention to all our guests, this is Craig your cruise director and we will be getting underway very shortly. But first, to comply with federal and international maritime regulations we will now be conducting a life boat drill..." Chloe rolled her eyes, flopping back on the bed, dreading the lemming like shuffle, with bulky life vests on, up to the deck.

"Maybe I'll just sleep this one out." 

Awakened by the gentle roll of the ship, Chloe sat up, drowsily rubbing her head, getting her bearings and realizing they were finally out to sea. With a long yawn and limbering stretch, Chloe went about getting ready for her first night on the ship. 

She'd skip the first dinner, there would be four more ahead, but before she roamed the ship Chloe would first need to put something on, something other than the frumpy work-out suit she wore to check in.

Opening her suitcases Chloe rifled through the contents, hanging some things up and laying other garments out, before finally arriving on a particular favorite of hers.

She smiled.

Beverages of every alcoholic variety flowed from the moment the ship left its south Florida pier. By 7:30 most of the hard parties were nearly in the tank. Not Chloe, she carefully nursed a fruity concoction of rum and an assortment tropical fruits.

For tonight, Chloe wore her most conservative " flashy" dress. A black mini dress, made of silk and lace that could have easily been a slip on another night. And the way Chloe filled it out was obscenely delicious. Her full round breasts seductively bulged out, stretching the silken material out under their weight.

She also let her hair down, literally, letting it flow in curls to the nape of her neck. With a few touches of lip stick and eyeliner, the seductress emerged.

From the strappy black heels to the delicate opal and silver necklace around her neck, Chloe was prepared to dazzle, if she could only summon up the courage to mingle. For tonight, as with many nights before, Chloe found herself battling shyness.

This was the introductory cocktail party for each deck, helping the cruisers to get to know each other. Chloe hovered at the edge of the dance floor as many couples journeyed in and out of the gaudy emerald colored club.

While Chloe was one of several woman traveling alone, they were outnumbered three to one against single men. They ranged from 21 to 61, portly to sickly thin, geek to wanna-be southern rebel.

So while Chloe nursed her drink, she almost purposefully avoided any extraneous contact with men. Pickings this first night were slim. She hoped they would get better. 

An hour into the mixer she'd been approached by five men, each progressively more slimy than the previous. She was beginning to doubt the cruises' billing as a place for singles to meet and party. But likely the alcoholic concoction helped dull the let down, until she saw one particular couple enter.

'Oh my.' Chloe thought immediately focusing on the man as he sauntered in with his petite and totally gorgeous blonde. Nervously Chloe sipped on the drink watching the couple, who immediately filled the room with energy. Within minutes they were out on the dance floor, couples flocking now to join them.

Just then the petite blonde swirled away from the man to grab a drink from the bar. Chloe was not a jealous woman, as she sized the diminutive lady, but she knew physical attraction and beauty, but she knew this woman was lucky. 

She wore a pink lace mini dress with faux blonde hair and a tight tanned body that completed the look of broad appeal sexuality.

Chloe looked around, pretending not to stare, but as she tried to look casual she ended up looking more uncomfortable.

"Boy this place is dead isn't it?" a voice came from behind Chloe.

"Yes, yes it is." smiled Chloe who was now facing the petite and hard bodied blonde she was secretly admiring.

The short thing with fairly large, firm, and very much fake, breasts smiled back introducing herself.

"I'm Janet."

"Chloe."

"Nice to meet you Chloe, pretty name." Janet said slowly looking the slightly taller blonde over, " My you are gorgeous. And what a dress. Love black silk you know."

She smiled back, feeling relaxed by the soothing slight southern accent of Janet. After a few minutes of the initial, awkward, small talk Chloe and Janet really got into knowing into each other. Each moment passes with the woman confirming their likes and similarities. Giggles, increased by the liquor and continued when Janet slapped Chloe’s bare knee.

“God Chloe you are a riot!” the bleach blonde giggled.

“Thanks Janet. I am not usually like this..it’s the booze.” Chloe smiled.

“Well then, if you are this uninhibited when drunk then lets not waste it.” Janet shouted, grabbing Chloe by the hand dragging across the dance floor and out the door.

“Janet where are we going?” Chloe shouted breathless from the surprise.

“Let’s get some dirty girl talk in, more drinks and someplace hot and wet where they can all happen at once.”

Janet looked back at Chloe, smiling in a devilish way, “ How do you feel about a Jacuzzi?”

Chloe smiled.

__________

Earlier in the day the ship was alive with families and children, mixed with singles and young couples. But at night the decks were almost exclusively for the young, the horny and the drunk. Janet was bold, but not obnoxious, much to Chloe’s liking. She enjoyed spontaneity, but loathed those who were crass, unfocused and fool hardy. She loved the danger of flashing and sexual tryst in a shadowy corner, but even those things had their place. And as the champagne flowed , Chloe wondered if tonight would be the night when she could release those desires again.

She’d raced back to her cabin to make a quick change from the dress to a nice black bikini. Slipping a sheer black wrap around her waist for the trip up the deck and Jacuzzi Choe palmed the keycard to her room as she exited.

Out in the passageway she heard a laugh. She found Janet two doors down.

“Chloe, girl, you are shitting me? Our cabins are this close and didn’t even know it!”

Chloe burst out laughing, a lingering haze of champagne giving her the giggles.

Janet stood in a fluorescent pink bikini, her hard body obvious, yet feminine and her breasts jutting out in a slightly unnatural way.

‘Definitely fake.’ Chloe thought examining Janet’s breasts from a few feet away.

Looking Chloe over, hand on narrow hips, Janet smiled, “Damn girl...very sexy.”

Chloe’s face flushed red.

“Look at you, you are blushing.” Janet chuckled.

Waiting for a moment to pass, Chloe asked Janet a question she’d been dying and forgotten to ask all night.

“Janet, who the hell is that gorgeous guy you are with?”

Another devilish grin crossed Janet’s thin, red lips.

“Why? Who do you think he is?”

Chloe shook her head, “Now don’t tease me here. He’s obviously a boyfriend, or probably a husband. Only women that look like you get guys like him.”

Janet immediately frowned, “ Don’t talk like that. It must be the booze talking again, because someone as gorgeous and confident as you can’t really think something like that?”

Maybe it was the alcohol, but Chloe’s words were true and heart felt. 

“It’s true.” Chloe sighed, head bowed.

Janet was beside her in an instant, “ Chloe, girlie, we have some things I think we need to talk about.”

Inserting the thin plastic card into the narrow door lock, Janet pushed open the cabin door, “ Come on. Lets get inside and talk.”

Even though the rooms were on the same deck, Janet’s cabin was double the size. Pouring a $8 bottle of spring water for Chloe, Janet gave her the tall glass, now empty of liquor. While Chloe sipped the expensive water, Janet poured another glass of champagne from a bottle she’d taken from the club.

“Now girlie, you wanted to know who that gorgeous guy with me is?”

Chloe smirked, nodding.

“Would you believe me if I told you he was my ex-husband?”

Instantly, Chloe’s eyes went wide.

“Or how about my brother?”

A cough built inside Chloe as she tried to swallow the concept and the water.

“What are you sick?” she laughed.

Janet slapped her knee again, “ Kidding with you girlie.”

“That’s Kevin. He is my boyfriend. We’ve been together for six months.”

A corner of Chloe’s mouth curled and she chuckled, “ Ha, I knew it!”

“Now hold on, hold on smart ass.” Janet waved her hands at Chloe who now reclined on the Queen sized bed.

“Kevin and I are definitely an item, but I have to tell you something..he is all man and is a guy with an appetite.”

“You mean food? Well then these all you can eat cruises should be perfect.”

“Chloe stop it. Kevin is like no man I have ever known.” Janet’s voice lowered as she leaned forward, “ I thought I was sexually adventurous and hungry, but Kevin...Kevin has even me worn out some nights.”

Chloe’s heart fluttered, “ Go on.”

Janet slid of her chair onto the bed next to Chloe, “ We came on this cruise for two reasons. One, an obvious mid-winter vacation. The second, to let us both live our lives the way we want them, but can’t”

“We live a community of 25,000 people, everyone knows everyone else’s business. I mean I try to sunbathe topless in my backyard and my nosy fucking neighbors are either spying on me or calling the cops, calling me indecent. The place we are stopping in the Caribbean, even the ship itself, are going to be places where he and I can let go of those shackles.”

Chloe’s head spun, “ Janet, I am confused. What are you saying?”

“Look, Kevin and I are want to see where we stand together. We are happy sexually, ecstatic actually, but we have desires beyond even our relationship. We want to walk down nude beaches, we want to meet other couples, we want to meet other singles...”

Janet’s word hung in the air. Chloe instantly knew what she meant. And a broad grin swept across her face.

Chloe put a hand up, stopping Janet, “ Can I say something right now?”

Janet smiled, nodding eagerly, “ Go girl.”

“Like I said before, I may be drunk and this may be the booze..but...I haven’t had sex in six months. I think about men and their touch, the feeling of a man...a real man deep inside me,” Chloe stared at the ground a hint of shame in her voice, “ I want to ride a man, for once, demand sex from him, for both his and my pleasure. I want that guy I see on the Internet, tall dark haired and hung like bull. Yes! I will admit it. I love big men, I love a good, long hard cock. I don’t care.”

Chloe burst put laughing, rolling around the bed. Janet laughing along with her, clapping her hands, “ Let it all out girl!”

“Yes! I admit it world. I am an unabashed size queen. Under 7 inches..sorry!” she roared, waggling her finger as she leapt to her feet.

Janet on her feet as well giggled along with Chloe, coming close to her, grabbing her arms, “ Chloe...what if I told you I could give you what you desire?”

Chloe stood stone still, staring at Janet, “What?”

“Can I tell you something about Kevin. I met him a chat room on the Internet. We were flirting and talking. Had a lot in common, we talked for hours. He seemed so perfect all I could imagine was this short little chubby guy. Not my type, but damn he was so good online.”

“So by the end of the night I agreed to exchange pics. And when he’s image downloaded I nearly passed out. He, as you can see is, perfect to me. I guess to you too.”

Chloe nodded silently. Kevin was handsome sure, but not drop dead gorgeous. But there was something intangible about the way he moved, the way he gestured, the way he danced and walked.

“We talked on the phone for another night before we met. We go out to dinner and he was everything he was on the phone and online. But when I took him back to my apartment....I was in for something I never, ever, expected.”

Jant, voice lower still sat Chloe down, cupping her hand to her ear, “ You know what you said about tall, dark and...”

Voice a scant whisper, what Janet said was clear as day to Chloe who’s eyes went wide. She shook her head in disbelief.

Janet slowly nodded, pouring some more champagne.

Flopping back onto the bed, Chloe wondered aloud, “ It must feel like....”

“Pain and bliss simultaneously.” Janet said.

________

By 2 a.m., even Kevin had enough of the dancing, drinking games and bad music of the lounge. He’d brushed off passes and fought his own desires to get back to the cabin in one sober piece. For if anything, he realized that Janet was what he needed at that moment, despite of their agreement.

So knowing she’d have to come back to the cabin eventually, Kevin drowsily made his way back to the room. Unlocking the door and pushing inward, Kevin was stopped by his girlfriend coming out.

She stood flush, her plush robe hastily covering her body. His heart leapt.

“I can see you had a fun night?” Kevin smiled, “ Shall I come back?”

Janet’s hair was tousled and a fine layer of sweat covered her upper lip.

“Kevin...I cannot tell you what has happened tonight.” Her hand brushed his cheek, “ But all I can do is share darling.”

Stepping aside, Janet let Kevin into the room and in the dim light of the headboard lamp Kevin could make out a partially clothed form. Blonde and voluptuous, panting and moaning as she fingered herself.

Kevin looked down at Janet, a good foot shorter than him, “The woman from upstairs?”

Janet nodded in silence.

As the door closed behind him, Kevin saw Chloe for the first time in the full light and was dumbfounded.

She was amazing and sensual. He bikini bottom discarded so Janet and she could explore more sapphic pleasures. Janet, standing behind Kevin, wrapped her arms around him, peaking from behind.

“Here he is girl. Kevin....meet Chloe.” Janet said, running her hand along his damp dress shirt down to his crotch.

Chloe glanced up with a grin of unmistakable pleasure, “Pleased to meet you Kevin. Janet has told me so much about you.”

Kevin looked back at Janet who now worked at unbuttoning his silk shirt.

“Kevin I believe I promised Chloe something of yours...” Janet paused reaching his waist of his pants, which she quickly unbuttoned, 

Chloe sat up, sober now and eagerly awaiting what Janet had spent the better part of an hour describing, detailing and painting such verbal pictures that Chloe could already feel his size inside her.

Her hands trembled as she sat forward. Waiting and watching.

Watching the buttons loosed.

Watching Janet peel open the fly.

Watching Kevin smile as what was hidden to all became known to her.

Chloe smiled, stifling an all encompassing urge to gasp, as his cock slipped into view.

It was long, thick and perfect and Chloe had to have him! __________

Her full heavy breasts were released by Kevin’s forceful yank on her bikini tops’ straps. Each pale globe, flatting out to either side of her chest. His hands cupped them gently at first but with stroke of his long fingers, grew more intense and urgent.

Chloe loved having her breasts lavished with kisses, licks and sucking. She unhesitatingly let him lick them with his broad tongue. Tiny pillars of flesh, her nipples, rose out of pale brown aereolas. 

His flaccid cock, hanging heavy from just below Kevin’s flat hairless stomach, was instantly invigorated rising up and finding Chloe’s hand dangling by her side. Her finger tips brushed it, she did not relize it. On instinct her manicured fingers wrapped around the thickening shaft. 

Body tingling, Chloe refused to let Kevin dictate the sexual cadence.The skin on his chest was smooth to the touch, broad and muscled, not in a showy, bodybuilder way, but that of man who knew hard work and was blessed with a body of natural strength.

His cock, to her, was a perfect shape and thickness. Chloe nervously glanced down at the broad penis that impressed her so. 

As much as she could, Chloe held his shaft in her palm, gently pumping his length and girth. A bulbous dark fleshy purple cock head bulged and shrank as she played with it. It was as hard as she’d ever seen, and like no other she’d seen. 

Stiff, it curved upwards and was laced with distended veins and a soft seam running down its underside. Each stroke brought her mouth closer to it. She watched his cock head swell as her hot breath bathed it.

Cock in hand, Chloe poked her tongue out, catching the first drips of pre-cum. Slowly she licked the shaft, finding veins to trace and a deep indentation on the underside of his cock head, where it met the wide shaft.. He twitched to withdraw. Chloe relinquished her lips from him for a moment, stopping him from cumming.

Chloe’s mouth fell onto his cock again, lingering over the fat knob, as she snorted hungrily. Lips stretched, Chloe’s mouth was filled with him. And all she could do was drip at the thought of what that filling feeling could mean for her. Lower and in that sacred place. A place of wet and warm dreams. Her fantasies lay in her mind, but ecstasy came from within. The room to do its twirling magic. Chloe could not wait any longer. Cock free from her for only a moment Kevin found Chloe propping herself up over his cock. Chloe took hold of Kevin, spreading her legs and letting the head of his cock slap like spring steel against her open and swollen pussy lips. Preparing to sink onto Kevin’s length, Chloe nestled the tip of his hot cock into her wet slit. 


Carnal Cruise



I miss my wife very much. When she died in an accident I was only in my late forties. She was tremendous in every respect. A loving wife, a good companion, a devoted mother to our two children. And in addition the mistress every man long for; active, innovative and curious, always interested to explore new areas.

I was low for a long time and recovered only slowly. But in the last year I had started dating women and had found a few to take to bed. My lust and desire for sex had come back and especially one of the women had been a partner that nearly had matched my wife. She was very generous in bed but also very demanding and I had to do my very best. And that seemed to be to her liking. She was good for my recovery giving me back my lust and ability. Unfortunately, sex was the only thing we had in common and we both realized that a closer relationship would lead nowhere out of bed. But that doesn't prevent us from getting together now and then for a lovely time of frolicsome sex. 

I was looking for new relationships and also adventures. That's why I was on this cruise in the Caribbean. It was an exclusive cruise on a small ship, well for being a cruise ship anyway. It had promised a lot of activities tailor made for different interests. 

When I woke up the first morning of the cruise I found an envelope that was put in under my cabin door. It was an invitation to a surprise get together party the same evening. It was carefully pointed out that the invitation was very personal and exclusive. Only a portion of the passengers were invited. The party was not to be discussed with anyone because of that. A return card was included and I was expected to hand it to the purser before lunch. The invitation gave some brief information and it sounded very interesting and different. I didn't hesitate but handed in my card immediately. 

I looked forward to the evening. The party was to start at around 11 PM at the upper aft deck and would go on until very late. I spent the day with preparations, worked out and took a good nap in the afternoon and was careful with my food and drink at dinner. 

When I came back to my cabin to get ready for the party I found a hanger with a silk shirt, shorts, soft leather moccasins and a purse. 

A letter stated that all participants were expected to wear the outfit, to make everyone equal. No personal things should be brought. It was especially pointed out that everything was included even drinks and tips so please don't bring any money. The few things needed were already packed in the purse to be strapped to the ankle. Put your key card into the purse, it was stated. I looked at the clothes and found that there were no pockets at all. I wondered where to put my hands. 

The letter also gave detailed instructions how to get to the party and, very astonishingly, an exact time when I should leave my cabin. I started to wonder about this party.

I showered, dressed and left my cabin at the given minute. I followed the route but saw no one dressed like me which puzzled me.

The route ended at the entrance to the aft deck, a very nice place all day round. A tent was put up in front of a gate. I was met by an attractive female attendant in a very skimpy bikini and was ushered in behind the tent flap into a small room lit up very faintly by a red light. The female attendant asked me amiably if I had brought any personal items but didn't wait for my answer before she started to search my body. Her soft hands went all over me. I startled when she without hesitation touched my private parts. Well, in fact she fondled my cock and balls kneeling in front of me putting her hand up the loose leg of my shorts. 

"A nice piece you have there, sir. A forty-five long barrel I would say. Deadly, so be careful with it out there. I reckon you will get a chance to use it later on," she said in a husky voice.

She took my hand and put it on her hip and led me forward around a corner. It was pitch black on the other side and she steadied me standing very close. 

"Well sir, welcome to join the party. Have a good time and take care with that six shooter," she whispered putting my hands on her ass cheeks for a short while. She withdrew and put a chilled glass in my hand. Then she was gone. 

It had been a strange welcome, certainly something out of the normal just like the invitation had promised. But it had been very pleasant. She had handled it so deliciously and put me in a very good and excited mood. 

I looked around trying to find my bearings but couldn't see much. The sky looked like dark blue velvet with stars like spotlights but giving no light. There was no moon at all, not the tiniest slice. The night was pleasantly warm but pitch-dark. Soft pleasant music filled the air. 

Gradually I started to get my bearings. In the far end of the deck was a faint light on something that looked like a stage. Fluorescent steps on the deck led in that direction. I followed them forward. After some more steps I sensed other persons around me and then bumped into someone. The scent indicated a woman. 

"Hallo there," she said, giggling pleasantly. I felt her hand against me and on an impulse I took it and kissed it as a greeting. "Hi there yourself, I am Tom," I said.

She leaned close to me and gave me a fleeting kiss on each cheek. "Hi, I am Laura, nice to meet you," she giggled and I felt her breasts against my chest before she was gone. 

I bumped into other persons of both sexes. Many of the females were into kissing the cheek and there were several nice hugs in doing so. Quite a few became full body hugs where the person grinded her body against me. It seemed like the darkness took away much of the normal shyness between strangers. Very clever of the organizers I thought.

Suddenly the stage was lit up. It was placed in an aft corner and the spotlights were directed in such a way not to give any light over the audience. My night vision vanished completely and I saw only the stage. People drifted towards the stage forming a tight crowd. I felt a nice pair of soft breasts against my back for a little while.

A woman entered the stage. She was dressed similar to me but with a skirt instead of shorts. She looked very elegant, dark red hair, a slender figure, high breasts with a deep, narrow cleavage and long legs. Her age was hard to determine in the light from the spotlights but I guessed that she was in her early forties. The way she moved and carried herself indicated a mature woman. 

"Most welcome everybody to L- cruise´s get-together party. I am Diane, your hostess tonight.

As lined out in the invitation this will be a welcome- and get-together party out of the ordinary. I hope you liked it so far. You are all very carefully selected being only a fraction of all the guests on board. I have done it myself from the questionnaire you filled in at home and from the interviews when you came aboard."

Oh yes of course, I thought. The cruise had promised tailor made activities and to be able to achieve that had requested a lengthy questionnaire to be filled out and mailed well in advance. I had wondered, it being rather personal and so had the pleasant attendant that had met me on arrival. She had chatted all the time while she walked me through the ship and showed me the facilities while putting in rather indiscreet questions. Now I understood that it was carefully selected questions aimed to clarify areas where I had been vague when answering the questionnaire. And she had formulated the questions very cleverly. If I didn't answer directly she could easily interpret my silence.

"But if at any time you don't like what is going on you can just leave without any explanation. I will make it up to those being my fault entirely to have made the wrong judgment."

Diane made a pause moving around the stage as if trying to get eye contact with her audience. It was of course impossible but it was professionally done.

"We will have an evening together with a few nice shows. Refreshments and snacks will be served in between. But it will also be an interactive evening where you all are expected to take part. The aim of this evening is to get you acquainted with each other to get a good carnal time together. It will be fun, I can assure you. But more about that as we move on."

She paused again walking around the stage taking the temperature of the audience. She stopped and started to fiddle with the buttons in her blouse. 

"Oh, but isn't this a lovely evening. So warm and dark. Let's take our shirts off and let this warm breeze kiss our bodies."

She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. She stood erect on stage showing magnificent breasts in a low cut red bra. 

I heard some rustling of clothes around me but also nervous giggles. I took my shirt off. 

"Oh, I am sorry, I forgot. We will keep it dark like this all the time. It's so much easier in the dark, don't you agree? You can just walk away if you like and disappear. We have to use other senses than vision when it's dark and that gives many new possibilities. So don't be shy. Take your shirts off. Nobody will see you."

She got the first laughter of the evening and much of the tension vanished. There were movements around me telling that people undressed.

"Oh, by the way ladies, let's get rid of these harnesses as well." 

She put her arms at her back and unclasped her bra. She let it drop slightly but held it in place teasingly. Suddenly she took her hands away but when the bra fell to the floor the light went out. There was a disappointed murmur. 

"Oh, you wanted to see me in the nude in that bright light? Well, we have to consider that thoroughly, haven't we?" she said laughingly from the dark stage. "Come on ladies. Take your bras off. Remember, it will be completely dark and as you can see nobody will be able to see a thing. Pity though, I am sure that you all look marvelous. Come on, let this lovely breeze caress you."

There were some nervous laughs but I sensed that women around me slowly started to take the bras off. Suddenly someone moaned loudly. "Oh yes, yes it feels lovely," she exclaimed.

"I told you, didn't I?" Diane quickly said. There were many relieved laughs. "Now I want you to put your shirts on the table over there. And ladies, pull your bra through the arm of the blouse. The blouses are marked and you will have them back when you leave. There are also refreshments on the table. See you in a couple of minutes."

Looking around I saw a very faint light behind us. It was an opaque surface lit from underneath looking like it floated freely in the air. I moved over and got a few delicious canapés and a glass of wine. People moved around me and more than once I felt naked female breasts brush against me. The tension was suddenly completely gone and there were many giggles and laughs when people bounced into each other.

The stage was lit up again and I drifted towards it to get a good place. I tripped and fell towards a person. I lifted my arms to support us and got a pair of soft boobs in my hands. There was a stunned silence and I just held her breasts squeezing them slightly. I felt the nipples harden in my palms.

"Easy mister," a pleasant voice said. "But no harm done. Hi, I am Sonia," she said and giggled when she freed herself and disappeared in the dark.

Diane entered the stage. To our disappointment she was fully dressed again. 

"I hope you had a nice break and enjoyed our buffet. Got something to drink as well, didn't you? Well, it's warm tonight and a drink is good for the health. Let's move on. . . ."

The soft music changed to a tune with a clear pulse. Diane started to move to the music and it soon became obvious that she was at the beginning of a strip tease dance. She soon got her audience excited and taking part by cheering her.

She started with the blouse making some fuss about it, turning away pretending to be shy. But it soon came off revealing her lovely breasts now wrapped in a half cup balcony bra that pushed her ample breasts up and forward. The nipples, well out of the bra, were painted bright red.

She went on with the skirt. It was a wrap around model easy to graciously get rid of. She didn't waste much time doing it. But to the dismay of the males in the audience the sharp light was raised to waist level when she was about to reveal what was under her skirt. The light was kept there leaving her lover body well in the dark.

She moved around a little and then stopped. Her movements indicated that she slipped out of her knickers. She again moved around the stage looking out for a little while and then turned around with her back towards us leaning forward. She put her hands at her back unclasping the bra and let it fall to the floor. She rose and started to turn around but in the same instant the light went out again. The disappointed murmur came back but an applause was taken up.

Suddenly the light was back on. This time it showed Diane in full figure. But before I had time to take her in the light was doused to nearly dark. But then the light seemed to be increased. Diane stood erect on stage hands on hips dressed in the smallest of bikinis. She laughed throatily.

The red straps of the thong went up and around her hips. The angle made it look like they came directly from her cleft of Venus. From the same place a golden chain went up over her belly button between her breasts to the throat where it was connected to a chain choker. A few strands of chain covered each breast and were attached to the chain. They formed sort of a bra but gave little support. Her breasts swung nicely when she moved. Her bright red nipples showed between the strands. 

There was enough light to outline her body, a gorgeous full mature body with broad hips and heavy breasts that were surprisingly firm. The straps and chains shone brightly and so did her red nipples.

Diane turned around. The red straps came over the hips and crossing the small of her back went round her ass cheeks to disappear between her thighs. A golden chain was attached to the back of the choker and went down the crack of her ass. Except for the chain and straps, her back was completely naked. Her marvelous ass was round and firm. She leaned over the railing moving her feet in line with the music. When her legs parted it became clear that the strands and chain went all the way around.

I was astonished how tight the chain fitted without giving any restraints to her movements. It was like they were attached with springs but no such things could be seen. Diane pranced around the stage some more but stopped suddenly standing erect facing us. She got a very warm applause and many cheers, mine included.

"Oh, thank you. It is fun but now it's time for the pros to give us the first show of tonight. But before I introduce them I suggest that you find a partner. It's so nice to have someone to cuddle with under the show. Turn to the next person and introduce yourself. After all, getting acquainted is the purpose of the party. Come on, I give you a minute or two." The light went out on stage but somehow the chains and straps still shone brightly telling where she was. 

I had been aware of a very pleasant scent just in front of me indicating a woman. I reached out to connect with her. As it happened I touched her hip and felt warm soft skin. She turned around and closed the gap between us.

"Hi, I am Paula," she said a little breathlessly. "Hi there, I am Tom," I answered.

"Hi Tom, nice to meet you," she said as if we were at a formal party. She leaned over and kissed my cheeks politely. "I will be happy to cuddle with you," she whispered in my ear. 

Just then the light came back on stage. Paula turned around and pulled my arms around her waist leaning against my chest. It felt very natural as a gesture of affection.

"Ladies and Gentlemen . . . Nina and Eric." We cheered the couple that jumped up on stage that now was brightly lit. The music was turned up and the couple started to dance circling around each other. They looked lovely and seemed to like each other. Slowly they started to help each other out of the clothes in a very tasty and erotic strip tease.

When Nina had lost her bra giving Eric access to her ample boobs to kiss and suck Paula pushed my hands up to cup her breast. As the show went on and the couple got naked she put a hand over mine to show how she wanted to be caressed. She moaned in my ear when I squeezed her boobs and her nipples got hard between my fingers. When Nina knelt in front of Eric to suck on his cock Paula put her right hand in between us and squeezed my cock. She pulled the zipper down and got into my shorts grabbing my cock. Her left hand pushed my left hand downwards and helped it get under her skirt. Her knees buckled when my fingers pressed against her pussy.

By now Nina had a very erect cock in front of her. She took the tip of the cock into her mouth and started to suck it. But she didn't stop with that. She eased more and more of his rather long cock into her mouth. We saw how her throat bulged when the cock head was forced downwards. When she had taken all of him into her mouth and down the throat we had to stop what we were doing to give Nina a big applause. She slowly pulled away from the cock. But all of the sudden Eric pushed himself back in. His ass contracted and his body stiffened. A spasm went through his body when he shot his first load down her throat. She handled it excellently and prepared for the next one. Someone started to count and we all joined in; "two . . . three . . . four . . . five . . . six . . . seven blasts was shot down her throat which bulged each time. We cheered her loudly when Eric's spasms were over and she sucked him dry 

The show continued with Eric caressing Nina. Suddenly she jumped up on him and put her legs over Eric's shoulders. He held her firmly and started to kiss and lick her pussy. Nina soon acknowledged his doings with cries of pleasure.

Paula had efficiently used the short interlude I found out when I went back to caress her breasts and pussy. Her panties were gone and my finger slid easily into her wet pussy. I caressed the best I could using more fingers in her pussy and on her hardening clit. 

Suddenly she withdrew from me. But it was only to change position I understood seconds later. She stood in front of me and lifted her skirt. She pushed my hand down her ass with the thumb sliding through the crack and her slit. It ended up deep in her pussy and she quickly spread her legs and made sure that my fingers grabbed around her pubic flesh and squeezed her clit. She leaned forward supporting herself with her hands on her knees. I did my best in her pussy and it was to her liking. She started to pant and cry out and soon followed the rhythm of Nina who cried out loudly when Eric licked her. They came more or less together. Paula dropped down on her knees to rest when Nina made a vault down to ground.

The show was over but Paula used the time when we cheered the couple on stage. She pulled my pants down and started to suck on my rather erect cock kneeling in front of me. She was very good at giving head but unfortunately she didn't have time to finish. The couple left the stage which got dark. 

Diane suddenly was back on stage. No light was on but her skimpy bikini glowed in red and gold. Her pubic mound glistened in multicolor. It was like there was no fabric and every single strand in her pussy bush had its own color. And if so the pussy bush was impressive. Suddenly I remembered vaguely having read something about magic light, a way to split up the light in different wavelengths. Yes, that it was of course. She wasn't wearing anything at all. She was naked with special paint on her body that was lit up by light with different wavelengths that the eye couldn´t see. Suddenly she looked very sexy.




Carnal Cruise



"Hi folks, what a nice show, wasn´t it? And what a good-looking couple. We will see more of them later on I promise you.

Did you have a good time? It's very nice in the dark, isn't it? So very private although being in the middle of a crowd. Nobody knows who is doing what to whom. Lovely, just lovely isn't it?

Well let's move on. Now I want all of you to take the shorts and skirts off. And Ladies, the panties as well . . . if they are still on, of course." Diane said giggling standing on stage glistening in her near nakedness, her nipples shining in cherry-red. 

She had put us all in such a good mood that nobody protested. It wasn't even much tension. Well, it had been a very effective assurance of the privacy given by the dark. Movements in the dark and giggles and rustling of cloth told that we all followed her request.

"Oh, feel the warm breeze all over your bodies. Doesn't you feel lovely uninhibited? Well, now I want you to line up in front of that table behind you. We want to put marks on your bodies. You will find out what it is as soon as we are finished. There are several stations, I am sure you will figure out which one to choose." Diane laughed heartily. "There are also more refreshments. Help yourself. And don't forget to socialize. There are still plenty of people you haven't met. Now let's get going. See you in a while."

Diane jumped down from the stage but instead of disappearing in the dark the painting on her body was clearly visible. It was stunning to see her glittering body float over the deck. The chains on her breasts bounced up and down. She stopped at the lit up table. We all turned to follow her and I lost Paula in the crowd.

I bumped into someone and introduced myself. It was a woman and I took her hand. But when I leaned forward to kiss it she misunderstood and pulled it back putting me slightly out of balance. My lips landed on her boob which I kissed instead. She laughed throatily and cupped her boob putting the nipple in my mouth to nibble on. I felt her hands move searchingly over my body not forgetting to explore my private parts which twitched in her hand. I followed her example and found a nice body with a well marked waist and a full ass. She turned a little and my hand slid over a round belly down to a rich pussy bush. I felt heat underneath and let a finger trail downwards. Her knees buckled and she moved, not to go away but to spread her legs to give me room between her thighs. She moaned when I stroked over her clit and further down into her valley. Suddenly her head was close to mine and she kissed my cheek. "Lovely," she whispered. "Let's get together later on." 

The crowd stirred when it moved forward and I lost contact with the woman. Then I bumped into someone, another woman. How did I know it was a woman? Well, I couldn't tell, only knew that I was sure. I realized that when the sight couldn't be used other senses had to take over. The body fragrance was very important. It gave the very first impression but there was also an out of touch sensation of the body. But most of what the eyes do when you meet a person had to be replaced with the perception of touch. How else could you take in the person in front of you? 

With that clarification in mind I reached out to get her attention. My hand landed on her hip and slid over her ass when she turned to face me. This time I went directly for her breasts cupping one to kiss as a greeting and went on to the nipple when I got a very friendly giggle in response. She moved close kissing my cheeks and suddenly her hands were all over my body. I followed her example while we introduced ourselves and started to talk. It was very interesting to find how hands replaced the eyes when making small talks. Like the eye sliding over the body hands did the same, searching and exploring. 

Suddenly we were first in line. We laughed when we saw two glistening lines on the deck ending in several circles. One light blue, the other pink. No way that we could take the wrong way, we laughed. We hugged and she licked my ear when she grinded her pussy hard against my cock. I squeezed her nice ass in response pulling her harder against me.

We moved along the short lines to the table. It was a relief to get the lit up top to put your eyes on, something to give a bearing even if the light didn't spread around. But it was something that could be focused on.

When I entered the blue circle a person was suddenly lit up in front of me. Well, not that I could see the person itself, but it was the same impression of a soaring body as Diane when she walked over the deck. That it was a female was clarified. She had the glistening pussy bush of Diane and the straps going up from it outlined a very womanly body with broad hips and a golden belt showed a narrow waist. Each boob was outlined with a few circles of strand with a bright pink nipple in the middle. There was a deep laughter and she made her breasts to sway nicely. 

"Hi there sir. Can I have your pants? Thank you. What's your name? . . . Oh, yes, Tom was it? Yes, sir. . . . Well, let me put these things onto your body sir and we will be finished in no time. Nothing to worry about, on the contrary." 

She chatted while swiftly performing her task. There also were strands along her arms and down her fingers. I could se how she reached out and felt that she opened my ankle pouch taking a few things from it. Her swift hands put something at my shoulders then there were several hisses from aerosol cans and I felt the coldness. Suddenly she lowered her hands, I could see them drop. I startled when she grabbed my cock and thoroughly sprayed first my balls and then my cock

"There you are, sir. Nice and ready. Please have some snacks and a drink. And here is a cushion. You might want to sit down during the show. It has a strap so you can hang it over the shoulder. Have a nice evening." 

I followed her advice and found some delicious sandwiches and a small glass of wine. I was just about finished when there were a few rapid flicks of light at the stage. I thought they had got trouble with the equipment but it turned out to be just a way to get our attention. Diane was on stage again but was lit up only by the magic light. Her body sparkled and glittered. She moved around for a little while letting her breasts and ass bounce nicely. The cherry-red nipples stood out glistening.

"Hi there ladies and gentlemen. I am back. Now I guess that you are very curious what that was all about. Well, we can't let you move around bumping into each other all the time. Something might happen . . . well, a lot of things should happen of course but then it's good to know who you are humping. What do you like this?"

The laughter she had got died away when suddenly blue and pink signs appeared on our bodies. Then we cheered when we realized that our names now was on our shoulders both frontal and at the back. In blue for men and pink for ladies.

"You liked that, didn't you? Now you will know who you are humping with. . . But there is more. We want to avoid mistakes, don't we? So this is to make it easier for you to choose the right partner."

A stunned silence was followed by a heavy laughter, cheers and some wolf-whistles when we saw what appeared on our bodies. On the shoulders of the men came a well known picture of a semi erect cock with balls underneath. On the women there was a nice picture of a pussy seen from between the thighs. 

"You like it? A bit rude perhaps but funny also don't you agree? But there is more . . . look"

The cocks were suddenly much longer and very erect pointing upwards. The thighs had suddenly opened up showing pussies looking like a gaping mouth with pink lips and a deep red center. There was a clicking sound and the cocks and pussies were back to normal. But then the clicks got frequent and the cocks moved up and down and the pussies opened and closed. The cheers went wild.

"Thank you ladies and gentlemen, thank you. That's what we want tonight isn't it? Cocks that are up and open pussies. But there is one more thing. We have a few stewards taking care of us. To avoid mistakes they are marked too. Linda and David, on stage please."

A female steward painted like the one that had taken care of me jumped up on stage. But she also had long strands along her legs to the waist. Her legs looked endless as she had slender hips. Her pussy bush looked rich glistening in multi color. David hadn´t much painting but a broad tool belt around his waist told what he was.

Suddenly a picture appeared on Linda´s shoulder. It was a naked woman sitting with crossed legs. Linda´s pussy color had changed to red. 

"Just ask the stewards if you need anything. They will be around. Now you know what they look like." There was a sudden click. "Oh no, no, that shouldn't be. Take it away," Diane yelled. The picture had changed and now the woman on the picture was sitting with her legs widely spread showing her open pussy like on the rest of the ladies. "Oh well, you will know anyway, but they are no no's" Diane sighed deeply then broke into laughter, a laughter that spread to all of us. It was a laughter that gave relief and put us in a very good mode.

"A nice little joke wasn't it. Well, time to move on to our next show. Find a partner, sit down and make yourself comfortable. I will be back soon." Diane disappeared. The dark light covering the stage must have been put out.

I looked around and it was a fantastic sight to see all these pink and blue symbols floating around in the air. I recognized a name, Brigitte, and caught her as she drifted by. She acknowledged my choice with a full body hug and we sat down on our cushions cuddled together.

Suddenly there were sounds that we after a while recognized as chain rattles, closing of heavy doors and that type of sounds against a background of heavy tunes. Suddenly the white light was on and Diane walked out on stage. She was dressed in a few small pieces of leather and chains.

"Ladies and gentlemen. We are back. Are you comfortable? Excellent. Let me introduce . . . Ouch . . . no, no, please no . . . ouch . . . please, please let me go . . . ouch." 

A man had appeared behind her on stage with a whip in glistening black. It whizzed through the air and hit her bottom with a crack. She lunged forward and cried out. He raised the whip and the crack was louder when it hit her again. Her body stiffened and she prayed for mercy but he hit her again with an even louder crack. She jumped off the stage to avoid being hit again but suddenly appeared behind the man. She snatched the whip out of his hands and threw it away.

Diane had caught the man's arm in a police grip immobilizing him. She pushed him off stage into the darkness below.

It had got dead silent under the short intermezzo but now a cheer broke lose. Diane hobbled forward to stand at the edge of the stage and stroked her back with one hand obviously being in pain.

Suddenly she straightened up. A smile lit up her face. She looked marvelous in her outfit standing erect with hands on hips.

"As I was about to say when I was so brutally interrupted. Let's see what our performers have in store for us. They will introduce themselves as they go. Music please." 

Now, most valued reader, it's very hard to describe a show in words and especially a show that is built on visual effects with light, sound and music made to create feelings in the spectator. So, I will just shortly outline the show and you, dear reader, have to use your own imagination.

The show began with a movie clip that showed two girls being chased along a street by two mean looking men in leather. Of course they were captured. After some struggle they were tied with chains and brought to a big house in a dark garden where they were met by a domina, a tall woman dressed in chains and leather. Her full breasts and ass spilled over but she looked impressive whip in hand which she used. 

The girls were pushed through the house down some stairs into a torture chamber in the cellar. They were tied and two grim men emerged and prepared to rape the girls who screamed. The screen got dark but the screams and cracks of whips went on.

Suddenly the stage was lit up showing two naked women. One was tied spread eagle to a bed and the other over a chair with her ass towards us. Two men came from the sides of the stage with cocks in hand prepared to mount the women. They made a full show before the massive cocks were showed into the women.

Suddenly a telephone rang and the man fucking the woman from behind withdrew and left the stage. Of course his woman succeeded to free herself and captured the man fucking her friend. She tied him and let her friend loose. Together they tied the man to the bed and captured the other who came back in the next instant. Now the roles were reversed and the women turned out to be as cruel as the men. The men were slapped and the women rode them fiercely to screaming orgasms. Then one of the men was released but held in place with a leash around his neck. One woman controlled him while he fucked the other from behind then the women switched roles and the other man had to perform.

Dear reader, I can't give justice to the show. The plot was simple but it was excellently performed and very exciting and erotic. The music and sound effects were excellent and the orgasms for real. The actors really enjoyed themselves. Believe me, we all got very turned on.

My arousal also had to do with Brigitte, the woman I was cuddling with. She had a lush body and ample soft breasts which were nice to fondle. She came twice under the show when I caressed her pussy and clit and she jacked my cock carefully all the time keeping it hard. From the sounds around us we understood that other couples did the same.

The show ended and we cheered the actors. When Diane came on stage she looked like the domina in the movie although much sexier. 

"A good show, wasn't it? Lovely performers they are. They really like to fuck and can express their enjoyment. I really envy their lovely orgasms. But now . . . Oh no, he is back. Excuse me, I have to take care of him."

The man had once again emerged on stage and before Diane had a chance to do anything he had ripped off her skirt and the tiny pieces forming a bra. The strands and chains on her body glittered and were now much heavier. Her pussy bush glistened in red as if in horror. There was a crack of a whip.

"All right, all right but just a few," she cried out and bent over. She swayed forward when the whip cracked down on her ass and cried out but resumed her position. For each lash her body swayed forward and she cried but more of joy and excitement and less of pain. After three or four lashes the man stopped. "Had enough, have you?" he asked harshly.

"Oh no, please go on. I need more," Diane cried out to our surprise. It was dead quiet in the audience. The man raised the whip and the lash whined through the air and the crack was sharp. "Oh my goodness, yes, that was a good one," Diane yelled after her scream. "Yes, I have been naughty, I deserve more." 

My woman had stiffened in my arms but now her tension eased. "My God, I think she wants it," she whispered excitedly. Diane got a few more lashes and Brigitte moaned every time Diane cried out. I had a finger in her pussy and felt it contract each time.

Finally Diane screamed loudly and bended over even more. The man landed a few more lashes in rapid succession on her upturned ass until her scream died away. After a while she rose to stand erect. She smiled happily.

"Oh, isn´t that just lovely, ladies? Look," she said and turned around. There was a criss-cross of lash lines glowing in burgundy red all over her buttocks. My woman shuddered in my arms when she saw it and there was a common grunt from the whole audience. 

"Oh ladies, nothing turns me on more than a good lashing," she said turning back towards the audience. "See what it does to me." She stood erect and before our eyes her pussy bush changed color from traffic light red to emerald green. On her shoulder the picture had opened the legs and the pussy glowed in red.

"What about you. Have our show turned you on?" Diane asked. "Oh yes, it have. Just look, you all look marvelous." I looked around and all over the place pussy bushes shone in emerald green and cocks in bright blue. Quite a few was very erect. The shoulder pictures showed erect cocks and open pussies. An excited laughter went through the audience.

"Enough talk, don't you think ladies? We need action now . . . we need a hard thing put into us," Diane said sounding very excited. . . . "Henry, on stage this minute," she suddenly yelled. "And don't dare to come with a sloppy cock, I need it erect and hard as never before. Come and take me now."

Behind her the whip man emerged with a very solid erection. The strands on Diane's body made it possible to see that she leaned over supporting herself against a chair. A blue erect cock and a pair of blue hands floated through the air towards Diane´s criss crossed ass. We all hissed when the hands grabbed what must have been Diane's hips just below the red strands. The blue cock slowly moved forward and the tip disappeared in between her thighs. There was a loud moan of content from Diane and suddenly her ass moved backwards and the cock forward and disappeared out of sight. It got all dark when Diane cried out. 

"Ladies, this is just lovely. . . . Join me . . . do the same . . . grab your man . . . get him to fuck you . . . Oh my goodness," A cry of pleasure ended Diane's speech and only her moans could be heard. 

My woman was fast. She had got very excited during Diane's show. She jumped up, pulled me up on my feet and pushed us towards the railing. "Take me from behind. I want to be taken just as Diane. Please hurry," she yelled. Several other couples headed for the railings where a row of very weak lamps had been lit. There were also lamps along the benches. They gave no light, just a bearing. 

Brigitte leaned towards the railing. She wasn't interested at all in any caresses as a start. I grabbed her hips and put my cock at her entrance. She rocked back taking my cock head into her very wet pussy. She cried out of joy and pleasure and wriggled her ass to get more of me inside.

I leaned over her and put a question.

"Oh my god, yes, you have better do that. Please hurry," she panted.

I withdrew and fumbled in my ankle purse for one of the condoms put there with compliments from the line. I put it on and went back to my woman's upturned ass.

"Yes . . . oh my goodness, yes . . . come into me . . . yes, lovely . . . fuck me . . . fuck . . . fuck." 

She was wild, bucking against me, wanting to be taken hard, wanting fast strokes getting impatient when I pulled back to gain force for the next inbound stroke, wanting me to bottom out hard into her with every stroke. She was real hungry. She started to moan and soon to cry out when I bottomed out in her. An orgasm hit her and her body shuddered. I thought she wanted a rest but she urged me to go on. She got several small orgasms in a row that calmed her down slightly. I reached around her body and grabbed her big boobs. The hard nipples stood out and she liked to get them pinched. I caressed her soft belly and took a handful of her pubic flesh rocking it slightly. That took her to new heights making her continuous orgasms greater.

My finger found her clit that was long and hard. She startled when I caressed it too hard but cried out of pleasure when I found the right level of pressure. She rode the wave of orgasms and the wave built up and got higher. Suddenly her body stiffened and she started to scream. Her body shuddered and her body shook from several spasms. The mighty orgasm died away only slowly until her body relaxed and got limp. I had her in my arms and helped her to sit down on the deck. She clung to me weeping of joy.




Carnal Cruise



I waited for her to recover. I wasn't finished, far from it having focused on her pleasure. My late wife had been a slow starter and had always needed time to reach the level of orgasm. But when she reached it she could ride the wave for an eternity. I had had to learn how to hold back. Together we had experimented and practiced for years and my stamina and staying power had become very good if I may brag a little.

This woman hadn't been a slow starter to say the least. Well, there had been a long foreplay during the show where she got very worked up. She had been very pleasant to enter with a pussy that gripped nicely around my cock. But she quickly reached orgasm level and then lost every thought about me which was understandable.

Brigitte showed no signs of wanting to go on. She was totally spent and seemed to be out of this world. I recognized it from my wife, the only difference being that she had made sure that I followed her to the mighty last orgasm. But that took practice from both parties. I was left on my own, that's for sure.

I had for some time been aware of a couple beside us at the railing. They had reached what from the sounds of it seemed like a good mutual orgasm. But the man had pulled out quickly and just left. The woman was leaning over the railing cursing quietly. It seemed that she wasn't satisfied.

I went up to her and put my hand on her hip to get her attention. She spun around.

"What do you want? You should be with your woman and not leave her as soon as the fun is over," she snapped. "You men, no sense for what a woman need. . . What are you doing? . . . What are you up to? . . . Do you want pussy? Really? . . . Why didn't you say so in the first place? But you must be spent after what I heard. . . Oh my goodness, you seem to be hard again. No, not again, you haven't come. Well then, that is quite another thing. You are most welcome. Hi, I am Cheryl."

When she spun around my hand had slipped and landed on her stomach. She was very gruff to begin with and to console her I put my hand on her pussy and started to caress her. It took her some time to realize but then her voice changed and she reached out for my cock that was still hard although not fully erect. When she found out that the condom was empty she got very friendly and came close to me.

"Yes, I can do with another round, that's for sure. Oh, I came all right before but for me it was just a preliminary. I was expecting much more. Come let's move to the bench over there, it will be perfect as I remember it."

She chatted on, suddenly very vivid and eager. She pushed me down on the bench and straddled me standing on the deck. She put her pussy over my face. I started to lick her which she acknowledged with a shriek. She leaned down to suck my cock but stopped.

"No, must take that thing off. No good to suck a cock with a condom. And this one has been into another woman already. Disgusting. Well, that's much better."

She ripped my condom off and started to suck my cock. She gave me a good time being good at it. I did my best on her pussy and caressed her body. I found a plump body with a soft round stomach and ample breasts that swung nicely. I caressed them thoroughly not being gentle. The big nipples hardened between my pinching fingers. My hand went up over her back and down to find a full ass that I caressed rather roughly which she liked. All the time my mouth and tongue worked hard on her pussy and clit which came out of its shelter and grew big and hard. She had started to moan and now it got interleaved with small shrieks until suddenly her body tensed and she let go of my cock. She stood motionless for a while. I felt her pussy pulsate and fluid wet my face. She was a gusher with a rich flow.

She spun around and straddled me, still with her feet on the deck. "We don't need a condom, do we? I don't like wrapping on my candy," she said but didn't wait for an answer. 

She impaled herself on my now very hard and very erect cock and cried out of joy when she had me fully inside. She stood still for a while flexing her pussy muscles to get the feeling of my cock before she started to fuck with long strokes up and down. She soon increased her speed and shortened the strokes. She panted hard and grunted when she suddenly came. She stopped only shortly before she resumed the fucking though.

She was good, no doubt about that. While moving up and down she changed the pressure in her pussy. It got narrow and it loosened its grip around me in an irregular way. Not knowing what to expect added to my pleasure and I felt the familiar tingling in my loins. I increased my efforts to meet her, fucking back the best I could. She got the message and quickened her pace. She started to pant hard which was her sign. Then it was time for me. She cried out of pleasure when she felt my first blast. When my second rushed up her pussy she started to come herself violently. She sat down hard on me, her body stiff and fluid gushing out of her. She grunted hard several times.

After a while she lay down pressing her soft boobs against my chest. Her pussy muscles were still working on my cock giving it a pleasant massage. She moaned slightly.

"Oh my goodness, this is the way it should be. . . Good position this. You can't get away until I permit it. Should have chosen it the first time. . . But no, this was much better, just lovely."

She lay over me for quite some time chatting on and massaging my cock until it shrank out of her. Only then did she rise and let me up. We hugged and I caressed her soft body some more. She assured that she was very satisfied and so was I. With our arms around the waists we made our way to the restrooms in the superstructure. We were later than most and my woman could go straight in. I had to wait though. 

As soon as she was gone another woman bumped into me. Well, what I saw was of course her sparkling pussy triangle and the pink pussy picture and name tag. She put her hand on my hip.

"Hi, I am Blossom," she said. "Is there still a queue?"

"Yes, I am afraid so," I answered. "I am Tom." I reached out to find her hand but touched her breast. She giggled and I leaned over to kiss it as a greeting. She giggled even more and wriggled her breast causing the nipple to brush against my lips.

She took a step forward and hugged me kissing both my cheeks. I hugged her back and she showed no signs of wanting to withdraw. I caressed her back and squeezed her buttocks. She pressed herself closer to me.

"Want a finger fuck while we wait? That's the best I can offer for the moment," I whispered in her ear. 

She giggled and hesitated for a while but didn't withdraw. No, she pressed even harder against me.

"Yes, that would be very nice. But there is something I would like even more. . . May I lick your cock clean? I love to do that when the come is fresh." 

"Yes of course. But don't expect it to get hard. It's too early," I said. She knelt immediately and kissed my cock for a starter. But she rose quickly.

"Oh, you are a naughty man. You have put that thing in a woman without a rubber, haven´t you? A lot of woman down there. Oh, I will just love this. A cock with mixed juices on is the best I know."

She knelt again and did a very pleasant job first licking me all over then taking my cock and balls one by one into her mouth giving them a thorough mouth wash licking and sucking. She even got a reaction from my cock that swelled in her mouth which she took as a reward.

Eventually she rose and hugged me. "Nice and clean," she said giggling and pulled my head down to her boobs and nipples for some reciprocal kissing. "Well, I wouldn't mind that finger fucking you offered me," she said lightly.

Of course I serviced her. She was wet already being turned on by cleaning my cock and my finger slid easily into her. She made room for another finger and I put the thumb over her protruding clit. It didn't take long until she moaned, panted hard and cried out when she came.

When a restroom got free I offered it to her but she declined. She had been waiting only for an opportunity to go down on a man fresh out of a pussy, she said giggling.

After freshen up I went to the buffet table to get a drink and a bite. I stood in a group and found that touching had become a socially accepted habit. So we all explored each other freely all over the bodies, boobs, asses, cocks and pussies included. 

The people in the group moved around all the time to get into reach and suddenly I stood next to a man. His hands started to explore my body. I had to restrain myself from withdrawing especially when he touched my cock and even fondled it slightly. But although I touched his upper body I couldn't induce myself to touch his private parts. But I had to admit that his hand on my cock hadn't felt unpleasant, in fact there was little difference had it been a woman's hand. It was all in my mind. I wondered how I had reacted if there had been no markings on us telling the sex and I hadn't known if it was a man or a woman that touched me. 

I was saved by a woman who elbowed herself in between us. "Two men together, what a waste. Hi, I am Abigail," she giggled and went directly for my cock and pulled my hand to her body. I guess that she did the same to my buddy. The woman was very happy getting the full attention from two men and having a cock in each hand. She chatted on amiably. 

"Hi folks, having a good time?" Diane's voice was heard from the stage. The magic light showed her body paintings. Her pussy bush sparkled in multi color and so did suddenly the pussies of all the women. The strands outlined her body and her nipples shone in cherry red. When she moved around the stage the criss-cross on her buttocks showed clearly in dull red and green. 

"Well, I hope you have made a lot of acquaintances and at least one intimate and deep intrusive. But there are many more to get to know and make a deep impression on and in," she said and laughed throatily. "Time for our humorous show. Cuddle up and get comfortable, folks. The show is about to begin."

Abigail chose my buddy to cuddle up with. But she didn't leave me out completely. 

"Have to find you a partner, haven't we?" she giggled. "I know just the one. My sister. She is standing over there and seems to be single. Want me to call her over?" I looked around and saw a female standing together with a couple. Abigail didn't wait for an answer but just pulled us towards her sister. 

"Cynthia, here is someone I want you to meet. Cynthia, meet Tom," she said making a formal introduction but it wasn't very formal when she placed Cynthia's hand on my cock." "Tom, meet Cynthia, my twin sister. We are identical twins which you might discover," she placed my hand on Cynthia's breast.

When we leaned forward to kiss cheeks I cupped her breasts and kissed first her cheeks and then her boobs. 

"Hi Tom, nice to meet you, how lovely," Cynthia giggled and fondled my cock and balls. "Oh, but you must be the famous Tom, the talk of the town, the ladies' white knight who came galloping with your sword ready to help a lady in distress and shafting her to her full satisfaction although she was the second in a row. I just heard it from the lady herself, she is telling everyone. Well done. Yes Abigail, I very much want to meet Tom." She was as talkative as her sister.

The four of us moved closer to the stage and found cushions on the way. They had been scattered around but had a marking that sparkled in the dark light.

The show had a very simple plot. It began as before with a video clip showing a girl wandering in a wood. Behind her a satyr followed and watched her. She came to a well and sat down in the sun. After a while she rose and started to undress making a good show of it. When she was naked she walked around the well in the sunshine showing off. The satyr run forward from the trees and caught her. She struggled and screamed in horror but of course the satyr won and put her down in the grass. There the clip stopped and the stage was lit up.

The girl was on stage lying on her back and the satyr stood over her ready to enter. He had a grand erected cock which he showed around for the ladies to drool over. After some preliminaries he knelt and spread the thighs of the girl who screamed. Ladies in the audience supported her by crying out and even bellowed to the satyr to let her be. But he carried on and put his cock in place to enter her. Just when the tip touched her pussy entrance the erection disappeared and he got limp. He howled in disappointment and fell back crying.

The girl sat up looking puzzled. She looked at the satyr inquiringly. She looked at the audience.

"What happened," she said. "I thought this satyr was going to do horrible things to me, do things with that pole jutting in front of him, do very painful things. And now he is crying. What happened? What should I do?"

"You can always run away," a woman in the audience yelled.

"But could I really do that? He looks so distressed. Maybe he is hurt or something. I couldn't just leave him, could I?"

"Oh yes, he is hurt al right. But only his male pride. They always blame us women when they fail, don't they," another woman said and got good laughter from the audience.

"What should I do?" The girl asked again.

"Well honey, why don't you try to get his pole up and ready again if you really want to help him," a woman close to us said. "He really will appreciate that and you will get a friend for life, believe me," the woman laughed knowingly and got us with her.

"But if I get his pole hard again won't he do horrible thing to me then?" The girl asked undecidedly.

"Yes of course honey. That's just about the meaning with getting it hard. But do it, you will like it. We all like a hard cock shoved into us, don't we ladies?" There was much laughter.

"Oh, very well then. But what should I do. I have never done anything like that," the girl asked having made up her mind.

That got the audience going. Suggestions came thick and fast by the dozens and were also discussed between the women. Everyone had suggestions and had their own specialties. It revealed very much about their previous sexual experiences and the fetishes of their men. It covered almost everything in massaging, tickling, kissing and sucking of the whole body, feet, toes and ass included, even pissing. Half of the suggestions I had never thought about. 

It struck me that the combined knowledge and experience of this group of forty or so women was enormous. It was quite educational and very amusing to hear all the ladies being so engaged in this matter. They all had a god time and we men kept a low profile because of all the crude remarks of men's shortcomings.

Finally a woman near us took the lead supported by two or three other women and guided the girl. They made her start by massaging and tickling the satyr and then to caress his whole body not forgetting to use her ample breasts. Then she was told to fondle his cock and balls and take him into her mouth. She made big eyes when that suggestion came but obliged after a slight hesitation. But once she had done it her face cleared and got a look of pleasure. She munched on his cock and rolled his balls in her hand. Suddenly we all saw that he started to grow and swell and she nearly choked before she understood what was happening and pulled away. But she didn't leave his cock. She took him back in but not so much and sucked him.

"Well done honey. Now put your finger up his ass as far as it will go and search around. You will know when you touch his prostrate gland. If that doesn't make him hard nothing will, don't you agree ladies?" The woman said and got evil laughter from the others. 

There was a common grunt from us men when the girl shoved her finger into his ass hole. He jumped when she found the gland and massaged it, probably not very gentle. But it worked. His cock grew and got very erect.

"Yes honey. You did it very well. He is hard enough. Now let him take you. He is ready for it," the leading woman yelled.

"Oh, all right, I will, but how do I do that?" the girl asked innocently.

"Oh honey, that's easy. Get on your hands and knees and present your ass to him. He will know what to do. Don't worry," the woman said with much anticipation in her voice. 

The girl followed the advice and got on all fours. She looked scared though. The satyr jumped up and took position behind her, patting her thighs to get her to spread them more. When he put his cock at her entrance all the women moaned excitedly feeling the cock against their pussies. Suddenly there was a strong erotic tension. Everyone was waiting for the satyr to make his move and break into the girl taking her cherry.

Suddenly the satyr moved. He made a few short thrusts taking aim and then with a roar and a mighty thrust forced his cock all the way inside the poor girl. She swayed forward and cried out in pain. All the women cried out as well. But the girl swayed back and got ready to meet him again. He thrust forcefully into her and gradually the look on her face changed from horror to pleasure. She started to fuck back getting the hang of it until the satyr with another roar emptied his load into her and withdrew.

Well now, a satyr doesn't get limp like the rest of us. When he withdrew his cock was still hard and we saw red specks on it. The proofs of a properly deflowered virgin.

The girl had turned around and looked up at the satyr who stood up looking proud of himself. She jumped up and flung herself on him getting him out of balance. He fell down on his back and the girl straddled him.

"Oh, but that was lovely. It hurt to begin with but then it was all pleasure," she said to the audience smiling broadly. "Ladies what should I do now? I want more of this loveliness."

"Oh honey, that's right. You are just in the right position. Impale yourself on his cock and then ride his cock as much as you want," the woman yelled.

The girl swiftly impaled herself on his erect cock and started to ride. She rode him high and low all the time rapidly and hard except now and then when she sat down coming. But she soon resumed her cruel fucking of the poor satyr. The women in the audience cheered her on. 

The satyr started to complain and beg for mercy. But the girl ignored him and just rode on. The satyr's horn started to deflate but not before they were totally limp did the girl slow down. 

"All right you brute. I will let you go in a while but only after I got one more. That will learn you not to rape young girls but to ask them politely," she yelled to the satyr and grinned to the audience who cheered her on. She started to ride the satyr again and her cries of pleasure were mixed with his grunts of agony. She came in a shuddering orgasm screaming loudly. The light went out and we all cheered them lengthily.

Cynthia had already from the beginning of the show cuddled up with me and pulled my arms around her. She took an active part in giving advice to the girl on stage while I explored her body, caressing her ample breasts for a long time and felt her nipples stiffen between my fingers. She wanted to be kissed and then pushed my hand down to her pussy. I had two fingers into her and her pussy contracted hard when the satyr broke into the girl. She was worked up and came together with the girl on stage.

"Well folks, a lovely show wasn´t it? A real turn on I think. Your turn now. Have a good time. See you later." Diane was back on stage, her pussy bush glistening in emerald green. All the mounds around me had also turned into green somewhere in the middle of the show. But I got no time to admire her. Cynthia pulled me up on my feet.

"I have a great idea. Why don't we have a foursome, at least we can switch. Would be lovely, don't you think? I'll ask Abigail but I know that she is game." The twins put their heads together and started to giggle almost immediately. Cynthia was back in an instant. "Just as I thought. She had got the same idea. Happens all the time of course. Well, how shall we begin?"




Carnal Cruise



"Oh, you ladies seem to know so much. But if I may make a suggestion let's start with a sixty-nine, then we will se. There are some cushions we can use," I said and pulled her down over me. I noticed the name tag of Abigail next to us before my face was surrounded by Cynthia's thighs. 

She tasted very sweet and I had a good time licking and kissing her from the clit to her ass hole. She did a good job on my cock as well. Her clit swelled and got hard under my tongue and she panted hard and started to moan. She cried out when I flicked over the clit but wanted my tongue into her pussy as well. Suddenly she couldn't hold back any longer and came moaning and crying out. I heard her sister screaming at my side just when Cynthia's scream died away.

Cynthia moved away and suddenly I felt a condom being rolled onto my cock. The ladies´ purses obviously were equipped too.

"Come, take me from behind. Be my satyr and deflower me," she called. I rose and searched for her until I found a soft ass which I caressed. There was a sweet laugh. "Yes, that's right, that's me. Come on in, the door is open," she said and I felt her hand on my cock guiding me to her entrance.

I tried to copy the satyr as that what was she had been asking for and made a few small thrust to get my bearings. Then I put all my strength behind a mighty shove that took my cock all the way inside to bottom out in her. She swayed forward from the impact and cried out, not in pain but of pleasure.

"Yes Tom, yes. That's right. That was a mighty one. More of that please," she yelled.

I fucked her from behind not forgetting to caress her ample boobs that felt nice in my hands and her hard clit. Now and then I caressed the rest of her body, arms, shoulders, back and face. I kept in mind that the twins wanted to switch and held back to be able to fuck Abigail later on. She too got a good shafting from the sounds of it.

Cynthia started to buck under me and get noisier. She moaned constantly and cried out in between. I also heard Abigail moan and cry out and understood that the twins' minds were linked. They started to come almost at the same time and there was lovely music from the two of them crying out in unison.

Cynthia rested for a while standing on all fours holding my cock in a firm grip with her pussy. I looked around and all over the place I saw pink and blue name tags and pictures. Erect blue cocks and green pussies moved around. It was amazing to see blue cocks just disappear when being pushed into the pussies and then reappear when pulled out for the next stroke.

Cynthia loosened her grip and pulled away from me. I heard her whisper with Abigail. They suddenly laughed, green pussies moved and then I was pushed down on my back.

"Hi there, it's me, Abigail," the twin sister said leaning over me and then she kissed me, a good, long French kiss. "Time for the change, isn't it? Let's see if that sword is sharp. . . Well, not bad but let's get it even better. But not with this on, no way."

She had knelt over me and grabbed my cock examining its hardness. It had slackened slightly and she pulled the condom off and started to suck me. She was good at it and soon I was rock hard again. I felt a fresh condom being rolled down my cock.

"There you are. Nice and hard. Ready for me? This will be a lovely ride," she giggled and swiftly straddled me and impaled herself on my cock. I grabbed her hips and started to caress her body. As far as I could tell her body was similar to her sister´s with ample firm breasts and a clit that was hard and protruding. She moaned of delight when I put my thumb over it following her movements up and down. Her pussy gripped nicely around my cock. It was a very nice ride.

Both sisters moaned constantly. Abigail gripped harder around my cock and quickened her pace moving up and down with shorter thrusts. She cried out and rode frantically with very short rapid thrusts. She sat down hard on me her body trembling. Her pussy muscles worked hard until she cried out lengthily and slumped down over me. My cock slipped out of her. I got aware of that Cynthia was very noisy too.

Abigail recovered and sat up again. There was a deep laugh when she felt my still hard cock poking her ass. She grabbed it and used it to caress her pussy. She circled her clit and let it slide down her slit to her ass hole. She repeated it slowly a few times. I thought that I should tease her and timed a move carefully. When she stopped shortly at her ass hole to reverse the direction I suddenly thrust upwards. She wasn't prepared for it and my cock head slipped into her ass before she had a chance to stop it. There was a cry and she froze but lowered herself slightly which pushed my cock further up her ass. She laughed throatily and squeezed her ass muscles hard around my cock. 

"Well Tom, I must say. Sodomize a woman at the first date!" She said laughingly and kept her position. Well, I thought. She was in charge being on top of me. If she didn't like it she could just rose. I couldn't withdraw being pinned down.

She laughed throatily again and loosened her grip around my cock. She let her weight push her further down on my cock and she tried a few short careful thrusts up and down. Then she laughed again and sat down taking my cock fully into her ass.

She started to move up and down along my cock. That she was no butt virgin soon became clear. She moved and squeezed my cock very nicely and obviously enjoyed it. She moaned each time she slid down.

"Abigail, what are you doing," I suddenly heard Cynthia say. She was suddenly very close to us at the side of Cynthia. "There's such a funny feeling in my ass. Do you really . . .?" There was laughter and Cynthia had stopped moving.

"Well, yes, it just happened. Why not, it's pleasant," Abigail said and joined the laughter. "What about you? It feels like your pussy is empty?" 

Was it really true? Had twins really an extra sense between themselves

"Yes, it was lovely but now my man is spent. May I join in? It feels lovely in my ass too."

Suddenly I saw a green pussy above me and Cynthia straddled my head. I felt the scent from an aroused pussy. I reached up to locate her body. She laughed happily when she felt my hands on her ass.

"Abigail, get going. It feels like you are nicely filled up. Tom, maybe you can lick me while Abigail is fucking your cock, please.

There I was suddenly with two women to take care of. Abigail started to move up and down and I dug in licking the pussy above me. Cynthia moved around to find the angle that felt best for her. I heard moans and laughter above me and I reached out to caress whatever came in my reach, breasts, bellies, asses.

The women got excited and moans were replaced with cries. I felt pleasantries in my loins and started to meet Abigail when she pushed down. Cynthia rubbed her pussy against my mouth feeling neglected. We found a new rhythm that took us toward fulfillment. I put a finger into Cynthia's ass which she acknowledged with a deep contented grunt. 

The release came unexpected. Abigail cried out, Cynthia screamed moments later and I felt the click in my loins and my first spurt left my cock. Abigail had sat down, her ass squeezed hard all along my cock but released the grip after my first spurt only to help pushing the next out by squeezing hard when it came rushing. She repeated that until I was empty, crying out each time.

Cynthia pressed her pussy against my mouth and tongue. I heard her scream in unison with Abigail and her body shuddered.

While the orgasms subsided they embraced each other sitting on me. Suddenly they dismounted and stretched out on each side on me. We lay for a while softly caressing and kissing. I felt the condom being rolled off and soft lips engulfed my cock. A whirling tongue licked it clean. The twins changed place and another mouth engulfed my balls rolling them gently. I was busy caressing both ladies.

Eventually we rose and went to the restrooms. We parted outside with a hug and a kiss. 

After freshening up I went to the buffet table for another bite and drink. People mingled around bumping into each other in the dark. The pussies again sparkled in multi color, the bright green was gone. The atmosphere was light and fondling of bodies very relaxed. It felt very natural and the polite thing to do. 

It was fascinating to try to visualize what the women I was exploring looked like. Normally when you meet a person you start taking in the full picture and then go to the details. In the dark you had to start with the details and try to build up the full picture. The painted markings made it easy to estimate the height. The face was difficult and color of hair was impossible. But then it got easier. Cupping the boobs told a lot. There were all types. My favorite is big soft breasts with a heavy core that fits nicely in my hands. Then there were quite a few pairs of big, sloppy breasts. I had come across a few ladies with big, round and very firm breasts with a different feel. Must be silicone I thought, pleased to finally get my hands on these new inventions. Then there were firm round breasts, very nice to fondle, to the small perky ones.

The nipples and areolas added to the image with their different sizes and largeness. Some very small and narrow, other soft and puffy on large areolas Yes, breasts were easy to visualize.

Further down was the belly. Not too difficult either. The roundness was easy to feel, from the very flat over the nicely rounded to those well rounded even if the weren't directly fat. 

The ass was very important. Round or pear shaped could be felt as well as the fullness. Squeezing and rolling gently told about the firmness and how muscled it was. 

Then there were the waist, hips and upper thighs. The roundness of hip and thigh gave guidance to the type of figure the lady had together with the relative narrowness of the waist. 

Then at last the pubic mound. There were all kinds from very meaty soft cushions to lean hard bones. The slit started high up on some and further down on others. The feel of the pussy hair ranged from silky to rough, from a rich bush to tiny growth. Quite a few had shaved the pubic mons ranging from landing strips to the smooth baldness of the completely shaved. 

It gave a deeper feeling to think along these lines while I cupped and kissed breasts of many shapes and sizes and caressed bodies which were everything from meaty to lean and curvy to slender and with mounds ranging from rich bushes to smooth, clean shaved skin. I felt great.

I wondered fleetingly how women thought about men's bodies and especially the cocks. What turned them on? What were they looking for? I realized that I had very little knowledge about that. 

I stood in a group with my arms around two ladies gently caressing their asses. The ladies explored my body as well. Suddenly the hands met on my cock and were quickly withdrawn. They kept on exploring though and both neared my privates again and the same thing happened. The hands were withdrawn when they met. But this time the ladies broke into laughter which the rest of the group wondered about. Only the three of us understood the reason. The hands came back but this time they joined forces caressing my cock.

While I was so nicely caressed I noticed the red mound and the paintings of a steward coming through the crowd. She seemed to be looking for somebody. She worked her way towards our group.

"Excuse me, sir. Mistress Diane wants a word if you would be so kind. Please follow me and I will lead you to her," she said very politely. Her name tag told that she was Linda. She turned and placed my hand on her hip to make it easier for me to follow her. When she started to walk my hand slid down over her ass and I got certain that she was as naked as the rest of us. 

"Better do like this. I might lose you in the crowd otherwise," she said giggling and grabbed my cock that had a nice swell from the ladies´ caresses. Putting my hand back on her hip she moved on pulling me with her. 

Somehow she had bearings and knew where to go circling around the groups of people. It felt nice with her hand on my cock. She massaged it slightly while we moved on and it responded by swelling to erection. 

She stopped abruptly and I bumped into her only to find that she had leaned forward. My cock slid in between her open thighs. When I grabbed her hips for support she closed her thighs rolling my cock between them. I felt the heat and moistness from the pussy.

"Easy sir. Mistress Diane said that is a no-no. Remember?" She said giggling when she rose and grabbed my now fully erect cock in a firm grip. "Well, here we are. Be careful."

I heard a canvas flap be turned away and was pulled inside something I first thought was a tent. But I saw the stars and the faint bulbs along the railing and understood that it was a partitioning off the deck probable at the side of the stage. Two ladies were in there, one sitting in front of a screen, the other being Diane. I could tell from the body paintings. The lashings across her butt were very visible. 

"Mistress, Mr. Tom as ordered," my steward reported jokingly still holding my cock. "Yes, he certainly is a four and maybe also a five. But that of course can't be established in the dark. And he is horny, he just tried to rape me," she said giggling.

"Oh, did he? Well, knowing you I wonder why he didn't succeed," Diane laughed. "A horny four you said. Excellent, just as we expected from what we have seen." At the screen I could see faint images of people, not that they could be recognized but their name tags showed clearly. Diane kept track of us.

"Well," Diane said anticipating my question. "We must keep an eye on things so nobody gets hurt, don't we. And we noticed that you have made intimate acquaintances with five or six women. A good score I must say. Really a good score, just what one wishes from a man with a rank four or five cock."

"What's that rank?" I asked a bit curious. "That's flattering of course but I am not that long, although a little bigger than average from what I have read." "Oh you men, always concerned about size aren't you?" Linda broke in. "Size is just one of many factors when judging a cock. Length, circumference, shape and looks, there are many physical factors. And then we have the way it gets erect, the angle, if it bends and so on. We must not forget the balls either. And finally the way it functions when used for what it is designed for. Oh, there are so many factors that have to be taken into account." Linda said very committed. I had got a lesson and suddenly knew much more what women were looking for about the cock. The three women started to giggle.

"Now Tom, I want to ask you something," Diane said after a short pause. "We will have a winding up of the party with dancing where everyone can participate. The staff has volunteered to be lead dancers on stage. It´s sort of an amateur show. Are you willing to go on stage with them?" 

"Oh, I don't know . . . Well, what should I do on stage?" I asked.

"Oh, but I thought that was obvious. Dance and take part in what might happen. It´s nothing we have rehearsed. It just came up when we felt a need for a winding up activity." Diane said lightly but with some concern in her voice. 

"Oh, well that will be fun I guess if you really think I could do it," I said. "Who will be my partner? You? I really would like you to be my partner." 

"I bet you would. You screw everything, don´t you? Oh sorry, that was kind of you of course. I am staff, remember? We will find a good partner for you, don´t worry. You have shown that you can handle anyone, am I right, April?" She said mockingly.

"Oh yes, I am sure he will be perfect," the woman at the screen exclaimed. She reached out and grabbed my cock squeezing it. She giggled when I leaned forward to kiss the slopes of her breasts and she put a nipple in my mouth. 

"It's all settled then. Excellent. The girls will show you what to do. Just follow their lead and everything will go smoothly I am sure. Let's get going."

Diane went on stage announcing the plans for winding up the party and urging everyone to find a dance partner. I looked at Diane from the side of the stage and got turned on by her lovely look. Only her face and shoulders were lit up with white light. The rest of her body was outlined by the bright shining strands. The lashes were in dull green and bluish. The light went out and Diane disappeared.

I put my hands on April´s shoulders when looking on the screen how men and women found each other but also how stewards discreetly helped lonely people to find a partner. April at the screen had a central role having an overview and directing stewards on the deck through earphones. When she was sure everyone was paired she told the stewards to get ready for the show.

April relaxed and leaned back. She pulled my hands down to cup and caress her full boobs. She giggled and let me go on for a little while before she pushed me away to stand up.

Suddenly April's hands were all over my body spraying it. "Have to refresh your make up, haven't I?" She giggled. She withdrew and I heard the hiss from spray cans when she used them on her own body.

The music came on, a brisk tune easy to dance to. April took my hand and together we moved to the stage. When she stopped my cock bumped into her butt. There was a throaty laugh. She put her hand between us and grabbed my cock and leading me by it she guided me up on stage. Other stewards joined but there were only three women to five men. 

"Don´t worry, Linda is preparing your partner. They will join us shortly," April whispered having anticipated my concern. She still held my cock and now squeezed it reassuringly. She giggled and then left me to join her partner. After a while Linda entered the stage with another woman in tow. Linda pushed her towards me.

I had hardly time to take her hand and lean over to kiss her breast in the now normal way to say hallo before Linda put us in a line and then the magic light was on. The stewards and stewardesses were clearly outlined and were met by cheers when recognized by the audience. We started doing some sort of line dancing moving back and forth in rhythm and turning around. The stewardesses looked marvelous, the painted straps along legs, arms, waist and breasts outlining their bodies. When we were turned around the women wriggled their asses excessively. The stewardesses had a good time really showing off. The stewards had similar paintings emphasizing other parts of their bodies with the cocks in bright blue. My partner and I were much more modest; painted like the female birds compared with the males I thought. But the essentials were outlined in the magic light. My partner had spirals around her boobs painted in emerald green zeroing in to bright red cherries and there was a painted belt around her waist with arrows-points, the one at front ending in the sparkling bush and the one at the back ending in her ass crack.

The tune changed to a slow dance. Our line broke up and we danced in pairs holding each other very close. My woman had a very lithe body and followed me easily. My senses told that she was mature with firm ample boobs and nicely soft body and skin. She was older than the stewardesses I thought. Well, she should be coming from the audience. All women I had met during the evening were mature. Her body had that nice soft roundness that many women get with maturity. Her breasts were full and firm, giving that lovely heavy feeling in my hands when I cupped them. She was very quiet only moaned of joy and pleasure now and then.

I looked over her shoulder onto the deck. The stage gave a good overview and it was amazing to se all the pictures of cocks, pussies and the name tags move around. Blue cocks and sparkling pussies flashed now and then when bodies bounced apart. I couldn't look for long though. My woman demanded my full attention. We had been dancing close together but in the ordinary way holding hands and my other hand at her back. Suddenly she put her arms around my neck and I held her tight with both arms around her. After a little while she pushed my hands downwards until they cupped her ass cheeks. She moaned of delight when I squeezed them gently. She crept very close pressing her firm breasts against my chest and grinding her pubic mound hard into me. I saw the other couples on stage dancing in the same way. There were blue hands on the buttocks of the women. I looked at my own hands and saw that they were blue as well. 




Carnal Cruise



I wasn't unaffected of her doings. My cock swelled and got harder. She laughed delighted and wriggled her hips to give room for it to rise between our bodies then pressed herself close to me giving my cock a nice massage against her soft belly. 

The tune stopped. Linda spread us out on the stage. The next tune was a love song not really meant for dancing. Instead the women knelt in front of us and pink hands grabbed our blue cocks. After some fondling they moved closer. What could be seen were bright red, open lips getting close and slowly taking in the blue cocks between them. The stewardesses started to suck slowly letting the blue cocks in and out of their red mouths. I got very hard which my woman acknowledged with satisfied moans. I looked over the audience and saw that quite a few of the women had followed the stewardesses' example. 

When the song ended the stewardesses withdrew their red mouths. The erect blue cocks pointed upwards in different angles and the red mouths were held open some distance away. My woman let a pink finger trail along my cock. With the finger tip she pressed the cockhead downwards and let the finger tip slip away. The cock sprang upwards. She laughed out loudly, a proud, happy laugh and repeated it a few times for the benefit of the audience. The other followed and we all got nice cheers. 

Linda suddenly disentangled from her man. She bent over and picked up something. She quickly handed the other females what she had picked up. Pink hands busied themselves rolling condoms onto the erect cocks. But it was no ordinary condoms, they were in multicolor. Mine had a tiger pattern. 

Suddenly the pussies turned into bright green and the shoulder pictures showed the women sitting with open legs, pussies glowing in red.

The music came on, a nice tune with a steady beat. The stewardesses rose and were spread out taking positions at the front of the stage. They fumbled around slightly and then got down on all fours with heads and shoulders lowered. The strands at their backs started to move and little imagination was needed to get the picture of wriggling asses. It was obvious what they expected. My woman followed. I moved in and knelt behind her, my cock slid down the arrow in between her buttocks. When my cock touched her pussy area she cried out in anticipation.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her close. She wriggled her ass to help me find her entrance. She cried out again when the cock head spread her moist lips. With a forceful push I entered her and with the next stroke I bottomed out. She cried out happily.

I got aware of a stunned silence in the audience. Very few danced although the tune was great with its steady beat. Most of the people were watching the stage. I realized that we had to give them the best show we could muster.

I started to fuck with long slow strokes making sure the audience could see my tiger cock move in and out. The stewardesses had thought about that and positioned themselves along the stage letting the audience see us from the side. The condoms shone brightly and showed very clearly how the cock disappeared when pushed inside. 

I reached under my woman to cup her breasts. They were marvelous, heavy and firm and swinging freely with long stiff nipples that were very nice to roll between my fingers. She moaned of delight. I heard encouraging comments from the audience now standing close to the stage and understood that the spirals made the movements of the marvelous boobs very visible. 

I fucked her with steady strokes and caressed her whole body not forgetting her clit. She met my thrusts eagerly wanting each one to go deep into her pussy. All the stewardesses were loudly moaning and crying out in different tunes creating an exciting love song. It was never quiet. After a while I recognized their different sounds. April behind me had a thin very high pitch. Linda in front of me had a lower, varied pitch that was heard all the time. One mixed cries with dirty talk when she got excited. My woman had a deep husky tune that never broke. 

The talkative stewardess suddenly screamed uncontrollable. Dirty words flowed in between her screams. She was unaware of everything but her own pleasure. Her screams seemed to get the other girls going making the love song to increase in volume. 

My woman had moaned constantly and her pussy had narrowed pleasantly. She also started to scream, low to begin with but increasing when her body started to shudder. Her orgasm was as intense as her scream that kept on for long.

I had stopped banging into her and instead cupped her boobs. Her nipples had got very stiff and prolonged but softened when her orgasm subsided. She put a hand over mine urging me to squeeze her breast harder. Together we overheard when orgasms hit her fellow performers. There was no doubt what happened to them. The screams of pleasure told it all. 

"Lovely, just lovely," she said happily when the screams had died away. "Go on please. I want more, much more. I know what you can do with a woman. Give it to me, please."

When the audience cheered I understood that she had spoken loudly so everyone could hear. She got back into position on all fours and pushed her ass against me wriggling it in a strong urge. 

Beyond her I saw Linda disentangle from her man. But it was only to change position. She pushed him down on his back and mounted him. His red and green cock disappeared circle by circle when she slowly impaled herself on his cock.

My woman wriggled her ass again eager to get me going. My cock had never left her pussy and she had held it in a nice, firm grip during the interlude. But I had got a rest and was ready to give her more, much more as she had requested. 

I started to fuck her with deep blows in a steady pace following the music that now had a heavy beat, very easy to follow. I caressed her whole body not too gentle though. I squeezed her ass and hips, let my thumbs follow her spine up and down with open palms and got round her body to cup and squeeze the breasts. I caressed down her belly to find her clit to massage. I saw Linda in front of us moving up and down, the red and green circles on the cock showing and disappearing. 

My woman was soon moaning again and so were the stewardesses. The choir sang in parts with different tunes. The love song sounded fantastic and very arousing. The audience wasn't unaffected. The atmosphere had changed from light happiness to highly erotic. From what I could see quite a few couples were mating again. The pink marks on the bodies showed that most of the women were down on all fours taking the cocks from behind. I saw blue marks moving rhythmically above the pink ones. But I also saw quite a few couples doing the sixty-nine only that the pink marks showed that both persons were women. The stewardess' singing soon was backed by a choir from the ladies on deck.

My full attention was demanded. Spasms went through my woman´s body now and then and her pussy narrowed and got very loose in an irregular way. She started to whine, a low murmur at first that grew, getting louder and reaching higher pitches. Her body shuddered and she lost her pace in meeting my thrusts now and then. Suddenly Linda cried out in front of us. That made it. My woman whined loudly with a very deep pitch when a heavy spasm went through her body. The orgasm shook her entire body. She screamed in ecstasy.

I was about to stop to give her a break but remembered what she had said about wanting the same thing as the woman I had had as a starter. I kept on banging into her pussy keeping her hips in a steady grip and she showed no signs of dislike. On the contrary. She steadied herself and received my blows firmly. She whined and screamed all the time. She had reached a level getting series of orgasms, an outmost experience. I fucked her rather fast but steady trying to get deep into her with each thrust. I didn't dare changing anything not knowing how she would react. I got aware of that Linda was through and now was facing us watching. 

My woman kept on whining and screaming. She seemed to tire and her body again was unable to meet me. She now swayed forward for each thrust and was slow to sway back. Her pussy had loosened considerably making it very easy to get deep but on the other hand it gave very little friction. I was yet far from coming having concentrated so hard on giving her and the audience my very best. 

Suddenly Linda stood in front of us. 

"Stop it, you brute. She has had enough, she can't take any more," she yelled. She put her hand on my ass to stop my thrusts and to show that I should keep still pressed deep into the pussy. My woman´s whines and screams subsided and suddenly she collapsed forward making my cock to slide out of her. I heard a gasp from the audience when they saw my still very erect tiger. Linda laughed throatily. I looked up and saw her standing with her feet wide apart. Her bush still glistened in emerald green and the golden chain was visible going all the way through her slit and crack.

"Oh my goodness, ladies and gentlemen. Gosh, that really was something, wasn't it? Two amateurs giving their very best. But what should we do now? We must take care of this poor man, don´t we? I would say it takes an experienced woman to handle it . . ."

Linda´s voice trailed off when my woman suddenly jumped up at her side obviously back in full vigor.

"I will handle it, don´t worry. I will take care of this lovely brute. You´ll see how Tom will beg for mercy before I am through with him. Just like that satyr. Watch me."

The woman turned and came straight up to me. A pink hand was coming forward patting my face before starting exploring me starting from my head. It went down my body caressing my chest, nipples and stomach ending with a firm grip around my cock. Suddenly she let go of the cock and took a step forward. With both hands she grabbed my head and pulled me close to her. Her lips found mine and she kissed me deeply. Her tongue soon engaged mine in a French kiss. She moaned of delight when I started to explore her body. My hands went all over her backside ending up cupping her ass cheeks. I squeezed and caressed them thoroughly and tried to get a finger in between her buttocks. She broke our kiss to laugh throatily, put her arms around my neck and moved her feet apart to give me access to her female heaven. It was soft and moist with puffy lips. 

She turned and backed into my arms giving me the possibility to caress her front side. I took my time exploring her body giving her full breasts a good treatment cupping them, weighing them in my hands, tweaking the nipples until they hardened. Only then did I move south over her soft round belly. The audience gasped when my blue hand shadowed the emerald green mound. Her knees buckled when my finger trailed down into her slit caressing the clit before pressing into her moist crevice. She groaned loudly when I caressed her slit pressing a finger into her and not forgetting to give her clit a light massage with the palm of my hand.

Suddenly she laughed loudly.

"Oh yes, I love this," she exclaimed. "But can I handle such a man? Please advice me folks. Do you think I will be able to satisfy such a satyr?" 

There were cheers from the audience and then quite a few women encouraged her. She hesitated until one woman rather harshly told her to go on with it and show the power of the mature woman. "And make that man to beg for mercy and do it quickly. Show the man who has the power," she yelled. The whole deck exploded in laughter. Well, I thought, let's see about that. I got determined to let her work for her success. 

"All right, let's get started then. I will do my very best to fuck his brain out, be sure of that folks. This will be great fun."

While she talked her pelvis had moved rhythmically against my hand. Now she turned around and again held my face between her hands and started to kiss me. Her tongue swirled in my mouth twisting with mine. The kiss broke and her mouth moved south over my body. 

"Let me take this one off. Surely you will suck him and a condom doesn't taste very good. Just yell when you want a fresh one to put on him," Linda suddenly said and ripped the condom off me.

The woman followed Linda's advice and knelt before me. She gave my cock a lovely treatment with hands, mouth and tongue and effortlessly let the cock head slide down her throat to take the full length in. I felt her teeth against my pubes and her chin pressed against my balls.

She slowly pulled back sucking my cock all the way out. Instead she took my balls one by one in her mouth fondling them with her tongue. Needless to say that I got rock hard from her lovely treatment and she got many cheers for her skill.

Suddenly she pulled me down. When I knelt she rolled onto her back bringing me with her. I ended up with my head between her open thighs. The fragrance from an aroused pussy filled my nostrils. I dug in returning her treatment. She grunted when she first felt my tongue on her clit and then moaned constantly. I licked her slit from clit to ass hole back and forth until I felt her ass heaving against my face. She started to bounce up and down and moaned heavily. She cried out when the orgasm hit her. She closed her thighs hard around my head and her ass bounced uncontrollable up and down. She must have been very horny. She didn't rest but jumped up and pushed me over on my back. She knelt at my side and took my cock down her throat again to refresh it.

"Where is that condom? It´s time to show how to fuck," she yelled. Linda was close by, I had seen her green pussy mound when I was pushed on my back. She knelt and swiftly put a new condom on my cock. This time it sparkled in the French colors with red, blue and white rings. 

The woman straddled me swiftly. To the cheers from the audience she slowly but deliberately impaled herself on my cock. Color by color disappeared into her which the audience could see clearly. When I was almost in she sat down hard with a screwing motion and cried out of delight when I bottomed out in her.

"Oh my goodness folks, you should know how good this feels," she yelled and started to ride my cock. She quickly made it clear that she was very skilful, the way she moved and used her pussy muscles was that of a very experienced and determined woman. Surely I should have to use all my own skill to match her.

I set to work. She had me pinned down and was in charge of the action but I was free to use my hands. I caressed her body exploringly to start with. But then I got a bit rough on her. I caught her big swinging boobs and squeezed them roughly tweaking her nipples when I had got them to stand out hard as plugs. She stopped her fucking temporarily to lean down and put a nipple in my mouth. She cried of pleasure when I first closed my mouth around the nipple flicking it with my tongue and then took it between my teeth, not very gently. She laughed throatily and put the other nipple in. She cried out again when this one got the same treatment but much harder. That she liked it a bit rough was clear and when she changed nipple again it got a real bite and together with a hard tweak on the other nipple made her cry out loudly.

The woman sat up again and resumed riding my cock. She pulled my hands to her boobs but I soon moved one hand to caress her pussy slit and especially the clit. It was long and erect and well out of its sheath. She cried out as soon as I pressed my thumb against it and started to whine. Soon a shuddering orgasm hit her and made her to collapse over me.

When she didn´t resume her doings soon enough the audience started to murmur.

"Come on bitch," a woman suddenly yelled. "You should show how to make a man to beg for mercy. So do just that and don't only pleasure yourself." I recognized the same gruff voice as before but there was much excitement in it too. 

My woman quickly sat up on my still hard pole. She hadn't completely forgotten me in her orgasm. Her pussy had been active squeezing and rippling along my cock. By will or if it just was the way her pussy behaved under orgasm I couldn't tell but I hoped it was by will. The audience couldn't know that of course.

"You are right. I forgot myself. But it´s so lovely what Tom does to me. Oh my goodness. Some of you out there must know what I am talking about. . . . Back to work then. I will appreciate your help and good advice ladies."

The audience laughed relieved and started to shout advices, some very rude especially from the women who really got into it.

She started to move again but more deliberate this time. But after a while lust took over and she again pulled my hands to her boobs and then stopped to put the nipples in my mouth to treat. She cried out as before when I bit her nipples hard. When she resumed the fucking I squeezed and kneaded her ass, hips, buttocks and boobs roughly not forgetting to pinch her nipples thoroughly. She moaned all the time but when I got back to her pussy slit and her clit she started to whine. I reached around to the crack of her ass and caressed both front and back for a while. Very deliberate I suddenly increased the massage and pressure on her clit. She cried out of pleasure and the cry went up several notches when I used the slacking in her pubic region to insert my finger in her ass hole. It went in very easily before her sphincter muscle contracted hard holding my finger in a firm grip. But it was already inside and my cock felt it through the thin wall. 

She had been taken by surprise and sat down on my cock. But now I took over and heaved my ass upwards pushing deeper into her. I lifted us up as far as I could and then fell back down. She wasn't prepared for that either and my cock bottomed out hard in her making her to cry out loudly.

"Oh my goodness. Is that what you want? Well, you will have it then, be sure of that," she yelled and started to ride me harshly with short strokes pushing herself down hard each time. She cried out for each downward stroke. The cry was replaced by a loud whine when I set to work on her clit and moved my finger around in her ass. Suddenly she started to scream and her body shuddered. Her pussy rippled along my cock. She fell forward on my chest all her strength suddenly gone.

I was pinned under her but decided to change that. I quickly pulled my finger out of her ass and embraced her. I rolled us over and succeeded to get her on her back without leaving her pussy. I pulled her legs up and put them over my shoulders and started to screw her. Her upturned pussy took my cock in very nicely. 

She was rather passive to start with but gradually she got more active. She adjusted her position and her pussy came to life changing the pressure all the time. It suddenly felt very pleasant.

"Let me loose you brute," she suddenly yelled. "I should be on top showing you how to fuck, shouldn't I?"

"Sorry lady, you had your chance. Now I will run the show but I will appreciate all the help I can get," I said mockingly. The audience both cheered and whistled.

"All right, all right but let my legs down at least. You won't lose on it. I swear you will be much more comfortable in my pussy that way," she said loudly for the sake of the audience. I suddenly understood that she liked to perform for an audience. 

"Yes, oh yes that's much better," she said when I let her legs down from my shoulders. "Now let's fuck together, shall we?" She giggled heavily but then got serious. She planted her feet steadily and started to move her pelvis up and down. I took up her rhythm and we screwed with long slow strokes. She met my inward thrusts by raising her ass making sure that I bottomed out each time. She narrowed her pussy on my outbound stroke which gave a very pleasant friction. Yes, she indeed was skilful.




Carnal Cruise Ch. 02



I slept until very late the next morning and woke up feeling refreshed. I lay in my bed for a while thinking back of the adventurous night before and all the lovely women I had met and been intimate with. Most of all I thought about the mysterious woman in the end that had been so gifted and experienced and had given me such a marvelous time. Well, I think she got the same back from me. I couldn't understand why she had left so suddenly. And I didn't know her name. When I thought about it her name tag must have been smudged or something. The tag was there but the name not readable. And the picture on the shoulder had been missing as well, the picture of a lady with hot red open pussy which had been applied to the shoulder of all women in the party.

After I had left the stage and made a quick detour to the restroom I went back to the buffet table. There were still snacks and chilled wine left which tasted fine. There were plenty of people moving around the tables. It seemed that nobody wanted to leave although the party was supposed to wind down.

As before we mingled around and exploring hands were all over bodies in the dark. All inhibitions were gone. I got a warm welcome from the women as soon as they saw or heard my name. They complemented me for the show and their hands went directly down to my cock. They wanted to be caressed as well and pushed my hands down to their pussies. At one time I stood with a group of three women when suddenly one of them knelt and took my cock in her mouth. The other two pulled my hands to their womanhoods and moved to give me the best possible access. Soon I was caressing the insides of their pussies, one from behind with my thumb in her and the fingers over her clit and mound and the other the other way around. The woman sucking my cock was good and got rewarded when my cock swelled in her mouth. The two other women got very excited and I paid much attention to their hardening clits. Muffled moans came from them and soon after they started to shudder in pleasant orgasms. The lady at my feet left my cock and stood up. She pushed me down and wanted to be licked. She stood with her feet wide apart and was easy to reach with my tongue. Her clit was already stiff and completely out of its shelter. A few flicks over it got her moaning and with some help from a finger in her pussy caressing her soft spot my tongue soon brought her over the brink. She shuddered and couldn't hold back a few cries when she came. All three ladies hugged me before we drifted apart.

I was immediately pulled into the arms of another woman who obviously had been standing close. She laughed throatily and pulled my head down to her breasts. "Suck them, bite my nipples like you did on stage," she whispered hoarsely in my ear. "Oh yes, yes but harder, harder," she whispered after a while when I had got her nipples hard and bitten into them. Well, I did as she wanted and took them one by one in firm grips between my teeth rocking her ample breasts with them. She panted hard and suddenly her body stiffened. There was a loud sigh of relief and then she was gone. It all went so fast that I hadn't got the chance to see her name. 

Well, I moved around getting very well received all the time from women who wanted to get fondled. But eventually the crowd started to thin out and I decided to call it a night. Although the caresses from the women were nice and kept my cock in a swelled status I had no desire for another round in a pussy. I was spent. So I drifted towards the exit door but it took some time to reach it because I bumped into more women on the way there and I didn't want to be impolite. It was very nice.

Well, I thought in my bed, it had been a wonderful night and very far away from the normal. The cruise line really had stood up to their promises. I wondered what they had in story for the rest of the cruise to match this starter.

After a light lunch I went to the gym for a workout. Afterwards I spent a few hours lazily napping at the pool. I felt great when I arrived for dinner in the main dining room.

I was seated at a round table for ten. It turned out to be four couples and a single woman but she was opposite to me and I had no chance to talk to her. The food was excellent and the women at my sides interesting to talk with as were their spouses. We took our time at the table.

When I left the dining room a stewardess suddenly called for my attention. Something about her looked familiar and when the nametag showed that her name was April I was certain. It had to be the lovely stewardess from the party who had brought me on stage for the amateur fuck show. My cock twitched when I remembered it. She looked just as lovely as I had thought that night, good looking, long legged, dark hair and a gorgeous body that a well cut evening dress enhanced not least by the way it let her show a deep cleavage.

She smiled at me, a professional smile that deepened and softened when she noted my reaction and that I had recognized her. A content look on her face added to the broad smile.

There were many people around so she kept a professional face. "Sir, may I have a word if you please?" she said and took my elbow and steered me to the side. "Sir, I have a message and a question for you. A lady asks if you want to join her at the upper deck bar. She gave me the name Brigitte hoping that you would remember her and asked me to tell that she wants to apologize for something that happened at the get-together party. Will you accept the invitation?" April looked inquiringly at me and for some reason her face flushed. 

Of course did I remember Brigitte. She was the woman I had the first intimate encounter with at the party, the woman who passed out after a prolonged orgasm and left me on my own. Well, I had quickly found relief from a woman being close by who also had been prematurely abandoned by her partner. It had turned out very well for both of us I thought. I wondered what Brigitte wanted.

"Well, will you accept her invitation? The look on your face indicates that you remember her," April coaxed mockingly and started to giggle.

"Oh, yes, yes of course. Be delighted too. Where do I find her," I said.

"Oh yes, I think you will, be delighted I mean," April said with mockery in her eyes flushing even more. "Well, just follow me sir and I will take you to her."

She turned and walked in front of me heading for the upper deck bar. I knew of it, it was very pleasant in the evenings out in the open under the stars. April didn't take me the ordinary way though but used a service elevator. Once we were inside she turned to me with glittering eyes. 

"I hope you remember me too," she said softly. "I certainly remember you and the marvelous performance," she whispered in my ear. She backed a little and looked at me smilingly. "I am not supposed to do this but I don't think it will do any harm," she said hugging me and kissed me cheek. "Oh no, no harm at all," I said when she withdrew and I embraced her and kissed her back. She clung to me until the door opened at the upper deck. She pressed a button to keep the door open. "Oh, let me help you. No good to present you to Brigitte looking like that," she said giggling and touched my cheek wiping away some of her red lipstick. When she was done she looked at us in the mirror smilingly and adjusted her hair. "Well sir, if you will be so kind to follow me sir," she said very formally but with shining eyes.

In the upper deck bar she brought me to the back where the light was dim. A lady was sitting alone at a table. "Mr Tom, Ms Brigitte. Ms Brigitte, Mr Tom." She introduced us formally and went away.

The lady looked up at me with worried eyes. I reached out for her hand and leaned over to kiss it. "Hi," I said. "May I join you?"

"Oh yes, please do. Sorry I forgot my manners," she said weakly but some of the worry had left her eyes. She smiled a bit uncertain. I sat down opposite to her. April came back with two glasses of champagne. Brigitte looked up and thanked her. 

"Cheers," I said raising my glass trying to melt the ice. I looked her in the eye but she avoided my glance and looked down when she sipped the champagne. I made small talk about the cruise for some time and gradually her unease went away. The bar had a small dance floor and when a good tune came on I asked her to dance which she was happy to accept. I held her formally to begin with. She danced very well and had no problem to follow my clumsiness. Gradually she moved closer to me until we danced not very formally. When a slow tune came on she clung to me and I held her close. Her body was very lithe and followed easily every move I made.

"Thank you," she whispered in my ear. "Let's go back to the table and talk."

She placed my hand on her hip when we walked back to the table. She sat down where her face would be in the shadows. We sipped our champagne and she played with her glass saying nothing. Suddenly she straightened up.

"Thank you for coming," she said and hesitated uncertain how to proceed. "I have felt awful since last night and didn't know what to do," she blurted out. "But tonight in the dining room I felt that I had to see you and apologize. I asked Diane for help and am so happy that you accepted to come." She got quiet not knowing how to go on.

"But it was my pleasure altogether. And there is nothing to apologize for. We had a wonderful time at the party, hadn't we?"

"Yes, but . . ." She was saved by the waiter who came to refill our glasses. We drank in silence while the waiter waited for our approval. We nodded appreciating and he went away.    

"Well, yes . . . We had a great time . . . at least I had . . . but its not my habit to leave a man unsatisfied like I did . . . I felt awful when I came to and you were gone . . . and it didn't feel any better when I understood that another woman had taken over fulfilling what was my duty . . . well, not that she complained from what I could hear, on the contrary . . . and in my distress I was happy that you had found at least some relief." Her voice had gradually become steady and in the end even sounded slightly joyful. . . . "So . . . that's why I wanted to see you and apologize for my behavior."

"Oh no, there's nothing to apologize for. We had a great time, really. It's me that should apologize. It was my fault that you passed out in the end and I should have waited for you to recover, to make sure that you were all right." 

There was a throaty laugh from Brigitte and I felt that the tension was almost gone.

"Oh. It was nice of you to say that. But I should know better than to be carried away like that. Me, a mature, experienced woman. At least that´s what a regard myself to be. But it was so utterly lovely that my brain could handle nothing but my intense pleasure . . . I have never before in my life had an orgasm like that . . . it just went on and on and ended with a crescendo like an explosion and an earthquake. Then I was totally spent and couldn't move until it was too late and you were gone . . . it was such a tremendous experience. But I feel so much better now."

She toasted me and looked me in the eye over the brim of the glass. For the first time I realized. The tension was all gone now and I guessed that she felt reassured and safe.

"Nice, I am really glad that you feel happy again. May I ask you to dance again, it's such a lovely evening?"

"Oh yes, that would be lovely. But I want to ask you one more thing first . . . How come that you seem to give all your women such extended orgasms. I talked to the lovely stewardess April and she told me that you had done it to other women too. And not only the woman on stage. She also got a tremendous orgasm although you came together in the end. But that wasn't her skill, you were helped by that finger in your butt, wasn't you? The other women you surely had that night I don't know about but I guess that they didn't complain. Please, tell me your secret."

"Well, I don't know . . . well, OK then. It's simple really. My wife . . . my late wife that is . . . was very interested in sex and very skilful. She was the best mistress a man can wish. Together we practiced nearly every day. We even took courses. We studied, the Kama Sutra of course from the 4th century but also other sources like Ananga Ranga from the 13th century I think. Funny that so much of this old wisdom comes from India. But there also was a book from North Africa written by Schejk Nafzawis from the 16th century and many more of more recent times. We found out how to postpone my orgasm and how to make her ride on the wave of orgasm. If I did it right she could be riding up to an hour. Or she could have several orgasms in a row. Hundreds. I also learnt to read her and to time my own pleasure with her final explosion. I found out last night that my knowledge works also with other women. Well, in your case I missed the last part, that's why I think it is me that should apologize and not you."  

"Well, I am still ashamed that I passed out like that. I would have given you a much greater time than that woman. You deserved it. Mind you, I don't say that she was bad or something, it's just that French women are the best when it comes to the real thing. And I am French although I have been living in the US for a long time. Maybe the Swede women . . . you are a Swede aren't you? Yes. Maybe they are prettier, sexier even and maybe more direct and frank about making love but the French simply are the best when it comes to finesse and sophistication and how to treat a man. It goes from mother to daughter and my mother taught me a lot. Well, now you can ask me to dance again."

At the dance floor she at once came close to me. She wanted to have my arms around her and put both arms around my neck. Twice she moved my hands on her body first to her waist to pull her tight, then to her hips to hold her steady in a fast dance. Her body felt great in my arms just as I remembered it.

When a slow tune came on she put her mouth close to my ear and nibbled on the earlobe.

"What would you do if you got an invitation to my cabin?" She whispered.

"Well . . . I would consider it very carefully," I said and deliberately made a pause. "And then . . . well, I would be very happy to accept."

"You bastard," she said and bit my ear. "Well, start considering then." She pushed my hands down to cover her ass and I pulled her close to my body. When we danced she deliberately grinded her pussy against me and when she felt my cock harden she looked up at me smilingly.

In her cabin a soft light was on. A cooler with a bottle stood ready on a side table.

"Make yourself comfortable," she said and helped me with my dinner jacket. She also helped me to get rid of the tie and undid a couple of buttons in my shirt letting a finger trail over my chest.

"Please excuse me for a minute. You can open the bottle. I think we will enjoy a drink on the balcony. It's lovely out there, don't you think?"

She went into the bathroom and I took the cooler out on her private balcony.

"Hi there," I heard her voice behind me and turned around. She stood in the doorway lit up by soft light from both inside the cabin and from the railing. She looked gorgeous taking my breath away. She laughed throatily and wriggled her hips. She had got comfortable having taken her dress off and now stood in a green half cup bra. Her ample breasts rested nicely, formed into two cupolas with the already hard nipples pushing out. A slim waist was accentuated by a golden chain that hang loose over a nicely rounded belly. The diminutive boxer panties in the same green color as her bra were of flimsy lace. That she wasn't shaved showed clearly. Her mound was covered by pitch black hair. Her shapely legs and curved thighs were emphasized by high heels also in green. There was a tiny golden chain around her left ankle.

She laughed again and turned around slowly. She had a nice back over a full, round ass which she wriggled a couple of times shifting her weight before completing the full circle. I was still speechless. I had expected her to look good from what I had seen in the bar and felt when she was naked in my arms in the nightly party. But this was beyond my expectations.

"May I have that drink now please," she said giggling, moving graciously over to the railing. She turned and leaned her back against it.

"Yes, yes of course, forgive me. You look so stunning that I totally forgot my manners," I croaked pouring two glasses and taking them over to her. She pecked my cheek and took her glass standing close to me.

"Welcome, welcome to my cabin," she said in a low voice raising her glass. "Ah yes. This is my favorite. French of course, the real thing. I was lucky they had it. Not in the All Included of course. But I love it both before and after." She took another deep swallow and put the glass away.

Brigitte stood before me and put her arms around my neck. She came close and kissed me lightly. Her lips tasted fresh and crisp from the champagne. She withdrew slightly and undid the rest of the buttons in my shirt. She stroked over my chest and around the back under the shirt, a light lovely caress. She pressed her body close to mine and just held me close for some time. I caressed her back side and ass as lightly as she had done. She pushed my head down and pressed my face against her swelling breasts with my nose in her narrow cleavage. She pushed on my head and a nipple came between my lips. 

"If you want to freshen up it's just the right time for it," she whispered and nibbled on my ear. She withdrew and took my shirt off. Then she knelt before me. I thought that she was going to take my pants off and suck my cock but no. Instead she untied my shoelaces and caringly took my shoes off me. She rose and pecked my cheek before pushing me towards the cabin door.

She really know what she is doing I thought in her bathroom. I needed to relieve myself and she knew that a man cannot make himself justice in such a condition. It was a turn on to realize that she wanted my full ability and had planned to make sure nothing disturbed that.   

When I came back out on the balcony she was standing as I had left her leaning against the railing. But she had put a flimsy negligee on. When she took a step forward the negligee floated out. It was fastened with a knot only at the neck and opened up revealing that she had taken the green bra and panties off. I had time to see that her swaying breasts were firm and her black pussy bush was thick and fluffy before she embraced me and engaged us in a long lingering kiss. The kiss deepened and her tongue met mine playing games.

She broke the kiss and again knelt before me. Without haste she delicately took my pants and shorts off. Before rising up she kissed my cock. She didn't try to suck me or something it seemed only to be a kiss of affection. But it had the effect I think she wanted. The cock started to swell and hardened when she let it slide along her body on her way up. She smiled happily at me when she stood close to me with my cock pressed against her belly. She reached up and kissed me again. Her high heels made it easier for her to reach up.

She broke our kiss and leaned over the railing looking out over the sea. I embraced her from behind which made her to straighten up and turn her head. Smilingly she kissed me. She fiddled with the knot and pushed me backwards. The negligee slid down onto the deck and she pushed it to the side with her foot.

Brigitte leaned against the railing again pulling my arms around her and putting my hands on her breasts. My cock was pressed between us. She moved her feet and wriggled her ass pushing backwards and moaned of delight when my cock slid in between her thighs. She closed them and pushed back making the cock to slide along her slit. She moaned again when the cock head stroked over her clit. She held my cock in a pleasant grip pressed into her slit and started to flex and relax her thigh muscles and shifting her weight back and forth slightly. It gave a lovely massage all along my cock and the cock head in turn massaged her clit. Brigitte moaned of delight. Soon her clit got erect and protruded from its shelter pressing against the upper side of my cock head. Brigitte slowed her movements and her pleasured moans increased.




Carnal Cruise Ch. 02



It was very pleasant for me too. I caressed her breasts and belly holding her tight to me. Brigitte now panted hard in between her moans and suddenly a spasm shook her before her body started to shudder. She cried out when she reached orgasm and moaned softly while it slowly subsided. 

She turned in my arms and kissed me lightly.

"That was nice as a starter to warm up. Now I want to make it up to you for last night and do what I should have done then. Come," she whispered.

She held my cock and led the way into her cabin just like she had led me to the railing the night before. She stopped dead inside the door.

"Oh my goodness. Look," she exclaimed and pointed at the bed. The double bed was made up for the night and the duvet pulled down . . . on both sides I realized. Brigitte's sheer nightie was draped on the bed like an hour glass. 

"Dear me, the maid must have been here only minutes ago while we were out on the balcony." She giggled heavily. "Well, no harm done I guess. She certainly is no chicken and must have seen a lot. Look, she even made the bed ready for two. Well then, let's use it as she has intended. Lie down and just relax. Now I will show you what a French woman can do."

I did as she had told me and lay flat out on the big bed. She hadn't exaggerated but gave me a wonderful time without actually fucking my cock. I lost all sense of time, just enjoyed.

At first she walked around in the cabin seemingly tiding up hanging her negligee in the closet and putting the small lamps on and off to get the right soft light. I didn't understand why she didn't come to the bed. But she was very exiting to look at with her dark hair, soft skin that was well taken care of, ample heavy breasts that swung nicely when she moved, marked waist and broad hips and a round ass that rolled nicely when she walked. I again admired her exuberant pussy hair. It was a thick forest of pitch black, carefully trimmed long silky hair, combed and brushed to look neat and fluffy. Once she leaned forward showing the ripe peach between her buttocks with its vertical depression. In the middle was a slit thin as a hair. The slit deepened at first and then cracked open when she spread her thighs. Moments later she squatted down graciously giving a short glimpse of her womanhood. Suddenly I felt that I wanted her. I wanted to hold her close. I wanted to enter her, to push my cock deep into her lovely pussy again. 

She seemed to sense that I was ready to move on. She moved up on the bed kneeling at my side.  

She started with a long soft kiss on my lips. But when I tried to push my tongue into her mouth she closed the entrance. She broke the kiss and started to lick and kiss all over my body. She directly found some very sensitive spots that immediately made me aroused and hard and she kept me in that state of arousal and with a full erection all the time. When I tried to caress her she put my hands away and told me not to. She touched my cock only once when she kissed it and held it out of the way while her mouth played with my balls licking all around it. She gently eased both balls into her mouth giving them a light massage with her tongue and rolling them. 

She gave us a breather but not for long until she swiftly got me aroused again caressing a few new spots on my body.

Next she crouched down and started to caress me with her soft boobs. At first she let them just brush over me but gradually lowered herself to increase the pressure and letting me feel their lovely heaviness. Her boobs caressed and played with my cock and balls lengthily without the help of her hands. Later on her nipples got very erect and she rubbed the hard plugs over my body. She got an orgasm when her stiff nipples brushed back and forth over my hairy chest.

"I have heard that this is called Thai Massage. My ass. This has been in the repertoire of French women for centuries." Brigitte was rather agitated about it. She had given us a breather after her orgasm lying at my side. She allowed me to caress her though and it was nice to have my hand wander over her body from her nice breasts down over the round belly to sift through her exuberant bush that covered the well rounded mound. The valley was moist but the clit had withdrawn into its sheltering hood but a spasm went through Brigitte when I caressed it. That was also a signal for her to start again. As before she easily got me hard again this time using her breasts. 

She straddled me and started to kiss my body again. But this time she used her pussy to kiss with. Her lips had become puffy and moist and she planted soft wet kisses all over me. When she kissed my mouth I was allowed to use my tongue on her for a little while. She moaned softly but then moved upwards to kiss my nose engulfing it with her pussy lips. She went on to kiss my eyes and then all of my body.

After some time she changed behavior. She stopped planting the wet kisses and instead rubbed her pussy slit by moving back and forth on various part of my body. When I licked her when she pressed down hard over my mouth she moaned appraisingly. The moan went into a small scream and a shudder when she rubbed up and down my nose deep encompassed between her lips. 

Brigitte slowly rubbed her way down my body leaving a wet trail like a snail. I was amazed that she could be moist all the time. She spent good time rubbing my nipples which sent waves of pleasure through my body. She went down one leg and up on the other. She straddled me squatting just over my crotch and sat hovering just above me.

Suddenly I had her womanhood in full view just before me. It looked lovely with the soft, fully engorged outer lips in different shades of chocolate color. The wrinkled inner lips protruded in lovely pink that darkened towards her entrance which was slightly open. There were small drops of moisture glistening on the edges. I looked up and saw that she was watching me intently. When our eyes met a big smile spread over her face.

Brigitte spread her thighs even further. The cleft between her lips broadened and it felt like her lips were gripping all around my cock when she lowered herself over it where it stretched out up my belly. She laughed throatily when she started to move her cleft back and forth in a swinging motion along my cock. She did it with her hips only, tilting and rocking them keeping the rest of her body steady. I couldn't really understand how she managed that. I was very impressed of how lithe she was and what masterly control she had over her body. 

I soon forgot about such things. Her doings sent lovely arrows of pleasure through my body. She changed tempo and pressure but kept my cock in between her lips all the time. It felt lovely, nearly unbearable. It felt like she was driving me fast towards orgasm. I grunted and my cock stiffened. Brigitte laughed out happily.

"Don't worry. I won't let you come. There is much more up my sleeve. Just relax and enjoy."

She went on and started to moan. She tilted her hips forward and rocked more rapidly. The moans got higher until she started to scream. She never stopped her swinging movements back and forth but tilted the hips backwards concentration more on my cock head. I again felt my libido rise. Brigitte slowed down and suddenly pushed backwards. She left most of my cock and instead took my balls between her pussy lips giving them a massage. It was lovely too but a much different feeling. After a while she went back up placing my cock between her lips.

She kept on rocking on my cock head until I was near the point of no return then moved down doing something else for a while before coming back. She did that a couple of times coming herself once more before she decided it was time to move on. It was very pleasant all the time, for both of us I think.

She leaned down rubbing her breasts against my chest and lowered herself to kiss me. This time she engaged our tongues in a deep kiss. French of course. She left my body and reached out to the drawer in the bedside table. She immediately found the condom she wanted. She must have put it to be easy to find. She opened it and spun around facing my cock.

"Now look. I love to do this," she said and laughed throatily. She put the condom in her mouth and using only her lips she put it on me taking my cock into her mouth as she rolled it down my shaft. She then took my balls in her mouth and caressed them to get me rock hard again. She withdrew and crying of pleasure she straddled me and swiftly impaled herself on my cock.

I felt that the condom was different. It felt granular and a bit rough.

"Like it? Not the ship's standard issue but from my personal supply. I import them myself. It's mostly for my benefit though," Brigitte said, giggling heavily. 

Then I lost all sense of time again. She rode me lovely, changing behavior all the time. She drove me wild but stopped just before I was about to boil over several times just like she had done before. A couple of times she allowed herself to come but timing it so that it was time to calm me down just when her orgasm had subsided. She teased me immensely but it was lovely.

Suddenly she stopped and sat bolt upright on my cock. She started to move her pelvis in small circles using also her inner muscles to make her pussy change. She took me near boiling point and then kept me there with small movements of her hips and letting her pussy muscles to ripple along cock. She never rode up and down but kept my cock deep inside her all the time. Suddenly she moaned and looked down at me with a lustful grin. She grunted and she moved her hips more rapidly and her pussy rippled along my cock. She increased the speed gradually until she cried out. Suddenly her pussy got frantic and a high scream came from deep inside her. My loins clicked and my come welled forward in several gushes. Brigitte slowed down moaning of pleasure when her orgasm winded down and her pussy loosened. Then she fell forward resting on my chest. 

I held her tight for a long time until she had calmed down. Suddenly she rolled off me and lay at my side. She started to giggle and then laughed happily. She turned to me.

"What about that? Good, wasn't it? A French woman is something special, isn't she? We are even now, aren't we? Did I make up for my failing last night?"

"Oh, I don't know anything about French women in general but the one I know is great, absolutely fantastic, more than a man can wish for. But there was nothing you had to make it up for so now it's me who owe you one."

We hugged and kissed. Brigitte purred as a kitten.

After freshen up we emptied the bottle of champagne. "As I said, just as good after as before," Brigitte giggled.    

We moved out onto the balcony. Brigitte pulled the cushions from the sun chairs and made a bed on the deck. We lay there looking at the stars and talked, idly caressing each other. I played with her ample breasts and sifted through her silky pussy bush. Slowly our play got more serious and lust took over.

"Take me as you did last night," Brigitte whispered and jumped up leaning against the railing. I followed her and held her from behind. "Where is your supply," I whispered in her ear. That made her laugh and ran into the cabin getting a condom. She rolled it on me. It was the thinnest and smoothest condom I ever had had. I could barely feel it. 

She again took up her position against the railing. I entered her after having caressed her and we fucked slowly until she reached her climax. But that was only the beginning. After another orgasm we moved to the bed where I started to really fuck her. I had learnt a lot about her by now and with combined efforts we made her ride on the wave of orgasm for a long time. It ended with a great crescendo where Brigitte screamed on the top of her lungs when we came together in an earth quaking climax.  

When I woke up the next morning Brigitte was already awake and had had a shower. She looked lovely, fresh as a dog-rose flower.

After I had freshened up we lay on the bed still naked. Brigitte put her hand on my cock and began to idly caress it. After some time it responded to her nice treatment by swelling. Suddenly there was a short knock on the door and the maid entered without waiting for an answer. Brigitte quickly pulled the bed sheet over us but in the haste it hardly covered our bodies. Her breasts were in full view.

"Hi, me Manuela. Morning tea, madam. I take two cups," the maid said in halting English smiling broadly. She was Spanish-American I guessed but I wasn't sure. She went on saying something in Spanish and made an obscene gesture. Brigitte answered something which made both women to laugh. 

"What did she say? Do you speak Spanish?" I asked.

"Well yes, but only a little," Brigitte answered me giggling. "Well, she said that from what she saw last night she thought that I would have company this morning. And then she asked if I had had a nice time or something like that. Well, thinking about it I think that she phrased it more rudely, something like if I had got well shafted. And I said yes, adding that she should only know just how well. Oh my god, I think my wording could mean something else as well. Like that she should see for herself just how mighty your shaft is or something like that." Brigitte gave my cock an extra hug of affection. Her hand had never left it under the bed sheet. 

Meanwhile the maid had put a cup down on Brigitte's side and went round the bed with mine. She put the tray down and looked over at Brigitte and said something. It sounded like a question. It must have taken Brigitte with surprise. She had just taken a mouthful from her teacup that sprayed out when she snorted of laugher. 

The maid must have interpreted it as a yes. She yanked the bed sheet down. She looked straight at my cock and shook her head saying something. Brigitte snorted again. The maid again said something shaking her head which Brigitte answered by nodding and laughing heavily.

"Now what was that," I asked feeling left out.

"Oh my goodness, you will love this. She said something like that it wasn't much to be shafted with and then she said that she would help me to get a good morning fuck. At least I think it was what she said. Oh my goodness, look. She took me literally."

While we talked the maid had stepped back and had unbuttoned her maid's uniform. Now she let it drop to the floor. I startled when I saw that she was stark naked underneath and my cock twitched when the brain relayed the message. It twitched again when the brain relayed to the cock that it was a woman with a very sexy body. She was in her early thirties, short and very curvy with big boobs, narrow waist and very broad hips. On top of her swelling thighs was a vast, untidy forest of black hair that spread high up on her round belly and to the sides out over the loins and thighs. It looked like she was coming directly from the wild.

With a happy laugh the maid joined us on the bed leaning over me. She pushed Brigitte's hand away that had mechanically gone on stroking my cock and grabbed it herself. She started to jack me with great determination. After only a little while she moved to kneel between Brigitte and me. She lowered her face over my cock and started to caress it with her mouth. Her full ass was directed towards us and when she spread her knees to get in a better position her womanhood was on full display. Lots of curly hair surrounded it.

Brigitte looked at me and smiled broadly. "I told you that she is no chicken," she whispered but the maid heard her and turned her head and smiled at us. She also wriggled her ass. Brigitte looked at me and nodded in the direction of the ass. When I didn't understand what she meant to say she took my hand and placed it on the ass. Together we started to caress the two round globes in front of us. The maid stopped sucking and turned her head again grinning broadly but then went back to my cock.

Brigitte pushed my hand down the crack of the ass and down into the slit. I needed no further guidance now when I understood what the two women had agreed on my behalf. I stroked through her pussy slit and up over the mound to sift through her thick forest. I took a good grip and rocked the flesh of the mound. I felt in my cock that she liked it. I rocked some more and then drew back. Instead I pushed my thumb into her moist pussy and with the fingers in a steady grip over her clit and mound massaged her both on the inside and outside.

By now she had got my cock fully erect. Maybe she was no chicken but as good as Brigitte she was not. But she got the job done and was now enjoying my hard cock. It started to feel great. Meanwhile Brigitte had sat up and caressed the hooters that swung freely from Manuela's body. 



Then Brigitte really surprised me. She positioned herself at the maids behind and pushing my hand away she dug in kissing and licking all along the slit. The maid stopped slurping on my cock and cried out. The maid soon started to buck and pressed back against Brigitte. She cried out again and her body shuddered wildly. She had forgotten my cock completely and rested her head on my belly.

Brigitte sat up with a face shining of pussy juice. She laughed happily.

"Let's fuck Manuela's brains out," she blurted out excitedly.

"We?" I asked puzzled. "Yes, I am not going to miss this. I will help the two of you. I will enjoy it as well, be sure of that." Brigitte said giggling heavily.

Manuela sat up and turned to Brigitte with a big grin on her face. She fired off a stream of rapid Spanish grinning all the time. Brigitte hadn't a chance to answer. Suddenly Manuela got quiet but instead left the bed and went out on the balcony.

"What was that about? Why did she left? What did she say?" I asked Brigitte who sat bolt upright laughing.

"Well . . . oh my god, it was so funny . . . well, in short she said that she would be very happy to get her brains fucked out although she wasn't familiar with the expression. She also said that she very much would like to be shafted hard from behind and that she suggested that we did it outside. And then she just went there. Well, there were some more but that has no importance now. Let's go, shall we?"

She pulled me by my cock, which seemed to have become a habit of hers, out through the sliding door. Manuela was waiting standing at the parapet. When we came out she turned and leaned forward supporting herself against the railing wriggling her ass. Her backside was fabulous with the slim waist and broad hips and most of all the two full globes pushing out. The crack of her ass was slightly open and deepened quickly. Below her buttocks the big ripe peach looked marvelous, a light moistness made it look very fresh.  

Brigitte went past me and put her hand on the small of Manuela's ass. She let her hand trail down the crack and put a finger at the top of the thin crack in the peach. When she pushed the crack split up revealing the female wonderland glittering from moistness.

Brigitte pulled me forward. She started to caress Manuela using my cock. She caressed with rapid movements all along the slit making sure to carefully massage the clit. Manuela whined of pleasure.

Suddenly Brigitte let go of my cock and ran into the cabin. She was back in no time.

"The standard issue I am afraid but very reliable for heavy duty," she giggled and rolled a condom on me. "Now take her and remember that she wants it fast and hard."

Manuela moaned in anticipation. She spread her legs planting her feet firmly on the deck. I moved in behind her grabbing her hips. Brigitte suddenly was on my side holding my cock. She brushed the masses of hair away making a safe path to the pussy entrance and put my cock in position at the opening. It was only to push inside.

Which I did with gusto. Manuela met me and our combined forces took me all the way inside. When I bottomed out Manuela grunted and swayed forward but she swayed back as quickly. I started to fuck her with long determined thrusts. Her pussy was lovely, pleasantly narrow and gripping all along my cock. Wetness made it easy to slide in and out.




Carnal Cruise Ch. 02



Brigitte had busied herself fondling Manuela's boobs. Suddenly she knelt and started to caress Manuela's mound and clit which made her moan of delight. I fucked harder increasing the force by pulling her hips towards me. Manuela turned her head and grinned.

Suddenly she cried out once. Her body stiffened and her pussy closed hard around my cock. Spasms went through her body. 

After a short breather I resumed fucking her slowly and gently. I leaned over her ass and reached out to fondle Brigitte's breasts. She looked up smiling of delight. After a while Manuela said something. "She wants to get it harder. So give it to her," Brigitte said with a grim smile. 

I changed from a nice banging to a very forceful pace. Getting nearly out of her on the back stroke I lunged forward pulling her hips towards me bottoming out each time which made her to grunt. After a while I changed the banging slightly. When bottoming out I pushed her up with my cock and made a circular motion making my cock head to whip around deep into her. It drove her wild and she cried out once again before her body shuddered frantically and spasms went through her. Her pussy rippled along my cock and then closed so hard that it nearly hurt and I couldn't move. Brigitte stood up and caressed both of us. 

When her body calmed down I tried to go on fucking. But Manuela pushed me out of her pussy by a forceful backward push with her mighty ass that made me to stumble backwards. Manuela rose and looked inquiringly at Brigitte who smiled broadly, turned and went into the cabin without saying anything. Manuela followed her and so did I when I understood that they weren't coming back out.

When I came through the sliding door Brigitte was laying on her back on the big bed with her legs spread widely. Manuela was kneeling between her legs and lowered her head towards Brigitte's displayed pussy and started to kiss and lick her. I looked at the amazing sight until Manuela turned her head and smilingly patted her great ass. 

I got her meaning and moved up on the bed and grabbed her ass caressing it roughly. She patted it again when I moved my hands to her hips and swelling thighs and harder this time. I tried a light slap which she acknowledged with more wriggling. I slapped her ass again which made her moan and she put her face into Brigitte´s lap. She quickly closed her thighs keeping Manuela´s head in a firm grip. Brigitte motioned me to slap the upturned ass again. Manuela moaned highly for each slap and wriggled her ass heavily. Brigitte moaned too and I understood that Manuela sucked her clit.

The two women reached a mutual climax after a few more slaps. Brigitte let her thighs fell to the sides but Manuela stayed in position. 

She suddenly moved her knees wide apart opening her pussy slit. She cleared the way to her opening from pussy hair stroking with two fingers along the lips and waved for me to take her. 

I fucked Manuela also caressing her boobs and clit while she licked Brigitte. The two women took turns crying out when coming. Suddenly Brigitte said something in Spanish that Manuela acknowledged with a delighted laughter. She wriggled free from my cock and the two ladies pushed me down on my back. Manuela straddled me impaling herself on my cock.

She started to ride me. Above me her hooters swung wildly. I caught them and caressed them roughly. The nipples got pinched and tweaked hard when erect. She moaned when I did that and soon she was crying out again slamming down hard on me.

Brigitte had been watching for a while. Now she straddled my face and put her pussy over my mouth. There was noting else to do than start licking. 

I saw very little of what was going on above me but I was rather certain that the women were caressing each others boobs. They picked up a rhythm and cried out at the same time both calming down for a short while. Brigitte screamed while the orgasms ruled her body. Manuela was quieter only giving up a short cry when she started to come.

Eventually Brigitte moved away being satisfied for the moment. Manuela used the opportunity to ride towards a new nice orgasm. It became so intensive that Manuela collapsed over me.  

Suddenly Brigitte was back in action.

"Don´t you want to be on top of her. I am sure those broad hips will accommodate you very nicely. And the soft belly will be very comfortable. And think about those melons, so nice to bury your nose in," she whispered enticing in my ear. That she had something in mind was clear but I had no clue what it was. But what did it matter. Her description of the pleasantries of Manuela´s body sounded very tempting. 

"Yes, I am sure you are right. Let´s try it" I said. "Ask her to move her butt."

Manuela had listened to us and now put a question. 

Brigitte laughingly said something in Spanish. Manuela answered and joined the laughter. The two of them looked at me mockingly. But then Manuela flung herself on her back raising the knees and spreading her thighs. She pulled her pussy lips open with both hands. Brigitte pushed me forward directing my cock into Manuela.

I sank in to the hilt effortlessly. Manuela had opened her pussy completely. I lay on top of her and she wriggled under me to get us comfortable. Brigitte had been right. It was very pleasant to lie on top of her with plenty of room between her hips and her soft belly and big boobs to carry my weight. She tilted her pelvis to accommodate me deep into her and my balls got tickled by her thick growth. It all was just lovely.

"Are you going to sleep there all night," Brigitte growled at my side. "Fuck her, fuck her for heavens sake, we were going to fuck her brains out, remember. Get going, fuck her." Then she added something in Spanish. Manuela laughed out and started to move her ass under me. I responded and started to fuck. 

It became a very good fuck. I started to move, slowly at first savoring her soft body, the cushions of her breasts and well padded hips. But then I sped up. She grunted when I slammed hard and deep into her. Suddenly she cried out with stiffening body. I didn't give her a rest though but fucked on. After a while Manuela grinned and put her feet steady on the bed and arched her back lifting her ass off the bed. She grunted each time I crashed hard into her even if her well padded mound softened the impact. She arched her back even higher lifting also me up on her hips when she violently came. Her body got limp slumping down at the bed. She writhed under me trying to roll me off her. 

"Oh my goodness. Time for the final kill." Brigitte yelled excitedly at my side and wriggled to get Manuela´s head and neck to rest in her lap. She also spread her legs wide and put her thighs over Manuela´s shoulders. "Now, time for the final kill, let´s fuck her brains out once and for all," Brigitte yelled. "Fuck her, fuck her hard, give it to her." 

Which I did. Now I wanted to come myself. I fucked for my own pleasure and was happy when Manuela responded. She lifted her legs high up in the air spreading her thighs and tilting her pelvis to take me in deeply. Brigitte helped by grabbing her legs and pulling them further back. Manuela grunted when I bottomed out and touched her cervix. Her neck also pressed hard against Brigitte´s pussy mound and she responded with up and down motions helping herself to caresses. Now I understood what Brigittte had been aiming at. In practice I fucked them both simultaneously 

I carried on with a number of hard deep thrusts which pushed Manuela hard against Brigitte´s open pussy slit and hard clit. I went on until they both moaned in unison. I gave Brigitte a signal. She pulled Manuela´s legs further back lifting her ass up. I quickened my pace fucking her with shorter and harder thrusts followed by a crescendo of short rapid jabs knocking the air out of her. She cried out when she came to the top of the cliff and Brigitte followed her. For the first time Manuela screamed when she tumbled over the edge feeling Brigitte and me coming as well. Her scream stopped abruptly when Brigitte lost the grip on her legs and she fell back, her body totally limp and not responding at all. She was out of this world.

"Oh my god. We did it. Get out of her, your brute. Goodness gracious me, look at her. She is totally spent," Brigitte said breathlessly being very excited. Well, I felt tired myself and rolled onto my back. Brigitte knelt at my side and kissed me affectionately. Then she took the condom off me and took good care of my cock sucking it clean from come. "You didn't save anything for me, did you?" she said in a sultry voice but then smiled broadly.

Manuela wriggled on the bed. She looked up and a smile spread on her face. She said something in Spanish which made both women laugh happily. Brigitte leaned over and hugged Manuela. Both women lay down at each side of me and I lazily caressed their mounds and breasts. They purred and moaned softly.

Eventually Manuela rose and put her dress on. Brigitte walked her to the door. The two women talked briefly and then hugged before Manuela waved to me and left, wriggling her ass as goodbye.

Brigitte came back to the bed wanting to be hugged and held close.

"How come? How could this happen? A bit risky, wasn't it?"

"No, not at all. I chatted with Manuela yesterday while she made up my cabin and understood that she likes to play around. Besides, she took the initiative, didn't she?" Brigitte said giggling. "She said when she left that now she understood what fucking the brains out was all about and that she really liked it. Well, there was some more of course but you don't need more praise. But she said that she understood that I had had a pleasant night, which I have had." Brigitte kissed me. 

"I must say that Spanish women are good, real good," I said mockingly. . . . "But French women are much better," I added after a pause.

"You bastard," Brigitte said laughingly 

Brigitte wanted to have breakfast. She pushed me out of bed to dress and pushed me out but promised to meet me for breakfast out on the deck restaurant. When I walked to my cabin I met several other passengers who smiled when they noticed my dinner suit. A few elder women frowned though.  

To be continued

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Carnal Cruise Ch. 03



Brigitte hadn't exaggerated when claiming that French women are well taught the carnal joys. At least she was which she certainly proved to me in her bed that night. And in the morning she had spiced it up even more by bringing the Spanish cabin attendant Manuela into the scene. But not only for my enjoyment. Brigitte had reveled in Manuela's body and skill too which had been enticing to watch and take part in. At one time it had been a classic threesome set up. Brigitte being pleasured by Manuela's mouth and tongue while I delighted in her pussy pleasuring both Manuela and myself from behind until both women came together screaming of joy and pleasure in ecstasy.

I had had a late breakfast with Brigitte then we had split up feeling very content with each other. But we had made no promises to meet again. The ship was full of opportunities for both of us.

That evening I was a little early to dinner. I got my table number and stood there waiting for the rest of the guests to arrive. I watched as the restaurant slowly filled up and was amazed how beautiful most of the women looked. They really put a lot of effort into looking their best. It struck me that the more dressed up a woman was the more of her breasts she was supposed to show. There was a very nice array on display.

I was very delighted to find that Diane was sitting to my right. When she arrived she took my breath away. She looked stunning in a low cut evening dress that clung to her nice body. I thanked her for the wonderful party the other night making sure to do it quietly though. She looked very pleased. It became a very pleasant dinner. Diane hosted the table and engaged everyone in the conversation. To my left sat an ordinary looking woman, rather quiet to start with but loosening up. The excellent food and good wine helped. She told that she was English and on her first trip abroad.

After dessert big sliding doors were opened to a dancing floor under the stars. I took Diane to dance. She came willingly into my arms. She danced excellently having no problem following me. She felt great in my arms. But I also got a déjà vu feeling. It was like I knew her. She followed me easily and I knew how she would do it when I made some wider turns. Suddenly it dawned upon me. 

"It was you, wasn't it? At the party. My partner on stage. The mysterious woman with an unreadable name tag?" I asked. Diane stiffened and pulled back a little.

"What makes you think that?" She asked calmly. She hadn't denied it so I was probably right, I thought. 

"Oh, a lot of things. The way you feel in my arms, the way you move, your lovely fragrance, something in your voice, a strong feeling. It was lovely what you did. I hope you liked it as well?"

"Well, no chance to deny it then. And why should I? Yes, I liked it very much, oh my goodness I really did. For once it was something unplanned, an impulse which doesn't happen very often to me," she said and giggled. She was quiet for a little while then put her mouth close to my ear. "The evening had made me very horny you see. I discovered that standing on stage stark naked was a great turn on. And I hadn't had a man for quite some time. I can't fuck with anyone from the staff, company rules are very strict. So when Linda suggested the winding up show I saw my chance. April had spotted you already when you fucked the first two women and had told me for fun. She followed your scoring with all the women during the evening and kept me posted. The rest you know." 

Diane's body softened and she melted into my arms. We danced in silence for a while enjoying each other. Suddenly she broke into laughter.

"Oh goodness gracious me, what a lovely time I got on stage with you. I have never before come like that, only read about it. So utterly lovely." She clung to me even closer. 

When the tune ended a young woman stood beside us. She was dancing with her father. Diane turned to her.

"I haven't forgotten. I will come back to you tomorrow," she said but I felt that she wasn't really at ease.

"What was that?" I asked when the music came on.

"Oh, part of my job," Diane said. "There are a few young women who are disappointed with the activities. The basic problem is that there are no suitable young men on board. The girls are already bored. I have something in store but it will take a day or two more before it's ready. You don't happen to have any good ideas?"

"Well, I don't know really, but maybe. Last night I met Brigitte, perhaps you know her, and she claimed that French women are the best . . ."

"Oh yes, I know her. So it was the two of you who fucked Manuela's brains out, Manuela, the cabin maid. She came straight to me telling what you had done to her," Diane broke in, looking sternly at me.

"Did she? Well, she didn't seem to complain, she was very active taking initiatives," I said defensively.

"Oh, who said something about complaints? Manuela didn't complain, on the contrary, she was very content. She came to me to report just as all staff does when something out of the normal happens." Diane giggled.

"Oh well, I am very happy that she was pleased," I said relieved. "Well, if you are looking for recruits to your shows I think she is a good candidate. Have you noticed her body? Very sexy, and she seems to be totally uninhibited."

"Oh, that might be something to consider. We need new performers all the time. The audience likes change. And we also have the late night adult bar to staff," Diane said, again relaxed in my arms. "Well, what was it Brigitte said about French women being the best? By the way, how come that you were in her cabin in early morning, I just would like to know."

"Well, I can't tell, can I? But I am sure you know because April brought me the invitation. It must have passed your desk." I looked at her mocking face. "Brigitte said that French women are the best when it comes to the carnal pleasures. Perhaps not the plain sex but the more refined things like finesse and sophistication and how to treat a man. I know nothing about French women in general but that Brigitte is knowledgeable I can assure you. Well, I thought that maybe she could teach these young women a thing or two. Giving some lectures perhaps?"

"Oh my goodness. You are a Raviallac, aren't you?" Diane said laughing out and pushed my head down. My face landed against the soft pushed up slopes of her breasts and my nose in her deep cleavage. I tilted my head a little and my tongue reached her nipple. Diane laughed throatily and pulled away. "Yes, I have no doubt that you know all about her talents in that area. I don't think she invited you to her cabin just to sleep having ordered an expensive bottle of champagne as well. Well, that idea is worth working on. Thank you." 

We danced for a while more. When it was time to go back to the table she asked for another dance looking thoughtful.

"You know, there were reasons why I seated you beside me at dinner. Firstly I wanted to get to know you a little more. So far we only know each other intimately," she said giggling. "Well, the second reason is that I want to ask you a favor." She made a pause, collecting her thoughts. "What do you think about Shirley, the lady seated to your left?"

To be honest I hadn't thought much about that lady. Diane had got most of my attention except of course for the formal pleasantries and toasts.

I thought quickly. 

"Oh, I don't know her much but she seems to be pleasant enough. The cool English type though, somewhat naïve and rather shy I would say, not the partying type. Around thirty perhaps. Ordinary looks but there might be a nice body under that shapeless dress she is wearing. Why do you ask?"

"Well, you see, she came to me this morning and said that she had joined this cruise because she wanted to meet men for a bit of a fling as she put it. She said she wanted help because she didn't know how to make contact. Could I please give her some advice or maybe arrange a date for her? She sounded very innocent and inexperienced. Naïve too as you said. So that's why I seated her to your left. Would you be so kind and take care of her tonight? Dance with her, flirt with her, make her feel like a woman. Please. I will owe you one if you do it right."

"Well, how could I say no when you ask so kindly. I am looking forward to the reward," I said. Diane laughed throatily and again pulled my nose down into her cleavage. We were in a dark corner and I stayed with my face against her breasts nibbling on a nipple for quite some time.

"Settled then. Now let's go back to the table and I will leave you," she said and steered us back inside. "Oh by the way, she might be a virgin although she is in her early thirties so be careful," she whispered in my ear and kissed my cheek when we were close to the table. There was no time to ask what she meant by that. 

Shirley looked anxiously at us when we sat down at the table. Diane smiled reassuringly at her which made her tense and her cheeks to flush. I asked her to dance which she was very happy to accept.

She was too tense to be a good dancer, tried to anticipate my moves instead of trying to feel them. But it got better as she relaxed more and more. After the first round of dances I asked if we should stay on. She just nodded, looking happy.

Shirley relaxed even more and gradually allowed me to hold her closer. My hunch had been right. Under the dress was a nice body. Already in the first dance I had felt ample breasts against my chest. Now when I held her close I discovered a narrow waist and a nicely rounded belly. Deliberately I let my hand slide down and felt a round ass cheek. She laughed throatily in my ear when she took my hand and put it back at her waist. But she had let it rest on her ass for a short while. She came even closer in my arms after that. 

After the second round of dances I asked if she wanted to continue the evening in the upper deck bar. She looked bewildered at me.

"Is that necessary? Can't we go directly to my cabin? I have booze there if you need a drink. You are the date Diane promised me, aren't you?" She said, looking serious. Then her face lit up. "This is what I have been longing for. Come." She pulled my arm around her waist while we walked through the dining room to the stairs. She looked proud. 

Shirley let me into her cabin. She looked a bit surprised that the room was dimly lit by a few small lamps and blushed when she saw that the bed was made up for the night -- on both sides. She discovered a bucket with fresh ice and a bottle of champagne, not the most expensive but a good one I noticed. 

"How nice of her," she said blushing even more and showed me a card. 'With compliments from Diane. Have a nice evening' it read. There were two glasses on the tray.

I opened the bottle and took the filled glasses out on the balcony. 

"Cheers," I said saluting her and took a sip. Shirley took a deep swig and put her glass away. She came close to me and turned her face upwards invitingly. I kissed her lips lightly which made her moan and cling to me. She put her arms around my neck and deepened our kiss. Her tongue found its way into my mouth and entwined with mine. Then she became unsure what to do and I took over. We French kissed deeply for quite some time until she breathlessly broke it. She pulled back a little looking at me smiling happily.

"Is it now that I should excuse myself to go and slip into something more comfortable?" She asked innocently.

"Oh, there's no hurry. We have plenty of time," I said trying not to rush things.

"But I want to, I will be right back," she said and went inside. I took my jacket and tie off and leaned over the railing.

"I am back now," Shirley said behind me in a weak voice. I turned and saw her standing in the door lit up from behind. She was seductively dressed in a short, very sheer nightie with a small bra and frilly panties in black underneath. But the sexy effect she had aimed at wasn't there. She just stood in the door with drooping shoulders and arms at her sides looking embarrassed. She tried to smile but it didn't make it any better. I had to do something. I remembered Diane's pleading.

"Oh, look at that. How lovely you look and so sexy," I exclaimed and closed the gap between us with outstretched arms. She rushed forward and flung into my arms looking relieved. 

"Do you really mean it? That I look sexy? You will make love to me then?" She whispered breathlessly.

"Yes of course, if that's what you want. You look very sexy and adorable. Yes, I want to make love to you," I said and held her tight. It wasn't a lie. From the short glimpse I had got so far she seemed to have a great body and would be a knock out if she learned how to dress and show off.

"Thank you," she said meekly. "Can we do it right now? Or do you want a drink first? In the movies men always have a drink. I have whisky. Scotch, single malt, that's good isn't it?" she asked, very uncertain. 

"Oh no, I don't need a drink, especially not to make love to you," I said and kissed her. "If you really want it, let's move inside."

"Shouldn't I take your clothes off now," she asked standing at the bed. "I have seen it so many times in the movies so I know just how it should be done. Then you rip my nightie off and push me down on the bed and lay on top of me."

"Don't worry, let's things just happen. But it would be nice if you undress me," I said.

Shirley smiled uncertain but then came close and unbuttoned my shirt. She soon had it off me and started to caress my chest. But then she got impatient and went for my pants that soon were around my ankles. She knelt and took my shoes off and made me step out of my pants. She rose and stood close to me.

"Your turn, isn't it?" She asked. "You should rip it off me now."

I pulled her close and caressed her back. My hands soon found its way down her thighs and back up again over her ass but under the nightie. I lifted it up and whisked it off, throwing it away for the effect. She laughed throatily before she realized that she was nearly naked in front of me.

I lifted her up and put her down on the bed and lay down at her side. She trembled when I put my hand on her belly.

"Let's talk a little," I said and gently caressed her midriff.

"Why? What is there to talk about? We are going to make love, aren't we?" she said anxiously.

"Yes of course, don't worry. But you haven't been with a man before, have you? Intimately I mean," I asked matter-of-factly.

"Oh, well . . . no, I haven't. But I know everything about it. I have watched movies . . . and I have studied . . . well, read books about it. And I have even rented videos, you know, porn videos. So I am well prepared," she said trying to sound confident.

"How come that you haven't done it? You are such a good looking woman with a great body. There must have been many men around eager to make your acquaintance," I asked.

"Yes, well, maybe there have been a few. But I have lived with my old parents taking care of them. There has been no time for anything else. But now when they are dead . . . well, I thought I must find out what the real thing is all about. That's why I am on this cruise. Will you make love to me, please?"

"Of course I want to if that is what you really want. But there is still time to back off. I won't be offended if you do. Why don't you consider it once more while I go to the bathroom?" I said wanting to give her every opportunity to make up her mind.

I took my time in the bathroom. When I came back into the cabin there was no doubt that she had considered it carefully and had made up her mind. She lay on the bed stark naked still shy but with a much more confident look than before. She nearly looked sexy.

"Will you come and take me now? . . . that's the right term isn't, 'take me'?"

"Well, there are many ways to express it. Of course I want to take you. I hope that you will like it. I will do my very best," I said and was about to climb the bed when she put out a hand and stopped me.

"But shouldn't you take those off," she said giggling and pointed at my shorts. "May I do it?"

She leaned forward and pulled my boxers down. When she looked up her face was only inches from my cock. She watched it fascinated.

"Oh, oh my god . . . but shouldn't the . . . that thing be hard and stand up? Should I suck it or something?" She exclaimed.

"Don't worry, it will get hard when needed. You can suck it but only if you want to. Some women do, others don't. Let's save that until later. Shall we get going then? But if at any point you don't want to go on just say so and I will stop immediately. Agreed?"

She nodded and I lay down at her side. She shivered when I touched her body. I wanted to do this very slow and carefully. I started to kiss and caress her head and shoulders. She lay motionless but when I touched her breasts for the first time she shuddered and squirmed on the bed. She moaned several times when I kissed her breasts and tweaked her nipples between my lips. They grew and got hard standing out. I spent a long time on them before going further down to her belly. There was a good thatch of golden silky hair which I sifted through massaging the mound but avoiding going down into her slit. That would come later.

I moved on kissing and caressing my way over her hips to the thighs. She moaned and squirmed again spreading her legs. I kissed upwards on her very soft inner thighs that started to tremble when I was near the top. I withdrew and rolled her over to lie on her stomach.

I started it over again caressing her neck and slowly moving down her back. I made a short pause when I came to her buttocks that rose from the small of her back like hillocks. They shivered and the crack closed nervously when I kissed the cheeks but when I kissed my way down her thighs she spread her legs and moaned. I kissed back up the inner thighs and again got the nervous reaction when I reached the top. She had a nice body to caress.

Shirley rolled over. Her eyes beamed and she smiled lustfully.

"I want to touch you," she said. "May I?" She reached out and touched my cock that had swelled substantially since she last inspected it. I moved to kneel at her side to give her a good look. She let her finger trail along it and panted when the cock reacted to her touch. She grabbed it and panted some more when it grew in her hand. She tested to jack it while her other hand explored my balls. The cock grew to full size which made her to cry out.

"Oh my goodness. It's so hard and still so soft to the touch. And so big. But it's too big. It can never fit into my tiny hole. My god, I never expected that. What shall we do?"

"Don't worry. You are made to accommodate that and even bigger things. Your love hole will expand. But being the first time it might hurt a little," I said reassuringly.

"Yes, I have read about it. It's called deflowering, isn't it? Or popping the cherry, when a woman is taken for the first time? Well, I don't think there will be much of a problem for me. I have . . . well . . . I have put a finger in there. But . . . you are much thicker than my finger. Let's find out. Please take me now. Will this do?"

She lay down on her back with her legs slightly spread. She tried to smile but there was much uncertainty on her face, fear even. 

I started to caress her again wanting to make her very hot. This time I didn't stop at her mound but licked my way down her slit. Her instinctive reaction was to close her legs but by cheer will she prevented that. Instead she spread her thighs further giving me full access. Her pink pussy was moist and looked delicious. I licked all over it and she squirmed when I pushed into the hole. I licked through the slit up and down several times and sucked on the clit. Shirley moaned all the time and finally the clit came out from its hood and became a hard knob. She grunted when my tongue flicked over it. She was ready.




Carnal Cruise Ch. 03



I moved in between her legs. She moaned loudly when our lover bodies met. I raised my upper body to look at her face. There was a mixed expression of determination, fear and lust.

"Ready?" I whispered. "Want to go through with it?"

"Yes, yes, go on, take me, make me a real woman," she cried out. She wriggled under me spreading her thighs even more. Her natural instincts had set in.

I suddenly remembered and cursed under my breath. I was about to leave the bed when I saw a package on the bedside table. It was not the ship's standard issue that had been on the champagne tray discreetly wrapped in a napkin but an English brand. I smiled inwardly. Shirley might be a virgin physically but not in her mind. She had joined the cruise prepared. I quickly got a condom and put it on while Shirley squirmed under me.

I got back in position and poked around with my cock to find the entrance. Shirley laughed throatily and a hand put me right. I pushed the head between the lips into the entrance but then something was in the way. She was wet so that wasn't the problem. I pushed harder and came maybe half an inch deeper into her. When I jabbed slightly she grunted and moved her pelvis to better accommodate me but it didn't take me further inside. When I pushed harder Shirley cried out in pain. I withdrew, anxious not to hurt her.

"No, no don't go away. It must go. I want it done whatever the pain. Push into me, push hard," Shirley yelled.

I got back between her thighs and Shirley grabbed my cock and used it to caress her slit. She was still wet and the clit grew when she rubbed the tip of my cock over it. Then she put the cock at her entrance again.

"Push, push into me, push hard," she cried out. I moved forward but as before I could get only the cock head inside. Then it felt like pushing against a rubber membrane. I could press into it but only a fraction before it got too strong holding me back. I tried with a few pushes which made Shirley to grunt and cry out when I pushed harder. I eased the pressure not knowing what to do.

"Press on, push hard and steady, I am sure it will break through," Shirley panted and wriggled her ass under me.

I did as she wanted. I pushed hard against her inner folds keeping the pressure steady for some time. I thought I felt an opening, it felt like the membrane pressed harder against the sides of my cock head and not so much at the tip. I jabbed slightly to try to ease open the tiny hole that must be there.

"Yes, yes keep on pushing," Shirley panted. "It hurts but keep on, I am sure you will break through. . . . Oh my god." She cried out when I jabbed a little stronger.

I kept the pressure up and continued with the short jabs. Shirley panted hard and grunted when my jabs stretched her tissue. She wriggled her ass to ease the pain. I thought that my cock sank a little deeper inside and that the membrane pressed further up on my cock head and took it as a good sign. I pressed on and much harder when she didn't complain. Suddenly Shirley heaved her pelvis forcefully upwards at the same time as I jabbed her. She cried out when the combined forces finally ripped her open and my cock sank deep into her.

She fell back on the bed still panting hard but a contented smile spread on her face. 

"Oh my god, that hurt. But I am so happy that it's done. I wanted it so much. Wow, I am a real woman now." She laughed happily. "What happens now?"

"Well, it depends on how you feel. If it doesn't hurt too much you might like some fucking. Tell me if you want me to stop."

I started to fuck her with long slow strokes watching her carefully. There were pain on her face but she clenched her teeth and held back. Gradually the pain was mixed with pleasure and after a while she let out moans of pleasure. She smiled lustfully when our eyes met.

I went on fucking her doing my best. Her moans increased and I felt that she was going over the top if I handled her right. And she did soon after giving up a cry of ecstasy.

I stopped letting her recover. After a while she looked up with a happy smile on her face.

"That was lovely. Just as I have read about. I really would like to feel like that again," she said not at all shy any longer.

"Yes, you will. We are not finished yet. Not if you don't want to stop of course."

"Oh, but . . . well, can you really do it again? I mean I have read that a man must have time to rest in between . . ."

"Yes, we must but only after we have come. But I haven't as you might feel," I said and moved inside her pussy. 

"You haven't come. But I thought . . . well, I don't know what I thought. You mean you can make me feel so lovely again right now? I will love that if you will be so kind," she said and a broad smile spread over her face. Her shyness totally gone.

I started to move in her and soon she responded. She moved her body and limbs trying to find out how it affected her pleasure. Heaving her pelvis upwards meeting my thrusts seemed to be to her liking. She experimented until she got the hang of it and then eagerly met my thrusts. She started to moan and suddenly there was a single cry when an orgasm shook her body.

I held her close but never stopped moving in and out completely but I slowed down and used short soft jabs to let her recover. She had stamina and recovered very quickly. She suddenly was back meeting me firmly and I increased my tempo. She again started to experiment and put her legs around me, first my thighs and then my back. I fucked her like that for some time but then took her legs and put them on my shoulders tilting her pelvis upwards.

I looked in her eyes when I fucked her in that new position and saw how her expression changed from surprise to delight and pleasure. I decided that it was enough for her first time and slowly brought us towards a mutual ending. I nearly missed when her moans gave way for her single cry but was able to come moments later. It became very pleasurable for both of us.

I rested on top of her for some time. She embraced me caressing my back and there were small sounds of pleasure. Eventually I raised my upper body to look at her.

She smiled looking utterly happy and pulled my head down for a kiss and then a hug. I rolled off her and she immediately cuddled in my arms.

"That was incredible. Much stronger and better than I could imagine when reading about it," she whispered lying close to me. "It was so lovely when you so tenderly fucked me during my orgasm. And of course when we came together. That, I have read, is what all couples should strive after. I now understand why. It was just lovely." She chatted on seemingly completely at ease.

"How long does it take until a man can do it again," she asked after we had freshened up and was back in her bed.

"Well, it depends on the man of course but also on many other circumstances, for instance experience, age, if he is tired already from the beginning and so on. But the woman is perhaps the most important factor and the help she can give to get him back in full vigor."

She was quiet for some time considering what I had said.

"Oh, well . . . do you think . . . well, do you think that I can give that sort of help?" she asked hesitantly. 

"But yes of course. Every woman can do it, it's very much a matter of will" I said.

"Well . . . that . . . that I want to do. I very much want . . . want to be taken again. Tell me what I should do, please," she whispered shyly. "I want to learn . . . is it now that I should take your cock in my mouth? Giving head, it's called, isn't it?"

"Oh yes, that's a very good way. There are many names, suck cock for instance. But many women don't like to do that. They find it disgusting. But there are many other ways. Using the breasts for instance."

"Why don't they like that when it leads to something lovely," she asked surprised and moved away from me to be able to fondle my cock. She fondled me for a little while then pushed me to lie on my back. She knelt at my side and took a good look at my private parts.

"It looks nice to me," she said after a thorough study. "It's rather cute I think being so small and soft. It's hard to believe that it can become so big and hard and do such lovely things in me. I want to try to . . . to suck cock, I want it to get big and hard again," she said. She slowly moved her head down holding my limp cock in a soft grip. She put her lips on the shaft and let them rest there for a little while. Then suddenly she took my entire cock into her mouth.

She gauged slightly when her mouth suddenly got filled but she soon got the hang of it. She started to play with my cock using her tongue and chewed on it. Her instincts made her grab my balls and caress them too. There was little finesse to begin with but she experimented eagerly. And she got the hang of it. It became pleasant for my cock in her mouth and my balls got caressed very nicely. She would become good at sucking cock I thought, given more practice.

In fact she treated me so nicely that it gave the desired effect. I started to grow in her mouth and she had to ease part of my swelling cock out of it. Suddenly she pulled her mouth away and looked at me with beaming eyes.

"I could do it, couldn't I? I mean helping you to get hard again. I can't understand that some women find it disgusting. Giving head is just lovely. To make the cock grew in the mouth feels so nice and so rewarding."

She lowered her head towards my cock again. I grabbed her thigh and made her straddle me with her ass above my head. She looked a bit confused but when I started to caress her she understood.

"Oh my god. This is called sixty-nine, isn't it? I have read about that too," she exclaimed. She spread her knees to lower her ass and I pulled a cushion under my head. I was very comfortable when we started to caress each other. She treated my cock and balls very nicely now kissing, licking and biting. On her own she understood how to suck on my balls too taking them in one by one and suck gently. I got fully erect and hard.

Meanwhile I licked her pussy slit from the clit to the puckered hole that reacted nervously each time I touched it with my tongue. The clit started to grow and was soon protruding from its sheltering hood. It was big and became hard, easy to caress. That she liked it was obvious. She moaned and her body writhed. Suddenly she stopped sucking and arched her back. She lowered her ass pressing against my mouth. I licked her clit and pussy. She started to shudder and then came the single cry but her body kept shuddering for quite some time before she slumped down over me.

She rested for a little while but was soon back in full vigor. She looked around and smiled at me.

"How lovely. I got an orgasm, didn't I. Just from your licking. It's the clit thing isn't it. A woman's most sensitive spot I have read. It's really true, oh my goodness how lovely that felt. Will you do that again, please?"

She lay down on top of my chest spreading her thighs wide when she pushed back to come into the reach of my tongue. I licked her but she didn't suck my cock. I got the feeling that her entire mind was concentrated on what happened with her pussy and clit. I played with her for a long time before I made her come with a series of laps on her very hard clit. This time her orgasm built up more slowly making her single cry last longer.

Shirley took her time recovering but then sat up and spun around. She beamed of happiness and joy.

"Lovely, just lovely, just as I have read but much stronger. Oh my goodness, I have never felt anything like it," she blurted out looking down at me. Then she leaned down to kiss. It became a long deep French kiss. She sat on top of me with her boobs pressed against my chest. She moved a little and then more and more caressing my chest with her boobs and nipples. She got worked up from rubbing her nipples against my hairy chest and started to moan.

"Can we make it again? Fuck I think it's called, isn't it?" She looked at me for assurance. I nodded. "And can I be on top? Riding the cock, is that it? Like a cowgirl, oh my goodness I have read about that too."

She didn't wait for an answer but pushed herself down my body. With her pussy she sought for my cock thinking it should yet be hard. There was a disappointed look on her face when she found out that it wasn't. She looked at me for advice.

"It's not hard anymore. What did I do wrong? It was hard before. Don't you want to fuck me again? You said you could as soon as you got hard. Please?"

There was concern on her face but also much disappointment. She had expected another fuck.

"Don't worry. With a little help it will get as hard as you want it," I said reassuringly.

"Oh, you mean I have to give head again?" She asked. "Luck that I like it then." She started to giggle while pushing further down my legs to get into position. She got quiet when starting to kiss the shaft. Suddenly she looked up.

"You said before that I also could use the boobs. How should I do that?" She asked curiously.

"Just caress me with them like you did before. Let them slide back and forth, engulf my cock in between them, that sort of things. Just do what feels good," I said and relaxed waiting for what she would do.

She thought for a brief second then moved up placing her boobs on my cock. She moved slowly back and forth a few times then started experimenting moving up and down and in circles. She pressed down hard rubbing my cock with her boobs and she raised her upper body to let the boobs just brush over my cock. Suddenly she had my cock engulfed in between them moving back and forth. She worked like that for some time enjoying herself experimenting. She wanted to learn that was for sure. 

Nor only her boobs slid back and forth but also her pussy along my legs. Suddenly she moved to straddle only one of my legs. When she moved back and forth her pussy got a good rubbing as well and she pressed down hard on the leg. The pussy was wet and slid easily along. I felt her knob harden and soon she moaned for each slide. She got frantic rubbing hard and then the single cry came and her body shuddered.

She stopped her doings for a little while. Then she looked up with a big grin. She took my cock in her hand testing it's hardness.

"Oh goodness gracious me, I think it's hard again. Can I mount now, that's the right word isn't it? Oh my god, I want to feel this lovely thing in me again. The . . . the cock I mean." She looked at me and moved quickly upwards straddling me.

Her pussy hovered over me when she grabbed my cock and directed it towards her pussy entrance. She sank down and cried of joy when the head got in place in her opening. She lowered herself even more and with small movements impaled herself on my rigid tool.

There was another happy cry when she had taken me fully inside her love canal. She sat down wriggling her ass a little. 

"Oh my god, I feel so good having your cock in there. It fills me up so utterly nicely," she blurted out. She moved her ass in circles. "Oh, oh, it touches me everywhere when I move. Oh my goodness how lovely this is."

She started to move, up and down and rotating her hips and ass. She tried a lot of things wanting to explore the possibilities and moaned highly now and then when she found pleasurable movements. Now and then she sat down smiling broadly when thinking about what to try next. 

It was great fun watching her. She was now totally unaware of me looking at her. Her senses were completely absorbed with taking the new sensations in her pussy and the pleasures she was discovering. A series of different emotions came and went on her face like clouds on the sky. Joy, concern, excitement and happiness showed on her face.

I was in no hurry knowing that I would get my pleasure in the end. I thought fleetingly about Diane and her promise that she owed me one. Shirley was lovely but compared with Diane she came second. 

"Oh ,oh, oh my god that felt good. Must try it again," she suddenly blurted out. But not to me, she was talking for herself. "Wait a second, how did I do that? Yes, I'll try it this way . . ."

She rambled on thinking loud. I know what had caused the sudden pleasure. For some time she had tried out the different muscles in her pussy and at this time had flexed a few around the base of my cock. She blurted out when she moved her hips in small circles causing my cock head to whisk around in her pussy and touching her inner soft spot. She tried again and suddenly she cried out having found out how to do it. She kept on for a while moaning and crying until she moved on to other pleasantries.

"Shouldn't you caress me in this position?" She suddenly asked sitting down for a second. "I have . . . I have read that the man should caress the woman's body. That he should squeeze her breasts and maul them and pinch the nipples real hard." She looked down at me with a curious face.

"But yes of course if you want to I will do that," I said and put my hands on her nice pair.

"Yes, of course, I want it all done just right and I want to try everything," she said seriously and went back experimenting with her inner muscles. So I started to caress her body and not only her ample swinging boobs. But they got a good treatment and gradually I got rougher on them. She didn't even flinch when I pinched her nipples real hard after they had stiffened but smiled broadly moaning loudly.

I thought she needed to take a step further and moved down to her pussy area. She cried out when I put my thumb on her clit. 

"Yes, yes that should be caressed too, I have read," she exclaimed. "The clit, isn't it? The woman's most sensitive spot. Oh, it feels lovely."

I started some serious caressing of her body not being very gentle and all the time played with her rather big knob that now was hard and fully protruding out of its covering hood.

She soon moaned and panted hard and then came that single cry together with shudders through her body. She tensed sitting straight up and then her body softened and her shoulders sagged. 

But not for long. She started to laugh, a relieved laugh and then she was back moving on my cock now riding more determined.

"Lovely . . . lovely . . . Oh my goodness . . . how lovely that felt. . . . An orgasm wasn't it?" She panted in staccato while moving up and down my shaft. "I . . . want . . . I want . . . more . . . more of that."

So I did it again. Caressing her and bringing her over the top with my thumb. She helped by using my cock to pleasure herself inside her pussy. She had learnt how to do it very quickly.

And then another round in the same way. But this time she collapsed forward on top of me and rested for a while before she was back again in full vigor with a big grin on her face.

It had been very pleasant to play with her in this way and quite arousing too. I thought that she had got enough for the time being so the next round was going to be the last. I whispered in her ear.

"Oh my goodness yes of course. Can I put it on?" Show me." She reached over and got a package from the bedside table and quickly pealed the condom. She fumbled a little before she got it in place and then straddled me again with a big expectant grin on her face. She impaled herself on my erect cock with a new found expertise. 

I took the time to build a mighty climax for both of us. When it came she cried out not only once but several times in rhythm with me shooting my load in several spurts.

Then she was spent slumped down on me. I held her in a tight hug for a long time. Suddenly there was a relived laugh and she looked up with a very happy smile on her face. It was as rewarding as the great orgasm we just had shared.

She rolled off me still laughing very contented.

"Look, look at it, it's so small again. Tired? It should be having been so lovely long and hard inside me for such a long time hasn't it?" She touched my limp cock caringly. "Should I take care of that," She asked concerned. "Yes, it's the woman's task I have read and she should check it too." She eased the condom off me and carefully inspected it."Yes, it's all there I guess. No leaks. It's rather much isn't it. Looks like it anyhow." She chatted on being much relived and at ease.




Carnal Cruise Ch. 03



Eventually we freshened up and I brought the ice bucket out on the balcony. I was amazed that the evening was still young. We had gone to her cabin directly after dinner I recalled. 

She followed and was now much more self-assured coming out stark naked and carrying herself with pride. Her back was straight and her shoulders held back pushing her really nice pair of breasts forward. Her hips moved and her pelvis was pushed forward when she took the few steps towards me. It was not an act of will, it came naturally now when she wasn't shy anymore.

I wanted to see her move around because it was so nice watch her.

"I wouldn't mind that glass of fine scotch you promised me," I therefore said.

She was happy to get it for me she said and went back inside. The light was on and I could follow her. Her mind was absorbed by the task to find the bottle and fix the drink and she moved around totally uninhibited in her nudeness. She was suddenly sexy. What a transformation I thought.

We had a good time on the balcony in the warm dark night. The whisky was excellent and she got proud when I complimented her for the choice. "My father always wanted it for his birthday," she explained her knowledge. She sipped the champagne.

We had a good time outside in the marvelous night. She crept close to me wanting to be held and cuddled. I caressed her body slowly not wanting to rush things. She purred when I cupped her breasts and when I gently squeezed her round ass cheeks. She moaned when my hand went up her soft inner thighs to bump into her womanhood. I held her face between my hands and just looked at her happy face before kissing her lightly on the lips. My hands wandered all over her body again pinching the nipples while cupping her boobs again. She purred of delight and again moaned highly when my hands went up her thighs and rested on her womanhood pressing, squeezing and probing. We cuddled for long having a good time.

Eventually she rose and asked if I wanted another drink. I declined which made her look happy. After a detour into her cabin taking the empty glasses with her she came back out and came close to me where I stood at the railing. She suddenly was shy again. 

"I want to ask . . . am I . . . I mean . . . Can I be of help . . . I mean you said that . . . that the woman is the most important factor for . . . to make you able to do it again . . . am I womanly enough for that?" She stuttered. She stood close to me with her head down not wanting me to see her face.

"Oh yes, my darling you are. You are very much of a woman, very desirable woman capable of everything," I said and lifted her head towards me. Her eyes beamed when I kissed her.

"Oh, oh thank you. Oh my goodness, may I give it a try then," she blurted out. "I really want that cock to get hard and do all these lovely things in me again. It was so utterly lovely." 

Without hesitation she knelt before me and took my cock in her mouth. Her eagerness made up for her lack of experience and I was mentally prepared. She kissed, licked and sucked me and my cock soon started to swell. There were some guttural moans, the best she could do with her mouth full. But then she amazed me. I had expected that she would ease the cock out when it got longer but no, she held on to it and it expanded fully engulfed in mouth. She gagged a few times when the head poked her throat but then handled it marvelously. I felt how the head entered her throat and was pushed down into it. She held it there for some time sucking before she eased it out. She looked up at me beaming of pride.

"I have read about how to do that," she said proudly. "It's called deep throating, isn't it? Not every woman can do it I have read. But I could, couldn't I?" She was very happy but also longed to get assured that she did it right.

"Oh yes, indeed. You did just right. It felt marvelous," I said and was rewarded by a very big happy smile. And then she did it again. She put her mouth around my erect cock and slowly eased it in. She stopped for a brief moment when the head touched the back but then moved on pushing it down her throat. She kept it there licking and sucking for a while before letting it out again. 

She rose and came close.

"Please will you take me now," she whispered, not shyly, but only in a hushed voice.

"Yes my love, of course I will," I said. "But wait a second I need to get something."

"Oh, but I think I have what you need," she said laughing throatily. From nowhere she produced a condom. She really planned in advance I thought. "Let me do it," She said and knelt to put a condom on me. This time she didn't fumble but rolled it on swiftly.

"Please take me now. I want to lean against this railing and spread my legs and then you will move in from behind. Right? Oh, it's so exciting. I have been thinking about this for a long time. Being taken like a filly, her first time turning her into a mare. Come on, please take me, mount me I mean." She rambled on, again totally uninhibited and at the same time taking position leaning against the railing. She spread her feet wide and wriggled her ass invitingly. Well, I had no inhibitions either. I moved in and grabbed her round hips. 

She was waiting eagerly and her pussy was moist to say the least. I put my cock at her entrance and she pushed back when I pushed forward. She took me in to the hilt in one combined movement which made her grunt of pleasure. I started to bang her, gentle at first but doing it stronger when I understood that she not only could stand it but liked it. She soon moaned loudly and suddenly her pussy narrowed and she cried out the single cry that I now knew what it meant. She shuddered but didn't want to stop. When I held back she pushed her ass backwards against me urging me to go on. Which I was happy to do. 

She had a number of orgasms with short intervals. She laughed delighted after each one and even more when I grabbed her swinging boobs squeezing and tweaking the hard nipples. She really enjoyed herself. 

Eventually she straightened up a little and met me more deliberate. It was time I thought before she got too tired. Together we worked against the big finale which became really great when it hit us. Her cry lasted for long before she started to shudder and then came back when she felt my cock spurt deeply engulfed in her rippling pussy. She slumped over the railing and I had to hold her being afraid that she might topple over.

After that she was completely drained. I helped her into the bed but when I tried to leave she begged me to stay the night. She cuddled up to me wanting to be hugged and we slept in the spoon fashion. I was rather tired too and slept fitfully holding her close to me.

I woke up being alone in the big bed but I heard Shirley taking a shower. Soon she came into the cabin in the raw looking fresh as the youth she was. When she saw me watching her she got shy and tried to shield her charms with her arms giggling nervously. But then the oddness of the situation dawned on her and she laughed out and stopped trying to hide her body. Instead she exaggerated her movements trying to look seductive. I joined her laughter and went to freshen up to.

When I came back she was lying in the bed with the duvet up to her chin. But when I was close she threw the duvet away. She lay in the bed stark naked grinning broadly and her body language strongly invited me to join her. 

She met me with open arms wanting to be hugged and kissed. After a while she pushed me on my back and started to kiss her way down my body and didn't stop until she had kissed my cock thoroughly. She sat up and straddled me. She used her boobs to caress my entire body sometimes pushing down hard, sometimes letting only the nipples tickle me. It felt very nice. She seemed to know what effect it had on me and kept track of it. When my cock swelled she engulfed it between her big boobs rocking back and forth. 

Suddenly she moved down and kissed my cock, starting with the shaft. But soon she had it all in her mouth sucking to make it hard. She cried out of joy when it hardened in her mouth. As the night before she didn't withdraw but let it expand down her throat until it was fully erect. Then she withdrew and laughed throatily only to push her mouth down the shaft again taking the head deep into her throat.

Just then there was a soft knock on the door. Shirley didn't notice and before I had a chance to tell her the door opened and a maid came into the cabin with a tray.

"Good morning, Ms Shirley. Morning tea. I take two cups," the maid said smiling broadly.

I got a chock when I realized that it was Manuela, the Spanish cabin maid. I thought quickly and realized that Shirley`s cabin must be close to Brigitte`s, the lovely French woman I had spent the previous night with. Manuela had come into that cabin as boldly as she had now. I remembered with pleasure how Brigitte had suggested that we fucked Manuela's brains out and how eagerly Manuela had taken part to get it done.

"Oh good morning Mr. Tom. Good woman, eh . . . sucking very good," she said with a broad smile. Shirley had by now noticed Manuela's presence and withdrew from my cock with a plop. She looked bewildered and was totally paralyzed.

Manuela put the tray down and then leaned over the bed close to Shirley's face.

"Mr. Tom, good fucking, eh. Very strong cock, fuck hard and fast in pussy, eh." She fortified her halting English by forming a circle with a thumb and a finger and moving the other index finger rapidly in and out through the circle. She laughed loudly.

"You very good suck cock. Fuck now. Try the . . . chien? . . . dog? . . . you don't know? . . . I show."

She moved up on the bed and stood on all fours. Her big boobs spilled out of her dress and the skirt rode up revealing a great round panty less ass. She spread her knees and patted her ass invitingly. 

"Oh now I understand. Yes of course. You mean doggy style, don't you? I know of that," Shirley exclaimed suddenly full of life.

Manuela lit up and nodded happily. She wriggled her ass some more and then reached out for me. She pulled me behind her and in position to enter her.

"Oh no, you can't, stop it. That cock is mine. I sucked it up. It belongs to me. I want it stuck into me," Shirley yelled and pushed me away from Manuela's inviting ass.

"Yes, yes, good cock. I show, I help," Manuela said shaking of laughter.

She moved and pushing and pulling got Shirley in the position she wanted on all fours with the head down. Then she pushed me forward aiming my cock at Shirley's open entrance. But she didn't forget the protection. She found the package and swiftly dressed my cock. Then she took aim and pushed me from behind forcing my cock into Shirley who acknowledged the intrusion with a contented grunt. I grabbed Shirley's hips and jabbed to get fully inside.

"Good, very good chien . . . right? You like Mr. Tom fuck hard and fast? I must go, Ms Brigitte waiting," Manuela said to Shirley and then was gone as suddenly as he had arrived. 

"What was that? Do you know her? How come?" Shirley asked, for the first time being aware of that something unusual had occurred. "Never mind, let's talk about that later. This feels lovely. Doggy style isn't, right? Fuck me now please. Fuck me."

I didn't miss Manuela. I was well positioned buried very nicely deep in Shirley. I grabbed her round hips. I started to fuck her, slowly at first to let her get used to and adjust to receiving my cock in this new position. She seemed to have no trouble with that but met me happily. She had been a very fast learner I though thinking back to last night and how shy she had been. Now she was far from shy, sexy even.

And very pleasant to fuck from behind. Shirley looked over her shoulder and smiled her broad, happy smile. She laughed out rocking her ass.

"Do as Manuela said. I want to be fucked fast and hard," she giggled and lowered her head and shoulders. I felt how she prepared to meet harder thrust and gave her just that. 

It became a very nice morning fuck. Shirley experimented moving her body as much as her position allowed and got a series of orgasms. I was astonished by her stamina. She seemed never to tire laughing happily each time and asking for more.

But eventually she slowed down and I felt it was time for the great one. She sensed that too and concentrated to reach the goal. When it happened it was like an eruption. She cried out a long cry like never before and her body shuddered for a long time. Her pussy rippled along my cock milking it long after my spurts had ended. Only then did she allow herself to collapse on the bed but making sure to keep me buried deep in her pussy.

When I got limp I rolled off her back. She smiled happily but looked tired and soon she drifted into sleep. I left her bed and when she hadn't woken up when I returned from the bathroom I dressed and left.

I had only taken a few steps along the corridor when I heard someone behind me.

"So, how's the English women? Hardly better than the French I imagine?" 

It was Brigitte coming out from her cabin. It was next to Shirley's. What a coincidence I thought.

"You know, I heard you. Or rather I heard the English woman. As I understood it you popped her cherry. A bit difficult, eh? But you broke through. And now she is well broken in I guess."

Brigitte giggled and came close to hug. But she broke the hug frowning. 

"You smell of her. Go take a shower," she said and was gone.

At lunch I bumped into Diane.

"How did it go with Shirley," she asked innocently.

"Oh, all right I think. She was very shy and inexperienced with men as you said. But we had a good time I think," I said politely not knowing what to tell her.

"Oh come on. I know everything that happened," she said giggling. "A tough job to deflower her I understand. But now she is well broken in and she really likes it." She stopped and laughed out when she saw my astonished face. "Oh, but she has told me everything. She came running after breakfast bubbling of joy and telling everything. I couldn't stop her. Not that I wanted too. Quite a juicy story she told me. You really made her like it. She has asked for a new date already this evening. Solves some problems for me, doesn't she? There are some equally shy men who want my help to date a woman. I am sure she will drag them into her cabin as swiftly as she did with you. But I start to feel like a pimp or Madame of the house." She giggled heavily and hugged me before she left. 

To be continued...



Carnal Cruise Ch. 04



I had had a very interesting and lovely night with Shirley, the shy English lady who had turned out to be a virgin although already in her thirties. Diane, the cruise line's manager for customer entertainments, had practically asked me to pop the cherry.

I met Diane at lunch the following day.

"Well, how did it go with Shirley," Diane asked innocently. 

"Oh, all right. She is very shy and inexperienced with men as you said. But we had a good time I think," I said politely, unsure of how much decency allowed me to tell her.

"Oh come on. I know everything that happened," she said giggling. "At last the old filly is broken in and it was very thoroughly done, exceeding my most sanguine expectations. . . . Shirley's words, mind you. A tough job to deflower her I understand." Diane stopped and laughed out when she saw my astonished face. "Oh, but she has told me everything. She came running in mid-morning bubbling of joy and telling everything. I couldn't stop her. Not that I wanted too. Quite a juicy story she told me. You really have made her like sex. She has asked for a new date already this evening. Well, now I expect her to solve some problems for me. There are some equally shy men who want to date a woman. I am convinced she will drag them into her cabin as swiftly as she did with you. But I start to feel like a pimp or a Madame of the house." She giggled heavily and hugged me before she left. After lunch I went to my cabin to take a nap.

My cabin was on an upper deck with a small private balcony on the outside. I stripped to my shorts and went out. But I stopped just outside the sliding door.

On the next balcony a woman was sunbathing. Nothing special about that, it was what most people did after lunch. But two things were not that normal.

The first thing was that there was no dividing canvas. The cabins on my deck, I had learnt, were flexible giving the opportunity to link them in pairs with an inner door and only a canvas divider on the balcony that could be folded away. Today the canvas was pushed open. I wasn't sure if it had been all the time. I hadn't spent much time out there the days before

The second thing was that the woman was in the nude lying on her back in a lounge chair. A slender woman with ample breasts and long legs topped by a formidable pubic bush. She had a very nice all over tan telling that she often was sunbathing in the nude.

"Hi there," the woman said. I looked back at her and saw that she had covered herself. Well, she had put one hand over her pubic bush and an arm over her breasts but not in panic or fear. They just graciously rested there, not covering much. 

"Hi, I am Erika," she said smilingly. 

"Oh, hi, I am Tom," I said hurriedly not knowing where to look. "Sorry that I disturbed you but of course I didn't know. Shall I pull out the canvas?"

"Yes, that's appropriate, don't you think? And necessary . . . but of course only if you want your privacy. The balcony gets so small when you do and the canvas takes some of the sun away. If you don't mind me being in the nude I rather like the canvas to be folded away," Erika said and took her hand and arm away placing them at her sides. She looked at me smiling sweetly. She talked good English but with a clear German accent.

"No, of course not. Well, no canvas then," I said and sat down on my chair being very aware of that she was only a couple of yards away. 

"Excellent, that's settled then," she said and closed her eyes. "Oh, by the way, I won't take offence if you get in the buff too. That's what these private balconies are for, aren't they?" She didn't look at me and said no more, just lay back enjoying the sun.

I like sunbathing in the nude. So what the hell I thought. She had said it was all right so why not. I took my shorts off and lay down on my chair and started to read a book. As far as I could see she ignored me totally.

After some time I heard her move and looked askance at her. She rose from the chair and took the few steps to lean against the railing. My first impression of a very good looking woman was right and more so. She was a German blonde probably bleached. A slender body with long shapely legs and muscled thighs that ended in a full round ass. Her breasts were high and firm with protruding nipples in pink. When she turned to go back to her chair her pubic bush took my breath away. It was light brown, large and thick but well trimmed just the way I like. She moved back to her chair on tip toe just as she was on high heels. She looked stunning.

She didn't look at me, just ignored me and lay down on the chair. This time she lay on her stomach. I kept on reading for a while then got sleepy and put the book down. I was soon slumbering.

I dreamt about the fantastic get together party the other night. It still amazed me that the inhibitions we all have had disappeared so completely in the darkness. I dreamt about the charms that the ladies so willingly let me savor in full. In my dream the twins came and wanted to fuck. They got me hard and one of them entered me and joyfully rode me. As happens in dreams there was a jump and I was suddenly somewhere else with another woman that worked on my cock to get me hard.

I woke up slowly still having the nice feeling of being caressed by soft female hands. When I opened my eyes I saw my cabin neighbor kneeling at my side with her hands on my cock.

"Oh, hi, you had a nice dream, hadn't you?" she said smilingly. "Well, I saw your . . . eh, that thing rise and then get limp again. And . . . well, I know how important it is for a man to keep his erection so . . . well, I decided to help you get the hardness back so you could fulfill what you no doubt had started in your dream. May I?" She looked at me, smiled again and lowered her head over my cock. In the next moment she had taken my semi erect cock into her mouth closing her lips just below the head, sucking and licking it.

She was very good at giving head and got me hard in no time. She let go of my cock and looked at me.

"That's better. Hard as steel and very handsome I must say. Now you can go back to your dream and perform to your lady's wish." She looked at me inquiringly. "Or do you rather want me to go on sucking? I love giving head."

I felt like in a dream. Out of the blue this woman had come and offered to give me a pleasant time.

"Oh yes, of course I would like that. It was lovely. You really know how to give head," I said. "But . . . oh, could I give you a hand as well or rather a tongue?"

"Oh would you really? That would be very nice," she said giggling and spun around straddling me putting her knees on either side on my head. I pulled a cushion under my head and grabbed her hips and dug into her pussy.

She was already a little moist and the pink pussy was slightly open. I put my tongue inside as far as it could reach and licked around. Then I licked her slit from the ass hole to the clit back and forth. Meanwhile she was sucking on my cock and took my balls in her mouth gently rolling them with her tongue. She gave great head.

After some time of pleasant mutual caressing Erika suddenly cried out and moved her pussy out of my reach. She had given very little forewarning that she was near orgasm. The only thing being that her clit had come out of its shelter and become big and hard.

Erika calmed down quickly and spun around again.

"That was pleasant," she said. "But now I should want to fuck for real. I have had fantasies about how it would feel to have that handsome cock in my pussy for some time now. Well already from when you first got hard while dreaming. Please fuck me." She tilted her head jocularly pleading.

"Oh yes, that would be a pleasure," I said. "Here and now?"

"Oh no, well, now is fine but I want to go inside. The bed is much better, to begin with at least," she said and smiled contentedly.

We quickly moved into her cabin. She pulled the bed cover away. On her bedside table I saw a familiar package. Excellent, she was equipped I thought.

She lay down graciously on her back, legs only slightly apart. She looked lovely, like a picture. I moved close and started to caress her body. Her breasts were soft and firm at the same time, soft on the surface and firm underneath. I kissed her pink nipples which reacted quickly getting long and stiff. I moved down and sifted through her exuberant pubic bush. I grabbed her flesh and rocked it slightly. She moaned of pleasure. 

I leaned down and kissed her body carefully from her mouth all the way down one leg to her foot and back up along the other leg. When I reached the knee she spread her legs to give me room to kiss along the inner thigh. I came to a stop when her pussy bush tickled my nose and I dug into her pussy. She panted hard when I caressed her breasts and suddenly cried out once, a short high pitch cry that stopped abruptly. She pushed me away and closed her legs.

She rested for a short while then looked up at me with beaming eyes. She reached out and grabbed my semi erect cock and pulled me close taking me into her mouth. As before she closed her lips around my cock head but she didn't suck on it. Instead she let her tongue swirl around and pushed it under the foreskin going all the way round. That was something new to me and it felt fantastic. But it didn't last long. My cock stiffened fast making it impossible. 

She pulled her mouth away and reached out for the condom handy at her bedside table. She rolled one on and then lay down on her back. She spread her legs wide and held out her arms to welcome me. I quickly moved to lie down on top of her. She embraced me with both arms and legs holding me close. We kissed, a kiss that became a tongue twisting French kiss that got us both breathless.

She released her grip around my body and made it clear that she wanted to be entered. She helped my cock in position and at once she felt the head at her entrance she thrust upwards to get me inside. I was pushing down at the same time and our combined efforts made my cock to bottom out in her. She grunted happily and heaved under me. I fucked with long slow strokes. Her pussy was narrow but well lubricated making it easy and very pleasant to fuck. It was tight all along my cock at all times but gave way when I thrust inwards.

She moaned softly and heaved her ass to meet my thrusts. She signaled with her ass that she wanted it faster and harder and acknowledged it by panting hard after a few short hard thrusts in rapid order. After a few more her back arched and she cried out, her high pitch, cut off cry. She fell back on the bed.

"Lovely, just lovely," she said beaming. "But you are not finished yet, are you? . . . No, I thought not, thank god." She had tested my cock by tightening her pussy muscles and found that I was still very hard. I gave her a friendly shove to tell that I wanted to go on.

"Yes yes, of course we shall. But let's get some change. I want to be on top." She rolled us over on the wide bed and somehow succeeded to get on top with my cock still deep inside her. "Yes, that's lovely. Shall we proceed?" she said laughing happily.

But she didn't start riding at once. Instead she sat down looking at me with a smile on her face. She took my hands and used them to caress her body but only until I got the message. I started to stroke all over her body, squeezing her buttocks, grabbing her hips hard, massaging her ample breasts that piled up above me swinging, pinching the stiffening nipples and much more. She laughed throatily and started to move, slowly at first and then picking up speed.

It became a ride to remember. She was skilful and tender but also demanding. She came several times giving up her little cry each time before she let me follow her into a shuddering climax that drained me completely. It started with a low mumble from deep inside her that grew and became a high pitch cry when she reached the top but it wasn't cut off as before. The cry lasted long but got deeper in line with her orgasm and ended in a deep laugh when the orgasm died away.

"Oh my goodness. Marvelous wasn't it? I needed that. I just loved it. Oh, I could have continued all afternoon. It was heavenly." She sat down on me, laughing of happiness and chatting in her heavy accent. She tried to grip around my cock to keep it inside her but it went soft and wasn't serviceable at all. Instead she dismounted, pulled the condom off and took care of my cock taking it into her mouth where she gently sucked it clean.

She cuddled up beside me and wanted to be caressed. She was like a kitten, playful, eager wanting my hands all over her body. Finally she straddled my head wanting to get her pussy licked again. While I worked on her she again took my cock in her mouth and gave it a pleasant suck including her specialty with her tongue under the foreskin. When it stiffened she put it between her lovely pair and gave a lovely massage that made me fully hard. And it paid off. We had another nice, leisurely fuck although it didn't take us to the top heights. But it was a very nice way to spend the afternoon.

I picked her up for dinner. Dinner on board was always a dress up affair. She was wearing a long narrow dress that clung to her body and with a vent up to mid thigh. It was cut low showing a deep narrow cleavage. She was very elegant, very classy and very, very sexy without being vulgar. I was very proud of being her escort for the night.

We had a lovely time starting with a drink in the upper deck bar. I had talked to the dining room to place us together and dinner was as always excellent. We talked a lot and she said that she was German with no kids but beside that she told very little about herself. She got very flattered when I said that she couldn't be a day over thirty so probably she was in her middle thirties although in very good shape looking younger.

Afterwards we went back to the upper deck bar for coffee and drinks. We danced under the stars and she was very flirty. When we danced cheek to cheek she clung to me grinding her pubes hard against me. She put her leg in between mine and laughed throatily in my ear when she felt my hardness against her belly. She kissed me while we danced. I felt the green light for a pleasurable night.

When we finally went down to our cabins it was over midnight but I felt in good shape although I had had quite a few drinks. Gallantly I waited while she got her key out and opened her door. But when I was about to follow her into her cabin she turned around on the door step.

"Good night, Tom. Thanks for a wonderful evening. See you tomorrow perhaps," she said and pecked my cheek lightly, a much more sisterly kiss than the ones I had got in the upper deck bar. She turned and quickly shut the door in my face.

There were other people in the corridor and I could do nothing but go into my own cabin. I felt disappointed and upset and got rid of my dinner suit. I took a large whisky from the bar but spilled half of it on my shirt and took another. I thought about her and the way she had teased me all evening just to turn me down at the last moment. I couldn't understand it.

I got more and more worked up the more I thought about it. The whisky helped as well. Eventually I couldn't bear it any more. I went out on the balcony to get into her cabin the back way. To my luck the door was open. I stepped in and slammed the door shut behind me.

She startled when she saw me standing there and looked frightened. She was in the process of undressing and had just unbuttoned her dress. It fell to the floor forming a puddle around her feet. Her body rose from it looking absolute stunning. She was naked except for high heels, a narrow thong and a bra all in bright green that matched her bronzed body excellently.

"What do you want? Go away. I don't want you in here. Get out this moment," she shouted.

"Why don't you take care of that gorgeous dress? Put it on a hanger or something. Pity to ruin it, wouldn't it?" I said. She got surprised and immediately did as I had suggested probably in chock. She stepped out of the dress, bent over graciously to pick it up, found a hanger and went to the built in closet to hang it in. I had moved to stand between her and the cabin door. No way was she going to escape now.

She turned away from the closet and stood watching me defiantly one hand on her hip.

"What now?" she asked. "I still want you out of this cabin immediately. Get away." Her voice was scornful but it trembled slightly and she looked frightened. 

God, how gorgeous she looked. The long legs on high heels, the narrow thong emphasizing her pubes and belly, the strands that went up over her hips to disappear between her buttocks leaving her full ass naked and on top of it her ample boobs in a very supportive bra. My cock swelled in anticipation. I was going to mount her, whether she wanted it or not. 

"Well, that's not going to happen," I said slowly. "You have two choices. I am going to fuck you with or without your consent. It's up to you how rough it's going to be." I slapped her ass to get her realize her options. She cried out but I hadn't slapped her that hard. Well, I thought so anyway. It felt so good that I slapped her other ass cheek as well. The soft thud and the sting in the palm of my hand told that it was a good slap. She screamed, in horror or pain I couldn't tell. Maybe both.

She stood watching me, still with that defiant expression on her face. She looked marvelous with her reddening round ass and my cock twitched. I raised my hand to slap her ass again.

"No wait," she exclaimed. She watched me for a while. The defiant expression on her face had changed to one of defeat. Just what I wanted. 

"All right. What do you want me to do?" She said meekly.

"That's better. Good choice. Well, you can start by taking your bra off and move around. But make sure to wriggle your hips. I want to see that ass roll and those breasts swing," I was now fully erect, my cock poked out through my boxers. This really turned me on. 

Obediently she started to move around with exaggerated movements anxious not to upset me. When she passed I slapped her ass but half missed and it became a friendly pat instead I thought. But she cried out and startled. She looked very desirable and I was tremendously worked up.

"Enough of that. Get down on your hands and knees. I want to get into that cunt of yours," I commanded sternly. She looked at me with fear which was a turn on for me. My cock twitched which she noticed with horror. I slapped her ass because it felt so good which made her to flung down on all fours.

I knelt behind her ready to mount but realized that I had forgotten her thong. I didn't want anything in the way. I tried to tear it off but the fabric was strong. I saw a pair of scissors on her dresser and got it. I showed it to her which made her shiver. It was exciting to use it on the straps letting the metal slide over her hips when I cut the thong away. I slapped her ass again to make her spread the thighs wider to get in position to be mounted.

I helped myself to place my cock head at her entrance cruelly opening her up. With a few hard thrusts I forced my cock into her cunt. It was narrow. She tried to keep it shut but that was a tremendous challenge to fight my way inside. She grunted when I did. I started to bang into her using much force to bottom out each time and to fight her muscles that tried to stop me. That excited me even more. Her narrow cunt gave much friction to my cock and the feeling of power was tremendous. Now I was going to show her. She had had no right to decline me these pleasures after all the teasing earlier in the evening. 

I was in a haze, aware only of my forceful cock banging the lovely narrow cunt. I had grabbed her hips when I mounted her and I was also squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples hard. I heard her scream but of fear or pain I wasn't aware. It wasn't important, both turned me on. My cock swelled even more and was hard as never before forcing its way into her cunt.




Carnal Cruise Ch. 04



Suddenly I erupted filling her cunt with my come. It was a great orgasm, mightier than most I had experienced. I felt dazed and very tired. I withdrew from the cunt and rose. I heard moans or sobs when I stumbled out and into my cabin. I fell on my bed passing out.

I woke up from heavy rapping. I stumbled out of bed to open the cabin door. No one was outside. I turned back aiming for bed and startled when I saw somebody standing in the middle of my cabin. My brain started to work and figured out that the person must have come through the sliding door. I had the light in my eyes and the person was only a silhouette until I moved and saw my neighbor. She smiled grimly at me.

"You look awful. Take a shower and freshen up. I want to talk to you," she said scornfully and moved out onto the balcony.

Fifteen minutes later I was presentable although my head ached. There must have been a little too much to drink the night before. Those two late whiskies were to blame. I got an uneasy feeling in my stomach while I showered and shaved. Could it be that my neighbor didn't share my comprehension of last night's fun? Might she even disapprove of my behavior? I had left her rather abruptly, hadn't I? Had she even complained to the purser? She had been fully dressed, hadn't she?

I went out to face my neighbor.

She was leaning over the rail watching dolphins following the ship. I noticed that we were close to some shore and remembered that we had the opportunity to visit a town that afternoon. I couldn't remember which one though.

She rose and stood before me, hands on hips looking contemptuous. And yes, she was wearing a linen dress, rather formal for being on a cruise ship in the morning. 

"So there you are at last. Are you proud of your behavior last night? Do you even remember what you did to me? Do you remember that you forced yourself upon me, slapped me and that you took me by force?" She spitted it out very scornfully.

I didn't know what to say. My feeling of unease had been right. She was displeased with me that was sure. What should I do?

I looked at her in silence shrugging my shoulders in a gesture of overcome. I tried to smile at her but she looked back sternly. We stood like that for what felt like an eternity. She fiddled with the buttons of her dress.

Eventually she took a step forward. The dress fell to the floor. She stood before me, still stern faced but looking heavenly in a small thong and a low cut bra just like last night but in another color, red.

"Look what you did to me so brutally," she said and half turned showing me her full round ass. Both cheeks were reddish and with some imagination one could see imprints of a hand. She peeled off her bra and cupped her big boobs showing them. There too were some bruises.

"Oh, I am sorry. Didn't mean to hurt you. I don't know how that happened," I blurted out

Her face lit up in a big smile and she burst into laughter.

"Oh, my goodness. Look at you, have you lost all your wit. It's priceless, the way you look. It serves you right, you brute."

She came close to me and hugged me, a full body hug ending in a big kiss.

"Tom, I just loved what you did last night. It was a splendid performance. You got my hints just right and made me so happy."

I relaxed and kissed her back.

Yes, she had been talking about rape and hinted about her fantasies of being taken by force. She hadn't asked me to do it straight on but had come back to the subject now and then during the evening. She had also made it clear to me that she was on the pill. And when she so abruptly rejected me at her door I took that as a sign that she wanted that type of action. It annoyed me though how easily I played the part, it came too easy and I hadn't played once I got started. I probably was much tighter than I was aware of.

"You played so well. You seemed to be very drunk. That smell of whisky was a good trick. I even got afraid that you shouldn't be able to perform but that showed clearly rather soon to be no risk. No risk at all." She laughed happily. "When you slapped my ass I got scared for real, just like I figure it is in real life. I had no clue what you would do next. I obeyed out of fear but then it got very pleasurable. The way you ordered me down and then forced your cock into me was lovely. Lucky though that I was so excited. My pussy was ready to receive."

"Does it hurt?" I asked stroking over her ass.

"Well, yes, but no. It's a pain of pleasure remembering me of a lovely adventure. Want to know what I did this morning?" She was eager to tell. I nodded.

"I went to the small pool as I have done every morning. You know it's Ladies only in the mornings? The unspoken dress code is nudity. Quite a few ladies saw my reddening ass and the bruises of my breasts and gave me pitying smiles. But then I stroked my ass and smiled happily giving the thumbs up sign. Some of the ladies frowned but many looked reassured, happy even. There was laughter. It felt like I had become a member in a secret sisterhood and I was proud of showing the marks of membership." She laughed happily. "Oh, there is more. One lady even came up to me and said that she was sure that I had had a pleasurable night from the signs of it. She said that getting it a bit rough was lovely now and then given the right man of course and she asked if it was the man I had dined with who had done me so well. Hefty, wasn't it?" She smiled happily.

"Well, what about some coffee? You certainly look like you need it badly," she said laughingly. "I will join you but I have already had breakfast. I was starving after that lovely adventure," she added and put her dress back on. She had concluded that I wasn't serviceable.

I didn't feel like having breakfast so I just had coffee outside. Erika sat with me and made pleasant small talk looking happy and content. Later she also joined me for a pleasant lunch and suddenly exchanged smiles with a lady sitting nearby.

"That's the lady from the pool this morning," she told me smilingly. 

During lunch the ship anchored outside a town on a rather large island. We had the opportunity to go ashore. We went together but when we landed she suddenly said that she had some business to attend to. I offered to escort her but she declined and went away on her own.

I didn't see her more that day. I had a seafood dinner on the shore watching the lovely inhabitant women who wore next to nothing but took the ferry back for an early night.

The next morning I woke up feeling fresh and ready for new adventures. I went out on my balcony hoping to find my lovely neighbor sunbathing in the nude. But I got terrible disappointed and even jealous. Maybe she was in the nude. But the canvas was pulled forward dividing our balconies. I heard voices on the other side, hers and a man's. 

I dressed slowly getting ready for breakfast. As I left my cabin so did my neighbors. Erika lit up and presented the man to me as her husband. He was well over sixty, an executive type, well dressed and with good manners. He showed no signs of suspicion. We didn't have breakfast together though.

I felt a pang of guilt. I had fucked a married woman. But she hadn't told me nor been wearing a ring. There had been no trace of a ring on her finger either I consoled myself. I had looked but well, not until after our lovely first fuck in her bed. 

Erika probably was a trophy wife of a rich businessman. He had booked the cruise but in the last minute decided he hadn't time to join from the beginning but had followed later. Or was it that he allowed her wife to find pleasure on her own knowing that he couldn't give her enough being limited in both time and ability? There were many possible explanations.

Well, that was that, I thought. She was lovely but not for me anymore. I had got fond of her but nothing serious. The ship was full of ladies, full of opportunities.

To be continued...



Carnal Cruise Ch. 2



Chapter 2: Sex in Hell

Day two had been a total loss for Chloe. The drinking and a slight touch of sea sickness the first night conspired to keep her bed ridden. She awoke at 8 o'clock in the morning of the third day of the cruise, sleeping through the entire first day and night at sea. Chloe would've been pissed off, she was sun worshipper of old, but the wet cement like state of her body abated the anger.

She tried to get up and pay Janet and Kevin a visit but nausea fought her tooth and nail. Before heading back to bed, a hour after waking up, she discovered a note on the floor by her cabin door.

It was from Janet and Kevin. Excited the welled inside her only magnified her ill feelings, so she read the note reclined in bed. The words were perfect and served to reduce her fears of "last night was a mistake."

Instead it was simple and direct, ' Chloe, Kevin and I want you to know what an amazing time we had the other night. From the moment we started talking in the club I knew there was something special about you. You proved my belief true. Kevin was sore the next morning, as was I. We missed you at breakfast and did knock for you. And we didn't see you at all during the first day at sea. We thought you may be feeling the effects of the previous night as well. So we are off. Our day in Grand Cayman means we will be way most of the time in port. We hope to see you that night. Love J &K.'

Chloe let out a sigh of relief and pain. Relieved that they felt the way she did and pain that she slept the entire day away and never got to see them.

The image of Kevin lingering over her as his fat member dripping "the warmth" as she called it over her breasts and stomach made her tingle. Janet's uninhibited sharing of her man and introducing Chloe to soft pleasures of another woman's mouth and tongue changed the timid blonde into something like she never expected.

Chloe for the first time felt that those deep, sexual desires, wants and yearnings could be tapped, realized and acted upon. And the cruise was the vehicle to live those dreams.

Chloe remembered little about the end of the evening or how she even made it back to her cabin. She wanted to go an knock at Janet and Kevin's cabin, but a spinning head made it difficult for Chloe to articulate her feelings and appreciation for the night. She did vow to stop by the cabin before the end of the day and see if the couple wanted to play again, maybe even that night.

But as morning became noon, Chloe Taylor wanted to make the most of her first day of shore excursions. She was finding it hard to motivate herself up from her cabin. Yesterday was lost at sea. But today she had Grand Cayman.

With her head pounding the basic elements of walking seemed difficult for Chloe to master. Slowly but surely she wandered around her room, collecting clothes, her and other items she'd need for a day on Grand Cayman. Straw sunhat, sunglasses and loose but revealing sundress completed the look. The day they left port she'd signed up for a mini-bus tour of the island and was glad the guided expedition required little more of her than getting on and off a bus. Checking her keycard and cruise card, Chloe wandered up the two levels to the tour departure lounge.

As her tour was called from the lounge, by the door of which she hovered, Chloe joined a small mass of people snaking their way down the passageways and stairs to the debarkation point. A small launch bobbed and lurched in the gorgeous turquoise sea. Just seeing the undulation of the small craft made Chloe nauseous. But if she did get some fresh air and dry land under her feet she worried the rest of the cruise would be spoiled. She quietly vowed to not drink in excess for the rest of the cruise.

Waiting for a few minutes in the bobbing boat, Chloe clenched her teeth and hoped for the best. Willing her stomach to stay intact.

A few minutes more and Chile's perseverance was rewarded by the roar of a motor and the lurch of the boat forward.

A short five minute ride into the harbor and Chloe began to feel better. The sight of the small harbor and dozens of cruise ships clamoring for a spot and the sidewalks along the port teeming with tourists, rejuvenated Chloe. The water shimmered a deep blue, fading to pale turquoise as the water grew shallow.

Smaller and larger shuttle boats roared around the harbor, old land craft and shallow bottomed skiffs made their way too and from the cruise ships.

She looked around her on the boat, filled mostly with older couples and southern rebel types. Very few, if any single men from what she could tell. But for a moment, recalling the first night at sea Chloe doubted if she was going to need much more sexual gratification for several days.

The small white and blue launch bumped the quay and attendants leapt on off making sure the small boat was secure. After a moment a gangway was dropped onto the gunwales and the occupants, on unsteady feet, filed off.

After being organized in a cattle like fashion Chloe split off from the que and found her tour bus parked on the sun drenched road shoulder.

She grasped her ticket tightly and shuffled along with the rest of the tour heading onto the bus. She could see just over the heads of the tourists ahead of her a sign being held by a pair of distinctly dark hands.

'Cayman Coast tour'

She checked her ticket again and made her way up the line. She now faced a tall, sinewy man. He smile flash of charm and his skin lustrous and dark as milk chocolate.

"Good morning pretty lady," he smiled, his voice a rich Caribbean accent.

Chloe became flush, " Morning."

He put a hand out to hers helping her up the step into the small bus. She smiled and sidestepped her way to the back.

Compared to the warm, humid air outside, the bus was cool and comfortable.

The man who helped he in was the driver, beside him a petite black woman with a matching and winning smile.

She expected the woman to narrate the tour, instead she was surprised when the driver donned the microphone and began narrating.

"Good morning to all you lovely ladies and dashing gentlemen. My name is Terrance and I, along with the lovely Elizabeth, will be showing the sights, sounds and tastes of our home, Grand Cayman."

Chloe settled in and quickly grew to like Terrance's smooth charming voice, full of life and expression. She chuckled at the driving on the "wrong" side of the road, small shops and tropical surroundings that made up Grand Cayman.

As the late morning sun bathed Chloe's face in a constant soothing warmth, she felt comfortable, relaxed and the first time no ill effects of the hangover. She marveled at the exotic broad leaf plants and bending palm trees arching over the sun bleached roadways and tiny house on the island.

Terrance continued the tour, making corny jokes and colorful tales of Grand Cayman's history. The small bus would pull along the roadside to give Terrance an opportunity to regale the riders with stories of his childhood on the largest of the Cayman Islands. Stops at the Governor's residence, facts about the unarmed Cayman police force and a stop at the gorgeous 7 Mile beach eased Chloe into a vacation bliss.

At first Chloe didn't think much of it the glancing eyes of Terrance around the cabin in the rearview mirror. But as each mile passed she noticed he dark brown eyes seemed to linger on her longer and longer. Shyly she would look away, glancing occasionally to see if he was still looking. Invariably he was. And this sent a thrill through Chloe. She loved the look men gave her. The dueling glances thrilled Chloe to the point where she just stared, smiled and once-very carefully- licked her lips while Terrance watched. This level of distraction almost caused him to drive of the sand lined road.

A stop at a turtle farm and Chloe stayed close by Terrance as he explained the history and delicacies of the turtle, much to shrieking dismay of the tourists. Chloe however stayed just far enough away to keep that sense of aloofness about her. Sure she would bend over the shallow cement tank's opposite him and let him catch a glance of her sumptuous, deep cleavage. But just as quickly she would demurely turn away.

Was she being a tease? For sure. But she knew what she was doing, never going so far that she felt in danger, but just far enough to titillate. And on a bus full of tourists, Chloe felt just that sense of danger that thrilled her.

Getting back onto the bus Terrance reached out to help Chloe in. As she squeezed past her heavy breasts brushed tightly against Terrance causing him to smile and apologize.

"Pardon me good lady."

Walking up a step, her cleavage eye level to Terrance, Chloe turned back, " Don't apologize for something I did."

She winked before turning back and finding her seat.

In the seat by the window she watched Terrance circle the mini-bus picking up stragglers. He was polite, friendly but got everyone back onto the bus. Occasionally he would turn back and look at Chloe watching him from the window.

She savored the way he moved, tall and athletic, with long wiry arms and delicate fingers. As he turned away his high, firm muscular ass readily apparent through his khaki pants.

"Yummy." Chloe mumbled.

"Ladies and gentlemen how do you feel about going to Hell?" Terrance said to the laughs of the tourists.

Slowly Chloe nodded in the affirmative.

Hell is a series of jagged volcanic rocks tucked behind a tacky tourist traps and small homes, amidst mangroves and palm tree. And when Chloe pulled up she was less than impressed.

Off they trundled again, weaving through the tourist snares of " I've Been To Hell and Back" T-shirts and expensive Hell shot glasses.

Once setting eyes on the pumice gray rocks that pointed angrily up from the ground Chloe achieved a modicum of impress, but just a little. 35mm cameras clicked and digital cameras silently snapped shots of the small rock formation formed when magma cooled as it bubbled to the surface of the Caribbean sea. Chloe played with her sunglasses and paced around looking at the small black birds hopping from rock to jagged rock. From behind she felt a presence and slowly looked back to see Terrance smiling.

"Aren't you enjoying Hell?"

"It's not quite what I expected. I expected something..."

"What?" Terrance asked looking down at the shorter woman standing inches away from him.

"Well I expected something much bigger. Larger." She said slowly, languidly looking him over. "I see," he smiled back," Well its not always the size of something that make it worth appreciating."

"Hmm I guess so." Chloe said, looking back to the rocks.

Then she turned back, " So do you think its not the size of the attraction that makes it worthwhile, in your case is that your experience?"

He smirked and rested an elbow on the railing overlooking the cluster of rocks.

"Well pretty lady you have not seen all the sights Grand Cayman has to offer."

"Is that right?" Chloe replied raising an eyebrow quizzically.

"We may be a small island nation you'd be surprised about the size of some things."

Without hesitation Chloe took the opportunity to look him over and lay down the gauntlet, " All talk...I bet you say that to all the tourists."

"Not all."

Crossing her arms and putting on a stern look, Chloe said, " Well then...let's see what you got."

Terrance laughed, head rearing back, thinking Chloe was joking. When he stopped laughing Terrance found Chloe still looking him over.

"You aren't serious...are you?"

She silently nodded a naughty glint in her eye, sunglasses on the bridge of her nose.

"When it comes to size...I am very, very serious."

Carlo Belladonna watched the sun glint off the sharp edge rocks of Hell. He'd never been on a cruise, never mind out of the country, so when the opportunity came up to cruise the Caribbean on a discount fare he took it. The 45-year-old electrician was twice divorced and hoped the cruise would provide ample opportunity for meeting women.

The afternoon bus tour of the island was what Carlo was really looking forward to, that and a chance to visit the cruise ship's topless sunbathing section.

The turtle beach was interesting and Hell was anticlimactic, so out of boredom Carlo wandered back toward the bus hoping to get a better seat in the climate controlled comfort.

Pulling his baseball cap down shielding his eyes from the tropical sun, Carlo found the door to the bus partially open. Not seeing Terrance anywhere Carlo figured he gently pull the door open wider and slip inside the bus for a 20 minute nap until the rest of tour reboarded.

Quietly yanking on the door, Carlo noticed the sun shades on the tall windows were drawn. He paused when he heard a sound, talking from inside the bus.

Carlo slowly nudged his head in through the partially open bifold door. He looked right to see two people sitting on the back bench of the bus. It was Terrance and the "stacked knockout" who'd been on the tour with them. While inexperienced with women the 40-something man knew what her body was doing. 

Her legs were slightly parted allowing him a shaded view up her skirt. Her legs, while short, were shapely and tanned, glistened with sweat and suntan oil. Breasts were full, their girth and weight stretching the silken fabric tight across her chest.

"Now what were you saying about size..Terrance?" Chloe asked, hand slowly massaging his forearm.

"Well miss, I wanted to show you some of the beauties of the island that don't appear on a tourist map." Terrance tried to say seductively, but all it got from Chloe was a stifled chuckle.

"Listen Terrance is that your best line? I mean that may work on some tourists from 'East-Nose Bleed', but hon..I am from Boston. So..." she whispered, hand moving up his pant leg to his inner thigh, "let's get down to business handsome..we got 10 minutes before they come back or looking for you. Are you gonna show me your cock or what?"

Terrance's eyes narrowed in a look of mock disgust. Lasting but a moment, even Chloe wasn't sure how he'd react. And watching from 10 feet away, Carlo.

Saying nothing Terrance started to undo his belt tightly cinched around his 34 inch waist. Chloe moved back, placing herself in the corner pulling one leg up onto the bench seat.

"When I was a teen I got a reputation as being...different than other guys." smirked Terrance.

"Is that right?" Chloe ran her pinkie along her bottom lip.

"Yes," Terrance said, "why don't you find out for yourself."

With that Terrance pulled down his khaki's and undershort's.

Chloe's eyes were drawn down and she let out a small whimper.

"Hmmm, well I see that you weren't prone to embellish you talent."

Gloating he sat back, leaning towards her, to let his thick, limp cock flop to aside. Uncircumcised, Terrance's cock was dark brown with no visible head. Just a long thick membrane of skin stretched over each flaccid inch.

"Well pretty lady, how about you let Terrance see those magnificent tits of yours?"

Chloe nodded as she pulled on the straps of her sundress. The thin pieces of fabric, taught under the heavy weight of her breasts, were slipped aside by Chloe to reveal her breasts to the eager Terrance.

Down past her shoulders she pulled the top of her dress so it now bunched in a ring around her hips.

Terrance reached out to cup her breasts, slowly massaging them, "Amazing!"

As he gruffly palmed Chloe's tits, she reached down and slipped her hand under the heft of his hardening cock, "Amazing."

Silently, Terrance leaned forward and flicked his tongue across one of her erect nipples. But Chloe was impatient. Placing both hands squarely on the crown of Terrance's head, she pushed him down to her parted thighs.

"Eat me out...you fucking cock!"

Terrance heated breathing bathed Chloe's damp pubic mound. Chloe could only groan, as Terrance experienced tongue parted Chloe's sexual lips. Terrance licked Chloe's erect clit, sucking, licking, again and again. He kissed and sucked in the large nub of flesh, causing Chloe to scream, hips grinding into his face.

Chloe grabbed at Terrance's head to press his tongue and lips into her dripping pussy. Pressed against Chloe's lips, fleshy silken folds opened, Terrances tongue expertly dipped inside her tight warm tunnel coming out with a thick hot pearl of juice. Terrance greedily licked up at Chloe's pussy, back up to her clit. Chloe stifled yet another scream. Minutes more he tortured her with his tongue.

As his lips worked on her, Terrance's hands vigorously pumped his long cock into an erect state which even he had never felt before. He felt thicker, longer and more hard than he ever had before. Terrance's cock hung heavy from its roots and large dark balls. Chloe's fingers curled around Terrance's girth, as she played gently with his nearly 10 inch cock. The foreskin of his black rod thrust up and down as Chloe jerked his cock with her hand. Suddenly a bulb-shaped purple brown cock head rose from its fleshy sheath. It turned up and stiffened to the point where Terrance could only moan with the ache of his balls filling with heavy loads of cum.

Terrance's cock disappeared into her mouth. She pressed it deep against the back of her throat. The length and thickness caused her to gag momentarily. Chloe let her tongue roll around his shaft as she regained control over his thick brown tool.

Kneading his balls while licking the underside of his cock. Precum oozed from the tip of the wide cock and Terrance began to groan. Chloe head bobbed up and down and her mouth slurped and gulped him in.

Terrance's assistant, Elizabeth, didn't think much of his absence for the 20 minutes it took to show people around the Hellish attraction. He often went back to the bus or snack bars and souvenir shops to organize freebie's or special drinks. But missing from the group the entire time Terrance was that "Big boobed blonde," Elizabeth said.

Another tour assistant wouldn't care much by the driver's absence, but Elizabeth was different. She was Terrance's wife.

Walking under the archway to the Hell parking lot Elizabeth scanned the lot for her husband and the blonde. Instead of finding them all she found was this wide rear-end of a man stuck in the door to her bus.

With urgent strides Elizabeth walked from the attraction to the bus. Across the gravel paved parking lot in seconds, Elizabeth shouted at the man.

"What do you thin you are doing!"

Surprised with all his attention on the lascivious exposition Carlo fell backwards out of the doorway to the dirt.

Elizabeth lunged forward, pulling open the door violently charging inside bus. She stood centered in the narrow isle to see Terrance standing over Chloe, shoving his cock into her mouth as she laid across the rear bench seat. In a muffle voice, mouth full of Terrance, Chloe said, "Oh shit!"



Carnal Cruise



It slipped up from her ass to her clit and the second it touched that pearl of pleasurable flesh, time stood still for Chloe.

Pausing just long enough to savor the tease, Chloe pressed his plum sized cock head into her widening pussy. Deliberately, Chloe was entered by Kevin, in a slow excruciating pace. And just as quickly Kevin retreated from Chloe’s pussy. Deeper and deeper she took him, more than any other man she’d fantasized of having. Successive strokes went slowly, her body taking an inch more at a time.

Ecstasy wasn’t the word to explain what Chloe felt at the moment when he entered her. It was pain, it was pleasure, it was bliss, it was fullness inside her. Chloe’s body shuttered with each of Kevin’s careful strokes. Even though she rode him, he dictated the pace with his size, strength and skill. She squirmed as his hips ground up into her, she could barely await the next stroke. She sunk down. Her head fell back and a scream that could be heard decks above and below erupted from Chloe. A wave of orgasms, which she would realize later was not one, but several intense and body shaking orgasms.

Warmth became sweat, and that sweat trickled over them, mingling. Her fingers clawed his chest, leaving crimson traces. Body arching , Chloe realized she now sat fully down his shaft, riding a magnificent man.

Just then,a grunt, his eyes narrowed and from nowhere he bucked upward, slamming his wide cock into her cervix.

Another scream slipped from Chloe, but it was an exclamation to a long poem. A poem of raw, sensuality. One of bliss and desire pent up over months, if not years. Sex with him was carnal poem and as his thick jets of sperm swirled inside her, she slumped back. Mentally and physically exhausted.

She waited for a moment to look around the room, Kevin now rolling away, equally as exhausted. Janet sitting in the same chair as when it all started, legs spread over the arms and head draped over the back. Her body still a quiver with tremors of orgasms brought on by her fingers and the sight of her lover carnally entwined with another woman.

Chloe was in bliss.