5 comments/ 79477 views/ 9 favorites Pleasure Cruise Ch. 01 By: Many Feathers It had been a very long time since my wife Darlene and I had taken any sort of vacation together. Though we weren't exactly workaholics, there never seemed to be enough time to allow ourselves the simple pleasure of just getting away. Another side effect of that had also taken its toll on us, our sex life had become virtually non-existent. We had finally realized that if we didn't do something about all that soon, we were headed for trouble. Darlene and I up until now had always had an uninhibited exciting relationship. Early on in our marriage we'd been wild and care free, even making love in semi-public places just for the thrill of it, something that, never failed to excite the two of us almost beyond reason. When Darlene and I first sat down and decided we seriously needed a really nice vacation, we began looking at various options and places we might go. It was during this time that Darlene came home from work one evening very excited about something. I soon learned that one of her co-workers had mentioned something to her about a particular cruise she and her husband had gone on, and how it had basically saved their marriage. In moments we were on-line looking up the website, and then sat perusing through the content of the cruise that was being offered. It didn't take long to discover this wasn't just some ordinary cruise, though Darlene's friend had already hinted as much. "Brad?" Darlene said simply looking at me. She didn't need to say anything more as we began reading through the schedule, dates of departure and return. But it was the bold print that immediately caught our eyes, reading "Adults only pleasure cruise, where your wildest fantasies on the high seas can come true!" "A swinger's cruise?" I asked curiously. Darlene and I weren't exactly prudes. We'd had and shared various fantasies with one another, we had even hot-tubbed with friends in the nude, had gone so far as to eventually fuck in front of one another in fact, though that had been as far as it had gone. Those few experiences had left us excited, wanting for more, though the opportunity, and Darlene's somewhat professional celebrity status had always kept us cautious about doing more than what we already had. As an anchor on a local TV news station, Darlene was too well known for us to really do anything without word getting out. Aside from our very close and dear friends, what we'd done already was dangerous, though exciting enough. But the thought of taking a pleasure cruise, which we felt we could safely and easily do, was something else all together. At thirty-five, my wife was very much an attractive sexy looking woman. Shoulder length almost coal black hair, olive complexion, piercing blue eyes, her face alone garnered attention, especially while on camera. I had always gotten a bit of a secret delight watching her on the evening news, knowing that I was the one who was married to her, the one who enjoyed fucking her, though there obviously many others who wished they were too, women as well as men. Like any celebrity, though Darlene never really did consider herself one in that light, she received a fair amount of fan mail at the TV station she worked for. And though ninety percent of the letters and emails she received were typical friendly "fan" mail, every once in a while she'd get something a bit more provocative or suggestive, of just how some of her male admirers often thought about her. We discussed actually going at length, and then went ahead and booked ourselves passage for the following month for a ten day "Pleasure Cruise" that promised all sorts of promising delights. By the time the day finally arrived for us to depart I was on pins and needles. Actually, we both were. Somewhat apprehensive as to what we might expect, obviously nervous, we were somewhat relieved to learn that there would be an indoctrination, get acquainted meeting an hour after the ship had pulled away from port. Since it had been a while since we'd gone on any sort of real vacation together, we had spared no expense, booking one of the first class suites, one of six on each side of the upper deck, all sharing a single accessible deck from which we could go outside of our cabin to sit on, with deck service being offered twenty-four seven should we choose to take advantage of that. We had soon after joined the throng of fellow passengers in one of two fairly large lounges as we began receiving information with regards to all the various activities over the next ten days. We were all given handouts as to protocol, and etiquette along with assurances that privacy and anonymity was paramount for those who had any concerns. Activities were scheduled, some having actual signup sheets so there could be no misunderstandings as to what might be expected for some of these, with very clear and detailed explanations as to what could be expected if someone decided to participate. Though we hadn't really discussed some of those aspects in any great detail with one another, it had caused us a few raised eyebrows, which I knew we'd no doubt talk about later in the privacy of our own cabin. One of the things that was made immediately clear to all of us, was that nudity aboard ship, except for in the dining areas inside was not only allowed, but encouraged. So we were all given to understand and not be surprised upon seeing it. But in addition to that, we were also told and informed, that public, sexual activities were also permissible, and anyone having a problem with seeing that, or running into it, had booked the wrong cruise. This generated a little nervous laughter by most of the group in attendance, though no one raised any objections upon hearing that. Even when the question and answers phase of the indoctrination was given, I was surprised when an older gentleman actually asked then if it was permissible for he and his wife to fuck out on the deck in full view of everyone if they actually wanted to. He, along with everyone else was again told this was indeed permissible, and to be expected, especially by other returning guests who'd taken this cruise before. There were really very few or strict rules that had to be followed. No meaning No for one, which was a given. Open windows into suites were an invitation to watch, so if privacy was wanted, then curtains were to be drawn and closed. Everyone was expected and required to ask courteously before joining in on some sexual activity that might be taking place out on deck, separate and apart from any of the more formal scheduled parties and events. Obviously, anyone signing up for those was basically giving permission before hand, though again, even then, No still meant No if someone wasn't interested or attracted by another individual. With no other questions or concerns to be addressed, the meeting ended and everyone headed off back to their rooms, or to simply wander around about the ship taking in the sights until the first real party at sea which was scheduled for later on that evening. In the brochure we'd been given long before we'd actually gotten on board, we knew it was a greet and meet, sexy negligee party. Everyone was thus invited to attend, wearing whatever bedtime attire they felt comfortable in wearing, though there would be prizes given out and awarded for the sexiest, most provocative attire. I knew that Darlene had gone out and purchased something special just for that particular first nights event, though she hadn't of course shown me what it was as yet. For myself, a bit unsure of what to expect, I had opted for a very brief men's bikini in black and a matching silk short kimono as my outfit. We had enjoyed an early dinner of steak and lobster, and then went for a stroll around the deck enjoying the ocean as we cruised on a sea of glass. Several passengers had in fact taken advantage of lying about in the nude on deck, though we hadn't as yet stumbled into anyone engaged in any form of sexual activity. It reminded me of a high school dance, everyone went wanting to, but no one wanted to be the first one out on the floor either. I figured the negligee party later on that evening would no doubt open the doors to that at some point. We'd soon after gone back to our suite, made love (though drawing the curtain closed when we did) and then got up to dress afterwards, a smile on each of our faces as we'd thoroughly enjoyed one another in ways we hadn't done for a very long time. I sat waiting patiently out on our semi-private little deck, ordering a cocktail as I waited, Darlene inside the cabin making herself ready. I was pleasantly surprised when a young attractive looking steward appeared carrying the margarita I'd ordered, surprised as she too was dressed quite sexily herself in a pair of very tight fitting shorts, and a halter top that threatened to spill out her rather nice sized breasts. One of the other things we'd been told in the indoctrination was that the ship's crew was at liberty to join and entertain the guests if approached, provided those said activities didn't interfere with their assignments or workloads. Still horny, even after the incredible sex Darlene and I had just enjoyed with one another, as the young woman leaned over placing a small napkin down on the table next to me, along with my drink, I got a rather nice long view of her deep plunging cleavage. Deciding to test the waters to some degree, I actually commented on it, curious as to what her response and demeanor might be afterwards. "You have what appear to be, very lovely looking breasts," I said also thanking her for the drink. She smiled, thanking me, and then surprised me, although I guess I shouldn't have been when she answered. "Thank you, would you like to see them?" she asked. I didn't have any reservations about doing so, nor in having asked her either. Darlene and I had long ago discussed the various possibilities of what to expect while on board. The only thing we'd come to mutual agreement on, was not to become involved sexually with anyone, unless we were both there, and having given our approval, though a simple knowing smile would be all that was needed when we did. Just asking to see her boobs, or rather being invited to see them didn't constitute Darlene's needing to be there. "I would!" I said smiling, as she smiled back undoing the two small buttons holding her halter together. Not surprisingly, she had no need of a bra as the halter served both purposes. "I'm Mattie, by the way," she added. "Gregory, is the day steward on this side of the ship," she then informed me, continuing to stand there with her gorgeous breasts staring me in the face. Not only where they near perfectly symmetrical, but she had the largest, darkest colored areolas and nipples I had ever seen before. "And anytime you need either one of us...for anything other than drinks or snacks, don't be afraid to ask," she stated letting me know in an instant just exactly what she had meant by that. With that, she again smiled re-buttoning her halter, and soon left. Only then did I realize as I looked down that I was sporting an erection. I took a sip of my margarita, and then heard Darlene calling out to me from inside our cabin. "Well? What do you think?" she asked. I walked back inside, my wife standing next to the bed in the most alluring sensual outfit I'd ever seen her wear before. "Hmm, glad to see you approve!" She said grinning at me, though I noticed her eyes were directly looking between my legs. There was no point trying to hide my erection, especially under the circumstances, but then Darlene frowned looking back up at me. "Hey! Wait! You got that before you saw me!" she suddenly stated. "Who else where you looking at?" "Let me start off by saying, you are the most beautiful looking woman I have ever seen!" Which quite honestly was the truth. Darlene stood in a sheer floor-length; black laced evening gown that hinted at her nudity hiding beneath it without necessarily giving everything away. And though it was cut very low in front, dainty criss-crossing ties of lace held the front in place, though her breasts pressed against the sheer material, almost wickedly. At least she smiled once again when I said that, though I then told her about the incident which had occurred only a few moments ago. What I didn't do was elaborate on how much I'd enjoyed seeing the exotic young woman's tits. "So...what's Gregory like?" she then teased. "I don't know, he wasn't there, but I'm sure at some point we'll meet him. Oh, and when we do, don't be afraid to ask to see him naked, apparently, that's ok too," I informed my wife. "I just might," she said posing herself seductively, causing my cock to twitch, which had grown even harder now just standing there looking at her. "Um, you might want to see if you can make that go down a little," she giggled. "Though I'm sure we'll see a few more standing up like yours is before the evenings over, it might be in poor taste to arrive already having one!" It took a few minutes, but eventually it did. Arm in arm we then left our cabin heading down the hallway towards the grand stairs and the formal ballroom two decks below us. It was interesting to see so many people just then leaving their own rooms, many dressed very similar to the way my wife and I were, though a few others had worn even more revealing outfits than even she was. Seeing all that nudity decorated in its finest, naughtiest form, was already threatening to again stiffen my prick as we made our way inside. Small two or four person tables ran around the perimeter of the dance floor. A small band sat playing, though no one was out dancing as yet, everyone content to find a seat, sit down, order drinks and ogle the other guests as they came in. I laughed looking over at the couple sitting a couple of tables away. The young looking husband sat with his somewhat nervous looking wife, but it was clearly evident he was having a great deal of trouble trying to hide his obviously very stiff erection. He was wearing a robe very similar to mine, though it was obvious he had nothing on beneath it, every move no matter how small, threatened to reveal his hard prick, as he sat constantly readjusting trying in vain to keep it covered. His wife, a cute little blonde was wearing a likewise sheer, baby-doll type of a night that had a great deal of fluff about the collar and cuffs as well as the hem, but was otherwise very sheer. Her dark pink nipples were clearly in evidence as she sat there nervously surveying the room. Just then she looked up, saw Darlene smiling at her, and then surprised me as Darlene waved the two of them over to sit with us at our table. Almost immediately she grinned back, nodded her head and quickly spoke to her husband. Once again, I had to hold myself in check as they made their way over to us, her husband immediately placing both hands strategically in front of himself as they came over. "You looked a little nervous," Darlene said easing her nervousness immediately with that award winning smile of hers. "Thought you might enjoy having a little company, believe it or not...we're a little nervous too," Darlene finished saying. We then introduced ourselves, and learned that their names were Jack and Beverly, and that this was indeed not only their first cruise, but the first time they had ever done anything like this. They came from a very small, very conservative town somewhere in the Midwest, and for them, this had thus become a very daring, very bold adventure for them. Jack was still blushing as he sat there, his eyes trying very hard to not sit and stare directly at my own wife's tantalizing breasts, though just a bit more concealed behind the lace patterns of her gown that his own wife's were. "Don't worry about looking," I assured him. "I think...that's the whole point of our coming here dressed like we are...so that we can look, and enjoy doing it." "That's the problem," he finally laughed at himself. "I am enjoying it...and it's become very difficult trying to hide the fact that I am!" "Me too, " I assured him, and then sat back just enough so that he could see that I too was now as stiff and hard as I'd been back in the room, the head of my own dick peeking above the waistband of my very brief bikini's, making me wish in all sincerity, that I hadn't worn them as at least I'd be as comfortable as Jack was, even though he was embarrassed in being so openly revealed. "Like Brad said," Darlene began, "I don't think you two will be the only ones sporting erections here tonight," she went on, especially with all these hard nipples springing up everywhere too," she announced pointing over towards another middle aged, but very attractive looking woman whose breasts were entirely bare, poking through a peek-a-boo type of a evening gown that had no intention of being worn or in covering her breasts. She had incredibly large thick nipples, so it was easy to see why she had chosen her particular night wear, she loved showing herself off, and with good reason. Within a short period of time, the room had finally filled to capacity, laughter, conversation and the sound of drinks being served filled the entire room. Finally, the host of the evening arrived, wearing a pair of bright red silk pajamas. After gathering everyone's attention he then made an announcement. "Thank you everyone for coming...and I hope that by the end of the evening, that can also be taken another way!" He paused momentarily for the laughter along with a few whistles and catcalls at his comment to settle down. "And now, as a way of getting acquainted, meeting others like yourselves who've joined us on what we hope to be a very exciting, and very erotic cruise..." he again paused looking about the room with a mischievous smile on his face, "we'd like to open up the evenings entertainment with what we call "Ladies choice". Now then, Ladies? No fair choosing your own partner to dance with, after all, you can do that at home," he again paused amidst laughter. "So...now's your opportunity to step out, select some strange handsome, half naked stranger...and ask him to dance with you!" With that, the band began playing a slow sensual tune as the woman, slowly at first, and then suddenly much more quickly began to stand and head off seeking available half naked, or sexily attired dance partners. Darlene and Beverly had it easy, asking Jack and I to dance, though we both stood with hard firm erections as we did so. Darlene made short work of that as well, reaching down, grasping Jack's prick in her hand, and leading him by it out onto the dance floor. By the time Beverly and I arrived, I noticed we weren't the only ones who had one either. "No doubt about it, this promises to be a very, very interesting cruise!" Even before we'd gone downstairs to attend the party, we'd been given to know that several judges would be circulating throughout the evening. There would be several prizes and gifts being awarded for the most alluring or sensual evening gowns, along with the most slutty or decadent, as well as for the most demure, or less revealing. Looking about at many of the others, I didn't see anyone who I personally thought looked more sensually seductive than Darlene did, a fact that Beverly herself had commented on shortly after they had joined us. Now dancing closely together, it was hard not to enjoy the feel of Beverly's perky firm breasts pressing against my chest. And though her husband Jack tried very hard not to stab his rock hard dick into my wife's tummy as they danced, it was almost comical in a way watching him as he tried not to. Especially when Darlene made it even more difficult, drawing him closer to her as they moved about the floor. The number the band had been playing soon ended however, and everyone stood clapping, I noticed as we all did, that Jack and I weren't the only ones now standing up in full approval. Pleasure Cruise Ch. 01 Even our MC made note of that fact, by announcing it was now time for the "Cock walk" as he called it. "Or rather, a very obscene version of the bunny hop," he then announced once again to a great deal of laughter, though several of those who'd been standing on the floor began sitting down. Surprisingly however, there were still a great many who hadn't, and though I had headed off to do so, Darlene had quickly collared me, ensuring that I remained. "Don't be a spoilsport, we came here to have fun," she said grinning. Likewise, Beverly had forced Jack into staying as well, as he stepped behind my wife, his hands on her hips, his wife's hands on his, and mine then on hers. I soon felt the hands of another woman, turning around to smile, briefly say hello and noticed it was the gal with the enormous nipples and bared boobs who'd sauntered up behind me. "Hi, I'm Brad," I said introducing myself, turning just enough to take her hand shaking it, watching her tits bounce up and down freely for a moment as I did so. "Jocelyn," she answered back, looking down at my cock, sighing. "Damn, makes me wish you were behind me and not in front," she chuckled playfully, though she was soon introduced to yet another stranger likewise with a hardon standing behind her. She smiled, winking at him and then turned back around facing me. "Guess I didn't do so bad after all," she said once again winking. Minutes later, there was a long line of us winding about the dance floor doing the bunny hop. Needless to say, there were indeed a few interesting moments for everyone as people collided, the feel of Jocelyn's heavy breasts suddenly pressing against me, my own stiff prick bumping into the firmness of Beverly's ass in front as we did. No doubt, very similar experiences were occurring throughout the entire line, though it was easy to guess, that had been the purpose in the first place. We eventually returned to our seats, the judges continuing to mill about looking at everyone. People danced, drank, or sat getting to know one another better, just as the four of us where. Midway through the evening however, things started to get just a bit more interesting when again the MC stepped up on stage, silencing everyone. "Alright everyone, this is where we separate the shy, from the not so shy," he grinned. "This next dance is one we call, the let's pretend to dance, while we're actually fucking dance," he announced. Once again there were several nervous chitterlings from a few, though those who had been on this cruise once before, suddenly clapped with excitement and appreciation at hearing the announcement. The MC then continued. "And...for those who are daring enough, as many of you know, I will be circulating amongst you, verifying," he said raising his hands, showing two fingers on each, bending them as though signifying his acceptance that the couple was indeed having intercourse. "And...for each of you who are, they will of course be given a hundred dollar voucher which can be used downstairs in the ships casino," he informed everyone. "So...for those of you bold enough to come out here and dance, or rather fuck..." he again paused, "and still make it look like dancing," he added amongst renewed laughter, "please, pick a partner, even if it's not your own, and come up here and entertain the rest of us shy inhibited types!" I wasn't too surprised when Darlene made no motion to go up and dance, though neither had Beverly and Jack either. But surprisingly, a great many couples did, including Jocelyn, the big nippled gal whose breasts I'd had the pleasure of feeling pressed against my back earlier. What was a surprise however, was that she stepped out onto the floor with an entirely different guy, other than the one she'd been sitting with. It quickly became obvious this one would be an unusually long dance, especially as the band started off very slowly. In a lot of cases, the gowns the women had worn or come in with earlier didn't make it all that easy to actually fuck there on the floor. Many had been forced to remove their panties, if they'd been wearing any altogether. But more than one couple actually came out onto the floor entirely naked, receiving a smattering of appreciative applause as they did. And just as he said he would, as the music began, the MC wandered about the sea of couples ensuring that they were indeed connected. In some cases, it was clearly obvious. One or two couples simply laying down on the floor going at it right in front of everyone, as others danced by trying to be careful and not accidentally step on them. Others...the MC had to lift a piece of material here and there, and then more specifically look, though he quite often made a show of it, directing everyone's attention towards him, only then pointing out the evidence that indeed the couple was engaged in having sex. "Look over there at Jocelyn!" I observed drawing our group's attention towards her. "Would you look at that!" She had gone out onto the floor with a very rugged looking, very handsome guy. He was strongly built, bronze skinned, and now stood before her entirely naked as she helped to finish stripping him right there on the floor. (We would later learn this was in fact Gregory, the day steward on our side of the ship). At the moment, Jocelyn was helping to fit a condom over his prick, only just then managing to roll it entirely down over the length of his rock hard shaft. "Now I know what the party favors are for!" I announced fingering one of the packets that sat inside one of the table decorations there in front of us. There were several different colored condoms in each, Jocelyn had purposely chosen a black one, that looked interestingly unique, even against his bronze colored skin. Once she had it on, she whispered to him, he smiled, and then easily lifted her up, impaling her in an instant as she wrapped her legs about his waist. They then stood together, sort of swaying to the beat of the music which by now had actually increased in tempo as the number changed. The MC soon moved beside them, nodding his head as he watched Gregory's cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and handed her one of the hundred dollar vouchers, watching a moment more, and then moving on. "Wanna fuck?" I said teasing my wife. "I do yes...but not out there on the dance floor, a bit too early for me to do that yet," she said simply. "Perhaps later...out on deck with a slightly smaller crowd might be easier for me to ease into," she said with an edge of excitement in her tone of voice. There was something to be said for having someone watching you while you fucked, and you watching them. That much we had done, amongst and with very close friends. But we'd still never really included anyone else in our relationship, and though we'd briefly discussed the possibility of that happening, we hadn't as yet come right out and said that it would either. As we'd sat enjoying the evening together, Darlene had likewise learned of course that all this was very new to both Jack and Beverly too. Neither one of them having been with, or done anything with anyone other than themselves. They'd both been virgins when they married a few short years ago, and up until now at least, never imagined themselves ever doing anything like that. What I didn't know at the time, was that Darlene had invited the two of them up to our suite for a nightcap after the party was over. When they'd later on gone out to the dance floor to actually dance, just before the results of the night's winners were to be announced for the three best evening attire in each of the categories, she then told me she'd invited them. I looked at my wife curiously. She simply grinned, and then informed me as to what to expect. "Apparently, they're here to watch, and to play with one another only," she went on. "Neither one minds a bit of touching, but nothing more than that. I've already told them we'd be perfectly good with that ourselves...for now," Darlene added. "But thought it might be fun to invite them up to the room later, have a little fun together, watching one another, see how it goes." I grinned thinking about that, my cock suddenly twitching with excitement and anticipation of watching the two of them fucking, while they in turned watched the two of us doing the same. "Alright everyone! We're ready to announced tonight's winners!" Our MC announced quieting everyone down. "For our most demurely...but still sexy, female contestant," he said looking down and about the room, "the winner is...Kimberly Johnson! Kimberly?" He said looking up and about. The spot light suddenly locating her as she made her way forward to stand on stage. I hadn't in fact even noticed her until now, obviously she had kept herself fairly well hidden throughout the night. She wasn't at all unattractive either, but she appeared on stage in a pair of flannel pajamas, that while cute looking on her, they were without a doubt very self containing. The MC then handed her a check and went on to announce the second category as a smattering of applause followed her off stage. "And the winner for our most sluttily attired female contestant is..." Once again he paused, looking about. "Jocelyn Tripp! Jocelyn? Would you and your amazing nipples like to come up here and accept your check?" This time there was an even bigger amount of laughter, especially when Jocelyn actually bounded up towards the stage, her massive breasts bouncing about as she did so, especially when she stood next to the MC, jumping up and down joyously. "If you win, promise me you'll jump up and down a little," I giggled, getting a hard poked finger in the side. Jocelyn was then ushered off stage with a rounding cheer and applause, still bouncing, but more importantly, holding onto her own nipples, stretching them out and away from her breasts as she did so. "She's certainly not shy or inhibited is she?" Beverly said laughing, causing all of us to join her in doing so as well. "And now...for our final winner and contestant of the evening, in the best, most provocative, sensual evening attire...the winner is..." This time he looked up directly over at our table as the spotlight now swung over towards us. "Ms. Darlene Page!" It was weird in a way, hearing my wife called by her maiden name. But we'd decided upon booking the cruise, just in case, and in the event someone might actually recognize her real name, that she'd use her maiden name instead. Even so, she was still a bit nervous having to go up on stage in order to receive her check, which was again a three hundred dollar voucher that could be used in the adjacent casino any time during the cruise. She stood, feeling slightly embarrassed at the attention she was given, as I knew she would. But she proudly received a great deal of applause and appreciation for the way she looked, especially from me. I knew without any doubt whatsoever, that she was indeed the best looking woman there. Shortly after that, the room began to empty, couples heading off back to their staterooms, sometimes alone, or in smaller groups with one another. Obviously many had made new and interesting friends during the evening, just as we had. Not able to afford as nice a suite as we had, Beverly and Jack were anxious to see it and to join us in our cabin for the evening. Shortly after we arrived, I called room service, ordering everyone a drink. We then went out on deck to sit and relax for a bit, wait for our drinks to arrive, and chat, getting to know a little more about one another than we already did. I wasn't at all surprised when it was Mattie than came with the drinks, smiling, telling us that she would be at our beck and call throughout the evening should we need her, once again in a very subtle way, letting us also know that she was and would be available for other purposes as well. "Interesting girl," Darlene stated looking at me. I almost said, "And nice tits too!" But I didn't, though I was certainly thinking it as I nodded my head and answered back. "Yes...she is." It wasn't long before we were all four relaxed and very comfortable in being around one another. The night air was still warm, even at sea, the ocean again as smooth as glass as the ship sailed along. In addition, there was a full moon lighting up the nights sky, which was also very romantic, and romantic and sensual enough, that minutes later, Darlene stood up in front of me, as well as our new found friends, and simply removed her somewhat elegant evening gown, letting it fall to the deck in front of me. "Remember what I said earlier?" she stated. "Well...if you'd like, you can fuck me now!" Jack and Beverly laughed, though the three of us quickly followed my wife back into our stateroom. Although certainly nice, even elegant, it didn't exactly have a king sized bed in it either. But that wasn't what Darlene had in mind. Within seconds she had peeled off the very revealing evening gown she'd been wearing, entirely naked now as she stood behind the back of one of the two sitting chairs in the room. "Fuck me!" she said simply with lust filled eyes, one hand down between her legs uninhibitedly fingering her slit. Without batting an eyelash, I watched as Beverly now did the same, her own gown coming off to tumble about her feet on the floor, stepping out of them and leaning over the second chair in much the same way that Darlene was. And though she didn't say it, her look certainly did as she spread her legs invitingly a part. Jack and I had gotten relatively comfortable in front of one another, sporting our erections, which had been difficult enough trying to conceal. With whatever shyness we might have had or experienced in front of one another no longer there, we both slipped out of our robes, each of us sporting hard firm pricks and stepped behind our respective wives. It was erotic as hell to see Beverly reaching back, grasping her husband's cock and then placing it at the entry of her pussy. Even as I watched this, Darlene now did the exact same thing to me until I felt the head of my dick resting against the hot wet folds of my own wife's sweet slit. "I want to watch your dick slide in and out of your wife's cunt," Darlene growled wantonly. She loved seeing that. During the times we'd watched a few porn movies together, Darlene had loved it when I slid in and out of her in the exact same way that the actors in the movie did, eventually increasing the tempo and depth of penetration just as they did. She really did have a fascination for watching another couple fuck, so I knew she was aroused beyond reason already and becoming more and more excited by the moment. "But please...fuck her slowly for me at first," she asked him. Standing at the appropriate angles to one another, Jack slowly slid inside his wife, just as I slid into mine, copying his moves as I knew Darlene would be expecting me to do. As we began, watching the two of them, with them watching us, Darlene reached up beginning to fondle her breasts. Seeing her doing that, Beverly likewise grinned, now emulating my wife's actions and began fondling her own as the two girls braced themselves against the backs of the chairs, Jack and I torturously sliding in and out of our wive's respective cunts. We hadn't closed the curtains to our stateroom, something that hadn't dawned on us until a few moments later. Mattie had returned to check to see if we wanted something more to drink, now standing outside on the deck looking in at us, Darlene grinned waving her to come inside. "Can I ah...get you anything?" Mattie asked with an obvious look of desire on her face. "Yes, you can entertain us even more by getting naked, lying on the bed, and touching yourself while we fuck, watching you doing it," Darlene literally commanded her. The one thing you have to realize and know about Darlene, she was normally this somewhat shy reserved woman, sensual yes, but initially not the type of person she could turn into, doing an about face three hundred and sixty degrees just a short while later. Once she had however, she became wilder than you could ever imagine, even though it might take her a while in getting there. After that, even I didn't know half the time just to what extent she was ready and willing to let herself go. At the moment, it was obvious she was in the mood to dictate the situation amongst everyone. As Mattie crossed over to the bed, shedding clothes as she did, she proceeded to lie there looking up towards my wife. I hid a smile upon seeing that, it was evident she'd already made the connection here that Darlene for whatever reason, was in charge. "Spread your legs...your lips, show us your cunt!" she said hotly as I speared inside my wife's wet dripping cunt, holding it there inside her, unmoving, just as Jack had done. We all watched as Mattie did that, revealing herself pleasurably. "Now...run your finger over and around your clit...slowly!" she cautioned the young woman. Inch by tantalizing inch, I slowly withdrew until my prick was on the verge of falling out of my wife's cunt. Looking over, I then watched as Jack emulated the same motion, Mattie continuing to encircle her clit with her fingers, teasing it playfully. "Now pinch it...hold it, and keep holding it and stretching it as hard as you can for as long as you can!" Darlene looked over her shoulder back towards me. "Fuck me hard...deep...and hold it there until I tell you to do it again!" She instructed me, saying it loud enough so that Jack could hear her instructions, knowing as she spoke she had basically given him the same sort of command. I could see a great deal of strain on Mattie's face as Darlene cried out the word "Now!" I slammed into her with all my might, hearing as well as watching as Jack did the same thing to Beverly. "Again!" she cried out, turning back around to face Mattie. "Slap your cunt! Slap it, hard! Harder! Harder!" she told the young woman, though each time she did so, I rammed my stiff hard cock in and out of my wife's almost gushing pussy, just as Jack himself was now doing. "Make it cum!" Beverly said surprising everyone, the lust-filled tone of voice she had suddenly used informing everyone that she was herself hovering on the edge. "I want to see her cum!" Beverly near pleaded. Smiling, Darlene agreed, "Yes...finger it, fuck yourself with your fingers until you cum for us," she now likewise demanded. "And...I want to hear it when you do!" Mattie was panting hotly, her moans gradually becoming louder and louder as she pummeled her own cunt with her fingers. With Darlene now thrusting back against me, there was no longer any need for restraint. Fucking into my wife as fiercely as it was possible for me to do, Jack and Beverly soon followed suit. The sounds of Mattie's moaning, flesh slapping against flash as the four of us fucked, sounding somewhat like an echo as we did so. Seconds later, Mattie cried out in a very deep harsh guttural cry of pure pleasure, two if not three fingers still impaling herself, though she simultaneously lay frigging her clit with two fingers of her other hand as we all watched and listened to her climax. It was too much for Jack, his face screwing up in ecstasy as he neared his own joyful release. "Let me see it! Watch it!" Darlene once again demanded of him. "Pull out! Squirt it! Squirt it!" Jack slid from his wife's cunt, his prick just then spewing a massive load of his cream, which shot well over her shoulder landing somewhere ahead of them onto the floor, just as the next one did. Beverly had now slipped her hand down between her legs, likewise frigging her clit just as Mattie had been doing, I felt Darlene's pussy suddenly convulse, gripping me like a vice as she began to orgasm, immediately causing me to jettison my own powerful load deep inside her tightly clenching pussy. After what felt like a gallon of spunk had been shot from my dick inside my wife's cunt, I collapsed down into the chair she'd been leaning against for support. Darlene and Beverly had both wandered over to the bed, collapsing down upon it on either side of Mattie. Jack soon took his seat sitting next to me as the two of us just sat there trying to catch our breaths, looking at the three beautiful and wonderfully naked women laying side by side on the bed together. Pleasure Cruise Ch. 01 To be continued... Pleasure Cruise Ch. 02 I am sure that because of the unusual circumstances the girls had suddenly found themselves in, that it had a lot to do with what happened next. Though I also believe, the encouragement they were also given by both Jack and I as we sat there had a lot to do with it in addition to that. There was very little that Darlene and I hadn't shared or discussed with one another over the course of time. Most of it had been private, sometimes decadent fantasies, curiosities, or desires we'd been more than comfortable in sharing with one another. One of mine of course had been seeing Darlene with another woman. Something she wasn't adverse to, not by a long shot as she'd professed what I felt to be a natural curiosity about that herself. Darlene had shared with me one or two situations where she'd "sort of" fooled around with another woman prior to our being married several years ago, but beyond that, hadn't ever really done anything. Especially either going down on, or having another woman ever going down on her. I could only assume from the little we had learned about Jack and Beverly, that she had even less experience in that regard than Darlene had had. But that too could have simply been because she'd never revealed it, or would admit to it even if she had. Mattie was the first to stir, and upon doing so, had run her hand down the inside of my wife's long slender thigh, down to her knee and back up again. I heard her sigh pleasurably as Mattie did this, sitting up just slightly in order to look over in my direction. With Jack still sitting in one chair, and I the other, I gave her our already talked about "signal" merely smiling with a simple nod of my head as she looked over towards me. She smiled back, and then lay down on her back once again as Mattie too had seen the non-verbal approval given between the two of us. She then smiled at me, rolled, and immediately began to softly run her tongue up Darlene's legs doing what her hands had been doing only moments before. Sensing movement, Beverly opened her eyes, rolling onto her side now watching as Mattie continued the soft flirting tease up my wife's legs moving ever closer to the puffy very swollen lips of her split. Looking over towards her husband, Jack sat grinning, his hand slow-stroking his cock back to another hard stiff erection. Perhaps they had their own signals, or maybe it was simply seeing his hard prick standing up again that caused her to lean over, placing one of her hands around my wife's breast, cupping it, and then lowering her mouth to surround the firm erect nipple, sucking it in as she did so. Once again Darlene sighed pleasurably, her arm coming up and around Beverly's bare back, caressing her with finger tickles as she lay tonguing, and flicking Darlene's hard stiff little tit tips. I had felt my own cock suddenly lurch with renewed interest, taking a brief quick glance over towards Jack as he sat there fisting himself, firmly erect now, obviously very aroused at what he was seeing. I couldn't blame him in the least, now enjoying the feel of my own cock in hand, watching Mattie as she just then allowed her tongue to snake out, finding the sweet little pea of pleasure between my wife's legs. Darlene groaned, arched her back, and literally lifted her ass off the bed briefly in response to that. "Damn!" Jack moaned excitedly. And again, I couldn't blame him, smiling in agreement, feeling a bit of lubrication suddenly leaking out the head of my dick as the two of us continued watching in pleasured amusement, jerking ourselves off. Mattie was really going at my wife's pussy now, her fingers had wormed their way inside, slowly fingering, tickling, and teasing her just as her tongue was doing. I had seen my wife reach out gripping the sheets within her fist in one hand, and all but digging her fingers into Beverly's back with the other as she continued to lavish quick flicking tongue licks against my wife's nipples, alternating back and forth between her breasts, paying homage to each as she did. Hearing her begin to pant a short time later was a sure sign she was rapidly approaching climax. Sensing this, both girls seemed to increase their ministrations and caresses of her body, hands seemed to be everywhere at once, lips and tongues as well, kissing, sucking, flicking licking, driving Darlene wildly insane as she began to writhe in ecstasy between the two women. "Oh my God!" Darlene finally exploded, once again arching her back, pulling the sheets with her as she hung there for a moment almost as though suspended on wires as she somehow unbelievingly held that particular pose. Even Mattie had been forced to come up to her knees, her hands suddenly running beneath my wife's ass, helping to hold her there as she pulled deeply on Darlene's clit, sucking it for all she was worth, just as Beverly was now doing to her right breast, her other hand pinching quite fiercely her mouth neglected nipple. "Holy fuck!" Darlene screamed then, her orgasm suddenly overwhelming her, the next sounds out of her mouth holy unintelligible as she ran them all together, hissing out her pleasure before shuddering back in a near convulsive fit back onto the bed. I hadn't even realized it until that very moment. I'd been stroking my dick, pumping it harder and faster the closer Darlene got to climax, when she came, I felt the first pleasured spurt of my own cock joining her climax, the spunk leaping from my prick tip to land somewhere near my feet, though I only realized that I was even spunking upon feeling it, too engrossed in the unbelievable scene that I'd just witnessed to at first even realize I'd just climaxed myself. I had learned long ago, the harder Darlene came, the more sensitive she became as well, her hand letting go of the sheet as she ran it down between her legs, protectively covering herself against the continued onslaught of Mattie's still lightly flicking tongue. Her delightful, sensual giggles giving further evidence to her pleasure, the giddiness of her high infective causing both Mattie as well as Beverly to giggle along with her. "Now...it's your turn!" Mattie said moving over to place herself between Beverly's legs. I noticed there was no additional look from her back towards Jack, she simply fell onto her back, her legs just happening to be bent at the knee as she did, Mattie using them to even more decadently spread her, revealing the very wet, very slippery swollen pink folds of her sex. Unlike my wife's totally bare, and smoothly shaved pussy, Beverly still had a bit of neatly, closely cropped and trimmed pubic hair. It wasn't dark, though neither was it blonde, a sort of very light brown, even sparse triangle just sitting above that wet looking slit. Just as she had done to my wife, Mattie now did to Beverly, easily locating her hard little nubbin, flicking out at it with her tongue, vibrating it like a tiny little finger. It was odd to see and then hear the reversal of roles between my wife and her. Darlene was always generally very vocal, but she'd seemingly lost her ability to speak until actually reaching orgasm. Beverly had said or exclaimed very little all evening, far more reserved and shy in nature, with only occasional bouts of boldness and brashness escaping her lips. Not now however, as Mattie drew her precious little clit inside her mouth and began gently sucking it, Beverly unleashed a diatribe of wickedly erotic feelings that were easily heard by all of us, not to mention whoever might have been on either side of us, or even outside walking by in the hall! "Oh my God yes! Suck my fucking clit!" she literally screamed out at the top of her lungs. I looked over, saw the very surprised expression on Jack's face, though his smile was again about as wide as it had been all evening, if not more so as Beverly continued to express herself emotionally. "Stick your fingers in me please!" she wailed loudly as well. "Fuck my cunt with them, fuck me, eat me, suck me!" she screamed out over and over and over again. I watched as Jack finally stood up, weak in the knees as he wobbled towards the bed. Mattie looked up, saw his approach, smiling, yet still flicking her tongue out at Beverly's clit. When Jack was close enough, she reached out, her hand now grasping his prick, drawing him onto the bed alongside her. She took over for him then, jacking his cock, her tongue still furiously working Beverly's pussy as Darlene's hands now began molding, fondling, and hotly caressing each of Beverly's sweet tender looking breasts. Jack's deep grumbling moan announced the arrival of his pleasures, his prick suddenly leaping in response, the first spurt of his fluids rushing out in a torrent, Mattie holding onto, still jacking his cock, though now aiming it directly at Beverly's cunt. Fascinated, I had stood coming over to watch this myself, watching his cream as it poured from his prick splashing against his wife's pussy, Mattie now licking his spunk at the same time she continued licking his wife's precious cunt. Beverly's screams of rapturous joy filled the air, along with the sound of pleasured giggles and chuckles coming through the wall in the next room as she did so. Long after Jack had collapsed down onto the bed, thoroughly spent, Mattie lay between her legs, softly licking her, lapping up Jack's glistening white spunk, savoring the combined taste of each. It was erotic as hell to watch her as she did this, amazed at myself now as my somewhat flaccid prick once again began to make an appearance. "Wow!" Beverly eventually managed. "That was...incredible!" "Yes, it was..." Darlene added, and then surprised me as she crawled over towards Mattie, glancing only briefly towards me as she did so, leering at the young woman, slithering up and onto her body until she lay fully against her, interlocking their legs together. I stood there, watching as Darlene began to softly, slowly, sensually grind herself against Mattie's cunt. With a faraway look in her eyes, Mattie began grinding back against her, humping herself, meeting each grinding hump she was given with one of her own. I felt my own limp dick remarkably coming back to life as I stood there watching the two of them together, even the sounds of their very wet, very slippery pussies began to manifest themselves, sucking noises coming from each, so hard pressed were their grindings upon one another, the pure sensuality of the moment mind blowing in its nature. And I knew Darlene waited, something she could very often do once she had had one or two climaxes previously. I don't know how she did it, but she could. Waiting until she knew, felt, and soon heard as we all did, Mattie's pant of release, her suddenly cry, whelp, and then deep throated groan as she screamed out the word "Fuck", drawing it out like a several syllabled word. As she did, Darlene joined her, the juices of her quim suddenly increasing, releasing, adding even more erotic sounds to their now combined climax as they lay there, still humping, coming together. ** A short while later Jack and Beverly returned to their own cabin, thoroughly exhausted, but happily satiated. Mattie left as well, though we'd learned she didn't have another shift again until two o'clock the next afternoon, and that Gregory would of course be attendant to any of our needs until then. I caught the brief smile in my wife's face upon hearing that, and especially after we now knew who Gregory was after Mattie had described him, telling us that it had been he who Jocelyn had so unashamedly fucked out on the dance floor. Although I would have preferred to sleep in at least a little, Darlene was up and about early as was usually the case. Most often she got by on less than six hours sleep, and vacation or no, such was the case here as well. But it was the aroma of fresh hot coffee that caused me to stir, hearing the door to our cabin being knocked on, and then seconds later the aroma bringing me awake as Gregory himself brought in a serving cart with freshly baked rolls, muffins and pastries on it along with the coffee. She took pleasure in admiring his strong firm features and muscled, near perfectly sculptured body, almost sighing with regret as he smiled upon leaving, though again assuring us that all we ever needed to do was ring room service, and he'd come back and attend to whatever needs either one of us might have. I found his remark interesting, as did Darlene as she giggled secretly over it, refusing to answer what thoughts she'd been musing over long after he'd left. "So...what's on the agenda for today?" I asked curiously finally slipping out of bed and into a nice fluffy bathrobe, preparing to sit outside and enjoy the crisp sea air along with my pastries and coffee. "Well, there's a nude jog here in just a few minutes that I actually signed up for," Darlene said surprising me. And for a split second, I almost thought to join her myself. The thought of watching several nude women running around and around the deck bringing some interesting thoughts my way, until the realization hit me if I were to do so, that I might very well experience a particular problem while doing that. "And then later...there's a particular class I wouldn't mind attending," she told me pointing it out. "Women only...toy party," I said aloud reading it. "If you don't have one of your own you'd like to bring with you, then select one of several being demonstrated and shown!" It gave the time and location where this happening would be taking place on board the ship. "You don't mind it if I go do you?" she asked curiously. Once again I could only grin. "Not at all, have fun and enjoy yourself," I assured her glancing down at the mornings listed events. "Hey...here's an interesting one!" I suddenly exclaimed, quite surprised by what I now read in fact as I sat there thinking about it. "What?" "Well...it says here, there's a complimentary morning hand-job that is offered and being given out on the pool deck at 9:00 a.m.," I said rereading it, not wanting to have mistaken what I'd actually just read. "Seriously?" "That's what it says," I continued. "Cum...join us," I laughed, explaining that they'd actually written the word come, spelling it as c.u.m. instead for obvious reasons. "Enjoy a nice relaxing hand job out on the pool deck, given by one of our professional staff, men and women available to do so, based on whatever desires or wishes you might have. Holy shit!" I then added realizing what I'd just read. I heard Darlene giggle. "What?" "Oh...was just wondering if Gregory might be there and available for that." I just looked at my wife, shaking my head. "I don't think so, I think that's during his normal work shift, but even if he was...I think I'd much prefer the feel of a woman's hand yanking on my dick." "So...you thinking about going?" Darlene asked curiously. I hadn't been actually, until now. "Maybe, but only if you're ok with it," I asked curiously, wondering if she would be. She did seem to think about it for a moment, and then smiled. "Why am I bothering?" she suddenly announced. "Especially after last night, we're here to explore things, ourselves, and have an adventure. So why the hell not? I mean after all, for all I know, there could be men there at the toy party who will help to show us how some of the toys work!" I didn't bother reminding her that the brochure had said "women only" toy party, though I guess it was possible that a male member of the staff could be there. "So you wouldn't mind if I went?" She came over and kissed me, fondling my rapidly growing prick simultaneously. "No...not at all honey, go enjoy yourself, have a nice relaxing handjob out by the pool, and try to imagine and wonder what I'll be doing at almost the same time myself," she said grinning at me. "And now knowing that, and thinking about it while I run, I'm sure I'll be all nice and randy and ready for whatever when I go to the class!" I watched my very beautiful, very naked wife simply pick up a large towel, dressed in only a pair of jogging shoes, and soon after leave our suite for her morning run. I glanced at my watch, it was barely seven a.m., but already I was beginning to sport an even firmer erection, just thinking about getting a nice long relaxing handjob out by the pool two hours from now. ** Around eight, and only wearing one of the ships robes we'd been given, I wandered out onto the deck and headed towards the breakfast buffet on the rear of the ship. As I did so, I noticed that several people had already situated themselves in deck chairs, most in various states of undress or entirely nude. It seemed that more and more were becoming comfortable in doing so, especially after the party the night before, though I had as yet to stumble across anyone actually having sex somewhere on the ship. With the morning "handjob" being offered, I figured that might again change things to some degree, and was curious as to how many besides myself might actually show up in order to take advantage of the offer. As I neared the buffet table a few minutes later, I wasn't all that surprised to see Jocelyn standing in line with nothing on but a robe similar to mine. It was open however, revealing the fact she had nothing on underneath it, her large pendulous breasts clearly revealed with the crispness of the morning air already hardening those amazing nipples of hers. I couldn't help but stand there staring at them as I stood in line. They must have poked out a good inch or two away from her breasts, thick, fat and elongated far more than any others I had seen. She stood chatting amiably with one of the other male passengers, an older man who I remembered asking the question if it was permissible to simply fuck anywhere on the ship. I smiled, wondering if he in fact had already done that. Seconds later Jocelyn spotted me standing behind her. Her eyes lit up in recognition, she and the older gentleman with her who I soon was introduced to as Brian, invited me to sit with them at their table. As we sat, the small group of runners, including my own wife came by on what I knew had to be one of several laps they had already run. We waved at one another as they went by, interesting to see her jogging amongst several others without any clothes on, especially as a bevy of nicely bouncing breasts, and a few dancing waggling cocks ran by us giving us all something to talk about after they had. "By the way, you planning on getting a hand job this morning out by the pool area?" Brian asked grinning. "Sounds like a damn nice way to start the day off," he added. "Yes, I thought I might go and have a look," I freely admitted. "Do they offer morning finger-fucks?" Jocelyn asked somewhat seriously. "Don't know about that," I responded. "But I do know that Darlene's signed up for a toy party class...women only, around the same time." "Hmm, I must have missed that one," she said grinning. "I'll have to look into that one! But I am signed up for the mini orgy later on this evening, have you?" That one was a new one on me, I hadn't seen anything like that, and said so. "Oh well then, it might already be too late, it's a very popular group activity, though they reserve it for the first six couples. There are plenty of others too though, some with specific themes such as bondage, cross dressing, gay & lesbian orgy's only...that sort of thing." I was certainly curious to find out more about the other group type of activities and made a note to look into that, but there was still plenty of time for that anyway, and Darlene and I hadn't as yet really discussed just how far either one of us was willing to go at this point. Being watched, or watching other couples was certainly arousing and stimulating enough, but taking it yet another step which is something we hadn't really done as yet, not counting her wild little excursion with Beverly and Mattie, was something else entirely. Pleasure Cruise Ch. 02 As Darlene didn't come back around again, I figured that must have been her final lap and that she'd no doubt gone back to the cabin for a quick shower prior to heading off to her toy party class. Having finished breakfast, I then excused myself and decided to head back to the suite. As I headed down the walkway on the outer deck of the ship, I saw a small gathering of people standing by the railing up ahead. I thought at first they had spotted something out at sea and had gathered to watch it. Upon drawing closer however, I then realized why they had gathered together, and what it was they were actually watching. There was a rather tall, very attractive looking redhead who was entirely nude and leaning over the railing. She had fairly large breasts, which actually were hanging over the rails, and another man standing behind her. It was evident they were fucking there on the deck against the railing and several people, including men and women had gathered around to watch. I arrived at what appeared to be the climactic moment as the guy who was fucking her obviously came, and then moments later stepped away, his spent, still dripping cock swinging to and fro as he did so. I was a bit surprised when he thanked her, then grabbed his robe off a nearby chair and headed away. "Anyone else care to fuck me this morning?" She asked wantonly. "Go ahead honey," One woman told her male companion, urging him to do so, and then asking the redhead. "Is it ok if I get a few pictures while he does?" she asked. "Certainly!" The redhead said smiling excitedly, and once again positioned herself over the railing as the woman's husband stepped up behind her, his dick obviously well hard throughout his watching this, as I now felt mine beginning to rise in curious interest as well. I came over, stopped, joining the others as the woman began taking pictures of her husband fucking the redhead against the railing of the ship. I then noticed as we all stood there, one other couple next to me, the wife's hand busily working his prick getting it all nice and hard. At that point she disrobed, now likewise nude herself, though much smaller framed with very small breasts, almost flat chested in fact, though her nipples appeared to be nearly as large and as big around as Jocelyn's had been. Stepping over to the railing herself, the two couples now stood side-by-side, each of them fucking looking over at one another while they did so. This of course caused several other passersby to likewise watch, and moments later yet again another couple joining them. I watched as the woman's husband neared his pleasures, alerting her to that fact, though his wife made it obvious she wanted to try and catch his cum-shot on camera. As he began to climax, he pulled out of the redhead, resting his prick against her ass and began to squirt. Several others besides the wife began taking photos of his very copious spending, though his doing so quickly triggered the orgasm of the couple standing next to him. I stood watching as the petite woman cried out enthusiastically, her partner slamming into her from behind furiously as she did so, soon after likewise pulling out and jettison his own thick creamy wad of cum on her back. Everyone laughed, a few even exchanging names and pleasantries with one another, though I now headed off even more purposely back to our stateroom with my erection fully sticking out in front of me. By the time I got back to the room, Darlene was just stepping out of the shower. Looking down at my hard firm shaft, I was tempted to toss her onto the bed and fuck her right there and then. "Don't you want to save it for the morning handjob out on deck?" she asked me. I glanced at my watch, it was nearly time for that now in fact. "And besides, I don't want to have to take another shower myself either," Darlene mused grinning at me. "So...why don't you go and enjoy yourself, have a nice little cum out by the pool, then tell me all about it later on, and I'll share my toy party experience with you at the same time!" That sounded interesting, though I also told her about some of the other activities I had heard about that morning. We agreed that we might at least look into some of those, talk about it, and see how we felt afterwards. I left Darlene to finish getting ready for her class, and once again headed up to the outer deck and back towards the pool area for my now very much needed morning handjob. It was ten minutes to nine as I wandered out back by the pool. Surprisingly, there were a number of men already there, each having taken a lounge chair after signing up and getting a brief pamphlet handed to them to read and look over. A special area had been roped off for those who had come to partake of the friendly, warm, hands on service. I noticed that there were three very attractive looking women, all wearing a ships logo bikini as they politely greeted all the men who'd come and signed up. I found a place to sit and quickly read through the pamphlet I'd been given, noticing as I did so, there was an additional service being offered. For a small fee, you could in fact have your hand-job video recorded as a souvenir of the event. "Why the hell not?" I thought to myself, and marked off on my form that was indeed something I wouldn't mind having as a keep sake of our erotic, naughty little cruise, which it was quickly turning out to be. In addition to that, again for a small additional fee, the girls were willing to give their hand-jobs either topless, or entirely nude. Various creams, ointments, lotions were also available at no extra charge, some scented, some warming, with a large variety for each and everyone to settle back and enjoy. I decided to go first class, opting for a nude hand-job by the fairly buxom brunette with the long dark hair in addition to having it all recorded for prosperity. I even thought that Darlene might indeed enjoy seeing what I'd experienced, something we could later sit and enjoy watching together. With only three girls, though we were all given a first choice preference on them, as it worked out, I'd be her second customer. A fourth woman, not obviously a part of this particular event, walked about taking drink orders. These were mostly juice and coffee, though a couple of men did opt for Bloody Marys, which she soon brought to us as we sat waiting our respective turns. I wasn't too surprised when the older gentleman sitting next to me had likewise requested the short haired blonde to remove her bikini as she pulled over her cart and set up next to where he was sitting. With everything easily accessible, she then crawled up into his lap as he lay in the lounge chair, grabbing a particular bottle of ointment he'd requested. I watched with a great deal of interest as she poured the lubricant on his very flaccid prick, and then began coaxing it into firmness, very, very slowly. It was admittedly fascinating to sit there sipping on my juice, waiting my own turn, and watching as she did this. When she had finally gotten his prick all nice and hard, she told him, "Don't be shy about telling me what you like, what feels good, and how you'd like me to continue as I jerk you off," she told him. She continued working his cock up and down, ever so slowly. And though there was a maximum twenty minute time limit, I was myself pretty sure I wouldn't use up the entire twenty minutes myself. "Just like that for a bit longer," he moaned leaning back in his chair, though his eyes remained open, watching the subtle, sensual movement of her breasts as she continued working his prick up and down. Across the way, directly in front of me, I noticed one guy had opted for a "foot-job", having also read that any body part except for the mouth and genitals could be used for giving a hand-job. I'd never considered it before, nor experienced it myself, but the guy seemed to be quite enjoying the feel of the brunette's feet, the same one I was waiting on to do me. She had easily captured his prick between both of her well-lubricated feet and was slowly working his shaft up and down using only her feet to jerk him off with. It was obvious, she had done this before, and was quite practiced at doing it. And though it looked interesting, and no doubt felt wonderfully nice by the expression on his face, I was still very much looking forward to the touch of her hands on me instead. Though I did consider the possibility of perhaps feeling her using her breasts to finish me off with at the end. "A little faster now," the guy beside me stated, his tone of voice clearly showing his ever increasing pleasure, not to mention the erotic sounds of the lubricant so abundant, making squishy, juicy sounds on his prick as she continued to sit on his lap, working it up and down. I was again drawn back to the foot-job guy, hearing his low deep-throated moan of pleasure as his cock spunked. I sat watching a little geyser erupt, his juice suddenly squirting up between her feet, sprinkling down like a summer rain all over her feet as she slowed, though still working his cock up and down, actually using her toes now to further caress and stimulate the head of his still spurting cock with. The brunette then cleaned them both off with nice fresh hot towels, softly seeing to it as she did so. Movement off to the side alerted me to the third woman I hadn't as yet seen clearly. She'd been with her customer well off and away from where I was, only then coming forward and introducing herself as Karen to the man sitting on the other side of me. He too asked her to jerk him off in the nude, so it was a nice little perk to likewise see her remove her bikini before sitting down beside him as she began explaining the various and sundry lotions and oils available. "Slap it!" I turned back to the other side, the older guy obviously nearing his own climax, now urging the blonde still sitting in his lap to actually slap his rock-hard cock. Without any reservation whatsoever, she did just that. "Harder!" he told her, and I sat there watching with some amusement as she literally did slap his prick with the palm of her hand, watching as it sprung back and forth wildly for a moment after being hit, before he ordered her to do so again, even harder this time, and faster as well. Almost in a blur, she sat using both hands now, slapping his cock back and forth between them until he tossed his head back, gripping the arms on the lounge chair and began spurting wildly, much to the young woman's delight. And like before, she afterwards began cleaning the two of them off with nice warm hand towels, though his cream seemed to have gone just about everywhere the way she'd been slapping his prick when he came. Had I been sitting much closer to him, I wondered if I might not have been sprayed on as well! "Hi! I'm Kathy," the brunette spoke, startling me for a moment as I'd been oblivious to her approach. "I see here you've also requested a video of your pleasure," she said smiling. "Ah yes," I confirmed as she turned waving another woman over who was holding a rather nice looking video camera. "This is Rachel," Kathy said introducing the other woman. "Although it may be difficult, try and relax and just concentrate on the pleasure I'll be bringing you," Kathy told me. "Rachel will walk around us, zooming in and out as she feels is appropriate, and getting what we believe will be some fun, erotic footage of your hand-job to enjoy later," she assured me. "But, before we actually begin, is there anything in particular that you'd like?" I immediately told her of course that I wanted to watch her doing it in the nude, and then added that I would also like for her to wrap her breasts about my cock when I was getting close and finish me off that way. She smiled, nodding her head. "Yes, a lot of our customers enjoy doing that," she continued grinning. "And I quite like the feel of it myself. Do you cum a lot?" she asked as she began working some warming oil in her hands preemptory to actually fondling me. "It depends, sometimes I do a lot...especially if I've been aroused for any length of time, then usually...yes." "And have we...are we sufficiently aroused now so you might do that?" She asked with the most beautiful smile on anyone's face I'd ever seen. "Ever since I got up this morning I think," I responded back, trying to match that incredible smile She grinned even broader as she stood and quickly slipped out of her bikini. "You've got beautiful boobs!" I said feeling a little silly for telling her that, though she chuckled upon hearing it. "Thank you, I'm glad you like them, but if I remember right, I saw you and your lovely wife at the party last night, now she...really does have gorgeous breasts, I would love being invited to play with them sometime," she told me. "I'll make sure to tell her that...Kathy," I said momentarily forgetting her name, though it had been her hand wrapping around my very stiff member that had caused the brief loss of attention on our conversation. "Is there anything in particular that you like? Something I can do in some special way that you might prefer?" she pointedly asked. "How about, you just start off slow-stroking and fondling it some, teasing it," I unashamedly told her. "And then as we go here, I'll tell you what else I'd like to feel and have you do to me." "That will be fun," she giggled excitedly. "I love it when men are more vocal with us, and share with us what it is they especially like. And also since this is being recorded for you, that way we also get in all the erotic naughty conversation, which I think truly enhances the video recording not to mention the experience! Just let me know when you're ready to have me titty-fuck you," she reminded. "We want to make sure you get that all on film too!" The warm oil felt incredibly good as she liberally bathed my cock in it entirely, even gently coating my balls with it, and then running up her very slick hand ever so slowly up the entire length of my shaft. Upon reaching the top, she grasped the tip of my cock with her fingers, almost pinching it, keeping the foreskin of my prick in place and very taut over the head of my prick as her other hand began the slow sensual slide back down my shaft. "Fuck that's good!" I moaned audibly, hearing a pleased confirmation coming from Rachel as she slowly zoomed in on the movement and actions of Kathy's hand on my dick. "Very nice, very hard looking cock," she murmured pleasantly as Kathy giggled along with her, now purposely making louder, squishy slippery sounds with her hand which she assured me would sound incredibly hot on film. It wasn't as though I had an incredibly long dick, but she sure made it feel like I did. Working it hand over hand now, continuing to rotate, sometimes twisting her upwards and downwards strokes, alternating her hands as she did so, made it feel like I had a baseball bat standing up between my legs. "Oh fuck that's good! Really, really good!" I moaned pleasurably, hearing her response. "You like the way I twist it at the top? And then the way I sort of squeeze and pull on it during the down stroke?" "Fuck yes! I sure as hell do!" I moaned pleasurably once again, looking at her breasts, her hard stiff nipples winking at me so invitingly. "May I?" I asked. "Yes," she giggled as I reached out, running my fingers around the surface of each, feeling them harden even firmer within the palms of my hands as I cupped them, feeling their fullness and their weight as she continued to tease-torture my straining shaft. "Hmmm, pinch the helmet a little," I asked her, pull and tug on it for me some, and then do that twisty thing you were doing again," I added smiling. She did that, plus probing the tiny eye-slit of my cock head with her fingers, the goose bumps suddenly springing up all over my body as she did, now taking her finger tips on each side of my dick head, pinching, holding, and then twisting my prick before releasing it only to repeat the entire process. Moments later, Kathy applied a mixture of a much cooler ointment to my dick, making it tingle pleasurably all by itself, though when she began to slide the tips of her nails up the sides of my shaft, I felt a wave of pure cold pleasure seemingly grip the entire length of my prick, causing me to cry out unavoidably in pleasure. Once again she gripped the head of my dick with her fingers, just twisting the head, her free hand once again sliding down my shaft stroking the wet slick surface of my skin. I was almost there now, and told her so. "Think you can stand for me?" she again giggled. "It's easier to titty-fuck you that way if you can!" I stood, Rachel up until now completely forgotten as she continued to circle around us, now stopping and zooming in once again as Kathy gathered my cock up between her very slick oiled down breasts, pushing them together with her hands, only the head of my swollen purple looking cock sticking up and between that tit-flesh valley as she slid them up and down the length of my shaft. "Try and let us know just before you cum," she asked, so that Rachel can make sure she gets all of your nice hot squirt on film!" Just hearing her say that nearly caused it to happen, though I did even then warn her I was about to do just that. Kathy slowed, and then increased, and then slowed again the caress of her boobs surrounding my prick. She was literally driving me insane with pleasure, and knew it. "Feel good?" she asked unnecessarily. "You enjoying my soft warm titties jacking off this nice hard cock of yours?" "Fuck yes! You know it!" I near shouted, urging her on to keep doing it. "Your tits feel wonderful sliding up and down my cock!" I said almost a little too loudly, swearing afterwards that upon hearing me say that, it had triggered another gentleman's climax. "Hmm, I can hardly wait to feel your nice hot fuck juice spraying all over my tits!" she then stated, and hearing her say that, triggered for me what had been delayed far too long as it was. "You don't have to wait...any...more!" I screamed out just as the first glorious spurt of my spunk leapt from the head of my cock. I sat watching it myself, even amazed a little at the force of it as it exploded, the streamer of juice splashing against her chin, cascading afterwards in an almost continuous squirting spray as streamer after streamer of white sticky fuck juice continued to pump out of the head of my dick as Kathy's hands kept the up and down motion going with her tits working and milking out every last drop until I collapsed back into the chair, thoroughly and completely spent. "That really WAS a big one!" She laughed happily, surprising me as she smeared my essence all over and into her breasts, tweaking her own nipples now when doing so. Almost reluctantly however, and with other customers waiting, she soon began cleaning and wiping the two of us off before slipping back into her bikini, though I'd have made bets there and then she wouldn't be in it very damn long. "Here's my card," she said handing it to me. On the bottom is my room number extension. You can have me paged any time, and I will call you back at the first available moment I have wherever I might be on board the ship," she assured me. "I was serious earlier, I'd really enjoy getting together with you and your wife if you'd like to try something like that." I gave her along with Rachel a twenty dollar tip in addition to the fees for having her remove her bikini for me, then weak in the knees, though thoroughly satisfied, I stood and once again made my way back to our stateroom where I fell into bed for a much needed little nap. ** A while later Darlene returned to the room just as I was stepping out of the shower. She was grinning from ear to ear and held up what appeared to be a rather interesting double dildo in one hand and what was obviously a DVD in the other. Pleasure Cruise Ch. 02 "This..." she said waving about the rather obscene looking toy, "was fucking fun! And wait until you see the DVD of the whole thing later!" she added with a very wicked looking smile on her face. Walking over to the desk, I picked up the one I'd had done. "Looks like we'll both have something interesting to watch and enjoy together," I likewise grinned. I then proceeded to tell her about my experience, and then sat down with her outside on the deck as we ordered early afternoon cocktails and proceeded to talk about her adventure. "One of the games we first played, was pretty hysterical," she told me. "There was this rather shy, somewhat inhibited young woman that actually had signed up for the class. She said she'd never used any toys before of any kind in her entire life, but as this was her honeymoon, her husband had encouraged her to sign up for the class, so she did so more out of curiosity than anything else. Anyway, our hostess, though there was also another young good-looking man there with her who was available to show us how the toys worked and felt if we wanted him to use them on us, was there too. So she then lays out six very life-like looking pricks and said the exercise we were going to do, was try and select which one actually felt more real than any of the others. This girl was then blindfolded. As they were doing that, this guy quickly cautioned all of us to be quiet. At that point, he removed his prick and literally rested it down on the table where one of the other fake pricks had been laying. Everyone knew of course by now what was happening, all except for this young shy woman. So then...she's given the first cock to feel and fondle, and then moves on to the next one doing the same. We're all trying not to bust a gut when the guy steps over, handing her his real prick, which she sits there fondling, playing with and feeling. Everyone thought for sure she'd realize it was the real thing, but she doesn't, and soon goes on to finish feeling the rest of them. At the end, she's asked which one she liked the most, and she of course quite naturally picks the real prick. That's when he actually shows her it was his cock she was actually holding! I thought she was going to die, but she eventually laughed, even though she was at first embarrassed as hell!" Darlene then told me how they had all taken turns trying several of the available toys, all for purchase of course, which had been brought and demonstrated. She and the hostess had at one point demonstrated for everyone else how the double dildo worked, and felt, and obviously looked like. Darlene had been given the one she had brought back with her as a gift for so willingly participating. "I wonder if Beverly might be interested in trying that out with you so that Jack and I can watch? I wondered aloud. Darlene smiled at that. "I bet she would," she quipped. "Especially after I show it to her and tell her how fucking good it felt!" "And speaking of feeling good...why don't you and I have a bit of fun ourselves?" I then asked. "That sounds like a wonderful idea!" My wife told me, standing up, though we were both already naked, and simply climbed down into my lap outside on the deck. We'd just begun to really get into it, enjoying ourselves when the next-door neighbor who shared the upper balcony deck with us came out of her suite. She was perhaps in her early to mid sixties, still had what appeared to be a nice looking body herself, though she was wearing a robe when she came outside. Glancing over towards us, she stood for a moment hesitating as we both looked over towards her, smiling. "Mind if I watch?" she asked. "Not at all!" Darlene assured her. "As a matter of fact, we rather enjoy it when people do, and when we can in turn watch them at the same time!" Hearing this, the woman smiled introducing herself as Madeline. "In that case, I wouldn't mind it if I do!" Removing her bathrobe, she tossed it down into her lounge chair. I was pleased, as well as surprised to see she still had very beautiful breasts, and that her body was in reasonably good shape as well. Though I've always found older women to be very sensual, and very, very alluring. Totally, without any inhibitions or insecurities whatsoever, she leaned against the railing, placing one foot on the stool beside her in order to more easily pleasure herself, and then stood there masturbating her cunt, fingering her pussy, all the while watching the two of us fuck. "Are you two coming to fetish night?" she asked curiously. We'd noticed that was one of the other major planned on events, and had purchased a few items specifically for it prior to our coming on board. "We are!" I told her. "And are looking forward to it...and you?" "Oh hell yes! This is the third cruise I have been on, though unfortunately, my husband passed away last year, so I came on this one all by myself. But I'm certainly still having a lot of fun even though I came alone this time. And have every intention of continuing to do so...like now, watching the two of you fuck so beautifully together!" And fuck we did. The thrill and the pleasure of sliding in and out of my wife's very wet, juicy pussy while Madeline stood there playing with herself, watching us the entire time, was a wonderfully erotic way, towards the start of, what would turn out to be, an incredibly erotic evening together! To be continued... Pleasure Cruise Ch. 03 Admittedly, Darlene and I have always enjoyed being watched while we fuck. There's just something about that, which raises the level of intensity and desire in each of us. For Darlene, it's the trigger, the key that somehow turns over the switch in her otherwise demure, almost shy personality whenever she's not actually on camera. In a way, it's that same metamorphosis for her. The camera coming on turns her into the smart, intelligent professional that she really is. Fucking...in front of someone, turns her into the wicked, devilish, totally uninhibited woman that I so love seeing whenever that happens. Darlene had stood moving over towards the railing. It was one of her favorite positions, being taken from behind, half standing, half leaning over. Madeline continued to watch us, still fingering her split, her look concentrated as she did so. "If I may ask a question of you both," she said smiling. It was a rhetorical question as she continued before either one of us could actually respond. "I was wondering if you'd care to indulge an old lady a request, a particular form of pleasure that I so enjoy." I was buried balls deep inside Darlene's cunt, stopping the slow thrusts in and out of her pussy as we both turned curiously towards her. "What do you have in mind?" Darlene asked smiling at her with an almost knowing sense of her as still yet unasked request. Madeline stepped over closing the distance between us. As she did, she slipped her hand down, forcing me to withdraw slightly as she grasped my cum covered prick, Darlene's girlish fluids clinging to it, though she purposely ensured that the head of my cock at least remained inside my wife's slick juicy pussy. "It is my biggest joy to be in control. To ask, no...let's be honest here," she amended. "To demand and expect compliance with those demands," she now said her eyes taking on an entirely new look. "To bring about pleasure in unexpected ways, to prolong it, delay it, even to the point of denying it until I see fit to allow otherwise," she said now fondling my cock, and then squeezing it hard, before actually yanking it out fully from my wife's quivering slick tunnel. She rubbed the head of it around and about my wife's ass, leaving a nice trail of sticky lubrication as she stood there toying with it. "Since Edwards death, and up until now, I've not been able to fully enjoy those pleasures, or partake of such carnal delights. It is my hopes of course to do so during this cruise, but what I again ask, is that perhaps the two of you consider allowing me to entertain a few of those now." Darlene and I had from time to time entertained and thrilled one another with some mild forms of bondage. We had of course tied one another up in bed, had teased, tickled, and pleasured one another in mild, though delightful little ways, giving up control, being entirely at one another's mercy. At times the sex had even gotten a little rough, a bit wilder than normal, but never to the point where we had caused one another any real pain, or had caused one another to fear being hurt or truly injured. Now however, as we both stood there realizing the implications, this was an entirely new area for us, especially as we'd literally just met Madeline and knew very little in the grand scheme of things, as to who she really was. She seemed to sense our hesitation. "Have no fear," she said smiling, softening her look. "I am good at reading people, knowing what they'll like, what they can tolerate and enjoy...and what they can't. Allow me to just share with you a small taste of what I believe the three of us can all enjoy together," she asked. Once again we smiled, and perhaps that mere act gave permission or approval, I don't honestly remember now, though it mattered not. In the next instant, I first heard as well as felt the stinging slap of her hand coming down on the bare surface of my ass cheek. It wasn't a simple slap either, something else that Darlene and I had both toyed with, dabbled in quite innocently. And it wasn't that it really hurt so much, though it did sting to some extent which took me by surprise, but that it came so unexpectedly and so resoundingly causing me to jump, though I thrust deeply inside Darlene's cunt upon feeling it. Hearing my wife groan pleasurably, I then felt Madeline now soothing my ass with the palm of her hand where she'd hit me. At least now, I knew what to expect, and actually steeled myself for the next one. Once again she caressed, I began to withdraw in order to slam into my wife once again, but again her hand came between us, grabbing me, holding me in place. "Only when I say," she said with those again piercing eyes of her, her hand continuing to draw light tickling circles on the back of my ass. "With my hand..." she finished, the slap once again coming unexpectedly, catching me off guard, stinging yet again, even more fiercely perhaps this time as I involuntarily responded to the sensation, thrusting inwards, Madeline's hand suddenly releasing me at just the last moment. Once again buried to the hilt, she stepped behind, pressing herself against me, sandwiching me between the two of them. She spit, wetting her fingers, I felt her touch, felt her gentle easy probe though I am sure my eyebrows raised up several inches as I felt her middle digit suddenly encircling the tight opening of my ass. I felt her mouth on my back, her tongue and lips kissing, the sudden nip of her teeth, once again causing me to lurch, which I did, just as her middle finger buried itself deeply inside me. "Fuck your wife," she hissed, easing her finger in and out of my passage. I slid out, and then in, feeling another stinging slap of her hand on the opposite side of my ass, her finger impaling me just as firmly on the stroke. "Again!" she commanded. And again, I thrust, hearing Darlene's moan of delight as I impaled her fully, deeply, just as deep as Madeline's finger impaled me. "Again!" she stated, and again I thrust, holding still only for a moment, sudden surprise as the tingling sensation of a too soon release began to manifest itself deep within my balls. I felt her hand, her finger slipping out as she once again stepped beside the two of us. She took Darlene's hand, drawing it down between her own legs. "Pinch it," she said looking at her. Forced to step back, I stood there and watched, amazed to some extent by what I was looking at. "Pull on it...tug it," she said once again. Madeline had taken my wife's hand, placing it on her sex, or rather upon the largest biggest clitoris I had ever seen before in my entire life. It looked like a miniature penis, blood engorged, swollen, nearly the size of my pinky finger, though somewhat shorter in length, though not by much. I saw the look in Darlene's eyes as she realized what she was now holding onto, looking down, smiling in delight as she indeed pressed it between two of her fingers, pinching it, holding it, and then pulling on it as she'd been asked to do. "Suck it," she now told my wife. It was erotically odd to see my wife so obediently slither down the woman's legs until kneeling before her there on the deck. As though hypnotized, Darlene drew the woman's enormous clit in between her lips, sucking it in much the same way that she so delightfully sucked my cock. "Spank her ass," Madeline bade me, looking down and over at my wife, her heart shaped ass so vulnerable as she knelt. Darlene continued to suckle the woman's clit, now very much aware of my presence as I circled around behind her, now likewise kneeling down. "Hard!" She reminded me, nodding her head in approval. This was again something we had both dabbled in, and even as my hand came down on my wife's ass, slapping her, I had done so far less harder than I'd done before in the privacy of our bedroom. Madeline looked at me with a less than approving look. "You can do better than that, and your wife knows it!" she said somehow knowing she did. Darlene had moaned, but not as intensely as I'd heard her do when I'd spanked her before. I spanked her again, far harder this time, hearing that moan, though Madeline again looked at me disapprovingly. "Harder!" This time I wasn't as sure, but I slapped her, felt the sting in my own hand, felt Darlene jump a little, though to my amazement, she didn't complain, or quit sucking Madeline's clit. She smiled at that, nodding her head in approval and then reached down, drawing Darlene back up to her feet. "I'm going to show you something quite pleasantly exquisite," she told her. "But you'll need to trust me, along with your husband a little in order to do that. Will you?" she asked. "Yes!" Darlene responded without hesitation, but the look in her eyes confirmed the fact, that the wild woman in her had emerged. I knew then and there, she was in the zone, ready and willing to do whatever the hell it was that this woman wanted her to do. But then again...so was I. "Good!" She said grinning wickedly, and then proceeded to tell us what it was that she wanted us to do. Even after hearing her explain it, I still wasn't sure. Darlene as well seemed a bit hesitant, but then that wickedly naughty woman inside her took over. To my surprise, she positioned herself as she'd been ask, waiting expectantly for me to do my part. "It's not all that difficult," Madeline told us both. "I've in fact done, and experienced this myself as you'll soon see. It's actually quite erotically stimulating and a hell of a lot of fun!" The upper railing was smooth, rounded and made up of polished brass. It was high enough of course to prevent anyone from accidentally falling over, though from our deck, it wouldn't have been into the water, but onto the main deck surrounding the ship below us. Even then, I was nervous though Darlene didn't appear to be in the slightest as Madeline and I lifted her. Darlene draped her legs over the upper railing, now supporting herself as she hung there upside down. Just seeing her hanging like that took on a look of erotic decadence, the sensation of which sent a surge of throbbing want up and down the length of my rock hard shaft. "Perfect!" Madeline said as we let go stepping back to almost artfully appreciate my dangling wife. Once again she moved forward, inching apart Darlene's legs ever so slightly, the affect of which opened her up even more obscenely than she already was. She leaned forward, her tongue immediately coming out to lap at my wife's very swollen exposed clit as she hung there, twitching, quivering. "Good...now, jerk off my clit," she instructed my wife, "while I suck yours!" Madeline had likewise instructed me to come up from behind her. Using her own slickness, I momentarily fingered her wet juicy split, as my wife hung there beneath her, working the woman's large extended clit, literally jacking it off just as she'd done to me. Assured my finger was well lubed, I applied it to Madeline's ass, quickly locating her own puckered little spot, and slipped the tip inside her. I continued worming it about, and then slid the entire length of it inside as she spread herself more openly, inviting the play as well as giving me even easier access to that particular tight little passage. In the meantime, Madeline licked, tickled, and sucked my wife's clit, all the while having her hanging upside down against the railing, her feet dangling off the side, though she was in no danger whatsoever of falling over suspended now the way that she was. But even I had to admit to the wickedly decadent position she was in, seeing Madeline leaning over, sucking my wife's cunt while I stood there fingering her ass. "Squeeze my tits!" Madeline told me. "Pinch my nipple, as hard as you possibly can!" I knew by now of course that Madeline's pain threshold was far greater than my own, and even Darlene's. I pinched, pulled, and twisted her extended nipples painfully, though it was clearly evident to Madeline, it was perfect. She moaned delightfully, still flicking her tongue into my wife's split, causing her to squirm there against the railing. "Now...slip your prick between my legs, not in me...but between me," she commanded. I stood behind her doing so. "A little more," she instructed. I had no idea what we were doing, though I felt her wet slick lips pressing against my shaft as I pressed myself even more fully against her. Apparently, my wife immediately figured out what was happening. In the next instant, I suddenly felt the tickle of her warm mouth surrounding me, and realized as she did that, she had likewise gathered in Madeline's thick, long little clit. She was sucking the two of us simultaneously! "Oh my God!" I cried out with the realization, my wife struggling just slightly in order to accommodate us, though manage it she did. The fact she had gathered us inside her mouth together, licking and sucking us both seemed to much the perversion that it was, yet so erotically stimulating that I once again threatened to discharge my spunk all too soon. Unable to hold the position for as long as I might have liked, I finally had to step back, though Darlene's pussy was at that precise moment exploding in extreme ecstasy anyway. There were times when I had seen her squirt, though she didn't do it all that often, or certainly every time either. But this was in fact...one of those times when she did. Suspended as she was, her cunt directed upwards so provocatively, even Madeline was pleasantly surprised as Darlene came, screaming out her pleasures which I noted upon standing next to the railing looking down, weren't missed by those now standing below us. Many of which now gathered, looking up in wild-eyed surprise upon seeing my wife dangling there the way that she was, precious clear-liquid eruptions sprouting from her cunt, her spray arching back up and over the railing, some of which fell all the way to the deck below us, garnering applause. Now drained, no longer able to sustain herself, Madeline and I helped to lift her up off the railing and then back onto very wobbly, weak knees. She collapsed down into one of the lounge chairs, her face red with the flush of her pleasure, but to some extent with shy embarrassment too as the persona of her usual self had returned. "Oh my...that was certainly...interesting," she mused still flush in the face, yet obviously pleased at having experienced all that. I was myself on the verge of simply shooting off, without even using my hands! Madeline now reaching down, grasping my cock and leading me back over towards the railing. A few still standing below us, though most now had moved off. Upon seeing us once again near the railing, most stood below looking up expectantly, wondering what might happen next. No one had very long to wait as Madeline made it clearly obvious what it was she was up to. Even I was a bit embarrassed and hesitant at first. Madeline now stood behind me, her full firm breasts pressing against my back, her hands reaching around in front, my rock hard prick now stuck through the railings as she stood there jerking me off. Many below stepped a bit further back, mostly the men, though much to my amazement, two women actually moved inwards still looking up, almost expectantly. "They're waiting for it," Madeline charged me. "Don't...disappoint them." I stood there watching the first jettison of my cream arch into the air through the railing. As though in slow motion, I could see the two, and then three women standing below, actually gauging the decent of my flying cream as it flew out, and then plummeted down towards the deck as they stood there below, waiting for it. Somehow, the weirdness of that very act caused the second, third, and even forth spurts to exceed the first, shooting even further out and forward before gravity claimed them, pulling them down. And though only one splat of cum actually ever reached the mark, it was as though a bride's bouquet had been tossed, and the lucky recipient of it below me the winner of the unexpected surprise. There were giggles and laughter, and moments later more applause as our captured audience below finally began moving off as our sensually erotic show ended. I couldn't help but laugh at the blonde haired woman below me who actually looked up once again, waving, pointing at the area of her breast where my cream had obviously landed hitting her. She showed it off to her friends, almost proud of the prize she now carried away with her as they slowly sauntered off. I now stepped back, rejoining my wife in one of the lounge chairs. "Well I must say Madeline, you are indeed an unexpected delight, and I for one am glad to have met you," I told her quite honestly. "That was indeed, a very strange, though very erotic little experience." She smiled at that. "I'm glad to have met the two of you as well, and hope that we'll again have opportunity to explore a few other things together as well. Perhaps tonight, since it is fetish night," she then added hopefully. We all parted company then, Darlene and I both heading back inside for a shower, and then actually dressing for lunch, something which now felt strange in actually wearing clothing as we'd both gotten so used to not wearing any. We sat enjoying our lunch however, and wondering about the evening entertainment. We of course had a few vague ideas of what to expect, especially with the theme and all. We'd of course purchased a few appropriate items to wear when coming to it, but neither one of us had truly dabbled in anything really too kinky, until recently of course. Dressing up as part of a party, enjoying the look of others was one thing. How far either one of us could actually go, or participate in whatever challenges might be asked of us, or require us to face, was something we could only deal with, when and if it happened. Which of course...it would. ** For those who wished to attend, the "Fetish on the Sea" party as it was called began at 8:00 that evening. Darlene and I were surprised at the rather large turnout realizing that so many would actually attend such an event, but apparently it was in fact one of the more popular evenings planned during the ten day cruise. Darlene had in fact gone out and purchased a few items for us to wear. I wasn't at all sure, or entirely all that comfortable in wearing the tight leather pants, though especially the collar with the chain attached to it, which my wife would be leading me around by. The outfit she'd chosen however was certainly far more interesting. She looked a little like Cat Woman as portrayed by Halle Berry in the movie, though without the head gear. I actually wouldn't have minded her wearing something like that either, but with her long dark hair and a simple eye mask, she looked good enough even then. Her full breasts were certainly an obvious feature, the thin skinned material highlighting every precious curve, not excluding her sculptured ass. But my favorite thing about her particular costume was the strategically spaced zippers that could easily be undone, giving access to the more intimate parts of her entire body. Once again, we were also pleased to see that both Jack as well as Beverly were in attendance as well, though Jack was in fact a bit more uncomfortable as he was indeed wearing a piece of head gear that completely covered his face. Beverly had shown some boldness herself, her leather bra having cut-outs, allowing each one of her nipples to protrude quite erotically through it. A pair of very short, black leather shorts, high heels and fish next stockings, along with several dangerous looking spikes and chains hanging on her completed the ensemble. Not too surprisingly, we all took a table together, ordered drinks, and then enjoyed the parade of sometimes macabre, sadomasticistic outfits seemingly worn by nearly everyone in attendance. But the one thing that the four of us all found quite interesting, and extremely curious, were the various platforms, and props that had been placed about the ballroom area. Obviously there wasn't a scheduled band, though a DJ was playing appropriate music for the night's event. But as I said, the various platforms, stages, with somewhat interesting devices which had been spread about, proved to be an interesting topic of conversation as we all sat trying to figure out what their various purposes might be for. And in consideration of the cruise we were on, the prospects of finding out soon enough would prove interesting to say the least. Pleasure Cruise Ch. 03 The first part of the evening as it turned out, could only be described as a sort of a dog and pony show. There were several masters and submissives, each one being shown off on what was some sort of a judging platform, much like you really would see at a championship dog show. There was much grooming, petting, some of it quite erotically so, along with some obvious obedient commands being given and then offered towards others. Eventually some of the side props were put to use, one of the more interesting, at least as it ended up being for me was what appeared to look like a long table with straps on it. The four of us had wandered over to it, curious as an older gentleman was in fact strapped down on it. Within moments, his mistress/master had given him a rather large, very impressive erection, his prick suddenly disappearing down through the hole in the table, beneath it which sat a couple of other collared and chained men and women. Once he'd been restrained, his arms and legs securely fashioned, his mistress then bared the cheeks of his ass merely by undoing a couple of again strategically placed zippers in his tight fitting pants. Standing on a small step, she selected what appeared to be a riding crop from many such devices that were obviously available for whatever use. When she actually came down with it across his ass, each of us hearing the "twap" as it hit his bare skin, I was immediately reminded of the earlier escapade we'd had out on the deck of our stateroom with Madeline. If I thought I'd had MY ass hit hard, I was sadly mistaken as the woman standing over him made it clearly evident she was only beginning as she struck him again, repeatedly. It was Darlene however that brought something else to my attention as she did that. "Look at those two underneath the table," she told me. I did...and was surprised to see the two similarly collared individuals, dressed very much the way I was, hungrily licking and sucking the guy's dick as he lay there on the table getting his ass spanked. "Well, admittedly that part looks interesting, but I'm not so sure about the ass-whipping thing!" It was then that we heard a familiar laugh coming from behind us, it took me a moment or two to recognize that this was in fact Madeline who had come up now joining us as we stood there. She looked like something out of the movies, she had somehow managed to pour herself into what appeared to be a uniform, complete with cap, and tall very high boots reaching just below the knees. Her uniformed blouse was completely undone however, exposing her more than ample breasts, each nipple clearly showing a piercing, which she'd not shown having had earlier. "Oh come on now Brad, I certainly didn't hit you that hard, and to be honest, I do think you could have tolerated a lot more than that as well. Maybe I should give your wife a few minor pointers in the fine art of the cat'o-nine tails hmmm?" I tried laughing that off, but the thought of having my ass smacked with a whip, leaving it red and welted, wasn't something I was particularly in to. About that time the guy on the table groaned, his semen suddenly spurting out as the two who sat beneath the table happily lapped at it, trying to drink it all down together. The four of them moved off shortly after that, and Madeline once again coaxed us to get on and try it next. "Come on baby," Darlene said getting into it much to my surprise. "I promise, I won't hit you very hard, just for fun...but I'm willing to bet you won't mind having your dick sucked and played with while I am either!" she stated, likewise surprising me at the consideration. I was also surprised to discover, that I really did have an erection, which was becoming more and more uncomfortable with it pressing so tightly against my already too tight fitting black leather pants. "Just don't go getting too carried away here," I whispered to her. "This is only a fantasy, remember?" She laughed at that, but her laugh had a mixture of something in it I had never heard before. I'd begun to think I'd already made a mistake as Madeline and my wife finished securing my arms and legs to the table, making it virtually impossible for me to move or go anywhere, though I did find some minor comfort in the fact that my pants at least, weren't designed to bare my ass cheeks, so there was that. Whatever spanking or whipping I might receive, I sincerely hoped might be cushioned by the leather pants I was wearing. I was still somewhat disconcerted however when Madeline chose what appeared to be a rather nasty looking strop, and then proceeded to show my wife how to use it. I felt the gentle sting, which didn't hurt quite as much as I expected it would, followed by another, and then another. Even those didn't seem to sting all that much, though seconds later the combined impact of all of them was suddenly felt. My ass...even through my leather pants felt suddenly warm and more than a bit tingly. That sensation was quickly followed by another, one I wasn't expecting as I then felt what was obviously a tongue, and then two of them marvelously lapping away at my prick. I looked over to where Jack was standing next to Beverly as I received yet another series of paddling's, this time from my wife, which in fact stung a little more than those I'd been given from Madeline. "See? I told you, you could tolerate more than you realized you could," she informed me. But it wasn't even her comment so much that I lay there listening to, having asked a question of Jack just moments before that. "Who?" I asked curiously, not having seen anyone slip beneath the table, though obviously someone had, and that two someone's in fact were now deliciously gobbling up my hard stiff prick. He looked at me, smiling, though his smile through the mask was still a hard one to see as he spoke. "You don't really want to know now do you?" He said chuckling just as Darlene delivered another fairly stinging blow. "Ouch! That one fucking hurt!" I told her, just as someone all but swallowed my cock from below, turning that brief moment of pain into pure unbridled pleasure. Whoever the hell it was, that was at the moment teasing and sucking my dick, certainly knew what the hell they were doing, it felt damn fucking good. So much so, I didn't even realize that Madeline and my wife were busy undoing my straps in order to give someone else a turn. When I realized I was free, I was actually disappointed, especially as I could no longer feel my dick being played with. I stood up, but whoever had been beneath the table had just as quickly disappeared. Once again I looked over towards Jack, who just stood shaking his head. "Like I said buddy...I'm not sure you really want to know." Shortly after that we wandered around for a bit, sipping our drinks, taking in the sights and the various activities. I did notice that my ass felt rather rosy, and had rubbed it a few times. We'd gone by what appeared to be some sort of "soothing" station, or area, several men and women who'd had their asses attended to even more harshly than I had, were being attended to. Something that actually looked quite nice as soothing ointments were delicately placed and massaged into those very reddened looking areas. "Would you like someone to take care of your red cheeks for you?" Darlene giggled, and then led me by my neck collar over to one of a few empty tables that looked very much like massage, or even examination tables, which had been set up. Another woman, this one dressed in what appeared to be a nurses outfit, though again her blouse was undone all the way to her waist, revealing the fact she had large breasts, no bra, and was obviously unlike any nurse I'd ever seen before, attending to several worthy patients. I happily slipped out of my leather pants, only then taking a backwards view at my ass, surprised to see it as deeply colored as it was. "Damn woman! I told you that last one really hurt!" There was a very distinguishable mark on my left ass cheek, and I honestly think Darlene felt a little bad upon seeing it. "I promise, I'll kiss it better for you later, though I think your nurse here might make it feel a whole lot better too!" She said winking at me as I lay down on the table. It was then that I noticed a couple of other nurses similarly dressed the way that she was, each of them seeing to those who had come seeking some sort of comforting attention. One of which then strolled over towards where I was laying. "Just the basics? Or would you like a full examination?" she asked smiling. I was surprised when Darlene answered for me. "Oh, I think he should have the works, the full on examination," she said with a mischievous look in her eye. I glanced curiously towards my wife, but the wickedly erotic looking nurse was already pulling me down onto her examination table. "I think we have some very soothing lotion you will enjoy feeling rubbed into your ass," she said in what sounded to be a somewhat clipped Italian accent. Her olive complexion, dark hair and dark brown eyes gave her a very sultry look as she rapidly undid the leather pants I'd been wearing, yanking them down off my feet, exposing my somewhat reddened ass. I had to admit, it felt good as she began smearing the soothing lotion into my ass cheeks, though I was simultaneously a little embarrassed at having her do this with everyone standing around watching. It was at that moment I heard the snap of a rubber glove. Turning to look back over my shoulder, I saw a blonde likewise dressed in a very poor fitting nurse's outfit. She had extremely large breasts, most of which could be seen through the only half buttoned uniform top, and it was most obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. I wondered briefly what it was she had in mind when I felt the additional tingle of some sort of lubricant suddenly being administered to my ass, though more specifically, against the tiny puckered opening. Once again I glanced over towards my wife, along with Jack and Beverly, as well as a few others who'd now come over and were standing about watching all this. In seconds I felt a slim delicate finger slide all the way up inside me, shocking me to some degree as I lay there. Even more surprisingly however, as she wiggled her finger about, I felt myself becoming rock-hard, something I couldn't have prevented myself from doing even if I'd tried. "Check to see if he is nice and stiff for us," the blonde nurse asked the Italian vixen now standing beside me. I felt the brunette's hand slip beneath me there on the table, her small fist easily wrapping about my hardening member. "Oh yes...very much now," she grinned enthusiastically. "I believe we can continue on with the examination now," she stated simply, and then asked me to roll over onto my back. Once again, I felt a little silly, especially with so many people standing around, including my own wife, but she continued to smile as the two "nurses" now got me onto my back, the blonde removing the glove she'd been wearing, and now putting on a new one as the brunette poured a different ointment onto my dick. It was cool, tingly, and stimulated my cock without even being touched, though the blonde one again fisted me, slowly stroking my blood engorged prick up and down. "Does he...cum good?" The Italian woman asked my wife. "Does he spill very much spunk?" "Oh yes...very much, especially when he is so highly aroused, like he is now," Darlene giggled as the two girls now stood to either side of me, working my prick up and down together, their hands busily stroking in unison. Already I could feel the sweetness boiling deep inside my balls, the pleasured eruption I well knew only seconds away. Sensing my release, the blonde suddenly produced what appeared to be some sort of a vial, unstoppering it, and then placing it directly over the head of my dick. "For a souvenir," the brunette said smiling, just as I felt the first spurt of my orgasm leap from my cock, shooting off into the far end of the vial as she held it, now capturing each one of my successive spurts as well until I had actually filled the long thin container to overflowing. Pleased with the amount of the fluid I had given her, she restoppered the vial, handing it back to my wife with a smile on her face. "Enjoy your examination?" she asked giving my prick a warm little wash down before I slid off, once again slipping back into my leather pants, though I almost didn't want to. Leading me by the collar chain I still had about my neck, Darlene soon after directed me to follow her out of the main ballroom though we remained inside the ship taking an inward corridor. "Where are we going?" I asked curiously, still allowing myself to led. "Madeline told me of another special room that had been set up, and that we really should check it out," she told me. "But before we arrive, you must know, I am to be pleasured in ways Madeline said I would find most delightful, but only if you're in agreement to be bound and allowed only to watch while I am. Is that something you think you could handle?" she asked somewhat concernedly. "Otherwise, if you're not...or can't, then perhaps we'll just go back to our own room and enjoy one another instead." After what I'd just been through and enjoyed, I didn't exactly feel like I could tell her no, and simultaneously, actually finding myself becoming aroused at the thought of watching her being pleasured, and unable to say or do a thing about it while she was. I quickly let her know that, reminding her that we'd now come to some agreement on this cruise to even more fully enjoy ourselves, and that included some very obvious explorations and intimate contact with others. I could see by the excitement in her eyes, she was already looking forward to this as we quickly located the specially set up room that Madeline had told her about. When we actually entered, I wasn't at all surprised to see Madeline inside, along with a few others. Two additional men I saw where literally bound to the walls, their hands over their heads, though not too uncomfortably. Likewise, their legs were also bound, spread slightly, each one having been fitted with what appeared to be some sort of ball-gag. I was nervously concerned when Madeline saw us, smiled, and took the chain my wife had been leading me with over towards a third empty spot on the other side of the two men. In seconds, she and another woman had likewise fastened me against it. When she produced what was obviously a ball gag, I voiced some opposition to having her use it on me. "You'll get used to it," she told me simply, and then fitted it before I could speak another word. At first, it was uncomfortable and a little unnerving. "Breath through your nose, easy..." she told me. "It won't be nearly as bad then," she assured me, though I still struggled with it never-the-less. Although I was still ill at ease, I couldn't help but look, nor take in the fact that the two other nearly nude women who were in the room with us when we came in, were connected together by their breasts. A long thing chain connecting the two of them together as Madeline now directed the pair to begin stripping off my wife's clothing. As they did that, having to coordinate their efforts and not get themselves painfully tangled up, Madeline stepped out briefly, moments later leading yet another man into the room. He was entirely naked save for some type of head covering that didn't allow him any sight whatsoever. Once again by a neck collar, Madeline led him to the comfortable table that was there, placing him down. She then proceeded to fasten several straps to his arm and legs, the other two girls helping once they had fully and completely stripped my wife. Once again, it was impossible not to notice he had what appeared to be a very large cock, though it was at the moment, very flaccid. Even so, it looked larger than mine did when erect! Even Darlene had noticed it, and looked over towards where Madeline stood quite anxiously. Without a further word however, Darlene was now asked to come over to the table where she straddled him, though not quite sitting on his prick. Using a small ladder, the two women now fastened my wife's arms above her head, and though free to move about below, it was obvious she was now nearly as imprisoned as I was there hanging on the wall. Unable to move, let alone speak or do anything, all I could do was hang there and watch. The two other woman having secured Darlene, now began to caress, pet and toy with her. I watched as they lavished her breasts with kisses, touches and caresses, sucking each one of her hard taut nipples until they stood even more firmly and erect than they had been. Madeline meanwhile had drawn some sort of leather whip from the wall where many others hung, selecting a long thin one in particular which she at first just rested along the guys thigh letting him know it was there. With a sudden snap, I saw it fall against his flesh, leaving a small little red line on his upper thigh. She repeated this several times, and every time that she did, his prick got a bit longer, a bit harder until soon it was standing in all its magnificent glory. And admittedly, it was! I had seen a few fairly large cocks in my time, but never before had I seen one quite this big. Not only was it long, but it was fairly big around as well, and I couldn't imagine even for a moment, that Darlene would in any way be able to accommodate this enormous monster, though it was now obvious, that was to be the intent. Even as Darlene hung there, looking down, unable to touch it in anyway except with her cunt, I could see the nervousness, even fear in her eyes. "Just ride it with your wet slick pussy," Madeline told her, the two women continuing to caress my wife's body, now helping her to move forward to sit more directly upon this thick swollen shaft. Making a slight adjustment in the height of the table as well, Darlene now found herself sitting directly atop of the thick hard phallus below her. As my wife began to slide back and forth on it a bit, the two girls now came over to the three of us hanging on the wall. Stripping off what little clothing the three of us still had on, I wasn't surprised to see the other two men very firmly erect, as I now was myself. The fact I could find this arousing surprised me to some extent, unable to move, to speak, or to do a single solitary thing, was oddly arousing to me. Not to mention seeing my wife sitting astride this enormous cock, now obviously pleasuring herself against it, even though she'd come nowhere's close to making any attempt at fitting the monstrous thing inside her. Now feeling my own prick slowly stroked, fondled by the girls as they took turns attending to all three of us, I became even more aroused, watching everything, feeling it, as Madeline once again approached the table. This time she wrapped her own hands around the enormous member and began using it to tease and tickle my wife's pussy with. By the look on her face, she was obviously enjoying it as Madeline used the tip of his prick to tickle her clit with, the other two girls now directed over, each helping to spread my wife's pussy lips as Madeline worked the man's prick up and down her obviously well lubricated slit. I heard her groan, taking in a deep breath of air as Madeline finally placed the thick swollen knob of his prick at the opening of my wife's pussy. "Lower yourself down on it now," Madeline urged, her hands running up and over my wife's body, soothing her, yet exciting and stimulating her as she did so, coaxing her to slowly and gradually try to accommodate this enormous phallus resting against her pussy. Madeline continued to hold it within her hands, guiding it in, and then my wife's eyes popped open with surprise, the head, and one quarter of his shaft suddenly spearing her depths. She struggled with the chains over her head as though trying to scramble back up their length, but her own weight prevented her from doing that as she slowly found herself being stretched, inch by almost torturous inch, engulfing the rest of the man's hard stiff cock. Pleasure Cruise Ch. 03 "You're almost there honey," Madeline said soothingly, but she had also walked over, once again reaching for yet another whip, this one with what appeared to be several leather leads leading off and away from it. This too she used momentarily to brush against my wife's bare ass, as well as along the legs of the man laying beneath her. I heard his somewhat muffled groan of pleasure, wondered how he could breathe with his head being covered the way that it was, and then heard the sudden "twap" of the whip as it came down on my wife's ass. I think it surprised her more than actually hurting her, but she sunk suddenly even more firmly onto his prick, taking more of it inside her, quite unexpectedly. Her cry at first sounded worried, almost painful perhaps, though her low deep-throated groin immediately afterwards said otherwise. "That's it...just another inch or two more, and you'll have swallowed him with your cunt Darlene," Madeline told her, now leaning over to look, her hand slipping in between them both where she fondled each, though likewise inspecting the amount of his prick not yet buried inside my wife's cunt. The two girls had now come over, kneeling before us, sucking each of us taking turns as they did so. I hung there watching in disbelief as it appeared Darlene finally and at last, managed to fully accommodate the enormous prick she was now completely impaled on. Madeline, still occasionally flicking out at the two of them with her whip, though entertaining herself periodically, using the handle of it to masturbate herself with. The lips that were at the moment wrapped around my cock were already threatening to cause it to jettison my juice, though it was the sheer look of pleasure on my wife's face that was so quickly bringing about that outcome. Never in a million years had I thought that seeing this could arouse and excite me so much, this enormous prick sliding in and out of my wife's cunt as he fucked her from below, his hips coming up off the table, driving into her now as she hung there suspended above him. I heard, and then watched as one of the other two men suddenly cried out, his cock spunking gloriously, one of the girls now jacking it, purposely pulling her mouth and lips away in the nick of time as his cock exploded shooting cum everywhere and all at once, or so it seemed. My wife's cry of pleasure now assaulted my own senses, Darlene thrashing about wildly in climatic release, my own prick suddenly lurching, a hand quickly milking it, jacking it, and pumping out my own spermadic release as I stood there watching, and hearing my wife cum. What I didn't know until several minutes later was that the giant cock had completely filled my wife's cunt with a torrent of cream. Now being lowered again, and set free, the two girls led the still hooded man from the room into whereabouts unknown. They came back moments later, Darlene now laying on the table where he'd been, legs spread, and Madeline now devouring the rich thick cream that had literally started running down the inside of my wife's legs. As Madeline busied herself drinking, licking and sucking out his juice from my wife's pussy, the two girls came over, finally bringing relief to the third guy still hanging on the wall, and who hadn't as yet cum. He did so, almost immediately, the three of us watching as Madeline brought my wife once again to another earth shattering orgasm. Finally released myself, as where the other two, Darlene and I stumbled away, not bothering to dress as we headed back to our stateroom. We hardly spoke as we stumbled inside, collapsing down into the bed, where we held one another, falling into a deep sleep before either one of us even realized we had. To be continued...