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The Cruise

By: English Bob



Judy and Roger were preparing for their holiday. They had been married for three years. They were both in their early thirties and considered themselves to be an attractive couple'. Judy had been married before, but only briefly. Roger knew why her first marriage had failed, it was because of Judy's appetite for sex. Judy and her first husband had been members of a swingers' circle, this was her idea, not his, and after only a few short months, his jealousy had caused them to split.

Roger was fully aware that his wife intended to continue what she referred to as 'The Lifestyle' and reckoned he could cope. It was not as if they were out swapping partners every night, they weren't. But every month or so Judy would go out with her group of select friends and not return until the following morning. She had tried to get Roger to attend one of the parties, but Roger had always refused. He said he would be too embarrassed, too shy to have sex with a lot of other people around. But Judy hoped that this trip would change all that. She had booked a three day mini-cruise with a firm that specialised in Lifestyle parties, and Roger was going with them.

As the taxi drove along the quay side, Roger was feeling extremely apprehensive. He loved Judy dearly. He knew that she had sex with other people, but rationalised that as long as he didn't see it, it would be OK. But this was different. Judy had begged and pleaded with him to come on this trip, telling him that she loved him so much and that she was sure that he would enjoy himself. Well Roger liked sex, liked it a lot. Making love with Judy was always fantastic. She always seemed to know exactly what turned him on, where to touch him, where to kiss him. Maybe he would enjoy this, and Judy had said that if he was prepared to try, but didn't like it, then she was prepared to stop herself and settle into a monogamous life with him. 

Eventually the taxi pulled up beside a luxurious looking yacht. This was to be their home for the next few days. Judy had told him that the party consisted of twelve guests only. Like them, all professional couples and all in their thirties and forties. Grabbing two small cases from the taxi, Roger paid the driver and followed his wife onto the yacht where a suited aide showed them to a sumptuous cabin. As they unpacked, Roger could sense that Judy was becoming more and more distracted, more excited.

"You OK hon?" he asked as he hung shirts in the closet. "You look a little flushed!"

"Yeah, I'm OK. I'm just feeling really horny!"

"What already!?" he replied with a mock sigh. "We've only just put to sea and the pool party's not until tonight!"

Judy had told him about this activity several nights ago. It was supposed to be a sort of introduction thing, but as they all knew each other, with the exception of Roger, it usually just turned into one big orgy. Judy had said that the best way to get him involved, would be to throw him in at the deep end, so to speak!

"Yeah, I know" Judy continued "but I can't help the way I feel!"

"Well, perhaps I could help you out a little then!" Roger walked towards his wife and took her head in his hands. Their lips met in a slow lingering kiss

"Mmmmm...that's nice" murmured Judy

But kissing wasn't what Roger had in mind. He knew what she needed and dropped to his knees in front of her. Judy was wearing a short pleated skirt and, if Roger knew his wife at all, he doubted that there was anything underneath it! As his hands slowly moved up her long slender legs, he knew he was right. No panties! Roger bunched the skirt up around her waist and nuzzled gently into the light fuzz of her mound.

"Mmmmm...ooo that's so nice" mumbled Judy.

As his tongue slipped out towards her already wet slit, the lips unfolded before his eyes revealing her hard little clit. Roger proceeded to lick the length of her pussy lips, pausing every now and then to suck and gently nibble on the clit. Briefly he looked up. Judy, with eyes tight shut was massaging her large breasts through the thin material of the blouse and moaning her encouragement. With a smile, Roger went back to his task. He loved eating pussy, especially Judy's. She appreciated it so much and gave so much in return. Up and down her slit he lashed his tongue becoming more fervent more impassioned, more intense. He sucked her clit, using his teeth to bite gently the way he knew she liked it. It wasn't long before he felt her legs tremble and her hands push his head further into her cunt.

"Aaahhhhhhh yessss.....ooooohhhhh..I'm gonna do it...yessssssssss" cried Judy as the orgasm crashed through her lithe body.

Roger took one more swipe with his tongue causing her legs to buckle slightly and pulled away dropping her skirt as if nothing had happened.

"That will have to do you until later!" he said smiling as he turned back to the unpacking.

Dinner that night was a formal affair. The men wore suits and their partners all wore evening gowns. The meal was pleasant, but Roger could detect a feeling of expectant excitement in the air. He was nicely surprised by the other guests. They were warm and friendly and all quite good looking and they welcomed him into the conversation with a graceful ease. As soon as the meal had finished, however, the mood changed. The guests all started to leave their tables and make their way up on deck. 

Once on deck, Roger could not help but be impressed. In the darkness the stars shone and twinkled brightly. The sea was calm and the air was warm and humid. Several of the guests had congregated around the deck-top pool and were in the stages of getting undressed. Roger guessed that there would be little use for swimming costumes tonight! As he stood looking out to sea, a tall blonde that he had talked to at dinner appeared beside him. 

"Beautiful isn't it?" she whispered softly

"Yes it is" replied Roger "you're Mary, right?"

"That's me! It must be quite hard to remember all the name here" she said as she gently nuzzled the side of his neck with soft lips.

Roger jumped as he felt her had fall across the bulge that had begun to develop in his suite trousers.

"Mmm...and that's not all that's hard by the feel of it!" she giggled "you like to go for a swim?"

Roger was about to say that he was still a little uneasy about this whole situation, when Mary took his hand and placed it firmly over her breast still covered by her cocktail dress.

"Er..well..I..I..I'm not sure" stammered Roger

"You're not sure?" cooed Mary encouragingly as she slipped the top of the strapless dress down and returned both of Rogers hands to her naked breasts.

Roger was finding it difficult to think straight. He looked around briefly for Judy but could not see her anywhere. He was suddenly aware that his hands were gently squeezing Mary's large naked breasts and that she was mewing encouragement for him to go further.

"What the hell!" he thought "I guess this is what she wanted, so enjoy yourself!"

He returned his attention to Mary and smiled. His fingers continued to knead her large left breast and squeeze the hard nipple as his other hand wandered down her body and lifted her skirt. As with Judy, Mary wore no underwear beneath her dress and Roger was treated to the feel of a silky wet pussy on his fingers.

As Mary's hand was busy lowering his zipper, a man nude man and woman walked casually past them.

"Nice to see you're enjoying yourself Roger" called the man as he passed him "Mary will certainly treat you well!"

Roger watched the two briefly as they sat on the edge of the pool and the woman proceeded to give the man who had spoken to Roger a deep long blow-job.

Apart from the odd porn movie, Roger had never seen anyone have sex in front of him before and caught himself staring at the couple. As he watched the man's hard penis slowly disappear into the girl's throat he knew that he was becoming more aroused. He could not drag his attention away as he heard the man moan deep in his throat and slide two fingers straight into the girl's open and wet pussy. He was close enough to be able to see the moisture on the girl's pussy lips as the fingers ploughed deep and long into her depths.

"Hey, are you still here baby?" 

Mary's voice was light and giggly as Roger realised that he had been unintentionally ignoring her. Roger looked down and saw that she had been slowly massaging his prick which was now throbbing to attention.

"I'm told I'm quite proficient at that as well" said Mary with a grin, glancing at the girl giving head and slowly dropping to he knees in front of Roger. 

Roger didn't know which way to look, as he felt the delectable touch of Mary's lips on the tip of his cock. Her tongue swirled around the head bathing it softly with her saliva and then licking in long slow strokes up one side of the shaft and down the other. She repeated this process several time as Roger felt his head spin and the blood pound through his erection. The next thing he felt was a warm wet mouth envelope his hard prick. Further and further into her mouth she took him building up an exquisite suction with her cheeks. Just as Roger assumed she would stop, she tilted the angle of her head and he felt his hard cock slide gracefully into her throat. With a blow job like this, Roger knew he would not be able to last long. The friction from her throat was teasing him beyond control. He drew in his breath and held it, he knew he was about to cum. Not wanting to choke the poor girl with his imminent ejaculation, Roger reluctantly pulled his cock from her throat. As his erection appeared with a soft pop, Mary licked her lips and looked up into his eyes.

Cupping both her large breasts in her hands she spoke softly "mmmm..cum for me honey..cum on Mary's tits...I love to feel it on me..do it now baby"

Pointing his tool at her perfect suntanned tits, Roger let out his breath and stroked his cock with swift jerks.

"Ahhhhhh.oh god.....I'm cumming on your tits baby...ooohhhhh... all over your big sweet tits"

Rogers hips bucked as his cum poured from his cock in strong, regular bursts, coating Mary's breasts as she used her fingers to massage it in.

"Mmmm..lovely honey..that's it ..cum for Mary!"

By the time Roger had recovered from his orgasm, Mary had already stripped of her dress. Standing naked in front of him save for a pair of expensive stiletto heels, she quickly helped his out of his suit, tie and underwear.

When they were both naked, she kissed his lips softly. You know, there's little point in wearing underpants on this trip, they only get in the way!" she laughed.

"Now, lets see if we can find that sexy wife of your's. I expect she's getting fucked by my horny husband somewhere, but I really need her to eat my pussy for me. Oh look! There they are in the pool. Come on lets get wet!"

Grabbing his hand Mary and Roger jumped into the deep end!

To be continued...

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The Cruise



Kevin was a hard-working middle-aged white guy. With all the work, he barely had time for vacation or relationships..not even good sex. He was not really an outdoor sort of person. He decided to go through the bunch of brochures he had lying all over the place. It wasn’t so hard to get reservations with the kind of business he ran. He was specializing in tailor-made trips and ran his own travel agency. Just as he was about to give up, his eyes catch a glimpse of one particular brochure...a cruise. Maybe that was what he needed. After few minutes, he decided that was what he needed. Besides his life was way too planned, why not choose something spontaneous, he thought. He had a week to get onto that ship, so he had to get packed. 7 day cruise, not bad. He locked up the office and went home.

On the other side of the city, Shawna had something similar in mind but had no idea if she would enjoy it, all by herself. She reaches for the phone and calls her friend to ask her if she wanted to come along but she couldn’t, but recommended a good travel agent she had used earlier for her trips. She grabs a pen from the desk and writes down the number and promises to call the travel agency. Business was slow anyway and personal life was very dull after a break-up. Neither of them both knew the other one but as it goes they would be going on the same cruise.

Kevin came in by himself to the bar on the deck for a drink. And on the other side of the deck, Shawna was getting ready to get an evening drink on the upper deck. Kevin chose to sit by the bar and signaled the waiter.

"Good afternoon, Sir! What can I get for you?" the waiter asked, smiling politely at Kevin as he looked up at the menu. 

After a moment of silence, He made a decision on what to drink and ordered a Long Island Iced Tea. The waiter walked away. And as the waiter walked away. Kevin was getting familiar with the new environment, there she was, the most beautiful sight. He wasn’t expecting some excitement from the trip, just relaxation but he saw potential. 

She was, slim, slender, petite, smooth mocca-like skin and medium-length almost dark brown hair, He could not help it but just gaze, and his eyes met her eyes, she had mysterious brown eyes. She had the most edible lips, painted in pinkish reddish lipstick. Her legs were long and slender. She seemed to be expecting someone. He wondered, so he had to find out. So he got up from his seat, and walked straight towards her, his heart thumping so hard, hoping that she was also alone. Trying so hard to maintain his smile, he reaches his hand out and introduces himself. She extended her hand. They were small and dainty, with long slim straight fingers and long nails, painted in bright red almost pink.

"Hi, my name is Kevin and I could not help just telling you how beautiful you are! Are you expecting someone?" He asked. She smiled slowly spreading her pouty lips and said. 

"Nice to meet you Kevin, I am Shawna." Then she proceeded to ask him the same thing. 

"Are you expecting anyone"? Kevin nodded and answered 

"No, just taking a break from work and besides, I always wanted to take a cruise, i just ordered something to drink, and I hope you don’t mind me buying you a drink"? Shawna smiled shyly. 

"Not at all, I am also here taking some time off, personal reasons" she said. 

Kevin led her to his table, and signaled the waiter. There was definitely chemistry between them that was getting harder and harder for them to ignore. They started talking about normal stuff then it got more personal. Shawna had just broken off her engagement to a guy she had known since college and Kevin seemed hesitant to discuss his situation. But after a while he started getting comfortable, and told Shawna that he had not been in a relationship for a while because of work pressure.

"It is hard to balance relationship and work, especially if you run your own business"... Shawna said. 

Then it clicked, Kevin understood that this meeting might lead somewhere, both had businesses of their own. Kevin had his own travel agency, which had expanded and had regional offices, and Shawna had her own advertising agency. As the evening went by, they got more comfortable with each other. Kevin could not stop thinking how it would feel to have her in his arms. He could see her cleavage through the light button-down linen blouse she was wearing, and her nipples peeking. Her skirt was like a second layer of skin, slightly hugging her curves. It was a nice cut and did a good job accenting her perfect round ass, Kevin thought...

He was not the only one; Shawna's mind also was wondering and secretly studying Kevin. He had dark hair, neatly cut, almost a 60's kind of cut, his eyes were a deep blue color, just like the ocean below and his shirt somehow exposed his well toned shoulders were broad. He wasn’t too muscular, just perfect! The waiter suddenly disrupted their sinful thoughts. 

"Excuse me, my shift is just about over, if you would like to have more drinks, the lower deck has a bar and tonight, the dance floor is open if you like to dance too!" 

And he smiled at them. They both looked at each other and laughed. And thanked the waiter. Kevin hesitated asking but he had to so he did. 

"Shawna, would you like to go check out that place the waiter just mentioned"? Then there was a pause.

"Yeah sure, why not, it is not like we have anywhere else to go" and they both laughed. 

Kevin got up, his half erect cock was almost visible through his khaki pants and rushed to get Shawna's chair.

"May I, he asked?" with his hand out.

He took her slim fingers and they were almost moist but very soft. He slid place his hand on her back leading her out. "God she is hot" he thought. He had to have her. They slowly strolled to the lower deck, Kevin waling behind Shawna and of course, secretly staring at her ass and hips. 

The ceiling was 3 storey high, glass and chrome and mirrors everywhere, in the center an oasis. Palm trees and exotic birds filled the air. As she was admiring all these in amazement, she stumbled on Kevin's foot, almost falling into his arms. Her breast just barely touched Kevin's shoulder sending a shiver of pleasure through him. He wished she could stumble more. The feeling gave him an instant erection.

She is so close and overwhelming Kevin's senses. He can feel her breath on his ear. She laughed a lot, she must have been horny or uncomfortable, Kevin thought. He did not want to scare her, so he kept himself composed. There was an empty table and Kevin led Shawna to the table. As Shawna sat down, Kevin noticed the "thigh hi' stockings with lacy edge, the sight almost made him explode. But she pulled her skirt to conceal them. With the music in the background and Kevin found the opportunity to impress Shawna by asking her if she wanted to dance. 

"Yes, sure why not, thought you would never ask", She says.

He took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. He slipped his arms around her waist, at the same time trying to communicate with his throbbing cock to stay down. She felt so warm. And she smelt so good. He pulled her closer and she did not resist. Her breasts were very perky, her nipples were stiff too. He did not know if he should pull her closer than she was. Shawna at the same time was already feeling aroused. And she even got more aroused when his semi-hard cock bulging from his pants brushed on her thigh. 

Shawna whispered into Kevin's ear...

"You can have a taste, if you want!"

Kevin's member rose to full attention. He lost all the composure and kissed her neck, it was long and slender. And kissed her softly on the lips, while his hands slid and rubbed her firm ass. She did not stop him, but instead she asked him if he wanted to go to her cabin for a drink instead. He wanted her so bad and he said he would not mind. They both left the bar and headed to Shawna's room. She pushed the door open and Kevin grabbed her shoulders, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as her soft, small hands reached down and gently felt his hard cock. 

She whimpered. Without looking he searched for the door and pushed it to close. He pressed her back against the wall, unbuttoning her linen blouse. Shawna was moaning as her nipples had become hard from the touch of Kevin's lips and tongue. And he started to lick and suck on her breast and nipples that were already hard as rocks then gently biting on them. He broke the kiss and turned her around, reaching down and pulling her skirt up, exposing "thigh hi" stockings and lacy panties. 

Kevin thought "oh my god, she is gorgeous and horny too!" He told her in a deep, lazy voice, how much he wanted to fuck her. Without hesitation, he put his hands on her thighs and started to caress them. He worked his way up in between her legs, gently spreading them. He led her to the huge bed and gently pushed her on it, so that she was sitting on the edge of it. He then adjusted her closer to the edge. Kevin slowly leaned and gently went down on his knees and started to suck and kiss her pussy. He thought to himself how sweet she smelled and how good she tasted.

She just leaned back and just enjoyed it. His fingers were soft and he was very gentle touching her. She moaned and moaned as she threw her legs over his shoulders and around him pulling him to her pussy even more. He kissed and sucked her until she could take no more but still she did not want him to stop. She could not remember when was the last time she got eaten that good. She shoved two fingers into her pussy and sawed them in and out. She really was wet by now, her clit almost enlarged and double its size. Her moans got louder and louder, the more he ate her up, licking all the juices from her.

Kevin was so horny too, his manhood so hard that he felt like it would rip the seams from his pants. He wanted it buried in her hot cum-dripping lovecave, just as much as she wanted his hard member in her. He stopped abruptly, and then moved up, all the way from her dripping pussy to her flat, sexy belly then her breasts and finally ending up on her lips. She tasted herself on his lips. She kissed him with her tongue licking off all the cum from his mouth then sticking her tongue into his mouth. He kissed her hard. She could tell he also had not sex for a long time. His cock so hard that it almost felt like it could bruise her soft mocca skin. She wanted to taste it so bad. 

Shawna seemed to have lost by now control now. She reaches out and grabs his shoulders, and thrust him on the bed, unzipped his trousers, and his cock sprung out and she took it into her mouth, her tongue licking every part of his hard cock, then taking it all into her mouth as he lay there moaning and twitching pleasurably. Her mouth teasing his cock, massaging it with her tongue then taking it all in her mouth. Shawna's head bobbing up and down slowly. One hand holding his cock and her other hand fingering herself. It was all wet. He wanted to have her all the way, her slender hands reached for his balls and he felt like he was going to explode. She stopped and got off the bed and started peeling her clothes off. He wanted to see this, all evening. She took off her blouse and let it fall on to the floor. She went on unzipping her skirt and wiggling out of it, revealing her hot, sexy body all dressed up in the most beautiful underwear. She was all dressed in wine red matching set.   He almost came. He could not wait, so he got off the bed and walked towards her to help her get off the rest of her clothes, since it was like torture to him. She helped him get off his too. 

Once they were both naked, it took just few seconds before he gently shoved her on the bed and stood there staring at her. Shawna spread her long legs revealing what Kevin wanted to be in, her pussy, love cave. Her cum ran all the way down her ass. Then she lifted her head and asked him in a soft voice.

"Is this what you want?"

Then inserting her 2 fingers into her leaking love cave and then licking it off. Kevin nodded and said, 

"Yes I want to be in there! My god, I could have missed this if I hadn't chosen this cruise."

Kevin had precum on his cock, he was sweating like crazy. He walked towards her and took her finger into his mouth licking it so hard.

"Seems you're ready for him now," he whispered. 

Pointing at his erect pulsating cock and climbing on top of her. She could feel him wanting her. His cock knew exactly the way home. She was so tight as his cock made its way into her pussy. And almost instantly, Shawna's pussy was hugging Kevin's hard cock and holding on to it as he started to thrust her wet love cave which was really, really so wet. Her long slender legs wrapped around his waist as she moaned, he moaned, and it turned to screams of pleasure. She wanted more and he wanted more too. Kevin held her down as he delivered his thrust more evenly, occasionally teasing her with his now very hard cock. Pumping her, cum running down her ass. Pulling out and licking the cum off her pussy and asshole. Her lips now swollen. Kevin then surprised her by sticking his middle finger into her ass and the fore finger in her pussy and her brightly colored nails dig in to his back she came. It must have been more than once. He leaned over and licked all her cum off with his tongue.

Shawna went on her knees and Kevin gently mounted her from the back, her thighs trembling. She was cumming and wasn't stopping. Cum running down her thighs and her screams getting louder and louder as Kevin rode her like a wild animal. His hands massaging her erect nipples, cupping her breasts and his mouth ravishing her slender neck. After few minutes, Kevin collapsed on the bed and Shawna sat Kevin on his back and straddled him. She took his cock up as she slowly lowered herself down on it, Kevin's cock suddenly engulfed by her mocca pussy, her hands resting firmly on his shoulders.

She lowered herself all the way down until his cock was inside her up to the hilt of his shaft that he wanted to explode but he wanted more, more of her pussy. More of her cum-leaking pussy. He took her by her slim waist and lifted her up and down; till she took charge of the penetration then she rode him almost selfishly. She could feel, he was about to shoot his load in her and pulled his cock out. Shawna wanted to see him shoot his load, so she took his hard cock and placed it in between her breasts and massaged it while teasing the head and he shot it up on her face. She did not stop until he was flaccid, then looked up to him and licked up some of the cum off her face. 

Kevin handed her some tissues from the night stand. When she had cleaned his cum off her, he pulled her up and "spooned" with her and fell asleep. Besides it was not like they had to go home because they both were not home...

He loved all of it and so did she and the rest of the 7 days, you just have to imagine..... 



The Cruise



Cindy and Jeff had been on cruises before but never one quite like this. It was an adults-only cruise; no one under 18 was even allowed on the ship. The agreement that they had to sign as a condition of booking passage on the cruise-to-nowhere...four at-sea days...said that "...there will be nudity on board; ... the entertainment will be of an adult nature and may included explicit sexual activity; and that ...viewing public sexual activity between passengers is a distinct possibility." It was meant as a warning of course but it also fanned the imagination of the passengers and made it clear that once on board and beyond the 20-mile limit of US waters there were very few rules.

The first day at sea most passengers were unsure of how far to go. There was a lot of topless sunbathing and very few bathing suits in the pool or hot tubs but aside from some tit-fondling and some bumping and grinding there were really no overt sexual displays. All that changed with the show on that first night.

The dancers...who had been the waiters and waitresses during the day and who had been dressed in the skimpiest thong bikinis and G-strings...were now doing strip acts singly, in pairs, and in groups. Each number was progressively more suggestive until the entire cast was naked on stage. Then a group of the men picked up the lead female performer and carried her on her back around the stage. Her long shapely legs were together and her arms were outstretched. Her head was thrown back which arched her back and caused her probably-enhanced tits to stand high and proud on her chest. In time to the music the men ran their hands all over her naked body as they carried her around the stage.

At the same time the women performers were running their hands over the naked muscular body of a tall black man who stood near the center of the stage. As the music picked up its beat and as the men got more and more erotic with their handling of the woman they carried...smacking her smooth ass with the beat of the music and pulling sharply on her nipples...the woman began to stroke the black man's cock. Even in its flaccid state it was not small; as the women stroked it to full erection though it became impressive indeed! Not so much in its thickness as in its length; it was at least 11 inches long.

With the music beating faster and louder the men carried the prone woman toward the standing black man. The women gathered around behind the man, their hands sliding all over his body, tweaking his nipples and tightly gripping his firm round ass cheeks. They ran their hands over his six-pack stomach but didn't touch his erect cock; it stood out proud and firm all on its own.

The men continued their erotic handling of the woman's body as they drew nearer to the man. Her head thrown back and her mouth wide open the men guided her mouth to the waiting erection and impaled her on the huge shaft in one smooth motion, driving the big cock down her throat and only stopping when her lips were pressed into his pubic hair and her nose was nestle into his balls. The audience went wild! Then in practiced rhythm the men and women pulled and pushed the two star performers back and forth so that he was fucking her mouth and throat in time to the new beat of the music.

Here and there around the audience people began to get caught up in the eroticism. Though only a few people had come to the show completely naked many of the women were topless and either found themselves almost unconsciously rubbing their own tits and nipples or were enjoying the feeling as their husbands or boyfriends did the honors. As the performers picked up the pace of the throat-fuck on stage the action increased in the audience as well. Cindy was having a hard time keeping her eyes open to watch the show as Jeff pulled and twisted on her erotically sensitive nipples. She had come to the show topless and wearing a wrap-around sarong with skimpy panties underneath. The sarong now lay open and her hand was inside her panties as her fingers rubbed over her clit. Beside her to her right she noticed that the woman with huge natural tits had pushed her short skirt and panties off onto the floor and was hammering her finger (or fingers...it was hard to tell in the dim light) into her wet pussy as her husband sucked on one big nipple while pulling and twisting hard on the other. Then she noticed that the man had also shed his pants and was jerking off his stiff cock as he played with his wife's tits and watched her finger-fuck herself.

Cindy managed to glance back on stage and saw that the woman was still suspended in mid-air by many male hands but now the big black man was between her outstretched legs driving his impressive dick deep into her pussy as the music cranked out an erotic beat. Her head still thrown back, her mouth was now coupled tightly to the shaved pussy of another female performer who stood straddling her face.

Cindy looked down to find that Jeff had picked up on the action next to her and he too had his stiff dick out and was stroking it as he watched Cindy play with her own pussy. She stopped momentarily to strip off her skirt and pull her panties off leaving herself completely naked in public for the first time in her life. It was wickedly erotic beyond anything she could have imagined! Jeff followed suit quickly dropping his shorts in the heap of clothes on the floor. He sat back down and leaned over to suck one of Cindy's firm nipples into his mouth and felt a hand wrap gently but firmly around his cock. He was looking at one of Cindy's hands as she jerked off her cunt and he felt her other hand on the back of his head pulling him tightly to her tit. Cindy opened her eyes and through a haze of pure erotic lust saw the strange hand stroking her husband's rigid prick. She looked at the woman to her left who smiled and said between deep breathing, "I hope you don't mind; I can't reach his right now." She nodded to the man on his knees in front of her, his faced buried in her pussy, obviously shoving his tongue as far up her cunt hole as he could.

"Be my guest!" Cindy said as she jammed another finger into her dripping pussy and drove it in as hard and fast as she could. Her natural jealous reaction was buried deeply under a thick blanket of pure lust.

"You mind if I suck on it then?" the woman asked. "God I love a cock in my mouth when I'm getting my cunt licked! Don't you?"

In fact, Cindy did like to suck Jeff's cock while he ate her. Of course that was really only possible in a 69 position. She'd never had the pleasure of multiple partners so had never experienced it any other way. "I guess." Cindy said, way too close to an orgasm to say no to anything.

The woman tugged on Jeff's cock getting him to stand up and face her. She pulled him forward and leaned toward him at the same time, parting her lips and taking the head of his dick in her mouth. Just inches from Cindy's face the woman sucked on her husband's cock, obviously flicking her tongue around the head tasting the salty precome that coated it. Rather than make her feel jealous as she would have thought, however, the scene intensified the wildly erotic feeling that was completely consuming her body and mind.

The woman then dug her fingers into Jeff's ass cheeks and pulled him forward driving his hard cock into her mouth and down her throat. Even above the music she heard her husband let out a long, "Ohhhh!" Her lips buried in his pubic hair she held him there apparently enjoying the feeling of a cock in her throat and a tongue up her pussy. Then she slowly drew back until the saliva-glistening erection was completely out of her mouth. She looked over at at Cindy, gave her a wink, then looked up at Jeff and said, "Fuck me with it." She made an "O" with her mouth and waited for him to shove it in.

His first stroke was slow and all the way back down her throat but as he picked up the pace his strokes became less deep, ending as the head bounced off the back of her mouth. He held her head in both hands and rocked his hips fucking this strange woman in the mouth while his naked wife watched just inches away while shoving most of her hand up her own cunt. The combined total of all that was too much for Jeff and he felt his orgasm approaching like a freight train! 

Cindy recognized his moans and knew he was on the brink of cumming. "Oh yeah!" Cindy said through clinched teeth while hammering her own cunt, "Cum in her mouth! Fuck her mouth full of your cum!"

When Cindy talked dirty it always peaked Jeff's readiness and this time was certainly no exception. But added to that was the woman's agreement. Through a cock-filled mouth Cindy and Jeff cold hear her mumble, "Yeah! Cum in my mouth!" Almost immediately Jeff let out a low groan as the first stream of cum shot from his dick into the back of the woman's throat. She quickly swallowed then took hold of Jeff's cock and jerked it off into her open mouth. Most of his cum went right into her waiting mouth but a few of the spurts hit her face and clung to her lips.

At virtually the same instant, triggered by the intensely erotic sight and feeling of Jeff cumming in the woman's mouth, both women reached their own orgasms. The woman's husband shoved three fingers up her gushing cunt as he sucked on her clit and Cindy mashed her hand as hard into her erupting pussy as she could. As the primal waves blasted through Cindy's body the woman reached over, put her hand behind Cindy's head and pulled her close locking her cum-coated lips onto Cindy's. Cindy had never kissed another woman before but if ever there was an instant to try it that was it! Her soft lips, her quickly darting tongue, the taste of Jeff's cum, and the pure lust of the moment renewed Cindy's orgasm just when she thought it was ending.

At the sight of his lovely wife, naked and with her hand shoved tightly into her own pussy, kissing this equally attractive...and equally naked...woman, Jeff dropped to his knees, pulled Cindy's hand aside and buried his face into her sopping wet cunt. He curled a finger into her wet hole and quickly found her G-spot. He rubbed it hard as he sucked on her clit and got exactly the reaction he was hoping for. She spread her legs wider to give him all the access he wanted and let out a long low moan...muffled by the fact that she was still in a super-hot kiss with their new friend!

As Jeff attended to Cindy's deliciously gushing pussy he realized there was movement going on around him. He looked up to see that the woman's husband had gotten up from the floor and was now straddling above him, one foot on the floor, the other up on the seat beside Cindy. He was leaning in presenting is stiff-as-a-pipe cock to the two women. Jeff kept his eyes focused upward waiting to see what his wife's reaction was going to be but he kept on vigorously massaging her G-spot and lapping and sucking her clit.

The man leaned in until the head of his dick brushed Cindy's cheek; that was the first indication she had that he was there, so wrapped up was she in the steamy kiss and Jeff's expert manipulation of her pussy. Another time and given the ability to think for a second she might have pulled back from the strange man's hard cock in her face...Jeff's having been the only cock she had ever had in her mouth before...had ever even touched before! But hormones raged through her body clouding any logical judgment and the woman gave her no chance to think even if she could. Almost without breaking their kiss the woman turned both of their faces toward her husband's cock and holding the back of Cindy's head pulled her husband forward. His hard cock parted Cindy's lips and the woman continued to suck on her lips as the cock slid in.

The barrier broken Cindy sucked hungrily at the strange cock wickedly enjoying the different shape, the different size, the different taste from Jeff's. Then while lapping at the shaft as it disappeared into Cindy's mouth the woman held Cindy's head so her husband could push his entire length into Cindy's mouth and throat. Cindy enjoyed sucking Jeff's cock and occasionally was able to take him into her throat, overcoming her gag reflex by sheer willpower, but apparently at this state of arousal that reflex was completely suppressed and his smooth stiff member...just slightly bigger than Jeff's...slid in without difficulty. Though she couldn't breathe Cindy felt wonderfully full and deliciously nasty with this strange cock filling her mouth and throat and her nose buried in strange pubic hair.

The woman then held Cindy's head...though she certainly wasn't trying to pull away...and encouraged her husband to fuck her mouth...which took very little encouragement. As he began sliding his spit-covered dick in and out of her mouth the woman played her tongue in Cindy's ear while whispering nasty suggestions. "Suck on it...hard! Don't let him take it all the way out! Keep sucking on that head...that head is yours...don't let him take that from you! Swallow that head when you get it in your throat...make him cum right down your throat!"

Jeff couldn't hear what the woman was saying but it was driving Cindy wild. He had never seen her suck cock so hungrily, so wildly before! The fantastic scene had Jeff's own cock hard once again so he rubbed the head a few times up and down through Cindy's sopping slit and pushed it deep into her cunt. He heard a guttural moan come from deep in Cindy's throat as he shoved into her and began to fuck her as hard and as fast as his awkward position would allow.

It was only then that Jeff realized that his face was nearly pressed against the muscled ass cheeks of the man. Rather than being repulsed, however, he simply looked around him to watch his glistening cock sliding between his pretty wife's lips. He heard the man's breathing becoming deeper and more forced and knew he must be getting ready to cum. The man's wife realized it too and Jeff heard her whispering into Cindy's ear, "Suck the cum from his cock! Suck every drop right down that pretty throat!"

Almost without thinking Jeff reached up between the man's legs and firmly squeezed his balls just as his first spurt shot into Cindy's mouth. He continued massaging and squeezing as the man continued to fuck her mouth and Cindy continued to suck and swallow. Finally, the man let out a low moan and pulled his rapidly softening cock from between Cindy's lips. Almost at the point of exhaustion he rolled to the side and plopped heavily into the seat on the far side of his wife who was still whispering encouragement to Cindy. "Give him a taste of that cum you swallowed!" she said as she pushed Cindy's and Jeff's faces together. His hard cock pistoning in and out of his wife's hot cunt Jeff had neither the time nor the ability to think. He locked his mouth eagerly onto his wife's and sought out the taste she had just experienced. A minute went by as their lips sucked together and their tongues probed while Jeff continued to ram his cock roughly into his wife's cunt. She felt as if she was in a continual state of orgasm as he fucked her yet reached an even higher plateau as he pulled his ready-to-erupt cock from her pussy and jerked it off against her super-excited clit. As he spurted his hot cum all over her pussy and belly she damned near passed out from the intense orgasm that exploded from within her.

Hardly able to catch his breath he collapsed on her lovely naked form, now glistening with sweat and splattered with his juices mixed with hers. Between breaths he kissed he tenderly, still tasting the faint saltiness of the man's cum, and said, "I have never loved you more, Cindy! I hope you're always able to surprise me like this!"

She chuckled and replied, "I'm just as surprised as you! And I love you more than anything!"

Having caught his breath Jeff turned to the man and woman to properly introduce themselves. They were gone! He looked over to see them heading up the aisle hand in hand. In the heat of passion Jeff really hadn't taken notice of either of their faces but as they walked away he noticed that each had the same design tattoo at the top of their left ass cheek. It would give him and Cindy something to look for and a good reason to check out all the asses on the ship!

DAY TWO:

The next day, the first full day at sea, started with a great breakfast buffet. Oddly, even though the ice had certainly been broken the night before, only a few of the passengers arrived in the dining hall completely naked. Virtually all of the men and about half of the women were topless. Bottom attire for men was mostly shorts, bathing suits, or boxer shorts. The women wore bikini bottoms, thongs, or lace panties of various styles. The women who were not topless wore loose skimpy bikini tops, lace bras...many small enough that their nipples were exposed, or loose fitting shirts with plunging necklines. Cindy wore one of her husband's dress shirts, cuffs rolled up, buttoned only at the naval, and a pair of black lace panties. The effect was stunning! Even some of the topless women turned to look when she went by. It's a curious thing that a woman is actually more sexy to most men when she's almost naked than when she's completely naked. Go figure the male mind!

After breakfast there was sunbathing and swimming of course, but the cruise had also organized some adult deck games. In one of the games half a dozen couples volunteered to play "That's My Spouse!". All of the men and women were blindfolded and had earphones put on with music blaring so they couldn't hear anything their spouses might say. The men were then lined up behind a low wall made out of cardboard with six holes cut through it about the size of a fist. The men were told to stand behind the wall, put their peckers and balls through the hole, and then to get an erection. The result was hilarious! Few men outside of porn stars can get an erection on cue in front of a bunch (about 300!) strangers. They began stroking their dicks but with only limited success. Finally the game director had some of the ship's dancers go over and put on an erotic act in front of them. One by one that brought the men to life and the crowd roared with laughter and approval.

Then the women were brought up and directed to kneel on a pad in front of the wall and to put their hands behind their backs. One by one they ichmoved down the line taking each of the six now-stiff cocks in their mouths. At the end they would have to tell the audience which one was their husband. Likewise, the men had to figure out from mouth technique alone which woman was his mate. That alone would probably have been enough fun, but the host threw in a twist. One of the couples was actually part of the set-up and stepped aside to allow the male and female lead performers from the night before to take their place.

When the women got to his 11-inch hard-on they knew immediately that it wasn't their husband but had quite different reactions. Some took it as far into their mouth as they could then simply backed off knowing it didn't belong to their man. One went as far as she could, even getting the head into her throat, but when she realized there was still more, she back off the lapped its length just to see how long it was. She then made another attempt at it but had to give up before nuzzling pubic hair. One woman drew a wild round of applause when after stopping momentarily as the big dick's head hit the back of her throat, she slowly pushed forward and refused to stop until her nose was pressing into the man's curly hair. She then held that impaled position and wiggled her naked butt in a dance of victory.

The female performer demonstrated her complete lack of a gag reflex by smoothly deep-throating each of the men in turn. In fact, she could open her mouth so wide that she was able to suck at least one and sometimes both of the men's balls into her mouth at the same time she had their cock down her throat. The audience loved the performance and the men's reactions.




The Cruise



(continued from "One Night Stand")

The time had finally arrived, I had been waiting for what seemed to be years, but the day was finally here. I arrived at the airport early. I hadn't packed a lot, for me anyway. But I did like to come prepared. I had shopped for several new, hot, sexy swimsuits as well as some very sexy lingerie. I didn't forget the shoes! I had almost an entire bag just for them, stilettos, pumps, strappy sandals, every type of elegant, stylish shoe I could find. I think I have very nice looking feet and enjoy showing them off. I have had compliments on my feet and toes before and find that a lot of men are attracted to nice feet. Of course there were dresses and skirts as well as a few pair of very skimpy cutoffs. I had planned for every possible event, formal and casual. 

So there I was, getting ready to check in. I hoped I had arrived before Elliott. I always preferred to be there ahead of time so that I could become familiar with my surroundings and get comfortable. I decided to go with my hair down, long and flowing. I picked out a comfortable yet cute little dress to wear on the flight. It was a light, pastel pink. The dress was simple with the look of a man's undershirt, the wife beater style, with thinner straps. It had a more plunging neckline that showed just enough cleavage and the material was thick enough so that I didn't have to wear a bra and it not be too vulgar. The material fit tightly all the way down over my ass and down to about mid thigh. I had been tanning regularly and it really highlighted my glowing skin. I wore a pair of white platform sandals, open toed with a strap that wrapped twice around my ankle. The sandals showed off my French pedicure nicely. I had decided to go with a lace white thong underneath.

I went over to check in and checked my bags, two of them as well as my carry on. The woman at the check in counter was very friendly and told me that I was a bit early but she would get my bags taken care of and I could have a seat over by the windows. I couldn't sit and wait so I decided to wander around a bit. I was beginning to become a little nervous and excited. I hadn't spoken to Elliot since our first meeting. I wondered if he had forgotten, or changed his mind. I hoped not. But the ticket was paid for and I was going anyway, with or without him.

I made my way over to the airport lounge. I approached the bar and ordered my favorite beverage, Amaretto on the rocks, 2 cherries. I stood next to the bar, too nervous to sit. I sipped my drink and looked around at the people, in the bar and passing through. I tried to see if I could spot Elliot. Would I be able to pick him out, would he even remember what I looked like? I started to think about our night together, how it was like a dream, now. I felt myself begin to become aroused. I felt a hand touch my elbow and I flinched. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," he said. "I was wondering if you were waiting for someone, could I buy you another drink?" It was just some guy, a stranger. He looked as if he had been traveling for business, shirt and tie, tie loosened around his neck, carrying his jacket over his arm. He was handsome, a little young I think, maybe early 20's. "Well, I am waiting for someone, sort of," I told him. "Thanks for the offer, but I think I will probably stop at one."

"That's too bad," he said, smiling. "I sure could use a little company. If you change your mind, I will be sitting right over there." He nodded towards the bar and then squeezed my arm as he walked away.

I felt a little flushed and a bit tingly. I realized I was staring at him as he walked away. I blushed and quickly turned away. Usually I would be more flirty and open to his advances, but I was anticipating the arrival of my traveling companion and had been thinking about that moment for some time.

I finished my drink and sat the glass on one of the tables as I slipped out of the bar. As I approached the waiting area for my flight I saw him. I thought it was him, standing by the check in counter. I knew it had to be him! Of course I could only see him from behind but I was quite sure it was him. I walked over to the other side of the chairs and turned my back to him, pretending to look out at the planes. I could see his reflection in the glass as he turned around and put his ticket information into his pocket. As he looked up, I knew it was him, I could feel the goose bumps crawl up my arm and up to the back of my neck. Then he noticed me and stopped. I saw him smile and kind of cock his head as he began to walk my way. 

I just stood there, watching him come closer and closer as my heart raced. Then I could feel him right behind me. He wrapped one arm around my waist quickly and pulled me back into him. He used his other hand to move my hair over and kiss me on the neck. I thought I would cum right then and there. I melted. He started to run his hands over my belly and up to my breasts, causing my nipples to pop out at his touch. I closed my eyes and turned my head towards him so he could kiss my mouth. As he shoved his tongue into my mouth I turned to face him and he instantly placed his hands on my ass and squeezed me tightly.

I wrapped my arms around him and ran my fingers through his hair as we stood there kissing passionately. My pussy was so wet as I ground myself into his crotch. I could feel that he was just as excited to see me. I reached down and rubbed his hard cock through his pants and he groaned into my open mouth. I could have thrown myself down right there in the middle of the airport and let him fuck me. I was so happy to see him again.

I pushed myself away and took a deep breath. "Easy sweetie," I said, "give me a chance to catch my breath!" He smiled at me and backed away a bit. He looked me up and down and shook his head. He grabbed my hands and rubbed my arms, raising them up as he kissed my hands.

"It is soooo good to see you!" He said, out of breath, "I was worried that you were not going to be here, this is definitely a wonderful surprise. You look fantastic, better than I had even fantasized." He was almost panting. "I want you so badly, I can taste it." He moved back over towards me and pulled me close as he kissed me again. I knew exactly how he felt!

"Ok, ok" he laughed, "I need to get a hold of myself, I can't even see straight!" "I could use a drink, how 'bout you, a little amaretto?" He winked, "I'm sure we have enough time for just one."

"Sure" I said. "Why not?" He grabbed my hand and led me towards the bar. As we entered the doors, the guy who had spoken to me before was exiting. Elliot stepped behind me with his arm around me to allow the guy to pass. As he walked by he smiled and winked. He nudged Elliot's arm and commented, "Lucky guy."

"Yes, yes I am." Elliot replied proudly. I just giggled and walked inside.

"You know that guy?" Elliot asked.

"Well, we had a moment." I teased.

"Hmmmm, a moment huh? Well if he only knew just how lucky I am!" He grinned. We made our way to the bar and this time I did have a seat. My legs felt a little weak and I felt a little shaky. He ordered us drinks and we sat and sipped as we touched and flirted. I wanted to have my hands on him and touched him a lot. I rubbed his leg and squeezed his thigh. I touched his hands and couldn't resist sucking his fingers a bit. Causing him to stutter and forget what he was talking about.

I sat back on my stool and placed his hand on my knee. I spread my legs and pulled my dress up just high enough to let him have a peek at my little lacy thong. He couldn't help but slide his hand up my leg and lift the hem of my dress to get a better look. He looked directly into my eyes and licked his lips. I reached down and slid my finger under the thin white triangle covering my smooth pussy. I slipped it into my wet pussy and moved it in and out a few times. 

I moved my hand up and was about to put it in my mouth when he suddenly grabbed my hand and stuck my finger in his mouth. He sucked my finger and licked my juices off as his eyes rolled back in his head. I laughed out loud and was fidgeting in my seat. He bit my finger and then kissed the palm of my hand as he pushed it away from me. "DAMN!" he moaned under his breath. "You are so damn bad. I can't even get up and walk now!" He was shaking his head and rubbing his crotch.

"Me, what did I do?" I asked innocently. "I just thought I might like a taste, you?" 

"Oh yeah, I wanted a taste, I want to eat it right here right now!" He was saying with his teeth clenched together. "I am about ready to just get a room, forget waiting for this plane ride!"

"Well, no one said we had to wait for the flight. But it is getting a little close, I'm sure we can find something to keep us occupied during the plane ride." I teased him and winked. Off in the distance I heard them call for our flight. "We should go!" I said and jumped down from the stool. I drank down the rest of my drink and grabbed his hand. I was pulling him like a little girl ready to go for a ride on the Ferris wheel! I was so excited. I couldn't wait to get him alone, on the boat, in the water, in the sand...somewhere exotic and sexy.

We were practically running when we got to the gate! We showed our boarding passes and were on our way down the tunnel to the plane. We were finally here. The day was finally here and it was happening just like I had hoped it would. It was all coming true.

The Cruise - Part 2

We found our seats and put our carry on bags in the overhead. I didn't like the window seats so he slid over and gave me the aisle. I am not much of a flyer and was glad that I had a couple of drinks. I tried to act as if I wasn't nervous but I think he saw through it. He turned his back to the window and shifted in his seat blocking most of the view. He reached out and took my hand. He held it tight and with his other hand, held my chin in his hand and looked into my eyes. "This is going to be a trip you will never forget." He told me. "Think of this as a dream vacation. You are going to have the time of your life." And he kissed my hand. I just smiled and took a deep breath.

It seemed like forever before the plane was ready for take off. But soon we were taxiing down the runway. It was mid morning, almost noon and the sun was shining it was a gorgeous day. I didn't realize it, but we were leaving a day early. Elliott told me that he wanted to be able to get a nice room and relax and take in some of the nightlife in Miami before leaving for the cruise. I was very impressed. The flight was first class, nonstop to Miami. The cruise was to set sail at 4:00 p.m. the next day. We would be in Miami in just about 2 ½ hours. I had never been on a cruise and it was all so exciting and romantic.

We were taking off. I reached for Elliot's hand and he held it with both of his. He motioned for the flight attendant and she came over to us. "As soon as we are allowed, we would love some Champagne." He told her. 

"Could we make that Mimosa's?" I asked. "If that's ok?"

"Anything the lady wants." Elliot replied and then kissed my hand.

"Certainly sir." She said with a smile.

"You know," I said, "you might just spoil me, with all of this attention."

"You deserve to be spoiled." He told me. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since our first meeting. I have fantasized about this moment and the rest of them yet to come." He continued, "I want you to feel special because you are special. If you only knew how you excite me. I have masturbated so many times, just remembering the way you smell and taste and feel. I can't wait to experience it all again and more." "Now I should change the subject, I don't think I can keep my hands off you and look what it is doing to me." He shifted a bit in his seat to show me the large bulge in the front of his pants. 

I leaned over into him and kissed him deeply, plunging my tongue into his mouth. I slid my hand over his hard cock and rubbed it slightly, using my fingernails to tease the tip of it. He groaned in my mouth and moved his hips as I caressed his huge dick. I wanted him, badly. I pulled myself away and lay my head back in the seat with my eyes closed. I opened them and looked at him. My nipples were so hard. He reached over and kissed my neck. His hand moved up my arm and slid down over my tits. I just smiled. Then we both just lay our heads back, staring at each other. 

We were in our own little world when the flight attendant made her way back to us. I noticed she was staring at my hard nipples, straining against the tight pink fabric. "What a lovely couple." She said. Quickly she looked up and seemed a little embarrassed. "Um, u I mean, what a nice couple the two of you are." Her face was flushed.

"Why thank you." Elliot and I said together. And all three of us began to laugh. 

Our flight attendant pulled the cork from the champagne bottle; she had already opened it before bringing it out on her little cart. It seemed so fancy. A crisp white tablecloth covering the top of the cart, a carafe of orange juice and the chilled champagne in a silver ice bucket. Of course the champagne flutes were crystal. She poured the champagne and then a small amount of the orange juice. She handed me mine then Elliott his. "Please let me know if there is anything else you need." She said.

"We will, thank you." Elliot said. She nodded and smiled and was off to help another passenger.

"To us?" He asked as he lifted his glass for a toast.

"Of course," I said, "to us" And we touched our glasses together and sipped our drinks. We touched and kissed and talked as our plane made it's way to Miami. I asked to be excused and walked towards the ladies room. I was so horny. My little thong was wet. I went into the restroom and removed my thong. I used the restroom and afterwards lifted my foot up and placed it on the stool. I had to touch myself. My clit was so aroused, I rubbed it and before too long was fingering my wet pussy.

I thought about our night together and about what would come during our adventure. I was masturbating when I heard a light tap on the door. "Is everything ok?" It was the flight attendant.

"Uh...um...yes, fine." I stammered. "I'll be right out."

"No hurry, I just wanted to check on you." She said. "Are you sure there is nothing I can do for you? It is pretty private back here."

I became a little curious and moved my foot from the stool. I unlocked the door and peeked out. I hadn't noticed but my dress was still raised up almost around my waist, my thong lying on the floor next to my feet. "Oh shit! Sorry!" I said. As I started to smooth my dress down.

"Please, let me help, I am here to make your flight enjoyable." She said and before I could react she was down on one knee in front of me. Her black uniform skirt had risen up her thigh exposing her naked pussy. She had both of her hands on my hips as she began to slide them up under my dress. Her hands continued up reaching my breasts. As she began to pinch and massage my nipples her mouth was exploring my pussy. It felt incredible. I had been almost ready to cum when she interrupted me. My pussy was so aroused, her tongue began to move up and down between my cunt lips and suddenly she sucked my hard clit into her mouth. She continued rubbing and fondling my tits as her incredible mouth devoured my cunt. 

She slid her hands down to my hips again and them slid them around to my ass cheeks. She was groping at them and spreading them opened. She began to move, never taking her mouth from my snatch, gently leading me backwards into the bathroom. I slipped back into the tiny room and sat down on the edge of the toilet. She lifted my legs and placed them up onto the ledge, exposing my wide-open pussy. Quickly she had both hands down at my wet snatch. She opened my lips and plunged her face deep between my legs.

I couldn't resist, she was eating my cunt so well, I reached down and grabbed her head as I began to fuck her face. Oh my God, it was amazing. She was licking and sucking and fingering my cunt! I threw my head back and spread my legs wide. I wanted her to make me cum and I was so ready. She grabbed my legs and held them up as she ran her hard tongue down to my tight asshole! "Oh FUCK!" I yelled. "Oh yeah, eat that pussy, lick that ass!" "OH FUCK, it is soooo fucking good!" 

She moved her tongue up and down from pussy to ass over and over, and then plunged a finger deep in my ass as she sucked at my hard clit! She was very talented! "OH YES, you fucking bitch!" I pulled her hair and rammed her face into my clit as she sucked harder and pulled at it with her teeth. "Oh yeah, oh yeah that's it...here I cum baby...here I cum!" And at that moment, my cunt exploded! I was bucking and gyrating as she sucked every little bit of my juices out of me. I collapsed backwards onto the toilet as she slowly slid her finger from my asshole.

She gently rubbed my pussy and slid a finger inside me, sliding it out and putting it in her mouth. She sucked the taste from it. "Shit!" I said. "I was so caught up in the moment, how long have I been away from my seat?!" "Look at me, I must look a mess, what is Elliot going to think?!" I shrieked. 

"Well, I must say, I enjoyed the show." I heard Elliot's voice, as he walked around the side of the opened door. He had his cock sticking out from his unzipped pants and was stroking it. It was very hard and dark purple. "Why don't you sit over there next to my lady?" He said to the flight attendant. She obliged. As we sat there next to one another, she raised my dress as high as it would go, exposing my tits. She fondled them and pinched my nipples. She leaned down and began to suck and lick them as Elliot made his way towards us. 

"Oh yeah, very sexy, now my turn, are you ladies ready?" He said. I raised the flight attendant's head up towards mine and kissed her mouth. We both had our tongues out, licking at each other's mouths. Our mouths were wide open as Elliot came closer. He used one hand to stick his finger into my mouth forcing it open wider and then hers as he continued to stroke his hard cock. I reached out and took over stroking him, pulling him closer towards our faces. He reached down and grabbed my tit. "Oh yes, baby, that is so good." He said. I licked the tip of his cock and then shoved it deep into my mouth, shoving it down my throat. "Oh GOD! Oh my God!" He was screaming.

He quickly pulled his cock from my mouth and jacked his cum all over our faces. He was full! There was soooo much cum. He continued to shoot his gooey wad all over our faces. We lapped it up, licking it from each other's faces, kissing each other, licking it from his throbbing cock as he shot every last drop.

"OH FUCK!" He said, stumbling backwards a bit. He put both hands on the wall to steady himself, his cock still slightly hard and sticking out of his pants. I bent down and finished cleaning the cum from his shaft, gently tucking it back in and zipping him up. "You two are just fucking unbelievable!" He said. "That was like something from a dream!"

I stood up and reached for the water in the sink. There were several nice clean washcloths folded neatly in the corner. I got one of them wet and wiped our flight attendant's face off with it, then kissed her gently. "Thanks doll." She replied, "I need to get back to work, it was a pleasure to serve you." She said and winked as she walked away, back down the aisle, straightening her clothes and hair as she walked.

I kinda stood there, shaking my head, "I should clean up too!" I said.

"No, no, no...sit back babe, allow me." He said. I sat back down. Elliot wet another cloth, this time it was steamy. He laid the cloth over my pussy. It was so soothing. He then began to wipe my pussy clean. He did it slowly, methodically, exploring my pussy. He opened the lips and gently wiped them, rubbing lightly at my clit. He then slid the cloth down and back towards my asshole, tickling at it. I was beginning to become aroused again. He was stimulating each little part of my cunt.




The Cruise



"You should stop," I told him. "Shouldn't we wait?"

"I'll be done in a sec, I'm just admiring this little dish. I can't wait to taste it again, it is making my mouth water just thinking about it." He said. Then he finished and put the rag on the sink. He grabbed me by the hands and stood me up. He raised my hands up, over my head and slid my dress over them, taking it off. 

I stood there, naked, except for my shoes. I cocked one of my hips out and put a hand on my hip..."Am I supposed to go back to my seat like this, don't you think people might notice?" I joked.

"I have something for you, I hope you like it." He said and handed me a box. "Now get back in there, I don't want anyone else coming in here! I don't want to share you again so soon!" He reached down, picked up my thong from the floor, sniffed it deeply and shoved it in his pocket. He folded up the pink dress and blew me a kiss as he closed the door.

Wow, I thought to myself. This is going to be fun. I can't believe this guy. He is so sexy, so open, and so generous. I shouldn't be feeling the way I am. I think I could love this guy; it is just one surprise after another! I can't even imagine what will happen once we arrive. I snapped out of it and ripped the box open...oh shit...it's fucking gorgeous! 



The Cruise



"C'mon, you'll have fun!" Rick said.

My husband was trying to get me to go on a cruise on his friend's boat.

"But I would be the only woman!" I argued.

"That's why you will have fun." Rick pointed out.

Rick wasn't fooling me, as I knew it was a plan to let his fiends screw me. Rick was one of those husbands who delight in watching guys fucking their wives, any guys.

Barry Lillicrop is coming." Rick tempted.

Rick knew I had a crush on Lillicrop. We had fantasized about him in bed. Rich had roll played that he was Lillicrop and screwing the hell out of me. He saw how much it always made me come.

Lillicrop was a local distinguished lawyer married to a fashion model. He was an early thirties tall dark and handsome hunk.

"Who else?" I asked.

"I don't know, about a dozen guys in all." Rick said.

I would be the only woman on a boat with a dozen guys. It sure would be an interesting cruise.

"O.K., I'll do it!" I agreed.

Rick smiled, "I'll set it up."

"Zaka" was an old thirty-eight foot wooden derelict built in 1948 according to the carving on her main beam. Powered by a six cylinder Gray-Bonny engine she lumbered through the water at a snail's pace.

Zaka was Brian Chadwick's pride and joy. He had lovingly restored her and kept her moored at the Island Yacht Club's marina. A few minutes out of the marina and we were in the wide expanse of Lake Ontario.

It was a fair September day and the air was still quite warm. There were fifteen souls on board, Barry Lillicrop and an assortment of other horny guys hoping to get their dicks wet. 

We hadn't cleared the last channel marker before the booze began to flow. Everyone was in good spirits including Rick whose wife was the only female on board. 

We set course for the wide-open water. There was a gentle chop and little pleasure boat traffic in early fall, just a few lakers making their last deliveries of the season. 

As the city faded in the horizon the guys got antsy for the action to start.

"How about doing one of your seductive strips for the guys?" Rick asked.

Seducing was the last thing these guys needed, they were ready to screw anything with a hole they could get in. 

Rick put some music on the boom box.

I had had enough to drink that I had the courage to begin what I knew would be lead to my being gang banged. I begin to sway to the music as I unfastened my top.

The cabin was crowded with guys, their eyes all on me. Teasingly I slipped out of my bolero top exposing a well-filled pushup bra containing a pair of 38C breasts.

The hoots and hollers begin, "Take it off!" 

I removed the bra allowing my two mounds of creamy white flesh to tumble out into view.

Large erect pink nipples beckoned to hungry mouths.

I was committed now. Moving bare breasted before my viewers my hands dropped to the button at the side of my skirt. Releasing the button I allowed the skirt to drop around my ankles. I was now standing only in my panties and shoes in front of over a dozen horny cocks.

The panties slid effortlessly over my hips and fell to the floor exposing my hair-covered playground. I was naked and ready to be taken. 

The cabin had been configured for my fuckfest. All non-essential gear had been removed leaving only a knee-high table in the center, which was to be my workbench. I moved to the table as the crowd closed in.

Hard cocks surrounded me. In every direction I looked threatening erections wave like Cobras ready to strike. I close my eyes and lay back.

The first cock slid into me callously, filling my love channel without any tenderness. I was a piece of meat to be fucked.

As my cunt began to lubricate in an effort to ease the brutal assault a second cock slapped across my mouth. A thumb hooked between my teeth and forced my jaw open. Quickly the waiting cock entered my mouth. 

I glanced over in the corner and saw my husband busily engrossed in videotaping my defilement. I did not recognize the owner of either of the cocks that were in me. 

Soon I felt the white rain splattering on my body. Several guys were jerking off over me giving me a cum bath. Spunk landed on my breasts and all over my face a large glob hitting me right in my eye.

Why did I like gang banging? Sure my husband wanted me to fuck every guy I met but there was more to it than just trying to please him. I liked being the center of attention to so many horny guys. To be the recipient of their cum and emotion, to be the release for their pent up sexuality that their wives denied them. Most guys did not want to marry a whore but they sure enjoyed one's company. Today I was their whore. 

I had about my sixth cock in my pussy when I heard Zaka's engine silence. As the boat lost headway the only movement was that of the cocks in me.

I had enjoyed a couple of killer orgasms and my mouth was so much in demand I was no longer able to suck cock, I just held my mouth open as guys emptied their balls into my throat. I must have looked like I had hydrophobia, globs of creamy white cum all around my mouth.

As Zaka drifted in the waves the demands on me were raised, my bulls wanted multiple penetrations.

Multiple penetrations require imagination and dexterity. The object appears to be to see how many cocks can be inserted in my limited number of holes. Before long my ass was hosting one very large cock whilst two others frolicked in my cunt. Of course my mouth was still receiving doses of liquid protein non-stop. 

Lillicrop had been about the third cock in my pussy and been responsible for my first orgasm. He was now in my ass while two of his compatriots' cocks were working my cunt. 

I was fully involved now with multiple cocks stuck in every opening that would accommodate one and sticky white cum coating me like a taffy apple.

Exhausted as I was my cunt continued to contract and spasm as more and more meat was fed to it. I had transformed into a human fucking machine only interrupted by brief periods when my body arched with orgasms.

The day drew to a close as the last of the marathon fuckers used my saturated pussy. Zaka's engine was fired up and a course set for home. 

During the voyage back to port I had an opportunity to talk with my many lovers. All were pleased and impressed with my ability to handle so many guys. I was swamped with requests for my phone number, which I freely gave out.

When I stepped ashore back at the yacht club it took me a while to get my "land legs" back. For a while I walked like I had a cock between my legs.



The Cruise



Disclaimers: 

Mine, all mine. Female loving. No violence. Please, please, please give me feedback. I will cry if you don't :)

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I've been told that many interesting things happen on ships. Well, I was just about to find out. Standing in front of the huge line cruiser, I gaped in awe as I kept raising my head higher and higher, trying to capture its enormity with one glance. I've never been on a ship before and I hoped to God that I wouldn't find out I was sea sick on the 14 days cruise. I've thought about going on a cruise for a while but never found the opportunity. As luck would have it, I won this cruise on radio show. I was the lucky caller who guessed the correct answer to one of their stupid questions, and surprisingly enough, won this luxury cruise. I hoped the ship would last to the end of the cruise. You never knew with these radio shows and their prizes; I for one had never trusted them. 

I climbed the stairs leading into the ship's lobby and was happily greeted by a smiling crew of men and women in white uniforms. The lobby entrance looked similar to any other kind of "land" hotel, with a reception area, where I received my cabin key, stairs leading to the upper and lower floors, an elevator, and a million other passengers crowding around. Quickly making my way through the throng, I found my cabin easily and opened the door. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't on the lowest deck, but rather comfortably in the middle. The cabin was roomy enough for one person, with two beds nailed to the wall on either side of a wooden/metal table. The bathroom was slightly to the side, and a small closet was to the left of the door. Overall, it didn't look half as bad as I'd imagined. It was an inner cabin and so didn't have a window, but I figured I wouldn't be spending too much time in there anyhow, so it shouldn't matter one or way or the other.

I was happily surprised to find that my luggage had been brought up and placed safely in my room. Picking my suitcase up and putting it on the available bed, I began rummaging through, arranging a few of the things I wanted to wear later and hanging them in the closet. Freshening up in the bathroom, I decided to look around the ship and acquaint myself. Locking the door, I traveled down the long corridor and reached the reception area. Going up the stairs, one of the ship's larger lounges revealed itself to me. I stepped inside and looked around. There was a stage near the door, tucked into a kind of niche in the wall, with a large round platform in front, made for dancing. Long leather couches surrounded the platform on all sides, and behind them, there were many chairs and sofas scattered around nailed tables. A seemingly well equipped bar stood to the side, open for business. People were still milling about, trying to acquaint themselves as much as me, I assumed; either that or they were surrounding the complimentary refreshments. Taking my leave, I headed toward the other end of the ship, stumbling upon a second, smaller bar. Continuing straight ahead, I found the dining room, one of them at least, and then decided to climb the stair to the next floor. On the upper deck, I found three swimming pools, a fairly large casino, a second, more exclusive restaurant and another, smaller dance club. Heading back down, I found a movie theater, an equipped gym and three different duty free shops. The ship exceeded all my expectations and I was positively glowing with happiness at having answered that silly question on that radio show I never listen to. This was going to be an unforgettable experience, I could feel in my bones; I just didn't realize how unforgettable it would actually turn out to be.

After the tiring "sightseeing" I decided to go back to my cabin and perhaps rest a bit before the ship left port. An hour later, I was standing outside, on the deck, among hundreds of other people, waving at hundreds more I didn't know, as the ship slowly raised its anchor and began drifting away from the pier. The weather was bright and sunny and the sea was a beautiful blue/green color, calm and smooth. The air was salty and humid though and I joined the rest of the passengers as they walked back inside the cool interior. An announcement rang through the ship's speakers, letting us know that lunch was served in both dining rooms and we were welcome to head on over. Feeling my stomach grumbling a bit in hunger, I followed the forming line and went to the self-service dining room. I wanted to try both and would do so in the fourteen days I was to spend on the cruise. 

Lunch was wonderful, the food was tasty and the throng, though seemingly man-hungry, was quite polite and civilized, making the self-service experience into a rather pleasant one. Stomach full and satisfied, I made my way to the main lounge where I had seen the stage located. I could hear music coming from the room and went to investigate. A live band was playing on the stage. There were four male band members and two singers, one male, one female. They sang in beautiful harmony, interpreting a few of my favorite tunes, and I took a seat on one of the leather couches in front. The male singer had a deep baritone voice that intertwined perfectly with the female singer's light alto. He had on a flashy orange shirt and white pants, and she wore a short black dress with spaghetti straps. They looked good on stage and I was impressed. I always did enjoy fine singing, and talented people in general. 

I kept listening for almost an hour when they thanked the small crowd of passengers and left the stage. I was just about to leave the lounge when one of the most stunning visions I had ever encountered entered the room. She walked across the dance platform, standing with her back to the passengers; she exchanged a few words with the two singers. The two nodded and quickly left the stage to do her bidding. She was wearing a white naval officer's jacket and a white mini-skirt with a pair of white pumps. She had flowing blonde hair that reached past her shoulders and when she finally turned around I noticed the pair of gorgeous piercing blue eyes. Looking around, she barely made eye contact with anyone in the vicinity and left. 

Sitting like a jackass with my mouth probably gaping open and drooling, I tried to collect myself and spring from my glued spot on the couch. The leather made a squeaky noise, causing the remaining band members to turn my way. I smiled crookedly and said, "You guys were great." 

The guys smiled back at me and thanked me. Before I could rush out after the knock out blonde and make her acquaintance, the band members came over to me. I'm not one to toot my own horn, but I don't look too bad either, if I do say so myself. I'm fairly tall for a woman; towering over most men at 5'10, have short chestnut hair and deep black eyes. I was wearing one of my favorite tight blue jeans and I guess I had caught the young men's attention. The keyboard player introduced himself as Jessie; a 30 year old man with black hair and brown eyes, handsome and charming. The guitarist was Ray, quite the opposite of Jessie with his shortly cropped blonde hair, cute boyish grin and blue, puppy dog eyes. The drummer and bass player were a little older, married with children, and they quickly excused themselves to go for a smoke. 

"I'm Karen. It's nice to meet you guys."

"The pleasure is all mine," said Jessie, charmingly kissing the back of my hand. 

I smiled, flattered, and decided they might be a good source of information concerning the stunning blonde I was desperately seeking. As if we'd known each other for years, we began talking and swapping stories. I quickly learned that they weren't much for small talk, and since I wasn't either, we encountered many silent moments, which surprisingly enough weren't uncomfortable. Eventually, the two singers joined us as well. I learned that the female singer's name was Julia and the male was Antonio. Antonio wasn't what you'd call gorgeous, but he had a certain charm about him that made him handsomer than many men I knew. Julia was beautiful, however, in the conventional way as in the other; meaning, both on the outside and the inside. She had long black hair that reached her hips and soft blue eyes. She still had on the thick make up she used when on stage and I imagined she looked far better without it. After getting to know each other a bit better, I felt secure enough to inquire a bit about the ship and its staff and crew. I asked what it was like living and working on a ship, the places they've been to, and finally reached the subject I was most interested in. "So, who was that blonde woman that came here before and talked to you?" I asked nonchalantly. 

Jessie scrunched his face with distaste. "Our cruise director. Her name's Jenny Smith. You'll be seeing a lot of her once we're large at sea since she's both a part of the entertainment shows and around the ship, busily bossing us all around."

I chuckled without any real humor. "Oh, I see. I gather you don't like her very much." I asked cautiously. 

His lips twisted in a small sneer. "Yeah, you could say that." 

I nodded, not expecting any kind of explanation. Even though I really did like him and thought he was a decent guy, I honestly considered changing my mind after seeing his attitude concerning my beauty. Okay, so she wasn't MY beauty, per se, but I felt protective of her for some reason. 

Bringing the conversation to an end, I excused myself and said I would be back later that evening for their show. On the way toward my cabin, I nearly ran into someone. All I saw was a flash of blonde hair as I mindlessly grabbed the other person to avoid a collision. When I steadied us both, I gazed down and saw those amazing blue eyes glaring at me. "Would you watch where you walk?!"

Again, I found myself moronically speechless and tried to stammer an apology, even though it had been her fault for almost running me over. 

She wrenched herself away from me, spared me another annoyed glare and stomped off. I frowned in mild anger but still couldn't muster a bad opinion of her. She must be tired or overworked, or both, I thought to myself, reaching the cabin. There were a few more hours of daylight to kill before the nightly show and I decided to finish some paperwork for work. Taking a vacation during the busiest season usually wouldn't be overly appreciated, but being self employed always had its benefits. 

Finally, after a few hours of work, I washed up, put on a pair of tight black jeans, a ribbed white tank top and a tailored black suit jacket, finishing the look off with a pair of spiked high heeled boots. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror, confident and proud in my tightly muscled body. Straightening up, I left the cabin and walked up to the Palace lounge. A few notes wafted into the corridor and I smiled as I recognized another favorite song. People were checking me out appreciatively and I made sure to wear one of the cockiest grins I had in storage. As I stepped in the dimly lit "show room," the guys in the band immediately noticed me and smiled, nodding in greeting. I smiled back and sat down in one of the available front seats. The room was still fairly empty but I had a feeling it would quickly fill up as the show neared. The singers caught my eye as well, greeting them in the same fashion. 

They played for another half hour and by then the room was bursting and bubbling with chatter and activity. The band left the stage for a few minutes and then the lights changed as the sound of Antonio's booming voice came through the speakers, introducing my beautiful blonde cruise director, Miss Jenny Smith. 

Jenny, dressed in a sparkly black strapless dress, danced her way across the platform toward the middle of the dance floor. When the music ended, she raised her arms up high and smiled brightly at the crowd. She introduced herself shortly, explained what we were to be seeing that night and quickly vacated the stage for the first performers, Antonio and Julia, dressed in flashy clothes, backed by a band of four dancers. The dancers were very decorative with multicolored feathery hats and bright red dresses. The songs blended one into another as the dancers and singers changed into a variety of costumes. Jenny joined in here and there, singing along with the other two and dancing to the beat. She looked even sexier in the different costumes and I was nearly blinded by the brightness of her pearly white smile. She seemed to be looking through people though as she simply went through the routine. An hour later, she thanked the crowd, introducing the dancers, singers and band, and left the stage. My heart thumped in excitement. Not only was she beautiful, but she was talented too. She had the voice of an angel. Softer and higher than Julia's, it blended so smoothly with the other two. 

The first port we docked at was amazingly beautiful. I took one of the offered organized tours of the city and came back tired but satisfied. I bought a few souvenirs to give to friends and relatives and washed my hands of that duty. Putting the presents inside my cabin, I went to have a refreshing ice coffee at the Palace lounge. Choosing a couch that was pressed to a large window, I sat down and ordered. The prices were so high that I nearly blanched at the sound of it, but I swallowed my pain and ordered anyhow. I wasn't cheap or anything, but one would think there was a semblance of decency in this world. I guess one would think wrong. 

As I passed my time people watching, sipping my iced coffee slowly and leisurely, a bunch of guys came on to me and except for one, whom I actually thought was kind of cute, I easily dismissed the rest. Then Antonio and Jessie popped by. They had gone into town to buy a few necessities and came back to rest and arrange their things for the evening show. They were both as charming as ever, warming me to them even more so than before. During our conversation of much nonsense, two of the dancers joined us. They looked so different in the light of day, without the tons of make up and scant dresses. They looked...well, not overly pretty. Now, I'm sure you must think you're detecting a tinge of jealousy, but honestly, as you all know by now, I have no qualms about praising beautiful women, or going after them for that matter. Those two were simply nothing special. 

Each one sat down next to her respective "boyfriend" and started cuddling into the openly resisting men. I kind of felt sorry for the boys. They didn't look too happy to see their cruise "groupies" and quite disappointed at the unwanted interruption. The girls didn't look too perturbed as I imagine any normal woman would be at such an unenthusiastic greeting, and the forced cuddling continued. Jessie looked even more uncomfortable than Antonio, who actually didn't seem to mind much. He gave her a sharp retort to one of her questions and sent her on her way. I looked on in interest. Jessie, who was a little more subtle than his friend, tried to appease his girlfriend by agreeing to whatever she had asked, and finally she left as well. I personally thought it was simply rude the way they barged in and didn't even bother to introduce themselves to me. But then again, it was the boys that should have done the introductions. Oh well.

Jenny was nowhere to be seen. And trust me, I looked. I slowly tried to lead our conversation back to my favorite subject, and inquired about her. Antonio, who had seemed so perfectly friendly towards her the night before during the show, suddenly changed his attitude. I soon learned that there was much intrigue going on "behind the scenes" on a cruise ship. Oftentimes, the crew felt the need to grow several more faces that would fit in with the different circumstances and frankly, I was beginning to get confused. It was hard to keep up with it all, and taxing on the personality. I felt the need to apologize for possessing only one. 

"Jenny is a weird one. She's not a very nice person," said Antonio. "She does all sorts of things to seem like she is, but we all know it's an act."

"She's two-faced and so hopelessly untalented, and she thinks she can just boss everyone around and have them jump to do her bidding," added Jessie. 

I pursed my lips in thought and said, "Really? She doesn't seem like that. I mean, I don't know her as you do, but she seems like an okay person. And I think she's talented." I didn't want to alienate them but I felt the need to speak up for her, especially since I believed in what I was saying. 

Both men made a face and shrugged their shoulders, keeping quiet. As much fun as I was having, the sea was getting a little stormy and I felt the need to walk around for a bit. I excused myself and walked outside. The air was crisp as we were leaving the port. Seagulls were circling the ship as it carefully made its way out into the open seas. My stomach was slightly rebelling but as I faced the wind and watched the ocean, I felt my stomach settle a bit. Breathing in deep gulps, I smiled to myself as the wind mussed my hair. The cruise was indeed turning out to be an interesting diversion from my day-to-day life. For the last few years I had buried myself in work. After graduating from law school I was picked up by a large firm and worked my ass off for several years, winning many major cases in their name. Finally, I decided to start up my own little firm that grew steadily and confidently. But too much work made a girl real dull and I decided, with a little friendly shove from my pushy secretary, to take a short vacation that happened to coincide with my winning this ticket. It seemed, to her, like the perfect opportunity to get rid of me. 

It was getting chilly and I reentered the lounge. The band was preparing for the show, playing a few tunes to warm up the slowly gathering crowd. I smiled and sat down to listen. There wasn't much to do on a ship, so I guess I could understand the reasoning behind the intrigue among the crew. That was their only source of entertainment. 

The days passed fairly uneventfully as I enjoyed my time off. The weather returned to its former comfortable state and the sea was once again oily smooth. I'd gotten to know the singers and band members even better and we were actually becoming friends, exchanging phone numbers and addresses. Jenny remained as elusive as before, seemingly avoiding human contact, unless she had an order to give to one of the entertainers. I was beginning to understand the group's turbulent feelings towards her and even share them at one point. One evening, after the show, we all started talking and we were having so much fun that the time practically flew by. Before I noticed, it was already past midnight. Around half past twelve, Jenny sauntered into the lounge where we were all grouped together, and said to them, "Alright, we need to rehearse." Then she turned over to me and said sharply, "I'm sorry, but you'll have to leave. You can't stay here while we're rehearsing." 

I looked at her quizzically, arching my brow, "excuse me?" 

"We can't allow passengers in on our rehearsals. Besides, it will ruin tomorrow night's show for you." She flashed me an insincere smile and turned around.

I could have argued and said something like, 'this is a public area and it is my right to be here anytime I want since I paid - okay I didn't, but she doesn't know that – for this cruise, and if you want to rehearse without having passengers around, do it at times when they aren't on board!' But of course I didn't say that because of my stupid weakness, and followed by the apologetic gazes of the band members, I left the lounge. 

Our relationship didn't improve from that moment on, but Jenny did seem a little more accommodating afterwards. She was probably afraid I would say something that would give her trouble. Naturally, I didn't. 




The Cruise



One morning right after breakfast, I was sitting in the smaller bar, looking at the sea, when Jenny appeared from upstairs holding a blanket and a pillow in her arms, heading to her room, I presumed. She looked a bit disheveled and tired as she gave me a small, bashful smile and disappeared. It was the first time she actually smiled at me. Sincerely, I mean. It was a strange and most welcomed sight. For the rest of the day I was busy kicking myself for not stopping her, saying something to her, but then I realized that if I would have, I would have probably embarrassed her, seeing her coming out of someone's room after spending the night there. The next time I saw my friends, Antonio and Jessie, I asked them about it. They said they didn't know anyone particular she was with, but there might be someone, or several. And then they laughed. I joined in but I was far from joyful. 

The cruise was slowly drawing to an end and I was afraid I would never get the chance to actually exchange two words with the elusive woman. Disregarding any prior feelings or notions, I made up my mind that it would be that night that I talked to her, no matter what happened. That night, dressed in black leather pants and an open collared white shirt, my attitude was one that wouldn't accept no for an answer. As I reached the lounge's entrance I saw Jenny sitting on a small couch next to the open doors looking like a dejected little child. Her eyes were bright and shiny, as if she had cried, and her head was bent low as she took a few deep breaths, preparing herself to go on stage. I had talked to the boys earlier that day and they told me that they all had a huge fight the night before; a couple of the dancers got drunk and they exchanged some harsh words. The rest of the entertainers weren't silent either, as far as I gathered, as they all ganged up on her. I felt sorry for her and wanted to just take her in my arms and hold her, show her that everything will be fine, make her feel better and wipe that cute little pout away. 

Stepping closer to her, I smiled when she raised her eyes and looked at me. She looked so unsure of herself, so different than before. My smile gentled and I said, "You look beautiful tonight." 

A small smile appeared on her soft looking pink lips. "Thank you." 

I settled on my haunches in front of her. "Are you okay?" I asked cautiously, softly. 

She swallowed thickly and nodded, her lower lip trembling slightly, "Yeah."

"Okay." I so desperately wanted to touch her knee or lay a comforting hand on her shoulder but I restrained myself. I got back up, wished her good luck with the show and went to find a place inside the crowded lounge. I promised myself I would speak with her once the show ended and the crowd dispersed. 

The show was as usual, colorful and entertaining. When it came to its end, I prepared to pounce. Waiting for the other passengers to move out of the way, I rushed out of the door. I knew that after every show they went into their dressing room, which was just off stage, changed into some comfortable clothes and usually either went for a smoke or a drink outside. The boys, more often than not, sat together swapping tales while Julia went to be alone with her onboard bodyguard boyfriend, leaving Jenny completely alone in one corner or another of the ship. I noticed that she apparently had trouble sleeping, since every night I would see her go out on deck with a glass or bottle of hard liquor in one hand, cigarette in the other, finding the remotest place on ship to spend a few hours in. It's not like I was spying on her or anything, I just happened to be there when she walked out and I couldn't help following. She seemed so far away when I looked at her, tried to gather up the courage to speak to her, that I simply didn't have the heart to disturb her quiet time. Biding my time, I finally got the chance to have a little one-on-one with her. 

Waiting for the rest of the entertainers to leave the dressing room and exchanging a few words with each, I declined an invitation to join them outside, claiming I was too tired to be any kind of company and pretended to leave. Once they were all out of sight, I stepped inside the room. Costumes were all over the place, scattered on the floor and chairs, personal belongings were strewn alongside creating a huge mess. In the middle of it all stood Jenny trying to put things back in order. She was picking up a few costumes from the floor when she heard me come in. Thinking I was one of the band members she said, "I can't believe the mess you people made. The least you could do is help me straighten it out." She was angry, and personally, I believed she had every reason to be. She was their boss, the cruise director; it wasn't her place or role to take care of such matters. 

"I would be happy to help, but I think you should leave it to them. I don't believe your job description is babysitter and house cleaner." I said teasingly, crossing my arms across my chest.

She turned around in surprise. Her expression was bemused for a moment but it quickly transformed into the one I grew to love, one of irritation mixed in with distaste. "That is really none of your business. This room is out of limit for passengers. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some work to do." She motioned toward the door with her hand and turned around. 

After almost two weeks in the same vicinity I came to know her a bit and deep in my gut I had a feeling that this was all one big elaborate act on her part. If at first I got offended, I no longer took her words to heart, but rather learned to look past them, see into her soul. Under the tough, ice queen exterior that seemingly didn't take any nonsense from anyone was a vulnerable woman, easily hurt, jaded by life that had erected walls of stone in order to protect herself. I felt an indescribable need to peel that exterior layer, shatter down her walls and reach to touch that sweetness inside I knew lay in wait.

I turned around but instead of walking out, I locked the door. 

"What do you think you're doing?" She asked in obvious annoyance.

"I'm doing something I've been thinking about since the first moment I saw you." I inched closer to her, noting with slight irritation that she took a step back. We kept moving closer until there was no room between us and she was pressed against the wall. I took the costumes out of her hands and threw them on the floor behind. Raising my hand to caress her arm from shoulder to wrist, I looked at her intently. 

I noticed her gulp before speaking up. "Please leave. I'm not going to ask again."

I smiled crookedly, "Oh, I know you're not." 

As I leaned closer, she averted her face, but instead of the kiss she thought I was about to give her, I took her in my arms and held her in a deep, warm hug. Her entire body stiffened and she tried to struggle free but when I pulled her tighter against my chest, she suddenly melted into my body, returning the hug with just as much strength. I tucked her head under my chin as my hands roamed all over her back, soothing, touching, reassuring. She felt so good, so soft. Her skin smelled of lavender and her silky blonde hair of apples. I was in Heaven. I never wanted to let her go. 

After a few more minutes of just holding onto each other, drawing strength, she pulled back slightly. Her eyes were suspiciously shiny and glazed over. She suddenly pulled completely away and said, "So, is that what you've been wanting to do since you first saw me?" When I nodded slowly, she mumbled almost to herself, "Interesting new direction." 

"Well, you did it, now please leave. I really don't have any more time to waste." 

O-oh, Hyde is back, I said to myself. Time for plan B...I just wish I knew what that was. That was my last thought before I found myself pressed against Jenny's pliant body, kissing her for all I was worth. If I thought her body was soft, I was ecstatic to find that her lips were even softer. I think Jenny was in shock because she was barely responding, but soon the shock wore off and she started struggling. I released her immediately and began apologizing profusely, claiming temporary insanity. 

"Jenny, I'm so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. Well, I know WHAT I was thinking, I just didn't mean to think it, but I really couldn't help it, you see. You are just so stunningly beautiful you literally make my heart stop every time I see you. I apologize for coming on so strongly, but I was afraid the cruise would be over before I had a chance to tell you how I feel. I know it's crazy, but please, if you could just give me a chance. Though I would understand perfectly if you couldn't possibly do it after all I've done." I put on my best-dejected face and used all of my professional rhetoric, hoping against all hope to be my most persuasive when it really counted. 

I could swear I saw her pink lips twitch into a tiny smile. She shrugged and looked around, shuffling her feet in the most charmingly adorable way I'd ever seen. "You think I'm stunningly beautiful?" 

I smiled shyly, my bravado gone to hell for the moment, "I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. You are too gorgeous for words." 

A soft smile appeared on her lips and that time I knew it was real. She advanced slowly toward me, stopping shyly right in front. Without a second's hesitation I opened my arms to her and took her in another soulful hug. I could literally feel my soul click into place. 

The kiss this time was soft and slow, sensually arousing, yet not quite probing. As our passions rose and I felt I would surely go up in flames if I didn't feel her skin on mine right that minute, I began toying with the hem of her shirt questioningly. She stepped slightly away, making me immediately miss her warmth, and took her shirt off in one swoop. Her skirt came next, leaving her in a pair of matching black lacy underwear and a sexy garter belt. I was growing wetter by the second and my skin felt on fire. Before she could even blink, I undressed down to my undergarments, took her back in my arms and kissed her deeply and thoroughly. 

Gasping for breath, we tumbled to the floor. Making quick work of the rest of our clothes, I left her garter belt on. "You are even more incredible than I imagined." We were both breathing hard, the effort to keep from ravishing her taking its toll on my overly excited body. She spread her legs invitingly, making room for my body and I quickly took her up on her offer. She was as soaking wet as I was, and her excitement left a silky reminder on the skin of my thrusting thigh. We began moving in a sweet crescendo of want and hunger. Placing my hands on either side of her thrashing head, I rocked into her over and over again, trying to capture her mouth in another smoldering kiss. 

Reveling in the sexy sounds she emitted, I kissed down her arched neck. The salty tang of her sweat-slicked skin only served to increase my ardor. Lowering my head to capture a straining nipple, I pushed a hand in between her slick thighs, searching for the sweet source of heat that was driving me crazy with want. 

Thrusting two fingers deeply inside, I smiled when Jenny arched her back off the floor, making my suckling task that much easier. Our movement became almost frantic as her sounds grew in volume and our straining muscles threatened to collapse. I grabbed hold of her hand with my free one and continued increasing the force behind my thrusts. Lying almost completely on top of her, we came together. Screaming her release into my mouth, the aftershocks rocked her body in tandem with her convulsions. I held her tightly, caressing her sweaty bangs away from her forehead as she slowly recovered. 

I kissed her forehead, and then covered her entire face with tiny kisses, smiling when she giggled. "Thank you." She whispered softly. 

I looked at her quizzically, still deeply embedded inside her silky warmth. "Why are you thanking me for? I should be the one thanking you! So, thank you." I ended softly. 

"I'm sorry I've been such a bitch to you throughout the cruise. I'm glad you didn't give up." 

I chuckled dryly, "Believe me, I tried. But as hard as it is to believe, I just couldn't get you out of my mind. It was almost like I was a masochist or something; I kept coming back for more." 

"I'm sorry." She apologized again, making that cute, pouty look I loved so much. 

I ran my fingers through her soft bangs and said, "That's water under the bridge...or the ship..." We both laughed. 

"What's going to happen now?" She asked, unsure of herself. 

"Well, that depends on what you want to happen. I would love it if we could keep in touch, and maybe more." I was suddenly just as unsure as her. I slipped out of her slowly, kissing her temple when she moaned low in her throat. 

"I would love for something more. My life has been...not so great up until now. It's been hard and the circumstances didn't make things any easier on me. What I'm trying to say is that there is a reason behind my behavior and that I'm not some crazy woman. If you're willing I would like to try for something more." 

I smiled with adoration, "I would love that too, and no matter what happened to you up until now, now you have me. I know it sounds like some stupid line but I swear that from now on I'm going to try to make things better for you. And besides, even if you were this crazy person, I could handle you, I handle those kinds of people every day in my line of work." I chuckled when she slapped me playfully in the arm. 

Leaning over to kiss her sweet lips, we sealed our pact. The cruise indeed turned out to be an interesting one, and as I swore that once I got home that radio station would definitely become my favorite, we came together in a second dance of love and passion, completing the missing piece of my heart.



The Cruise



As I walked across the dance floor feeling awkward and hoping not to be noticed, yet wishing the catch the eye of someone or couple it seemed to take longer than I thought it would. At first glance she was alone, but upon reaching the table her husband or partner sat down just before me. Not having a place to escape I asked quickly if the seat was taken. She warmed up nicely and her partner Ted extended his hand in welcome. 

Been on a cruise before he asked as I sat next to her and across from him? No; very first. Not for us Ted offered we enjoy these getaways, a chance to see and experience new things. I hoped I was the new experience they were looking for.

Sammy was her name. Not befitting the long legs and slender arms I felt she was a Nancy or Jasmine. Her breasts were the first to catch my eye large the roundest I've ever (hope to see anyway). Don't get me wrong her face was wonderful maybe 40 but could as easily been 25. Ted on the other hand was handsome tall not slim yet well put together surly he was an athlete at one time. Sam as I'll call her asked quickly if I was alone or could we expect a partner? I assured them, this was it. Came alone I said; hope to hook up and find some of those new experiences you mentioned Ted. I let it be known I was recently widowed.

It wasn't long before Sam and I danced our first dance of that night while Ted was busy selling some artificial turf to a golf course rep seated near us. Sam whispered in my ear as we pulled close together; put you hand near my hip and let me hold it against myself. I quickly obliged and caught a quick glimpse of what I wanted; to taste those tits. Now after holding her on the dance floor they were bigger than I thought. As she slid to my hand around to the side she also turns her back and nuzzled her rear against my throbbing prick. Has she did this I got a good view of the mountains across her shoulder and she quickly pressed my hand against her vulva as if the say grab it and I'm yours. Dancing with her ass pressed against my dick it wasn't hard to tell through the silk dress that the only thing between me and her was being on the dance floor.

After a moment she turned to me looking directly in my eye she asked, where to next. I said taking this trip alone I reserved a suite just to have a little bargaining power if the chance arose, and man was it rising. She said to give her a minute to convince Ted that my place was right. She said see that gorgeous black chick across the room? I answered who couldn't? Ted had his hopes on her tonight; we've never swung with just a man, Ted will wonder what's in it for him. Tell him it will be the best he's ever had and remind him of those new experiences. She left the dance floor and said meet her by the traveling bar. When she returned with a smile she said it took some doing but I think he will follow. Deliver this note to the lovely black chick and I'll wait here. I took the note and with a quizzical look she said; I had to promise Ted he could watch me eat the Nubian Princess' twat tomorrow if he would join us tonight. With a smile on my face and a boner in my pants the note was delivered. By the way she added I offered your suite as a meeting place for my brunch tomorrow. Glad I could be of some help I answered as Ted joined us in the elevator. As the door closed she quickly turned and planted the biggest tongue of a kiss on Ted's lip as she reached and grabbed my crouch. An approving groan went out as she sized up my now bulging package.

By the time we reached the room Ted had started to set some ground rules. Usual stuff for a swinging cruise and then Sam added; if I want it Ted, I'll have it. She looked sternly at Ted, and he on the other hand smiled and continued with, if she wants she gets it. Sam excused herself to the bedroom and Ted and I stripped down to our shorts anxiously waiting her return. Ted and I in our shorts mixed a couple o drinks and enjoyed some small talk about the adventures of Ted and Sam. He exclaimed hot damn I always wanted to see Sam take two dicks at once usually on these cruises we mix it up with another couple sometimes even separate rooms. I mentioned I was a little new to this and he replied staring at my cock; so it would seem. How big is that thing he asked I hope Sam's up to that it looks like it could cause some damage. Little did he know the damage might be with him? Whoa I exclaimed as Sam reentered the room wearing only a lime green thong and pearl necklace. Boys she said what's with the shorts? Honey I think he's got a secret and you might not want it. She looked at Ted and then at me and replied; Oh yeah I do as she stepped forward pulling down my shorts and kneeling to kiss the head of my very hard and hot cock. Ted was excited and remarked he had wanted to see his wife give head and it was as good as he imagined. 

I motioned for Ted to join in and he grabbed his wife from behind and slid his prick into the wettest pussy he had ever felted. Damn woman I can't ever remember you this wet I can feel it running down my balls. Ted had a small scar on his chest and I reached across Sam's back to touch it. Just a battle wound nothing big, but the touch to his chest opened his eyes to what might be in store. Sam was so busy slobbing my knob I was amazed at how much saliva she could share and I returned my hand to Ted's chest to lightly tease his nipples which quickly rose to meet my fingers. The depth of Sam's trusts on my prick were driving me weak and with a trick of a pinch on Ted's tit I pulled Sam's head from my head and gave her the biggest and deepest kiss as the standing motion pulled Ted from her cunt. He stepped forward and as we sandwiched Sam between us he reached around her to rub my ass. She gasped at his whisper of something in her ear and pulled her tongue from my mouth giving me a quick nibble on the lip. As we broke and took a quick splash from our drinks Sam was on her back on the table begging for my cock to be rammed in her juicy tunnel. Doing so left Ted reaching for his prick and pinching Sam's nipples as well. Sam called for me to pound it harder breathing out with each trust as if it took her wind; your cock is so hard I've never felt the blue steel the way yours splits my lips. Ted then moved and she grabbed his cock jacking it at 60 pumps a minute and forcing it to her mouth. Ted moved around to face me inserted his dick up to the balls into her lips. Ted this time reached out and gently circled my nipples and commented he wasn't sure where this was going but was anxious to see it happen.

With that I leaned over to kiss Sam with Ted's multi-veined dick still in her mouth. Whoa Ted exclaimed and I pulled back to suck her hard nipples and Sam wrapped her left leg around my waist easing her heel down the crack of my ass. I kissed my way north advancing on her mouth which was still filled with Ted this time making it to her lips kissing her and licking him. This time she grabbed Ted by the ass cheeks not letting him pull away as she pushed Ted's cock into my mouth with her tongue. Ted was beginning to ease a little pre-cum tasting sweet and salty and with a loud rush of breath simply said what ever she wants she gets. I continued pumping her twat with long strokes from the tip of my sword to the back of her uterus. She moaned with pleasure telling Ted to drive it into my mouth hard which was good as he touched my throat and pulled away to let me lick the sperm hole with the tip of my tongue. Again she pressed him forward and again Ted moaned as he hit the back of my throat. Sam blurted out that it felt like my cock would come out her mouth with each trust and now wrapped both legs around me and pulled me tight. With Ted's veins pulsing across my lips I saw Sam reach up and run her finger into his ass teasing at first them after licking her middle finger creating the right lubricant she inserted the bird up his ass bringing Ted to his toes. With a couple more stabs of the finger Ted dick was ready to squirt I could feel the sensation in my own dick but changed my thoughts to what I would do with Ted's load. With perfect timing I opened my mouth as he jerked his cock with his left hand and spewed the warmest vanilla malt I ever tasted. I let it splash off my tongue and onto Sam's face and she called for more with almost her entire hand in Ted's ass now and he obliged with the largest explosion of the thickest creamy juice which seemed to bounce from my tongue and smash onto Sam's face. As Ted retreated to the couch and downing his drink Sam used her fingers to push Ted's cream off her face cheeks to her mouth and motioned with her tongue for me to join her in eating the remains of her mans fruits.

With her face clean and pulling me out Ted handed us our drinks and with a quick gulp she quickly turned me around and pushed me against the couch face down and just as quick had her tongue in my ass. I was glad I had shaved because without the hair her tongue was slippery and felt as ice when it hit my hole. I wasn't far from wrong as I noticed her drink glass was empty of ice and the cool feeling spread quickly up my colon. Ted was wasted and looked on in disbelief as Sam ate my ass as if it was a county pie eating contest. I couldn't resist Ted's dick which was close to my face and motioned for it again with my tongue and this time he gave no objections. As Sam's tongue continued to reach my prostrate my dick was bulging now and the head was tight it wouldn't be long before I couldn't hold it. Between slurps of Ted's wonderful perfect dong I told Sam it was time to which she quickly turned under my ass to face my prick catching the first drips between the eyes. She instantly pushed my exploding 9X9 deep into her throat and sucked me to the driest state of climax ever.

With Ted's cock up and ready thanks to my work Sam called for him to move to my back I wasn't sure I was ready for this but with a kiss from Sam full of my spew I couldn't argue. Ted asked what do you want and Sam said; look the ice cubes from his ass have melted and it's ready for you to drive it home. Ted again would remark; what ever you want Sam, and with that pushed his fabulous stick into my ass which welcomed it as a preferred guest. Sam then moved around where she could see her husband bang another man and hold my face to her pussy which was the sweetest and softest piece of meat I ever tasted. So good was Ted at his cho-cho push I could feel my cock regaining its firmness. 

Sam began to squirm and yell for Ted to hurry so he quickens his pace and she forced my face fuller to her pie. Licking her clit and tonguing her slut of a cunt was all she could handle and with that she began to tremble and clinch her tits (which by the way were all I had imagined) Just then the first little piss of a squirt let lose; just enough to wash my chin. Then with an arched back and a fever pinch of her tits she exploded like a garden hose more than a mouthful splashed my face. This excited Ted he squeezed off a minor load in my colon. Her Second burst of squirt covered my head like a breaking wave and she exclaimed for Ted to fuck me harder. I guess the sight of her husband pounding a man who was licking her to paradise was more than she could hold, and her gusher of a climax bolstered Ted to finish his second load at the opening of my mancave. Both where near exhaustion, as I turned Ted around and ran him through for the first anal of his life. Sam became so excited that it brought tears to her eyes. She moved quickly to my back as I pounded her husband to suck my asshole lapping up all of her husbands cum as she reached through my legs and his to grab his dick and jerk him to a third erection.

Pounding Ted from behind only made me harder with each stroke. At first he was a little uneasy but I had given him my full 9X9 on the first stroke, I'm sure he felt it hit his navel. Sam was busy sucking my shaved ass and her tongue trickled as it darted over my sphincter and eased its way into the hole. Ted was now in full glory again saying what ever she wants she gets and calling for me to give him more with each stroke. Reaching forward I pinched his nipples to give torque to my trusts this sent him over and sprung his cock to full attention causing Sam to crawl through and suck his prick from underneath our combined manhood. She licked his dick and tried to insert her tongue in the penishole while now fingering my butt hole with every combination of one, two and three fingers. Ted's moans of joy and new found inhibition were all I could take and threaten him to put my cock in his mouth if he didn't quiet down. With that Ted changed his tone to begging to suck me, give me head, lick my shaft, what ever you want to call it, just let me suck the cum from your prick he cried. 

With that Sam pulled his cock from her mouth and asked me to please fuck her husbands face. With both our dicks in our hands I pulled Ted around and he entered his wife from the pussy side as I put the 9X9 in her ass. After a couple quick thrust and with Ted sucking her tits as I squeezed the one from behind Sam was grinding in pleasure and began to squirm as an orgasm rippled from her head to toe. Ted was still moaning to eat meat and Sam was growing insistent he be pleasured. So; what ever she wants she gets and I pulled him around and laid him across the ottoman and teased his face with my dick. After enough begging I let him have all of my stuff he could barely get his mouth around it but moaned with sure pleasure at the taste of my skin on his tongue.

Sam I called look in the drawer just behind you in the end table. Opening it she found my supply of the finest sex toys assembled. She asked how I knew to be ready? I replied poor planning makes for poor performance. I told her to take out that strap on and give it a go. As she buckled up I motioned for her to mount her husband. Sucking my cock I forced his head down all the way on my prick until she was in to the straps. By then it was too late to refuse and felt too good to stop her. As she pounded Ted from the back and he sucked my cock I got the first real chance to reach out and fondle those wondrous tits I had admired all night. They were rounder than the size of my hand fingers fully extended, and sat out fully erect with hard nipples. Feeling soft yet firm and standing tall not hanging, these tits were a turn on for the ages. As I began to pound her husbands face with my cock and he slurped it up wonderfully running his tongue around the head and down the shaft she pressed even quicker against his ass these great tits bounced ever so slightly as I lay my hand under them to softly fell the bounce of the weight. No scares I said she smiled and said that's because they're natural. Nothing beats Mother Nature as I pulled my cock out to slap her husband in the face a couple of times. Ted was tiring of the monstrous butt fucking he was taking from his wife so I suggested she try the dildo on her self. Pulling it out of her Ted's ass I reached over to replace it with my fingers, the bird and two more was all it took to brings Ted's dick up and release a little pre-cum. I was ready but wanted to watch Sam fuck herself while her husband sucked me before giving him some cream cheese of his own. She began slowly and I turned Ted so he could blow me and watch his wife at the same time.

Sam was great she danced on that dildo like a leaf on the wind and Ted sucked even harder has she cheered him on to lap up my juice. With her encouragement his saliva felt like her pussy and the heat of my meat was reaching a boiling point when she dared him to sallow. That was all I or he needed as I began to squirt, spew, and spit juices to fill his mouth. He missed a swallow between trusts and a little ran from his mouth Sam quickly ran over to lick her husband's lips which were firmly gripping my penis in its glory going off like a sprinkler. Ted swallowed again and again before releasing my dong and taking a few quick finishers in the face. He rolled over exhausted from the action content that he made the right choice to swing on this boat with a single man. He had never touched another man before tonight and yet found a feeling of sexual enjoyment he would share forever and again with Sam.

And Sam by the way was not finished with the dance of the dildo finding the switch making that artificial man thing move in every direction. With in minutes she was again squirting like a garden hose shooting it at us as we watched, washing down our faces as we were in need of a good nights rest.

It was a knock at the door that startled me; but it was the dream of Ted's mouth swarming my dick that I thought I was dreaming of. With one eye open I realized it was no dream but Ted grabbing an extra taste of me for an early breakfast. I also noticed that Sam had gone for the door. Not wanting to disturb Ted and his morning meal I let her go. Ted, Sam turns from the door and said; guess who's here for brunch? Ted lifted and eye from my crouch to see the beautiful black Nubian Princess standing there in either amazement or jealousy as I had reached a new fullness on that morning and Ted continued to struggle to eat it all.

Mesha was our Princess had come ready; she had wanted Sam yesterday at the pool but was afraid in the open air. Sam quickly obliged and presented her with a stool for a thrown and Sam quickly disappeared between her legs. Ted now had to make a choice watch his wife deliver on a promise and bring this young maiden to climax with her tongue or continue with a new found pleasure of his own. Ted's question was answered by me as the Nubian called me over. So pulling from Ted's oral rookie of the year performance to grace the mouth of this black princess bitch brought a smile to his face, watching his wife suck clit was almost as good as the double fuck she got last night. With Ted yanking his prick, his wife's face wet from the princess' fuck juices beginning to flow, I enjoyed the afro-head as Ted began to spray a new day's load across his wife's ass and back. Maybe it was fatigue or maybe it was delight but I came early and the Black slut Princes of Nubia drank it down like instant breakfast. So Sam continued as Ted and I enjoyed the morning show and resting before a possible matinee.



The Cruise



From the Author:

This is a fictional story based on two cyber friends that have never met in person. After a few years of e-mails, chatting and roleplaying, Jess and Don have never exchanged pictures but he has sent her a few voice clips. Also, Don, along with his coworker Danny, work in an environment where women are not easily 'accessible' so they tend towards celibacy for months.

I hope that you enjoy the story.

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Taking a deep breath, Jess inhaled the wonderful sea air and sighed peacefully. The months of scrimping and saving for this Mediterranean cruise seemed a distant memory now that she was actually here, basking in the atmosphere. No one had felt any inclination towards traveling with her so against her family and friends' objections, she had decided to vacation alone.

She snapped abruptly out of her reverie when someone impatiently nudged her from behind, as the buffet line moved. They feed us nine times a day, how on Earth can these people be starving? she thought, shaking her head in amusement.

People were moving around her to get to the food so before the hungry wolves trampled her, she quickly perused the offered selection. Jess speared her fork into the last slice of orange at the same time that someone else did and sighing in exasperation she glanced up, noticing a handsome man smiling at her.

"I'm sorry. Please, take the orange," he mumbled in a sexy English accent, noticing her annoyed look.

"No, that's OK, you can have it," she offered, disarmed by his politeness.

"I insist," he replied.

Arching her eyebrow at his stubbornness she muttered, "No, I insist. Besides, I'll just wait for the fresh refill." A grin spread across her face when he started laughing.

"Hey, that's not fair. You get fresh oranges while I get stuck with this dried up piece of fruit. I'll wait for the refill as well," he said decisively, the twinkle in his eyes underscoring his serious tone.

An employee standing behind the buffet, named Gepetto (according to the name tag pinned to his shirt) overheard their conversation and said in an accent that Jess couldn't quite place, "Pleasa, Madama es Signoro, alla our fooda is fresha alla the timma."

Glancing from the employee's beguiling expression to the stranger's mirthful one, Jess bit her lip, trying to control her laughter. Patting Gepetto's hand, she soothed, "I'm sure it is but I'll still wait for the fresh oranges."

Aggravated, he stalked off and Jess turned back to the attractive gentleman, who was now grinning broadly at her. "Some people are so touchy. You'd think that he grew the oranges himself," she said laughingly.

And to think that I was going to have a boring time choosing my food, he mused. Finding this woman enthralling, he wanted to keep talking to her while they waited for the refill. "So, are you enjoying the cruise so far?" he asked.

About to reply, Jess paused and stared at him. There was something vaguely familiar about him, which made no sense since she had never met him before and she definitely would have remembered if she had. Mentally shrugging, she replied in excitement, "Oh yes, it's only been one day but I've been having a great time. I can't wait to tour some islands."

He stared down at her with a captivating smile and she found herself confiding, "I was a little leery about vacationing alone but I'm definitely glad that I came."

"You're here all alone?" he asked in amazement. Upon seeing her defensive expression, he quickly added, "I just figured that someone as lovely as you would have a flock of men surrounding her."

Inexplicably pleased that he found her attractive, Jess blushed from his compliment. "My, my, you're quite the charmer," she murmured. "Well then, according to your theory, you should be here with a flock of women."

Enchanted, he gazed at her for a moment before replying, "Not a flock, just one. She's over there." He pointed in the direction of a table where a pretty brunette was sitting, picking at her food. "Already eating her breakfast while I'm here, still waiting for an orange."

Disappointed, Jess' smile fell. She was having so much fun talking to him and had hoped that she could get to know him better but knew that that would never happen now. Just my rotten luck again, she thought.

Just then, Gepetto returned with a fresh tray of oranges. Setting it down with a grumble, he glared in their direction then stalked off. Chuckling, Jess put a few slices on her plate and then turned back to the Englishman. Reluctant to leave but knowing she had to, Jess said, "Well, it was nice chatting with you. I hope that you enjoy the rest of the cruise."

"You too," he replied, feeling strangely bereft as he watched her walking away.

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Having enjoyed an active, yet relaxing day, Jess ate her dinner with the other people that were assigned to her table. In spite of being the only one without a companion, she didn't feel lonely until the dancing started. Sitting back and sipping her coffee she sighed as she watched the couples swaying to the music.

Unbeknownst to her, the Englishman from the morning buffet was sitting five tables away and was staring avidly at her; thinking that she looked beautiful in her sexy red dress clinging lovingly to her. She couldn't be more than 5'2" but in spite of being so petite, she had curves in all the right places. Noticing the wistful expression that crossed her face, he got up and ambled over to her. "May I have this dance?"

Glancing up in surprise, Jess' heart fluttered a bit. Oh gosh, it's him! she thought. Really wanting to, especially since the band was playing her favourite Sinatra song, The Way You Look Tonight, she nevertheless hesitated. "Um, won't the woman you're with mind?"

"Janice? No, she wouldn't object to a few harmless dances, I'm sure. Besides, she's not feeling well and excused herself to go to the Ladies Room."

Jess nearly laughed out loud at his use of the word harmless. There was absolutely nothing harmless about him, the man positively oozed sexuality. Unable to resist, she accepted his proffered hand and was lead onto the dance floor. Her eyes lit up in delight when he assumed the proper stance: one hand against her side and the other holding her hand up, keeping a respectful distance between their bodies.

"Be warned, I tread on toes," he mumbled, with a regretful glance down at her strappy sandals.

Jess sighed dreamily as they danced. She couldn't understand why she felt so comfortable around him, especially since they had just met today. The good ones are always taken, she thought sadly. To distract herself from her yearning, she glanced up at his handsome face and murmured, "So, where are you from?"

"Hmm, do you want the short answer or the long, complicated one?" he said with a grin.

"A short answer will suffice," she replied in amusement.

"Well then, I'm from England, Bristol actually... and you?"

"I'm from Canada."

"Canada, hmm. I have to definitely visit that country some day, especially since it seems to be filled with such lovely petite brunettes."

"My goodness, you certainly exude charm," she said with a slight blush tingeing her cheeks.

Grinning at her reaction he muttered, "Thank you. By the way, I'm Don... and you are?"

"I'm..." Pausing, Jess stared at him in amazement, making a sudden startling revelation. His name is Don... his sexy accent... he's from Bristol... No, it couldn't be, she thought. "Is Danny with you?"

"No, he went on another cruise with his new lady friend," he replied in bafflement.

Before he could ask her how she knew about Danny, her eyes widened even further and she shrieked, "Oh my god!" launching herself against his chest and hugging him tightly.

He glanced down at the clinging woman in bemusement. "Um, did I step on your toes?"

She kept her arms wrapped tightly around him as she looked up with a joyous smile. "Who would have thought that I'd find my Sweetie on a Mediterranean cruise?"

"Jessica?" he said in astonishment.

At her giddy nod, he let out a whoop and picked her up, twirling her around in a circle. She giggled happily when he set her down onto her feet again.

Standing in the middle of the dance floor, clinging to each other, they were oblivious to the stares that people were giving them. Their complete attention was focused on each another.

"I had no idea that you were planning on taking a cruise as part of your vacation."

"Ah yes, it was a last minute thing that Danny planned. He knows how much I hate cruises so he assured me that this one would be fun." Finally face-to-face with his Poppet, his gaze roamed over her features, drinking in the sight of her. "Looks like he was right," he muttered absently.

Jess was doing her own gazing. Just a few short minutes ago she had thought that this man was a handsome charming stranger but now it was different, he was her Sweetie. Lifting her hand, she tenderly stroked his cheek and then lightly traced the rim of his glasses. "I like your windows," she said, both of them smiling as they reveled in the discovery of their chance meeting.

Janice chose that moment to appear at Don's side. She saw the way they were holding and looking at each other and didn't like it. "Sheesh Don, I can't leave you alone for one minute. You're always flirting with women." Since she wasn't feeling well, her words came out more irritable than she intended.

Reluctantly letting go of Jess, Don wrapped his arm comfortingly around Janice. "Now come on, you know I'm all yours," he cajoled. Recalling his manners, he murmured, "By the way, Janice, this is Jessica."

Smiling, Jess held out her hand. "No need to be upset, we're just friends." However, she frowned when Janice ignored her hand and gave her a dismissive glance.

"Don, I'm not feeling well, can we go back to the room?" she asked.

"Of course," he replied. Turning towards Jess, Don reached out and clasped the hand that she still had extended in both of his. He was loath to leave but he always departed with the woman that he arrived with. "It was great to finally meet you Jessica. Try not to break too many hearts on this cruise."

"I'll try," she responded, just before she surprised Don by pulling his head down and giving him a brief, hard kiss. Stepping back, she slowly opened her eyes and her wistful gaze met his regretful one. Turning to Janice, she forced a grin to her tingling lips. "That was just a hello and goodbye kiss for my dear friend."

Not waiting for Janice's response, Jess quickly headed back to her table. Feeling stupid, she berated herself. God Jessica, did you have to kiss him, especially in front of Janice? The whole episode left her so out-of-sorts.

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The next morning, the ship made a quick unscheduled stop at an island because it was rumoured that someone was very ill. Wanting to soak up the scenery, for however brief, Jess decided to head out to the deck.

She was sitting on a lounge chair with her knees drawn up so that she could do a crossword puzzle but she wondered why she was bothering since she kept staring off into space, thinking about Don.

As if her thoughts had conjured him up, a shadow moved over her just before she heard a sexy English voice say, "Temptress."

She glanced up in time to see Don admiring her body, clad in shorts and a tight tank top that bared her midriff. "Excuse me?" she muttered with a smile, feeling her heart pick up speed, a natural occurrence every time he was in her vicinity.

Bending down he pointed to 7-across on the crossword, where the clue was Siren. "Ohhh," she said, laughing. Quickly filling in the answer Jess glanced back up at him. "Have a seat Don," gesturing towards the chair next to hers, "You're giving me a crick in my neck."

Chuckling, he disregarded the adjacent chair and sat down on hers, next to her feet. They gazed at each other for a long moment then she mumbled nonchalantly, "So, um, where's Janice? Is she still sleeping... exhausted from last night?"  

Don frowned at the mention of Janice. "No, she's on her way home. Apparently she got food poisoning from some shellfish that she ate, the poor dear and it's quite strange since no one else on this ship seems to be sick. She probably ate the fish before boarding the ship.

"Anyway, I tried to leave with her but she insisted that I stay. She didn't want to ruin my vacation so no amount of arguing could convince her otherwise." He shrugged a little uncertainly.

Thank God she was nice and insisted that he stay, otherwise, I'd never have seen him again, she thought. Yes, Jess had been jealous of Janice but didn't like hearing that she was very ill. "So that's whom the ship docked for. Aww Don, I'm sorry to hear that, now you're all alone on this cruise." Needing some sort of contact, Jess patted his arm lightly, showing her concern.

He, in turn, covered her hand with his much larger one and the sadness slowly left his eyes as he gazed at her. "Well, I wouldn't exactly say that I'm all alone, you're here," he muttered with heat growing in his eyes.

For as long as she had known Don, one thing was for sure, he had no trouble picking up and bedding women. He loved women, in all shapes and sizes and therefore, never considered staying with one woman for longer than was necessary; someone else always came around. He had told her all about his escapades so she knew what a womanizer he was. Well, she definitely had no intention of being his next conquest.

Frowning, Jess removed her hand from underneath his and her dark eyes started to spark with anger. "So, you just said goodbye to Janice and immediately want to take up with me, is that it? Well Don, I don't appreciate being a stand-in and I certainly don't want to be another notch on your very etched bedpost!"

"Now Poppet, it's not like that," he said, trying to soothe her ruffled feathers. He reached for her again but she pulled back, her look stubborn and hurtful. Realizing that he had no chance of getting through to her while she remained upset, he quickly relented. "OK, OK, but we can still hang out as friends, can't we?"

After a long pause, she finally conceded, "Sure, that would be fine." Staring at him, she unexpectedly asked, "Have you had any sex since you went on vacation?"

"Er, no. Janice wanted to wait till we got on the cruise but then she got sick," he replied, shrugging. "Why do you ask?"

"Just curious," she murmured as she stood up. "Well Sweetie, I have to get to a Spanish dancing class so I'll see you around." As she walked away, he didn't see the huge wicked smile forming. Let the games begin, she thought.

~~~~~~~~~~

Don sat comfortably in the lounge chair that Jess had recently vacated, smoking his cigarette as he gazed at the panoramic view before him. He was hardly aware of his surroundings though because his attention was focused elsewhere, mainly on thoughts of Jess. They had shared so many fun times chatting and roleplaying but he never really had expected to meet her in person. Yet here she was on this very cruise; what were the odds of that happening? Perhaps he did have that golden horseshoe up his butt that she often kidded him about. In spite of her misgivings, he had every intention of spending more time with her; she wasn't going to get away from him so easily.

Having come to his decision, Don got up and went in search of an employee to find out where the Spanish dancing lessons were being held. Upon finding one, he was informed that it was on the upper deck so he promptly headed in that direction.

Spotting Jess, he leaned back against a column and watched her enjoying herself immensely. She was giggling at her mistakes and squealing in delight when she got the movements right and he couldn't help grinning broadly, vicariously joining in on her fun. At one point, she saw him and waved happily, acknowledging his presence.

As soon as her lesson was over, Jess sauntered over to Don just as he was pulling out his cigarette pack. Before he could guess her intentions, she grabbed his pack and lighter and held them behind her back. He frowned in annoyance because she had professed on numerous occasions that his smoking wouldn't bother her, yet here she was already having an issue with it. The thought abruptly fled when she took out a cigarette, placed it between his lips and lit it for him.

Having noticed his irritated expression, she smiled up at him, "I don't mind if you smoke, you know that. Just blow the smoke in the opposite direction though cause those French cigarettes do smell awful." She waved her hand in front of her face to fan away the smoke while wrinkling her nose, teasing him. Her smile widened when he started to chuckle at her antics.

Jess put his pack and lighter back into his shirt pocket then paused. With him this close, she needed to touch him, couldn't stop herself actually. Her eyes followed the movements of her hands as they traced the contours of his chest, sliding slowly down to his waist then back up. Pleasantly absorbed in her task, her thumbs brushed over his hard nipples, loving the feel of him.

She heard his soft groan and was glad that he seemed to be enjoying her caresses as much as she was. God, she could touch him all day but she had to stop, otherwise, she'd cause a riot by ripping off his clothes and exploring every inch of him, right here in front of everyone. Shaking herself out of her delectation of his body, she slid her hands up to rest them on his shoulders. "Are you following me, Don?"

With his body still reacting from her touch, he slid his arms loosely around her and stared down at the little flirt in amusement. What an indescribable feeling it was to hold her in his arms, it felt so right. Focusing on her question, he replied, "As a matter of fact, yes. Was wondering if you'd care to join me in touring Rhodes. It makes no sense for us to go off alone and I'd definitely enjoy the pleasure of your company."

Her face flushed in pleasure at the prospect of spending the day with this captivating man. "Oh Don, you're so sweet and I'd be delighted. Just give me a little time to shower and change, so meet me at my room, number 280, in about an hour?"

His eyes skimmed down her body and he felt himself hardening further as he envisioned Jess in the shower. "Are you sure that you don't need any help? I could hold the soap for you," he said mischievously, holding her against him a little tighter. Apparently, she had the same effect on him in real life as she did in cyber and he was in big trouble if she continued to hold him at bay.

Oh boy, she better watch it with him, he was such a temptation. If she wasn't careful, he'd have her in no time and she just couldn't let that happen, not yet at least. Laughing, she stood on tiptoe and lightly kissed his lips... not an easy task since he was 6 feet tall. Stepping back, she patted his butt. "I think that I can manage Sweetie but thanks for the offer." With a wink, she turned and walked away.

He remained where he was standing and watched her depart, the sultry sway of her hips capturing his attention. Her wink triggered his usual Pavlovian response, although a real wink was definitely a lot sexier than a cyber wink. His hand drifted down to his aching hardon but he stopped himself just before he caused a scene. Closing his eyes, he tried to regain control.

Damn, he wanted to hoist her over his shoulder and carry her off to his bed. He recalled telling her that he wasn't aggressive but he was certainly feeling that way now, especially after months of forced celibacy. Control Don, think she might get a bit panicky if you attacked her.

~~~~~~~~~~

Before going to her room, Jess stopped off at the Entertainment Desk to see if there were any other classes that she'd be interested in taking. There were so many choices that she ended up taking longer than she expected, and as a result, had to rush frantically in order to be ready for Don when he picked her up.




The Cruise



I have always considered myself a very lucky guy. Trivia contests, lotteries, and games of chance usually seemed to go my way. So when I was notified that I had won a contest sponsored by a local radio station, it did not surprise me. What did surprise me however was the prize: A 6-day/7-night cruise with my favorite NFL football teams cheerleaders!

Ever since I was a teenager, cheerleaders have always fascinated me. Their routines, uniforms, and of course their incredibly fit and sexy bodies. Needless to say I was ecstatic at my good fortune. 

When the day finally arrived, I was more than ready. I think I doubly packed everything, you know, just in case. The journey to the ship was long and tedious. It seemed to take forever. Once at the dock however, it was utter chaos. Representatives from the radio station were everywhere. Shoving forms in my face, releases to sign, photos to be taken for publicity purposes, and interviews with the "big winner". By the time it was over and I had checked in, I was ready for a nap and some dinner.

Once I had freshened up, I decided to check out the ship. It was enormous to say the least. All the amenities you could think of and then some. There were quite a few activities listed for this cruise, and I made a mental note of some of the more interesting ones. Spotting the bulletin for the cheerleaders, I quickly scanned it. Looks like they were going to be extremely busy. Only one appearance was scheduled for tonight, so I was sure I would not miss anything by taking advantage of the ship's casino for a few hours. 

Roulette, blackjack, and some low-stakes poker. By the time dinner was called, the dealer was deeper into my pockets than I had expected. So much for Lady Luck tonight. Dinner went well. We had a marvelous meal and some pleasant dinner conversation. 

At long last the lights dimmed and the emcee announced the nights entertainment with dancing to follow. The cheerleaders came out dressed in their skimpy uniforms. Sequined halter tops, tiny shorts and white knee high boots. The room stood and cheered at their entrance. As for me that wasn't the only thing standing.

The girls put on a hell of a show that lasted a little more than an hour. Each one was introduced and gave a small biography of themselves. I recognized most of them from the TV and websites that I had been on. A few were rookies that I didn't know. By the end of the show my cock was extremely hard and throbbing. The girls said goodnight and left the stage. The emcee came back on and asked for a warm round of applause, which was hardly necessary. When the lights came back up an orchestra had assembled to our left and was beginning to play some slow blues.

I wasn't much in the mood for dancing, so I refreshed my drink and went up on deck for a stroll. It was a beautiful night with the stars sparkling overhead and the ships wake leaving a phosphorescent trail in the water. I wasn't the only soul who had decided to take advantage of the cool sea breeze. I sat in a deck chair and watched the couples walk around the deck. After a bit I grew restless and decided to head for bed, the evenings entertainment still on my mind. 

The rest of the week pretty much flew by. We were treated to some superb dining and some very lively entertainment by the cheerleaders. Unfortunately, they weren't allowed to mingle with the commoners very much, so unless they were performing, we really didn't see them much. 

By the end of the week I was pretty disappointed by the cruise. Don't get me wrong, I had an awesome time, but I couldn't help but feel let down by the premise of the cruise. I chided myself for feeling that way. What the hell did I expect? My very own private cheerleader for the duration of the cruise? Hell yes!!! I was after all the big winner! That thought caused me to laugh out loud. It also served to break the mood I was in. Feeling better I decided to put on my new swimsuit that I had bought in port the other day and go for a swim. 

The suit I had picked out was not my usual attire. I like to dress pretty conservative for the most part, and this was definitely further to the left than I dare to venture. The conservative suit section was bare to non-existent on this island so I had to make do. The staff was very friendly and helpful, as is their job. I had no idea what I was looking for, so I allowed one of them to help me pick out a nice one. After several styles and colors, she found one she thought I would really turn heads in. Trying it on, I felt very self-conscious walking out of the dressing room. The salesgirl looked me up and down, grinning broadly. I must have blushed about three different shades of red. She assured me I was going to be very busy after wearing this to the beach. (Does every guy fall for a cute salesgirl telling him what he wants to hear?) Oh well. I have to admit it did make me feel quite daring and sexy. I justified the purchase by telling myself I was on vacation after all, and I'm not that bad a looking guy, I certainly wasn't going to scare anyone away by showing off a little extra skin. At least I hoped not. 

Changing into my new suit and throwing a pair of shorts over them, I made my way to the pool area. It was another port day so most of the others were off ship. The pool area was very quiet so I took off my shorts and went for a brief swim. After a few laps, I found a deck chair and laid out in a deck chair for some sun. I must have dozed off for a bit, as I was awakened by a female voice. 

"Is this chair taken?" She asked. 

"Excuse me?" I said dumbly. 

"Is this chair occupied?" She asked again. 

"Oh, no, not at all." I said stumbling over my words. "Help yourself."

When I actually came to my senses, I couldn't believe my eyes. This girl was absolutely gorgeous. She stood 5'4" tall with long dark hair, sunglasses covered her eyes, but the rest of her was to be admired. I wasn't sure how long my mouth hung open, lucky for me she covered the awkward silence with ease. 

"They finally gave us some free time." she said with a smile of relief. "Most of the other girls went ashore. I decided to get some sun." 

"Well, I don't mind sharing a bit." I said with a smile. 

"Why thank you." She replied with a dazzling smile. "That is mighty sweet of you." 

My eyes followed her beautiful curves as she sat down in the chair. The small flowered bikini that she wore accented her body nicely. As she leaned over to set her bag down, my eyes went immediately to her cleavage. Her breasts were large compared to the rest of her which made them an obvious focal point. I guessed them to be about a 34D. Firm and well rounded. My mind wandered, picturing her jogging along the beach, her breasts bouncing along in rhythm. I groaned aloud as the image faded. 

"Did you say something?" She asked innocently. 

"Oh, excuse me." I faltered. "It must have been my lunch talking back." 

"Oh, I see." she giggled. 

Whew, I thought. That was close. She found a book and began to lay out her towel. I went back to surveying her fabulous body. Past her large breasts was an impossibly flat stomach, flared hips and long tanned legs that were long enough to reach the ground. It suddenly struck me as to who she was. She was one of the rookie cheerleaders!

"Aren't you one of the cheerleaders?" I asked dumbfounded. 

She laughed and pulled her sunglasses off, 

"Why, yes I am. Thank you for noticing. My name is Brianna." She offered her hand and I took it gently. Her touch was warm and very soft. 

"My name is Ken and I am very honored to meet you." 

"It's very nice to meet you Ken." she said warmly. "Are you a fan of football?" 

"Are you kidding?" I replied, "I've been following this team since I opened my eyes." 

She laughed and said, "I am glad to hear that. I just love being a part of this organization." We made some more small talk, exchanging our hometowns and favorite games we had seen. She prepared to rub some lotion on herself, and I, being the gentleman that I am offered to help. Actually I couldn't wait to run my hands over her fantastic body. She smiled gratefully and thanked me for the offer. The pleasure is all mine, believe me, I thought to myself. 

She turned over and laid on her stomach, flipping her hair to one side. I squeezed some lotion on my palms and gazed at her back. Oh my god, I thought. What an incredible ass she had. Her bikini bottoms were high cut and exposed her hips as well as most of her ass. Toned was not the word for her legs and ass. They were perfect. Small feet giving way to very shapely, muscular yet feminine calves, and strong sturdy thighs that I couldn't help but picture them wrapped around me. the slope of her back melted into an ass that could only be described as delicious. Tight, young and firm, but at the same time fleshy. A nice very spankable ass that curled under and gave way to those long lean legs. 

"Is something wrong?" She asked propping herself up on her elbows. 

"Oh no. Nothing at all I replied. Just trying to warm up the oil a little is all." I lied again. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm, you're so thoughtful." she said with a smile. "Here, let me help you with this." she said as she untied her top. 

"Ahhhhhh, much better." I whispered. 

I began to oil her up, first her shoulders and then down her back. 

"Oooooooh yes. That feels sooooooo good." She breathed. Yes, it certainly did. "You should be a masseuse." she said looking back over her shoulder. 

"As a matter of fact, I have taken a few massage therapy classes." I answered confidently. 

"Mmmmmmmmm, I can tell." she purred.

I was now down to the small of her back, a little nervous as to how to proceed. I decided a conservative approach would be best. I turned around and began to work on her feet. Applying a generous amount of oil, I worked her toes, the pads, insteps and heels. 

"Oh my god that feels awesome." she groaned. "All I wanted was some lotion on my back, and you're giving me a full body rubdown."

"I'm sorry." I apologized. "I got into character and forgot what I was doing." 

"Oh please, don't apologize. That feels wonderful. Whatever you do, DON'T STOP!" She gave me that radiant smile.

Encouraged, I continued upward. I kneaded her legs, enjoying the warmth and firmness. She was enjoying it too apparently, I could hear her humming as I worked. I stopped short of her fine ass cheeks. My fingertips barely brushing the creases.

"You're not done yet are you?" she asked, the corners of her mouth turning upward. 

"Well, your back is done." I said with a hesitant smile. 

"But you missed a spot." she said teasingly. "I certainly can't walk around with a sunburnt ass, can I?"

"Oh, well then." I said laughing, "I better get back to work." With that I placed my hands on her ass and began to squeeze. Her hips began to grind into the chair as I rubbed. Her moans were barely audible, and her breathing became somewhat labored.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm, that's nice." she hissed between her teeth. 

"Yes, it is." I agreed. At this point I had to shift my body as my cock was beginning to stir. Brianna turned on her side and began to tie her top back together. She sat up and gave me a peck on the cheek.

"Thank you. That was absolutely wonderful!" 

"Well, I'm glad you liked it. I enjoyed it too." I said with a grin. 

Her gaze shifted down to my suit, "It certainly looks like you did!" she said with a giggle. I smiled shyly and tried to hide my embarrassment. 

"Hey, it's my turn to do you." she said changing the subject. I was grateful for the respite. I quickly lie down on the chair, face down. I had to shift my weight to find a more comfortable position. 

Her hands on my back were smooth as melted butter. Her touch was light and warm. As her hands slid further down, I could feel my temperature rising. My dick was rising as well. Shit, I thought to myself. What was I going to do? I was pretty much stuck on this chair until things calmed down. It was either that, or walk around with a flagpole in my swimsuit. 

"Okay," she announced, "You can turn over now." She wore a triumphant grin. 

"Oh, that's O.K." I stammered. "I'm good thanks." 

"Oh, no." she countered. "You gave me the full treatment, now it's my turn." 

"No, really. That's fine, thanks. You did a wonderful job." I said with a grateful smile. 

"I don't think so." she growled. Her tone softened a little, "What's the matter?" she asked with a knowing smile. "Hmmmmm, I think someone has a growing problem. Am I right?" Without waiting for an answer she slapped my ass lightly. That did not help my situation in the slightest. She continued on, "I don't mean to embarrass you." she said softly. "It's part of my job to get you aroused."

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously. 

"I mean," she said sweetly, "On any given Sunday, we are responsible for arousing 60,000+ men plus the TV audience. I'll bet you we have aroused more men than all those silly little blue pills. You see, you shouldn't be embarrassed, it is a natural reaction, and I'm glad you find me stimulating."

She did have a point there. I was beginning to feel more comfortable, so I turned over on my back. 

"There, that's not so bad is it?" she chided. 

"Not so much." I answered. I watched her big green eyes travel down my chest, coming to rest on my new suit. Her smile increased and her eyes lit up. 

"Mmmmmmm that is very nice." she beamed. "Nothing at all to be ashamed of there. That is very impressive! Now lie back and let me spread some oil."

I readily complied. She resumed her magical touch working her hands up and down and all over my chest, all the while stealing glances at my hard bulge. Brianna's hands were getting closer and closer to my swollen dick. I didn't know how much more I could take, or how much more the nylon would hold out. it was threatening to burst at any moment. 

Her hands were now resting on the waistband of my Speedo. She looked up into my eyes and the tip of her tongue appeared at the corners of her lips. Brianna leaned in close and whispered to me, "May I take a peek?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. A hot NFL cheerleader was just rubbing oil on my chest, and now she wanted me to whip out my hard dick. 

I quickly glanced around, the pool area was still pretty quiet. I looked back at her and just nodded. Without so much as a word, she hooked the waistband of my suit and gave a playful tug. No longer constrained by the tight fabric, my cock sprang up and out, like a cobra striking. 

Brianna let out a loud gasp as her hand flew to her open mouth. "Holy shit! That is fucking huge!" She exclaimed. Finally freed from the cloth prison, my cock was fully erect and throbbing like a mad serpent swaying to music. "Damn!" she whispered, "I've never even seen anything like that!" 

I interrupted her reverie by suggesting we go back to my cabin. This broke her out of her spell. "Uh, yeah, sure...that sounds great." she stammered. It was now her turn to be nervous. I grabbed my towel and quickly threw it around me, while she picked up her things.

I ushered her down the hallway to my stateroom. When we got there our hands were all over each other. She immediately dropped my towel and her hands began rubbing my manhood. 

I quickly stopped her and whispered in her ear. "Ladies before gentlemen." I said with a wink. Her lips formed the sexiest pout, but she relented to my touch.

I began kissing and licking her neck, nibbling her ears on my way down to her shoulder. My hands quickly untied her top and let it fall to the carpet. I stepped back slightly as my hands slid around to cup her full breasts. Large and weighty with pink eraser sized nipples that were already erect. My mouth was watering just looking at them. I bent my head and began running my tongue around the outside of her areola. Her sigh changed to a moan as I sucked the hard nipple into my mouth. Gently clamping down with my teeth, I flicked the turgid bud with my tongue. I could feel her lower body pressing against me, betraying her need. My hands worked down her back, now familiar territory. I squeezed her ass hard pulling her into me. My erection was trapped between us, against her stomach. 

Brianna stepped backward toward the bed. Sinking slowly onto the bed, her hungry eyes traveled down my body. Her tongue unconsiously licked her lips. I quickly pushed her shoulders down to the bed and slid her bottoms off. Her legs opened easily and I caught a glimpse of her glistening pink lips. She was completely shaven and slick with moisture. 

I slowly caressed her inner thighs and dove for her pussy. The first taste was heavenly. My tongue slid up and down her moist slit. Her hips began to rock. I slid my hands underneath her sexy ass and pulled her to my face. I spread her lips with my thumbs, licking her clit gently. I took it into my mouth and sucked the tip. Her reaction was electric. I felt her whole body spasms as she let out a breathless gasp. "Oh God, yes! Right there!!!" I continued my assault on her clit, clamping it between my teeth. I flicked the tip of my tongue across the swollen bud. Once, twice, three times. Her reaction was the same each time. Her juices were really flowing now. I did my best to keep up but she was really into it. I slurped and licked as fast as I could, lapping up her juices. I slid my finger slowly into her sopping wet pussy, as if trying to plug a dike. A futile exercise at best, her orgasm was explosive. Brianna screamed loudly, her hands gripped my head and pressed me tightly between her legs. She actually squirted! My face hands and sheets were soaked were her juices. 

I wiped my face quickly on the sheets and looked up at her. She was panting heavily, her eyes closed in orgasmic bliss. Her eyelids fluttered open and she hit me with a bombshell. "You eat pussy almost as good as Jeanine!" 

"Excuse me?" I said incredulously.

She smiled and said, "Jeanine is one of the veteran cheerleaders on our squad. She's taken me out occasionally. We ended up getting together after a few drinks when my boyfriend dumped me. She invited me to her place after a few drinks and she consoled me. Damn, that woman can eat pussy!"

I was floored. First of all, to be compared to a woman in oral technique made my already hard prick throb. Secondly, the thought of one beautiful cheerleader going down on another, tipped the hardness scale. My manhood suddenly went from rock breaker to diamond cutter. I needed some relief.

Brianna sat up and kissed me softly. "My turn." She whispered. I stood up and she quickly slid to her knees in front of me. My rock hard cock stood straight up, erect and proud. "Damn!" she exclaimed, grasping the base of it tenderly. Her other hand grasped my cock above the first. "I'm going to need three hands to handle this monster!" She slowly began to stroke up and down, mesmerized by the size and length. A drop of precum was forming at the tip. I watched in a trance as her pink tongue slowly emerged from her mouth. She pulled my meat downward and licked the very tip. 

I groaned loudly, silently begging for more. Her eyes lit up as she looked up at me. "Could you do me a favor?" she asked. "Sure." I said hesitantly. "What is it?" 

She let go of my cock, letting it spring back up and slap my belly hard. Brianna reached into her bag, and pulled out a digital camera. "Would you mind taking a few pics for me?" she asked with a grin. Again I was stunned. A gorgeous, professional cheerleader about to give me the blowjob of my life, and she is asking ME to take photos of her! 

"I would be delighted." I choked. "Uh, these won't be posted on the teams website, will they?" I asked jokingly. "Of course not silly!" she chided. "It's an initiation of sorts. I can get into the Double Digit club." I must have looked confused. "I will explain later." she said with a wink. 




The Cruise



Last Christmas for my bonus, my boss gave my wife and I a cruise. My wife was ecstatic about the idea of spending a week aboard a ship relaxing with all the service that comes with the cruise. A week later my wife gave me her dates that she would be able to take off for our trip. I called the travel agent to set us up.

I week later the packet from the cruise ship arrived. We both where shocked to learn the ship were a sailing yacht. Not the typical cruise ship. The Flamboyance was our boat for a week in the Virgin Islands. The 60' Schooner would sail us around into coves for our overnight stays. With all inclusive gourmet food and drinks. The ship's captain stated in his letter to us, "to bring minimal personal items and clothing" as the ship spaces would handle only a few casual clothes.

OK, we figured swimsuits, shorts and t-shirts. I'm thinking all the better, for carry-on luggage. My wife and I where so excited we could hardly go to sleep the night before our scheduled departure. Then the phone rang.

My wife's boss had chest pains and had been rushed to the emergency room. The home office canceled my wife's vacation. She would return to work to manage until her boss returned.

My wife insisted that I go alone. She told me she would be working a lot of overtime and would not be spending much time home anyway. I was reluctant to leave without her, but on her insistence I did go on with our plans.

The flight was lonely with no one in the seat beside me. But I soon had a smile on my face and a beautiful ocean under the wings.

Terry, a member of Captain John's crew was there to greet me. He took me to the hotel where during the course of the evening, all of the guests came together for the first time. Terry left us, saying to be ready at six in the morning as he would be back with the van to pick us up. Breakfast would be served aboard the schooner.

I looked about the small crowd of people there. For the most part everyone was in very good shape, physically. Many where already tan. We all had a casual look about ourselves. I began introducing myself to the others in the small groups that had begun to form. Going from one group to another. One couple introduced themselves to me, Alex and Debbie Applebee. Alex was much older than Debbie; she was beautiful, which automatically made Alex very rich. The others, Mike and Lorie Berry a young couple in their early 20's and the Scott's, John and Cathy along with their daughter Candice. I felt a little awkward being alone, as it seemed I was the only one there without a traveling companion. I just made the best of it.

I closed the door to my room and turned down my bed. I was unbuttoning my shirt when there was a knock on the door.

I swung open the door finding, I quickly searched my brain for his name, Alex.

Alex invited me to his and his wife's room for a nightcap. I started to say 'no thanks' when I figured a little drink would help me get a goodnights sleep, so I accepted Alex's gracious invite.

I followed Alex down the hall to his door, and I had no trouble remembering his wife's name, Debbie.

Alex swung open the door of their room, calling to his wife to tell her I was there. Debbie came from the bathroom wearing a sheer white night gown. I could see her tanned body underneath. She looked gorgeous. I tried to look into her eyes as we shook hands. My eyes did fall once upon her breasts. Debbie's breasts where perky and with those puffy nipples. Alex handed me a drink and we clicked out glasses together with a "cheers". Debbie sat on the edge of the bed Alex sat beside her. I sat in the chair next to the lamp table. I took a sip of my drink as Debbie crossed her legs displaying most of her ass under the short nightgown. Her skin was silky smooth and her legs where well proportioned.

Debbie was the talker of the two. She told me where they had come from and that this was their second sailing cruise in three years. She told me that a sailing cruise was much more fun and "intimate" than the big cruise trips. The word intimate had a new meaning for me, with her sitting there with her bronze tits under the sheer nylon and her tapered legs and hips almost within my reach.

I noticed Alex yawning. I stood up, empting my drink and excused myself for the evening.

Alex and Debbie had been nice to me and I had thanked them for being so. As I lay on my bed, all I could think of was Debbie. I knew she would be the one who would lay topless driving me to drink while on the boat. My hand found my hard cock and I stroked it slowly until I felt my orgasm building. My brain focused on Debbie's bronze tits and my tongue licking them, my hand moved faster and faster until I spurted my lust over my stomach.

The next thing I knew was the knock on the door. It was five thirty, time to get up. I dressed quickly and took my bag down stairs to the front door. Terry was waiting to take us to the dock. The others slowly made it down. I noticed Candice was carrying her own suitcase as her father was carrying his and his wife's. I quickly took the suitcase from Candice and carried it out to the van. I handed the suitcase to Terry and made my way to the side doors of the van. I was the last one to board and the only seat left was next to Candice. She smiled and said 'thank you' to me for helping her. Candice was, well cute. I say that because she was young. I looked her over briefly, as I didn't want her parent's to get any ideas. She was tall and athletically built. Short brown hair and big brown eyes. Her legs looked powerful, but they had a beautiful taper to them. She was wearing very short, shorts.

I was looking out of the window at the countryside, being quiet and taking it all in. Candice broke the ice. She asked me if I had ever sailed before. I told her no.

She had not either, but told me she had come to the island on her senior trip two years ago. I started doing the math, figuring that she was not a child. Then wondering if I would ejaculate on my chest tonight thinking of her long legs over my shoulders. I was very happy to learn she was twenty and not sixteen.

We arrived at the dock just in time as my cock was tightening in my trousers. We all left the van and stood at the entrance to the dock. Out before us was the Flamboyance. She sat there on the blue water in a very erotic way, swaying back and forth in the slight breeze. Her masts rose into the blue sky, and the contrast of her wooden deck and her white hull made her inviting.

Another crewmember joined Terry to carry our baggage to the ship. We all stepped aboard in a group. Captain John greeted us, beside him was a lean blonde, sun dried woman who was our cook, Anne. Captain John asked about my wife. I told him about her emergency dealing with her job.

Anne asked me to follow her to my cabin. As I followed Anne I noticed that she had a very cute ass, and it liked to wiggle as she walked. On her feet where well worn leather boat shoes. She wore a blue t-shirt and white shorts. She told me to watch my head, as I was watching her cute ass. Too late, I bumped my head anyway going down into the galley. We walked to the front of the boat to my cabin. The information about not much room was correct. Anne showed me the 'head'. I smiled thinking to ask someone, someday where the ships toilette got its name.

Anne left me alone to stow my gear. I unpacked my gear and arranged things to where I could get to them easily. I changed out of my travel clothes and put on my swim trunks and a t-shirt. I heard the diesel engines start up; I grabbed my digital camera and went topside.

Only half of us where topside as we pulled away from the dock and headed out of the harbor. When everyone was on deck the Captain introduced Calvin as the second ships mate. With that done, Calvin and Terry went about hoisting the sails. Soon the engine sound died and was replaced with the clink of the ropes on the masts. The ships sails were full of the wind and the ocean became quiet. I sat down on the deck with my back to the galley wall. Anne came to me telling me breakfast would be served in fifteen minutes. As I sat there, I smelled the ocean. I had this rush of excitement being alone with strangers all around me.

Soon the group was called to the galley where we had a breakfast that was loaded with lots of fruit. As I looked around I noticed most everyone had changed into their swimsuits. Debbie had a tiny yellow bikini, that didn't surprise me at all. Candice had on a navy blue bikini that displayed her breasts well, now this surprised me, as I didn't think her tits where that big. Her mother was wearing a one piece that was black with a sarong wrap. Lorie was wearing a white bikini, and for the first time she caught my sexual interest. She had a very nice body as the others did, but her skin was un-tanned, so the white bikini darkened it. Lorie had been wearing her hair 'up' and now had let it down. Lorie's brown hair flowed beautifully over her shoulders and down her back. All the men wore what I wore, swimsuits and a shirt.

Soon breakfast was over and one by one we went topside. I waited for Mike and Lorie to leave, and followed Lorie out to better check out her ass and legs. I hung to the rear of the ship and they went forward. The water was smooth, I asked the Captain if it was always this smooth, he laughed a little and said no, but added it would not get to be 'ruff' on this trip. I looked out at the shoreline. In the distance I could see white beach sand, rocky shorelines and mountains. My view was quite the combination, for just looking out over the water. On board the ship, the view was much different. With so many pretty women, and without my wife along I would stay horny on this trip. Soon the women where spreading their towels out onto the deck. The sunscreen lotion and hats came out of their beach bags.

I noticed Mike knelling and rubbing the lotion onto Lorie's back. They where just being playful, as I saw Lorie's hand grab his crotch once when his hand went under the backside of her bikini bottom.

Alex and Debbie found a spot. As Alex laid their towels out, Debbie just standing there undid her bikini top baring her tits to anyone who wanted to see them. I know I sure want to see them, and more. Debbie sat on her towel and adorned her tits and legs with the sunscreen. My penis ached as I watched her smooth the lotion around her nipples. When everyone was settled I walked forward. I pulled off my t-shirt and lay on the deck. The sun was just starting to really warm the day up. I closed my eyes and relaxed.

I must have dosed off, for how long I didn't have a clue. But I heard Candice's voice asking me to spread sunscreen on her back. I rolled over and upright. She sat down in front of me, turning her back to me. I squirted out the creamy white liquid onto my hand. It reminded me of something else that often lands in my hand.

I rubbed my two hands together and every so gently, slowly I rubbed the cream into Candice's shoulders and down her back. When I jumped over her bikini strap, she told me 'just a sec.', and reached back and untied it, dropping the straps to her sides as she held the cups or her top over her tits. I went back over the area I passed with some fresh cream. I really want to use 'my cream' on her but that was only a dream in my mind.

Candice thanked me and as I thought she would leave me, she just lay down next to me. She never did tie her straps back. We both lay there on our stomachs looking out over the water. We started getting better acquainted. We talked most of the morning away. A few times Candice would talk with her hand waving, lifting her tits away from her top. Thus posing me to having to peek. I did notice that she didn't have tan lines.

Soon lunch was announced; some went for snacks and returned to their towels. Others like Candice and I went into the galley. Shortly after lunch Anne said something about drinks. I asked Candice if she wanted something to drink, and she replied, 'beer'. I picked two beers up and we returned to the deck of the boat. We sat down facing each other in the crossed leg way. There I received my dessert, a camel toe. My mouth watered for a taste of pussy. I felt my cock stiffen just a bit; I had to move to hide it. Candice was driving me crazy. During the rest of the day we moved about the boat talking until late afternoon when we pulled into a cove to anchor for the night.

Captain John told us this cove was great for swimming and that the beach was nice to explore. He lifted the inflatable off the side of the ship and told everyone to use it if they didn't want to swim ashore.

Candice asked me if I liked swimming, I assured her I did. With that we climbed down the rope ladder into the water and made our way through the cove to the beach. Mike and Loire followed up behind along with Alex and Debbie. Candice's parents stayed aboard.

Candice was a strong swimmer beating me to the sand beach. The heat of the day's sun was in the sand, so we walked in the wet sand. The other two couples went the opposite way than us. We came to a place where the green vegetation came down almost to the waters edge. There where great rocks just beyond there lining the shore. Candice told me she needed to pee, so I turned my back and she entered the greenway to relive herself. When she came out she told me that I was such a gentleman for turning around. She told me of the boys she had dated in college; none of them would have turned around. Then she went onto say she was not a shy person anyway, so it didn't matter to her if the boys wanted to see her pussy. She quickly added that she thought the boys where immature to suggest that watching a girl peeing was the same as watching a girl having sex.

I made the comment about some people have a fetish when it comes to pee. Candice laughed saying, "but all of them have the same fetish, I just wish I would find someone with a different fetish."

"Like what"? I added. She shrugged her shoulders and we began walking back.

Soon we where stepping in the footprints of our shipmates. We followed them down the beach. As we came around the bend we noticed Mike and Lorie laying on a large flat rock. They where kissing as we quietly passed them without disturbing them. We continued on now following just two sets of prints. We had walked about another one hundred yards when we came to a small river flowing into the bay.

We stood there looking around for Alex and Debbie footprints. They had just stopped there. I stepped into the water, and Candice followed me. When we both where standing in the water I looked up the river, inland where it came from and saw Alex and Debbie.

Alex was lying on his back in the sand bank of the river. Debbie was straddling him and riding his cock like a cowgirl. I slowly turned around to climb out of the river when Candice held my hand. I stopped and turned around. She whispered to me, "this kind of fetish", pointing to Alex and Debbie. She pulled me over behind a large green plant and we hid there watching the two fuck.

Alex was squeezing Debbie's tits as she bent over him and kissed. We didn't have a long show as Debbie quickly collapsed onto her husband's chest. The two stood up, we watched as Debbie rubbed his cum from her inner leg. They stepped into the shallow river and washed themselves off then retrieved their swimsuits. I pulled Candice's hand and we left walking back to Mike and Lorie's rock. They had swum most the way back to the ship. Candice and I followed them making a nice slow swim and with Candice talking about how sexy Debbie looked fucking her husband. She asked me if I had ever watched someone before and I told her yes, a few times.

We climbed aboard and I excused myself and walked to my cabin. There I stripped down nude. My cock hardened, as I stood there naked recounting the day. I considered jacking off but dismissed this idea; instead I dressed for dinner in my khaki shorts and a shirt. I left my cabin and walked towards the galley passing by Candice's room. Her door was ajar and I peeked as I passed. I saw her standing nude with her back to me, no tan lines on her butt either. I wondered if she had done that on purpose to arouse me. If so, it worked.

Candice sat with her parents during dinner. A couple of times our eyes met and we smiled at each other. I was starting to wonder if there was a real possibility of the two of us having sex. As a married man far from home I had no idea if I could keep from fucking Candice, if given a chance.

I sat with Lori and Mike during dinner. We talked about the sailing day and our trip to the beach. Lori was wearing a white dress that looked very proper, covering all of her cleavage. But it was short, and showed her legs. I could see the signs of the sun from the day displayed on her calves.

After dinner we all went out onto the deck for drinks. There we mingled around the boat talking with each other and looking into the night sky. This was truthfully a beautiful cruise; I was wishing my wife were with me to share this night.

I drank too much and stayed out on the deck too long. Most everyone had retired below to sleep in his or her berths. I stood up, my legs felt like rubber. I started towards the hatch. I stepped down into the galley and hit my head, once again. But this time real hard.

Anne heard the loud knock that my head made on the wood. She didn't hear my cursing. She came out of her cabin to see about me.

I felt my forehead; it was swelling up to a large knot. Anne looked at my head and took me by my arm and led me back to my cabin. We entered my cabin and she sat me on my bed. She told me to lay back and she pulled my feet into the berth. She took off my shoes and tucked a pillow under my head.

Anne told me to lie still and that she would return with some ice for my head.

I closed my eyes briefly, but opened them when Anne placed the cool ice on my head. It felt very good. Easing the pain. I took a deep breath and tried to relax.

Anne was talking to me, explaining that I was OK and it was just a bump on my forehead. I looked up into her eyes and saw a very caring person. I tried to explain how grateful I was that she was helping me. Anne just said "Shush".

Anne began rubbing my shoulders and neck telling me to go to sleep. The ice was working as the throbbing in my head relaxed somewhat. Anne's hands where warm on the back of my neck, I opened my eyes to she her leaning over me. Anne's breasts where right in my face. Only her T-shirt was between them and me. I watched her tits as they swayed back and forth as her hands massaged me. I felt my cock harden as I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning came late. Thankfully I slept through breakfast. I could here voices and I felt the schooner moving. We where underway. There was a knock on the door. I answered to the knock with "come in". Anne came in with a tray of fruit and coffee. She sat the coffee down on the table. She was wearing a bikini top with her shorts today.

Anne said, "Let me take a look at your head." She leaned over me again to view my forehead. Her bra covered her nipples but the top of her mounds came within inches of my nose. I could smell the sweetness of her coconut oil sunscreen. I took a deep breath, and she heard me do it.

She pulled back, stood straight up and asked me, "Are you going to get another erection like last night?"

I was embarrassed and shook my head no. I told Anne I was sorry, that I was drunk and promised to behave myself. Anne leaned back over and kissed me on the cheek. She whispered in my ear that she enjoyed seeing me respond to her touch. I smiled back and sat up, I swung my legs and feet to the floor. I felt a little dizzy so I remained still.

Anne handed me the coffee and told me to sit still and drink it. With that she left the cabin returning to the galley. After maybe five minutes I was feeling fine. I went to the shower and cleaned myself up. In the mirror I viewed my big red knot on my forehead. I touched it and found it sore but not disabling.




The Cruise



I dressed and went to the galley and had a seat. Anne asked if I wanted anything, I just asked for another cup of coffee. I sat there drinking my fresh cup and watched her work. Her back was beautiful; it was tapered going down to her thin waist. I could only imagine how she would look nude.

I asked Anne what was in store for today. She replied they would anchor early today for some snorkeling. She asked me if I felt up to diving. I told her I would have to wait and see, but right now, no.

Anne laughed and turned towards me and spoke, "If you stay on board with me, I'll put you to work. I think I could use you for something." She winked.

I smiled back at her remark and told her I would take that idea under advisement.

Within an hour the ships sails came down. The diesel motors started and we inched our way towards a rocky shore. The anchor splashed in the water and everyone was scurrying around getting ready to snorkel dive. The ships hands put two inflatable boats over the side. Everyone was being loaded in the two boats. The Captain came over to me and asked if I felt up to going along. I thought a second, and replied that I would stay on board. The two boats left with everyone but Terry, Anne and myself.

Terry was on deck working on his equipment, so I went to the galley. Anne turned when I stepped down into her galley. She had this big smile on her face. She took me by the hand saying, "We had better look at that bump" and led me to the forward spaces.

She pulled me into my cabin and had me sit down. Anne leaned over me once again, but this time her tits squished into my face. My lips came together and began kissing the tops her boobs. I hands came up and under lifting her tits into my face even more. Anne's hands pulled the back of my head pushing my face tighter into her bosom. I could smell and taste her coconut oil. I let go of her boobs and went to her back and pulled her bikini tie loose. She pulled back, letting if fall to the floor. I leaned forward and took her nipple between my lips and gently suck it. I felt her hand move to my crotch. Anne grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze feeling it's firmness. As horny as I was I knew the tip would already be wet with my precum.

My own hand moved to Anne shorts. I inched my finger in-between her leg and the shorts. She spread her self to give me better access. She wasn't wearing panties. My finger found her hole, gooey.

Anne let go of my cock and pulled her breasts from my face. She unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall to the floor. She kicked them off of her feet. She pulled me up right and unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down to my ankles where I kicked them off of my feet.

Anne knelt before me. I looked down into her eyes. She smiled back at me and then took my cock into her hand. She tasted the fluid on the tip then licked the head of my shaft. I let my hands move slowly through her hair. With my fingertips I gently massaged her head.

Anne moved my cock in and out of her mouth. One of her hands held my sack in a light grip. The other hand moved over my lower stomach teasing the hair there.

I told Anne that I didn't want to cum yet, and pulled her upright. We began kissing; our tongues explored each other's mouth. She had a nice sensual kiss.

I felt her warm breasts against mine. Anne moved her hips closer to mine. I felt her pelvic bone grind against my cock. We kissed with lust; our hands danced over each other's body with passion. Anne took my cock and placed it between her legs. She was as hot as they come.

We crept over to the bed, I leaned her back down on to the mattress. Anne raised her legs and placed her feet on the side rail of the bed. I moved closer to her with my cock in my hand. With my other hand I opened her cunt wide. My cock head touched her clit and she jumped with excitement. I stayed with her excited clit. I rubbed my cock head back and forth, up and down on it.

Anne's hand reached out to me, beckoning me to fill her cunt with my cock. My ass went back and I repositioned my cock to her opening. Then I slowly entered her waiting passage to pleasure.

Anne's legs now wrapped around my waist pulling me deeper into her. Our lips met once again in a deep and passionate kiss. My cock started pumping cum immediately into her sweetness. I let out a sigh and a moan. Anne took my face and layered it with her kisses.

The two of us got up and into my bed. We lay there side by side. Our fingers explored each other some more. Our lips touched each other's face and lips. Anne was fingering my nipples and with her leg rubbing my wet cock. I became aroused after a few minutes of this play. My cock filled and wanted more of her.

I was feeling very aroused. My mind raced to her cum filled pussy. I wanted to be really kinky now. I knelt over Anne, my knees and legs on either side of her body. I started kissing her face, neck and tits. I worked down her stomach to her pelvis. My head went in-between her legs and with fervor I began eating her out.

Anne grabbed my head pulling it hard into her pussy. I drank our juices until she had her orgasm. After that she pulled me back up and began licking our juice off of my face. My cock found it's way back into her. We began and slow grinding motion. My pelvic bone was hard against hers and my cock deep inside of her pussy.

We where really wet. Anne whispered into my ear, "Fuck me fast and hard". I could hear our bones crashing. I could her the squish of sexual juices merging within her. Soon we both had orgasms, within seconds of each other. We fell into a mass of sweaty legs and arms intertwined for sex.

The two of us caught our breaths and Anne sat upright. She looked around as if she was thinking, she turned to me saying, "Grab your swim trunks and follow me."

Anne and I went out onto the deck of the schooner naked. I followed her to the rope ladder and she descended down into the water. As I climbed onto the ladder I saw Terry looking our way. He waved to me and I waved back.

The water was cool and refreshing to my sore and fatigued body. Anne and I frolicked in the blue water until we heard the sounds of the outboard motors. We swam back to the ladder and put our clothing on. We climbed onboard and were drying off as the first boat came alongside.

During dinner that evening I heard how I missed out on some beautiful diving. I just smiled saying that I was happy for everyone. Little did they know that I also had an enjoyable day.

The next morning I awakened, as the boat started moving. I took a cup of coffee on deck and watched the shoreline changing. Terry told me we where not going far, just to another cove on the far side of this island. As I ate breakfast with the others we anchored in the new cove.

Out on deck we where greeted with a spectacular view. The shoreline was dotted with many small and secluded beaches with the tallest of trees as a backdrop. The small beaches where separated by groups of large rock formations. Everyone was excited to explore.

Personally I wanted to slip away with Anne once again. I eyed her talking to

Candice. Both where smiling and looking over at me. I wondered what they had in mind.

Anne explained that Candice wanted to come along with us. I was reluctant go along with that idea but I know I could not decline. I agreed with them. Knowing this would be the last cove I was to visit, I felt I would be missing out on something special.

The others had made their way to the beach by boat. Anne, Candice and I swam to the beach. The boat arrived with the others while where only halfway there. Anne commented that they had not taken her favorite beach. She told Candice and I to follow her.

The water was calm as we walked out onto the beach. The sun was blazing overhead with just a slight breeze making it a perfect day for a perfect place. The three of us fell onto the beach to rest from our invigorating swim.

Anne stood, looked at me and smiled. Her hands went to her neck and untied her bikini top letting it fall forward exposing her breasts to the sun. She then reached behind and pulled the back strap loose. Her bikini top fell to the sand. I watched Anne's thumbs go into her waistband then slowly pull the rest of her bikini to her ankles. She squatted down and picked the bikini up and carried it to the tree line.

When she turned around she found Candice and I staring at her beautiful body. Anne said to us, "Come on shed the clothing, I have a very special place to show you two."

I was a little embarrassed when I complied with my orders; I had not noticed that Anne's nude body had aroused my cock. The to girls had taken off at a brisk pace leaving me to follow their beautiful swaying bodies walking bare footed through the sand.

We took a short journey to a hidden beach surrounded with boulders. There was plenty of sunshine and shade. Off to the side was a fresh water stream pouring into the bay. Anne walked to the stream and knelt down next to it and began drinking the water.

Candice and I stood watching. I was focused on Anne's buns and her pussy beneath. Oh, I so had the urge to dive onto her and feast on her sexy body. But before I could, Candice walked past me and knelt beside Anne.

Anne cupped her hands together and dipped them into the water, and then she lifted them to Candice's mouth giving her a drink. There was something very sensual about the two drinking the water. I wanted to do it also.

I knelt down and took a drink myself. The water was cool and refreshing beyond belief.

Anne smiled and said that this one stream carried its water from an ancient love encampment half way up the mountain. She continued saying that the area was used in ancient times as sort of a honeymoon area where newly wedded couples would come to spend time alone. Anne continued with the story saying that the water had special properties that when drank from another's hands that it would invoke passion beyond belief.

Anne stood and stepped back from Candice and begun a slow swaying dance. Candice looked as she was in a trance watching Anne's body sway. I watched in disbelief as Candice's cupped her breast into her own hands and started pinching her nipples. Anne continued her slow seductive dance.

Candice stood and started dancing with Anne. I knelt in the sand with a huge erection as the two women danced, getting closer and closer to each other.

In a matter of a minute their bodies touched. Their nipples swayed onto the others breasts then flatted as they began hugging each other. I watched in increasing disbelief and their hips began to gyrate into each other. I stood up and walked closer.

The two girls lips met in a long and passionate kiss. I could hear them moaning as their heads moved and tilted as they kissed. When the kiss broke apart, Candice fell to her knees. She looked up into Anne's eyes and parted her pussy with her fingers, then with a long tender lick tasted Anne.

Anne stood there with her feet slightly apart holding the back of her lover's head. I moved even closer. Anne reached out to me, to be with her. I went to her backside and started kissing her neck and back. My cock rubbed the crack between her buns. My hands cupped her breast and squeezed them. I felt Anne's involuntary climax in my hands and my cock against her. Anne's knees weakened and I helped her down to the sand. Candice continued loving the woman's body.

Anne whispered to me to bring her a drink of water. I got up and took two large steps to the stream and dipped my cupped hands into the cool water and quickly returned to Anne's lips.

Anne drank the water and licked my hands. She then pulled my head down to her and we kissed. My cock was dangling hard between my legs. I know I would not last much longer. Anne asked Candice to move away from her. I quickly got in between Anne's legs and lowered myself down on top of her body.

The tip of my cock found Anne's pussy wet and parted. I entered easily as Anne's hips lunged upward into mine, driving my cock deep inside of her.

I was correct. With all of the excitement that I had witnessed, I shot my load prematurely. I feel silent onto Anne's chest.

Anne told Candice she had better get me a drink. I rolled off of her and sat upright as Candice returned with the water. She lifted her hands to my lips and I drank the cool refreshing wetness.

Immediately my cock hardened. I started a slow circular walk around Candice. I held my cock in my hand slowly stroking it.

Anne suggested that I get Candice a drink. I ignored her at first; I really just wanted to fuck her. Then I remember the waters powers. I stepped to the steam scooping the water up and returning to Candice. She eagerly lapped up the cool special waters.

Candice stepped closer to me and grabbed my cock in her hand. Our lips met and our tongued danced with each other's. I eased Candice back down onto the sand. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around my waist. Reaching down I found my cock and started moving her pussy open.

Anne pulled me back. I turned and glared at her. Anne said, "We must prepare her first. She is a virgin." That word would not register to my brain.

Anne knelt beside me and lifted Candice's butt off of the sand giving her a better angle to lick the virgin pussy. I was touching and feeling both of their bodies. Candice had her orgasm before Anne allowed me back on top of her. I quickly got in place. Anne was next to me holding Candice's pussy lips apart and guiding my cock in.

I felt the head of my cock enter. There seemed to be a tight ring just below my cock head. I pressed forward slowly but Candice pushed upwards and I popped into her.

Candice let out a shriek as I enter her fully. But that didn't slow her hips down at all. She kept meeting my thrusts, our hipbones crashed into each other's. Candice wrapped her legs around my waist; her arms circled my neck pulling me closer and deeper. 

I felt my balls boiling with another shot of semen. I stiffed my buns and back feeling the orgasmic spasm squirting my cum deep in Candice.

I would love to tell you about the rest of the day, but I can't. I am to damn horny to continue recounting that beautiful last day of my vacation.

I will tell you; yes the three of us had more sex that day. Candice was a little sore the next day when we docked. And best of all, Anne told me to sign up for the cruse next year and to bring my wife along, that we will take her to the special stream. 



The Cruise



It displaced almost 100,000 tons making it largest luxury passenger ship ever built. Despite it's size, the red and white steel monster could cruise the the high seas at a speed greater than 30 miles per hour. Water jets allowed it to turn 180 degrees inside the confines of a narrow body of water such as the Hudson River. In fact it could swivel.

S.S. USA offered all the amenities that vacationers could want. There were four swimming pools all 90 feet x 30 feet. A fully equipped health club offered both strength training room and cardio room. There were six cafes, and four very large gift shops. The latest movies always played in it's three theaters. Two bands, one rock and the other jazz/blues, were on hand to give concerts at two concert halls. There was even a large internet cafe with 150 PC and Apple McIntosh computers.

It's cabins could match the rooms of any five star hotel for comfort and luxury. Many had a small deck with chairs. They all had a television with DVD player, and a stereo.

My name is Stephanie. I am 41 years old and weigh 140 pounds. I obviously don't fit into the same clothes I wore as a teen but I still have a pretty good figure. I love to walk several laps around the track next to my condominium.

It was dusk on a Friday when I stepped off from the bus at the harbor where S.S. USA towered over the other structures near it. Nearby some harbor tugboats were docked. 

Carrying one suitcase for my clothes I came to the line of people who walked up the stairway onto the ship's weather deck. I was actually traveling by myself, not something that many people would do. 

It had been a while since I was emotionally involved with anyone. Actually I had been divorced for almost fifteen years. I could make friends easily because I like people and I do not shy away from meeting them.

My accommodations were in one of the ship's more economical rooms five decks down inside the hull. Yet even this room was quite comfortable and well furnished.

After watching the city and the skyline fade back into invisibility I found my room again where I changed clothes into my lime green two piece bathing suit. 

I found the one of the ship's four swimming pools. Around it were several lounge chairs with tables. It had a diving board which was quite unexpected.

What I saw surprised me but in time I would soon grow accustomed to it. Before long it would feel normal. I had been sitting by the pool at mid ship for just seconds when a girl about, I'd say early to mid 20s, and fully nude came to the pool area. I looked around me to discover that I was the only person there wearing a bathing suit.

I have never been shy and I'm by no means a prude. I don't shock easily. Rather than leave, I simply took off my bathing suit.

Lying in the chase lounge next to me, enjoying a cigarette, was a woman with auburn hair. We quickly became acquainted.

"This is my first cruise."

"You'll find that they're a lot of fun. My husband and I love this free style. He's the blond in front of me."

Her husband came to the edge of the pool and leaned. He looked to be early thirties.

"This is my husband Larry."

"How do you do?" 

"Fine," I replied. " My name is Stephanie."

The two pieces of my swim suit were used to hold my lounge while i bathe. I swam a few laps then came to the center.

"Stephanie are you single or married?"

"Single, actually I'm divorced," I replied.

I didn't talk much about my divorce. There was no point. I can only say that my x husband was not at fault.

"Helen and I have been married for 6 years. We've always wanted to come to a place that allows nude bathing."

"I have to say this is a first for me."

"Where do you live?"

"It's a small town just outside New York City. I'm a CPA for a local firm near my home."

"I'm a Mutual Fund manager with Fidelity Investments. My wife teaches high school biology. We're from suburban Boston."

"Are there any children?"

"Not yet," he replied. "We want to enjoy life for a while before we settle down. We'd like to start a family some day."

The water had been pumped from the ocean to fill the pool and felt cool. It was May but ocean temperatures off New England had not caught up with air temperatures.

Walking up the pool steps onto the patio I returned to my lounge chair where I passed a leisurely hour in company with Larry and Helen. Literature became the topic of conversation. Helen, a voracious reader, liked detective stories, and espionage.

The paperback in front of her on the table was opened to somewhere in the middle. The pages faced down.

"I've always liked to read. I can't stand romance novels. Most girls seem to enjoy them, but i don't get it." 

"I read them." 

A cruise ship could only be a miniature version of the world in which it functioned. In the world there were nudist colonies but areas away from the beach or lake were clothing required. Knowing this, I dressed in my swim suit so that I could walk back to my room without calling attention to myself. I could not imagine nudity being permitted anywhere else on the ship.

Back in my cabin I pulled on the same clothes I wore when I came aboard. It comprised of a pair of dark pink shorts, a gray T shirt and sandals. 

Before long I would get an entirely different sense of the ship. In the corridors guys and girls were walking nude to and from their cabins. Reaching the weather deck I saw a tall, lean girl with light blond, long straight hair falling down past her shoulders. She wore a shade of dark pink lipstick with blue eyeliner. She was standing naked with her back to the rail. 

By now I felt as though I had to question this whole scene.

"Hi," I said.

"Hi," she replied.

"I'm beginning to feel as though I'm over dressed, like the guy who plays baseball wearing a three piece suit." I giggled.

"You are girl," she answered. "This entire ship is clothing optional. You'll find more nudists here than clothed people."

"I was on my way to the gift shop the long way." 

Walking back toward my state room, I got the message. 

"Lose the clothes girl." 

When in Rome do as the Romans do I thought. Immediately upon arrival I undressed completely. Naked with pocketbook slung over my left arm, I left my cabin bound for the gift shops.

She was still there when I came back to where I first saw her.

"My name is Stephanie by the way," I told her.

"It's really nice to meet you. I'm Paula."

"Did you come with anyone?"

"I left my husband back in the room watching a movie. I'm waiting for my sister Carrie."

"I actually came on this cruise by myself. None of my friends could afford it but I didn't wish to deny myself."

"Well that works," she replied with a wide grin. "There's some gorgeous single men here. Maybe you'll score." 

"I don't know about that."

"Do you like girls?"

"As a matter of fact I do," I replied.

"My sister is a lesbian." 

"Does she have a wife, or a girlfriend?" 

"She's quite available. That's why I brought her. I hope she'll meet someone."

I had been open to meet miss right for a long time. At the same time I thought I hardly know this girl and she's already trying to play matchmaker for me. I'll meet her sister and be sociable. If we never see each other again after the cruise that's no big deal.

Just seconds later another girl came walking up to join us.

"This is my sister Carrie. This is Stephanie."

Like the two of us, Carrie was naked. My eyes roamed the full height of her vase shaped body. Her boobs were a good size for her. They were not excessively large nor too small. Her hair was a darker shade than that of her sister and her eyes brown. She had the same triangular face. She had the same full lip on a short mouth but her lip gloss was red.

The three of us walked together over to the gift shop.

A couple of guys passed us walking in the opposite direction. Paula's head turned giving her an eyeful of two asses. 

"There should be a lot of nice things in the gift shop." 

"I hope so," I replied. "There's four on this ship."

"What kind of stuff do you like?"

"Sailing ship models, wood carvings. I have a brother who carves."

"What does he carve?"

"Faces, a birds claw," I replied. 

By now I was growing well accustomed to having the run of the ship nude. I could not imagine wearing even a thong anywhere on board. 

It was quite late and I needed a night's sleep. We had been browsing the gift shops for an hour. The small ship in a bottle cost me $25 and was the only purchase I made. The shops carried everything from carvings to aspirin to water pistols, and wind chimes, and post cards at outrageously expensive prices. 

"It's late." I yawned. 

Carrie agreed. "I should turn in also. Can I see you tomorrow?" 

"Sure," I replied.

I awoke in the morning refreshed from a night's sleep. The time was 7:35 when I turned on my night light. This stinks. Carrie dose not know where I am aboard this ship I told myself. We had talked from the moment we met. 

When the ship's housekeeping crew had prepared the room they left notices. I took one and read it for the first time. It was a list of the movies playing in it's theaters.

The time was coming up on 8 am when I heard a knock on my door. I had just come out of the shower and was toweling off. Dropping the towel I went to the door and opened it.

Carrie stood there. I was quite happily surprised that she found me.

"I thought you might want to go for breakfast."

"Let's go," I replied quickly.

One of the ships cafes was situated at the extreme back end, called the stern as I would learn later. Bay windows gave a nice view of the ship's white water trail.

As the night before, men and women came into the lounge fully nude. The place filled quickly.

I looked around especially at the women. Some had great bodies. Others could use some exercise and drop a few pounds.

The straight girls in the lounge no doubt eyeballed the men. They tried to get at least a look at cock if not actually get it. 

It was a self serve type establishment. We got our danish and coffee and walked toward the back wall. We sat in a nice black leather cushion seat.

What happened next was a bit strange but, none the less, an acquaintance I was happy to make.

An elderly woman looked in my direction. I looked back at her.

Trying to be understanding rather than confrontational I asked the only question that came to mind. 

"Excuse me maam," I said. "Does my nudity bother you?"

"Oh no dear, You're very pretty."

I was beaming then. "Thank you so much!"

"I lost my partner of 35 years about two months ago." "I'm so sorry! Was she sick a long time?"

"Susan had high blood pressure. I kept after her to take her medication."

"Awe that stinks," I said.

"You know if I was a younger woman not so wrinkled I'd be going naked myself."

"I'll bet you had quite a body in your day."

"Oh you flatter me," she replied giggling.

Carrie and I turned out to be both avid fans of jazz music. We came to our places in the balcony at 8 pm where we relaxed in cushioned chairs. People were still coming to their seats for the next few moments before the musicians walked onto the stage.

At 11 pm we had arrived back at her room. I pulled her body against mine. She kissed my cheek then my neck. Lips met for the first time then our mouths opened. The faint buzz of the vibrator caressing my clit then slowly entering my vagina made me thrash about wildly and scream. My cum had been flowing freely. Muscles contracted then relaxed again and again.

As I lay exhausted from multiple orgasms I wanted to tell the story behind my divorce. Recovered after a few minutes I revealed all.

"Fifteen years ago I was 26. I had a hot little 19 year old during an afternoon romp at my apartment. Janet used a strap-on."

"Tell me more," said Carrie.

"Ron came home quite unexpectedly and caught us in the act."

"Ouch," remarked Carrie!

"Later that evening I asked him for a divorce and he consented."

Carrie and I became a couple that week. We saw three movies. We talked and laughed and spent more time together than apart. What's more important, we had exchanged home addresses and phone numbers and cell phone numbers. 

Together we walked down the stairs toward dry land back in the city that was home port. My 35 year old lover took my hand. Her younger sister Paula walked in front of us and beside her husband.

In 48 hours life would be totally back to normal. Normal was a perhaps a JS Collection Floral blouse with black skirt and high heals. I had actually brought the outfit just to have something dressy to wear to a dance. Normal was book keeping and financial management chores for small businesses.

"Stephie I love that blouse!" Carrie remarked.

"Thank you," I replied. "This is an old one. I got it Lord and Taylor a year ago." 

We walked off holding hands and making more girl talk. 

"Who does your hair? It a nice style for you."

She wore it medium length and parted. 

"Lorenzo," she answered. "It's a mile from home."

As I walked toward the land I vowed to join a woman's health club. There was a Curves near my home. The thought of being naked for a week and having men but hopefully also women scope out my body became a powerful motivation to shape up. My body, I felt could use some work. I gave myself one year.

Carrie and I kissed and parted for the time being. I boarded the bus that brought me to the harbor. She went off to ride with her sister and brother .



The Cruise



Tom loved his wife very much, the way her hair fell down around her neck the way she smelled, the way she looked, every thing in its place for 33 years of age, and always looking to please him in any way.

Tom and Jennifer had been married now for 12 years, not all had been easy, they had been through their rough times but these were the good times for sure.

Jennifer was 5 feet 4 inch's tall and weighed in at about 130 lbs., her hair was a deep red and curled a bit in waves as it trailed down over her shoulders and rested on her middle back.

It was Saturday afternoon and both were busy with catching up on things that had gone undone during the week, when Jennifer yelled out, Hey hun, I think I found a vacation deal we can afford.

Tom had been in the garage thumbing through the ads and thinking of ways to talk Jennifer into a new SUV that he had taken a liking to.

I'll be right there Tom yelled back as he traversed the small array of steps leading into the house from the garage. Jennifer sat at the computer, a smile beaming from her turned head as Tom approached.

At first the Web page Jennifer pointed to made no sense, as it said "Motor Yacht Adventures"

And then following her finger tip to smaller print, (Now taking applications for hosts)

Jennifer beamed at her husband as she clicked on the text and went to the page describing need for Hosts and the fact that Hosts would only need to get air fair to the departing point and all expenses would be paid from there on.

Tom smiled and told her, Ya I guess we could afford that couldn't we, and the dates look good, That's when both kids will be at Mom's for spring break. Tom then agreed they should write for more information.

A week or so went by and the information came in the mail on the private motor yacht cruises offered by what appeared to be a couple in there 40s.

Tom and Jennifer read over the literature, it mentioned that it was an adult cruise, (No kids allowed) They both smiled at each other when reading that phrase.

The papers also said there was no rules once they were away from dock and that it was an adult atmosphere.

Jennifer Smiled at Tom as It now was looking to be more of what she was looking for lately.

It had been no secret between the two that Jennifer had been going through a mid life crisis of her own, for the last year or so.

They had discussed the lack of romance and passion in their relationship and had even talked of trying new things, but always there was the lack of time to discuss such things as well as the kids.

In Jennifer's mind this would be a great chance to get Tom alone and maybe get back some of that flame. 

Tom nervously smiled back her way as he tried not to think to hard of the whole thing as it may not pan out anyway.

The paperwork asked for there pictures in there swim suits, as they would spend most there time in that attire. And as well as there filling out both a questionnaire in private and placing them both in separate envelopes when completed.

Tom and Jennifer completed there Questionnaires separately as was asked and placed them each in there envelopes.

Tom thought it was odd some of the questions they had asked.

In his mind it sounded like they would be maybe seeing people in slight undress and perhaps with no cloths on and being hosts would that bother them?

To Jennifer It was apparent that things would be very liberal on board and it excited her greatly.

She had even at one point gotten a bit wet answering some of the questions on her questionnaire. 

Two weeks later they received a letter congratulating them on there being accepted as one of two sets of couples that would be crew hosts on the next cruise.

Jennifer was ecstatic and shopped almost every day for both of there attire for the cruise, even though the letter had said they would be supplied with cloths to dress in for different events, She couldn't resist shopping before they went, and after all there was the trip down and back on the airplane, and layovers.

Tom and Jennifer wandered out on the docks looking for the yacht, while following the map sent to them a week ago.

Ah there it is, Jennifer exclaimed. And off she ran towards the Yacht, Come on hun hurry up, yea all right.

The vessel was more beautiful up close than Tom had imagined it would be, always the skeptic.

Jennifer By now was hugging the owner and his wife as if they had known each other for years.

The man and woman both attractive for there age introduced them selves as Mell and Mary.

The other Hosts were already aboard and in there room changing and Mel and Mary asked that they show the young couple to there room and go over some things with them.

The room was nice and small and had a perfumed smell to it and two small piles of clothing lay on the double bed.

Mary told Them the guests would show up in a half an hour and to be ready and dressed in what was laid out for there arrival.

The man and woman left the room and Jennifer and Tom began to dress.

Tom was putting on a set of trunks when he heard Jennifer gasp, Oh my god, Look at this thing, Tom smiled lewdly as he peered upon Jennifer's skimpy attire.

The outfit was no more than lingerie, Back lace and Thong panties with a string bikini top, barely large enough to hold in her 36c breasts.

By now the motors rumbled away as the boat lurched and a knock on the door brought both back to there senses.

We are departing, and the guests are all here.

Jennifer looked at Tom and Tom at Jennifer, Both now realized what was happening, two and two equals oh my goodness, they both put it together at the same time, This cruise was going to be about sex, naked people and perhaps partner swapping.

What should we do Tom exclaimed, Jennifer's mind re stepped the last 5 years and then the last year and she made a decision she knew may end her marriage right here and now, (Lets try It) She said with a smile, What the hell, we have needed something now for a year and a half, this might help us out.

Tom looked at her with a blank stare as his eyes started to drop down her beautiful body reminding him of what he had lost as his manhood began to stir with the thoughts of her being seen by others in that attire.

Tom smiled and said something he would later regret, "as long as you promise you won't be jealous or interfere in what I may or may not do! 

Jennifer Looked at him and realized that this in his mind was a selfish request and smiled and said, "OK same for me right?.

Tom selfishly smiled and said Yes , it's a deal!.

They both finished dressing and Tom opened the door for her and motioned after you.

Tom and his wife walked towards the back of the boat through a lavish lounge and outside through a glass door and introduced themselves to the guests.

Jennifer glanced at shore as it was all but gone and then turned to look at her husband whom was already heading another direction.

Deep inside something stirred in Jennifer that very moment as she turned back around it was as if she was an actor in a strange movie and she was looking down on her self and not from the inside looking out any more.

Jennifer Saw the other Host for the first time wearing the same outfit and noticed she was carrying drinks from the lounge.

She headed into the lounge area to get a tray and perform the same task, on the way in the door Mel met her.

Mel smiled and told her she was doing great and she looked great in her outfit and she was a beautiful woman indeed.

Jennifer smiled and got a bit warm inside from the compliment, and said thank you to Mel, Mel winked at her and walked on.

He was such a gentleman, Why couldn't her husband be that way.

She walked to the bar and the bartender gave her a tray of drinks and when Jennifer had turned to go reached out and patted her on the ass.

She jumped and looked over her shoulder at the tall dark handsome man that had touched her bare ass.

It accured to Jennifer that this was the first man sense that little tryst 3 years ago to touch her other than her husband.

Her surprised look turned to a look of mischief as she turned forward again and began to walk. Jennifer Now noticed for the first time her breasts were bobbing up and down and side to side challenging the string top to keep them covered as she walked with the tray, making her a bit wet down below for the first time in a long time without being touched first.

She also noticed that her nipples were standing at attention and putting on a show of there own through the thin fabric of the top.

The afternoon turned to evening as she carted drinks back and forth and as things grew quieter she started to have a few drinks, and flirt with the bartender, in her mind catching up with new flirting etiquette, as well as teasing him a bit.

The sun had gone down and people were mingling well with others and Mell asked if she could take some drinks to a group of men in a corner he had pointed to.

Jennifer smiled and took the tray over to a group of men engaged in a heated debate over what women want.

She smiled and with the tray in one hand and a drink in the other asked who had the whisky.

One man looked at the others and said, I don't know, now who had that?

As he spoke he reached out and rubbed the cheek of her ass running one finger under the side strap of her thong.

The young wife froze as electricity ran through her body at the feeling of what was happening to her in front of 5 men, My god they are all looking at me and him as he touches my ass.

Her sudden stillness is taken as a sign by the others and almost immediately she has another hand on the opposite side and one hand on each breast at first feeling there softness through the thin fabric and then suddenly diving underneath skin to skin, rolling her nipples, squeezing her tit flesh.

She notices now that the men massaging her ass have forgone the thin barrier of fabric and now have two hands working away inside her thong, pulling her ass cheeks apart as another hand caress her pussy lips.

Across the room Tom sees his wife standing in the circle of men staring straight ahead with her lips poised in an O fashion, her eyes closing for long periods. He shifts his position a bit and now can see as well his wife's young body being invaded by the men's hands as she stands there.

Tom felt guilty becoming aroused at such a site, how could he look on like a peeping tom at the sexual situation unfolding in front of him, and worse yet become aroused at the site of his own wife being handled there in front of him and 5 other men and whom ever else may be watching. Jennifer's legs began to shake and her nipples harden in the hands of two men as they continue to pinch and roll them forth and back with skill while cupping her tender flesh. 

Her world stood still as one of the men told her she had better not drop the tray or drink, else she would ruin the carpet as well as they would tell Mell she was not doing a good job.

Her mind was on fire as she struggled with her body and mind, Mind saying one thing body another.

All at once she let out a sharp yelp and "OH GODDD" as the man in front of her that had been so gently massaging her pussy all at once pushed up in to her, two fingers to his knuckles and then brought his thumb to rest on her now slippery over sensitive clitoris. 

The drinks rattled on the tray as the men got quite to watch her struggle with the control of her orgasm, knowing that it was indeed cruel to make a woman cum this way but also knowing she would be forced to cum longer by having to control her body and stand while holding the drink and tray.

Jennifer's Orgasm continued as if never to stop as the men continued there manipulation of her young body.

All at once she felt her chin being pulled upward and a hot mouth covered hers.

Instinctively with eyes closed she opened her mouth and returned the persons French kiss as well as began to scream into the persons mouth while there tongs passed and intertwined hers twisting and vibrating with her orgasm.

Suddenly as the Orgasm subsides she opened her eyes to her amazement to see her husband Tom still embraced in the kiss with eyes closed.

She couldn't remember the last time he had kissed her that way and let out a long moan and pulled back from him.

The men pull there hands away from her as she stares into Toms now open eyes.

She feels so many feelings and guilt for what has happened is the most prominent all at once.

Jennifer broke the stare with her husband and started to mentally compose herself avoiding eye contact with the men, saying she is sorry.

The men took what was left of the drinks and tell her it is ok and she can bring them another round any time.

She looked one last time at Tom not knowing what to expect only to see him smiling back at her and wink as he went back to his duties.

Tom really only knew he was very turned on by what had happened and his balls were ready to burst at any given moment.

As Tom walked away he was approached by one of the men in the group that introduced himself as Al.

Tom had no way of knowing that Al had been the instigator in his wife's humiliating public Orgasm.

Al asked if Tom enjoyed what had just happened over in the corner with the others and if he would like to be involved in other surprises that they may have in mind for her.

Tom smiled and said yes as his other head was thinking now and plus he didn't want to miss anything that may happen to Jennifer, all the while wondering if he was making a mistake.

Al smiled and walked off with Tom toward the outside, thinking of ways to use Tom's wife now that he would have the help of her husband.

Meanwhile Jennifer had gotten back to the bar where the bar tender had asked her to help behind the bar.

Jennifer at first chance drank a triple shot of straight gin to help ease her mind of the incident with the 5 gentleman as well as numb her senses a bit, her whole body being extra sensitive as well from the long orgasm she had endured.

Jennifer's thoughts were interrupted as she heard some commotion out in the crowd.

It was a woman's voice in a horse tone " OH MY, GOD GOD, IEEEEEEE, she squealed a bit quieter but the crowd had also got quieter as some had gotten curios as to her plight. 

The crowd's attention had been drawn to Jennifer's counterpart, a young blond woman that had boarded around the same time as Jennifer and Tom. 

She had been carrying out Jennifer's functions in the crowd as Jennifer worked behind the bar.

Jennifer lifted herself a bit leaning over the bar and standing on her tip toes to see what was happening.

Jennifer could see the pail white skin of the woman's thighs at shoulder height with a small group in the middle of the room, Her skin was easy to pick out because of the conflict with the darker clothing of the men and women sitting in the small group. It was also apparent that her upturned ass was at chest height do to her being on all fours on a large footstool in the center of the sitting group. 

A clear view of the woman was impossible for Jennifer to get from her vantagepoint, but she could see the woman's skin shake on her ass and thighs in a steady rhythm and her forehead up towards the ceiling as a man held a fist of her long Maine of hair, pulling it back towards her ass. 

Jennifer could now see her face as it was being pulled upward by the pulling of her hair, and she could see the woman's eyes were closed and mouth hung open wide and was now making gutter rolled sounds through her tight neck muscles.

Tom had seen the whole spectacle from across the room and had made his way to the group to get a closer look.

As he grew closer he saw that the woman was being held in place by at least 4 people and that another woman was on her knees behind the woman with her hand hidden in between the young blond woman's legs.

Tom changed positions with another man and saw the woman's elbow moving in rhythm with the skin shaking on the young blonde's ass.

It was then Tom saw the woman behind had buried her whole hand in the young blonde's pussy and was fisting her to Orgasm after orgasm while the small group found other things to do to torment the young woman's body.

The small outfit resembling his wife Jennifer's had all been moved off to the side and or lifted out of the way and lay in clumps on her pale body as several people from the group slapped her small hanging tits and rolled her nipples as well as reaching under her and slapping her clit making her jump go out of her mind dropping in and out of her Orgasms.

Tom realized at this point these people were extremely good at what they were doing and wondered what Jennifer and himself had gotten into.

As Tom pondered this he was tapped on the arm by Al who was courting a devious look of mischief on his face. 

Jennifer could see at this point the man sitting directly behind the young blond being disheveled pushing his finger into her up turned ass and getting quite a vocal response from her as he pushed forward harder burying his index finger to the hilt as another woman poured a liquid substance directly above the young woman's rose bud, lubricating the point well so the man could start pounding in and out with two fingers now.

As Jennifer watched on she could see that being herself out there taking that pounding and Cumming uncontrollably over and over again, almost as if she was becoming addicted. She began to get wet again just thinking about it as she stretched over the bar.


Almost in perfect timing she felt the thin fabric of her thong being pulled aside making her jump just a bit.

In her heightened state of arousal she held still for a moment hoping for some kind of contact to bring her to another beautiful orgasm as she leaned into the bar on her elbows with legs spread several feet apart.

She thought to her self as the person moved there finger up and down her slit from behind her that she would Orgasm as soon as she was touched and no one would be the wiser, as they were all watching the total public manipulation of the young Blond hostess. 

Jennifer felt pressure on the inside of her left ankle moving her leg out wider and then the other as if in agreement she would lift and move her legs as asked in this silent sexual advance from a stranger.

She could smell the cologne now as he kissed her shoulder blades, now knowing it was a man and most assuredly the bartender.

He seemed now to be busying himself for just a bit, standing directly behind her, Then all at once a sharp pain as if she had been stabbed, feeling his large balls slap her vulva and Grunting out UHG, GODDDDD,

And cumming all at once with her mind on fire saying NO, and her body saying yes as the realization of a man other than her husband being buried deep inside her womb drills into her brain like a hot iron.

As he starts to pound away from behind Jennifer rakes her nails across the bar top finish and can feel the Large cock hitting the end of her cervix, and then all at once the scalding splatters of his seed pelting the walls of her most private place causing Jennifer to have a second orgasm as the cock twitched inside her and the Bartender groaned.

He falls forward pushing her head down sideways onto the bar, her breath fogging the deep wood finish as her elbows squeak outward flattening her breasts against the cool bar top.

The bartender now pulls his spent still half hard member from Jennifer's pussy and she can now feel moisture running down her inner thigh as she lays still without movement on the bar.

Her mind is a mess as she lifts and turns her head looking in the eyes of the man that has all but raped her from behind, spraying his seed up inside her as if she was but a receptacle for his sperm and pleasure.

He smiles back in a devious frame and walks away, pulling himself back into his pants and wiping off his hands with the bar towel.




The Cruise



"I'm going to miss you a lot Hun," he typed and hit the send button. 

Carter was about to go on a cruise with his wife's family. He was looking forward to the trip, but not to being away from Kallie for ten days. He had half jokingly invited her and her husband along, but she hadn't ever committed to either way. He had even come up with a way to keep their spouses from wondering how it had all been arranged.

"I'll miss you too," was her simple reply. "It won't be so long until we can talk again," she quickly followed.

"Yeah, but ten days is going to seem like a long time," he replied adding a little frown smiley to the text before sending it.

She was glad he couldn't see the look on her face or the stack of luggage sitting behind her as she read his reply. "We'll manage somehow," she quickly typed.

"But hun, I need to go. I have some things to do before Alex gets home. You have a wonderful trip and we'll talk soon," she added along with their usual sign off, almost typing that she needed to finish packing.

"I guess ... if I must let you go ... I'll talk to you later babe," Carter typed and he too added the usuals for the end of their day together.

****

Carter logged off and started shutting his computer down. He was leaving work early to get an early start on the vacation and they had a three hour drive to the airport ahead of them. He drove home as quickly as he could through the light snow that was falling "Great, just what we need with a flight to Florida tonight," he mumbled to himself.

When he got home, he realized Jess wasn't even there yet, let alone finished with her packing. He cursed under his breath at her lack of sense of time. Carter knew he was going to have to break a few traffic laws to get to the airport on time. The worst part was they were taking her car so he couldn't even start loading what was ready.

By the time she got home and finished packing, they had about 4 hours to make their flight. With a three hour drive and the security delays, he was definitely going to have to do his best NASCAR impersonation to make it in time.

Once things were loaded and they were on the road, Jess started talking about her day at work, which just frustrated Carter even more. The reasons she had run late were things that could have waited until they got back. That was typical though of the way things had been lately. 

That was a big part of the reason he enjoyed his time on-line with Kallie as much as he did. She was so much more laid back. She had the take life as it comes at you attitude, versus everything having to be planned to the last detail.

****

Kallie wasn't about to tell Carter, but she had convinced Alex to actually take a cruise. She had wanted to go for years and the invitation from Carter was the perfect opportunity to go. Of course, Alex didn't know the reasons behind her picking that particular itinerary, but he didn't need to either.

She finished packing their clothes and set the last bag on the stack just as he walked in the door. "Let me change clothes quick and then we're out of here," he said, barely acknowledging her, before heading up the steps.

She looked at the pile of bags and started to move them closer to the door when she heard Alex yelling something about not being able to find his other shoe. She turned and was about halfway up the steps when he said he had found it, which just made her shake her head.

She took a couple of the lighter bags and brought them out to the car. Kallie probably could have brought some of the others out too, but decided to let him take them instead. She looked up and saw some clouds starting to build and hoped that the forecasted weather would hold off long enough for their plane to get off the ground.

She knew Carter and his families schedule for their trip and had planned their flight and hotel accordingly so there was little chance of them running into each other before she could put her plan into action. Actually it had been his plan, but he never thought she'd go through with it so that would just add to the surprise.

****

After calming down from getting a late start, Carter and Jess had a fairly enjoyable drive. They made it to the airport with a little time to spare which made Carter realize he needed to learn to relax more about the little things.

The flight was pretty uneventful and they had a perfect landing in Fort Lauderdale. They caught a taxi to the hotel, unloaded their bags and went down to the lounge to meet up with the rest of the group as they had planned.

After a couple of drinks, Carter walked to the front desk to arrange for shuttles for everyone and a wake up call in the morning. As he neared the desk, he saw a couple getting into the elevator with their bags. He tried to look closer thinking they looked familiar, but the doors closed too quickly.

"One other thing," he said with a smile to the clerk after making his arrangements "That couple that checked in just before I got to the desk, can you tell me who they are?" he said hoping to recognize the name.

"I'm sorry sir, for the privacy of our guests I can't give you that information. I'm sure you understand," she said with a smile.

"No problem, I just thought I might have recognized them is all," Carter said and returned to the lounge.

"You look deep in thought" Jess said as he sat down.

"Oh it's nothing, just thinking a little about some shore excursions to try," Carter said trying to hide his thought that he wished Kallie was going to be on the boat.

After another drink and with everyone accounted for, they all decided to call it a night. They knew the next day would be a long one and that with the week ahead, they'd need as much rest as they could possibly get.

****

Kallie and Alex boarded the plane. She looked out the window just in time to see the snow start to fall. "Damn it, it's snowing," she said softly, hoping it wouldn't delay their flight, but knowing it probably would. At least they had a direct flight and wouldn't have to worry about missing a connection.

They landed in Fort Lauderdale forty-five minutes late and both were slightly irritable. Alex, being his usual frugal self, wanted to wait the half hour until the next shuttle was there, but Kallie wanted to just get to the hotel and relax. She hailed a cab and said to Alex "Wait if you want, I'm going to the hotel." His only reply was to start loading their bags into the taxi.

Kallie checked in as Alex put their luggage onto a cart and started to wheel it to the elevator. She could hear some people in the lounge laughing and thought it might be fun to go in and have a drink, which was until she heard a voice she recognized.

She finished making her morning arrangements and headed to the elevator where Alex was holding the door, the cart already inside. She turned and looked up, what she saw caught her breath for a moment. It was Carter walking to the desk. She then realized how close she had come to blowing her whole plan.

Kallie smiled lightly but didn't want to seem too excited or it might draw Alex's attention. She wasn't sure how she would react if she they had actually bumped into each other let alone how Carter would react since he didn't know she was there at all.

"What's with the grin?" Alex asked her drawing her back to reality.

"Just thinking about how wonderful this vacation is going to be," she said and kissed him softly on the cheek. "I just hope it's that wonderful," she thought to herself as the elevator began moving.



The Cruise



The Pleasure Cruise Story

Ten well-heeled businessmen decided on a pleasure cruise. They sought out a yacht and a skipper. With the skipper and his deck hand this made an even dozen men. They enlisted the services of four escorts, but something still was lacking. There was the need for a slave girl slut to be used and abused by one and all. The escorts had hard limits and would not even permit being kissed on their lips. Two wouldn't even do anal. The slave girl was needed to fill in the gaps.

Day One: The Departure

In the girls' quarter the four escorts began unpacking. Keiko was the designated slave girl. She came on board dressed as a schoolgirl with an abbreviated skirt and loose socks. Keiko only brought a small bag with toothbrush, toothpaste, comb and brush ensemble, and sun block. The other girls noticed her and regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and envy. She turned the men's heads more than the provocative dresses of the escorts.

The girls chatted about minor topics when the Main Player entered the stateroom. He knocked first before entering but did not wait for a response. Addressing the group he stated matter-of-factly: "Keiko here is a slave. This doesn't mean that she can be forced to do anything! There are two hard rules that you girls must abide by. One, she is not to be forced to eat fecal matter. Two, she cannot be scarred or permanently disfigured. Is that clear?" 

One of the girls, named Sasha, seemed amazed. "For real?" she asked. "Suppose I wish to slap her pretty schoolgirl face?"

"You will not be hampered or hindered," Main Player retorted, showing some irritation and displeasure. "Remember, she is for all of us."

Another of the escorts, named Alexa, interjected: "We haven't set sail yet! Maybe Keiko won't stay on board?"

Main Player frowned. He glared at Alexa and spoke: "I know this girl. Keiko, pull back your hair, present your face to Sasha, and keep your eyes open. Keep eye contact and make no sound. Understood?"

"Yes, Master," Keiko replied. She pulled back her long black hair and angled her jaw upwards. She had been slapped before and knew that presenting a flat surface would minimize any bruising, spread the impact, and make the striking girl's palm smart. 

Sasha was no amateur at slapping a girl's face either. She felt the skin and rubbed gently the exposed area. She practiced several swaths until she determined the most adventitious path to connect. Then with an elliptical arc she connected. Sasha was able to achieve surprise. Salty tears poured over Keiko's hot crimson cheeks. Sasha then asked Keiko what she had to say. Keiko replied: "Thank you, Mistress. May I have another?"

Sasha was preparing for a second slap when the ship's horn signaled departure. "Enough for now," Main Player stated. "All on deck for a head count!" They filed from the stateroom to the deck. The captain signaled four bells and sounded the fog horn again as the deck crewman released the mooring lines. The pleasure ship was off. 

The captain, men, and escorts ate at the Captain's Table. Keiko waited on the tables and the deck hand prepared the meal. Since they had just been in port it was take-out pizza and beer. Main Player told Keiko to undress. She was to be naked at all times except when they were in port. Keiko realized that she would finally have a full body tan, without those unattractive tan lines. The men ate fast, looking forward to desert, which would naturally be having sex with Sasha, Alexa, and the other two prostitutes. 

The first night found four of the men sea sick. Two of the men drank too much and retired early. Four men each took a girl and used the stateroom, deck, captain's quarters, and galley. When one man discovered that his mount would not permit anal, he summonsed Keiko. She came in and was ordered into a doggie position. From there a massive member penetrated her tiny, taut, tight rosette. She moaned as the man pumped her furiously and came in her rectum. After he was done his whore demanded that Keiko clean her pussy with her tongue. Keiko approached the woman only to be told to wait until she had urinated first. Both cum and piss needed to be removed. Keiko obeyed.

Day Two: The Glassy Sea

The cruise was destined for Polynesia and back. The captain knew his route well. He, alone of the men, had no sex with the girls nor drank any alcohol. He also had a mini-arsenal hidden in his stateroom. No pirate would seize his ship! His deck hand, Robert, worshipped the sea wolf as a father-figure.

As the men awoke, Keiko greeted them. They enjoyed her kisses and being able to French kiss and fondle her small, firm breasts with dark areolas and erect nipples. She gave man after man a before breakfast blow job. Of course she swallowed their combined cum. The other girls were still lounging and prepping when Robert, the deck hand, announced "First Call for Breakfast." Four of the men, still recovering from sea sickness, didn't make breakfast at all. 

After breakfast the girls used the toilet. Keiko had to lick each one of the whore's pussies clean after they urinated. Two of the girls had been considerate of Keiko and she rewarded them with a soft kiss to their rosettes, her special way of expressing affection.

This was the first full day at sea and the ocean was exciting. Before the cruise was over, however, it would become boring to the men. The captain found many things of interest. Flotsam and jetsam, the sky, the water temperature and salinity, told him much. But the businessmen were unaware of the knowledge and experience of the sailor and his deck hand. They were on a cruise for sex, sex, and more sex. 

On deck Keiko was forced to submit to anal penetration doggie-style while several of the men watched. The escorts did their duty in privacy below deck. Two of the girls, Sasha and Alexa, both hated and feared Keiko. The other two girls were as kind to her as they could be. Still, in no way could they hinder or hamper Sasha's humiliating and embarrassing slaps. Sasha always found Keiko in a group so she could slap her face with an audience. It was her way of degrading Keiko as if she was a misbehaving child.

Day Six: Port Call

This day the pleasure cruise docked in Taiwan. There some clients of Main Player had arranged a meeting. Keiko was instructed to seduce the clients. She had only her schoolgirl uniform with the skirt altered to make it a mini-skirt and loose socks. But that could be enough! She tied her hair in two long, silky pony-tails and came on to the men. She approached them one by one whispering such things as: "Daddy, I've been a bad girl," or "Daddy, I need you to put me to bed," or, even more directly, "I have such a crush on Anglo men!" In any case it worked. Four men were totally serviced in one evening as the ten businessmen enjoyed the spectacle. It was a true orgy! 

Day Seven: Fishermen

The captain decided to anchor off the coast of a small island, populated primarily by fishermen. He had hoped to make a good bargain on fresh fish for the ship's galley. Main Player had other ideas, however. He summonsed Keiko and instructed her to try and get fresh fish using only her body and sex. Keiko blanched at the thought. She had never been such a brazen whore before.

The captain and deck hand took a small dinghy and rowed to the shore where the fishermen were cleaning their nets, icing their catch, and sorting the fish. Language would be a barrier. Keiko was able by gestures and actions to convey that she had to bring back fresh fish but had no money. Some of the fisherman understood that she was a lowly slave girl. Others were delighted to have such a catch. They discussed the issue among themselves and accepted her offer.

Keiko slept with each of the fishermen; It took an entire afternoon and deep into the evening. The men were honest laborers. They were not brutal. The only savage part was when one of the men pushed her face into the sand to do her doggie style. She had each cum insider her and then fellated each, taking his semen in her mouth and swallowing it. Still it was memorable! She brought back a huge plastic bag filled with fish and ice. It was all she could manage to carry the load. Even now she savors that day whenever she masturbates. 

Day Ten: Another Port Call

The businessmen renting the yacht knew Keiko from compensated time; They knew her as a submissive. She became a pleasure slave for two weeks. There were to be no reservations, no safe word, no limits---save scarring or eating fecal matter. This was the first of several voyages. Still after the two weeks She would often would sit down and cry for days. 

It came to pass that Main Player would sometimes have Keiko seduce other people, mainly Americans or Australians, and then watch the show with their girls. What she had to offer, few would refuse. When in port she would borrow a short dress which would grab attention, and sometimes other men would find her interesting. The Masters of the voyage would watch.

Day Fourteen: Docking

As the yacht sailed into port Sasha and Alexa sought one last act of degradation. Alexa had mentioned how she had a secret desire to pinch, pull, twist, and squeeze another girl's clitoris. But the escorts were cautious to disfigure Keiko. Main Player was a man of no little influence. Emboldened by the end of the cruise Alexa ordered Keiko to spread her pussy lips and expose her comely pearl. 

The other girls dared to complain, but Alexa and Sasha were determined. Alexa tried to pinch Keiko's clitoris between her thumb and forefinger with no luck. It was too embedded and slippery. Sasha had an idea. She got a toothbrush and pulled it back, releasing it to strike Keiko's clit again and again. Keiko had trouble holding her vulva spread, so great was the pain. Main Player and one of the kinder girls came in as Alexa was counting twenty and forcing Keiko to thank her and beg for more. Main Player's face was scarlet with rage. "Damned if this scars," he cursed. "Whatever possessed you two worthless sluts to torture this slave. 

Keiko responded: "I don't think its permanent harm, Master." She knew that a substantial bonus would be paid on this account.

11 Oct 2009 Taunus Trumbo



The Cruise



April flushed with excitement as she shut the door to the stateroom and looked around. Niiiice. She had been taken aback when the cruise line employee took her reservation number and told her she'd been upgraded. But, who in their right mind would turn down an upgrade to a state room with balcony and Jacuzzi? 

She swept from the sitting room into the bedroom and caught her breath. Sun streamed in glass doors to the balcony across the king sized bed. Ha - a present! A long white box tied with a big red bow lay in the middle of the bed. April picked it up, pulled off the bow and ribbon and found nestled in the red tissue a real leather riding crop. A thrill ran through her as she took in the rich aroma of leather, hefting the weight of the thing in her hand. She nervously gave her calf a swat and jumped at the sting. Then she jumped again at the knock at the door.

Marcus? Marcus had told her they would meet on the boat after disembarking. He'd e-mailed her a list of instructions and told her he would be by to pick her up for dinner.

"Room Service"

She peered out the peep-hole and saw a steward with a champagne bucket standing at the door. 

"I didn't order anything!" April said through the door.

"Champagne is complimentary with the stateroom ma'am" the steward replied.

April opened the door, "Just put it on the table please."

The man placed the bucket on the table and in the next moment, April found herself shoved tightly, face against the door, pinned the length of her body by the hard, muscular torso of the stranger she had unwittingly allowed into her room.

"Don't say a word - Do not make any noise!" He hissed in her ear. His right hand was firmly gripping her mouth shut. She could barely nod in agreement.

" Put both of your hands up over your head and grasp your wrists together." April did as she was told. She could feel his cock swelling against her bottom.

  "Are you frightened?" he hissed. She nodded again.  "I'm going to take my hand off your mouth, but if you make any noise at all or try to turn around I promise I will hurt you. Do you understand?" April nodded as she felt a tear roll down her cheek. 

His body tight against her, she could feel her attacker reaching to the front of his pants she heard his zipper rasp down and then he pushed away from her briefly hissing again,"Don't move!" April saw the condom wrapper as it dropped to the floor at her feet. She closed her eyes and realized that there was nothing between her privates and whatever this man was going to do, besides the skirt of the sundress she was wearing. She could feel the shame and embarrassment rising in her face. It had been Marcus' instructions for her not to wear panties and until now she had enjoyed the sensation of having her pussy so exposed. Earlier she had grinned knowing that the man behind her in the ticket line didn't know her secret, but now this horrible thug would know and who knew what his reaction would be?

The man put his knee between her legs and kicked her ankles apart while steadying her with his hands on her hips. "Now let's see if you follow instructions."  

Suddenly April's gut told her that there was more to this assault than she originally thought. 

  "Marcus?" She whispered.

  "Quiet - you do not have permission to talk."  He began hiking her dress up over her buttocks and reached between her legs, running his hand over her vulva. "No panties, good girl." He reached around her with one arm and pulled her pelvis back toward him, forcing her legs farther apart still. 

  "Please - " His hand went to her face tightening over her mouth and his lip brushed her ear as he commanded "Silence! Listen carefully. Rule number one - I am in charge, you may call me "sir". Number two - you speak only when spoken to, and answer all questions with a full sentence. Number three - you get to come only if I say so" with that she felt him push the head of his organ against the mouth of her vagina and she tried to pull away. He took his hand away from her mouth and dropped it to the front of her pelvis yanking her toward him and shoving his cock into her. She gasped at the pain as he continued to thrust until he was completely buried in her torn and terrified pussy. 

"This time is mine" he growled as he drew back and thrust savagely into her again. "Who is in charge?" 

"You are sir!" she cried.

He drove himself into her, pummeling her until he spent himself, lifting her completely off her feet impaled by his shaft. Tears were coursing down her cheeks and her legs trembled as he pulled himself out of her wounded cunt. 

"Get on your knees" he said hoarsely, "and clean me up." 

As April turned, sinking to her knees, he peeled the condom off his glistening member. She licked at it's dripping knob. Then with his hands on her jaw she surrendered and opened her lips sucking it into her mouth as far as she could. " Ah, that's right , lick it clean baby" The scent of latex and jism filled her nose as April did her best to get all the come off. 

"Now go clean up and put on what I've laid out for you. Don't forget to brush your teeth. You have five minutes." 

April stumbled into the bathroom. Her reflection was a tear stained, haunted woman, hair a mess, make up smeared. She stripped off the sundress and threw it into the corner. As she stepped into the shower she could feel a presence behind her. He leaned in the doorway with a glass of champagne in his hand . 

"I will watch you soap yourself. Do you ever masturbate in the shower?"

"No sir, I do masturbate in the bath sometimes."

"Do you use toys?" 

"No Sir" 

"What is rule number two?" 

"I'm sorry ," her voice shook, "I don't use toys sir, just my hands."

"Finish up" he said and turned left.

April's hands trembled as she toweled herself off and put on the white lacy bra and thong he had left for her. She brushed her teeth and her hair. She didn't have time for make up. Taking a deep breath, she left the bathroom. She entered the sitting room, and found him sitting naked on one of the club chairs holding a glass of champagne out for her. As she took it from him he grasped her by the wrist and said "Get on your knees. Unless I tell you otherwise, you are to be on your knees in my presence at all times. Now, drink your wine."

She lifted the flute to her lips and tried to remain steady as he leaned forward and admired her breasts with his hands. He reached into the cup of the bra and lifted the nipple of first one tit and then the other just above the lace. He palmed her nipples and smiled as he watched them contract and stiffen. 

"You did a good job with the information you sent me, I see the lingerie fits. I've made plans for us for these next five days. I will be giving you gifts and instructing you in their use. Do you understand what is expected from you? "

"To follow the rules, sir?"

"Exactly. I am going to get cleaned up, when I come out I expect to find you in the bedroom with the Champagne bucket. You shall drink another glass of champagne. Then you are to get into the submissive position on the bed and wait for me."

"Please sir, what is the submissive position?"

"Knees shoulder width apart, feet together, hands behind your back, face on the mattress and ass in the air." He left the room and closed the door to the bathroom. April stood, feeling the blood rush to her legs. She grabbed the champagne bucket and stumbled coltishly to the bedroom. Sipping the glass of bubbly, she warily eyed the riding crop that had excited her so earlier. Now she viewed it with trepidation. The Marcus she had exchanged so many e-mails and phone calls with now felt very different - even dangerous to her. They met online in a BDSM chat room and quickly moved away for private chat. Each of them could tell from grammar, vocabulary, tastes and preferences that they were connecting. Now, as she finished her champagne and crawled up onto the bed April wondered if she had made a mistake. 

"I see you found your first present" Marcus leaned over her and picked the crop up off of the bed. "let me instruct you to its use. You are to count each stroke as it is given and thank me." With that the crop came stinging down on April's upturned ass.

She cried out, sitting up on her heels and clasping her bottom cheeks with her hands. Whap! The crop landed on her hands! "Get back in position and count the strokes," he growled, shoving her roughly back down onto the comforter. 

"One, thank you sir and Two thank you sir." April sobbed.

"Why are you crying?" 

"I'm frightened sir."

"This is not as you imagined, is it? You are not in control." 

"No sir, not at all" STING 

"You will answer me in full sentences."

"Three Thank you sir. I did not imagine it would begin this way." 

"Turn around and take my cock in your mouth"

April turned around and took his prick in her mouth. She tongued the head of it then leaned forward and sucked most of it into her mouth and throat.

"Ahhh, you are an accomplished cock sucker I see, Can you take it all in?" 

April was confident in her skills giving head. She was gifted in having almost no gag reflex, and she was not afraid to swallow cum. She continued to suck hungrily on Marcus' fully engorged member, hoping it would keep the crop still. He pulled her left breast up out of the bra pinching and rolling the nipple to complete attention. April groaned.

"You said you like them to be handled roughly?" 

April groaned again afraid to release his cock from her mouth to answer. He must have put the crop down because now both of her nipples were in his vise like grip. She pulled more and more of him into her throat as he pulled and punished her nipples. She was aware of becoming extremely aroused and remembered rule #3. Was he trying to make her come? "Oohhh," she moaned as his hips pistoned his staff deeper and deeper into her eager mouth. Then suddenly he stopped, pulling out.

"Put a condom on me." He commanded. April reached for a condom from the crystal bowl on the night stand and rolled it onto his rock hard erection. "Now lay back."

He positioned himself on his knees between her legs, holding her wrists in his hands over her head. His teeth found her earlobe and then he worked his mouth biting and sucking and chewing across her jaw line, down her neck, and again to her already finely tuned nipples. He lingered there, working first one and then the other with his cruel mouth. She arched her pelvis into the air on the brink of orgasm from nipple stimulation alone.

"Please!" she gasped "May I cum?"

"That's right," he countered, "let me hear you beg. Tell me what you really want."

He stopped touching her breasts. Then he slowly slid the tip of his cock through her sopping wet vulva up to her clit and then back down again just to the door of her pussy. He waited.

"Please don't stop - please put your cock inside me - I need to come." She begged. 

As he pulled the white satin string of her thong to one side she almost lost control, but again he stopped poised above her. "Beg."

"Please fuck me. Please fuck me. Please fuck me...

"Now you may cum." And he shoved into her throbbing cunt, burying to the hilt as she screamed in pain. He withdrew almost completely and shoved into her again. He pummeled her as she came orgasm after orgasm, grinding into her, tearing into her, until finally with a furious growl she felt him shudder as he spent his seed.

He withdrew immediately and discarded the condom. "Clean me with your mouth." he ordered.

She hurried to lick him. 

"I will be back in an hour to pick you up for dinner. You will be allowed to speak freely in the dining room and the lounge." With that he stood, dressed, and left.



The Cruise



As I walked up the gangway I thought to myself, 'Tammy, you really need this.' My husband, Ross and I hadn't had a vacation in three years, work had been so pressing that we were just unable to get away. Now I was on board the luxury cruise ship for twelve days of relaxation and fun in the southern Caribbean.

Our cabin was large with a separate bedroom and a private balcony. We looked around our accommodations as we unpacked and were very pleased that we had splurged for the suite rather than a regular cabin.

Once we had unpacked we took a walk around the ship and I found the built-up stress just peeling away, I hadn't felt this good in years and looking at Ross I knew he felt the same. This was a wise choice for both of us, no cell phones, no computers, just us, the ocean and twelve days of lazy enjoyment.

There were eight of us around our table for dinner that first night; Lisa and Gerry, a retired couple from Michigan; Neil, an airline pilot from the UK and Freda from Germany who was with her aged parents, Karl and Effie. It was an interesting mix of people with varied interests that made dinner an enjoyable event.

Ross and I awoke at six the next morning and strolled along the deck to the swimming pool for our morning dip, we do this at home and old habits die hard. Lisa and Gerry were standing at the rail near the pool and we stopped for a chat, we liked this couple and enjoyed a few minutes together before diving into the water. The swim sharpened our appetites and we headed down for breakfast. On the way we stopped at the climbing wall and watched the four or five passengers cavorting above. I have always been afraid of heights and was amazed to see how relaxed they seemed up there. 'There's Neil up there,' Ross said and I watched as he moved with ease and grace to the very top of the wall before abseiling down.

He removed his climbing harness and walked over to us, 'Morning Ross, Tammy, beautiful day,' he said, 'I'm ready for breakfast.

'We're heading there ourselves, why don't you join us,' invited Ross.

'Love to,' he replied and off we went.

Between bites of my omelette I asked Neil where he'd learn to climb and discovered that during his teen years he and friends spent many weekends and summer holidays climbing in Snowdonia National Park in Wales and although he loved the sport, his career as a pilot now left little time for it. I asked where his wife was since he was wearing a wedding band and he said, in a matter-a-fact manner that she had died two years earlier and that he was on the mend. It was the first real vacation he had had in a long time, he was two years away from retirement and hoped to trek into Everest base camp, visit Alaska, tour the South Pacific and see more than just the airports. We parted company after breakfast and I commented to Ross what a nice guy he seemed to be and my husband concurred.

The next couple of days were spent swimming, sun bathing, eating and more eating. We took in a show but for the most part, we just unwound and got used to the relaxed, easy-going pace on board the ship.

Our dinners continued to be very entertaining. Karl had told us that he worked for the German government in several places around the globe during and after the war. Ross was convinced he was a spy. Neil had lots of interesting stories to tell about near disasters and strange passengers; Lisa and Gerry entertained us with there many travel adventures but Freda and Effie remained spectators for the most part.

It was at dinner on our fourth night that I found myself chatting exclusively to Neil and suddenly blurted that I had always found a pilot's uniform very sexy. Neil took the comment in stride saying many women seem to, perhaps it's the gold braid. He said he had his uniform with him since he had come directly from a conference and that maybe he would wear it for me one night, just to see if I thought he looked sexy in it.

I felt a rush of excitement and flushed at the thought of seeing him in his uniform, he looked alright to me in his casual slacks and shirt. He must have sensed I was a little embarrassed and immediately changed the subject and asked if I'd seen the dolphins and porpoises earlier that day.

That night I came out of the bathroom naked and Ross was laying on the bed reading. I flopped down beside him and gently rubbed his groin. He dropped his newspaper, rolled towards me and kissed me passionately on the lips. 'Coming on this cruise is the best decision we've made in a long time, I feel ten years younger he said as his hand slipped between my legs.

Our lovemaking that night was intense and more satisfying than it had been in quite a while and from time to time I found myself thinking of Neil in and out of his uniform.

We followed our usual morning routine on the fifth day but after breakfast went back to our cabin. During our meal, Ross had caressed my inner thighs and I had felt his erection through his shorts. We were like a couple of kids again, the pressures of everyday life a blurred memory, we couldn't wait to get back to the cabin. Ross was like a wild man, he groped me all the way down the companionway and once inside the cabin tore off the few clothes I was wearing, pushed me gently onto the bed and tongued my pussy and clitoris with more energy than I had known in years. He stood and unzipped his shorts, his erection was strong and he wasted little time inserting it into my wet slit. He fucked me with passion and vigour and I responded in kind, it was like when we were first married. We climaxed almost together and Ross lay on top of me as he softened, we were both a little breathless.

'Gee, it's like we're in our twenties again. You were hard to keep up with then,' he said, still a little out of breath. 'Remember how we considered looking for another male to join our lovemaking?'

'Yes I do but work and kids seemed to get in the way. I often think we should have just gone ahead and done it anyway, I must have worked you pretty hard.'

'That you did my little sex maniac, how do you feel about it now?' his breathing almost back to normal.

'Feel about what?'

'Someone joining us.'

'Aren't we a bit old for that sort of thing?' 

'Not at all, I read somewhere that people in their fifties and sixties are enjoying the things they missed when work and raising kids took most of their time and energy.'

'Well, how do you feel about it?' I asked.

'It's something that's always turns my crank whenever I think about it and, at the time, you were very keen on the idea.' 

'Umm, that's true, it might be fun, but finding the right person is the most difficult thing I would imagine.' 

The idea of two men sharing me had always been exciting to me but was put on the back burner, now, with more free time and the kids off and married perhaps it was time to experience some things we had missed. The right person, that was the key, finding the right person.

There was a 60's dance advertised on the ship's bulletin board for that evening and since it was, 'our music,' we planned to attend. The room was full and the DJ played a good selection of tunes. We had a few drinks, danced and sang along to a lot of songs then took a break to get some fresh air at the rail and bumped into Neil.

'Enjoying the music?' he asked.

'Yes, we just came out for a bit of air, we're not getting any younger,' Ross said wiping his hand across his forehead.

'None of us are,' he responded, 'can I buy you both a drink?'

'Sure, thanks,' Ross and I said in unison and we headed back to the 60's.

We managed to find a table and while Ross and I sat Neil went to the bar and returned with the drinks. I felt refreshed after taking the sea air and was moving to the music in my chair, I glanced over to Ross and motioned to the dance floor. He shook his head saying he felt a little tired and wanted to sit for a while. I looked at Neil and he looked at Ross. 'Go ahead, have a good time,' said my husband and we took to the floor.

We jived to a couple of oldies then the DJ played The Twist by Chubby Checker, which everyone enjoyed, even though there were plenty of wobbly legs when it finished. The next song was Unchained Melody by the Righteous Brothers and there was a brief moment's hesitation when Neil and I just looked at each other before he took me in his arms and held me close. I snuggled into his neck and we drifted with the music. It was mid way through the song when I felt Neil's erection through my thin summer dress and rather than pull away I allowed him to rub against me and thought how attracted I was to this man. I could feel the wetness between my legs and had an urge to fondle him right there on the dance floor, fortunately the song ended and we made our way back to the table.

'Have a nice time?' Ross asked after we sat down and I replied immediately that it was great and gave a sideways glance to Neil that I hoped came across as sexy. Ross certainly caught it and gave a little smirk.

We sat, chatted and listened to the music; Ross bought some more drinks and then we decided to call it a night. The three of us made or way to our cabins and when we came to an intersection we began to turn right and Neil left. Ross stopped, and said, 'Fancy at nightcap at our place?'

'Love to,' Neil replied, 'but I need to freshen up first, all that dancing you know.'

'Fine, we do too; see you in half an hour, cabin 2256?'

'I'll be there, thanks,' he said and wandered off down the corridor.

'So, what happened?' Ross asked as he closed the cabin door.

I told him and confessed how I had felt and that I was still wet just thinking about it. Ross embraced me, caressed my bum then moved a hand between my legs. 'Wow, you are wet; maybe you need two cocks to put this fire out.'

'Maybe I do, we'll see,' I replied, shaky at the thought.

We showered and Ross suggested I wear a t-shirt and my very short denim mini with no bra or panties. 'Give Neil a lot to look at and see what happens,' he said.

There was a knock on the cabin door, Ross opened it and there stood Neil dressed in his pilot's uniform. He looked better than I ever had imagined and my legs went a bit weak. He took a long, approving look at me. 

'She looks good with almost nothing on doesn't she Neil?'

'She sure does,' and he whistled through his teeth.

'Good evening Captain, you look very smart and may I add very, very sexy. Scotch?' I offered in a voice that I hoped sounded provocative. He nodded and I prepared three drinks on the rocks.

We sat with Neil opposite me and Ross off to the side, I made sure my skirt rode up as I sat down, giving my pilot a view almost to my naked pussy, the nipples on my full breasts were poking through my thin t-shirt in sexual excitement. I felt and looked very slutty as I spread my legs until I was sure Neil could see all the way to my wet crotch. I was becoming hornier by the second at the thought of sex with Ross and my pilot and wanted to have them both now. Ross, perceptive as ever, rose and turned on the radio. He found some very sultry music and suggested that Neil and I dance since we had so much fun earlier. As we came together I felt Neil's erection immediately, I slowly moved my hips into the hardness, exaggerating the movement gradually until I was grinding myself against his cock. I lifted my head and we kissed and his hands hiked up my short skirt and caressed my bottom. I rubbed his penis with my hand through his pants as he squeezed my breasts and then placed a hand on my pussy. Two fingers easily slid into me and he explored my vagina and tweaked my clitoris. As we continued to maul each other Ross came up behind me and massaged my tits with both hands while sticking his dick between my legs.

I was very excited; I had my husband and my pilot feeling me all over and their hard cocks pressing against me from front and back. I knelt down and unzipped Neil's pants and quickly exposed his erection, Ross was already naked and as they stood on either side of me I alternated sucking and masturbating them. Neil took my arm after a while and led me over to a chair; I sat down, lay back, spread my legs and Neil began to eat me while Ross stuck his dick in my mouth. I was so aroused by this fantasy-come-true that I was climaxing over and over again. I continued to take Ross' penis in my mouth as Neil stood over me and plunged into me. It felt so good, why hadn't we done this before I thought.

It was warm in the cabin and we were all feeling it. Neil withdrew and said, 'Come with me'. He took off the rest of his uniform and we walked over to the balcony, opened the door and felt the cool, ocean breeze. 'Bend over and grab the rail,' he said and hiked up my skirt exposing my ass and entered me from behind. After a few minutes of pounding into me he turned to Ross, 'Your turn, my friend.' Ross drove his cock into me as I gazed at the ocean, lost in a haze of horniness as they alternated taking me until strong ejaculations flooded inside me. My two men were temporarily satisfied but I was still hot, still cumming and still wanting more cock.

We went back inside and Ross poured us all another drink. I sat between them on the couch, they were naked and I had my skirt and t-shirt hiked up and as we chatted they fondled me.

It was past 2:00a.m.

'I should be off, thank you for a brilliant evening....the first such evening in two years to be honest,' said Neil.

As he stood to gather his uniform I heard myself saying somewhere off in the distance, 'Please don't go, stay here tonight, I want you to sleep with us tonight.'

Neil looked at me and then Ross and received an approving nod. The three of us climbed naked into the king-size bed with me in the middle and as I faced Ross, Neil had his hard cock in my pussy from behind and we drifted off to sleep. I awoke about 4:30 to feel Neil gently pumping his dick into me. I was very wet and it felt so good to have this much sex at different times of the day and night. As Ross slept, I forced my bottom into Neil until we both experienced powerful climaxes. It was just after 7:00 when Ross slid his penis into me. I was on my back with Ross thrusting into me when Neil awakened and realized what was happening, he squeezed and kissed my erect nipples and pinched my clit. Ross came and as he rolled off me Neil took his place. I had never had this much sex or climaxed so much in a 24 hour period but I knew I liked it and wanted to have more of it. When Neil came he shot his sperm over my face and then we kissed passionately while Ross fingered my pussy.

As we had breakfast that morning there were lots of sly glances and self-satisfied smiles passed back and forth between us. Freda commented that we looked a little tired this morning and Neil responded by saying we had stayed late at the dance last night. It seemed to satisfy her and the conversation turned to other topics. I ate my eggs knowing that Neil would be in our cabin after lunch and staying overnight again, however, I was sure a small smile crossed Freda's face as she looked down and returned to her grapefruit. I couldn't help the feeling that this lady knew everything that was going on. She was extremely observant and I wondered if Ross was correct and that her father was indeed a spy and she had inherited the trait.

That afternoon and evening were spent mostly naked as we enjoyed each other in various ways; talking, fondling and intercourse all over the cabin in different positions, I had never been so sexually fulfilled and had a perpetual smile on my face. Ross appeared more relaxed than ever and wanted me all the time, this had certainly turned into our best vacation ever. I fell asleep late that night on my right side, holding Ross' cock and feeling Neil's erection deep inside me.

An early start the following morning was necessary as we were docking at St. Lucia for a visit of several hours. There were organized tours of the island but the three of us hated such touristy things and ventured off to explore on our own.

After spending a couple of hours in the port town we headed for a narrow trail that wound its way along the cliffs and afforded great views of the ocean and the lush, forested hills that comprise most of this island. About two kilometres along the path the trail forked; left into the forest and right to a steep decent down the cliff to the ocean. It was hot so we decided to tackle the route to the ocean and cool off with a swim.

From the top of the cliff the trail looked much more precipitous than it actually was and we were on the beach in less than ten minutes. We walked along the deserted sand for a while and came upon a small sheltered bay. Ross took a blanket from his knapsack and spread it on the sand near the base of the cliff. I thought what a beautiful spot this was, so quiet and secluded.

'Last one in buys dinner,' I yelled and began stripping off. The guys sprang into action and we raced naked like children across the beach to the ocean. Neil tripped in the soft sand as Ross and I waded into the warm shallow water, laughing. We swam, splashed and the men groped me a lot before returning to the blanket. Ross took out his camera and snapped a few photos of Neil and me as we kissed and fondled before he asked me to sit on a nearby rock.

The rock was almost rectangular in shape, about 1m high x 2m wide x 2½m long and I sat provocatively as Ross took a few pictures. Urged on by the two men, my poses became more and more raunchy; I spread my legs, played with myself and got on all fours and gave the boys a good look at my bottom and pussy. I looked around and both men were stroking their erections. Neil came over and began fondling my backside and vagina before kneeling and flicking my clit with his tongue. Ross carried on taking pictures as Neil stood and I received his cock into my eager pussy. He pulled out and sat on the rock in front of me and my mouth enveloped his hard-on as I felt Ross slide his dick over my pussy lips.

Their cocks were not the only hard things I felt, the rock was killing my knees so I pulled away and told the guys it was their turn to be photographed. They sat on the edge of the rock and leaned back on their elbows, hard cocks jutting into the air. I took a few shots from various angles then asked them to masturbate. I took several pictures of them jerking before running towards the blanket and calling, 'Now bring those hard cocks over here.'

I lay on the blanket and the guys flopped down on either side of me. I fondled their dicks as they kissed my breasts and caressed between my legs. Ross pulled me over him in the sixty-nine position and Neil lay so I could suck both cocks at the same time. Ross was driving me crazy with his tongue and I panted, 'Fuck me Neil, fuck me.' He manoeuvred behind me and Ross spread my wet pussy lips with his fingers enabling Neil to enter me easily. I shuddered with multiple orgasms as Neil screwed me and Ross continued to play with my clitoris. Ross splashed cum down my throat and shortly afterward Neil exploded deep inside me. I rolled off Ross and we lay on the blanket for a few minutes before taking another quick dip and donning our clothes for the trip back to town.

We strolled back along the beach, kicking the surf and checking for anything interesting in the flotsam and jetsam. We picked up a few shells but nothing else and by the time we reached town we had developed quite an appetite. A small restaurant, just off the beaten tourist track, provided an excellent dinner and Neil insisted on paying since he was last in for our swim. By the time we boarded our boat we were ready for bed but decided it was best to use this bedtime for sleep so we said our farewells at the corridor junction and went to our cabins.

I slept like a log and awoke refreshed but Ross said he had been up most of the night with a very upset tummy and didn't feel well at all - it was also pouring rain. I went to breakfast alone and sat with the usual group and we said our good mornings and Neil gave me a wink. This was not lost on Freda and she glanced quickly at both of us before asking, 'Where's Ross this morning?'




The Cruise



I gave everyone the news and noticed that Freda looked very disappointed and remained silent for the remainder of breakfast. Neil and I wandered back to my cabin to check on Ross. He was worse than when I had left and had been to see the ship's doctor who had prescribed some medication. When he is sick he just wants to be left alone, he can't stand any fussing on my part. He told us to leave him alone and go and have a nice time; he was going to stay close to the washroom for a while and try and get some rest as he felt very tired. Neil suggested we go for a walk and went to his cabin for a rain jacket. As I put on my coat I asked Ross if he really didn't mind me spending time alone with Neil. He said he was not jealous and had no fears of me flying off into the sunset with my pilot. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek and as I opened the cabin door to leave he said, 'Tammy, I really mean it, have a good time, now get out of here and leave me to my misery, see you later.'

The weather on deck was rather wild but invigorating and a few other brave souls were out walking but the pool, climbing wall and other on-deck attractions were deserted. After twenty minutes or so we ducked into a café and enjoyed a coffee. I was feeling horny again and must have given Neil a look that told him everything and he suggested that we go back to his cabin. 'Let me check on Ross first,' I said and we made our way below.

Ross was sleeping soundly so I left the cabin quietly and joined Neil in the corridor. Once in his cabin we embraced, kissed and fondled each other even before removing our rain coats. I pulled away and went into the bathroom to freshen up and as I closed the door I saw Neil's uniform hanging on the back of the door.

I felt incredibly sexual as I came out of the bathroom wearing only Neil's pilots' jacket. The buttons were undone and my otherwise naked body was exposed for his eyes and touch. I slinked over to him and felt his hard cock push against me through his slacks. I broke our embrace and knelt on a nearby chair with my ass high in the air. I pulled the jacket up a little so Neil could see my more-than-ready pussy and he dropped his slacks and moved behind me. For the next two hours we enjoyed each other and only reluctantly got dressed to go for lunch.

I wanted to check on Ross and Neil wanted to spend some time on the climbing wall since the rain had passed so after lunch we headed for our respective cabins. As we strolled along the deck Freda stopped us and asked after Ross. Her interest seemed more than just casual and I had noticed that she was more animated whenever she spoke of him or sat beside him at meals – did she have a crush on my husband? She was not unattractive but did little to enhance her looks; she wore no make-up and her clothes could only be described as frumpy. With a bit of effort I felt sure she could turn heads.

Ross was awake when I entered our cabin and was feeling much better. Later I picked up some sandwiches and we ate in the cabin and stayed there for the rest of the evening. The following morning dawned warm and sunny and Ross was back to his normal self and we took our walk on deck before breakfast. Freda was happy to see Ross and they chatted together while I flirted, (subtly I hoped), with Neil as we rubbed legs beneath the breakfast table.

The remainder of our cruise was filled with sex and on the penultimate day we berthed at the island of Bermuda. Ross and I arrived back at the ship very late, a little tipsy and went straight to bed. Neil had bumped into an old friend in a bar and was reliving past glories so we left them to it. At breakfast next morning he looked a little worse for wear and ate only toast and drank a little tea before announcing that he was going back to bed. Ross and I enjoyed the final full day of our wonderful cruise and looked forward to the dance that evening with mixed emotions.

The dance was thirty minutes old when we arrived, Ross in his grey suit and me in a tight, black dress that came a few inches above the knee and, at Ross' request, I wasn't wearing panties, only a garter belt to hold up my black, seamed stockings. I felt very sexy and hoped Neil would be recovered from his hangover and feel like slow- dancing. I need not have worried; he was standing at the bar chatting to a very attractive woman and waved us over. I felt just a little jealous as we approached but was surprised when I recognized the lady was Freda.

It was an amazing transformation; gone were the baggy, formless clothes and unattractive spectacles. Her blue, satin dress hugged shapely curves and its low-cut front exposed a large amount of cleavage. The glasses must have given way to contacts because she had mentioned earlier that she was as blind as a bat without them. I commented how nice she looked and she returned the compliment adding that since it was the last night she would let her hair down and take a well-earned break from chaperoning her parents. Ross ordered a round of drinks and we found a table for four.

Freda edged her chair closer to Ross as we chatted, he didn't seem to notice but I wondered if the evening was about to get interesting. Neil asked Freda to dance and I joined Ross on the dance floor. I whispered that Freda looked like a different person and Ross agreed, added teasingly, 'Perhaps you've lost your pilot.'

I gave his leg a hard nudge with my knee and said, 'By the way, she's been fawning over you, I think you might have gained a German girlfriend.'

'Ah, don't be silly.' he replied, glancing at Freda's rear end as she swayed with Neil, and then added, 'Do you think so? She certainly does look good; I wouldn't mind having a crack at her.'

His leg received another nudge from my knee in reply.

After a couple of dances we returned to our table and Neil got another round of drinks. Freda took every opportunity to touch Ross and he began to do the same as our conversations became more animated, due partly to the alcohol and partly to the excitement/emotion of this being the last night of the cruise. Our table was situated in a rather dark corner of the room and as Ross and Freda petted I ventured a hand onto Neil's leg. He responded with an approving smile and my hand moved to his crotch and found his hard cock and caressed it through his pants. 'Like to dance?' he said and I nodded in reply. We danced slow and close, I nuzzled into his neck and felt his erection against my tummy. At some point I looked around and saw Ross dancing with Freda, his hand drifting down to caress her backside. I nuzzled back into Neil's neck and thought of the possibilities.

The evening progressed with more drinks, dancing and chat. As Ross and Freda were snuggling on the dance floor Neil and I sat and chatted in our dimly-lit corner. I gently stroked his hard-on and he found my bare pussy lips and clit with his fingers under my short dress. I felt deliciously sinful fondling and being fondled in a public place; I was very wet and looking forward to going back to the cabin.

At eleven a buffet was set up and we tucked into the salads, seafood and fruit with enthusiasm. After the meal Ross asked if we would like another round or go back to the cabin for a tot of very good scotch. It should be no surprise that we agreed on the latter and went; only a little tipsily, along the companionways to our cabin.

As Neil, Freda and I sat separately about the cabin Ross produced the single malt and passed the glasses around. 'To a wonderful cruise and good friends,' Ross toasted and we sipped on the amber liquid. Ross sat in a chair and for a few seconds all was quiet, no one knew quite what to do next. It was Freda who led the way. She stood and declared, 'I've wanted to do this for over a week,' and she strode across the cabin, sat on Ross' lap and gave him a long, passionate kiss on the lips. Her dress rode up and stocking tops showed as she mouthed my husband. He felt her ass and breasts as their kissing became more passionate. I looked from them to Neil and he just smiled and I was on his lap in a second. Freda stood and removed her dress, panties and bra then knelt in front of Ross, unzipped his pants and began sucking his hard dick. Ross cupped his hands behind her head and pulled her onto the full length of his erection. Neil picked me up and placed me on the chair. He pulled up my dress and since I hadn't worn panties my pussy was immediately available to his tongue and fingers. My pussy was dripping with cum as he stood and undressed exposing his very erect penis. I leaned forward and took it into my mouth, flicking around the head with my tongue then along the shaft to his balls.

Freda, wearing only stockings and heels, walked past Neil and me, leading Ross by his cock, into the bedroom. We followed shortly afterward; Ross had his face buried between Freda's legs as she lay back on the bed. I removed my dress and lay on my back beside her. We moaned as the men brought us to climax after climax until they both stood and, in unison, drove their cocks into us. They fucked us side be side, matching their strokes in and out. It was incredibly exciting; I kept cumming and cumming and by the noise Freda was making, she was also. The men pulled out and turned us over onto all fours and entered us doggy-style. I have always loved this position as the cock goes so deep and I pushed back hard to meet Neil's thrusting. The guys swapped positions and Ross fucked me while Neil took Freda. They swapped again and both men exploded deep inside us at almost the same time. I stayed on all fours and Neil began to tease my clit with his tongue bringing me to yet another climax. Ross lay on the bed beside me and sucked my nipples as Freda climbed on top of him and rubbed her cum-soaked pussy on his softening cock.

Freda dressed, wished us a goodnight and that she would see us in the morning at breakfast. Neil stayed and I fell into an uneasy sleep with his cock between my legs and Ross nibbling my tits as I tickled his balls.

I had sex with Neil and Ross early in the morning then we prepared to leave the ship. We said goodbye to our little group of tablemates, including Freda, who was back to her normal, frumpy self and walked, somewhat reluctantly, down the gangway to the dock. At the taxi stand I hugged Neil and we thanked each other for a wonderful time saying we would see each other again soon, even though I knew we wouldn't. Ross shook his hand and climbed into the cab. As the taxi pulled away I looked out the back window and watched Neil wave until we turned right and he was gone.

I felt sad that I would never see my pilot again and Ross sensed my unease.

'Great cruise,' he said with an air of satisfaction in his voice.

'Yes,' I replied rather flatly.

'Here,' Ross said, handing me a small sheet of paper.

I read the dates, March 14, March 31, April 10, and April 28. 'What are these? I said.

'The dates Neil will be landing in Toronto, he will be spending his stopovers with us.'

I folded the paper and placed it safely in my handbag, a broad smile on my face. 



The Cruise



I had walked by their table more than was necessary, but I wanted to make sure they were getting the hint. I passed them by one last time and then entered the lounge at the end of the hall and installed myself in a booth in the corner, the darkest spot in the place. The waiter took my drink order and promptly returned with the martini as the lounge was mostly empty at three o'clock in the afternoon. I glanced towards the door and saw them both hovering in the entrance. The man gave her a slight tap on the back as if to give her courage. She timidly made her way to my corner table and hovered for a few moments before placing a small piece of paper on the edge of the table and returning to the man in the doorway. They turned to leave, but not without a parting wink from him. I stared at the scrap of paper, a corner torn from something else, obviously found in haste. I could barely make out the words in the darkness, so I grabbed it and held it closer. "Midnight. Room 520." Perfect. 

I left my room on the eleventh floor a few minutes after midnight. It would never do to look so eager. There weren't many people about, just the late night gamblers drunkenly stumbling into the elevators to try and find their beds. I stepped off on the fifth floor and located the correct hallway before checking for a closer elevator. You never know when you might need to make a quick getaway. I was not planning on ending this night early, though. I made my way to 520, nodding at the maid messing with her cart in the hallway. Could she tell that I was nearly bare under my long coat? Probably, but she had most likely seen everything here. You don't put over a thousand people on a cruise ship for a week without expecting some shenanigans. I knocked on the door and the woman answered, still looking shy and dressed only in a bathrobe. 

"Please, come in," she said. I looked around but did not see the man I had assumed earlier was her significant other. "He said he'd be back around one." Perfect. We shouldn't have any interruptions for a while, then. 

Their cabin was small, almost identical to mine. I knew from experience that within the hour the place would smell strongly of sex and sweat because there were no windows. She gestured for me to sit on the edge of the queen bed as she opened the small fridge under the desk in the corner. "Champagne?" I nodded. She poured two glasses and left the bottle in an ice bucket. Handing a glass to me, she sat on the bed. The mattress barely dipped under her weight. "I'm Hannah, by the way. My fiancé's name is West." Hmm, my first engaged couple. This should be fun.

"Emily," I said. I hoped that was all the conversation she would be looking for. I was right. Hannah gulped the last half of her champagne down and took her robe off. Completely naked and void of any hair below the neck. She was perfectly toned and tanned. She looked as if she had spent the last three days in the Caribbean doing naked sit-ups on the beach. There were no tan lines. Her muscles reminded me of a yoga teacher I had had once, but that's another story. I involuntarily growled in appreciation. Her eyes lit up and she smiled, having gained my approval. I placed my nearly full glass of champagne on the desk, I liked to have a clear head for these sorts of things. I stood in front of her and pushed her back on the bed. She moved up to lean against the pillows and held her knees to her chest. From the looks of it, I was her first. Woman, that is. Probably threesome, as well. 

I slowly unbuttoned my long coat and let it slide off my arms and on to the floor. I heard her sharp intake of breath and saw her breasts swell slightly. This was almost too easy. I had worn my favorite underthings and I could tell she liked them. It was a matching set in black and red lace. The balconette bra pushed my breasts up and together providing an ample amount of cleavage while the sheer lace panties gave only a peek with a small keyhole cut-out in the back. I climbed onto the bed and pushed Hannah's legs flat to the mattress. "Be sure to tell me what you like," I told her. She could only nod. I straddled her hips and began to massage her breasts. Once her legs relaxed under me, I knew I had her. I leaned down and gently took her right nipple into my mouth. Her moan was audible this time and she was starting to make me wet. I kissed my way up her neck until I reached her mouth. I took complete control and plundered her depths with my tongue. She squirmed underneath me and I could feel her wet heat beneath mine. I ground myself onto her thigh and used my own leg to apply pressure to her labia. Her moaning intensified and I let up. She groaned and tried to pull me back down to her. I held fast. Slithering down her body, I made my face level with her sex. Her lips were pink and slick. I inhaled her scent. It was glorious. I looked up and saw that she was staring at me, a slightly terrified look in her eyes. "Just lie back and enjoy it," I told her. I gave her my most mischievous grin and dove in.

She tasted amazing, if slightly sweet. I laved my tongue up and down her outer lips while I held her thighs down to hold her in place. I lightly touched the tip of my tongue to her clit before taking the whole thing in my mouth and sucking on it. Her moans mixed with cries for a deity and shouts of my name. I plunged my tongue into her and worked her clit with my finger and thumb. "Oh, fuck. I'm going to come." I thought, you don't have to tell me, I have the evidence right here. I took her clit back into my mouth and plunged two fingers into her and pumped them as fast as I could. "Oh fuck!" She screamed. I hoped that her neighbors were fast asleep already. She came explosively and I greedily lapped every bit of her juice up. I took my time cleaning her with my tongue so she could recover. "That was amazing," she said. I have been told that countless times, but it's always nice to hear. 

"Thank you."

"Now it's your turn," said a deep voice from the doorway. It looked like West had joined us whilst we had been otherwise occupied.

"I think I can deal with that," I said, not knowing if I meant being ravished by this couple or taking care of the obvious bulge he was stroking through his trousers. "Why don't you come join us?" I moved to sit next to Hannah against the pillows and began to play with myself while West removed his clothes. I turned to Hannah to see her watching my fingers intently. "Want to have a go?" She nodded. I guided her fingers to my lower lips and directed her to my clit. I laid back and let her go at it. This was obviously her first time touching another woman, so I let her go at it, even if she wasn't doing it exactly how I liked. She slowly inserted one finger and I shivered. Her innocence and tentativeness made it somehow even sexier.

West was now sitting on the edge of the bed slowly stroking his member. "I want your cock inside me," I said matter-of-factly. I heard a slight moan escape his lips. I grabbed Hannah's fingers and sucked them clean of my juices and gestured for her to sit next to me. I guided her fingers to her own sex as West crawled up the bed toward me. He pulled off my panties and stroked my outer lips with with cock before thrusting it inside me. He was big, but not uncomfortably so. I writhed my hips, trying to get him further inside, even though I could feel he was already fully sheathed. I turned to Hannah and pulled her into a deep kiss while her fiancé fucked me senseless. "I want you to sit on my face so I can lick your cunt until you come all over me." Without any hesitation, Hannah straddled my face and settled herself onto my tongue. She was soaking wet from already having come and then playing with herself. Her fiancé's thrusting became more violent at the sight of his betrothed getting eaten out by another woman. Hannah was grinding her pussy into my mouth when she came almost immediately. 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," West cried. "I'm going to come. I love watching you eat her pussy and I love fucking your cunt like the whore that you are." Mmmm, I love the sweet nothings. West's dirty language sent me over the edge and I felt myself spiraling into orgasm. My cunt clenched around his erect member, making him spill his seed inside of me. West collapsed on top of me, shaking with his orgasm as Hannah started to get wet again on top of my mouth. I gestured for Hannah to move and she slid off to lay on the bed beside me.

"Darling, why don't you clean your lovely fiancé's come out of me?" I kissed her lightly on the lips before nudging her towards my still throbbing sex. West rolled off of me so Hannah could fuck me with her tongue. I moaned and writhed on the cheap mattress and noticed that West was already getting hard again. Oh, to be young and in love. I came quickly and fiercely as a result of Hannah's ministrations. I knew I had picked the right couple for the night. I rolled on my side to face West and grabbed his now stiff cock, startling him. "Maybe we should do something about this?" I ran my fingers lightly up and down his length and he shivered, but nodded. I slipped down the bed and took his dick in my mouth and bobbing up and down a few times. I stopped for a moment and turned to Hannah. "Go in my coat pocket, the inside one." My favorite velvet trench coat had a rather large inner pocket that was perfect for storing my favorite things. Hannah pulled out a long dildo, about ten inches and bright pink. Her eyes widened in surprise. "I want you to fuck me with it until your fiancé comes on my face." I went back to sucking West's cock until I felt Hannah timidly playing with the dildo at my entrance. She inserted about an inch before I thrust back onto it and sheathed the fake cock inside of me, moaning around West's penis. The vibrations from my lips were nearly enough to send him over the edge. I cupped his balls in my hand and used the other hand to pay attention to the base of his cock as I attempted to get his entire length in my mouth. Hannah was not being shy any longer as she sharply thrust the plastic dick in and out of me and then started using her fingers to pinch my clit. That sent me over the precipice and my shout of surprise, though muffled, allowed West's cock to make it's way deeper into my throat. He grabbed the base and pulled out of my mouth before spurting his come all over my face and breasts.

I used my tongue to clean off what I could reach as I watched Hannah deep throat the dildo now covered in my juices. When I turned back to the bed, West was fast asleep. "Why don't you help me clean up in the shower?" I said. Hannah smiled and set the dildo on the desk before leading me into the tiny stall shower just off the bedroom. We stepped in together but didn't bother pulling the curtain since the shower was so small. Plus, with the curtain open, we could see ourselves in the mirror which, from the look on her face, Hannah found very arousing. I stood under the flow of water and soaped my face and chest, washing West's come off. Hannah helped by massaging the body wash into my breasts, but she got a but distracted as her fingers slithered south and she started playing with my clit. I moaned, quickly rinsed off, and returned the favor. I captured Hannah's mouth with mine and pushed her against the shower wall. She responded by thrusting two fingers into me, nearly causing me to come right then. I was so close to orgasm that I could not concentrate on getting her off, so I withdrew my fingers and started kneading my own breasts. Hannah sank to her knees and sucked my clit into her mouth as her pumping fingers grew faster. I was so close. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her tighter into me. She swirled my clit with her tongue and added a third finger. That was it. I came, pretty sure I squirted into her mouth, and then collapsed on the floor of the shower next to her, still shaking. She rinsed her face off, and then stood up, pulling me with her.

"I want you to come back," she said. I gave her a long kiss.

"Oh, I plan on it."



The Cruise



I would have never dared to do this before but my best friend had given me the tickets as a birthday surprise. We had been best friends for over twenty years and she had been there for me when no one else had been. Tina and I had been roommates in college and had become very quick friends. We had even been each other's maid of honor for our weddings. We have always been very close and even when we had wanted to experiment sexually we had experimented with one another. Then last year, after fifteen years of marriage, my husband, Gary had passed away from a heart attack. I was devastated and Tina had been there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. Now it had been over a year since Gary's death and for my fortieth birthday Tina and Brad had bought me tickets for a very special two week Caribbean cruise.

This cruise was special because it was a sex cruise for people between the ages of thirty-five and fifty. I had not had any sex at all since Gary's death and had only recently started having urges once more. Gary had been the love of my life and we had been faithful to one another and he had satisfied all of my needs in that area. But it had been over a year and I had grieved for him for all of that time. In my grief I wasn't even remotely interested in sex but as my grief has eased my sex drive has come back. We had never had children because Gary had been sterile so all I had now was my work and Tina and Brad. My work was very important to me and I loved my job but I did need a vacation. I was a history teacher at a local community college and it was very fulfilling. The school year was just coming to an end when my birthday came around in early May. That was when Tina and Brad had taken me out for dinner and gave me the tickets, which were for the last two weeks of July.

Anything was permissible on this cruise as long as all of the participants were willing. When Tina and Brad gave me the tickets there was a web site address that contained a questionnaire about my body type and sexual preferences and the like. After I got home from my birthday dinner, I read over the brochure and realized that the questionnaire's purpose was to match me up with a roommate for the duration of the cruise. That made me a little nervous but also excited. I would be sharing a cabin with a complete stranger for two weeks on a sex cruise in the Caribbean. This could be quite interesting. Another prerequisite for the cruise was that every person had to pass an STD test that was given by the cruise ship company's medical staff. Only those that tested clean of any STD's including AIDS would be allowed to participate. If someone tested positive then their money would be refunded. They also performed a criminal background check so that there would be no sexual predators on this cruise. I appreciated the security measures because the last thing I needed was to get myself into trouble while on vacation. It was also recommended for women to go on some sort of birth control if they did not want to become pregnant on the cruise but condoms would also be provided. These procedures were why I had until the last two weeks in July to make the necessary arrangements.

As I finished up the school year and then started making the necessary arrangements for the cruise my excitement grew. My name is Elizabeth, but all of my friends called me Liz and Gary had called me Lizzie. At forty my body was still in pretty good shape, although I was a bit on the plus side. I was 5.4 and weighed about 160 lbs. I am a natural blond with long wavy hair that I take a great deal of pride in. There is just a small touch of grey that can hardly be seen unless you know it is there. My best physical attributes were my large breasts, which were 40DD's and my blue-grey eyes. Because of their size, my breasts did sag a little but not that bad for a woman of forty. I will say that I have a very nice shape for a woman my age with just a little bit of a tummy. My pussy was all shaved perfectly smooth except for a thin strip of blond hair at the top and my legs were still very shapely.

I sat at my computer, working on the questionnaire, and had to think about my sexual preferences. I like men but I am willing to experiment with women, but the only woman I had ever experimented with had been Tina when we were in college. It had been a good experience but she had also been my best friend so I'm not sure I would be willing to try anything with another woman or not. I definitely would prefer a male roommate for the cruise and maybe something might happen with another woman. So I answered the questionnaire as straight but with a willingness to experiment. The next question was about what kind of man I would prefer. Again I had to think about it. It had been a long time since I had thought about any other man except for Gary and I wasn't all that sure what I preferred. I wanted a man that was intelligent and funny...I loved to laugh...and he also had to be a good dancer and be willing to do more than just have sex. I liked men who were experienced and knew what a woman would like. Someone with a romantic streak would be nice. He had to be at least in decent physical condition but did not have to be perfect or Mr. Muscles. Gary had been decently endowed with a cock of about 7 inches and I found that very satisfying so I think I would like about the same size. I wasn't too concerned about the other physical attributes of the man except that I prefer white men as I am white. I'm not racist or anything but I have found that very few black men have the same interests as I do. I prefer country music and soft rock. Mostly music from the 70's and 80's, with a little 90's mixed in. I finished the questionnaire and uploaded a picture with it and sent it off to the cruise company.

Next I had to complete the STD test which I was not concerned about in the least because Gary and I had been very faithful to one another. Then the criminal backgrounds check which I wasn't worried about either. The last thing I did was visit my doctor for some birth control pills. The last thing I needed was to come home pregnant. Finally all the security checks were completed and I was cleared to enjoy my sex cruise vacation.

By July 1st all of the preliminary procedures were complete and I was cleared for the trip. Now I just had to think about what I was going to pack. So I called Tina and we took a weekend trip to the city to do some shopping. We had a blast....it was the perfect girls weekend out and by the time it was over I had everything I would need for the trip, from a new swim suit to some beautiful evening gowns with all the accessories. By this time I was bubbling over with excitement. This was going to be the best two weeks of my life.

On the 7th I received an email from the cruise company with the picture, name and profile of my roommate. His name was David and he was from South Carolina and was a real southern gentleman. He was divorced with a grown son and he was forty-five. He had dark hair with a small sprinkling of grey in it and the most gorgeous blue eyes I had ever seen. He was 5.10 and weighed 200lbs. His profile said his cock measured a little over 7 inches and was almost two inches in diameter. He loved to laugh as well and he had a good sense of humor. He loved to dance and was a pure romantic. Exactly what I was looking for....I was really looking forward to meeting him.

The ship was to leave Miami on July 16th so I arrived by plane in Miami on the 15th and would stay in a hotel that night and arrive at the dock in the morning. Tina and Brad saw me off at the airport and said they would be there to pick me up when I got home. I gave them both a big hug and started on my new adventure. The plane trip was uneventful and I arrived at my hotel just in time to have a nice dinner. It was very hot in Miami so I wore a very cool and flowing pink sun dress that ended just above my knees and hugged my curves enticingly. The hotel had an excellent Mexican restaurant on the premises and that is where I had my dinner. I ordered a margarita while I waited for my fajitas and relaxed, listening to the soft music that was coming through the speakers in the ceiling. I noticed quite a few male glances coming my way but I ignored them and just enjoyed my drink and nibbled on a few chips with salsa once and a while. My fajitas arrived on a sizzling plate and they were excellent. After my meal I went back to my room and tried to read a romance novel I had brought but my excitement wouldn't let me concentrate. I finally calmed down and drifted off to sleep at about 11 o'clock.

The next morning I woke up bright and early and jumped into the shower. I dressed in a white sundress that had small red hearts on it. The skirt ended at mid-thigh and it had spaghetti straps at the shoulders. I wore a red strapless bra under it that pushed my breasts up and out so there was plenty of cleavage showing. I also wore a matching pair of thongs as my panties. No panty hose were necessary because it was going to be very hot today. I strapped on some high heel wedge white sandals to accentuate my legs. I added just a touch of makeup...I had never needed much because my complexion was always very nice....but today I added some blood red lipstick and a little eye liner and mascara. My blond hair was swept away from my face with red barrettes on each side and it flowed down my back beautifully. Finally I added red heart shaped earrings and my favorite perfume...Elizabeth Taylor's 'Diamonds'. There that should get the men's attention. I went down to the hotel's lounge and ate a little bit of their continental breakfast but was so nervous and excited that I couldn't eat much.

I went back to my room and packed up my bags and was at the dock by 11 am. The ship wasn't scheduled to leave until 2 pm but I wanted to get to my cabin and get unpacked before we had to caste off. As I walked into the main lobby of the ship and checked in with the attendant, I felt the appreciative eyes of the men that were there. As I turned to follow the porter to my cabin a man in uniform stepped up to me.

"Hello, I'm Captain Carl Johnson. Welcome aboard the pleasure cruise." His voice was deep and sounded like smooth velvet. 

I looked up to see smiling green eyes twinkling at me as he welcomed me aboard. He had dark hair with grey at the temples and a goat-tee that was also sprinkled with grey. "Thank you Captain. I am looking forward to a wonderful two weeks. My name is Elizabeth Hanson but everyone calls me Liz." I smiled as I held my hand out for him to shake.

"Nice to meet you Liz and I hope we can get to know one another a little better over the next two weeks." Instead of shaking my hand he brought it up to his lips and lightly kissed it. 

I blushed becomingly as I felt butterflies start to flutter through my stomach and smiled back at him. "That would be nice, Captain." My knees were a little shaky and I could feel my panties starting to moisten as he looked into my eyes.

"Until we meet again sweet lady." He murmured as he kissed my hand again. I caught my breath and slowly took my hand from his. Then I turned back to the porter. "Well Captain, I really do need to get to my cabin so I can unpack before we caste off. But I hope to see you later at the welcome aboard party."

"I will be looking for you lovely Liz." The Captain smiled sexily and then let the porter guide me away toward my cabin. Wow, he was quite handsome and a rogue as well it would seem.

The porter opened my cabin door for me and then gave me the key before he brought in my luggage. "You should have everything you need ma'am but if there is anything else you would want, my name is Charlie and all you need to do is dial 0 for the desk and I will bring you anything you desire." He winked at me.

"Thank you so much" I smiled at him and gave him a tip. Charlie gave me a big grin and then he was gone.

I closed the door and then turned to survey the room. The room was quite large with a queen size bed at one end. There was mirror above the bed and night stands at each side. The dressers, night stands and tables in the room were of a dark cherry wood as was the head and foot boards for the bed. The walls were an off white but all of the accents in the room were a blood red and wine colored. The bed spread on the bed was a solid wine color. The carpet was a red and wine stained pattern that accentuated the bed spread perfectly. There were two dressers that sat against the walls on either side of the bed and a large closet near the bathroom door next to where I was standing. Between the tall dresser along the outside wall and the closet was placed a lovely cherry table with two chairs placed near it. The chairs were also covered in the same wine material that the bed spread was made of. There were two port holes for windows and a glass door that led out to a balcony. The other dresser was against the inner wall and it was long and short with a mirror attached to its back. On this dresser were a variety of items and I went to see what they were. I blushed as I saw all kinds of different sex toys there: vibrators of many different shapes and sizes as well as butt plugs and lotions and lubricants. There were a couple of pair of furry handcuffs and even some rope for those who may want to get really kinky. There were even some strap on devices and a note that said there were batteries in the drawer and a new supply would be given if needed. On the table stood a bouquet of roses and a bottle of champagne on ice with two glasses. Between the bathroom door and the closet was mounted a nice size flat screen TV that was playing a sex scene at the moment of two men sharing one woman. All in all it was a very enticing and sexy room and I was already a bit turned on by my encounter with Captain Johnson.

My eyes kept returning to the dresser with the vibrators on it with longing. I would really like to get off before my roommate was due to arrive. I tried to ignore that longing and turned to my luggage. I picked up one of my suitcases and placed it on one of the chairs to open it but then the scene on the TV caught my eye and that was all it took. I decided I could just give myself a quick orgasm before David got there. So I went over to the vibrators and picked one out that was about 7 inches long and textured like a cock and quickly put batteries in it. I lay on the bed fully clothed and watched the scene being played out on the TV. The woman was being double penetrated now with a cock in her pussy and a cock in her ass. Then a third man showed up and she started sucking on his cock. Damn that was a huge turn on: three cocks at once and it made me really wet. I pulled the crotch of my panties to one side and turned on the vibrator. I rubbed it up and down my slit to spread my cream and then slowly inserted it into my pussy. I turned the power to high and felt the vibrations deep inside. Then I pulled it out and let it rest on my clit...god that feels so good. Shivers run up and down my spine as the vibrator attacked my clit. Slowly I insert it again and let it pulsate against my inner walls. I lay back and let the waves of my orgasm start to build. As the vibrator filled me up I feel my juices flow even more. My whole pussy is sopping wet and I start to breathe faster as I thrust my toy deeper. I run my hands over my breasts but I can't let them out because I have to be conscious of the time. I watch the scene on TV as the three men pound into the woman and she squirts all over all of them. It is enough for my own orgasm to start. I thrust the vibrator in harder and faster and close my eyes as the wave reaches its crest and my orgasm overtakes me. My eyes are closed and my head is thrown back as one hand pushes the vibrator faster and my other hand is playing with my clit. My juices are flowing so much that it is causing a puddle to pool on the bed. I am coming as hard as I can just as the door opens and Charlie is ushering David into the room.

"If you need anything Mr. Sanders, just.......oh my god" I hear Charlie say as he sees me on the bed for the first time. 

I am so far gone that I don't even fully comprehend that they are there. My orgasm is washing over me over and over when I feel some hands on my legs. I open my eyes and I see the most gorgeous pair of blue eyes looking at me. When David speaks it causes shivers to roll over me once again. "You are the sexiest woman I have ever seen." His voice is deep....he sounds like Johnny Cash with a wonderful southern accent. David spreads my legs and moves his head between them. "Let me taste that sweet nectar love." Then I feel him take the vibrator out to be replaced by his tongue. 

Charlie has moved to one side of the bed near my head and he has his cock in his hand. He asks, "Would you suck on this cock, lovely lady?" I open my eyes and Charlie has his cock right in front of my face. I open my mouth and he quickly places his hard shaft into my warm and wet mouth and I start to suck on him while David is licking my pussy. David then sticks two fingers up inside of me and quickly finds my G-spot. That pushes me over the edge and I start to squirt all over his face. I am moaning as my orgasm washes over me and I suck even harder on Charlie. It doesn't take long for Charlie to let loose into my mouth. I swallow every drop as I feel David kneel between my thighs and push his thick cock into me. He thrust all the way in and starts pumping into me right away. Oh god I am going to cum again....his cock feels so good inside of me. It is thicker than the vibrator so it stretches me even more. I can feel my pussy start to convulse around him and I hear him groan. "You are so tight sweetheart! I'm going to fill you up with my seed." He starts to move faster and harder and I start to orgasm yet again. He groans and releases himself into me with rope after rope of hot cum. I feel it hit my womb and it makes my orgasm even stronger. Oh god, that was the strongest orgasm I have ever had!

Charlie has collapsed into the nearest chair while he watches David fuck me hard. David collapses on the bed next to me and that is when I finally come to my senses and blush a deep red. "I'm sorry....I didn't mean to...."

David interrupts me and says, "Don't apologize love.....I couldn't have asked for a nicer welcome." His voice sends shivers down my spine again. "But we do need to get up and about if we want to be on deck for the caste off and then the welcome aboard party." He clumsily gets off the bed because his pants were still around his knees. I giggle a little at the sight but I should get cleaned up as well.

Charlie grins and says, "Ms. Liz, I think you will be one of my favorite guests on this trip." He gets up and straightens his uniform and says, "Now if you will excuse me I really should get back to work."

"Of course, Charlie, and you are welcome to come back any time love." I say as Charlie takes his leave.

Chapter 2

I look at David and say, "I should get cleaned up. Do you want the bathroom first or can I go first?"

"You go ahead love. I need to get some clean pants out." He smiles and waves me toward the bathroom.

I grab my toiletries and walk into one of the most luxurious bathrooms I have ever seen. On one wall is the counter with two sinks and a wall size mirror over the sinks. There is a medicine cabinet on each side so there is plenty of room for both mine and his things. The colors of the bathroom accentuate the bedroom with off white walls and the sinks were a deep wine color. There was a border along the top of the walls in red and wine as well. The towels hanging on the racks were also a red or wine color. The toilet sat across from the sink and the far wall was taken up by a huge shower stall. It was enclosed in glass doors and I opened one to turn the shower on. I undress and then take a facial cleanser out of my bag to wash the mascara and eye liner off my eyes. Then I take the barrettes out of my hair and take my favorite shampoo and conditioner out of my bag. I put them on the ledge in the shower and turn to get my soap and a red washcloth. Then I step into a warm luxurious stream of hot water. The spray feels so good as it flows over my hair and down my back. The shower head is one of those that can be taken down, with a hose that extends to reach all the way to the back of the stall if necessary. At the back of the stall is a bench that I can sit on and play a little if I want to. 




The Cruise



I wash and condition my hair and am just enjoying the hot spray on my back when the door opens and a grinning David steps in and says, "May I join you sexy?"

I smile and say, "Of course. There is plenty of room." I move out of the stream of water to let him enjoy it. 

As I do, I take a good look at his body. He has a full head of jet black hair that was just greying slightly at the temples. He was clean shaven but I could see just the barest hit of whiskers already coming in where his beard would be if he let it grow. He had wide muscular shoulders that were tanned by the sun and black hair was sprinkled on his chest. The chest hair narrowed as it went down his slightly bulging stomach as did the line of his body. His hips were narrower than his shoulders and his butt was nicely rounded. He turned around and faced me and as he did I saw that the hair ended right above his jutting shaft and he had shaved all the rest of pubic hair off. His legs were covered in dark hair but they were also nicely shaped.

"Do I meet with your approval?" He said with a twinkle in his eye.

I blushed. "Oh I'm sorry for staring."

"You didn't answer my question." He smiled wider.

"Umm...yes, you are very handsome." My blush deepens.

He laughs and says, "And you, my dear, are absolutely the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Can I wash your body for you?"

I blush even more and can feel the heat of my face. I must be the color of that washcloth. "Yes. That would be nice." I whisper.

He takes the wash cloth and the bar of soap and starts to work up a nice lather in the cloth. Then he slowly starts to rub the lathered cloth across my shoulders and my arms. His eyes are intently staring into mine and then as his hand works down one arm his eyes fall to my lips. He slowly lowers his head and kisses me lightly. "You are so beautiful." He whispers.

He then pulls back and continues to wash my other arm. The wash cloth then comes back to my upper chest and he starts to slowly move it downward over my breasts. When he reaches my large hardened nipples he tenderly moves the cloth over them. They are so sensitive that it makes me gasp. I see a small smile cross his face and then he slowly lifts one and then the other to wash beneath them. Then the cloth moves over my tummy.

David then kneels in front of me and starts to wash my legs...all the way down one and then he lifts one foot and washes even between the toes. It tickles and I giggle a little. He grins up at me and says, "A bit ticklish are we?" The he slowly washes the other foot and then up my other leg. Then he stands back up and turns me around. He slowly starts from my shoulders again and works his way down my back to my butt. His hands tenderly caress each cheek then he gently spreads my ass cheek and moves the cloth over my asshole. This causes shivers to run all through my body. Then he works his way down the back of my legs. 

After my legs are washed he places me back under the spray to rinse. After all of the suds are gone he guides me to the bench and sits me down on the edge. "Spread your legs love. I want to give special attention to that beautiful pussy." I sit and spread my legs for him as he kneels between them. He starts with my inner thighs and lathers up one side and then the other before he even looks at my pussy. Then his hand with the cloth slowly moves from the bottom of my slit to the top and then back down. I lay back and just enjoy the attention. He brings the cloth back to the top of my pussy and gently massages the little button that is there. The texture of the cloth is a bit rough and it makes me gasp because I am so sensitive there. Again, I see that small smile cross his face.

After he has cleaned me thoroughly, he drops the cloth and goes to bring the sprayer to me. He slowly moves the spray all around between my legs to make sure he has rinsed all the suds away. Then he lays the sprayer on the floor of the shower and gently moves his hands from my knees to my thighs to push my legs even further apart. He then just lightly licks my inner thighs till he reaches my mound. He spreads my lips and just blows lightly on my clit. That makes me groan and shudder. He gently licks my nether lips and then his mouth finds my clit and he gently sucks it into his mouth.

"Oh god..." My breathing starts to quicken and I can feel myself getting very wet. His tongue plays with my clit as he slowly pushes two fingers into me. He finds my G-spot and I start to feel my orgasm build. My hands go to his head and entangle themselves into his wet hair, holding him to my pussy. My hips start to push into his face as my orgasm washes over me. "Oh shit...oh god ...don't stop...ahhhhhh." I scream as I orgasm and spray my fluids all over his face. He stays right there and licks them all up until I am clean once again.

I am drained and lay back against the wall and as he stands to his feet I see his massive erection and know that it is my turn to give him pleasure. I bend down and pick up the wash cloth and say, "It's my turn to wash you love." I lather the wash cloth once more and then start with his shoulders and arms and chest as he did with me. His shoulders are so broad and his chest is quite muscular. I find his small nipples beneath his mat of dark hair and give them special attention with the cloth just as he did with mine. I look up at his face and see that his eyes are closed and he is enjoying the attention. I then slowly move around to his back and wash him again from shoulders to butt. I move the cloth over his cheeks and then between them as I wash his asshole. I then move back around him and kneel in front of him to wash his legs and feet. I reach around and wash both the front and the back of his right leg all the way to his feet. I gently lift his foot and then wash that for him just as he did for me. Then I move to the other foot and slowly work my way back up his left leg. This is turning me on all over again. His body is so gorgeous and I love touching it and learning all of it. 

Finally I am staring straight at his straining erection. I see a small drop of precum on the tip and I can't resist licking it off. As my tongue touches him I hear him groan. A smile crosses my face and I gently use the wash cloth to clean his whole length. I then lift his cock and gently wash his balls, one at a time. One last spot that I want to clean is that small patch of skin between his balls and his asshole so I tell him, "Spread your legs a little more love." I move the cloth over that small patch of skin and gently massage it.

After I am done with that I go and pick up the shower head where he had laid it and move it over his body, rinsing all the suds from him. I place the shower head back in its cradle and say, "There you are all clean." I give him an impish grin and say, "Now it is time to get out and get dressed." 

I start to move to the shower door but he grabs my arm and says, "Oh no, you don't."

I laugh at him and say, "What?"

"You need to finish what you started." He growls.

I look down at his straining cock and grin even wider. "Oh it seems as though you do have a problem there don't you." I kneel back in front of him and say, "But I think I can take of that for you." My tongue moves out again to lightly lick the tip of his cock and then I just take the head of him into my mouth and gently suck. My hands move to his bare balls and I slowly roll one then the other through my hands. My mouth starts to take him in inch by inch until I have most of him into my mouth. I then start to suck a little harder as I pull away just a bit. His cock came out of my mouth until just the tip was still in my mouth and then I engulfed him again and went a bit deeper. I start a rhythm and he him start to groan. My hand starts to massage him a bit harder and I feel his hands on my head guiding me. God he tastes so good! I can feel my juices start to flow as he groans again. I move faster and faster and it is not long before I feel his balls contract and I know he is very close to cuming. I keep up the pace and then I hear him moan even louder as he shoots his load into my mouth. I swallow as quickly as I can but he is shooting into my mouth so quickly that some does run out and down my chin.

After he leans against the shower wall and says, "Wow, that is the best blowjob I have ever had!"

I smile as I scoop up the cum on my chin and lick it off my fingers and say, "Well it helps that I love to give head. It makes it all that much better for you."

"God, you are sexiest woman I have ever met!" He pulls me to him and kisses me deeply.

I pull away and say, "Now it is time for us to get dressed or we will miss all the activities on deck."

He grins and says, "Well, I think have already missed the caste off but I suppose we should get dressed for the welcome aboard party." He shuts off the shower and we both step out and get dried off.

Chapter 3

I leave the bathroom and rummage through my luggage with just a towel wrapped around my body. David comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waist and whispers in my ear, "Don't wear a bra or panties, sexy.....easier access."

I smile at him and wink, "My thoughts exactly, love."

I pull out a white miniskirt that has blue roses scattered over it and a royal blue camisole that has spaghetti straps and is very low cut, showing a great deal of my breasts and cleavage. I drop the towel and pull the camisole over my head and then step into the miniskirt. David comes up and helps me with the zipper. This is one of my favorite skirts because it comes just a bit higher than mid-thigh and swirls very nicely around my shapely legs. It is so short that if it flairs out just right my bare pussy and ass are able to be seen. It gives me a bit of a thrill to be an exhibitionist, if only in this small way. I then grab my make-up bag and go back into the bathroom. I apply some more eyeliner and some mascara and some deep blood red lipstick. I also put just a hint of blue eye shadow on my eyes to bring out their blueness and accentuate my outfit. Then I pull out my hairdryer and dry my hair. I brush it out until it is shimmering in the light. I put a blue headband in it to hold it back from my face and then place a silver necklace around my neck that has a blue pendant attached to it and matching earrings in my ears. The necklace lies perfectly in my abundant cleavage. I then add a few drops of perfume behind my ears and in my cleavage. I take one more look in the mirror. Perfect...just the look I want... sexy, but casual and cool. I walk out of the bathroom and put my white high heel sandals back on. As I stand back up, David gives me a wolf whistle and then offers me his arm to go up on deck. He looks so handsome in khaki slacks and a dark blue polo shirt that accentuates his eyes and makes his hair look even darker.

We get to the dining hall where there is a buffet set up and a lot of people milling around just chit- chatting. We walk around and just make small talk when all of a sudden Captain Johnson comes up and says, "Lovely Liz, I would like to introduce you to some of my staff." He takes me by the arm and leads me toward the banquet table.

I look helplessly at David and he just grins and shrugs. "Have fun, hon. I'm going to do some mingling."

So I let Captain Johnson lead me away. He led me to a group of people in white naval looking uniforms. "Liz Hanson, may I introduce you to the best senior staff a captain could hope for." He turned to a shorter man that had reddish blond hair and said, "This is my first officer, Commander Daniel Fisher."

"My pleasure, Commander." I smiled and held my hand out to shake his. 

He smiled and I noticed that he had dark brown eyes with eyelashes that a woman would die for. He took my hand and brought it to his lips. "The pleasure is all mine, lovely Liz." He murmured.

I blushed, "You are quite charming, Commander."

Then the Captain turned me to an older gentleman with a distinguished head of grey hair and matching beard. "And this is our Doctor, Doctor Chris Adams."

"Nice to meet you, Doctor." I said as I held my hand out to him.

He also lifted my hand to his mouth and said, "The pleasure is all mine sweet lady. And if you need anything at all, I am at your beck and call." Dr. Adams had very caring and sincere hazel eyes and I liked him immediately.

Again Captain Johnson turned me away and I was then facing a huge black man. He had to be at least 6.2 and he was all muscle. I looked up and saw some very dark twinkling brown eyes in a face that I knew could look mean if it hadn't had such a big smile on it. "Oh, let me guess. You have to be the Chief of Security."

The smile got even bigger. "Yes ma'am. My name is Lieutenant Dwayne Dodgers. And I am very pleased to meet such a beautiful woman as you." His teeth were dazzling white against the darkness of his skin and his hand engulfed mine as he raised it to his lips.

"And last but not least, is our Entertainment Director, Stephanie Wilson." The Captain introduced me to a sultry looking brunette whose uniform was much different than the men's uniforms. Stephanie's uniform was still the white navel style but the coat was very low cut and showed a lot of her ample cleavage. In fact the jacket was so low cut that I could see her nipples peeking out of a white semi-bra that lifted pushed her mammoth tits close together. She also wore a very tight mini skirt instead of slacks under the jacket and the skirt was so short that you could see the top of her white stockings. I could tell she wore a garter belt to hold the stockings up. On her feet was a pair of white stiletto heels.

I held out my hand and instead of shaking my hand she smiled slightly and gave me a warm hug and peck on the cheek. "Very nice to meet you Liz." As she hugged me I could feel her tits brush against mine. "Now if you will excuse me I have some announcements to give to our guests." 

She walked up on the stage and tapped the microphone to get everyone's attention. "If I could have your attention please." She said into the microphone. "I have a few announcements for everyone."

Once the room had quieted and she had everyone's attention, she continued, "First of all, since this is a sexual pleasure cruise, nudity is just fine anywhere on the ship. But we do require that you dress for dinner and dress formally. All of you have been made aware of our rules but I just want to reiterate this one point. If we hear of anyone forcing any unwanted attention on anyone else, we will take it very seriously and all possible measures will be taken to prevent any more unwanted attention of our guests. Now have fun and enjoy yourselves." She smiles as she steps away from the microphone.

Then Captain Johnson looked at me and smiled, "Would you like a tour of the ship lovely Liz?"

I smiled widely at him, "That would be wonderful Captain!"

He crooked his arm to me and winked. I placed my arm in his and off we went to see this beautiful ship. Over the next hour he showed me the promenade deck, where most of the restaurants and bars and gift shops were located and the atrium deck where we had boarded earlier that day. Then he took me to the bow of the ship. 

He leaned over the rail and looked into the water and then waved me over. "Look into the water, my dear."

I looked down and gasped. "They're beautiful. Are they dolphins?"

"Yes they usually swim with us for some time. They are considered good luck." He smiled at me. "They can swim very fast and keep up with us for a long time."

Our last stop was the bridge. The bridge crew looked my way as we entered and all the glances seemed to be admiring so I smiled at the men on the bridge. Captain Johnson showed me around and tried to explain all the technical gauges and stuff but it all went right over my head. I was busy looking out the window at the beautiful blue panorama before me. 

The Captain noticed that I was not really paying much attention to him and he touched my arm. "Am I boring you Liz?"

"Oh Captain, I'm sorry. I'm not a very technical person." I give him an apologetic smile.

The Captain smiled, "Its ok my dear. I tend to get carried away. Why don't we find something to do that you will enjoy more?"

"I would like that Captain." I say as he ushers me from the bridge and into his private office.

His office was decorated in rich browns and blues. The desk stood at one end of the room and there were two chairs in front of the desk and a couch was seated on another wall. The walls were done in dark paneling and there were naval paintings gracing them. A miniature cruise ship stood on a table in a corner. A large flat screen TV graced the wall opposite the couch. Overall the room was very masculine and I was instantly charmed by it.

As I moved into the office Stephanie came out of a side room. My eyes widened in shock as I saw her. All she was wearing was her garter belt, stockings and heels.

She smiled and winked at me. "Oh Captain, I have been waiting for you." She sauntered up to him and pressed her massive chest into his as she kissed him on the lips. His arms came around her and he started to kiss her back. I watched as his hands dipped to her ass and he squeezed her cheeks as he started French kissing her.

I was kind of embarrassed so I said, "I should probably go."

As I tried to leave, Stephanie broke away from the Captain and said, "I wish you wouldn't go. I would really like to get to know you better." She came over to me and hugged my arm and led me to the couch. Her tits were pressed against my arm. "I think we may have a lot in common."

She sat me on the couch and then leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Have you ever been with another woman?"

I looked at her and said, "Once when I was in college. It was with my best friend."

She licked her lips and asked, "Did you like it?" Her hand was gently rubbing my leg and I was getting a bit turned on.

"Yeah, kind of." Her hand was moving further up my leg.

The Captain then came and sat down on the other side of me. "Liz, I would love to see you and Stephanie play. Can I kiss you?"

I smiled at the Captain, "I would like that."

"And call me Carl, lovely Liz." He whispered as he slowly lowered his lips to meet mine. His lips were soft and I could feel the roughness of his beard against my face as he kissed me. His tongue gently probed at my lips and with a sigh I opened my lips to give him access to my mouth. He was a good kisser. His tongue swirled with mine and while Carl kissed me I could feel Stephanie pushing my skirt higher as she caressed my legs.

Stephanie sighed and whispered, "Your skin is so soft Liz. I could touch you all night." Her hands then moved to my arms and shoulders. It felt very sensual as her small hands moved over my body. My nipples hardened as Carl moved to suck on my earlobe and Stephanie pulled the camisole out of my skirt and started to caress my tummy under the camisole.

"Let's take this off of you." Stephanie whispered as she pulled the camisole up my body to expose my tits. Carl moved away briefly and within a second my top was off and on the floor. Then Carl was moving his lips over my neck as Stephanie was kissing my tummy. 

"Oh, God. This feels so good." I whispered as I closed my eyes and laid my head back to give Carl greater access to my neck. I could feel my pussy getting very wet. 

As Stephanie kissed my tummy her hands went back to my legs and she slowly started to caress my inner thighs, inching closer and closer to the center of my desire. My legs opened to give her greater access and I was getting very turned on. Her touch was so soft, almost like a butterfly was fluttering over my skin. She just gently stroked one leg and then the other while just applying a little bit of pressure so my legs would open.




The Cruise



Meanwhile Carl was kissing and sucking on my neck and ears, which is a huge turn on for me. His beard was at times scratchy and other times it tickled me. I could feel his hot breath as he moved over my neck and ears. His hand came up and just gently cupped my breast while he breathed into my ear, "You are so beautiful, lovely Liz."

Stephanie then moved down to kneel in front of me and started to move her lips and tongue over my inner thighs just as her hands had done. My skirt was bunched around my waist by this time, exposing my hot center to her hungry mouth. Her breath was so hot against my skin and her lips were soft. There was such a contrast between the man at my throat and the woman between my thighs. Carl's beard was a bit rough at times but there was none of that with Stephanie. Her touch was a soft and gentle caress. Her lips moved further up my inner thighs and I could feel her breath on my pussy lips. I could feel the heat from her breath touch my skin and it caused little electric pulses to shoot from my pussy up into my stomach.

Carl then started to pinch my hardened nipple and slowly twist it between his finger and thumb while he continued to kiss my throat. "Oh God" I groaned. I have never had two people make love to me like this.

Stephanie slowly just licked my outer lips and I trembled. I felt as if my whole body was slowly melting from the inside out. She just kissed and licked the outside of my mound until I felt like I was going to go crazy. My hips started to buck as if they were begging her to stop torturing me. But she would not be rushed. She just slowly teased just the outside of my slit with her tongue.

Then Carl moved his head lower and took my rock hard nipple into his hot mouth. I felt his lips close over that hard bud and his teeth just lightly grazed it. I gasped and my whole body arched off the couch. It felt as if a white hot jolt of electricity went from my nipple right to my pussy. This pushed my soaked pussy further into Stephanie's face and she took advantage of it by pushing her tongue into my slit and swirling it over my clit. Another gasp escaped from my lips and my hands went to her head to pull her closer. My body felt on fire. 

Carl groaned and sucked even harder on my nipple as his other hand found my other nipple. He gently flicked that nipple with his finger nail and I groaned at the sensation that sent through me. Then he pinched it tight and pulled on it lightly. I gasped and my breathing became even heavier. Oh God, I felt as if I was burning up.

Stephanie then slowly inserted two fingers into my pulsating pussy and moved them in and out slowly. My hips starting moving in time with the thrusts of her fingers and I could hear guttural groans coming from my throat. I heard myself growl pleadingly, "Please..." As my hands tangled in her dark hair and I pulled her even closer. I was very close to the edge of sanity when she turned her fingers and found my G-spot. That sent me over the edge and my body tensed and I heard a scream come from my lips as my hips came clear off the couch with the intensity of my orgasm. Stephanie stayed right with me and rode out my orgasm with her mouth plastered to my clit and her fingers deep inside my pulsating pussy. I could feel my inner muscles squeezing her fingers as I came hard.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I started to come down from the heights of one of the most powerful orgasms I had ever experienced. Stephanie looked up at me from between my legs and smiled. "I knew we had a lot in common." Her face was smeared with my pussy juice and I thought she looked wonderful.

Carl was also looking at me and he grinned. "I knew you were hot but I didn't realize how hot until right now." He was still fully clothed and as I looked down at him I saw a massive bulge in his uniform trousers. 

"Um, I think it is your turn to be taken care of Captain." I smiled at him. "That looks a bit confining." I said as I moved my hands over that large bulge.

He smiled and moved away from me to quickly undress. I looked at Stephanie and I could tell we both had the same thought at almost the same time. We both moved off the couch and helped him to undress. Within moments his uniform was in a pile on the floor and his 9 inch hard as steel cock was sticking up straight to the ceiling. We pushed him against his desk and both Stephanie and I knelt in front of him and as I took the head of his cock into my mouth, she licked up and down the sides. I gently sucked on just the head of his delicious cock and Stephanie started to fondle his balls as she licked his shaft.

Carl groaned and his hands found their way to each of our heads as he tried to push us down further onto his cock. Stephanie looked up at him and smiled, "Oh no babe, you are not going to rush this. We are having way too much fun to rush this." Carl just groaned again and his hands fell to his sides.

Then Stephanie moved under me and gently started to suck on each of his balls in turn as I slowly engulfed his hard cock in my mouth. I sucked as much of him into my hot mouth as I could and then started to suck hard while alternating with swirling my tongue over his shaft. I pulled his pole out and then just sucked on the head for a bit. I alternated doing this for a few minutes while Stephanie sucked on his balls. When I looked up at him I saw his eyes were closed and his head was thrown back. His hands gripped the edge of the desk as if his life depended on it. He was gripping the desk so hard that his knuckles where white from the strain. I knew he wouldn't last much longer and I was hungry for a taste of his cum so I increased the tempo and strength of my suction on him

Within a few moments he started to groan and I felt his cock get even larger in my mouth. Just as that registered in my brain a large shot of cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could but they came to quickly and some of his jizz seeped out at the corners of my mouth.

Stephanie came up beside me and said, "I want a taste too." I pulled off of him and she engulfed his cock just as the last squirts of man juice shot from his cock. As he finished, she licked up all the remnants and cleaned his cock thoroughly with her mouth. Then she looked at me and leaned in to kiss me so she could taste him from my mouth. 

We French kissed for a while and then I looked at Carl. He was practically collapsed on the desk. I pulled away from Stephanie and giggled, "I think we have worn our poor captain out Steph."

"Well, he better find some energy from somewhere because we are not done with him yet, are we?" She grinned and winked at me.

I smiled widely, "No we are not. But I think he needs a little time to recover."

She looked at his rapidly shrinking cock and she sighed, "You may be right. But that doesn't mean we can't still have some fun." She got to her feet and helped me up and then told me to lie on the floor.

I did as she said and then she squatted over my face. Her pussy was dripping wet and looked so yummy. I couldn't resist the urge to stick my tongue into that juicy cunt. As I did I heard her groan. My hands went to the outside of her hips as I held her close to my questing tongue. Mmmm, she tasted so good. Soon I lost myself in the taste and texture of her slippery pussy. I would tease her clit with my tongue and then thrust my tongue up inside of her. My fingers then moved into her tight hole as I flicked my tongue over her clit as fast as I could. I moved two fingers in and out of her and then grazed that hard little nub with my teeth. I heard her groan and she started to move her hips to the timing of the thrusts of my fingers. 

All of a sudden I felt a pair of hands on my knees and when I looked down, Carl was spreading my legs and fitting himself between them. His cock was fully revived and I knew what he wanted. Oh God, he was going to fuck me while I was eating out Stephanie's pussy. I have never done something like this before and the thought of what was about to happen made a fresh wave of juice coat my pussy. He rubbed his cock in my slit to wet it and with one deep thrust was ball deep inside of me.

I groaned as he slammed into me and clutched at Stephanie's thighs even tighter. God he was so big and he was stretching me almost to the point of it being painful.

I heard him moan as he said, "God Liz, you are so tight. This feels like heaven."

He started to thrust in and out, slowly at first but soon he picked up speed. I continued giving my attention to Stephanie's pussy but I had to concentrate hard to do it. He felt so damn good pushing in and out of me that if I didn't concentrate I would have left Stephanie high and dry. Soon I added a third finger to her pussy and started thrusting into her at the same pace that he was thrusting into me. It didn't take long before I felt her pussy start to spasm and she started to groan as an orgasm washed over her. I felt her juices splash on my face as she came all over me. 

When she was done she fell to the side in an exhausted heap and then I could let myself go as well. Carl's cock was pounding into me and I felt a huge orgasm start to build in my stomach. It didn't take long before I was convulsing around him and I could hear screams coming from my mouth. My orgasm triggered his and he started gushing his man juice deep inside of my womb. I could feel every rope hit the back of my womb and it just made my orgasm even better.

When our orgasms had finally spent themselves out, we were both covered in sweat and completely spent. He collapsed on the other side of me and the three of us just lay on the floor trying to recover from one of the best orgasms of our lives. 

After a few minutes of resting I looked at the Captain and said, "I should probably go. I am wiped out and this floor is not very comfortable."

Carl sighed and got off the floor to help me up. "I suppose you are right. There is a bathroom straight through that door. You can freshen up in there."

I smiled as I picked up my discarded camisole and said, "Thank you."

I went into the bathroom and freshened up a bit and put my camisole back on. As I looked into the mirror I grimaced. Anyone that saw me would see a woman that had been well fucked. I shrugged. Oh well, this is a sex cruise. 

As I came out of the bathroom I saw both Stephanie and Carl putting their clothes back on. Stephanie came up to me and gave me a kiss on the lips. "That was one of the best experiences of my life. Thank you"

I smiled, "I enjoyed it as well."

Carl looked at me and said. "You are one of the hottest women I have ever met. We will most definitely have to do this again." And then he kissed me as well.

Just then there was a knock on the door and Stephanie answered it. Charlie stood outside the door and grinned. "I'm here to escort you back to your room miss Liz."

I smiled at him. "Well thank you Charlie."

He grinned even wider. "Don't thank me, ma'am. Captains orders."

I looked at Carl and he smiled. "It wouldn't do for the prettiest woman on the ship to get lost on her way back to her room now would it?"

I reached up and gave him a kiss. "Thank you Captain for everything."

Then I left his office and followed Charlie back to my room. I'm sure Charlie knew what had happened but he was a complete gentleman and didn't ask me anything about it. 

When I got to my room I went and took a shower and then just collapsed on the bed. David was not there and I fell asleep quickly. My first day on board the sex cruise had been exciting and exhausting.

Chapter 4

Hands touching me, caressing me. Fingers lightly moving over my skin. Lips kissing my neck and teeth lightly grazing my shoulder. Hands lightly flutter past my shoulder to massage my breasts. A fingernail flicks back and forth over my hardened nipple. Fingers lightly twist that nipple between them. A mouth is sucking on my earlobe and hot breath warms my neck. Light wet kisses travel from my ear to my shoulder causing a shiver to flow through my body. The hand continues to lightly knead my breast and pinch my nipple. Then the hand moves to my tummy and slowly massages in gentle circles around my belly button, slowly moving lower. The mouth is now blowing hot breath against the back of my shoulders as the hand slowly moves to my hip and then the fingers lightly graze the outside of my legs all the way to my knee and then back up. Slowly, ever so slowly, the hand dances along my sensitized skin causing me to catch my breath. As the hand moves over my hip to my tummy again, I heard a soft whisper, "Wake up, my lovely Liz. Wake up."

Slowly, I realized that the wonderful, delicious dream was, in fact, reality. I blinked sleepily and opened my eyes and looked behind me. David was smiling at me from behind me as his hand continued to explore my tummy and lower. His hand gently moved between my legs to flutter over my wet pussy lips. He was just teasing me and the smile on his face told me he was doing it on purpose. My hips pushed into his hand begging for him to push his fingers into me but he just smiled wider and removed his hand from between my legs. I sighed in frustration, "David that is so wrong to wake me up like that and then just tease me."

His smile got even wider and then I saw an evil glint enter his eyes as his hand came between my legs again. But this time it was at my knee and he raised the one leg up off my other one. He held my leg up with one hand and slowly pushed his hard cock deep inside my soaking wet pussy. I moaned as he stretched me wide and my hips started moving in rhythm with his thrusts. 

I heard his breathing get harder as he buried his face in my hair. "Oh God, Liz, You are so tight and hot. It feels so good baby."

I could feel my orgasm starting to build in my tummy as he thrust even deeper into me. My hand snuck down to my pussy and I started to play with my clit as he rammed into me from behind. I groaned, "Oh yes, David!! Fuck me baby! Aaaahhhhhhh!!"

My whole body tightened up as my orgasm washed over me. David thrust deep into me and I could feel him let go at the same time I did. I felt rope after rope of his spunk hit the back of my womb and it made my orgasm even better.

After my orgasm had spent itself, I rolled onto my tummy and felt wiped out. David rubbed my back and whispered into my ear, "God, Liz, you are one of the best lovers I have ever had."

I smiled back at him and winked, "You're not bad yourself my dear."

His hand moved lower as he started to caress my firm yet rounded ass. "Mm, baby, you have a gorgeous ass." He squeezed each cheek and then ran his finger up and down the crack. Each time his finger moved over my puckered asshole a shiver went through me. He started to just rub little circles over my anal hole.

It was starting to turn me on again and I arched my back to encourage him. That pushed my ass further into his hand and I heard him laugh a bit. "You like your ass played with hon? Well maybe we can do more than just rim you." He reached over to the bedside table and opened the drawer and pulled out a tube of KY jelly and squeezed a bit out on his fingers. Then he gently spread my cheeks and spread it over my tight back door. He then squeezed a bit more onto his fingers and I felt his finger press into my tiny hole. I gasped as his finger invaded my ass. I have never had anything in my ass before. He slowly moved his finger around and then started to move in and out of my puckered hole. I moaned and bit my lip as I laid my head on my arms and enjoyed this new sensation. 

His finger left my ass and he squeezed a bit more lube on his fingers. Then I felt his hand slide between my cheeks yet again as he inserted two fingers into me. Oh my God! I have never felt anything like that before. He slowly and carefully pushed his fingers in and out spreading the lube all over my little asshole. Then he pushed them into me again and twisted them back and forth, stretching me. He slowly twisted them back and forth. It felt so good. Then with his other hand he pushed two fingers into my pussy and finger fucked both my holes at the same time. Oh God! I felt as if I was on sensory overload and my body could not take much more of this.

All of a sudden his hands left my body completely and I whimpered in loss. But his hands was very quickly replaced by his body as he rolled on top of me and held himself over me with one arm. The other hand was guiding his renewed cock into my tight little asshole. I gasped as his cock pushed into me. I had never done anal before and it hurt. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Just be still, hon. it won't hurt for long." He pushed in a bit deeper and I took a deep breath and tried to relax so the pain would not be as bad.

Then he pulled out a bit and then pushed into me again only this time a bit deeper. I could feel sweat breaking out on my forehead as I tried to stay still and wait for the pain to go away. I heard him groan. "God babe, you ass is so fucking tight!"

He then placed both hands on my ass and held my cheeks apart as his dick started to move in and out of my ass. He moved very slowly at first and it still hurt but as he continued to thrust into me, my ass loosened up and it started to feel really good. I groaned and started to move my hips to meet each of his thrusts. He leaned down and his arm came around the outside of my hip and his fingers found my clit and he started to flick it back and forth as he thrust faster and harder into my ass. Oh God, it was starting to feel so good and I could feel an orgasm starting to build in my tummy. My fingers dug into the bed sheets as my orgasm came even closer. I could hear him moaning as he started ramming into my ass fast and hard. I was moaning as well and soon it turned to screams as I fell into one of the strongest orgasms I had ever had. I felt my whole body tense up and then I felt myself squirt all over the bed as I screamed through my orgasm.

David felt my orgasm start and plunged in and out of me even faster and then I felt him tense up as he rammed his dick into my ass as far as it would go and he let go with his orgasm. His screams mingled with mine as rope after rope of hot sperm flooded my asshole. It must have lasted for a full minute.

When our orgasm passed, David collapsed on the bed next to me and pulled me into his arms and stroked my hair. I heard him whisper into my hair, "You are one of the best women I have ever been with Liz." I smiled and cuddled up close to him and fell asleep.

When I woke up, David was gone but there was a note on the pillow saying that he had gone to get something to eat. I gingerly got out of bed because I was quite sore and stiff. All this fucking was not something my body was used to. I figured a hot shower would help loosen up my muscles so I stepped into the bathroom and started the shower. When I stepped under the spray of hot water I sighed, this was just what I needed. I just stood there for a long time and just let the water beat down on me. This felt like heaven! Too soon the water started to cool and I knew I needed to get washed up so I hurriedly washed my hair and my body. I was very gentle when I washed my throbbing asshole. I had never done anal before and even though I loved it, it had left my ass very tender.

After I left the bathroom I glanced at the clock by the bed and was shocked; it was after one o'clock in the afternoon. I had slept half the day away. I quickly slipped into a yellow mini sundress with no panties or bra and a pair of high platform yellow sandals. I put on a pair of yellow glittery earrings and a matching necklace and quickly put a bit of makeup on and brushed my hair. I left my hair loose and hanging down my back in a blond shimmering curtain and left the room looking for a late lunch. I was starved, which did not surprise me because of all the extra sexual activity. 




The Cruise



A big 'Thank You' to my friend Mr. Wolf for editing this for me. And making it a much better read. 

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Here we were on a cruise with an older couple we knew. Bill worked at the same plant as my wife. He also repaired vehicles on the side and that's how we became friends. His wife Agnes was a stay at home grandma and watched her grandchildren.

We had been friends for a good ten years and when we decided to go on a cruise for our twentieth anniversary we were looking for someone who would like to go with us and could afford it. Bill and Agnes jumped at the idea. They usually went to Myrtle Beach for vacation and thought it would be fun to do something different. They said they had never been on a cruise.

My wife and I haven't been getting along as of late. She seems like she's in another world at times. We have been arguing more often than usual. We have one child, Rob who just graduated from high school and is headed off to college. I figure she has empty nest syndrome and is working her way through it.

For the most part our marriage has been good. Like most marriages we have had both our good times and bad. We got married very young; I was twenty and Anna was nineteen. We met when her sister announced she was getting married. I was friends of the groom and we were both in the wedding party.

Needless to say we got together and she got pregnant. It wasn't a wham bam thing. I had met her while her sister was dating my friend Randy. I asked her out and she agreed to go to the movies with me. At the end of that day we kissed for the first time.

It was four dates later before she agreed to come up to my apartment. 

She was wearing a skirt and as I was kissing her I put my hand on her breast. "Easy Ted, they are very sensitive and I'm not use to this." I slowly unbutton her blouse and pulled her bra up over her breasts. I lowered my mouth to one breast and sucked on it before going to the other one.

She held her hands around my neck and held me against her breasts. Her nipples were hard and I could hear a light moan coming from her. I kept sucking on her breasts as I lowered my right hand to her leg but never stopped sucking her nipples. She slowly opened her legs and I slid my hand gently up her thigh. I couldn't believe how hot it felt under her skirt. When I felt her panties they were damp and she was sort of biting her bottom lip.

I ran my hand up and down her crevice through her damp panties. I slipped my hand though the leg opening onto her mound and down to her pussy. She looked at me and said, "Do you really like me Ted?"

At a time like this every guy would have said yes. I was no exception but I wasn't sure if it was love or lust but it got me even further. I got off the couch and reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties. I pushed her thighs apart and buried my face in her wet pussy.

I started by rubbing my face in her full muff and working my way down to her opening. I did everything I could using my face and tongue; my arms were now under and around her thighs, helping hold her legs up. Her hands were around my head pulling me tight against her pussy.

I tongue fucked her, licked and kissed her pussy until she reached an orgasm. "Oh God! So good! I love it, I love you". She kept repeating things like that. I continued to lick and suck on her pussy till my face was covered with her juices.

I stood up and wiped my face off with my t-shirt. I began to unbuckle my jeans when she said "No, no more tonight. I'm so sorry," she said. "I've never felt anything like that; I lost control of my emotions."

Needless to say, I was a bit pissed but I tried to act normal. I did have feelings for her. "I loved doing that for you," I told her. "Anytime, anywhere, I'm here for you."

She slipped her panties on and fixed her bra and blouse. We left to take her home. It took awhile for my raging hard-on to subside and knew I'd have to take care of it later. I drove Anna home wondering if I should have tried to have intercourse with her. I really liked her a lot but was confused about my feelings for her. Did I just want to have sex with her as a challenge or did I really care for her? She seemed so different from other girls I had dated.

It was at the wedding a couple of weeks later when we got together again. I spent as much time as I could with her. We changed into more casual clothing for the reception. I wore dress pants and a light blue dress shirt. Anna wore a plaid wraparound skirt and a nice blouse. She really looked cute. After the reception I asked her what she wanted to do. She must have stared at me for a minute before answering me.

"Take me to your apartment," was all she said. We said our goodbyes to the wedding party and left the reception. We talked very little till we reached my place. Once we got there we began to kiss then it went further and she let me touch her boobs through her blouse. I decided to go for it and began to unbutton her blouse. She stopped me at first but then pulled her hand away as I undid all the buttons and saw her bra covered breasts.

I lowered my mouth to the top of her breasts and began kissing the valley between them. It was like she began to change in an instant and I could hear her moan. She was really getting into it.

I took my time and reached behind her and undid her bra. It just hung on her shoulders now. Her breasts were large and beautiful. I began to kiss and slobber all over them; she was loving it as she held my head against her.

We sat on the couch and she told me that she really liked me and even though she was nineteen, she never had a real boyfriend or was in any type of relationship. I leaned over and kissed her gently. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me more passionately.

I brought my right hand back up and squeezed her breast. She didn't stop me but was encouraging me. I rubbed my hand gently over her tits while we kept kissing.

As we kissed she was breathing hard against my mouth. I pulled her bra off and lowered my head and began sucking on her nipples again. Her hands were behind my head pulling me tight against her breasts. "I love the way you kiss and suck my breasts I feel a tingly sensation. Just be gentle," she whispered.

While kissing her tits I lowered my hand down to her legs and put my hand on her skirt covered thigh. I slowly pulled her skirt up and put my hand on her bare thigh. She never stopped me and even spread her thighs even more letting me slide my hand up to her pussy.

When I reached her panties and rubbed my hand over her pussy, she gasped. I didn't stop and she pulled my head even tighter against her tits; I kept going. I slid my hand through the leg hole of her panties and rubbed her mound.

She sort of chuckled and I asked her why. "I think you just stretched out my panties." I pulled my hand out of her panties and she stood up and slid them off. She sat back down, spread her legs and asked me to kiss her. I did and at the same time I had my hand back between her legs rubbing her clit.

She was both hot and getting very moist. I kept rubbing and eventually slid my finger into her wet and waiting pussy. She sort of gasped with my mouth against hers and I began finger fucking her. It wasn't long before I had two fingers in her.

My cock was so hard and I needed to get it out of my pants. I stopped fingering her and stood up. She didn't say anything but sat and stared at me as I quickly took off my shirt and pants. I remembered that last time this is where she stopped me from going further. She removed her skirt and we were both naked. "Are you ok with this?" I asked her.

"Yes," she replied but only if you care for me and want a long term relationship. I don't want you to just use me and then find someone else. I'll leave it up to you; I trust you."

I liked her, I really did and I had a hard on to beat hell. I wanted to fuck her so bad and told her I wanted a long term relationship with her also. I asked her if I needed to wear a condom, which I hated to use. She told me she had recently started on the pill. I later found out that she and her sister had talked about us possibly having sex and her sister told her she should get on a pill. The last thing she needed was to have a kid with me.

She kind of lay on the couch and I got between her legs and held one of them up as I slowly rubbed my cock head against her pussy. She was really wet and I was as hard as a rock as I kept rubbing my cock against her opening.

"Do it Ted! Push it in! Stop teasing me," cried Anna.

The thing is I wasn't teasing her. I was just trying to enter her slowly so I didn't hurt her! I am quite large. I aligned my cock up with her opening and slowly pushed it in. It felt so good and so hot; she was so tight that I could have came instantly and did everything I could to hold off.

I saw her wince but didn't say anything. I held still so she could get used to it. "Fuck me Ted! I want you so bad." I slowly began pushing my cock in her. "Oh God, I didn't know it would feel so good," cried Anna.

I was pumping in and out at a pretty good pace now and Anna was pushing her pussy up against me. All of a sudden she screamed out, "Oh God! I'm coming! I'm coming! Come with me Ted."

I didn't have to be told twice as I let go of a load like never before. I felt it leaving my cock and going into Anna. "I feel it Ted! I feel you coming in me. It feels so hot," she said as she had a second orgasm.

I felt her pussy squeeze my cock till every drop was gone. I stayed in her for a minute till her pussy muscles relaxed. When her breathing got back to normal she reached over and grabbed some tissues and jammed them between her legs. I watched her get up and run to the bathroom to clean up. Watching her ass almost got me hard again.

After that day we became a couple and we had sex every chance we could. Life went on like this for just under two months when Anna's sister asked me to come to her house. I walked right in and their sat Bev, Anna's sister and Anna. 

"Anna, why are you here? Is something wrong?" I asked.

"Wrong is putting it mildly," said Bev. "Anna is pregnant!"

Anna had tears in her eyes. I had questions but all the answers didn't mean anything. I was pretty positive the baby was mine. Anna and I were having sex like every other day since the first time in my apartment. She was Catholic and from a large family so I already knew her opinion on abortion.

"I'm sorry Ted," said Anna. "I was on the pill like I told you. The doctor said that's why it's a one in a thousand chance that a person still might get pregnant. We were that one that they talk about."

"It's not just your fault Anna," said Bev. "It takes two to make a baby. The problem is what are we going to do about it Ted?" Bev said as she looked at me.

"I really care for her, Bev. I know it will be hard but we can get married. I want to do what is right by her."

"Ted, I don't want you to marry me because I'm pregnant. I need to know that you love me and we can work through this together," said Anna.

"No, I said I'll marry you and I will. I love being with you Anna and I want you to always be in my life. When do you want to get married? I'll tell my parents and you can mention it to your family."

I told my parents and to say they were pissed at me would be an understatement. They kept asking me if I really loved her and of course if the baby was mine. I let them know that I was marrying her with or without their approval. They did tell me that most people getting married young don't make it. I told them I guess I'll have to beat those odds too. (referring to the odds of getting pregnant while on the pill)

We got married by a Justice of the Peace a month later. We had a small celebration at Bev's house with family and friends. We were going to prove the doubters wrong; we were going to make it work.

We lived in my apartment till Robbie was around two years old and then I got a promotion but we had to move four hours away from our families. At first Anna hated being away from everyone. After we bought a house Anna began liking the neighbors and the neighborhood. It was a perfect small town to raise a family, although it took her a good year to get adjusted.

****

Anna had gained a little weight after giving birth to Robbie. She would always complain about how fat she was. It didn't bother me that she had gained a few pounds. I loved sucking on her large tits and really loved her fat plump pussy. I had a large cock and loved watching it enter her and watch the folds of her pussy get wet.

Once she got in to it she always fucked me hard and I loved it. I still ate her pussy because I knew it really turned her on. She didn't care to be fingered but loved the tongue. She tried giving me head one time and I had cum in her mouth and she called me every name in the book. I apologized but she said she would never do it again and she kept that promise.

Throughout our married life she told me that she has never been with another man and had no desire too. I actually had a hard time believing a woman as pretty as Anna was faithful. I've always really hoped she was telling the truth because I was somewhat of a jealous guy and wasn't sure what I would do if I caught her cheating on me.

After Robbie started school Anna found a job working for a vending company. She would fill machines at the local factories and could adjust her hours around Robbie's schooling. It worked out great for her. She always called it her own spending money which was fine with me. 

Like most people we went through stages in our life where our sex life needed to be spiced up. Whenever we made love I would ask her about doing it with someone else. It started out where she would tell me that I was all she ever needed. Eventually I got her to fantasize with me. I would pretend to be someone else and make her come. The truth is we both got off on the fantasy. Believe me I understand that real life is much different.

I have always been a jealous man. It bothered me a little even when my wife talked to other men, but fantasies were different. When we finished making love she cuddled up to me and we went to sleep; no one ever got hurt. I had no idea what my wife's thoughts were after a rousing bout of fantasy sex. I took it for granted it was similar to mine. Something for both of us to enjoy and then get on with our lives.

There was a time in our life when we would go to a lounge and go dancing. I love it when Anna got a little drunk. She would let herself go and just have fun. I do believe most all husbands have thoughts of their wife with another man at one time or another. I know I thought it but in reality I never wanted it to happen. I think it's just the thought of your wife being desirable to other men.

I never drink much when we go out. I like to keep my sanity in case Anna would drink too much. We often went out with friends and Anna would tell me that the guys would come on to her but she always shut them down. It bothered me that guys I called my friends would hit on my wife. I confronted a few of them and they told me it was just friendly kidding and that they would never do anything to ruin our friendship.

****

I remember once when we were going to go out. The night before, all I had on my mind was her having sex with another man. It was one of my biggest fantasies ever. The next night she was spending all day getting ready for our special night out. It was our anniversary and we were going out with friends. We agreed to take two cars in case one of us might want to go home early. 

The Fantasy:

I had my suit on and was ready and waiting for Anna. I even dozed off in a chair waiting for her. She took extra special care getting ready that night. We were to meet Bob and Sue at the restaurant. After a great dinner the four of us went to one of the nightclubs in town.

Anna had on a short black dress and even wore garters, no pantyhose. I remember dancing with her. She smelled so good. I had my hands all over her. God, she seemed so sexy. Bob and I each danced with the other's wife. Sue had on a nice blue dress also but unfortunately wore those damn pantyhose. I never really fantasized about me having sex with another woman; it was just about Anna with another man. 

I held Sue close but didn't make any advances. Bob on the other hand had his hands all over Anna. They were on her ass and then I saw his hand going between their bodies and he was feeling my wife's tits. It was starting to bother me. I wasn't quite sure this is what I wanted after all. When Sue saw that Bob had his hands on Anna's ass, she got really pissed. She called him a son-of-a-bitch and Anna a slut. Then she headed for the door with Bob chasing after her.

I was kind of relieved. It wasn't as much fun watching her as I thought it might be. We sat in a booth and I was getting pretty plastered. Anna was pretty drunk also but in a playful mood. She wanted to dance and I could hardly stand up. A stranger came over and asked her to dance. She got up and went to the dance floor with him. I wanted to object but was too inebriated.

The man put his hands all over her body. When they came back to sit down, he sat next to her in our booth with me too plastered to do anything about it. I watched him put his hand between her thighs and slide them up to her panty-covered pussy; she didn't stop him. He was finger-fucking her. She kept looking over at me and smiling.

Finally this guy, George got up. I thought he was going to leave but he took Anna by the hand and asked her up to his room. She looked over at me and said, "Ted, your fantasy is about to come true. We will be in room 402 and the door will be unlocked if you can't make your way up there. We will start without you so if you don't want to miss anything you had better hurry."

I tried to tell her that I didn't want it to happen anymore but she was gone in a flash with George. He must have been a few years older than us. He had muscled-out features, good looks and was probably hung like a horse. God, I didn't want my wife with him.

I don't know how I did it but I got out of the booth and staggered to the elevator. Room 402, I had to keep telling myself over and over. I didn't want to forget the number. I had to stop this from going any further. The door was unlocked and I staggered in.

As I entered the room there was my beautiful wife in only her black lace bra with matching panties and the black garters with light black see-through nylons. She looked so damn sexy. I went to tell her not to do it, that it was all a mistake. I didn't want her fucking another man.

She just laughed at me. She told me it was no longer just about me but also about her and her wants and needs. She had George push me over to a chair where I sat crying. I was so drunk I could hardly move. He told me if I would be a good boy and don't interfere he wouldn't hurt me. Then he started taking off his clothes, all but his briefs and joined my smiling wife on the bed.

He had unfastened her bra and removed it. Then he took her breasts and began sucking on them. I yelled, "No! No! Those are my breasts, not yours," and continued to cry.

I watched as he sucked one breast then the other, going back and forth. Anna was loving it, all the time looking at me and smiling. As George stood up, my beautiful little wife, with her breasts out, crawled to the end of the bed and pulled down this stranger's briefs. His long hard cock popped out. I yelled, "No, Anna, please don't do it! If you stop, we still have time to mend our marriage! Please don't do this!"

She reached down and grabbed his cock and began to suck on the head. She was stroking him and sucking him at the same time. I thought about how she would never do that for me. His cock was becoming harder and harder. I couldn't believe that this is what I had fantasized about. My faithful, loving wife going down on another man's cock. I was in full tears now. My cock was totally flaccid. There was no eroticism at all for me.




The Cruise



George asked my wife if she wanted his cock deep in her pussy. She looked over at me and said that she wanted it and that I had always fantasized about it. She said that I was finally going to get my wish and she was going to get hers also, another man's cock. 

He ripped off her panties and threw the wet lacy panties at me. She climbed back upon the bed and spread her legs as wide as she could and held them up so George could get full penetration. He got up between her legs and guided his cock head to her waiting pussy. Just as he was about to shove it in, I screamed out at the top of my lungs.

"Please,! Anna, don't do it! I don't want you to fuck another man! I don't want you to fuck another man! I was wrong! I should have never let it happen!" I was about to go crazy.

I was screaming at the top of my lungs now, "Anna, please don't fuck him, please don't fuck him!"

Anna came running in the room, "Ted! Ted! Wake up honey. You were having a dream."

I woke up, drenched in sweat. Anna looked at me, "Are you all right honey? God, you scared me half to death. I was just putting on my black garters for you when I heard you screaming. 'Don't fuck him, Don't fuck him.' What on earth were you dreaming about, Honey?"

"It wasn't a dream, Anna. It was a nightmare. Promise me right here and now that you will never have sex with another man. Please promise me, right now. I have to hear it from you."

"Okay, Honey, I promise. I never wanted another man. You're all the man I'll ever want and ever need. Please believe me. God, Honey you scared me so much. It's only you I want and only you I love.

"Ted, something's wrong. I can feel it. You almost had a stroke in your sleep. Please talk to me. I need to know what happened to you, what caused this delusion."

"It was me wondering about you having sex with someone else. In the stories I read it seems to be a turn on for some guys but I'm not going to share you with anyone."

"You never have to worry Ted. You're all the man I ever want. You have to understand that every woman gets hit on but it's how they react that counts. You know I don't like seeing men grope women and I sure the hell aren't letting them grope me. Let me finish getting dressed. We have to meet Bob and Sue. You better go put on another suit, that one is all wet from you sweating. I have to go finish dressing for my husband. It's our anniversary, you know."

We met Bob and Sue at the Red Lobster and had a terrific meal. Then we headed off to the Ramada Inn lounge for some drinking and dancing. There was my beautiful wife dressed in her black evening mini-dress. I could see the men's eyes on her. I just had to learn to control myself.

I thought to myself that I wanted men to admire my wife. To see the beauty in her. I know I didn't want anyone touching her. They could think about her all they wanted but no other man was going to get near her.

It was funny that Sue had on a blue dress kind of like in my dream. I was wondering if she had on pantyhose but was afraid to ask. Bob and I switched dancing partners. Before he started dancing with Anna, I looked at Bob and told him to keep his hands off her ass. I didn't know why I said it but Anna smiled at me. Luckily Bob took it as a joke and said for me to keep my hands off Sue's ass as well. We all laughed.

The Visit:

One of Anna's old girlfriends came to visit us. Jan has been married and divorced three times but she and Anna grew up together. Jan told Anna that she wanted to take her out on the town. She asked me if I minded and would I stay home with Robbie. He was old enough to take care of himself but still needed some parental guidance. There wasn't a lot I could say.

The night before, we were watching television and some women came on with really skimpy outfits. "Damn! I can see her ass when she bends over," said Jan.

Anna replied, "I'd dress like that too if I had a hot body like that." 

For some reason I never forgot that. Would my wife really show her tits and ass if she lost a few pounds? I figured she might just be saying it and let it slide, but I never did forget it.

Anna and her friend Jan took a taxi because they both planned on drinking. It was a girls night out with an old friend. I liked Jan but I knew she was a pretty loose woman and hoped she didn't get Anna into trouble.

I thought Anna dressed too sexy for me not being with her. At least she had on pantyhose instead of garters. I told her to be safe and careful. Jan said she would take care of her. That wasn't what I wanted to hear.

They got home rather late and quite intoxicated. Jan wanted to tease me and said they had a great time and I should have seen the men hovering around Anna. What bothered me was Anna didn't have her pantyhose on. Needless to say I thought the worst.

Jan kept joking about all the men wanting to dance with them. She even went as far to say that she got felt up by a few of them and even felt the crotches of a few. It wasn't making me smile when Anna laughed at everything Jan had said.

I knew Anna was drunk and this was no time to talk to her. She did say she was worn out from dancing and was going to bed. Jan headed to the spare room. She didn't even close the door as she took off her clothes and put on a nightgown. I happen to walk by the door when she was slipping the nightgown over her head. She stood there in front of me completely naked. She didn't care that I saw her; she just laughed.

I went into our bedroom and Anna was already asleep. Her clothes were tossed in a heap on the floor. That wasn't like her to be that messy. I decided to hang up her clothes. I hung up her dress and came across her panties and bra. Her panties were damp but thank God I didn't see any cum stains. I put her panties and bra in the laundry hamper.

I looked for her pantyhose and found them in her purse. There was a rip down the side of one leg. I did wonder where, when and how that happened. I got in bed and Anna seemed totally out. I pushed her over on her back. All she had on was her nightgown. I spread her legs a little and rubbed her bush.

She moaned a little. I actually pushed a finger into her pussy and hoped not to find anything. She was a little wet and getting wetter from my fingers in her. She spread her legs even more and I began to get hard.

Suddenly I heard her say, "Ted, what are you doing. Do you want to make love tonight." I thought she was dead to the world but she rarely could sleep through sex.

"I'm tired Ted so you have to do all the work," she said.

I got above her and she spread her legs and I fucked her hard. I lasted about five minutes before I came. "I felt you come Ted. It felt good. I love you Honey," she said and went back to sleep.

I was up early the following morning. Robbie and I were having cereal and I had made a pot of coffee for Anna and Jan so it would be ready when they woke up. Anna came in the kitchen a little hung over. She sat down and Robbie asked her if she was ok.

"I'm fine Honey; I drank a little too much last night. Let that be a lesson to you when you get older." Robbie was now fifteen and shook his head as he finished his cereal and went to watch TV. I got Anna a cup of coffee and she was sitting across from me.

"You drank a lot last night," I said.

"Yes, too much but Jan and I did have a good time."

"Did you do all the things that Jan said you both did?" I asked.

"We got a little rowdy and danced a lot but that was about it."

"Jan said she let men feel her up and even touched their cocks. Did you do the same?"

"God know! You know how I feel about that. I'd never let a man grope me and I sure the hell wouldn't be touching them."

"Jan said..." I started to say.

"I don't care what Jan said! She's single and I'm married. Yes, what she said was true, but only for her. I swear, no man touched me inappropriately. We did accept the free drinks and yes I did dance with different men but we were just having fun. Besides, I know you; you probably checked out my panties when I fell asleep. I swear nothing happen between me and anyone."

"What about your pantyhose? You were wearing them when you left."

"I'm a grown women and I have never cheated on you. Why can't you ever believe me? I got a run in my pantyhose when I was getting out of the taxi. There was no way I was going to wear them all night so I went to the ladies room and took them off. They're in my purse if you don't believe me."

I knew she was pissed at me but I have always been jealous and had to know what happened.

"I'm tired of the damn cross examination every time I go out. I'm going to go take a shower if you are done interrogating me. You didn't seem to have a problem fucking me last night and I need to clean up," Anna said to me as she got up and headed to the bathroom.

She seems to be pissed at me about half the time these days. I tried to back off asking her questions because she always gets defensive. Lately she has been going to a gym and working out. I didn't ask her about the gym but checked it out myself. She only went on days that were for women only.

She also changed her eating habits. When I asked her what was going on, she told me she wanted to slim up and look better. To me she looked fine but it was better if I didn't say anything.

Back to 'The Cruise':

I surprised her and told her I ordered tickets for a cruise in two months. It would be for our twentieth wedding anniversary. I mentioned that I was looking for a couple to go with us but no one seemed to have the finances or cared to go. I mentioned that I talked to Bill and Agnes and they said they would love to go.

They were about fifteen years older than us but loved to go places. Anna thought they were nice enough but wondered why they wanted to go with us. We were friends but not really close.

Bill worked in one of the factories that Anna serviced and as I said before he also repaired vehicles on the side. He had repaired ours over the last ten years. Anna said Bill was a flirt but was harmless. So we talked with them and set up to go on the cruise.

We would both drive to the airport and park in the long term lot. That way we would have our vehicles when we returned. We would be flying into Florida, spending one night in the motel and then on to the cruise.

When we returned to Florida after the cruise we planned on spending one night before coming home so we could wake up fresh and enjoy one day touring in Florida.

Everything went according to plan and we were finally aboard the cruise ship. We were taken to our separate cabins and we got settled in. There was a general meeting where they explain a lot of the rules of the ship and a lot of other information. They also gave out free drinks. We all stood on the deck as the ship left the port. We all waved to whoever was waving to us from shore. It was funny waving to people we didn't even know.

Over the next few days we had a wonderful time. There was gambling, entertainment, swimming, movies and lots of other things to do. We did a lot of drinking (which we had to pay for) but it made Anna more relaxed and we had sex the first two nights; I loved it.

One night the ship docked on an island and we went to a casino/nightclub and saw a topless show. I had to say it was done tastefully with a lot of good looking women. Bill was watching it like a kid in a candy shop.

I glanced over and saw Anna talking to Agnes and for some reason seemed surprised. She shook her head like she was saying no and talked some more. After that they were both laughing and watching the show.

The following day we headed to the beach. They had two beaches; one was a family beach and the other was a nudist beach. Agnes was headed for the nude beach with Anna next to her. When we got to the sign, explaining the rules it said bathing suits were allowed but nudity was welcome.

I expected to see a lot of voyeurs. I figured Agnes was going to let Bill get his eyes full. I had no idea what was about to happen. As we entered Agnes and Anna located some lounge chairs. I couldn't believe how many naked and semi naked people were walking around. Bill must have been having a field day.

I on the other hand didn't mind looking at the naked women but wasn't sure how Anna felt about it. Besides, I didn't like the idea of Anna staring at a lot of naked cocks either and there was a lot of them. It was around eleven and the girls asked me to get us all a drink. I headed over to the Tiki Bar and got the girls and Bill a drink. I wasn't in the mood to drink yet.

I had to say that seeing some of these women naked was sure a turn on. I was smiling as I headed back and gave the girls and Bill their drink but was surprised to see that Agnes was taking off her top.

"I've always wanted to go to a nude beach and do this," said Agnes. Needless to say she was in ok shape for a woman in her fifties but I doubt would get many onlookers.

"My turn," said Anna, as she slipped off her bathing suit top. Bills eyes looked like they were going to bulge out of their sockets the way he was staring at Anna. God, her tits looked beautiful and people walking past were already noticing. The working out must have really worked for her.

"Put your top back on. What has gotten into you?" I yelled out quite loudly.

"We're just having a bit of harmless fun," replied Agnes. Bill kept looking at Anna. He's probably wanted to see her tits ever since she met him.

"Anna! I said to put your top back on. Everyone's staring at you."

"I told you before, 'Stop telling me what to do.' I'm a grown woman and just enjoying myself. Big deal so someone sees my boobs. Look around! Most everyone is showing theirs."

"Anna, I forbid you to do this. Please, for the sake of our marriage, put your top back on."

"Forbid Me! Our marriage! It didn't mean much to you the time you cheated on me with that stripper in New York." Now our conversation was getting loud and a number of people were listening in.

"My God, that was four years ago and I didn't cheat on you. I had a little too much to drink and had a lap dance," I replied.

"So you're saying if I went up to some man sitting here on the beach and rubbed my pussy against his groin that you would be alright with that."

I heard a few cheers behind me. Some guys must have been on Anna's side. The problem was when we had this type of argument they just got louder and we each wanted to outdo the other.

"Of course that wouldn't be ok. I would probably divorce you if you did those sorts of things. I would know that I could never trust you again."

"Yep, the old double standard. You can have a woman rub her pussy against your cock and that's ok. I should forgive you, but if the roles were reversed then you would want a divorce."

"I said I was wrong and I apologized; get over it and put your top back on."

"No, I won't. I'm on a nude beach with mostly nude people. Live with it!"

"Why don't you take off your bottoms and show them your ass. I'm sure you've been wanting to do it for years." I was really getting pissed. I know I shouldn't have said it but it was too late.

"You fucking asshole! Maybe I'll just do that." She stood up and slid her bottoms off her legs and was showing everyone her nude body. She must have trimmed her bush because it looked neat and inviting.

The people cheered her on and she smiled at them. Bill spilled his drink. Agnes said, "I'll join you," and slipped off her bottoms and told Bill to strip also which he did. More people cheered them on. I was on the losing side.

"Anna, put your suit back on or..."

"Or what? You'll make me. You're not my mother and I choose to stay out here nude with my friends." A lot of people cheered.

Bill was taking off his suit and he had a semi hard-on from looking at Anna. I told Anna I was heading back to the ship and she could stay there and fuck her friends if that's what she wanted. She had won the fight but when I looked back at her she wasn't smiling.

I headed back to the ship and into the lounge and started drinking my troubles away. Needless to say, the more I drank the worse things seemed. Here we were hoping to celebrate our twentieth anniversary but instead more than likely we would be applying for a divorce when we returned home.

I drank so much in the next few hours that I got sick and threw up. I headed back to our cabin and fell asleep. I was passed out and didn't even hear Anna come in and change for dinner. When I woke up I walked down to the main restaurant and saw the three of them having dinner. It looked like they were just about finished.

Agnes saw me and must have told the others. As they looked up I quickly walked away. I didn't want any part of any of them. I was hungry and went to one of the sandwich bars and ordered a couple of hamburgers and fries. After I ate I went and sat in the movie theatre so they wouldn't know where I was. I wanted to keep my distance from them as much as possible.

It was late evening when I left the theatre and headed back to the lounge. They had four lounges on board. There was a show at the main lounge which was pretty filled up. I could see Agnes, Anna and Bill watching the entertainment and having a drink. I don't think they saw me as I headed to a smaller lounge that just played mellow music.

I took a booth and ordered a drink. I was going to drown my sorrows. It was about ten minutes later when Agnes came in and sat across from me. I liked Agnes as a friend but there was no way I thought of her in a sexual way even after seeing her naked. Throughout the years we all joked with one another and flirted some but it was all in fun.

"Are you alright Ted?" she asked. "You need to know that nothing happened after you left."

"Are you saying she put her bathing suit back on?" I asked.

"Well, after about fifteen minutes, but I know she loves you and misses you. I believe I started the whole nude mess."

"Agnes, you're a good friend but I didn't see anyone forcing Anna to take off her top. It's the choice she made. She was also the first one to remove her bottoms. You can't blame yourself because my soon to be ex wife is a slut."

"God, you can't mean that. She loves you. She didn't do anything wrong. Yes, we all sat naked on a nude beach. I wanted to do that my whole life, but that's all we did. We had a few drinks and later had lunch at the pavilion."

"Right! She sat there drinking and no men walked by and looked at my naked wife."

"Don't be stupid, Ted. Of course men looked at her and a few tried to hit on her but she told them she wasn't interested and put her suit back on."

"Why did she do it in the first place? No one told her she had to flash her boobs. She knew how I felt about that."

"I'll tell you a little story that I told Anna at the show the other night. Many years ago when Bill and I were young we lived somewhat of an open lifestyle. We had sex with a few couples and it was fun. I loved Bill but we did it for the excitement. Once we started having a family we gave up that life. Bill still likes to look at the women and I give him that.

"When you asked us to go on this cruise, some of the old times we had came back to us. I mentioned it to Anna and she told me there is no way she would have sex with anyone but you. She then said that no woman was going to have your cock but her. It made us both laugh and that's when I suggested we show our boobs at the nude beach to see Bills reaction.

"She was somewhat against it but said it's only tits and agreed to go along seeing as you were with her. She called you her protector. Of course all hell broke loose and she was so mad at you she took off her whole suit. I followed so she wouldn't be the only one. That's the whole story."

"Thanks Agnes, that means a lot to me but I don't know what I'm going to do. As you noticed it was you who came to see me, not Anna. That means she feels she was in the right and I would have to live with wondering when she will do something like this again. She has been out with her friends and I now have to wonder if she did the same thing then, or even more."




The Cruise



Agnes left and I continued my drinking. I'd drunk more in the last two days then I usually do in a year. I didn't want to go back to the cabin and staggered out on the deck and slept in a chaise lounge on the deck. I even had a blanket to cover myself when it cooled down.

The ship was heading back toward the docks when I woke up. We would be there in about two hours. I headed back to the cabin and Anna was already up. We hardly said anything to each other than what we needed to do to get our bags ready. There was a knock on the door; it was Agnes. She said they would meet us for breakfast in the main restaurant.

Our bags were ready to go and we set them outside our door. We walked to the dining room and there sat Bill and Agnes. Bill said hi but I couldn't look him in the eye. He smiled at Anna and said good morning and she smiled at him, that didn't help.

I got up and got myself a large plate of food from the breakfast buffet. I sat at our table but didn't say anything. Anna talked with Agnes and Bill a little. I was hoping that Anna might give me some kind of an apology but I guess she figured the arguing was all my fault. No way was I going to apologize to her after the way she reacted. If she would have just put her top back on it would have all been over, but no, she had to show her ass to the world.

When I finished eating I told all of them I'd meet them on the deck. The more I thought, the worse I felt. I was waiting to depart when the three of them showed up. The courtesy bus took us to our motel where we checked in.

Since we weren't talking I wasn't about to start a big argument in the motel but I knew I didn't want to be with Anna, not now. They took their luggage up to their rooms and I paid our bill in advance then I got back on the courtesy bus and asked to be taken to the airport. 

I was able to transfer my ticket to a plane leaving in the next hour. I thought about it and knew it was the best thing for me. I didn't have to worry about Anna because I knew Agnes and Bill would see she got home safely. I called her motel room.

"Where the hell are you?" asked Anna. "Bill went down to the lobby and said you weren't there. Get back to the room, we need to talk." She said it like she was ordering me.

"I'm done talking. Actions speak louder than words and you showed me the kind of life you want yesterday. I'm at the airport and flying home in a few minutes. I paid our motel bill and I'm sure your friends will take care of you and see you'll get home. Goodbye Anna."

Before I hung up I heard her say, "Ted, stop, please, we need to talk. Nothing happened..." and I hung up the phone.

On the flight home I had my two drink maximum. When I arrived at the airport I retrieved my car and stopped by the liquor store and picked up a bottle of rum and some beer. When I arrived home there was a message on the answering machine; it was Anna.

"Ted, please call me, we really need to talk. You got this all wrong." My first thought was she was still blaming me. I sat down and poured myself a drink. About an hour later the phone rang again. I heard Anna's voice and went over and pulled the plug on the phone as she was leaving a message.

For those who drink to drown your sorrows, let me tell you it doesn't work. You just feel worse but unable to think correctly. I was figuring I would have to get a lawyer and file for divorce. Since tomorrow was Sunday I would do it first thing Monday morning. I still had a week of vacation left.

I never unpacked my suitcase since I would probably have to leave as soon as Anna got home the next evening. I knew they would be home late since I made the original plans. We were going to enjoy Florida for a day before catching our plane home.

I just didn't want to hear the yelling and screaming knowing it wouldn't solve anything. When she arrived home I decided I'd let her say her piece on how stupid and immature I was and then I would tell her I was applying for a divorce and leave the house. 

I needed to get out of the house. Everything reminded me of Anna. I drove around awhile and found a dive bar and went in to have a couple of drinks. I ordered a sandwich and sat at the counter. Their floor show started and I moved over to watch the pole dancers.

Looking at their tits and ass all I could picture was Anna doing the same thing. One topless girl sat next to me and asked if I wanted company. That means they want me to buy them drinks. I said why the hell not and she got her drink. It costs me seven bucks and was probably soda water with lemon.

I watched the dancers but couldn't get my mind off of Anna. I even thought that someday I would stop in here and she would be dancing. I know it was stupid but that's what drinking does to me. I bought my topless companion another drink and she asked me if I wanted a lap dance.

She put her hand on my crotch and began rubbing it. All I could think at the time was what Anna said at the nude beach. She was right; lap dances would be cheating. Her rubbing her pussy against another man's crotch would definitely be cheating. Why did I keep thinking of Anna?

I apologized to the topless dancer and told her I was married, at least for now. I laid down twenty dollars and walked out of the bar. I went back home and slept on the couch.

The following day:

I was as nervous as hell when I woke up. I knew Anna would be home somewhere around nine that evening. I had a whole day to kill before our big argument would ensue. I left the phone unplugged so I wouldn't have to argue with her on the phone. I still had my suitcase packed that I had taken with me on the cruise.

I opened it and took out my dirty clothes and decided to wash them. If I was leaving I might as well have clean clothes. By habit I sorted the clothes in the hamper and washed everything. Every time I picked up a piece of Anna's clothing I brought it to my nose and smell it. I loved her scent.

I even washed her bra and panties. It might have seemed crazy but I smelled her panties. After doing the laundry I sat down and had a couple of beers. I folded all the clothes and put them away. I repacked my suitcase and left it by the door.

If I ended up leaving that night I knew I would have to come back after more things. I thought about the house and if I should ask for it. I decided I would give it to her because everything in it reminded me of her. I needed to keep busy.

I headed outside and cut the lawn and trimmed along the fence line. It was hot so I sat on the porch and drank a couple of more beers. I went and got the hedge trimmers and trimmed all our hedges. I drank more beer. Before I knew it I had drunk the whole twelve pack. That was the same as I usually drank in two weeks.

I was hungry and made myself some bacon and eggs. I liked eating breakfast in the evening. I was out of beer and knew I shouldn't drive so I took out the rum and drank it with some cans of coke. I staggered around the kitchen and cleaned up my mess. I didn't want Anna coming home to a dirty house.

What was I thinking? Damn! I must be fucked up. The air was on but I was still hot. I took a shower and noticed it was only seven o'clock. Anna would be home in a couple of hours and the fighting and arguing would start. I sure wasn't looking forward to that. I was hot and tired and somewhat drunk. I decided to lay across the bed in my briefs and turned on the overhead fan.

I must have gone out like a light. I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or awake but it was dark in the bedroom. I could hear the fan going thump, thump, thump as it went around. I thought about Anna and felt my cock getting hard. 

It felt like there was a hand around my cock but it wasn't mine. I sort of looked down and saw Anna with her hand around my cock and trying to give me a blow job. I say trying because there were small pieces of tissue stuck all over my hard cock, sort of when a guy cuts himself shaving and sticks tissue on it.

"Anna? What are you doing," I asked.

"I love you Ted and I don't want you to leave me. I saw your suitcase packed by the front door." She had tears in her eyes.

I realized I wasn't dreaming and said, "Ok, but what are you doing with my cock?" I asked.

"I want to prove my love to you and I'll do anything so you won't leave me." She was still crying.

I remembered how she would never give me oral sex since I came in her mouth the one time, but there she was trying.

"I'm trying to give you oral sex but you keep leaking precum and when I try and wipe it off the tissue keeps sticking to it. I'm sorry; I'm just not good at this. I love you so much. Please don't leave me." I couldn't help it but I had to laugh a little when I looked at my tissue covered cock but Anna kept trying.

"I'm sorry what happened at the beach. It was Agnes's idea to show our boobs. I thought it would be funny because Bill always told her he wished he could see my boobs.

"I knew I had you there to protect me so I wasn't worried about getting groped or anything. Then we started arguing and everything got out of hand. I was yelling and we are both too stubborn. Shortly after you left I put my bathing suit back on. I realize that I should have asked you if you were ok with it, after all you are my husband and I wouldn't want you pulling your cock out and showing women."

"Did Agnes tell you she talked to me and said pretty much what you said?" I asked Anna.

"I know part of it was so Bill could see my tits but I really believe she wanted to see your cock. We joked about how hung you were and I think she wanted to see it. After seeing Bill I can understand why. After you left Bill was sitting next to Agnes and she grabbed his cock and he had a premature ejaculation. Agnes couldn't help but laugh. I could see Bill was embarrassed."

"Since I had a nap I'm going to have a hard time going to sleep," I said to Anna.

"So you're not going to leave me?" she had tears running down her face. "If you can't sleep I can think of things we can do. I love you so much."

"I really thought about it but I love you too much and I think we can work through this." She climbed up me and kissed me passionately. She stood up and took off her nightgown being naked underneath.

"I promise you that no man will ever see me naked again, except you." 

She pulled off all the pieces of tissue off my cock and lowered her pussy down over it. I rubbed her tits while she rode my cock. I remember saying, "Maybe I'll go see Agnes tomorrow and show her my large cock," I laughed.

"Over my dead body! If my pussy and tits belong to you then your cock belongs to me. No other woman is going to get it." Anna was smiling at me; I had to smile too.

Instead of bouncing up and down she now pushed hard against me rubbing her pussy back and forth; my cock buried balls deep in her. I knew it meant she was about to have an orgasm. I also knew I wasn't far behind.

"I love you Honey, I love you so much, fuck me, fuck me hard. God, I love the feel of you in me. Come for me Baby, come for me. I want to feel you shoot your hot cum in me."

Her eyes were closed and her mouth open. Her pussy pressed down hard squeezing my cock, her hands rubbing my hairy chest. I grabbed her waist and shot my load deep inside her. She kept rubbing her pussy against me. Eventually she leaned forward and kissed me.

After rolling off of me we lay side by side. She looked over at me and said, "I love you with all my heart and soul. With Rob at college all we have is each other. I'll try not to be so stubborn if you try too. I don't want to live my life without you and I was scared to death when I saw your bags packed."

She had tears running down her cheek again. I loved her so much and knew she was sincere. "I'm a jealous man when it comes to you; I can't change that. I guess I'm afraid of losing you but I will never be a cuckold. You are right, we need to talk more to each other and vent our feelings."

"Ted, as I've told you a hundred times, I've never cheated on you and never will. Yes, I like to look my best and receive compliments from people but I have no intention of sleeping with them. You should feel proud that other men would want me or look at me as desirable. Just remember it will only be you that I make love to."

She made so much sense. I was proud of her and other men have told me dozens of times how lucky I was. I almost left her which is something I would have deeply regretted for the rest of my life.

"Anna, what about Bill telling people he saw you naked?"

"Ted, as far as the nudity goes. I won't do it again but it really wasn't that big of a deal. As I told you I felt safe with you there. You saw other women on the beach and unlike Bill your tongue wasn't hanging out. For some reason men want to see women's tits. 

"Showing and touching isn't the same and believe me, Bill didn't get near me. I was stupid for taking off my bottoms and wish I hadn't done it, but for what it's worth, I kept my legs together." She smiled at me. 

"I doubt Bill will say anything since I saw his small penis and him ejaculating in his wife's hand. I don't think he would like that shared with his fellow workers and I told him I would if he said anything about me."

Our talking was making me hard again and Anna noticed. She reached over and squeezed my hard cock and smiled. "Honey, I'll do anything for you except suck it. I tried that again because I would do anything not to lose you, but I don't like doing it."

I laughed. I knew she was serious but it just hit me as funny. "Honey, you give the worst blowjobs ever and I'm not much on having tissue stuck to my cock." She laughed a little also. 

I had her turn over on her back and took her in the missionary position. I loved watching her facial reactions as I fucked her. When I saw she was about to have an orgasm I asked her if she was thinking of Bill."

"Oh shut up and fuck me, you asshole." We both got a chuckle out of it and I shot my load into her pussy."

Life goes on:

The next day we talked some more and she said how nice our yard looked and noticed I did the laundry. "Why would you do that if you were thinking of leaving me?"

"I had to keep busy and I don't like you using the hedge trimmers." I replied.

We took our suitcases in the bedroom and emptied them. She had her two piece swimsuit and I asked to see them.

"Wherever for?" she said as I took them from her and brought them up to my nose and took a whiff.

"I love your scent," I said. She laughed and called me weird.

The rest of the week we made good use of our vacation. We went to the amusement park and acted like a couple of teenagers in love. It was the first time in a long time that we made love or had sex every day for a week straight. She wouldn't deny me.

She dressed sexy when we went out and got a lot of looks. I was fine as long as I was with her. On Friday we called Bob and Sue and told them we were going out for dinner and maybe do a little dancing. They said they would love to go.

We met them at the Red Lobster and headed to the lounge and ordered drinks. Anna had on a low cut black dress that was also quite short. Sue was dressed similar and looked good also. They must have talked about what they were going to wear.

I danced a couple of dances with Anna and held her close. Bob asked her to dance and I danced with Sue. I looked over at them and Bob was talking to her. She later told me he kept telling her how nice she looked. He tried to pull her closer but she told him to ask me if it was alright. It was enough to stop any advances.

He had a good looking woman in Sue and as I danced with her I told her so. She smiled and told me she knows Bob had cheated on her in the past and was wondering whether to tell him she found out. The next time he cheated she told me they would be in divorce court. I told her if she really loved him and wanted to work it out to make sure she told him what she knew. She thanked me and told me Anna was a lucky woman.

Sue asked Bob to dance the next slow number. By his actions I could see she broke the news to him on the dance floor. After they came back Bob said he wasn't feeling good and they were going to leave. As he went to pay his tab Sue thanked me and said they were going home to talk.

After she left Anna asked me what that was all about. We don't keep things from each other anymore and I told her about my conversation with Sue. She said that she hoped it would work out for them. After all they were our friends.

I ordered us a drink and as we were talking a large, good looking but arrogant man came over and asked if I would mind if my beautiful wife danced with him. I looked over at Anna who was trying to look innocent and then back at the man.

"By any chance is your name George?" I asked.

He smiled an arrogant smile and said, "Yes it is. What difference does that make." He was staring at Anna and to me he seemed so arrogant.

I thought back to when we were going out to this same restaurant and I had that nightmare while dozing off in the chair. I looked up at him and said, "Get the fuck away from my table and if I see you as much as look at my wife I'll smash your face in!"

The man left quickly and told me I was a mad man. I looked over at Anna and she was laughing. "I love you," she said.

From that day on we talked to each other about our feelings and ideas. We still don't agree on everything but are always able to work things out.

Bob and Sue stayed together after their talk. Sue told Anna that she had him on a short leash.

We got a call from Agnes asking us if we wanted to go on another cruise the following summer. They had convinced some of their friends to go. We declined.

Our marriage might not be perfect but we are trying.

*

Thank you for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it. 

Comments are welcome and appreciated.

DG Hear. 



The Cruise



"I can't do this." I was adamant. There was no way that I was going on this cruise. Not at this time in my life.

"But Dad." My son Peter was trying to sound so understanding of my predicament. "I know that it's too soon after Mum died, but you need to understand that we have paid for this cruise, and there can be no refunds."

"Surely the cruise line can understand my situation here. They must have provision for refunds on compassionate grounds, surely." I know, I said surely twice in as many sentences, but you've got to understand that I haven't been myself lately.

"They have refunded Mum's fare, but their rules state that they cannot refund yours. Look at it another way, you need to get out of the house for a while, mix with other people, have fun." The sharp look that I gave him over that one stopped him in his tracks. "Okay, so you might not have fun, but you might meet other people who have experienced similar losses to you. They might even be able to help you. What was that you used to tell us when we were kids; 'you'll never know unless you try'? Well Dad, you had better live up to those words. Get out there and try. Go on the cruise, after all it's not going to cost you anything."

Don't you hate it when your kids can think more logically than you? There was a week until the ship sailed, a week for me to either come up with a watertight excuse that will get their money back for them, or psych myself up and go on this damn cruise. "I'll think about it."

"At least that's a start." Julie his wife said as she gave me a hug. I liked her, she reminded me so much of my Sylvia.

"I'm not making any guarantees, mind you." I lapsed into thought. What would Sylvia have done if I'd died and left her with this decision? Would she have had to decide one way or the other, or would she have just agreed with Peter and Julie and gone, regardless of how she felt? That was Sylvia, always agreeing with other people, never rocking the boat. She told me, way back when we were just thinking about getting married, that she would always agree with me in public, but in private she would tell me what she thought, and we'd discuss it. Probably around half the time, when we had disagreed over something, I had to admit that she was right, and change my stance. Once the decision was made, that was the end of the disagreement.

Vee (short for Sylvia) arrived home from Uni. She was lucky that she inherited her grandmother's looks and not mine, she was a real head-turner. "Hi Gramps, how are you getting on, still drowning in your tear soaked pillow?" It was an in joke between us. She told me after her grandmother died. "I've never seen you cry Gramps, not even when you hit your thumb with a hammer, but you need to cry now." She was studying Psychology and knew all about grief. "Don't be afraid to show how you feel, we'll not think any less of you for it. Cry yourself to sleep if you must, it doesn't matter if your pillow gets saturated, it'll dry out. Bottle up your emotions and you'll never find closure."

Closure seems to be the psycho-babble buzz word when it comes to discussing any traumatic incident in your life. You must find closure and get on with it, move on with your life. I hated to tell her this, but when you have gone through as much as Sylvia and I did in our lives together, closure comes slowly. To forget about the bad times, means that you have to push the good times aside to allow those bad times to surface. It is then, and only then, that you can deal with them. It is only after you've dealt with them that the good times have any meaning.

Our fifty years of marriage hadn't all been plain sailing. Life was pretty tough in the beginning, both of us came from working class families and had gained our place in Uni through either a scholarship or cadetship. She was a Teacher while I was a Mining Engineer. My job took me away from home for long spells at a time, and we wrote to each other constantly. She used to correct my spelling and grammar and write comments about the content, such as; 'Your words do not adequately convey your passion. I know that you love me, so how about finding the right words to tell me that.' or, when I got it right; 'your words have made me wet, I can't wait to see you.' That one had me arranging time off and a trip back home, resulting some nine months later in the arrival of our first son Phillip.

I eventually was transferred to our head office and life became much more settled, and we bought our first house. We spent time developing our garden, which included a vegie patch, a composting system that recycled all the kitchen scraps, as well as the prunings and lawn clippings. It might not have won garden prizes, but it was our own touch of paradise, a place where we could experience peace and solitude, and leave the cares of the world behind us.

The kids got involved in the garden as they grew up, each of the boys had his own vegie garden where he grew things of his own choosing, planning ahead to ensure that the crops were appropriate to the season. Gillian, our daughter, chose instead to have a fernery, so I built her one. Her brothers dubbed it the mosquito farm because the mozzies loved the damp and humid environment. She built up a business propagating ferns for the local nursery, so it only seemed natural that she should become a Botanist. She is in her element working in the tropical rainforest of far north Queensland.

Phillip followed me into Mining Engineering and is currently based at Roxby Downs (look it up). Peter followed his mother into teaching and has done his time in a country school and is back in Sydney. Julie is also a teacher, and they have kids, Vee and twins Jason and Emily.

The cruise, that the kids chipped in and paid for, was our fiftieth wedding anniversary present. Who was to know that a truck would put an end to our dreams of a special holiday?

Sylvia had dropped me off at the local hospital, where I was having a whole range of tests done, prostate examination, you know the finger up the bum, and heart and lung function tests, the latter important because, early on in my career, I had been exposed to asbestos. Early detection for mesothelioma, I was told, will give me the best chance of survival. She then drove Gillian to the airport for her return flight to Cairns. It was on the return journey that her car was hit by a truck. It wasn't the truck driver's fault, Sylvia was on the front row at a set of lights, when a car shunted her from the rear, into the path of a truck coming through the intersection. He had absolutely no chance of stopping. I feel sorry for him. I have spoken to him and let him know that I didn't hold it against him, but that is never enough.

The big day has arrived. Peter and Julie are driving me to the wharf and the floating city that I am supposed to enjoy. I had the feeling that they wanted to make sure that I boarded the ship.

The cruise was to take us, first to Wellington and Auckland in New Zealand, then up to Vanuatu and across to Lombok in Indonesia, then to Darwin, down the west coast stopping at Geraldton and Freemantle. A side trip was planned down to Margaret River for some wine tasting and good food, not that there was anything wrong with ship food, as my burgeoning waistline would soon attest to. After Freemantle we stopped in Adelaide for more good food and wine, around to Hobart, up to Melbourne and home. All in all, we would be at sea for over a fortnight.

I had been told of all the fun things to do on these cruises. Non-stop dining, the casino, evening entertainment, and drinks available 24/7, and all paid for, except the money you lose in the casino of course. What joy, not. I had visions of boredom, of leaning against the rails looking over endless water, nothing but water. The alternative was sitting in my cabin reading a book, and I can do that perfectly well at home.

It was mid-afternoon when the ship cleared the Heads. There was a heavy swell coming through. Not that it bothered the ship, it didn't as much as flinch. It turned to a heading that would take us to Wellington and the approaching night. I wondered if they had found someone to occupy the other bunk in my cabin. I was hoping that it wouldn't be some bloke with disgusting personal habits. Time for dinner. In my best casual clobber and with the obligatory name tag on my lapel, I headed for my designated table. It was uncomfortable, I was uncomfortable. The vacant seat next to me was a reminder that Sylvia should have been there. Some five minutes later, just as we were about to introduce ourselves to each other, a woman slid into Sylvia's chair. "Sorry I'm late, but I got a last minute call about a vacancy on this cruise. I've been fixing up the paperwork until now. I just dumped my bag and came straight down." I glanced briefly at the woman now occupying the chair that Sylvia would have been seated in. My brief glance didn't register anything unusual about her, just a neat and tidy woman in neat and tidy clothes, nothing out of the ordinary. I wonder if she knew why she was seated there.

Simone, the crew member assigned to our table, made us introduce ourselves to our table companions, and when it came to the turn of the woman next to me, she spoke in a clear, but soft voice. "My name is Natalie, and I'm lucky to be here. There was a last minute cancellation, otherwise I would have missed out. Apparently they have a list of people that they can slot in if a cancellation occurs. I was the lucky one."

I caught Simone glance quickly at Natalie, possibly realising that there was going to be a problem. It came to my turn. "Hi, my name is Gordon. I was supposed to be here with my wife, unfortunately she couldn't make it." I left it at that.

"Why couldn't she make it?" Natalie asked.

I was about to tell her that Sylvia couldn't make it because she was fucking dead, when Simone stepped in. "I think that we should leave the why until Gordon is comfortable in telling us, okay?" Her message to the group was 'don't go there, yet.'

After several glasses of wine and some good food, the mood began to relax, for some. I kept thinking that Sylvia would have enjoyed this, probably more than, and definitely more that I am at the moment. "The show is about to start in the auditorium, won't you join me?" Natalie had placed a hand on mine and whispered the invitation. Under the circumstances, it would have been very rude of me to decline. I stood and slid her chair out from under so that she could stand. The others looked at us.

"The show is about to happen, okay guys let's all have fun." Simone said as she stood up.

I stopped to look at the notice that told us which acts were on tonight. There was a cabaret singer, a comedian who looked as if he had been around for a long time, as would his jokes probably have been. The final act was the resident dance band, and I was dreading having to dance. "No sneaking off when the band comes on. I demand a dance, or several. Don't worry, I promise not to put my feet under yours." I threw a glance at her, there was part of a smile, especially her eyes. We found a couple of chairs away from the group. The singer was good. She was probably in her mid to late twenties and was very well put together, but that wasn't the best part. Fifty years ago she would have been known as a 'torch singer'. Her sultry voice worked its way effortlessly through forty minutes of a mix of old and new songs. She justified the applause given by the crowd at the end of her set.

"She was good." I whispered to Natalie, "I could listen to her all night. Now I suppose we'll have to sit through thirty minutes of jokes that he did on his gig on Noah's ark."

"Give him a chance, he might just surprise you."

He walked onto the stage and stood under the spot, peering into the audience. Shielding his eyes from the glare of the spot, he pointed into the audience. "Hi Mum. Don't forget, you promised not to heckle me tonight."

"I will if you're better than your last gig." 

"Excuse me a second." He told us. Jumping from the stage he ran through the crowd until he reached a woman seated in the back row. Taking a roll of gaffer tape he placed it over her mouth. "I don't trust you to keep quiet." He said as he turned to come back on stage. "Are there any blondes in the audience?" There were dozens of hands heading skywards. "Real blondes." Most of them were lowered. "That's all right, I've been told that I'm not allowed to tell blonde jokes any more, I would upset too many people. I don't need to worry, there's too few of you blondes to complain. A blonde and a brunette were walking in the park one day. The brunette says to the blonde, 'Oh dear, look at the poor dead birdie.' The blonde looks up in the sky, "Where? I can't see it." This brought a smattering of laughter from the audience. "How does a blonde turn off the light after sex? She shuts the car door." A slightly bigger smattering. "My sister Tiffany is a blonde, at least that's what the bottle told her that she'd be. She went to one of these fancy fashion sales, and was admiring a pair of alligator skin boots. She tried them on, unfortunately, like Cinderella's ugly step-sisters, they didn't fit her. 'What sort of boots are these?' She asked the Salesperson, (I'm not allowed to say Sales Lady, mainly because it was a bloke, although sometimes it's hard to tell with these guys). 'It's alligator.' He told her. 'Are you getting any more?' Tiffany asked. 'No, unfortunately we cannot get any more alligator boots, the US has banned the export of alligator skins so that we can make our own. While we can only get the finished product, we aren't happy with the design choices that are open to us.' 'That's too bad, I really, truly want a pair of these lovely boots.' She was about to walk away when an idea hit her right between the eyes. 'These boots come from America, right?' 'Yes they do.' 'Where abouts in America?' she asked him. 'Either from the Bayou country in Louisiana, or the Everglades in Florida.' She went off and bought herself a ticket on a QANTAS flight to Los Angeles, then a Delta flight to New Orleans. While in New Orleans she visited a gun shop. 'I want to do some alligator hunting, what's the best gun to use?' She asked the sales clerk. 'This here rifle will stop any ole gator dead in his tracks, Ma'am.' 'I'll take it, and I want plenty of bullets, give me two boxes to start with.' Off she went, armed to the teeth with enough firepower to shoot up a high school. A week later she was back in the store to buy more ammunition. "Hell lady, you must be some kind of poor shot if'n you ain't shot a gator by now.' The clerk said. "I've been hitting them okay, just not the right ones.' She told him. So the clerk decided to follow her to see what the problem was. There she was walking along the banks of the swamp, when she spies a big old gator. 'She's gotta be happy with that one, that's sure as hell one big mother fucking gator.' The clerk said to himself as she sighted down the barrel at the alligator, BAM! The noise was deafening. There was barely a twitch from the gator, it just floated there, dead. Tiffany jumps into the water and rolls the alligator over onto its back. 'Fuck,' she sobbed, 'this fucking alligator isn't wearing boots either!'

"Are there any Lawyers here tonight? Is there one here that doesn't want to own up to it? Nah I didn't think you'd fall for that one. Why don't sharks eat Lawyers? Professional courtesy. What do you have when forty Lawyers in a bus drive off a cliff into the sea? Not enough Lawyers. How many Lawyers does it take to change a light bulb? If you've got a minute or two I'll tell you."

"Such number as may be deemed necessary to perform the stated task in a timely and efficient manner within the strictures of the following agreement:"

"Whereas the party of the first part, also known as 'the Lawyer' and the party of the second part also known as 'the light bulb' do hereby and forthwith agree to a transaction wherein the party of the second part (light bulb) shall be removed from the current position as a result of failure to perform previously agreed upon duties i.e. the lighting, elucidation and otherwise illuminating of the area ranging from the front (north) door through the entry way, terminating at an area just inside the primary living area demarcated by the beginning of the carpet, any spillover illumination being at the option of the party of the second part (light bulb) and not required by the aforementioned agreement between the parties. The aforementioned removal transaction shall include but not be limited to the following steps."

"The party of the first part (lawyer) shall, with or without elevation, at his option, by means of a chair, step stool, ladder or any other means of elevation, grasp the party of the second part (light bulb) and rotate the party of the second part (light bulb) in a counter clockwise direction, said direction being non-negotiable. Said grasping and rotation of the party of the second part (light Bulb) shall be undertaken by the party of the first part (lawyer) to maintain the structural integrity of the party of the second part (light bulb), not-withstanding the aforementioned failure of the party of the second part (light bulb) to perform the customary and agreed upon duties. The foregoing notwithstanding however, both parties stipulate that structural failure of the party of the second part (light bulb) may be incidental to the aforementioned failure to perform and in such case the party of the first part (lawyer) shall be held blameless for such structural failure insofar as the agreement concerned so long as the non-negotiable directional codicil (counter-clockwise) is observed by the party of the first part (lawyer) throughout."

"Upon reaching a point where the party of the second part (light bulb) becomes separated from the party of the third part (receptacle), the party of the first part (lawyer) shall have the option of disposing of the party of the second part (light bulb) in a manner consistent with the applicable state, local and federal statutes."

"Once separation and disposal have been achieved, the party of the first part (lawyer) shall have the option of beginning installation of the party of the fourth part (new light bulb). This installation shall occur in a manner consistent with the reverse of the procedures described in step one of this self-same document, being careful to note that the rotation should occur in a clockwise direction, said direction also being non-negotiable, and only until the party of the fourth part (new light bulb) becomes snug in the party of the third part (receptacle) and in fact becomes the party of the second part (light bulb)."

"Note; the above described steps may be performed at the option of the party of the first part (lawyer), by said party of the first part (lawyer), by his or her heirs and assigns, or by any and all persons authorised by him or her to do so, the objective being to produce a level of illumination in the immediate vicinity of the aforementioned front (north) door consistent with the maximization of ingress and revenue for the party of the fifth part, also known as 'The Firm'."

"Phew, I'm glad I got through that one. There was supposed to be a Magician on the show tonight, but unfortunately he had a few problems on his last gig. It was on the Costa Concordia, you've heard about that one I suppose. Anyhow his act wasn't going down well at all, and it was all because of the ship's parrot. The Great Linguini was just hitting his stride, he'd dragged a young lady onto the stage and present her with a spread of cards, all of them face down. 'Now young lady, I want you to pick a card from the deck.' He told her. She chose one. "Now don't let me see it. Memorise the card and place it back in the deck." She did this too. He shuffled the deck and spread them face down onto the table. He then took a stiletto from his pocket and stabbed one of the cards on the table, lifting it he presented the face of the card to the young lady. 'Is this your card?' He asked. 'Yes, how did you do that?' She gushed. 'All the fucking cards are the same you fucking dumb broad.' Screeched the parrot."




The Cruise



"It was the same with his other tricks. 'Its fucking obvious, it was up his sleeve.', 'there's a false compartment in the box, any fucking idiot can see that.' On and on it went, and the Great Linguini had just about reached the end of his tether, when suddenly there was a loud bang, followed by a scraping noise, and down she went. The Great Linguini found himself floating on a hatch cover miles from where the ship went down, no-one in sight, just the fucking parrot, sitting there, glaring at him. 'All right Linguini, I give up, what did you do with the fucking ship?'"

"I bet it was the Titanic when he first told that joke." I whispered to Natalie. She smiled at me. It was a nice smile.

"There was a blue between the Captain and the First Mate on this ship. When I say this ship I don't mean this actual ship, just a ship. Anyhow, the Captain had written in the ship's log; 'The First Mate was drunk last night.' The first mate was upset at this and tried to get the Captain to delete it from the log. 'I can't, simply because, you were drunk. I am following normal protocol and just stating the inescapable fact that you were in fact, quite drunk.' 'But,' argued the First Mate, 'this had no bearing at all on my performance on the job, and because my work was not affected, I don't feel that it was necessary for you to mention it in the log.' 'Rules are rules." The Captain said. The next day the First Mate was on duty. He chuckled to himself as he was writing up his entry in the log. When the Captain read the log the next morning he was horrified to read; 'The Captain was sober last night.'"

"It's a little stuffy in here, I think that I'll go up top and get some fresh air. Would you care to join me?" I said to Natalie.

"Sure, I'd love to."

Fuck, here I was half hoping that she would decline and give me an excuse to ease myself away from her. We took the lift to the top deck and walked across to the rail. It was a cool night on deck, with the breeze from the ship's forward movement ruffling her hair and what was left of mine. "Don't the stars look bright out here away from the city lights?" I said.

"Yes, they are spectacular, I've never seen them like this. Tell me Gordon, Simone was very quick to stop any questions as to why your wife isn't with you on this cruise, I assumed that whatever the reason was, had to be recent. I have a similar reason for being here on my own. My husband was out jogging, as usual, one morning when he apparently had a massive stroke. The Coroner said that he was probably dead before he hit the ground. My family bought me the ticket on this cruise in an effort to take my mind off my loss, and my boss gave me the time off so that I could come.""

"At least he didn't suffer. My wife was in a car accident. Her car was rear ended and pushed into the path of a truck. It wasn't the truck driver's fault that he couldn't stop in time. It took nearly two hours for the paramedics to cut her from the wreckage, but she couldn't be saved, she died that night in hospital. That was a month ago, and it's taking some getting my head around the whole episode. It happened a couple of days after our fiftieth wedding anniversary, I should have been the one driving our daughter to the airport, not her.""

"I'm so sorry." She put her hand on mine on the rail. It felt so comfortable that I couldn't bring myself to remove it. I couldn't put my finger on it, but there seemed to be a definite connection between us.

"It seems as if we both have kids who have conspired to force us to have a good time. I didn't want to come on this cruise. The plan was for the both of us to come, and without her I just didn't feel that I could, or should."

"I had the same feeling. I threw myself into my work in an attempt to take my mind off my problems, and I thought that I was coping well. That was until I had something of a meltdown one day. I hit the wrong key and thought that I'd lost a whole design project. I was devastated and burst into tears, something that I had never done before, even when things didn't go to plan. My boss called in the company IT geek and he managed to salvage my work. It was something that I knew how to fix, I'd done it before. I just panicked. It was then that I sat down with my boss and we discussed where I was at with my recovery, and here I am."

"What sort of work do you do?" I was expecting some sort of graphic design or even Architecture, her answer was not what I expected at all.

"I'm a Mechanical Engineer, you know conveyors and freight handling equipment. I was working on an ore loading facility for a projected new mining venture. The company wants to cost the whole project, from ore extraction to the loading of bulk ore carriers, to test its commercial viability before they give it the go ahead. If they decide to go ahead, we get the job to provide the infrastructure."

"I can understand why you panicked. With these sorts of projects it's definitely a case of time being money, and any delay could prove costly."

"So, you know about these things do you?"

"Yes. I was a Mining Engineer before I retired to a life of indolence."

"I can't see that happening. I can't see you sitting around doing nothing. I bet your garden is spotless, and your golf game has improved exponentially."

"Have you been stalking me?"

"No, you're so much like my husband. He retired last year and worked harder at enjoying life than he ever did on the job."

"You must have been a child bride. I can't see you being even close to retirement age."

"Aren't you sweet to even think that, let alone say it? I'm closer to the death knock than you think." She shivered. The air had become quite cold. I took my jacket off and draped it over her shoulders, folding it around her. She held my hands in front of her and leaned back into me. "Thank you for that. I think maybe we should go back inside. I can't have you freezing because of me."

"Somehow I don't feel all that cold." I held her to me and could feel the warmth of her body against mine. My cheek lay against hers and I could smell the subtle aroma of her perfume, it was the same perfume that Sylvia wore, and it smelt just as good on Natalie as it did on her.

Natalie turned in the circle of my arms and put hers around me. She sighed softly and put her head on my shoulder. "I can't believe that I'm doing this, standing here with my arms around a man who I've known for less than a day. And do you know what else I can't believe?" She didn't wait for me to answer. "I can't believe how right this feels."

I had to agree with her. Despite my initial misgivings, despite me not wanting to be here in the first place, this felt good. I know that there will be people who, knowing me and my shock at losing the love of my life so recently, would tell me that this is all wrong, that I shouldn't dishonour the memory of Sylvia so soon after her death. To these people I say, I need something like this to take my mind off my loss. I don't know whether this will go anywhere, I don't know even if I want it to go anywhere, but in this very moment I will not dishonour Natalie by pushing her away from me. I have to consider her needs as well as my own.

"What are you thinking about?" Her question was tentative, as if she was afraid that I was going to tell her that we shouldn't be thinking about this, let alone doing it.

"I was trying to convince myself that Sylvia would not be yelling at me that this has the potential to be a very bad move on my part. I've told myself that, but she has been remarkably quiet on the subject, so I have to think that she approves. I don't know where this is leading, so I'll just go with the flow and see where we finish up. That is of course, that this is what you want."

Her answer was succinct and word free. She kissed me. It was a very nice kiss, soft and sweet with a very clear message, she wanted it just as much as I.

I looked at my watch and was surprised to see that it was rapidly approaching midnight. "It's getting late. I don't know about you, but I need my beauty sleep. May I escort you to your cabin?"

"My, aren't you the gentleman? Yes you may." She linked her arm in mine and we headed for the lifts. I felt a tingling when I saw that the button she pushed was for the same level as my cabin. My mind was racing, what if, no there was no likelihood that they would do that would do that, put a woman in my twin share cabin, surely they would find a single man, if such a beast existed on this predominately female cruise, to occupy the other half of my cabin.

"This is my cabin." She said as she stopped outside my cabin door. "I'd invite you in but I don't know if the guy that they put me with is in there."

"He's not. Yet."

"Do you know something that I don't?"

"Yes. This is my cabin. I must have been somewhere else when you came on board. I went straight down to the dining room when dinner was called, so we missed each other. How is it that you were put into my cabin?"

"It seems as if this was the only cabin space available, the only last minute cancellation. They asked me if I minded sharing with a man, and I told them that it would be okay as long as he kept his distance and wasn't too disgusting in his personal habits. They assured me that you were the perfect gentleman, but then they would say that, wouldn't they."

(Okay, before you leap into print and tell me that this will never happen, you're probably right. But it could happen, and for the purposes of this story it has to happen this way. CM)

"I'd hate to think of the legal ramifications if anything should go wrong, like I was a mad rapist, or you were a serial killer."

"The possibility that that should happen has just diminished to the point that it will never happen, unless there is something that you haven't told me."

"The only thing that I can think of is if, sometime over the next couple of weeks I should give in to temptation and crawl into your bed. But that isn't about to happen." I saw the look on her face. "At least not tonight, that is. I think that we should put the brakes on until we are sure that this is what we want. Agree?"

"Agreed. Now let's get inside and get some sleep."

Sleep came hard for me, in fact I looked at my watch at 3:00 and came to the conclusion that it wasn't about to come at all. I head Natalie get out of bed and head for the bathroom to get herself a drink. "Damn." She said softly as she kicked something on the floor. I switched on the lamp over my bed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't. I was still very much awake."

"You too. What are we going to do?"

"If you promise that there'll be no funny business you can join me." Did I just say that? Did I just invite her into my bed?

"I'd like that." She poured herself a glass o water. "Would you like a glass of water?"

"Yes, I would, thank you." I climbed out of bed. She was wearing a nightdress, I don't know whether it was silk, or some artificial fabric, bud it was shiny and flowed around her body when she moved. Two thin straps held it up, and the top sort of flowed over the mounds of her breasts. They didn't seem to be sagging all that much, but then I couldn't be totally sure. What I was sure of was that my cock had been aroused from his enforced hibernation. A point that didn't go un-noticed. 

"I'm flattered." She said as she handed me my glass of water.

"What do you mean?"

"At least a part of you thinks that I'm attractive." She said, glancing at the tent front of my boxer shorts.

"Pretty much all of me does."

"Are you forgetting your promise?"

"I must be having a senior's moment, I can't recall making any promises."

"I must have imagined it then." I had finished my drink of water and she had taken the glass from me and placed it on the shelf in the bathroom.

We climbed into her bed and she turned her back on me. I tried hard to resist the temptation to hold a breast, honest I did, but it didn't work. Of course that resulted in my cock pressing into her. "I'll never get to sleep with that thing stabbing me. I think that we should roll over."

Roll over we did, and it was her turn to put her arms around my waist. It was comfortable for a while, but then her hand headed for the gap in the front of my shorts, and the next that I knew was her finger, barely touching me as it caressed the underside of my cock. Barely touching was enough to have him standing tall and straining on the leash. "The only way that we're ever going to get to sleep is to make love."

"If you say so." I could hear the smile on her voice as she whispered into my ear.

Whoever said that oldies couldn't enjoy making love was talking out his arse. We both enjoyed it, both times, before we eventually staggered off to sleep, her with her head on my shoulder. If we smoked it would have been time for a post-coital cigarette.

It was early when I woke. My arm was numb from having her head resting on it, but I wasn't about to move for fear of waking her, so I lay there, in her bed, trying hard to rationalise what had just happened to us. How was it that we had ended up sharing a cabin? How was it that we had ended up sharing a bed? How the hell did we end up sharing a night of sublime love making? There was no rational answer to any of these questions. The only thing that I knew was that I had enjoyed the experience immensely and wanted it to continue.

"Good morning my love." Natalie's head lifted off my shoulder as she looked into my face. "And how are you feeling this fine morning?"

"I feel just fine, physically that is, my mind however, is in complete turmoil. We said that we weren't going to get involved sexually, but we did, and I'm attempting to make sense of it."

"You think too much. It was meant to be and it is."

"But I shouldn't be feeling like this about you, or about any other woman, so soon after Sylvia's death. She would be turning in her grave, except that she's in an urn in a niche in a wall. There was no way that I was ever going to make love to another, especially not this soon, but somehow it feels right."

"Just hang on to that thought, it feels right to me as well."

"I think that we should head off for breakfast, we'll need to restore our strength. You can have first turn in the shower."

Natalie climbed out of bed, and I had to admit, watching her walking across the cabin, that she was very well put together. Don't get me wrong, there were the expected sags here and there, but, to me that just added to her beauty.

She wasn't long in the shower, and emerged with a towel wrapped around her wet hair and another around her body. She saw that I was looking at her, so she slipped the towel from her body. "I haven't scared you off, have I?"

"No, in fact I find you even more attractive totally naked, without make-up, there can be no pretensions, what you see is what you get."

She kissed me as I stood to head for the shower. "You're not too shabby yourself."

I didn't bother wrapping a towel around myself as I emerged from my shower to find that she had my clothes laid out on the bed for me. She was casually dressed in jeans and a top, sneakers, and just a touch of lipstick. I stood taking this all in, that was until she walked up to me and grabbed my cock. "Get dressed before I'm tempted to drag you back into bed and ravish you."

"Where did you two get to last night?" Simone asked as we joined the others at our table.

"We went up top for some fresh air, and then we went back to our cabin to get a good night's sleep."

"The consensus was that you were making a flying start at a ship-board romance. I didn't think so, but I was in the minority."

"Bullshit. It was you that suggested it." Brenda, a blousy blonde who looked like she was always ready for some on-board action said, looking at me as if judging if she could expect some success in a pitch at me.

"It's way too early for a romance between us, but let me warn you, if any of you women should try, watch out. That's all I'm going to say on the matter." Natalie warned them.

We headed for the buffet and selected fresh fruit, yoghurt and juice. We had both been warned about the dangers of the non-stop food supply available on these cruises, and were determined to limit our intake, just enough to maintain our energy levels was the key.

After breakfast we joined the athletic types around the swimming pool. It was an eye-opener to see the predatory types, mostly female, hovering over any available members of the opposite sex. That the males and females of this group never took on their predatory opposites set me wondering. I would have thought that the opportunity of a sure thing would have lessened the stress somewhat. Natalie made it very clear to the first couple of bikini clad senior femme fatales that I was her property and anyone encroaching on her territory do so at their peril. I noticed a Don Juan sliding towards us on stopped him in his tracks with a withering stare. He made as if he wasn't heading for Natalie and slid towards another woman.

We swam a little, sunbathed a little, after applying sun screen to each other of course, grabbed a drink from a passing waiter, swam some more, and then headed down to our cabin to prepare for lunch.

"Natalie." I said as we entered the cabin.

"I don't like the sound of this."

"Am I dreaming or what?" I took her hand. "I'm having a real problem getting my head around what is happening to us. We've know each other for less than a day and yet it feels as if we've known each other forever."

""I know. Thought it was only in those soppy romance stories where a man and a woman see each other for the first time and know instantly that they were meant to be together. No my love, you are not dreaming, this is real, and unlike a dream we won't wake and find it gone." She kissed me in such a way as to tell me that she knew that it wasn't a dream.

It was mid-afternoon when we eventually extracted ourselves from each other's arms and got out of bed. We had made love only the once, but it was a slow journey to our eventual climax, followed by a cooling down period where we talked and caressed each other.

After dinner there was a dance in the main ballroom. Natalie was a good dancer, especially in the slow dances, where we held each other close with her head resting on my shoulder. I had to pull off a couple of sudden pivot turns when other men approached to cut in, and take her away from me. One of them had his finger about a centimetre from my shoulder when I swung Natalie around. Eventually they gave up and tried their luck elsewhere.

The ship docked in Wellington and there were tour coaches drawn up on the pier waiting to take passengers on one day packages. We slipped away and found our own tour, walking through the streets, looking at the shops and having lunch in a little cafe that served plain old fish and chips that, after a couple of days of ship food was heaven. 

The smiling reaction from the locals, at seeing two people of our age walking around, hand in hand, laughing and smiling like couple of school kids on their first date, was a bonus for us. We were accepted by them as a couple, and I guess it was our first date. It was ironic, and I suppose a sign of our times, that we had made love before our first date, but it seemed to us to have been perfect for us. We were perfect for us.

"All right you two, spill. Don't try to tell me that you two aren't an item." Simone said as we sat down for dinner.

"Well yes, you could say that. We have a lot in common, both having lost long time partners recently." I said to the group at our table. "If you remember, our first meal, you stepped in when Natalie asked how it was that I was on my own. Now she knows and has been a great help in my dealing with my grief."

"And Gordon has helped me get over my loss. It would seem that destiny has brought us together."




The Cruise



The mood at the table became more relaxed from that moment. The other passengers felt comfortable with the knowledge that we were okay discussing our past and present status.

We joined the day trippers on our stopover in Auckland. While there was a certain amount of musical chairs going on, this part of the scene did not include us, we sat together on the bus, in the restaurant at lunch, and on the return journey. There was no comment when we headed for our cabin on our return, no sniggering remarks about us heading off for an afternoon delight before dinner. It was accepted that we enjoyed each other's company to the full, and that included making love. Ours was not what could be considered a normal ship-board romance, it had a hint of permanency to it.

We were warned before we went ashore in Vanuatu, that if we found ourselves at a kava ceremony, we should just wet our lips and pass it on. To do more could have dire consequences. We confined ourselves to the more mundane tourist pursuits, collecting a few souvenirs and generally watching the locals go about their everyday routines.

Lombok was a case of more souvenirs, sampling the local cuisine catching a show with local dancers and musicians that was quite spectacular. 

While sailing between these destinations we kept pretty much to ourselves between meals and the entertainment. We did venture into the casino on one occasion. I fed a couple of coins into a machine and won a stack of money, which I shoved into my pockets and we left, resisting the temptation to stay and feed the whole lot back into the machine. 

"Simone." I interrupted the general flow of conversation at dinner.

"Yes Gordon, what is it?"

"We had a bit of luck on the pokies (slot machines) this afternoon and thought that we should share it with you and the rest of this table. Could you arrange for champagne all round?"

"Sure thing." She signalled to a waiter. "Could we get four bottles of champagne and proper flutes, please? Not the cheap stuff either."

"Certainly Simone." He went off and returned a few minutes later with four ice buckets and a dozen champagne flutes. He and Simone proceeded to open the bottles without spilling too much.

"I would like to propose a toast." Simone stood at the head of the table. "To Gordon and Natalie, may they have a great life together. Cheers."

"Cheers." the rest of the table chorused.

"Speech." Some bastard said. This was taken up by the others at the table.

"Unaccustomed as I am to public speaking." I began. "I realise that when I first got here I was a miserable old fart, but that was before I got to know Natalie. I can honestly say that we have moved out friendship up several levels to the point that, if she'll have me, I would like to marry her."

"She'll have you." Natalie said as she stood beside me and kissed me. "There's no getting out of it now, you do realise that, don't you?"

"Where's the ring?" Simone said. "You can't do this without a ring. And I think that you should be a little more creative with your proposal, don't you?"

"Give us a break, we've only just decided on this." What they, and Natalie didn't know was that I had every intention of formalising our relationship this evening. I just needed to know that she wasn't going to say 'no'."

The dance had been going for half an hour when the music stopped and a spotlight was trained on us. The MC grabbed the microphone. "Gordon, the floor is yours."

I went down on one knee, produced a small ring box from my trouser pocket, opened it and held it in front of Natalie. "Natalie Williams, will you do me the honour of consenting to become my wife?"

She kept me waiting for fully half a second. "Yes, yes." 

I stood and placed the ring on her finger. It fitted as I knew it would, I had traced one of her rings so that I got the size right when I had slipped into the jewellery shop while she was having her hair done for this evening. We kissed to the delight of the crowd and the band broke into some song or other. I didn't recognise the tune, but it seemed appropriate to the occasion.

A steady steam of people came to our table between dances to congratulate us, and offer us a drink. We had to start declining drinks, we were getting a little 'tired and emotional'.

Some bright spark (Simone?) had decided that the two single beds were no longer appropriate, and they were magically replaced by a double bed.

"Did you sleep well last night?" She asked, with a smirk on her face, as we arrived, still a little the worse for wear, at breakfast.

"Did you arrange for the change of furniture?"

"Yes. You're too old to cram into a single bed. I just thought that you should be more comfortable for the rest of the cruise."

"Thank you for that."

"If I hook up with Marjorie, can I get a double bed?" George asked.

"Dream on." Marjorie said, "What makes you think that I'd want you?"

"Way to hurt me." A crestfallen George replied.

Our next port of call was Darwin, a truly cosmopolitan city in the tropical north of Australia. Being closer to Asia that the major Australian cities, Darwin has embraced a lot of Asian influences in its culture, way of life and cuisine. Thankfully we were in the dry season and not having to swelter in the extreme humidity that the 'big wet' brings. It was warm to hot as we strolled through the food stalls in the open air market, tasting the variety of foods on offer. 

Most of the buildings in Darwin are relatively new. Having withstood the ravages of being bombed by the Japanese during WWII and being almost totally flattened by Cyclone Tracy in 1974, a new city has emerged from the destruction, an almost brash city to go with the casually eclectic population. This was obvious in the peoples, a melding of the white, Europeans, indigenous Australians, Chinese and Indonesian peoples, the borders becoming blurred with each new generation.

Natalie and I discovered that we had the same tastes when it came to food, especially the tropical fruits, so much fresher than we get back in Sydney, and so much tastier. This combined with the seafood that seemed to be in endless supply, we were in food heaven and in danger of stacking on the kilos. It was almost a relief when we re-boarded the ship for the trip down the west coast. 

It was back into what had become our familiar routine for the trip down the coast. The stop at Geraldton was short, just enough time to go on shore and visit the town and take in the history of that part of the world before having to return to the ship for the trip to Fremantle, or Freo as it is known to the locals.

Fremantle is the entry point into Western Australia and Perth, the administrative centre for the vast mining activities in the north of the state. It has a history dating back to the early settlement of the colony, as a penal colony, where the detritus of England was dumped. The south west of the state is relatively fertile and was, until recently grazing and cropping land. With the discovery of vast gold deposits in Kalgoorlie, the state's economy was on the rise. The discovery of iron ore, nickel and natural gas enhanced that, and became the state's major source of income. More recently the wine region around Margaret River has become an increasingly popular and important tourist destination. It was to there that we travelled in a tour coach for a day of wine tasting and food. 

"Gordon, darling Gordon, I have a confession to make." The ship had just left Freemantle heading for Hobart. We were in bed, and she was snuggled against me.

Fuck, it was bullshit about her being a widow, she has a husband waiting for her back home, or at the very least a man friend. "What is it?"

"You know when I told you that my boss gave me time off, and actually encouraged me to come on this cruise?"

"Yes." Where was this heading?

"Please don't get angry. You know my boss, very well."

"Oh yes, what is his name?"

"Phillip Sinclair."

"Phillip Sinclair, my son Phillip Sinclair?"

"The one and the same. He, and his brother Peter and sister Gillian, had been concerned that you were withdrawing deeper and deeper into depression over your loss. That bit about the cruise company not being able to refund your passage was so much bullshit. As for how I came to be there, you can blame Phillip for that. It was he that suggested that I take Sylvia's place. It was he that explained the situation to the cruise line, and arranged that I should share your cabin. I think he told them that we were both too old to get into trouble." 

"Huh, what do they know?" I said as I found a breast to caress.

"The plan was that I get to know you and take your mind off your loss, if I could. I was reluctant at first, but the chance of a free cruise and the opportunity to meet my boss' father was too good to miss. You're not angry, are you?"

"No. How could I be angry? Okay, I'm upset that you and my conniving children should go behind my back like this, but the outcome has been worth it." I kissed her.

"Hmm, I agree." She kissed me back. All conversation was put on hold for at least half an hour.

"I am so glad that I gave in to the pressure to come on this cruise." Natalie said to my neck.

"As am I."

"Do you remember, it seems like years ago, when I told you about my meltdown at work, and my boss deciding that I needed to get away from it, and recover from my loss?"

"Yes."

"That was only a part of the reason for my meltdown. The main reason was that one of the men that my husband had met at the gym, took it upon himself to relieve my sexual tension caused by my loss. He invited me to dinner, and during the course of the evening dropped the bombshell that my husband had cheated on me, with his wife. I was furious, how could he have done that? I thought that our marriage was strong, and I could think of no good reason that he should go behind my back with another woman. I was told by this man, Geoff, that he had gone home during his lunch break, to pick up some papers that he had left behind that morning, only to find Rob's car parked in the driveway. He snuck around the back of the house and let himself in through the patio door. He found them in bed, making love in his bed. He snuck back out and went back to work."

"Did you believe his story?"

"At the time, yes. He was convincing, I'll give him that. But then Lawyers are paid to be convincing. He told me that he confronted his wife that evening and she admitted it. She also told him that they were in love and that they were planning to live together until the divorce and then marry."

"What happened then?"

"It must have been the shock of the news, helped along by more wine than I usually drink, but, on his suggestion that both of us had drunk too much to drive home, and that we should stay in a hotel for the night, I found myself in bed with him. In the cold light of sobriety the next morning, I came to realise that I had made the biggest mistake of my entire life, I had allowed this person to have sex with me. There was no love involved, there was no physical attraction involved. It was a wine fuelled revenge fuck against my dead husband. I felt so ashamed that I couldn't think straight. That was what caused my meltdown, but I couldn't tell my boss, your son, that."

"I can appreciate that."

"What made it worse, was that I got a phone call from his wife when I got to work. She set me straight about what had happened. She and Rob had not had an affair, had never made love, that was all in the mind of her insanely and obsessively jealous husband. She had commented that Rob was a handsome man, she had met him coming from the gym with her husband, and he blew that innocent remark out of all proportion, until it became, to his thinking, a full blown affair. She also said that theirs had not been a happy marriage, a combination of his insane jealousy and lack of finesse in bed had seen to that. I didn't tell her that I had to agree with her about his lack of skill in bed. There was no love involved and his performance was technically flawed, consisting of shoving his cock into my totally unprepared pussy and pumping away until he came, thankfully in quick time. My point of comparison was Rob, and there was no comparison, Geoff was the inferior lover in every way." 

I could see that the memory of this was telling on her psyche. "I was thinking." I said by way of changing the subject. "What do you say we have a bit of fun at my kids' expense?"

"What do you have in mind?"

I outlined my plan. Her face lit up as the details were discussed and the final plan formulated. This was going to be fun. It relied on the co-operation of members of the crew, contact with the authorities by way of the ship's communication centre to get the necessary paperwork under way, and slipping away from the tour group in Adelaide to sign documents.

A quiet visit to the ship's Chaplain somewhere between Melbourne and Sydney completed the formalities, all we needed now was to be able to pull it off, and this meant leaving the ship separately and waiting for the right time to spring it on the family.

We were up top as the ship sailed through the Heads and down the harbour to our birth at Circular Quay. "Well, my Darling, are you ready for this?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." Natalie kissed me as only she could, with a passion that I was looking forward to for a long time to come.

"Okay, let's do it." We went below and finished packing, being careful with the bottles that we had bought from Hart's micro distillery in Hobart. These were to be a part of the celebration that we had planned. A call to a restaurant within walking distance from the Quay finalised our immediate plans. 

Peter and Julie were waiting for me as I walked through the arrivals gate. "Hi Dad, did you enjoy the trip?" He asked hopefully.

"It was okay I guess." My reply was non-committal.

"Did you meet anyone?" Julie asked.

"Oh, I met dozens of people. It was hard not to, we were allocated to a table for meals and it would have been rude of me not to acknowledge the others, wouldn't it?"

"So there was no-one special then?"

"Was there supposed to be?"

"No, not really. We just thought that you might have met someone that you liked better than the others."

"A woman you mean?"

"Yes, we were hoping that you'd meet someone that would take your mind off Mum for a while."

"Sort of like a ship-board romance? Did you honestly think that I was that heartless that I'd have it off with another woman so soon after your mother died?"

"We were thinking more along the lines of a companion."

"Where are you parked?" I needed to change the subject for a few minutes.

"We parked at the station and caught the train in."

"Good. I reserved a table at a restaurant. I needed a meal where the table doesn't move." This wasn't entirely true, apart from one day when a storm rolled through, the tables were amazingly stable. "It's just around the corner."

We trooped around the corner, Peter dragging my wheelie bag for me. While we walked I pressed the call button on my mobile phone that was hidden in my pocket. I let it ring for a few seconds, before cancelling the call.

I stalled as long as I could over ordering, until I saw her arriving. "By the way. I want you to meet someone special." They both had a puzzled look on their faces, and turned as she reached our table. "Guys, I'd like you to meet your new mother, Natalie."

"What?" They chorused.

Natalie kissed me and smiled at them. "Hello, Gordon has told me a lot about you."

"He's told us nothing about you." Peter said.

Julie went and gave her a hug. "You're that Natalie, the one that Phillip told us about?"

"Yes, I am she. His plan worked out well, better than well, perfectly. So perfectly in fact that we decided to get married. It took a little organising and persuasion with the crew, from the Captain down, but we managed it."

"By the way, Phillip knows about it, he's flying in tomorrow for our wedding reception. Now, I think that we should order, the waiter is getting tired of waiting for us."

I'll give Peter and Julie this, once they got over the shock of the news, they behaved impeccably towards Natalie. "Dad," Peter said as Julie and Natalie did that girl thing of going to the toilet together. "While we hoped that you'd meet someone who could take your mind of Mum, and Phillip had told us that Natalie would be a capable distraction, she has exceeded our modest expectations. I don't know how she did it, but we couldn't have asked for a better result."

"She did it by not trying." 

"You'll have to explain that one to me."

"She never pushed herself onto me, she let the conversation flow, allowing me to divulge information in my own time, and when it was comfortable for me to tell her. I found myself liking her almost immediately and loving her not long after that."

"I know that you were supposed to take Dad's mind off his loss, and you've done that very well, but how did it get from distraction to marriage in a couple of weeks?" Julie asked Natalie as they washed their hands.

"I liked him straight away, and we just seemed to feel comfortable with each other. It was on that first night when we were on the top deck looking at the stars, and he put his coat over my shoulders and his arms around me that I knew that this was going to be more than a distraction for the both of us. That simple gesture was all it took, it was in that instant that I fell in love with him."

"How soon did you, you know?"

"Make love? That same night. We told each other that we shouldn't rush things, but the attraction was too strong, Let me tell you that I couldn't have asked for better. It has been fun being with him and planning our little surprise."

"Little surprise. Major surprise. Don't get me wrong I'm happy for you, both of you." She kissed Natalie. "What do you prefer, Mum or Natalie?"

"Either, I have no preference. Mum sounds great, but I won't tell you not to call me Natalie."

"Mum sounds great to me, as if you've always been with us."

"This wedding reception that you've planned, where is it going to be held?"

"At my place." I said, "There'll only be the immediate family, you and your kids, Phillip and his family. We plan to have a separate celebration with Natalie's family later."

"Why not invite them to this one, kill two birds with one stone so to speak. What do you think Natalie?"

"You can call her Mum, she's okay with that." Julie told him.

"I agree, you can meet my family and get to know them, while they can do the same with you. I'll make a couple of calls when we get home to our place and see what I can organise." I liked the way that she said 'our place' as if she'd lived there for years instead of just moving in.

The meal was a casual affair, the conversation floated from topic to topic with no uneasiness evident. When it was over we all caught the train to where Peter had left his car and they drove us home.

Our evening meal was from the freezer, it was something that Sylvia had stored for emergencies, and I think coming home to a house with no fresh produce on hand qualified as an emergency.

The final hurdle was approaching, bedtime. In the back of my mind I was having an affair behind Sylvia's back, cheating on her, and this was something that I would never have done while she was still alive. Could I do it now? Would there be any discomfort about me sharing the matrimonial bed that for years had been Sylvia's preserve, or would we take it in our stride as so much of our relationship had happened.

Natalie came into my arms as soon as she had slid under the bed clothes. "Are you ready for this?"

My answer to her question was to hold her to me, to kiss her lips, her face, her neck, her breasts, her nipples. She held me there with a gentle touch on my face for several minutes, while she luxuriated in the attention, before releasing me to continue my journey south. I arrived at the Promised Land and hovered around it for some time, taking short forays to the entrance before retreating to continue my teasing. "While I love this, I want you inside me soon, very soon." She grabbed my head and gently guided it north until my cock was at the entrance. Taking it in hand she placed my cock's head between her lips and pushed down on him. Any hesitation I might have had disappeared as he slid into her moist pussy. Any hesitation I might have had about sharing my bed with Natalie disappeared with her sigh on him fully penetrating her. "Stay there for a minute, I want to savour this moment. My darling, this moment is as perfect as it gets." I had to agree with her, it was every bit as good as making love to Sylvia as possible. In one way it was better, it had almost totally erased any depression I might have felt at my loss. The memories will still be there, but the knowledge that I, we, had been given a second chance at happiness made it, if anything better.




The Cruise



It was Saturday morning and I did what I always did with Sylvia. I kissed Natalie's sleeping face and slid out of bed. Not bothering to dress, I went into the kitchen and prepared breakfast for us, coffee, freshly brewed coffee, juice, toast and cereal. Placing it on a tray I took it back to our bed, juggled the tray as I slid back into the bed before waking Natalie. "Breakfast is served my love."

"Am I?" She said sleepily as she sat up.

"Yes, I do believe you are."

"Mmm, this is nice." She tucked into her bowl of muesli, "The breakfast in bed I mean. You, on the other hand, are better than nice, you are perfect, and to think that I hesitated about going on that cruise."

"You hesitated, I positively resisted the very thought of having a good time. I'm glad I gave in to the pressure."



The Cruise



You sit on a deckchair on the shade side of the Tropic Princess II reading a crime mystery on your iPad. This side of the ship—starboard?—is relatively unpopulated, naturally, since the great bulk of the passengers are swimming, sunning themselves, drinking and socializing on the sun side as the TP II (TP l sank a few years back) slices through calm gulf waters toward an ever-retreating horizon and, ultimately, Cozumel. 

You hate cruises. You hate sharing one finite space with thousands of strangers. You hate the forced conviviality. You hate the sun. You hate the food. At least at mealtime you can get drunk, however. That eases the pain of having to sit at a round table with a group of people who, with two exceptions, you don't know and don't care to know.

"Is that your third glass of wine already?" Karla says reprovingly.

Who cares?

You look over to your right, and down, below white tablecloth's fringe, at your friend Trey's left hand on your wife Karla's bare right tanned thigh. 

Why am I even here? you ask yourself. Why did they invite me? Drag me along? It's not like the two lovers haven't traveled together before. A weekend trip here. A three-day business trip there. This is a weeklong cruise out of country, but still. You would have been more than content to drive the lovebirds to the terminal, and then pick them up seven days later. How was your trip? Did they include you out of a sense of pity? Or guilt? You thought they were long past that. They sometimes fuck right under your nose—in the upstairs master bedroom while you're in the house. Your house. Your fucking master bedroom! You thought they'd long ago lost whatever inhibitions they may at one time have had.

"I'm fucking your beautiful wife," Trey one day informed you, about a year ago.

"I know."

"She told you?"

"She didn't have to."

"It's just a friendship thing, man."

"Is that what you call it?"

"A sexual friendship."

"Nice."

"I'm not going to steal her from you or anything."

"I didn't think you were. Karla likes money too much to ever leave me."

"She also likes sex."

"And that's where you come in."

"She says you just haven't been doing it for her in the bedroom, old man. For a long time now."

"Don't call me old man."

"It's just an expression, man."

"You're not British, Trey. And Victoria isn't the Queen."

"At any rate, we're going to keep seeing each other."

"Seeing?"

"I wanted you to know."

"Thanks for the update."

"And I may take her out from time to time. You know, on dates."

"Dates?"

"With your blessing, of course. Like that time we went to the movies together?"

"I'm not the Pope, Trey."

"So you're OK with everything? Everything's cool?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"Not really, old—I mean..."

And then some old bag sitting to Trey's right at the meal table leans over and asks him and Karla, after noting the chunk of diamond on her ring finger and the exploring hand on her thigh: "How long have you two been married?"

"Oh, we're not married," Trey replies. "They're married."

And the woman, once again noting the affectionate hand, pulls back aghast. What kind of threesome is this?

"Another chardonnay!" you call out to the waiter.

So, to repeat: Is the reason they brought me along to further humiliate me? Or is it out of pity? Guilt?

Trey: "Should we bring hubby on the cruise?"

Karla: "Why?" (As in: "In God's name why?")

Trey shrugs: "I don't know. As a gesture?"

"I'll give him a gesture."

"We go on movie dates together. Sometimes. The three of us. And ballgames."

"That's a three-hour deal. This is a week-long cruise."

"We can still fuck."

"I know we can fuck."

"We'll be in our suite and he'll be in his."

"Yeah, listening through the wall and jerking off."

"Is that what he does? While we're...?"

"I've seen the wads of tissues in the waste basket in the guest bedroom where he sleeps. Believe me."

"Did I need to know this?"

"You asked why."

"Why what?" (Trey is not the sharpest knife in the drawer.)

"Why I don't want him on the cruise with us!"

"Oh. He could pay for the whole thing."

"What thing?"

"The cruise. The two suites. If we invited him."

"Oh."

This mystery you're reading is a real page-turner. But you're racing through it. You could read it in one sitting. It's about a "retired" lawyer in New Jersey who rescues dogs and takes on improbable clients. You love dogs. The plot gets a little far-fetched (no pun intended), but...

You turn off your iPad and rise. You stretch. The calm, deep-blue Gulf water, in ship's imposing shadow, is beautiful, you have to admit. You head back to your cabin. A nap—not that you need one—before dinner would be nice. You can already taste that unending flow of buttery chardonnay. The wine list is primo. Another thing you have to admit... 

Your cabin number is 619. Theirs is the adjacent one: 617. (This fucking ship is six stories tall above deck!) You head to the bed and, before stretching out, put your ear to the thin, paneled wall. If they're in there they're not fucking. No animal grunts and groans. Or cries. Somewhat deflated, you start to lie down when you hear a voice. Trey's. It's barely audible without your ear to the wall...

"He cums in your panties?"

Karla, in full song: "I told you about that."

"No you didn't."

"About how he jerks off in my panties while we're fucking?"

"Must've been some other lover of yours."

"Fresh! No, he listens through the wall or outside the door and jerks off while we do it."

"I didn't know that! He gets off on it?"

"Of course he gets off on it! What did you think?"

"I just assumed...Where does he get the panties from?"

"Well...he used to steal them. From my drawer. Or the dirty clothes. Then I caught on to him and we came to an understanding."

"What kind of understanding?"

"That I'd buy panties especially for him—for his use I mean—so he wouldn't have to steal mine anymore. And ruin them by the way. So we buy them together now, online, and then I wear them once, usually after you cum in me..."

"Me?"

"Yeah, you know how I almost always pull a pair of panties on as soon as we've finished?"

"Not really."

"No, because you run off to the shower...Clean freak!"

"I'm not a clean freak! I'm just..."

"A clean freak. You just showered, like, ten minutes ago!"

"I like to be fresh for you, darling."

"Fresh my ass!"

"Ow!"

"So anyway, I toss the panty in the dirty clothes and the next morning he retrieves it. Or, sometimes, if you don't spend the night, I just go down to his room while the crotch is still sopping wet and toss it into his bed. 'Here!' I say. 'Knock yourself out.'"

"Sopping wet with my...cum?"

"No, I pee in them. Of course with your cum!"

"Wow. That's kinda...disgusting. I never thought about him wanting to, you know, taste my cum before. That's queer as hell."

"He's asked me a thousand times to let him come in the room immediately after we finish so he can lick the cum out of me."

"Gross!"

"Your cum, I mean. But I tell him that's our...private time. On the other hand, you're in the shower by then so..."

"You'd let him do that?"

"I don't know. It's up to you."

"Long as I'm not in the room, as you say."

"I just said so. You're in the shower."

"Right."

"I'd have to hold my legs up in the air. You know, so not so much of it dripped out of me. Fortunately you're a big cummer."

"Am I?"

"Big cummer, big cock—well, pretty big—nice balls."

"I love to fuck you, darling. You drive me wild!"

"Stop it! We'd have to have a signal."

"A signal?"

"When we were finished, you and me. When he could come in."

"Walkie-talkies."

"I could just shout."

"I like the idea of walkie-talkies. I have a pair at home."

"Walkie what? You're weird."

"I'm weird? What about your limp-dick husband?"

"He's beyond weird."

(Laughter)

"What if you're on your hands and knees? Your favorite position."

"That would be tougher. Holding it in. I could use my hand. But most of it would drip out by the time I..."

"No I mean when I fuck you up the ass."

"Oh. Good point. There's no drip then. It's all inside me."

"He could eat your ass out. I could watch."

"He loves to eat my ass."

"He does? I could fuck you until you orgasm then roll you over and finish up your ass."

"You could, yes. You'd like to watch?"

"The cum shot. Want it right now?"

"Again? You're incorrigible."

"Roll over, baby."

OH!

"What was that?"

The two naked lovers sitting up in bed now, staring at a thin paneled wall on which a replica painting of an 18th century schooner hangs.

"That son of a bitch."

"He was listening to us?"

"The whole time, I bet."

"Pervert!"

"Him and his goddamn panties! Mine I mean!"

That night at dinner you once again have a nice white wine buzz on. Karla and Trey are once again seated to your right. On your left two guys who are obviously "partners." The nearer one about your age; the other younger. Good-looking. The nearer one leans over:

"What's your deal?"

"My deal?"

Karla and Trey involved in an animated, leaning conversation with a pair of strangers—male and female—to their right. They're oblivious.

"Are you traveling alone?"

"No, I'm with...them," you reply, gesturing right.

"Oh. Friend?"

"Husband."

"Oh!" eyebrows rising this time. "Interesting."

"What about you? Two?"

"Um. We're just two horny guys on a cruise. You know. He's a top," head tilting left. "And I'm versatile. Our bottom crapped out on us. You wouldn't know anybody who'd like to...?"

"Waiter!"



The Cruise



Jennifer now looks back into the crowd only to see the young blond has a man's cock in her ass as she lays atop another taking her whole right breast into his mouth while grunting and rutting away in her pussy.

The man from behind has both her arms pulled back and is pounding a furious pace in her tight young ass.

As Jennifer looks closer it appears the young woman has all but passed out as the men both start to cum in her as she rattles like a rag doll between them.

Jennifer quickly shakes the scene from her mind and stands upright away from the bar and collects herself, straightening her thong and postage stamp top.

As she busies herself a bit behind the bar her mind is a mess of guilt, regret, over stimulation and what she fears is to much alcohol.

Jennifer is suddenly brought back to life by the sound of Mel making an announcement.

Mel welcomes every one and thanks them for coming, and asks Jennifer and Cindy the two beautiful hostess to come to the center of the large room to be formally introduced.

As Jennifer starts to walk towards the center of the room she sees The young blond she now knows as Cindy being passed forward on wobbly knees.

As they both approach Mel he holds out both arms one on each side and brings both women to rest on each side of himself, arms around each at the waist.

Mel introduces each woman and makes mention of how beautiful they both are and how it is time for the entertainment.

He asks that both husbands come forward and stand behind there 2 wives.

When they are in place Mel produces two blindfolds and hand one each to each husband asking them to put them on their wives.

Jennifer's mind races as her husband puts on the blindfold from behind.

Suddenly it is dark and she now can only hear rustling and her husband saying OK.

Then she feels her husband pulling her arms behind her back and the click of handcuffs, its then she realizes her hands are immobile behind her up against the healthy bulge of her husbands swollen member.

Now Mel asks both women to get down on there knees and Jennifer reluctant now responds slowly but stoops down in kneeling position.

Jennifer now feels her knees being pulled apart by several people and the contact of the woman next her as her left knee touches the other woman's right knee.

Now someone is wrapping something around her left knee holding it tight against the other woman's.

Jennifer now feels the thong panty moving to the side due her positioning and can feel herself blush a bit but at the same time is becoming aroused.

The bizarre game of twister continued in silence as her other knee was wrapped with something and pulled outward causing her back to bow a bit and her breasts to push out forward as her husband continued to hold on to her hands.

Now Mel announces the auction can begin , and Jennifer's mind swirls with thoughts of what is to come, squeezing her husbands hands with hers.

She hears rustling about then mel announces the first item is the scissors, OH MY god Jennifer thinks to herself they are going to perhaps cut off what little bit of clothing I have on.

The bidding is short lived and a winner is announced at 50.00, a man, a woman she wonders.

She hears someone approach and feels the Young blond next to her tense and wiggle a bit then she feels cold metal on her skin next to her right breast then her left and her top falls away, then her worst nightmare comes true as she feels it down below and the light thong is gone in a whisk.

Jennifer feels so naked as people talk and mill about and feels the cool air on her now rock hard nipples and exposed crotch.

Suddenly she feels a hand roaming about, first her tummy then right breast, then left, then her pussy mound.

She at the same time can feel the woman next to her move about knowing where the other hand is.

The hand spreads the wetness now from down below to her tummy and breasts and back, this time delving a bit deeper into the private confines of her pussy lips pushing upward first one then two fingers making her mouth form an O and her hands squeeze her husbands harder.

She can feel the woman next to her start to shake and then an interruption as Mel speaks up and says OK that's enough, next bid.

The hand is swiftly pulled away as part of her that she can't control and doesn't know any more wants it not to stop.

Mel announces the next bid is for 10 min of breast play, the bidding commences and the lucky winner is announced for 25.00 and comes forward.

Jennifer jumps as both breasts are grabbed roughly right off and squeezed, pinched, pulled then her nipples come to life as they are twisted forth and back.

She had never felt so aroused while not being touched down below in her life.

As the person worked on her breast she felt time after time fingernails, at first thinking nothing of it now she could smell the perfume of the woman playing with her breasts as the woman got closer.

Now a mouth and long hair whisking across her belly as the woman twirled her nipple inside her mouth, then the other, then stop.

Jennifer breathed heavy as she felt and heard the woman tied to her leg move and moan out loud

It was the longest 5 min of her life listening and feeling what was happening next to her, and then it was done.

Mel announced the next item, as THESE, something he was holding neither woman would know until it was brought in contact with them.

She heard people say, YES, OK, About time, then the bidding started and someone asked how long, Mel replied back That there would be no time limit on any further bids so long as the husbands did not announce to quit. 

The bidding went on, and on and on finally at 100.00 a winner was announced.

The person came forward and by the wish of wind Jennifer knew it must have been some thing good.

Someone knelt in front of the woman next to her and the woman gasped and shuddered, Saying OH GOD.

Then grunting, Jennifer felt the woman try to move her leg, then a Humming noise and a vibration through the other woman's knee where they were attached.

Now the person moved to her, she felt her pussy being roughly parted and a large object being pushed in.

Jennifer winced, and squeezed her husbands hands as something very large and long was forced upward, and upward, and up, OH my GODDDDD, she blurted as the object continued UP and UP, it had to be 10 inchs at least.

The person in front of her pulled on her pussy lips one after the other and rubbed her clit as he or she worked it up in to the limit.

She could now feel it up against her cervix and suddenly it started to vibrate and her brain exploded, she could see blinking lights, as the noises coming from both women meshed as one.

Jennifer couldn't tell if she was screaming or the other woman at times.

They were both making animal noises and shaking like wild women as she heard Mel continuing to auction off items to the small crowd.

Jennifer now felt the woman next to her jerk and flinch as a new sound emerged from her lips

UGGGGOHHHHHH,GOODDDDD NO,SSSSSHHHHH, and suddenly she felt a large slippery devise penetrating her ass in and in and OH GOOD, MY GOOD, ITS TOOOO BIIIGGGGG.

Again they were both wailing, moaning and struggling against there bonds as well as them selves once even to both lift there legs that were tied together in unison, only to get a uprising from the crowd.

She could feel her ass and pussy now full and vibrating at a feverish pitch, hands on her tits slapping, pulling teasing and several sharp slaps now starting away at spanking her ass.

She could hear her husband moaning behind her and she knew he was being somehow stimulated as this was happening.

Her mind went back to the look in his eye as they had agreed to this and how he had looked almost devious and smiled.

Now she knew he would spare her nothing in this twisted game and with that thought started the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced.

This was only one of many in the next 2 hours as the two women were used as the men and women pleased, there husbands joining in with the others.

At one she was laid atop her husband while a man was in her mouth and in her ass and was humiliated as her husband described to the others how she was quivering inside as well as he could feel the small vibrating egg that had been deviously pushed far up her ass by one of the women.

The night was a blur from that point on, she remembered sleeping for a while in there cabin and being awoke by her husband and another two men, one of which having a suit case full of devises to try on her innocent flesh.

Her husband had said no but two more men and a woman came into the room and tied her husband to a chair and proceeded to use her for there entertainment.

She remembered two men with one knee each on her arms as they each held one leg and Mary slowly manipulated her sore pussy with oil and her fingers making her beg for completion.

She remembered another beautiful woman entering and straddling her face and then in unison the two worked her over and over to teach her the art of eating their pussies while the others had their way with her body, slowing and speeding up her manipulation forcing her to do as they said.

At one point she blacked out after two men each put 3 fingers in on opposite sides of her pussy and held it open as one of the women slowly worked her hand up inside her while sucking on her clitoris, at this point she turned into a wild animal, flailing about and screaming into Mary's pussy planted over her face causing her to cum as well.

Jennifer awoke the next day to her husband snoring next to her and the announcement for lunch to be served in 15min.

After a long bath and a late lunch on deck she and her husband talked a little about the experience and she found by talking about it she was becoming wet.

Tom sensed her excitement and relieved they engaged in a long wet french kiss, the type they had not had sense their wedding night. 

It was then there lives changed forever for Jennifer had found her fetish as well as Tom.

That evening Mary joined them in their room and shared their lovemaking, assisting each of them to new heights of orgasm and then continuing the lessons for loving another woman as Tom rested and watched on. 

When the yacht returned to port they scheduled their next adventure with the group for 6 months down the road.

Tom had already made plans secretly with the men for between now and then to share his now submissive wife with a Dominant male living in a near by town, she would be better fit for sure for the next voyage.



The Cruise



It was almost midmorning in south Florida, when Cynthia Carson was able to find her Uncle Ralph's boat. All the boat owners were more than eager to help the beautiful young woman find her way. She was told it was a comfortable sloop in the fifty-foot range, with all the comforts of home. Her Aunt and Uncle had promised a cruise for her on her eighteenth birthday. Ralph told her Mom they would take her to the Bahamas for a couple of weeks. 

Cindy was a stunning young woman, five foot five with light auburn hair and blue eyes. The thin tank top did little to hide her full breasts and upturned nipples. The matching wraparound skirt exposed her thighs as she walked. She wore her hair in a French braid that ended in a blue bow between her shoulder blades. She had recently graduated from High School in Savannah.

It was no family secret that her Aunt and Uncle were devout-nudist, and Cindy knew she may be expected to wear no more than a smile, once they were out to sea. "Oh Cindy, I know Ralph and Ellen are a bit strange, but they're good people, and they think a lot of you," said her Mother. So, here she was ready for the adventure.

"Well, we about gave you up for lost, dear" said her Aunt watching her Niece move up the walkway. 

"I'm sorry, I got turned around. There are so many boats here," said Cindy tossing her bags onto the deck. 

"My God, she has a face and figure like a Greek Goddess," thought Ellen, not having seen her in three years.

"Welcome aboard Cindy, we thought you changed your mind about coming," said Ralph as he observed the movement of her nipples beneath the thin top. "Wow. Now that's what I call a prime piece of ass," thought Ralph.

Uncle Ralph showed her where to stow her bag and prepared to get underway. The Lady Finger was no row boat. It was quite plush with a full bath, two bedrooms and a complete galley and living area.

Cindy slipped into her new white bikini and went on deck. The sound of the wind in the sails and the warm sea breeze lulled her to sleep. 

"That girl's done a lot of growing in three years, and now she's legal. Damn, I'd give my left nut to try her on for size," thought Ralph as he worked the sails.

"Hey, sleepy head, how about some lunch," said her Aunt. 

"Gosh, I must have been zonked, I didn't . . . " Cindy began, and was startled when she noticed that her Aunt was nude. 

"Coming, I made meat loaf, it's getting cold," her Aunt continued. 

Ellen at 34 was ten years younger than Cindy's Mom. She was a tall natural blond at five feet seven, with breasts that, when not in their "C" cup, could barely hold a pencil. Her tummy was fairly flat above her untrimmed pubic hair, slightly darker than her head. Her legs and ass were still firm and shapely. The Lady Finger was moving quickly now under full sail with her Uncle's expert handling.

Uncle Ralph was still doing sailor things when she came below. Ellen could see Cindy was a little uncomfortable and told her this was a clothing optional cruise, and she was not to feel pressured to join them. When Uncle Ralph came down the hatchway, Cindy tried to swallow a gasp and look the other way, but the blush gave her away.

Ralph was six feet, lean, muscular, and well tanned, for his 45 years. He was balding but handsome, with a mustache and a small beer gut, but the penis below it was not. It was wrinkled and thick and hung down more than six inches. His relaxed scrotum could be holding golf balls, by the size of them. He was the successful owner of a video studio that made TV commercials in the Miami area. Cindy once overheard her Mom say that he also made X-rated movies there. 

The meal was good, she was hungry, and the wine relaxed her. Uncle Ralph asked about her college plans and the general high cost of an education today. She said that she had been accepted at the University of Miami but didn't know if her Mom could find the money to let her go. Ralph said he would like to provide her tuition, living expenses and allowance, if she would let him. 

The girl was elated. "That's wonderful! How could I ever repay you?" she yelled as she gave him a big hug. 

"Don't be silly, you're our favorite Niece," he said laughing. Cindy was their only Niece. "Actually Cindy, I could use someone like you around the studio to help out as a receptionist or make deliveries, if you're interested," he offered with a smile. 

"Of course I'm interested, I can't wait to tell Mom," she replied, very excited.

The afternoon brought more wine and conversation. The wine and the relaxed atmosphere caused her to forget her modesty for a moment. When she lifted her leg to show Ellen her new sandals, the split skirt fell away exposing her thinly-covered crotch. This little move gave Ralph a blue steel hard-on. "I better get busy, the wind is picking up. We should find an anchorage in the Bahamas by night fall," he said as he held the nautical chart in front of him, to save his modesty. 

Chapter two

It was about 4:30 the next morning when Cindy woke up. She could feel the Lady Finger riding on her anchor as she combed her hair. She'd slept well and felt wonderful, so she decided to fix breakfast for everyone. As she reached for her bikini she thought "when in Rome . . . " and went to the galley nude.

Ralph came to the galley at five, following the smell of coffee. He was greeted by his beautiful Niece as he had only dreamed of seeing her, her pouting breasts jiggling as she whipped the eggs. She had a flat smooth tummy above her well trimmed pubic curls, much darker than her head. A gorgeous full ass on long shapely legs, it was all more than Ralph could take. 

"How do you like your egg's, Uncle Ralph?" she asked as she started to blush from her Uncle's enormous hard cock. Blushing himself, he quickly exited to his cabin.

Ellen came out of the cabin a half hour later, glowing but disheveled. When she saw Cindy, she started to laugh. 

"Wow! I need to have your beauty around here more often. He really blistered my cunt this morning. He hasn't cum four times in one session since we were newlyweds," she whispered, as she wiped her brow with a towel. 

"I'm sorry Aunt Ellen, I was just trying to be a nudist," Cindy, said a little sad. 

"Oh, don't worry, dear. Ralph's weakness for beautiful breasts did him in this morning. When he saw those big pink nipples, his libido exploded," Ellen replied, giggling. 

"Aunt Ellen, I ah--I couldn't help but notice how large Uncle Ralph is. How can you--you know . . . withstand it? He's almost as thick as my wrist!" Cindy remarked, a little embarrassed. 

Ellen examined her wrist for a second. "Dear, it is as thick as your wrist, but I'm used to it," Ellen said, laughing as she buttered toast. 

"I don't think I could get used to anything that size," said the girl stirring eggs. 

"In fairness Cindy, if he had taken me when I was eighteen, with as much zeal as he just did, you would have heard a lot of screaming. I doubt that I would be sitting for days. I wasn't a virgin when I met your Uncle. I was twenty-two and it was our fourth date when the rascal finally got to me. As I recall, it was in a night club parking lot after a dance, and I swear it hurt worse than losing my virginity. It was late and most of the cars had gone, so none of my friends heard my screams," Ellen offered, smiling, to her astonished Niece.

"My God Aunt Ellen, why did you stay with him?" the girl asked. 

"Because I was in love, and because only one scream in that parking lot was from pain. Ralph has always given me monster orgasms; sometimes it's all I can do to remain conscious. He's also a very good man who cares for me." Ellen told her enthraled Niece as she set the table. 

"Wow! I can't imagine any thing like that. I've never had an orgasm, with a penis inside me. It must be fantastic when you're also in love with him," Cindy said, pouring orange juice. 

"Sweetie, if your Uncle ever got his ten-inch tool in a grabber like yours, he'd never take it out," Ellen said with a chuckle. 

"A grabber like mine, what do you mean?" Cindy asked, cutting an orange. 

"Your Mom told me about the enlightening visit you had with her gynecologist, when you were thirteen. I've only known one other woman with your rare gift, but she couldn't control it. I believe your Mom thought you could." Ellen said with a snicker.

"Shit! Mom promised me she would never tell anyone about that. It's not a ‘grabber' or a ‘snapper', it's called a milk-maid's-hand, but it's more of a disability than a gift, unless you call never reaching an orgasm a rare gift. This rare gift has been nothing but a curse for me. So it's no surprise that I've had sex with only one boy. 

"I was a sophomore and he was a gorgeous senior, who signed up to tutor other students in algebra. Mom was away at a seminar, and Grandma was asleep when he came over. After we had been working on my algebra for a while, he started making his move on me. One thing led to another and before I knew it he was inside me. Between my loud protests and his groaning, I don't know how Grandma slept through it. 

"He threatened to ruin my reputation if I didn't let him have me again, so, against my better judgment, I did. Wow! That was like letting a pile driver between my legs........blistered me good. You would have thought he was on drugs or something. He moaned, groaned and rolled his eyes, then screamed several times and passed out on top of me, all in less than a minute. My crotch was sore for days. Then the nice gentleman bragged about me to his friends anyway. My girl friends thought I was some kind of freak, and every boy in school wanted to date me." Cindy exclaimed with a tear in her eye.

"I'm so sorry, dear. I didn't intend to upset you. I don't think your Mom felt that telling her sister was really breaking her promise to you, since we were so close. I assure you, I have spoken to no one about it until now." Ellen assured her. 

"Can you really control it?" Ellen asked softly. 

"I think so. I've had no--I don't know. The one guy I was with was a jerk, and too concerned about his own pleasure to think about me. I--I can feel it and make it happen, I think, but when I get--you know, hot or excited, I'm not sure, I think my body takes over then," she said blushing to her nipples. 

"That's very interesting dear. Well, we better get breakfast to the old lover boy. He's bound to be famished by now," Ellen said as she started serving eggs. 

"I think I'd better put my bikini on, or you won't get anything done today," said the girl with a giggle. 

"I was going to suggest that. My twat can't handle any more attention this morning," Ellen offered, laughing.

By late afternoon the Lady Finger was well into Bahamian waters, and running at about 12 knots. Cindy couldn't get over how clear the water was. It looked shallow, but Ralph said it was 50 feet or more. The many little islands looked like jewels on the green water. The wind started to pick up by mid-afternoon, and the boat was running at close to 16 knots. 

"Uncle Ralph said we are in for some rough weather tonight." Cindy said as her Aunt was preparing supper. 

"Don't worry dear, Ralph will pull us into a nice little anchorage near one of the islands," Ellen replied. 

"It's blowing too hard to get in close to any of the islands. I'll have to anchor in deep water." Ralph yelled as he brought the boat into the wind. "I can't raise anyone on the radio . . . nothing but static. I don't understand why there were no foul weather warnings earlier in the day. The Coast Guard always puts out bulletins and I haven't heard a thing," he said with some concern. 

The boat was finally made as secure as possible with everyone helping. 

"I think we had better strap ourselves in tonight, this shows no signs of letting up soon," said Ralph. 

It was a long night indeed, but the dawn brought calm seas. Cindy was the first on deck and began shouting for Ralph. 

"Uncle Ralph, weren't we near a group of islands when we stopped last night? There's nothing but ocean all around us," she said. 

"I guess she snapped loose during the night, no telling where we are. I'll crank up the LORAN and get our new position," he said. 

Cindy returned to the galley to help her Aunt with breakfast. It was not like Ralph to be late for breakfast, but Ellen had to call him in. 

"I have no idea where we are; the LORAN isn't working. After we eat, I'll see if I can get our position from the sun," he said. 

Ralph made his calculations and rechecked them to be sure. "I don't understand how that storm could have moved us hundreds of miles in one night, but I've checked and rechecked and can find no errors. We are at least 200 miles east of our last position and well out of the normal shipping lanes. If I'm right, the closest lands are the islands where we were last night," he shared with much concern on his face. 

"Well, let's trim the sails, Uncle Ralph, and head back to where we came from. It just means my birthday gift will last a little longer than we expected, that's all," Cindy said, trying to cheer everyone up. 

Ralph smiled as did Ellen, but both knew that the Lady Finger was not provisioned for such a long cruise. Water would be the first thing to go. Ralph and Ellen knew that by tacking into the wind, they would be very lucky to get 5 knots per hour. But to journey two hundred miles at that speed would take days, maybe weeks. The Lady Finger was only provisioned for a week.

Cindy was again the first one on deck. "C'mon Uncle Ralph, show me how to be a sailor, I know I have to go topside to help with the mainsail, will you help me?" she squealed with excitement, not guessing their true situation. Cindy started her climb, with Ralph behind her. The mainmast was almost 2 feet thick at deck level, and needed to be straddled well and close while moving up the eyelets. Ralph looked up and got an excellent view of his Niece's gorgeous bottom, only inches from his face. Her bikini bottom was loose in the crotch and exposed part of her pussy. They slowly climbed the mast, Ralph becoming very excited by the musky smell of her young cunt. She stopped suddenly to get a better footing, and Ralph, seeing his chance, buried his face in her crotch. 

"Uncle Ralph, what are you doing?" she yelped. 

"I'm sorry dear, I didn't know you were going to stop," He lied. That sudden impact was all it took, he now had her sweet smell on his face, and he wanted to return and get his tongue under that bikini bottom.

They were more than half way up when the side tie, holding her bikini bottom, came undone, exposing her beautiful cunt. Ralph could take no more. He grabbed the eyelet below her thighs, pulled himself up and dipped his tongue into her honey, and kept it there. "OH, MY GOD! What . . . what are you . . . OOOOHHHHHHHHAAAAHH. EE! Uncle. OOHH. Ralph. I'm going to fall. IIIIIIIIEEEEEOOOO!".

"Ralph! What are you doing to that girl? She sounds like you're killing her!" screamed Ellen, as she looked up the mast and saw what was happening. 

"Ralph, what're you doing! She's your Niece; you dirty old man (laughter). I don't think you should be doing that, she really could fall," Ellen said, concerned. Ralph stopped for a moment and asked Cindy if she was all right. 

"Uh huh, I'm OK, I guess . . . why did youEEEOOOOEEEEEEE.!" She squealed as he returned his probing tongue to her young womanhood. Cindy was both embarrassed and swimming in ecstasy. She offered no more complaints. They didn't come from her heart anyway. In truth, she never wanted him to stop.

But, stop he did, not because he was ready, but because his strength was waning, and he feared they both might fall in their weakened condition. Cindy fell silent as he removed his gifted tongue. Then she started to cry because she was ashamed of how her body responded.

The mainsail finally got hoisted, thanks to Ellen. "I. I don't know what came over me, I guess it was a combination of the stress of our situation and having her cunt in my face going up that mast," Ralph confessed. 

"Well, from where I was standing it looked like Cindy was cuming all over you (Giggle). Listen, I've been married to you for 15 years and you've never wandered, except in my presence, so don't worry about it. However, we are going to have to talk to Cindy." 

The girl grabbed a robe and ran to her cabin as soon as she came down, ignoring her Aunt and Uncle. Ellen continued. "I don't think she is going to be able to sort out her feelings by herself, and I don't think her dirty old Uncle should be the first to pay his respects."

Ellen went to Cindy's cabin while Ralph trimmed the sails and got underway. After several knocks she was admitted, and the two women sat while Cindy cried and begged for her forgiveness.

"Listen to me dear; there is nothing to forgive. Your Uncle was overcome by your . . . female charms, which are extraordinary. Trust me when I tell you that he's as upset about this as you . . . He feels it's his fault," Ellen explained.

"But Aunt Ellen, you don't understand, I didn't want him to stop. I swear, I would have made love to him on that pole if I could." Cindy confessed. 

"Well, Miss Carson, you can't be surprised to know your Uncle would have loved that." (Laughter)

"Oh yeah, I wouldn't have any secrets after that, would I?" giggled Cindy. 

"There wouldn't be a seat on this boat soft enough for you either," said Ellen while they both giggled.

"Aunt Ellen, what do you want me to do if Uncle Ralph, well . . . wants to . . . how should I say . . . continue our relationship?" 

"Well honey, I can't tell you that, but he's had a taste of your honey, and if I know him, he's not gonna rest until he beds you. Once he gets a sample of your little milker, the rest of your time on this cruise is going to be spent looking at the ceiling over his shoulder." Ellen whispered, slowly, without a smile.

"Wouldn't you stop him or be angry with him if you caught him . . . you know, fooling around with me?" asked Cindy. 

"No dear, the mainmast incident opened that door," said Ellen. 

"Ralph and I have always had an understanding. If we're going to mess around, the other party must know about it. I would suggest that you help me get him aroused before bedtime each evening. That way I can keep the wolf from your door, and enjoy him myself . . . deal?" she asked. 

"Are you kidding? What do you want me to do?"

"Well . . . I want you to get back into some clothes. For starters, I want you to wear a blouse (lose the bra) and a pleated skirt if you have one, no longer than knee length, with a full, not straight slip (the more lace the better) with light sandals . . . oh yes, lose the panties too," she instructed. 

"I have most of that with me. Then what do I do?"

"After supper tonight you will ask me to paint your toenails. I want you to lounge on the sofa, sort of half reclining, and I will paint your nails." "I don't understand. How will that arouse Uncle Ralph?"

"Ralph always sits at the breakfast nook after supper to watch a video. He will have to look toward you to see the TV. When I paint your nails, I'm going to innocently spread your legs, while you allow your skirt to ride up. If you're positioned properly on the sofa, he should see most of your ample beaver surrounded by a lace slip," Ellen instructed.

"In light of today's incident, he will probably try to get you to look at his cock by changing his position. Cindy, if you get eye contact with him or look at his big salami, I won't be able to save your ass. Do you understand?" 

"Yeah, I guess so, but I'm nervous as all get out," she said. 

"That's good. You should be fine. If all goes well, you'll get a restful sleep, and I'll have a sore, well-fucked cunt by morning," Ellen said as the women parted.

Chapter 3

The day went well. Ralph apologized to Cindy several times. She told him that Ellen had explained it to her and that it was forgotten (a lie). Ralph asked about Cindy's clothes. Ellen said, everything considered, I thought it best. He didn't argue. In the afternoon Cindy climbed the mainmast, in jeans this time, to just look around. Soon, she started yelling. 




The Cruise



"Uncle Ralph, look, there's an island on the horizon to the west!" 

Sure enough, there was an island there. Ralph couldn't find it on the charts. Ralph took the Lady Finger in as close as he could and circled the island but he saw no life at all. It was about a mile wide and two miles long. Ellen and Cindy were excited and wanted to go exploring. Ralph insisted on playing it safe and made them wait until he found a safe anchorage.

He was able to find a small lagoon and anchored within 50 yards of the beach. Ellen and Cindy, in their excitement, threw caution to the wind; they both dove from the stern, sans-clothes. A large smile appeared on Ralph's face. "I've got to have a piece of her, Niece or not. I've never seen a cunt that was so tight I couldn't get my tongue in it," he thought as his penis swelled.

Ralph tidied up the deck and joined the ladies ashore. The women had decided to camp out on the beach for the evening. They asked Ralph to go back and get all the tents, stove, food, etc. Ralph, after some grumbling, returned to the boat to fill their order.

Cindy observed that Ralph's penis seemed to be unusually erect. "Yeah, must be the salt air; I haven't seen a hard-on like that in years. The damn thing is almost straight up and his balls are tight as a drum. Ralph's the only man I've ever known who MUST cum three times before losing his erection. He's good for at least four tonight." Ellen commented.

"Aunt Ellen, you and I both know it isn't the ‘salt air' that's creating that erection," Cindy said with some concern. 

"Yes . . . I'm afraid you're right, I got excited about exploring the island and forgot to be cautious," she replied. 

"Well, you weren't alone. I did as well. I'll go back on the boat and pick up a few things when he returns," said Cindy.

"If you'd like to, dear, but if I know your Uncle he'll want an early bedtime tonight. I think I can keep him satisfied til morning."

The tent was large, with two rooms, screens and zippered walls. Ellen cooked steaks over coals, and all enjoyed the food and atmosphere of the camp fire. Cindy made a bikini, of sorts, out of some of the dried native plant leaves. Ellen told her it was better to wear nothing than a "peek-a-boo" outfit, so she trashed it.

Ellen tried to keep Ralph quiet after they went to bed, but his big cock always made a light slushing sound as it pumped her. It sounded like a pole moving in and out of very thick mud. She could tell by his pace that she was in for a long night of fucking. His cock was stoking a fire now raging in her pelvis. The warmth crept up her stomach and she knew she would not be able to remain quiet much longer. Many of her orgasms with Ralph were so intense she couldn't remember having screamed, but knew she did.

Cindy was trying to sleep on the other side of the canvas wall. She could hear the slushing sounds, the whispers, and everything else. As her Aunt's moans got stronger, she couldn't resist taking a peek through the zippered wall. She very slowly opened the door flap until she got a perfect view of her Uncle's large cock pumping her Aunt's blond cunt. Cindy listened to Ralph's growls as he came, and watched the thick cum forced out running down and over her Aunts' anus. 

The girl was becoming extremely excited and realized her crotch was hot and wet. She resisted touching herself for sometime, but finally fell into a pit of steaming passion and began masturbating furiously. Her entire body was aflame with ecstasy. The girl was so lost in her own pleasure she didn't know how loud her squeals and moans had become. She also didn't know she now had an audience. 

Ellen knew that Ralph was only taking a break in their lovemaking and would come back strong. Then he heard Cindy's moans and slowly unzipped the door while grinning at Ellen. Ellen was blushing down to her toes as they watched the girl's most private moment. She motioned for Ralph to close the flap but knew an earthquake wouldn't make him move from that spot. 

"Well young lady, Aunt Ellen can't get you out of this," she thought as she noticed Ralph's upright cock. It was so hard the ten inch monster was against his belly. Ralph flung the entire flap back, making the tent one big room. 

Cindy had her legs wide apart, digging her heels into the tent floor. Her fast-moving fingers had really zeroed in on her clit. She was covered with sweat and her own juices. 

"Ralph, let her finish, she's so close. I know there's no stopping you now, but be gentle with her. She is going to be very tight, but if you give her time to relax, she'll reward you. If you stay calm with her, she'll drain your balls in fifteen minutes," Ellen whispered as she held onto his arm. 

Ralph looked at his wife like she was crazy, but backed off. Cindy was now in the throes of a huge orgasm; three successive screams, then one very loud guttural scream just before she collapsed. When she regained her composure and opened her eyes, she was shocked to see her Aunt and Uncle kneeling by her side.

"How long have you . . . Oh my god! I am so embarrassed," she said as she covered herself with a sheet. 

"Well, we sort of knew we got you started tonight and . . .Well, we . . .I felt it was time you had a real man," whispered Ralph, as he gently picked up her hand and placed it on his cock. Cindy didn't remove her hand, but slowly squeezed it and smiled at her Aunt. 

"I see, and was Aunt Ellen consulted about this rash decision? I just hope you know what's getting in you," Ellen cautioned her Niece. 

Cindy said nothing, but slowly moved closer to the large organ. She leaned forward and licked it, from balls to the broad tip, while stroking his scrotum. She groaned and made little guttural sounds as she tried in vain to take the cock in her mouth. 


"Oh boy! I think she's relaxed Ellen, don't you?" moaned Ralph. 

"Yes, I guess so, just go slow with her," cautioned Ellen. 

Ralph lifted his Niece and placed her back on the air mattress. She seemed to know what was next as she opened her legs like a hungry whore. Ellen laid down beside her and fondled her big hard nipples.

The massive organ stretched her wider and wider, putting wrinkles in her plump lips "Oweee! OWEEE! Uncle Ralph, that really hurts! OUCH! OUCH! OUCH! Please take it out, oh please, please take it out" she begged as Ralph withdrew his manhood for a second, then slowly plunged again. He slid it in a little further the second time, but again the girl begged him to withdraw. After a few more withdrawals and plunges his scrotum was resting on her ass. He moved to his elbows and kissed the beautiful girl.

Cindy looked at her Uncle and smiled. "You were very gentle Uncle Ralph. If you promise to lay still, I have something special for you," she said as she hugged and wrapped her shapely legs around him, digging her heels into his butt. 

Suddenly Ralph felt a tight squeeze at the base of his cock that moved slowly down the shaft to the tip. As soon as the pressure reached the head of his cock it started over at the base. Each time the undulations were faster and stronger. 

"My God, girl, what are you doing to me?" he yelled as perspiration ran down his forehead.

Cindy started moaning and wriggling with the contractions. 

"OOHH Uncle Ralph, please-please fuck me. Fuck me now, please!" she pleaded as her hips started moving around. Ralph managed two strokes before he was screaming like a banshee . . . his cum pouring out of her inflamed cunt. 

"Wow honey! That's got to be a record for you, less than two minutes!" Ellen howled with laughter.

"Ellen, Ellen, the girl has a snapper! I can't believe it. I've heard about this, but I didn't think they really existed. I can't believe I'm experiencing this," he wheezed, sweating profusely. 

"Well I guess my estimate was a little high, Cindy. I figured he wouldn't stay with you for more than fifteen minutes--but two minutes is really wild!" Ellen told her Niece as they both laughed. 

Cindy went out to the side of the tent to squat and drain. When she returned her Uncle had another big hard-on. 

Ellen just smiled and said "I told you, didn't I?" 

Ralph continued to take her again with a little more force, but screamed and came again in only minutes. This was repeated four more times, but he never stayed in her more than three minutes. 

Ellen could see these short sessions were taking their toll on Cindy. She needed to come also. Her breathing was short and her face was a little flushed after Ralph dumped his fifth load in her. 

"Dear, if you want to rest, put your face over here for a while. I think Cindy would like that," she said pointing to the girl's cunt. He complied, and stayed there until she had four or five big ones.

They all slept like rocks after their orgy. When Ellen awoke it was close to midmorning. She slipped out of the tent to tend to her morning needs. Upon returning she could hear Cindy's ascending screams followed by the giant one, a hundred feet from the camp. She sounded like she was being murdered. Before Ellen could get to the tent, the girl was screaming like a banshee again.

She came out to the beach below the tent and saw Ralph's slowly bobbing ass in the morning sun. 

"What am I going to do with you two? I thought last night was special, I didn't expect it to continue this morning," she complained, knowing it wasn't true. The only reply from the sweaty couple was Ralph's moaning and Cindy's passionate squeals "Well I'm going to make coffee and breakfast for ME! You two can get your own!" she yelled and stormed off to the Coleman stove.

Ellen endured the girls screams and post orgasmic sobs for another thirty minutes while she prepared her breakfast. Ralph was the first to show life. 

"Good morning dear, I trust you slept well. I see you got your balls drained again," Ellen said as she greeted her haggard but glowing husband. 

"I just couldn't resist--I mean, she was lying there when I woke up, stroking her pubes. You know how I am in the mornings, and you were gone," he replied, a little embarrassed. 

"Well, you lasted almost an hour this time, what's your secret?" she said, a little cold. 

"I found a tube of that stuff you got for numbing insect bites and put it on my cock. It worked," he replied as he stole a piece of bacon and headed for the surf. Cindy, following the smell of food, walked slowly to her Aunt very contritely. 

"Well, we certainly have a glow in our cheeks this morning, don't we, dear," Ellen observed, somewhat miffed at her behavior. 

"I'm sorry about this morning Aunt Ellen. I guess things got a little out of control. I've never cum with a man before. Uncle Ralph just kept going and it got better and better. I started having orgasms I didn't think was possible, if you know what I mean," Cindy said as she started to cry. 

"Honey, your bottom may be snug, but it's not water proof. Please don't let it drain while I'm eating," Ellen observed, looking at the blobs of cum clinging to her thigh. 

"You also smell like a whorehouse on Sunday morning. Please go for a swim--away from your Uncle if you don't mind," Ellen requested, as the girl hit the surf. Since saltwater and raw flesh didn't mix well, Cindy was squealing and back on the beach quickly.

Ellen fixed them both breakfast, and they ate in silence. Cindy was moving slow and carefully but managed to clear the table and wash the utensils. Ralph went to the Lady Finger to see about some equipment. Ellen policed the camp area and did some needed washing and housekeeping. By mid day, the ladies got together to tour the island. Several varieties of fruit and some vegetables were discovered. Ellen found a shallow cave with a tiny fresh water spring.

Chapter 4

On board the Lady Finger, Ralph found a loose wire in the back of the marine radio. When he connected it, the static cleared up and he could send and receive messages. After some thought about his last evening and the pleasure he had this morning, he disconnected the wire and shut it off, after he got a weather report. He managed to get the LORAN working again and discovered his manual calculations were short by about sixty miles. Still, he thought that wasn't too bad, considering he'd only used a sextant once before.

The women were excited when he came ashore. They couldn't wait to tell him about all they had discovered. He took some of the spring water and ran it through a test kit on the Lady Finger but found no bacteria in it. He and Ellen moved the campsite to the mouth of the cave while Cindy gathered fruits. The cave was several hundred yards inland and would be better protected from the weather.

After lunch, Ellen stretched out under an oak to nap, while Cindy and Ralph decided to follow the beach around the island. Ralph loved the nudist life style, but it was almost impossible to hide sexual thoughts. They had not gone two hundred yards when his cock started getting hard. He tried to think of other things, beside his beautiful Niece, but it kept growing until it was standing up.

"Why Uncle Ralph! You didn't want to walk around the island! You just wanted to take me down the beach so Aunt Ellen couldn't hear my screams. You just want to ravage my tender bottom again, don't you?" Cindy said, smiling upon seeing her Uncle's erection. 

"Well, I guess it's obvious. The thought crossed my mind. You're right. Once we're out of range I plan to put a few more blisters on your cunt," Ralph replied with a snicker as he took her hand. 

"Gosh, you're making me tingle all over, Uncle Ralph. Part of me says I should run back to camp and medicate my crotch, but the part between my legs is too hot and wet to care" she observed, feeling the wetness build in her loins. 

He lifted her into his arms and laid her in the shade of several palms, just past the turn of the beach. His steel hard penis entered her as his tongue slipped in her mouth. Cindy could feel her pussy working on the huge slow-moving invader, but felt sure he'd used the numbing salve since he was showing a lot of control. She knew she was in for another long fucking. The young blond squeezed her Uncle's shoulders tight as the goose bumps climbed her tummy to her nipples. The girl could feel the wonderful fire building in her pelvis as the giant cock maintained its rhythm. The first explosion hit her and she shook like a fish out of water. The second was big and really curled her toes as she screamed. The third one seemed to lift her off the sand causing a loss of consciousness for a moment. 

When Ellen arose, she discovered she was alone in the camp. A note was found on the tent door saying her companions were taking a walk around the island. As she strolled to the beach to do the same, she heard a faint but familiar scream on the South breeze.

Ellen stayed off the beach as she went south. It wasn't long before she saw Ralph's bobbing butt under the shade of a palm tree. She moved in as close as she dared to watch the lusting couple. Cindy's big screams were lasting longer and she suspected the girl was starting to pass out with some of them. She was digging her heels in the sand, squeezing his neck and screaming when the orgasmic waves hit her. 

"Oh Uncle Ralph fuck me, fuck me, fuck the shit out of me and don't ever stop!" Cindy continued to squeal and wriggle. 

Ellen knew her Niece's tender pussy must be chaffed and raw by now, but knew the girl's addiction to Ralph's lovemaking was too strong to make her care. After watching them for some time she returned to the cave and slept.

"Hey, sleepyhead! You missed a nice walk on the beach," Ralph said as he jostled Ellen awake. "Did you two go all the way--around the island?" asked Ellen, observing the matted pubes and inflamed head on his penis. 

"Yes, and there's a lagoon on the far end with beautiful blue water. You can see the coral on the bottom, it's so clear," Cindy replied, walking much slower now. 

"Gee. I'm sorry I didn't go. I may take that walk after dinner," Ellen said, seeing the girl's very raw bottom as she drank from the spring. 

"OK, Gang, we've got to have a talk about how we're going to live on this island," Ellen offered, as she stood and stretched. 

"What do you mean, Aunt Ellen? We have everything we need; food; water; shelter . . . " 

"And sex, dear. That's what we need to discuss. I know you two enjoyed each other today; a blind person could smell you. You're badly chaffed and your Uncle's cock is red," she interrupted. 

"You're right, Aunt Ellen, we did it all around the island. It just seemed so natural. We wanted each other," Cindy confessed. 

"I admit I'm in lust with her, Ellen, but I need you more now than ever. How do you feel we should handle this?" Ralph said sincerely.

"Well, wearing clothes and making rules isn't the answer. Ralph, we are no longer just a couple; we're a threesome until we get out of here. We eat together; sleep together and make love together. If anyone has a better idea, I'm listening," Ellen replied while getting the Coleman ready for cooking. Cindy and Ralph agreed to the arrangement, without comment.

Everyone was quiet through supper until Cindy asked if she was supposed to sleep in the middle. The comment broke the ice and they all laughed. Three slept together that evening but without sex. When Cindy awoke the next morning, Ellen was well into a blow job on Ralph. The girl felt as though she was intruding, in spite of the agreement, and rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. Ralph put his hand around her neck as Ellen slipped her fingers between the girls legs. He gently pulled his Niece next to him and kissed her, giving Ellen a shorter reach to her clit. 

Between her Uncle's tongue and Aunt's fingers she was wide awake now. She returned his kiss. As she worked her tongue in his mouth, she was pleasantly startled by Ellen's tongue in her cunt. Between his kisses and nipple sucking and Ellen's mouth, she started cumming quickly. 

His cock was very hard now, so Ellen straddled him and rode it while Cindy licked and played with his balls and her Aunt's cunt. Ralph couldn't stand this long and was soon cuming, as his Niece licked the cum off his scrotum. Ellen laid back between his legs with his cock still in her. Cindy sat above her Uncle's face, leaned forward and licked her Aunt's full cunt.

After an hour of lovemaking, the trio was ready for a swim and breakfast. Cindy couldn't get over how relaxed and happy her Aunt was this morning, she hummed throughout breakfast. Later, the ladies gathered fruit while Ralph tried his hand at fishing. 


Cindy and Ellen went aboard the Lady Finger that afternoon to pick up some items. While looking for a pencil, Cindy noticed the loose wire behind the radio and called her Aunt. Ellen reattached the important wire as the radio came to life. The women looked at each other for a moment and started laughing. Cindy was still laughing as Ellen disconnected the wire and hugged her beautiful Niece. 

Ralph was later asked about the obvious loose wire and blushed. 

"I--I just wanted to stay here forever, I guess. I'm sorry. Having an island to run naked on was always a dream of mine, but with you and Cindy here too, I just couldn't bring myself to call for a rescue," he said as he cleaned a fish. 

"I disconnected the wire, Ralph. Cindy and I feel the same way, at least for a while," Ellen said as they all embraced.

About a month later a young radio operator aboard a Bahamian Coast Guard Cutter got a distress call. The caller requested a supply drop and a tow to the nearest port. The coordinates were in mid ocean, but the Captain ordered the drop and plotted a course for the caller's phantom island. 

Three weeks later the Lady Finger docked at a very welcome slip in the Port of Miami. The news media, Coast Guard officials and Cindy's happy Mom and brother were waiting at the dock to greet the dark tanned crew. 




The Cruise



"My god girl, you must have stayed in your bikini the whole time!" her Mom said upon seeing her tanned daughter. No one but the crew of the Lady Finger thought her comment was funny.



The Cruise



It had been a year of hell. What I thought was a marriage made in heaven turned out to be purgatory. My knight in shining armour took a shine to anything that had a skirt on.... and I tended to wear slacks. After finding that his conquests included my secretary, I went from being very, very married to very, very single, and she went to being very, very fired. Trouble was, I couldn't get that married thing out of my head, and love wasn't just around the corner, it was two years behind me. I was in the doldrums, the Bermudan Triangle of relationships.

When my friend Donna asked me to go on a cruise with her, I said no. My friends prodded, encouraged, and even nagged, so I finally said yes out of self defence. I believe my year of hell was made complete when Donna had to back out at the last moment because of a business situation, and I was once again dumped. 

In this frame of mind you can imagine how I felt when my friends still insisted that I go. They informed me that it was quite often that single people went and shared a room with someone they didn't know. It would be an adventure they said. I'd have fun they said. "Alright for God's sake leave me alone, I'll go already", I cried. And so I went on a cruise. 

The ship was a floating palace, with every luxury you could wish for. My cabin was more like a suite, as Donna was a big wheel in the travel business, and every crew member I met couldn't be nicer. I should have been happy, but I wasn't. I sat despondently on the porthole bunk waiting for some woman who would probably bore me to tears, dreading the two weeks ahead, and wishing I was anywhere but where I was. When my cabin mate breezed in I was in such a funk, I noticed nothing except that she seemed to have lots of baggage. Well so did I, but mine wasn't the type you took on a cruise.

"Hi, I'm Terry," a voice said, a manicured hand offered in greeting. I could not help but notice that her hands and nails were perfect, and her skin a soft olive that showed no blemish. As I looked up I saw an attractive brunette about my own age with a smile that made even me feel a bit better. 

"Diane," I replied and took the offered hand. Her grip was surprisingly firm. After the separation I hit the weights, I think out of anger, and my usually fit body became more powerful. But her grip still matched mine.

"Oh come on, it can't be all that bad," she said, as she started to unpack. " Besides which, this is the start of the rest of your life, so what went on before doesn't matter."

"You're right," I replied," so I guess then it's ok that I've already picked my bunk." 

"What, oh sure, less chance of me tumbling when I come home from a champagne filled night at the Captain's table," she shot back at me.

We both laughed, and I thought, well at least she won't bore me, so maybe it won't be so bad after all. I joined her in unpacking, and we chatted about the ship, the crew, how varied the passengers were in age and style, and who looked to be single and who looked to be together.

My spirits started to rise, but they took a bit of a tumble when Terry asked "So how come someone as cute as you is on a cruise by herself?" I was about to answer when she continued, "Don't say that you got discarded like I did, well buggar him, I'm going to have fun anyway." I mumbled something about friend.. couldn't come...everyone said go.. but Terry was already on to the fun seeking part of the trip.

"Let me have a look at you. Well you're a little bigger than me, gorgeous body, but I think it'll work. Yes, it will." she said as she held blouses, scarves and sundresses up against me. "Our wardrobes have just doubled. With you being a blond, and me dark, they'll never know if we swap outfits. We'll be the envy of every stiff married bitch on board." I couldn't help but laugh at her outrageous attitude, and my spirits once again rose.

The first few nights were pleasant, if uneventful. I didn't become the life of the party, but I wasn't in a funk either. For her part, Terry seemed content to occasionally flirt, but spend most of her time with me. We certainly didn't want for attention! I thought only married people and spinsters went on these trips! There were some attractive guys there, but apart from the occasional dance, I didn't have much to do with them.

On the fourth night out, we were invited to the Captain's table for dinner, and Terry, of course was matched with the Captain, while I was seated next to a very attractive senior officer. Knowing that they had to be on their best behavior loosened me up quite a bit, and I enjoyed every glass of champagne and wine that was poured for me. The captain's name was Ben and the officer that I was finding more and more attractive as the evening wore on, was Bob. Ben and Bob, the fabulous duo, ready to sweep us off our feet. After the band finished playing I was ready for more, so I asked to be shown the sights up on deck, with more than a sea breeze on my mind. 

Bob was charming, and as we walked hand in hand, I felt the effects of all the booze wear off, (or so I thought) and I was feeling very romantic. It seemed only natural to turn to Bob and fold myself in his arms and kiss him. At that moment I actually felt like I was falling in love. Oh, the power of a sea cruise. Bob gently kissed me back, and I felt him harden as he pressed into me. I was so horny, after no sex for so long, that I couldn't help reaching to feel his now very hard cock.

"Oh, you feel so good Bob, kiss me harder". His mouth covered mine, and I felt his tongue slide into me, and gently caress mine. I began to stroke him, and felt him respond. "I think we need to go to my cabin now", I whispered into his neck.

I felt him pull away from me. " Oh God, I can't do that," he said.

"Wha.." I blurted out. "You can't what!"

"I can't go to your cabin with you. Look Diane you're gorgeous, but I'm an officer on this ship, and Ben asked me to look after you, he said you'd had a tough time of it, and I'm sorry, I got carried away, and I shouldn't have.'

My humiliation was complete when he said "I hope we can still be friends, but I think I should go now".

As he pecked me on the cheek, then turned and left, I felt my face flush from embarrassment, then anger, then embarrassment again. First fucking man I've let my guard down to, and this one wants to be a shining knight, right when that's the last thing I need. I gathered myself together, and stumbled back to my empty cabin, and sat there fuming till Terry arrived home about an hour and a half later, complete with mussed hair and lipstick, and a shit eating grin on her face.

"Oh God I'm so horny," she exclaimed," I haven't petted so hard without something happening since High School".

That actually made me feel better to think she'd been stopped in her tracks too. " So Ben wouldn't come through, Huh. Men are such bastards!"

"No, no, you've got it wrong, I wouldn't come through", Terry replied, for the first time on the trip being very earnest. "My husband may have ditched me for a business trip, but I will only take my fun so far. Poor Ben, he's probably in his cabin now, desperately trying to relieve himself. No, if anyone is a bastard, it's me."

I think at that moment I felt more depressed than I had in the last two years. I started to sob. I was angry, sad and horny, all at the same time. I felt Terry come and sit beside me on the bed, but I didn't want to be comforted, I wanted to revel in my misery, so I lashed out at her, and nearly knocked her off the bed. Instead of stopping, she grabbed me, and the two of us started to wrestle. 

As we fought I could feel the strength of her body, and smell her hint of sweat and excitement. Despite myself, the horniness was starting to take over, and I abruptly gave in. My body was in lust, and I was in a place where I could make a very big fool of myself, not to mention sailing in uncharted waters, to use a nautical term. 

Terry, however, thought my reasons for stopping were different, and she began to comfort me again, lightly caressing my neck and hair. I couldn't help but snuggle into her, and when she kissed my forehead, I turned my face up to hers, looked her straight in the eyes, and kissed her. The kiss was gentle , and despite my horniness, and the strangeness of the situation, it felt quite natural to continue.

Terry stopped her comforting, slowly pulled away, looked at me with puzzled eyes, and then smothered my mouth with hers. If Bob made me feel good, Terry took me to heaven. She started to feel my breasts, and alternated from kissing me, first gently then passionately, to nibbling my neck. She undressed me slowly, with not a hint of nervousness, with an "Oh God" accompanying each touch and caress. I tried to undress her, but she said "No, just wait." When I was down to just my panties, she stood up, went and locked the still unlocked cabin door, and stood in front of me.

She started to undress with her eyes not leaving mine. "If you want me, take off your panties, and make love to yourself, while I get ready to make love to you."

She started to sensually take off each article of clothing, making every move a little ceremony, and her eyes never left mine, until I slowly slipped off my panties, and placed my hand beside my mound, and inched it over towards my clit. I could have come at any time, and we weren't even touching each other! I started to finger myself as she continued undressing, and she paused from time to time to touch herself as well, as she finally moved her eyes from mine to watch me pleasure myself. When she stood naked in front of me, she looked so beautiful and sexy that I started fucking myself faster with my fingers, and I could feel my body start to lose control as a giant orgasm took over.

Terry started to rub her fingers in and out of her pussy as well, and hoarsely whispered to me, "Fuck yourself, Diane, fuck yourself, make yourself come, oh my God, you look so beautiful.'

That sent me over the top, and I felt myself come in waves of ecstasy. The strange thing was that after coming I felt even hornier. I looked at Terry, and said, "I've fucked myself, and now I want to fuck you." Terry moaned, and threw herself on top of me, kissing me more passionately, and more aggressively than I had ever been kissed before. It felt wonderful! I could feel her pussy grinding into mine as though I had a cock, and she wanted it in her as far as it would go. If it was possible, she started to kiss me even harder. She intertwined her legs around mine, and I swear I could feel her clit against my pussy as she began to buck.

"Fuck me Diane, please fuck me, I'm going to come, you're going to make me come, oh fuck me." I felt her body quicken in intensity and then go rigid, and my desire soared again. Even as the shudders in her body started to subside, I knew I needed to taste her, and I needed to taste her now. I slid down her body, planting little kisses as I went, until I reached the Holy Grail. She smelled and looked wonderful. I was entranced. Was I as beautiful as this, I wondered. It was a journey of discovery that I didn't want to stop. I just lay there looking at her.

"I'm sorry," I heard her say, "do you want to stop?"

"No, I want to do this," and as I said that I took her in my mouth, all of her, as much as I could, then I started to pleasure every fraction of that wonderful place, doing everything to her that I had ever dreamed of happening to me. I felt her moaning, and writhing in time to my kisses. She kept moving, her movements as sinuous and sexy as it's possible to be, until she exploded again.

She sat up with tears in her eyes, and said to me, "Now it's your turn. I'm going to do everything to you that you did to me, and if it's half as good, you're gonna' love it!"

She kissed her way down my stomach, as I had done to her, and then I felt her mouth on me, and it was like nothing I had felt before. "I think you did this," she said as she nibbled at me gloriously, " and I think you did this, and I know I liked this." My orgasm didn't so much explode, as it was like a wave that went on and on towards a distant shore. I know I screamed out, but what I said I don't know. We both ended up with tears in our eyes, and then we started to laugh.

"That was so incredibly good, I can't believe it," said Terry, "have you done that often before?"

"Never," I said, "how about you?"

"First time rookie," she said, "but I think, a darn good one by the way you were screaming." This started us laughing again, and as I moved to my own bunk, we lay there and talked about what we had done until we went to sleep, dreaming blissfully.

I awoke with a start as I heard Terry in the head, and I felt panic, and dread about what we had done. All my fears quickly faded as Terry breezed out with a "Good Morning Sunshine, God you even look sexy in the morning." She then leaned over and gave me a slightly more than friendly kiss, which immediately got me feeling wet. I guess it was all ok.

The rest of the cruise was a dream. Both Terry and I would flirt and enjoy the company of our fellow passengers and crew, and were thought of as great company for whatever was going on. And if we flirted a little too much, and got a little too horny, then the real fun started back in our cabin. I managed to forgive Bob, and even make his cruise special, but as good as he was, it was Terry that really made my juices flow.

When it was time to say goodbye, we promised to keep in touch, and maybe we will. Terry said it was great to have so much fun, be so satisfied, and still be faithful to her husband, at least in a fashion. "I think I may tell him about our little adventures. That'll get his juices flowing, especially when I tell him what you looked like. Besides, you never know where things will lead, do you?" Terry had that twinkle in her eye that meant trouble (along with a lot of fun) for someone! For myself I didn't know what was over the horizon, but I knew, as I said goodbye to my new friend and lover, that my horizons were certainly broadened. The cruise was ending, but my life was beginning.



The Cruise



First let me tell you about ourselves I am a 40 year old married woman Blonde hair, blue eyes my husband Jeff is a 42 years old. We have been married for 21 years and completely monogamous to each other. Jeff purchased a European cruise for our anniversary and we were leaving 1 week after our son-started college. It was going to be a restart our marriage trip. The first time in 17 years we had taken a trip without the kids. 

I started dieting and exercising because I wanted to look great on the cruise and I knew all the sinful indulgences on a cruise trip would tempt me. I lost 15 pounds and bought several new dresses that were more daring than I have worn in years. I looked really nice I thought and my girlfriend Karen said I was really looking great. 

We flew to Spain and were scheduled to leave at noon the next day. We crashed at the hotel exhausted from the flight. About 5:00 AM the next day Jeff woke me up by caressing my back we fell into each other’s arms and made love. We took our time and he climaxed into my pussy. We lay together until his cock slipped out of my dripping pussy. 

We arrived at the docks and got into our stateroom that afternoon. I was amazed by the service and the luxury of the cruise liner. We had an ocean-facing stateroom. The cruise schedule was hectic for the first few hours with some drills and unpacking. I learned that Jeff had signed me up for a luxury spa package this week. After we set sail I headed to the spa to learn what was involved. I was introduced to the staff and my personal assistant for the cruise Wendy. She explained that I would get a free hair service, 2 massages, Manicure and pedicure and a waxing. I was in heaven I scheduled my massage for the next day and set out to find Jeff and thank him for this trip. I pulled Jeff out of the card/game room and down to our suite. I told him along how happy I was to be his wife and lover and that he was the best husband in the world. We got to the room and I pulled his pants down and swallowed his cock in my mouth I licked and sucked the head and gripped the shaft firmly at the base. Feeling his cock throb with excitement I started pumping his shaft Jeff gently held my hair back and watched his shaft thrust in my mouth. Jeff began to warn me that he was getting close and he of course knew that I didn’t like the taste of come. Well I was feeling like this guy deserved a treat for his love and understanding over the years and continued my sucking till his cock erupted into my mouth I gasped and swallowed him deeply enjoying the feeling of his pulsing cock in my mouth. Jeff lifted me up and kissed my cum soaked mouth in a deep French kiss. We shared his cum. I was almost dripping with excitement but we had to get to dinner in about 15 minutes. 

We talked and joked with our table guests during dinner and I was squirming in my seat waiting for the evening to end so Jeff could fuck my wet pussy. We finished dinner and walked around the balconies of the ship talking about our lives and what we love about each other. Jeff mentioned that he was amazed about me opening up sexually earlier and how he appreciated my oral talents I told him that he tasted better than I remembered and he might get more of that type of service. Actually this was the first time I could remember enjoying his cum in my mouth and how excited I was to make him so happy. We made love again in the stateroom that evening Jeff took me doggy style and my screams and moans made him climax loudly as well. I woke early and strolled around the deck getting to learn my way around. I noticed several beautiful women topless on the deck getting some sun. I then headed over to the spa and Wendy greeted me and handed me a robe and told me to undress and enter the massage room. 

After the massage Wendy mentioned that next time I was to be nude for a complete massage. I wondered what she meant complete as her hands touched almost every part of my body. I headed back to the stateroom and changed into my new bikini and strolled to the conservative area and started tanning. The massage left me warm and the sun added to the heat from my body. Jeff found me and we talked about my massage and what Wendy might have suggested. Jeff and his wild imagination thought that Wendy was lesbian and wanted to touch my pussy, I tingled at the thought but dismissed it as just a mans fantasy. 

I had the waxing planned for the next day and thought about how smooth my legs would be and I hoped it didn’t hurt too much. I entered the spa again and again Wendy met me and instructed me to undress and meet her. I stripped naked this time and entered the room with my robe on. Wendy asked if I wanted a bikini wax since she could see the faint tan lines. I told her only if it didn’t hurt. Wendy covered my legs with a powder and then started on my pubic area lightly dusting this powder on. I just laid back and relaxed after a few minutes Wendy started the process and it really didn’t hurt that much I guess using the powder allows the wax only to stick to the hair and not the skin. 

Wendy asked if I wanted brazilian or everything in the bikini area. My girlfriend Karen said she had the brazilian once and wished she had everything. Wendy smiled and said I would really like this. It didn’t hurt as bad as I thought but I looked down and Wendy was pulling my pussy lips away from the wax strip, my pussy twitched and Wendy felt the resistance and smiled. I started to get excited about the statement Jeff made and wondered what another woman would be like. Wendy gently removed every hair from my legs, pussy and ass. I was smooth, bald and wetter than ever. Wendy placed her hand on top of my mound and gently brushed her thumb over my hood. My clit was erect and I was mesmerized by how sensitive I was and looked at Wendy and asked her if all the customers got this type of treatment. She replied that the customer always gets what they want and asked if there was anything else I wanted? I was too shocked and excited to reply what I wanted and I slowly started getting up and dressed. I wore my bikini out of the spa and found that even walking made my engorged clit tingle. 

I headed towards the sunbathing area and found Jeff. He wanted to go to the topless area and I quickly agreed. We got up there and the scent of the coconut oil and bronzed skin was very exciting. We found a pair of chairs near one of the couples that we shared dinner with and sat down. She was topless and he had on a speedo they were about 30 pounds overweight but I caught Jeff staring at her tits so I decided to drop my top. Jeff was shocked and I could tell the guy in the speedo liked it because I could see his cock swelling. We had a few drinks and talked about our lives. Then we left to get ready for dinner. After we got to the cabin Jeff said he had never thought his wife would go topless anywhere. I then peeled off my bikini bottoms and he just stared, my clit was so hard and my cunt lips were parted and full of blood. Jeff laid me on the bed and began licking my wet pussy. I started coming right away and Jeff just kept licking my pussy like a puppy lapped water. Jeff asked me to roll over and stick my ass in the air. He then started eating my pussy from behind and grabbing my ass. We got into a 69 and his cock was just throbbing and the head was all wet and shiny. I swallowed his cock and he came in my mouth again. His hard-on never stopped and he mounted me and fucked me hard the sound of him slapping my bald wet pussy caused me to erupt in orgasm my pussy was milking his cock and I never wanted him to stop. Finally he pulled out and came all over my bald mound. Then Jeff surprised me again and ate my wet pussy again. He looked like he had eaten a whole dozen glazed donuts. 

We finally got to dinner late and the other couple mentioned that we looked flushed I responded that we were just running late and hungry for dinner. Again we walked the decks and Jeff mentioned how sexy I was, I told him about Wendy fondling my pussy while I was getting waxed and how exciting that was. Jeff mentioned again that she wanted to eat my bald pussy just like he did. We headed back to the cabin and just fucked and sucked each other Jeff just would just tease me by slowly inserting his cock into my wet pussy and then quickly pulling back out. Then Jeff asked if he could take my virginity? I was wondering what he meant and he responded that there was still one hole that he hadn’t penetrated. My pussy was dripping with excitement but my voice was filled with fear. I told Jeff no way it would hurt too much. Well Jeff positioned himself behind me in the doggy position and inserted a finger in my ass and took his other hand and started rubbing my clit. Well in about 30 seconds my pussy pulsed a stream of clear juice right onto Jeff’s thigh and my asshole started gripping his finger. I had decided that this was going to be exciting and Jeff was going to take my anal virginity. Not tonight though, I asked Jeff to be patient and he would receive a gift before the trip ended. 

Again he pushed his cock into my dripping pussy and thrust hard. I was coming so much that I’m sure the captain could feel the boat rock.

The next morning was the second massage day from Wendy and I couldn’t believe how horny I was when I entered the spa. I went into the room and lay on the table. Wendy entered and asked if I had any problems with the waxing, I said the only problem was my husband barely let me out of the cabin. We laughed and she said that was a great problem to have. She began my massage and spent a long time on my upper thighs and ass saying that I was tense, I agreed and moaned my clit was rubbing against the table. Wendy then used some warm oil on my thighs and ass the oil dripped into my ass crack and I just started coming right in front of another woman. Wendy noticed this and took the opportunity to insert her fingers into my snatch. This sent me over the top and my hips were bucking against her fingers. Wendy asked what made me so excited and I mentioned that I was going to lose my virgin asshole to my hubby. 

She said that this was very exciting and asked if we had lube because without lube it would hurt and I wouldn’t like it as much as I should. Wendy said she would get me ready for my husband. I was shocked when Wendy pulled out an enema bag and proceeded to fill it with water. She said the best way for both of us to enjoy anal sex was for me to be clean. She then inserted the tube into my ass and released the warm water. I was surprised how quickly the water filled my ass. Wendy then asked me to expel in the bathroom. I returned to the room and she had me lay on the table again. Then she had put on a pair of gloves and inserted her lubricated finger into my asshole. I was clenching and thrusting against the table when Wendy explained that I needed to relax in order to really enjoy the fucking my husband was going to give my ass. I started to settle down then Wendy inserted a second finger in my ass and started a slow fucking motion. I couldn’t believe how wet my pussy was and my clit was fully extended from it’s hood. I gushed on the massage table and Wendy said I should be ready for my husband now. I was ready but it was for Wendy. I started to kiss her full on the lips and she responded we shared a very hot sensual French kiss I was amazed how soft and our lips felt together Wendy moved down and inserted her tongue into my pussy. I came right there and started pulling up her white dress. She didn’t have any panties on and her pussy had a small barbell stud right above her clit. I licked and sucked her pussy till she started squirming. All I could think is this is why Jeff is always between my thighs. I was exploring her folds with my tongue and the juice was just heavenly. Her clit was as hard as a pea and she was bald as me. I came up for air and we kissed again I was just about ready to give up men altogether when Wendy finally broke off the kiss and said it was time to find Jeff. 

I walked out of the spa determined to find my husband and have him put his cock in my ass. 

I found him on a deck talking to our friends from dinner and just walked right up and said excuse me but he promised to fuck me in the ass today and I grabbed his hand and marched right to our room. Jeff was walking with a huge bulge in his trunks and when we got to the cabin I ripped off my clothes and told him to lay down on the bed. I climbed on top of him and he spread my ass apart and I grabbed his hard cock and slowly impaled my ass onto his hot cock. I was struggling to get that cock head deeper into my ass then Jeff started cumming and the added lubrication from his hot cum was all I needed to get him buried deep into my ass. I was in heaven Jeff started lifting up slowly and soon we were just thrusting and fucking like crazy. Jeff and I both collapsed in the bed my pussy lips were just swollen and pink. Jeff went down on me and sucked on the lips It felt soo good and I said he was almost as good as Wendy. I started cumming all over his face and he just kept at it. Later after a hot shower we talked about my experience and I said it was a one time event. 

We left the cruise ship me dressed in a very short sun dress without panties and Jeff was holding me tight ready to start living a wild and crazy life.



The Cruise



(slut wife, group sex, pissing, lesbian, animals)

All characters in this story are entirely fictitious and bear no resemblance to any person living or dead.

We had been talking about doing something daring for ages. Having been married for 12 years with two children, and both knocking 40, if we were ever to experiment, now was the time.

Anyway, after talking about it, and having countless wonderful steamy sex sessions thinking about it (which I usually started), it was my wife Leanne who did the deed. She hopped on the 'net, surfed around swinger sites and found something she thought would fit the bill.

She booked us on a "nude cruise" in the Mediterranean for five days. Over several email enquiries she established that:





The Cruise



He met her on a cruise ship. He was there with his wife, she with her husband and children. Each day, she would take her children to the Day Camp aboard the ship. They loved the activities and would be cared for and occupied for up to ten hours each day. This, to her, was the best part of the package. They had purchased an all-inclusive family package. She told her husband, this was the get-away they needed. The children would have a life-time experience, and they could have a second honeymoon, without the guilt of leaving the children behind. 

She also knew that she would be meeting someone there. Her "on-line" lover had arranged a second honeymoon as well. He and his wife were older than she, and there were no children along to complicate things. They had shared pictures over the years, and had come to know each other quite well. They had shared the ups and downs of their lives openly with each other. This trip had been planned for two years. They knew the biggest obstacle would be to look casual when they found each other. They had read and re-read the brochure to make sure they knew the ship's layout and schedule. Then they had to convince each spouse into doing something apart that first day, to allow them to meet, alone. 

Dennis was there with his wife. They had been married for over 30 years, and life was good, but dull. He found that he liked to send e-mails to women over the Internet. It was harmless, he always said. Nothing could ever come of it. Nameless, faceless women who like to share sexy little lies and stories with him. That was how it started and how he expected it to stay. Then he wrote an e-mail to Arlene. He reply was intriguing. He wrote her again and soon they were sending the sexiest e-mails to one another. Often, in between the stories, they would ask intimate questions to each other. It was surprising to them, that each would have the nerve to ask such questions, but they felt an immediate ease with each other. 

Surprising too, to each of them, was that open and honest answers came back, no matter how intimate the question. But the biggest surprise of all was that with each answer a connection was forming. They seemed to be on a wavelength that was only for them. He dressed as a cowboy on the weekends, doing Wild West re-enactments, she had always had a crush on cowboys. Every topic was like that. Their connection grew into something that could no longer be constrained by e-mail, they would have to meet. The distance between them was so great, that there would be no way to make a trip to the other's home state. And middle ground was too distant and unappealing as well. The family responsibilities would prevent their being together even more. So they decided on a cruise. 

The ship departed from the dock and each was a study in self-control. Each was trying desperately to look casual, while still trying to glance for their secret lover. She, Arlene, had unpacked their belongings in the state room and took the kids for a trip around the boat. Her husband made it as far as the outdoor pool, where he said he was fatigued and would stake out a lounge chair. He pretended, unsuccessfully, not to notice all the bikini clad girls around and in the pool. Arlene allowed him this little pleasure. Maybe the view would spark his interest in her again. It had been exactly 4 months since he made love to her. She kept track.

Dennis and his wife toured the boat as soon as it was out to sea. His wife was not doing well, her motion sickness was quickly apparent. She had brought enough Dramamine to supply everyone on board. After their tour, he suggested she take one and lie down. "But it will knock me out", she complained.

"You take a nap now, and then you'll be ready for the evening's activities", he told her. "Maybe we'll go dancing."

She knew he did not like to dance as much as she did, so the offer sounded good. She also knew she was tired from the trip and the Dramamine would allow her to sleep. "What about you?" she asked.

"I'm thinking it's swim time!" he replied. 

He tanned while she burned in the sun. He swam regularly, and had even competed a few times. This was not out of the ordinary and would keep him busy while she slept. 

"Have fun" she said as she took her pill and laid down. 

Dennis got into his swimsuit, threw a big towel around him and headed for the pool. 

Arlene checked in with the children's activity director. She enrolled her children for the full day programs, starting tomorrow. Today there was a 2-hour tour and fun time for all kids. She asked if they would like to do that, and of course both were jumping up and down with excitement. So she kissed them and said she would meet them when the program was over. She went up to check on her husband. 

He was where she left him poolside. As she approached, she saw him checking out the women in all directions. As she approached, he pretended to be asleep. 

"Wake up, Sleepy-head", she said as she wiggled his foot. "If you want to stay out here, go over there and sit in the shade, so you don't burn."

He was pretty happy with the idea of staying and ogling the girls all afternoon. "What a break!" he thought. Then he decided to give himself some insurance. "But what about you, Hon?"

"I want to get some rest. The kids are busy until 4:00. Do you think I can be undisturbed for a couple of hours?"

"Sure", he said. Both were pleased at the temporary separation.

She walked away and walked around the pool on the way out. Dennis had seen her come in and as she was talking to her husband, he finished his laps and was toweling off as she walked by. She saw him and immediately felt a tingle between her legs. As she walked by, she thought her knees would give out, but she continued on. Dennis dried himself and looked around at the pool area, the ocean, and the sky, then followed in her direction. 

They went to the inside and pressed the elevator button to go down to the staterooms. The doors opened and they stepped in. 

"Which Floor?" he asked.

"Four, please."

The doors closed and they looked at each other, know they were alone, together, for the first time. He opened his arm and she rushed into them. They kissed, but held their eyes open, looking at each other and feeling the passion growing that had been fermenting for all these years.

The doors opened and they walked hand in hand to her room. She handed him her key. He opened the door and they stepped inside and closed the door. She threw the deadbolt as they reached for each other again. Their tongues met and they kissed long and deep. After several kisses, they finally broke apart. 

"Finally!" he sighed. 

She pulled him by his hand to the bed. "I need you. I need you inside me. Please." she implored.

He had tried to be the gentleman but he was losing the fight. He lifted her jersey over her head as she kicked off her sandals. She was pulling his trunks off as he tried to lower her shorts. They collided. Stopping, they looked at each other and laughed. 

He stood up, she finished removing his trunks, allowing his member to stand out and up. She was about to take it into her mouth when he held her arm, and had her stand up. Gently he removed her shorts and panties. Her arousal was apparent to his eyes and nose. He wanted to throw her on the bed and bury his face in her mound, but he stood up and laying a hand on her shoulder, gently guided her back on to the bed. 

There were so many things they had promised each other that they would do, should they ever get together. There were so many ways they wanted to take each other. But this time, this first time, had to be more than lust. 

As she laid back on the bed, he moved beside her and taking her head in his hand, he moved her face to his, and said "I love you."

Tears were welling in her eyes and starting to overflow and make their way down the sides of her face. 

He kissed her. They broke, and looked at each other, and while looking into the soul of each other, he kissed her again and moved on top of her. She opened her legs. They were still kissing as he maneuvered his manhood to her opening. With a tiny movement toward each other, he slipped into her. They moved their heads back and looked at each other again, as he moved and she allowed him to enter her completely. She had taken his full length, and felt the warmth from her pussy spread all over her body. 


She wrapped her arms and her legs around him. She never wanted this to end. She held him tightly, not even allowing him to move inside her. She was kissing him all over his face. Then the passion overtook her and she started bucking. He began to thrust in and out of her. Years of tormented pent-up desire were about to be fulfilled. They held each other while they slammed into each other. 

"Ooooooohhhhh god, yes, yes", she hissed as the fires of her passion and orgasm engulfed her.

He plunged into her one last, hard time, as deep as he could go. He exploded into her. 

They held themselves like that and slowly relaxed. It was only then that he felt her breasts on his chest. He knew he must be heavy on her and started to prop himself up with his arms. 

"No," she said, "I want to feel you on me."

They stayed together like that for a while and finally, they knew they would have to go back to the real world. But they knew they had made love, and nothing before it could match what they had just experienced. 

They quickly reviewed their plans and schedules. They had 6 more days and nights to enjoy each other and to experience all they had dreamed about and written stories about. This was definitely their personal "Love Boat".

End of Chapter One.

Give me comments if you want to hear about the rest of the cruise.



The Cruise



In one breath, he blew out all of the 18 candles on his birthday cake. Today was his day to shine. After his friends and family had wished him a happy birthday, and he had opened all of his gifts, he decided that today would mark the day of a new chapter in his life. 

Before today, he had dated a few girls casually, but since he lived in the South he only had the luck of only getting to date the religious ones who wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of claiming himself a man. It’s not like he was ugly or anything, or that he had anything wrong with him—the girls were just too immature. It was almost as if they were listening to the voice of their preacher in the back of their heads, hearing him say “God will send you to hell and let you live a life of internal damnation and hellfire if you commit the mortal sins of the flesh.” 

But John had enough of those girls. I mean plenty of girls were willing to sleep with him; they were just the ugly ones that no one wanted to touch. They would hang around the pool where John was a lifeguard and just stare at his well-toned body and muscular frame. He had been a lifeguard for the past three summers— his piercing blue eyes, sun kissed hair, and chiseled features accented his tanned body. 

He had to admit the past summers were fun. Although he really wasn’t fond of the Southern girl look, the annoying accent, or the fact that he couldn’t tell if they were inbred, he always got a thrill when he caught the girls staring at his body and touching themselves, pretending to adjust their bikinis. He also was flattered when the gay guys asked him for help getting something which had fallen in the water, and then staring at his ass when he dove in to get it. He was used to having people act like he was a piece of meat. But now it was his turn. He was ready to leave this place called the South and try and find himself a woman, or women, so that he could experience the pleasures of the pussy. 

It was the summer before college, and he had gotten his 18th birthday wish; he was going to take a cruise to the Caribbean by himself. John had never been on a cruise before, let alone by himself. His friends were supposed to go with him, but they couldn’t find the money to pay for the tickets. John’s ticket was nonrefundable, so his parents told him he could go alone. 

*****

When he boarded the ship, he looked around at the layout—the awesome views of the ocean were only heightened by the bikini clad women already sprawled out by the pool. He checked into his stateroom, put his bags down, and started unpacking his stuff. He was so excited about his trip he couldn’t contain himself. As the boat started out, he decided to go and check out the other passengers he had seen gracing the pool. 

As he stripped off his clothes, he was thinking about some of the girls he saw get on the boat. Just thinking about them made his dick begin to harden and thicken. His hand brushed against his growing cock as he slid out of his pants. He just couldn’t contain himself. He kept thinking about this one girl who got on the boat with her family. He just remembered her turning to meet his gaze for a split second, smiling as she picked up her bags and walked away. John slowly stroked his cock, as he undressed her with his mind. He worked off his underwear and lay down on the bed, picking up speed and rhythm as his cock secreted pre-cum. It felt so good, and it would feel even better inside that girl’s sweet pussy. He started moaning with pleasure, as his hips writhed with uncontrollable desire. He touched his balls and could feel his cock filling with cum, as he lay there stroking his dick. He gasped a last breath before he came, the momentary bliss of the orgasm leaving him paralyzed for a split second.



He slowly got up and walked to the bathroom, where he washed himself off. He pulled on his swim trunks over his semi-erect dick, found his beach towel, and headed out to the pool. It was time to go and experience life.

John went up on the deck and looked over to one of the pools. He couldn’t get over how big the ship was. The cabana bars surrounding the pools, the large water slide, and the hot tubs, all made John’s youthful heart race with excitement. He walked over to the edge of the pool, and found himself an empty lounge chair and laid down. 

There were little kids playing with their parents in the kiddy section of the pool and middle aged people having tropical looking drinks, as they flirted with the bar staff. John just laid back and closed his eyes letting the sun bask his body with its rays. 

“Sir, would you care for something to drink?” one of the cabana boys asked him.

“What’s that? Oh no, thank you. I am fine for now,” John responded, noticing that the young man was staring at his crotch instead of looking at him in the eye.

“Fucking homo,” John thought as the cabana boy walked away, looking disappointed. “I guess I just can’t escape some things,” he mused.

As he went to close his eyes again to evade the glaring sun, he noticed the girl he saw when he first boarded the ship coming to the pool with her family. She was so fucking hot, especially in her black bikini. Her straight brown hair fell slightly below her shoulders; her perky breasts accentuated by her olive skin tone. 

“Shit,” John thought, “they are coming over here!” 

Her little brother ran over and plopped down in the lounge chair next to John, shouting, “Mom, I claim this seat,” and giggled like the little pest that he was. The little boy put on his flippers and snorkel and was about to jump in the pool.

“David, get over here right now! You forgot to put on your swimmies,” said the little urchin’s mother, who had put her bags down next to John. But John wasn’t paying attention to the kid and his mom, because the girl of his dreams was standing in front of his lounge chair, her tight round ass right in his direct line of vision. He couldn’t stop thinking about all the things he wanted to do to her. Unexpectedly, she turned around, smiled, and mouthed a silent, “Hi.” She turned again and dove into the pool. Her little brother, David, jumped in after her shouting something about searching for a giant octopus. 

John thought for a moment. “What should he do? Should he dive in after her? Should he stay where he was seated?”

“Honey, can you watch your brother? I am going to go get a drink from the bar with your father.” 

“Okay, Mom,” the hottie answered.

“Damn,” John thought, “her voice was so sexy.” It didn’t have that annoying Southern twang that he was used to from back home. 

“Hey, David, I am going to get out and lay out for a while. Will you be okay by yourself?” the girl asked her little brother.

“Sure, Cally, I’m still looking for a big octopus.”

“Her name is Cally,” John thought excitedly, “That’s not a bad name. I mean at least it’s not like Bertha.” As John was thinking about her name, he noticed Cally getting out of the pool. Her breasts glistened in the sunlight, as her wet bathing suit clung to her body. Her nipples showed through the nylon bathing suit, and he could almost make out the slit of her pussy, as she walked toward the direction of the lounge chair next to him. 

“Hey there,” Cally said as she looked at John, “Do you mind helping me? I need to put on some sunscreen but I can’t really reach my back.”

John couldn’t believe she was talking to him. She leaned over from her seat on the lounge chair, and was handing over a bottle of SPF 15 sunscreen before he could even sit up and say “Sure.” 

“So what’s your name?” he asked as he got up and sat on the edge of her chair, where she had laid down on her stomach.

“Oh, I’m Cally, and that’s my little brother Dave.” 

John squirted the sunscreen in his palms and warmed it before massaging it onto her back. 

“What’s your name?” she asked.

“My name’s John.” She cocked her head up at him, and looked at him in the eyes. His dick jumped in excitement.

“So where are you from John? Are you here with your family or what?” 

John rubbed Cally’s lower back and responded, “I’m actually from Alabama. Believe it or not, but I’m here by myself. The cruise ticket was my 18th birthday present from my parents. My friends were actually supposed to come too, but they couldn’t get their acts together. How about you? Why are you here?”

“Well, I am on a family vacation. I’m going off to college next year and my parents think this is the last family vacation I’m going on. Parents are so strange. Hey, do you mind getting the back of my legs too?”

“Sure,” John said. He was enjoying himself way too much to even consider stopping. Her skin was so soft, which complemented her well-toned figure. 

“So, you have a cabin by yourself?”

“Yep,” John replied, as he continued focusing on her legs.

“It must be great to have it all to yourself. I wish I could get away from my family a little bit.”

He had to make his move. “You’re more than welcome to come and hang out with me.”

“Yeah, that would be nice. You know, it’s really surprising isn’t it. There really aren’t that many people who look our age here,” Cally reached behind her and guided John’s hand to her inner thigh, “You missed a spot.”

“Damn,” John thought, “this girl sure is straightforward.”

He couldn’t believe that he was massaging her inner thigh. He was so close to her pussy, and it was driving him wild. His dick was growing in excitement and he was glad his swimsuit gave him lots of room in that area. He just had to touch it though. Pretending to make a mistake, he brushed his hand against her crotch, as he rubbed her leg. He thought he heard her moan, and he yelped out a guilty, “Sorry.”

She turned to look at him again, “Hey don’t worry about it. I trust you.” She smiled seductively and turned back around. 

“Cally, help! Cally my swimmy popped. Cally, help I’m sinking!”

Cally jumped up in her chair and looked out in the pool trying to find her brother. John was already on top of it though. He was diving in after David, before Cally could get out of her chair. Cally ran to the edge of the pool and stood there dumbstruck as the boy she just met grabbed her drowning brother and began swimming him back to safety. John helped David out of the pool, who ran to Cally’s outstretched arms.

As he hugged his big sister, David shouted, “Cally, don’t cry. It’s okay. That boy saved me.” 

John stood at the edge of the pool not knowing what to do. It was always awkward after saving someone. But as any good lifeguard would do, he decided to make sure David was alright.

“Is everything okay, sport?” John asked.

“Yeah! I am going to eat some cookies now! Cally said I could have some.” 

Cally smiled warmly at John and walked with David back to their lounge chair.

“What?” John thought, “Not even a thank you? I swear. People can be so rude sometimes.”

He went back and laid down on his lounge chair trying not to look at Cally and her brother.

No sooner had he lay down and closed his eyes, he felt a hand touch his knee, and slowly move underneath his swim trunks toward his groin. John opened his eyes immediately and sat up.

“John, I just wanted to thank you for saving David like you did.”

It was Cally’s hand which was continuing up his swim trunks toward his growing cock. “I just got so scared, and I froze. I’m so glad you were there for me.” 

As she said these last words, John smiled nervously, as she squeezed the tip of his erect cock.

“Oh, it was nothing,” John laughed uneasily, “I’m a lifeguard back home.”

“Oh, it’s definitely something,” Cally spoke, as she flashed him a mischievous smile, and pulled her hand out of his shorts. “ I want to invite you to the dinner dance thing tomorrow night. You don’t have to let me know now, just give me a call later. My family’s in room 212.” 

Before John could answer, David had come up behind Cally with a cookie in one hand and a full beach bag in another. “Cally, come on. I want to go find mommy and daddy. I’m tired.” 

“Oh alright, David, let’s go. But John, just give me a call or something and let me know.” She grabbed David’s hand and started walking toward the bar to find her parents.

John was spellbound. This girl was a mystery to him. She made so many sexual advances toward him; she didn’t talk much, yet she still made her little brother her number one priority. But it had been John’s experience that if something was shrouded in mystery, it had something to do with being a girl. He wondered what was going to happen between him and her, but he knew one thing for sure—he was going to call her to go to the Caribbean Formal tomorrow evening. 

*****

It was his big night. He had just gotten off the phone with Cally, and he had settled all the arrangements that needed to be made. John was really glad that he had bought his tuxedo for his prom, and that he had remembered to pack it.

He stepped into the hot spray of the shower, the water hitting his entire body. It trickled over his muscles, and caressed his neck and shoulders. He couldn’t wait for tonight. He just imagined Cally in her dress, and then his mind worked her out of her dress. His dick hardened at the thought, but he knew he should save his energy for sex rather than waste some of it on masturbation. 

As he washed himself, he went over in his mind all of the preparations in his head. He had cleaned up all of his stuff, and made everything spic and span. He had made sure to order the turn down service with one of the love packages the ship had. It was something like rose petals sprinkled on the floor and bed. He thought that Cally might appreciate the romantic attempt. 

He stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. He pulled on some boxer briefs, and clothed himself in his tuxedo. After gelling his hair and combing it through, he stood in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. He had to admit, he looked good. And now it was time to see if looking his best paid off.

He walked into the banquet hall and sucked in a quick shallow breath. “Damn, she looks fucking hot!” he thought. Cally stood with her back toward him, her black satin dress dipped down from her shoulders all the way down to the top of her butt. The material clung to her body, accentuating every part of her backside. He wanted nothing more than to just go up and grab her from behind. 

He walked up behind her and touched her shoulder. “You look gorgeous, Cally.” She turned around, her hair pulled away from her face, accentuating her big blue eyes. 

“You clean up well yourself.” The dress draped down her shoulders and the black satin fell to the top of her breasts. Her olive skin glowing in the light, enticing John to touch it, as if he would never be given the opportunity to do it again. 

“Why don’t we sit down and eat, and then you can take me out on the dance floor, and show me some of those country dances you all do in Alabama,” she said, as she linked her arm with John’s. They walked over the one of the tables and sat down, waiting for the waiter to serve them.

“Where are your parents and brother tonight?” John asked a little nervously.

“Oh, my parents are right over there across the room,” Cally said as she waved in their general direction, “They are trying to rekindle their marriage or something. But don’t worry; they’ll give us our space. And my brother, he’s with the child care people they have on the ship.”

John grinned at Cally, as she sipped her drink. She was so beautiful just to watch. Cally extended her hand and touched John’s. 

“So tell me all about your life!” Cally said excitedly. 

The two of them ate their dinner discussing their pasts and lives so far. Cally’s family was Italian American, and she lived in California. John told Cally his stories about being a lifeguard. Through the course of dinner, their conversation flourished and soon their laughter was heard throughout the room. 

John couldn’t believe how successful this night had been. Not only was Cally sexy as hell, he actually got a feeling that they had some connection. The echoes of the waltz entered into their conversation.

“Would you like to dance?” John asked, taking Cally’s hand.

“I’ve been waiting all night.”

John lead Cally to the dance floor, acting like he was showing off a trophy he had won. He put his hands on her waist, realizing that this was the first time he had touched her body. The material of her dress held tight like a second skin; her body felt so good in his hands. She put her hands around his neck, and looked into his eyes. They were nearly the same height, especially when she had heels on. Their bodies swayed to the music, as their heads filled with thoughts about each other. John wanted nothing more than to take Cally right there in the middle of the dance floor. It was so hard to contain his primal cravings and the hormonal yearning that he was feeling.

“Cally, do you mind if we go outside for a minute? I need to get some fresh air.” 

Cally’s face turned from happiness to concern. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Yeah, I’m just a little warm?”

“Sure, whatever you need.” John took Cally’s arm and led her through the crowd, outside on the deck, where the breeze blew over the waves below. 

“Are you feeling better?” Cally put her arms around John and held him in front of her. 

John turned to face her, her arms dropping to her sides. He brushed her cheek with his hand, while using the other hand to bring her close to him. 

“I want you so bad, Cally.” Without another word, he moved in and kissed her lips. She kissed back, her soft lips caressing his. The moment seemed to last forever, prolonged by the couple kissing more passionately. They broke for a moment. John shot Cally a questioning glace, as if asking if they really wanted to do this. Her response—a kiss more passionate than the first. 

They stood there kissing for a while, the wind blowing around them. John warmed Cally by pressing her closer to his body. His penis hardened by their close touch, pressing against the fabric of his pants. 

“Let’s go somewhere a little less public,” Cally said, breaking from the embrace, “We need to take care of something.” She placed her hand against John’s groin, and smiled. 

John’s heart leapt in his throat, “We can go to my room. No one will bother us there.” 

Cally grasped John’s hand, as he led her through the ship’s corridors to his room. He fumbled with the key trying to get the door open, but when he finally opened the door, Cally went in before him, turning on the lights.

The rose petals were sprinkled all over the floor and on the bed.

“So, I guess you were expecting me to come back with you, huh?” Cally asked smiling.

John’s face reddened in embarrassment. “I was being hopeful.” 

“Well, you got your wish, now come here and kiss me.” She grabbed him playfully and pushed him on the bed. 

As they started kissing, they kicked off their shoes, and Cally helped John out of his jacket, and began to strip off his shirt. She straddled his body, kissing him, as she finally worked him out of his shirt. She began to kiss his body, running her fingernails over his toned abs, and down to his crotch. 

John couldn’t believe his eyes. He could feel his breathing grow heavy, as Cally’s hand slowly undid his pants. He looked up in her eyes, and still couldn’t believe the situation he was in. He touched her shoulders, and pulled the satin from them, exposing her. He reached around and undid her strapless bra, at the same time that she had undone the button and clasp on his pants. Her beautiful breasts were now were exposed to John’s longing gaze. He adjusted himself on the pillows, and began to kiss her neck and moved slowly down to her breasts. He kissed each one, and began to suck on her nipples, feeling them harden in his mouth. He applied a little pressure with his teeth, and she moaned with pleasure. 




The Cruise



Cally pushed John’s head back against the pillows, and smiled on top of him, her dress settled around her waist. She moved off of John, and pulled the rest of his pants off, allowing his cock to be free from the constricting fabric of his underwear. She took it in her hand, and began stroking its hard shaft. She looked him in the eye once more, before looking at his cock and leaning closer to it. 

“She’s going to do it!” John thought as her lips kissed the tip of his dick. Her warm wet mouth moved and engulfed his cock. He could feel her tongue massaging the underside of his dick, as she tenderly caressed his balls between her fingers. 

“Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!” John gasped, as Cally continued to lick the shaft of his dick, and then continuing to suck on it. He had been given blowjobs before, but never had he remembered it being this good. 

“You better not cum yet, big boy, we’re just getting started,” Cally said, coming up for a breath of air while still jerking him off. 

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dream of cuming yet!” John breathed. He could feel himself getting weak with pleasure, and he knew it was time for the roles to change. 

He touched Cally’s shoulders, and motioned for her to come close to him. He kissed her hard, tasting his pre-cum mixed in with saliva. He rolled on top of her, continuing to kiss her while moving down her neck. He used his hands to pull off her dress, and looked down to see her black lace g-string. He moved his hands down to her panties and could feel the moisture from her pussy coming through.

As her kissed her neck and décolletage, his hands moved stealthy underneath her panties, where he proceeded to touch her pussy. Cally moaned in pleasure, as he sucked on her tits and then blew cold air on her nipples, causing Cally to shiver in ecstasy. He moved down every inch of her body, until he came to her womanhood. He slowly removed her panties, and saw her neatly trimmed mound of hair above her beautiful pussy. He used his tongue to explore every crevice of her vagina, lapping up her sweet juices. Cally’s body shuddered with delight as he worked her clitoris with his tongue. Then John drove her wild by flicking her clitoris with his tongue while sucking her with his mouth, all the while fingering her g-spot. It was a trick he had learned while performing oral sex on his past girlfriends. That was as far as his training had taught him. 

As Cally’s moans grew louder, he knew that he was driving her wild. He peaked his head out from between her legs, wanting to take a breath and try something new. 

“Cally, do you want to continue?” John felt stupid for asking, “I mean do you want to, well you know, have sex?” 

Cally looked at him, as if he committed a mortal sin. “Why’d you stop? It was feeling so good, you idiot!” And she pushed his head back down to her pussy, keeping her hands there until he started licking her vagina again. 

“Of course I want to have sex! Why did you think I came here with you? A girl has got to get off to you know!” Cally screamed. 

John came up for air, and said, “Well, I have never really done it before. I am still a virgin.” 

“What?” Cally said between moans, “You mean you look that good and no girl has ever slept with you? Are you gay or something?””

While keeping his fingers moving between Cally’s legs, John moved up Cally’s body until he could look her in the eyes. “I’m not gay or I wouldn’t be enjoying this, or even doing this for that matter. I just never had the chance before, that’s all.”

“Well, then I guess I will have to show you, now won’t I?” Cally said, her eyes twinkling with the thought of teaching this boy to become a man. 

She pulled his hand from her pussy, his fingers still wet with her juices, as she turned him on his back. His cock was as hard as ever, and she stood over his body, straddling him. She lowered herself on top of his thick shaft; their simultaneous moans resonating throughout the room, as her pussy swallowed his member within its tight walls. 

“Oh my God, it feels so good,” John panted, as Cally built rhythm as she rode his cock. With his head propped on pillows, John was able to kiss Cally as she worked up and down on his dick. He would kiss her lips, her neck, and her breasts, while he used his hands to touch her face and hair. 

He could feel his balls tighten and grow closer to his body, the orgasm was approaching. Cally’s moans grew louder as her hips gyrated and thrashed, as John’s cock penetrated her. 

“Cally, I think I am going to cum!” John screamed with pleasure. 

”Don’t worry John, I am too. Just cum inside me!” Cally moaned, her breaths growing in speed. 

John couldn’t contain it anymore. “UUUUUhhhhhhh!” He groaned, as his cum shot into Cally’s hungry vagina. Cally’s complexion flushed, as she cried out, overtaken by the power of her own orgasm. 

Cally laid on John’s chest, his cock still semi-hard within her pussy. Their cheeks and chests were tinged with a scarlet tint, while their bodies glowed with sweat; the smell of sex radiating from them. 

“John! John, wake up! You have been lying here all afternoon! You’re going to get burned! Get up!” 

John opened his eyes, everything around him a blur, “What?” John felt around feeling the hard plastic beneath him. “Oh my God, where am I? Where’s Cally?” 

“What? Who’s Cally?” asked the figure standing in front of him, resembling his mother, “John, you’ve been out here in the sun for the last 3 hours! Get up already. We’re going to miss the beach excursion. I swear! I would have never invited you on this cruise, if I thought you were going to sleep all day. Now get up and pack up your stuff, your brothers and father are waiting for you.”

John got up from the lounge chair on the deck of the cruise ship. He looked around trying to find something he recognized, but then it struck him. He really was on a cruise ship, but he wasn’t here by himself. He was with his family. His heart sank as he realized that it was all a dream, and he picked up his stuff and followed his mother to their family’s stateroom.

*****

As John and his family walked down to the docks of the island, his two younger brothers were arguing about whether there were any monsters on the island. When on the docks, while his parents were trying to figure out which way the beach was, John busied himself by entertaining his brothers with jokes. 

Someone bumped into his shoulder, as they walked passed him. He turned around, and was about to cuss at them.

Cally turned to face him, and said “I’m sorry.”

John’s face paled.

“Amanda! Keep up!” yelled her parents. The young woman smiled at John, before she continued to walk away with her parents and little brother. 

“Do you know her, John?” said John’s little brother. 

“No, Billy. I have no idea who she is.” He smiled to himself, before turning back to his brothers and continuing his joke. 



The Cruise



The moon was full in a clear starlit sky on the first night of our cruise, there was a light breeze flowing over your naked 36dd breast as you lay on top of the bed covers with your long blonde hair in a pony tail having a nap before we went for dinner. The breeze had made your deep pink nipples hard and erect, and watching you lying there naked on the bed apart from your little black thong gave me such a hard on. I wanted to take you there and then, push my cock into you and fill you with my cum, but we do not have time as it was getting close to dinner and we were expected at the Captain's table. I awake you with a kiss on your full lush lips. 

“It’s almost time honey."

At this you wake up with a sexy smile on your face as if you had been dreaming of something very naughty and get up, putting on your sexy little black backless dress which is low cut at the front showing just enough of your ample cleavage.

At the Captain's table as we are half way through the main course you feel a hand touch you lightly on your thigh, you turn to me with your eyes wide in surprise and smile at me blowing a little kiss in my direction and whisper to me.

“Soon, Ian, very soon." 

One of the other female guests across the table from us catches your eye and you go all red and shy as she smiles and winks at you. 

After we have finished dinner we hit the dance floor to a slow song. Holding you close to me I feel your erect nipples through your dress press against my chest as you feel my erect cock nudging against your pussy mound. You whisper in my ear. 

“Let’s find somewhere dark and quiet, I want to feel your hard throbbing cock in my mouth."

I whisper back to you. 

“I have a better idea."

I take you by the hand and lead you from the ballroom, down the long hall back to our room. On entering the room you see a rose on your pillow next to a bottle of champagne which I had the waiter put there when we were at dinner. You turn to face me with a big smile on your face and ask excitedly. 

“What better idea you have in store for me?”

“Bren close your eyes.” 

You do without questioning me.

I turn you around and put a blindfold over your eyes and slip your dress off your smooth shoulders and let it slide down your slender body and fall to the floor. 

“Don’t move stay right where you are."

You hear me undressing behind you and then feel my naked chest against your back. You tremble with excitement and wonder what is going to happen next. I guide you over to the bed and sit you down. You then hear the pop of a cork from which I pour two glasses from the champagne bottle. I tell you to slide into the middle of bed, which you do, as I sit on the bed beside you and hand you one of the glasses from which you sip from nervously. You feel the cold of a glass object by your leg and ask. 

“What else do you have on the bed?" 

I tell you to open your mouth, and as you do so I pop a strawberry between your lips that had been dipped into the champagne and as you bite into it the juice from the strawberry runs down your chin and down between your breasts which I lean over and lick off you. You hold the other half with your full lush lips for me to take from you with my mouth. As I do we kiss and I take your glass from you and tell you to lie down on your back.

Still with your blindfold on you lie down, and I take out two blue silk ties from the bedside drawer next to me and tie each of your hands in turn to the headboard. You let out a little moan and as I look down your tanned body I can see that your pussy juice is already seeping through your thong. I tell you to spread your legs and you do so. I get off and walk down to the bottom of the bed, kneeling down on the floor I take hold of your foot, I start kissing and licking your toes my tongue traces up to your ankle , then up on the inside of your legs to your knees. I feel you squirming and hear you moaning out. 

“Yes Ian higher, higher."

I kiss and lick further up the inside of your thighs stopping every now and again giving you little love bites on the inside of your thighs. Then up and up I go on the insides of your thighs until I reach the top of your leg until I reach the place between your thigh and crotch and find your very wet thong in front of my eyes. I push my fingers inside the top of your thong and slowly pull at them and pull them down your thighs to your feet and off you, as I do I blow gently over your very wet pussy lips and nuzzle my nose next to your swollen pussy lips. I can smell your sex so strongly, your juices already leaking from your pussy as you feel your first orgasm start. 

I take your vibrator out of your bedside drawer and bring it to the entrance of your pussy. I start to rub it lightly over your pussy lips as you lift your ass of the bed in total lust and wanting!!! You tell me to thrust in inside you. 

“When I am good and ready Bren." 

I tease you with it. I turn the vibrator on and continue to tease your pussy with it running it over your pussy lips and on to your clit. I push the tip of it into between your pussy lips as you moan in sheer delight and start to shudder as an orgasm rips through your body!!!! 

You beg me to fuck you with the vibrator and I ask just how much you want it deep in your pussy? You say. 

“Please Ian I beg you to fuck my pussy deep and hard!"

I turn and look into the full wall mirror and see you lying there with your hands bound to the headboard and the vibrator deep inside your pussy and think to myself, “god you look so sexy laying there I am going to make you cum all night long.” With that I pull the vibrator slowly from your pussy and climb between your legs which you wrap around me and pull me tight to you. Feeling me at the entrance of your pussy you lift up as I thrust my cock deep inside your pussy, your ass now off the bed meeting my thrust as I slide all the way into your warm wet and very inviting love hole.

To Be Continued!!!



The Cruise: Brandi



Brandy had been looking forward to this cruise for months. Her parents gave her the cruise for her birthday, telling her she needed to get away for a while. Two weeks in the warm Caribbean should get her mind off her troubles and the cold weather at home.

She is going with her best friend Jamie. Brandy is 23, and she is what everyone calls "a little cutie." Barely 5 feet tall, about 95 pounds, small breasts and a round firm ass that she loves to show off in tight pants and short miniskirts. Long brown hair and big green eyes complete the package. Jamie is also 23, 5'6" and slender with short blonde hair and blue eyes. She has a firm ass and nicely sized breasts. 

The two of them have been friends since junior high school, or "since before they had boobs" as Jamie puts it. The two girls share everything with each other, including the details of their sex lives with the various boy friends they have had. Jamie hasn't dated anyone since hey fiancée was killed early last year, and Brandy has just dumped her latest boy friend because he was always too busy partying with his friends to see her.

The two of them have looked forward to the cruise, shopping for the tiniest bikinis and sexiest dancing dresses. The cruise is being advertised as a "twenty-something" special, so the girls are each hoping to find someone to at least play with on board. They have brought several bottles of booze with them, and plan on buying more when they land in port.

The big day finally arrived, and they boarded the ship. The steward who showed them to their cabin was very cute, with a tight butt. Walking behind him in the hallway, Jamie pantomimed reaching out and grabbing it, and both girls cracked up. The steward, of course, had no clue why they were laughing so much.

As they were stowing their clothes in the small cabin, Jamie said, "Well, Brandy, what should be our plan for today?"

"I say we get our suits on and head up on deck. I want to get going on my suntan, plus check out the hotties!"

"Sounds like a plan to me..."

They changed into their bikinis. The two of them had seen each other nude lots of times, so there was no modesty between them. Brandy was wearing a tiny string bikini, it looked like three little triangles of white fabric with strings holding them on. A string between Brandy's ass cheeks displayed them completely. Jamie kept her pubic hair trimmed to a small patch, but she was surprised to see that her friend was completely shaved "down there". 

Jamie wolf whistled at Brandy. "God, girl, you are showing it all off. You really must want to find a guy!"

"You know I do... I've been so horny since I broke up with Tim, if I don't get laid on this trip I think I'm gonna die!"

It's been almost a month since Brandy has been with a guy. She and her last boy friend fucked every da, and sometimes more than that. She masturbates regularly, but it just isn't the same. Jamie hasn't been with anyone since her fiancée died, Brandy was pretty sure.

"I know exactly what you mean, girl... It's been wayyyyy too long for me, too, even longer than you, I'm guessing."

"What are we waiting for, then? The guys aren't going to come knocking on our door!"

Jamie's bikini is a little more conservative than Brandy's but not much. Her larger breasts are mostly exposed, but the bottom covers most of her ass. Her hard nipples are visible through the top, and the red color looks sexy against her tan skin. Both Jamie and Brandy have been going to the tanning booth for weeks to get ready for the cruise, the last thing they need is to get "fried" the first day and have to spend the whole time covered up against the sun. Both girls are tan already as they put on cover-ups and headed up to the sun deck.

When they arrived on deck, they found two lounges next to each other. There were cute guys and girls all around them, basking in the warm sun and obviously checking each other out. Brandy stretched out then asked Jamie if she would put some lotion on her back.

"Put it on yourself, do you want all these guys to think we are lesbians or something?" was Jamie's answer. Brandy's face told Jamie that she had said the wrong thing. The two of them had always been very close, but had never done anything beyond kissing one night at a party in high school when they had both been really drunk. The rumors had followed that they were gay, but as they each went through one guy after another, those rumors died down. Brandy often wished they had taken things further, but she thought her best friend had no interest in girls. Brandy had been with several girls, and considered herself actively bisexual.

"I'm sorry, Brandy, you know I didn't mean that..." Jamie said, "Let me oil you up."

"That's my girl..." purred Brandy. She reached back and untied her top so that Jamie could put lotion on her entire bare back. As Jamie's fingers moved across Brandy's soft skin, rubbing the slippery lotion in, Brandy could feel herself getting a little aroused. She loves the feeling of a woman's soft hands on her body.

"Mmmmmmm... that feels nice, Jamie" she cooed. 

Jamie's hands moved down the shorter girl's body, rubbing the lotion into her back, then down her legs, leaving Brandy's tight ass for last. Jamie reached for the lotion and squirted some onto Brandy's crack. Her hands moved all over Brandy's ass cheeks, rubbing in the lotion. Brandy cooed and settled into the lounge, opening her legs a little. Brandy was getting very turned on by how soft Jamie's hands felt on her skin. Brandy could smell her pussy, and knew that she was getting turned on by Jamie's hands. Suddenly, Jamie lay back on her lounge and started rubbing lotion on her chest and stomach and the front of her legs.

"Why did you stop? That felt sooooo nice." Brandy said.

"Well, I was done, and I didn't want you screaming and thrashing all over the place in full view of everyone." Jamie teased. Jamie knew that Brandy tended to get loud when she got turned on, the two of them had been with their boy friends in cars at the same time on many occasions.

"You tease, Jamie! I guess I'm just going to have to get you back later..."

Soon two cute guys came up and started talking to them. The bulges in their swim trunks said they liked the view, especially of Brandy. She was laying on her stomach, her top still untied, arching her back up. The string had disappeared into her ass crack, and her breasts were almost bare. Brandy and Jeff seemed to hit it off, and they decided to go get something to drink.

Brandy looked over and saw that Jamie was dozing on the lounge next to them. She reached over and snapped the top of Jamie's bikini. "Wake up, sleeping beauty... We are going to go have cocktails, do you want to join us?"

"Nahhh, I think I will hang here a while longer then head back to the room and clean up for dinner. But you go, have fun!"

Brandy laughed and said, "I plan to! See you back at the room in a while."

The three of them headed off, Brandy had each guy by one arm. She was very excited, the cruise had just started and here she was barely dressed, walking with two cute guys. The found the bar and ordered frosty margaritas.

Tom soon excused himself, leaving Brandy and Jeff alone. They made samll talk for a while, then Brandy asked "Well, are you going to ask me to your cabin or not?"

Jeff smiled and said, "You don't waste time, do you?"

"Not when I see something I want, I don't!" 

They walked to Jeff's cabin, and when they stepped inside, Brandy slid her arms around Jeff's neck. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. They started kissing, and Brandy could feel Jeff's cock getting harder, pressing against her as they kissed.

Jeff walked forward, still carrying Brandy. He leaned forward and set her on her back on the bed. He then started to kiss and lick his way down her chest. Brandy's nipples were poking through her skimpy top, and Jeff sucked on them through her bikini.

Jeff's hands were busy, too. He untied the strings at Brandy's hips, then undid her top. He kissed her exposed breasts, licking and sucking at the nipples. Brandy reached down and was stroking Jeff's hard cock through his swim trunks. It was leaking precum and he had a wet spot on his trunks.

Jeff slid Brandy's bikini bottom to the side and began to tease her pussy with his fingers. When he didn't felt any hair, he looked down from her breasts and whistled.

"Do you like that? I love having myself shaved, it feels SOOOOO good when some one eats my pussy!" cooed Brandy.

Jeff took the hint, and licked his way down Brandy's stomach. When he got between her thighs, he could smell her arousal and see her pussy glistening with her juices.

Jeff stretched his tongue out, then flicked it over Brandy's clit. She moaned and grabbed his hair, pulling his face tight to her wet pussy.

"Okay, stud, lick me, suck my pussy, make me cum all over your face!" ordered Brandy.

Jeff wasted no time, diving in. He spread Brandy's lips with his fingers then stuck his tongue deep inside her. She was moving her hips with Jeff's tongue, letting him fuck her with it.

Jeff was very good, and Brandy was soon thrashing and moaning all over the bed. He made her cum several times before she pushed his head away and said, "No more, baby, gotta rest a minute..."

Jeff licked his way back up Brandy's body, and kissed her. She could taste her own juices on Jeff's lips, and the taste turned her on. She could feel Jeff's hard cock pressed against her thigh. She reached down and wrapped her hand around the shaft, it wasn't terribly long but it was so fat that her hand barely fit all the way around it.

Brandy was squeezing Jeff's cock and stroking the shaft. She opened her legs and put the head right at the entrance to her pussy. "How about it, stud, you think you can fit that big thing inside me?"

"I can try..." Jeff said with a wink.

"Then do it! Fuck me hard, give me that nice fat cock!"

Jeff pressed forward, and the head of his cock slid into Brandy's tight pussy. It felt so hot, so wet, so tight... He moved his hips, slowly working his cock into her. Soon, Jeff was buried to the hilt. He began to slide in and out, fucking the tiny girl. He was slamming his cock in and out, pounding in to her. Her hot little cunt was so tight, Jeff knew he wouldn't last long.

"God, baby, so tight!"

Brandy moaned into his ear, "You like my pussy, stud? I love how you fuck me, give me that big cock you stud. Fuck me like the slut I am, give me your cock, make me cum on your big hard cock..."

Brandy was lost, grinding herself up against Jeff, opening herself wide, letting him pound her tight pussy with his cock. And her words had the desired effect, Jeff was totally turned on by them.

"You love this, don't you, slut? You love my big cock fucking your little slut cunt. Pounding into you, filling your cunt up with my cock..."

Brandy was moaning, "Yesssss... yessss... yesssss... Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" then Jeff felt her pussy spasm around his cock. That was too much, and he exploded deep inside her. She could feel his cock throbbing, his hot cum shooting up into her. And she loved that feeling...

They rested a minute then Brandy said, "Sorry, stud, but I have to go. I know that Jamie will be wondering where I am. Maybe we can do this again later? as her hand squeezed Jeff's tight ass.

She stood up and put her bikini back on. Her hair was a mess, she was all sweaty, and she smelled like sex. "Just the way I like it..." she thought.

When Brandy got back to the cabin, she could hear the shower running. She took her bikini off and sat on the bed, thinking about how hot Jeff had made her. She was idly teasing her nipple with one hand when she heard soft moans from the bathroom. She couldn't really tell what Jamie was saying, but it sounded like she was having sex. "That brat, bringing someone back here and screwing him in the shower!"

She definitely heard noises of a climax, then the shower stopped, the door opened and Jamie stepped out. She had her hair in a towel but otherwise was nude. Jamie's face was flushed and her nipples were very hard. Brandy was sitting on the bed, with a big smile on her face. 

"Well, well... Looks like someone got laid already!" teased Jamie.

"Two someones, if you ask me. Or was that you making all that noise by yourself in the shower?" Brandy shot back.

Jamie turned bright red, she never imagined that Brandy had heard her.

"It's okay, Jamie. If you would rather masturbate than find a real cock to fuck, that's your right."

"Well, thanks, baby, I appreciate that. I just don't know if I am ready to be with a guy or not."

"So who's Andy? It sounded like you were having a hot time there all by yourself." Brandy smiled.

"Uhhhhh, just a guy I met a long time ago. We kissed and fooled around a little but never went all the way."

"Well, I have to say that Jeff has a VERY nice cock, and he knows how to use it. Joe Bobette says 'check it out'!"

"You are so bad, Brandy... But tell me you didn't fuck him already!"

"Well, only just a little... He ate me so good, made me cum at least three times, I had to let him fuck me!" Brandy smiled at Jamie. "Well, babe, we need to get ready for dinner. Did you leave me any hot water?"

After Brandy was done in the shower, they got dressed and headed out. Jamie was wearing a little black dress that fit her snugly. Her body was well displayed and she had on heels that made her tower over Brandy. The shorter girl was in a gown that looked painted on. Her nipples were visible through the fabric, and anyone who looked could tell that if she had any panties on at all (which she didn't) it could only be a thong. The dress was tight, showing her firm ass and shapely legs.

They had an elegant dinner, but it seemed as if most of their table partners were already coupled up. There was one single guy, Dave, and one single girl, Kris. Dave was tall and obviously muscular, very good looking. Kris was very pretty, long curly brown hair, and what looked to Jamie like a slender body. Brandy and Dave were sitting next to each other, and Kris was seated next to Jamie. In no time at all, Brandy and Dave were talking like best friends. 

They lived close to each other, they knew some of the same people. Dave had deep brown eyes and was obviously built. But he had a soft touch, as his hand was stroking Brandy's thigh as they talked. She did not stop him, his touch had made her wet again...

Jamie asked if they wanted to go dancing, but Brandy barely noticed. She and the other girl from their table stood and said goodbye to the group. Dave and Brandy barely noticed them leaving, they were staring deep into each other's eyes.

Dave asked Brandy if she wanted to take a walk on deck. They exited the dining room and started around the ship. Dave reached out and took Brandy's hand, and she snuggled up close to him as they walked. When they reached the very front of the ship, it was deserted. They stood by the rail and talked for a while, then Brandy shivered as a breeze hit her. Dave put his arms around her and pulled her close, and Brandy rested her head on Dave's muscular chest.

Dave was stroking her cheek, and again his touch was making her wet. When his finger turned her face to his, and he leaned in, Brandy slipped her arm around his neck. They kissed, and soon were kissing passionately. Dave's hands were cupping Brandy's tight ass, and she was grinding herself against his thigh. She reached down and rubbed his hardening cock through his pants.

Brandy went for Dave's zipper, opening it then sliding her hand inside to feel his hot cock. She wrapped her hand around it, then started sliding her hand up and down. Dave's hand was under her dress, fingering her pussy and clit as they kissed.

Brandy broke the kiss and dropped to her knees. She opened Dave's pants completely, and took his now fully-erect cock into her mouth. She began sliding her mouth up and down, licking the head and loving how his precum tasted on her tongue. She wrapped her hand around the base and squeezed in rhythm with the movement of her head, almost jacking him into her mouth. She darted her tongue around the head, flicking it along the slit and all round the head. Dave moaned and his hips started moving, fucking her hot little mouth.

Brandy could feel his cock swelling, and his balls start to tighten. To his credit, Dave warned her that he was about to cum, but Brandy said, "It's okay..." and lowered her moth back to his cock. She was stroking him hard, sucking him, when his cock swelled up and Brandy felt his body stiffen, then he exploded in her mouth. Brandy swallowed him deep, not wanting to lose a drop, then kept sucking.

Dave went a little soft, then Brandy's mouth had him hard again. She looked up at him and smiled, "Ready to fuck me now?"

He reached down for her, then picked her up. Brandy slid her arms around Dave's neck, and he picked her up by the hips. Her dress was up around her waist, and she guided Dave's hard cock into her wet pussy. She slid down onto it, and moaned into Dave's ear, "Oh, God, I need that... Fuck me!"

Brandy wrapped her legs around Dave's waist, and slid up and down on his hard cock. He could feel how wet she was, and her pussy was tight on his cock. She turned her face to hers, and they kissed again. Brandy was grinding her hips into Dave, forcing his cock as deep into her as it would go.

Brandy was moaning as Dave fucked her, feeling his cock deep inside her. She was grinding her clit against him, and she could tell she was ready to cum. She broke the kiss and moaned into his ear, "Come on, you stud, fuck me harder, give me that sweet cock, make me cum on that big beautiful cock..."

Dave thrust harder and harder, then Brandy exploded. She moaned into his ear and bit it so she wouldn't scream. Dave could feel her tight pussy pulsing around his cock, and he exploded again. His hot cum blasted deep inside her, and their juices mixed together, running down Brandy's legs.

They stood like that for a couple minutes, then Brandy lowered herself to the ground. She LOOKED like she had just gotten fucked, her hair was disheveled and her face was all red. Dave zipped his pants up, and said, "God, Brandy, you are a wild thing! I hope we can get together again!"

Brandy said, "You know where to find me, and I hope so, too!"

Then Dave said, "I'm a little tired, I'm going to go back to my cabin. See you in the morning!"

Brandy wasn't ready to go to bed yet, she was energized by the good fuck she had just gotten. She found a restroom and cleaned herself upa little, then went to the disco. She expected to find Jamie there, but she was not.

Brandy found a seat and ordered a drink. In no time, a hot looking guy came up and introduced himself. "Hi, I'm Jim, do you want to dance?"

Brandy said, "Sure, I'd like that." They headed out to the dance floor and talked. Jim was a good dancer, he was "ripped," tall and muscular. Brandy was still wet from fucking Dave, but she could feel herself getting aroused again. The song changed to a slow number, and Jim took her hand.

She melted into Jim, and loved how it felt to be held in his strong arms. She could feel herself getting even more turned on. She thought to herself, "God, Brandy, how many guys are you going to fuck today?" but then her body answered "As many as it takes..."

The song ended and they went back to their seats. Jim sat next to Brandy, and she could smell both his cologne and his male scent. She moved her chair next to his, and their hands met. She took his hand and placed it on her thigh. He stroked it gently, and Brandy felt it sliding under her dress. She put her hand on his thigh, and slid her hand upward.

She gasped when her hand got to Jim's crotch, she could feel what was obviously a very large "package" and it was getting harder all the time. She leaned into Jim's ear and whispered, "I like what I feel, how about you?"




The Cruise: Brandi



Jim's hand had just moved onto Brandy's pussy, and he was surprised to find both no hair and no panties. "Mmmmmmmm..." he whispered back, "I like this, a LOT!"

Jim turned her face to his, and they began to kiss. Their hands were teasing each other, Brandy stroking Jim's cock while his fingers were slipping in and out of her wet pussy and tickling her clit.

"Oh, God, baby, you are SOOOOO wet already!" Jim whispered.

"Just ready for you..." Brandy moaned back. She didn't want to tell him that the reason she was so wet was that another guy's cum was already in her pussy. She wanted more, wanted Jim's big cock to punish her little cunt, to fuck her until she couldn't walk.

"Let's get out of here, baby," Jim whispered, "I have to get you alone!"

"Okay, let's go to my cabin. My roomie is out for the night!" They walked to the cabin, stopping to kiss several times along the way. 

When they got there, the cabin was dark and Jamie's bed was empty. Brandy left her bracelet on the door knob, this was their sign to each other that they had a "guest" and not to come in.

She slipped her dress over her head and was lay back on the bed. She spread her legs wide and began to finger her wet pussy. "Are you going to just stand there and watch, or are you going to come over here and fuck me?" 

Jim quickly stripped his clothes off, and Brandy could see she had been right about Jim's cock. It was a good nine inches long, and very fat. It was hard, sticking straight out from Jim's body. Brandy reached for it, then guided the tip to her wet slit. Jim slowly pressed forward, but Brandy was having none of that. 

She grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him in, at the same time thrusting up with her hips. Jim was instantly buried "balls deep" in Brandy's pussy. She moaned, "Okay, stud, now fuck me hard, give me that big beautiful cock!" He started pumping in and out, fucking the tiny girl as hard as he could.

Meanwhile, Jamie returned to the room. It was late, and she was tired. The bracelet was around the door knob. "Damn, Brandy, another one?" she thought.

She slid her key into the lock and tried to open the door quietly. When she stepped inside, she could hear pants and moans. As her eyes got used to the darkness, she could see Brandy was lying on her back, and Dave (or some guy, anyway!) was kneeling between her thighs, fucking her hard and fast. Brandy had her legs wrapped around the guy's waist, and he was thrusting in and out.

Brandy was moaning, "Oh god, fuck me, Jim, fuck me, give me that big beautiful cock..."

Brandy never noticed as Jamie quietly grabbed some of her clothes and left again.

The next morning the phone rang while Jim was kneeling between Brandy's thighs, licking her shaved pussy. It was Jamie. Brandy answered, but her breathing was a little erratic.

"What happened, Jamez, where did you go last night?"

"It's okay, Brandy, I stayed with Kris from our table. I went back to the room about 2 o'clock but you were too busy fucking to even notice I was there. What was that, guy number three or four?"

"Oh God, I'm sorry, Jamie! I left the bracelet on the door..."

"Yeah, but where was I supposed to go? The dance club had shut down, I had nowhere to go..."

Jim's tongue had Brandy close to cumming and shemoaned loudly. "Oh, God, yes, lick me, Jim, suck me..."

Jamie said, "So he's still there? When can I come get the rest of my stuff? Kris has offered to let me stay with her for the rest of the cruise, that way you can be just as slutty as you want and I don't have to know about it."

"Cool, give us maybe an hour... Ohhhhhh, yessssss!!!"

Brandy hung up the phone and said, "Well, we've got an hour until Jamie gets back. So fuck me, stud, I need more of that cock!"

After he was finished, he left Brandy by herself. She sat there, nude, covered in sweat and cum. She loved the feeling, and knew she was going to spend most of this cruise getting fucked by as many guys as she could.

The door opened, and Jamie was standing there. Behind her was Kris, the girl from their table. The two of them stepped through the door, then Jamie tossed the bracelet from the door knob onto Brandy's lap. She looked at Brandy and just shook her head. "God, girl, you are a mess!"

"I know, isn't it great?" Brandy smiled back.

Jamie gathered her clothes and got her things out of the bathroom. "Kris let me stay with her, she's in cabin 355, just down the hall."

"Kris, I really appreciate you doing this. I never meant for this to happen, but I'm glad you were there for Jamie since it did."

Jamie and Kris looked at each other and laughed.

Jamie said, "You have go ahead and have your fun, Brandy. I'll leave you alone, you can fuck just as many guys as you want in our room, and you don't have to leave the bracelet on the door any more."

Brandy knew that she had ticked off her best friend a little, but this seemed like a "win-win" situation. Jamie and Kris seemed to get along well, and they left Brandy to her own. And Brandy intended to take full advantage, she was going to fuck just as many guys as she could in the next two weeks...



The Cruise Ch. 01



My wife and I recently went on a cruise to the Carribean. We had more fun on the cruise than I had expected. This was our present to ourselves for our 25th anniversary. In the 70’s, Jillian and I got into wife swapping for several years and played with it off and on through the next twenty years. We had not swapped for the last eight years and Jill had made it clear that she was no longer interested in doing again so I had resigned myself to just dreaming. We were on the boat for seven nights and five islands some of which had clothing optional beaches. The atmosphere of the boat was party time and the drinks were plentiful. 

The first night we were tired and just went to bed. The next day we laid around the pool and watched the crazy people who were on the boat with us. The boat had three dancing lounges, each playing a different kind of music. We would hit them all each night since Jill loved to dance. It took us the first day and two nights to get used to the pace of the parties and learn our way around the boat, along with the etiquette. Most of the ladies were dressing to please the guys. Low cut, tight and short dresses and long with small reveling swimsuits. Jill had the dresses but not the suit so when we went to an island that was topless we bought one. In order to get to the beach we had to take a water taxi across the bay. On the way over we met Sandy and Jim who we had bumped into on the boat. They were in a cabin not far from ours. They were going to the beach as well and we decided to go together. Sandy was about the same size and shape as Jill who is 5’5” 125lbs. and 36x26x37. Jim was about 6’3” 200 and his body was more defined than mine since he was about ten years younger as was Sandy.

As we walked along the beach we marveled at the number of naked men and women sunning themselves. There were all kinds, short, fat, ugly, tall, beautiful and muscled. We found a nice place under a palm tree and preceded to strip down. It was very exciting to watch Jill get naked in front of Jim and Sandy’s body was threatened to give me a hard-on. We talked, laughed and swam as we consumed the two bottles of wine we had brought with us. When we had first got there we had rubbed sun tan lotion on each other, it was fun to watch Jim’s hands slid over his wife’s body. After several hours and a bottle of wine the ladies wanted more lotion. We were happy to oblige, only this time I did Sandy and Jim did Jill. It seemed to take longer to apply the lotion this time than it did before. :) Both girls had elevated breathing when we finished and we had semi hard-ons, although neither Jim or I put any lotion between their legs we did cover all the other parts. 

That evening we went dancing together and continued to drink our fair share of the beverages available. We did dance to each other’s wife several times and I could tell that Jim was interested in more than just dancing with Jill. She would come from the dance floor all flushed and animated each time they danced. I asked her if she thought that Jim was interested in her as a sex partner and she said that he certainly was. His hands were all over her and he had hinted that they were swingers. I asked her if she was interested in pursing that action. She said that while it was exciting to know that he found her attractive,but she was not considering going to bed with him. I asked her if she would be interested in a watch and be watched situation. Her affirmative answer surprised me so I told her to ask him if they would like to. After dancing a few more times with each other’s wife, Sandy leaned over.

“Would you and Jill like to come to our cabin?” 

I looked at Jill and she nodded and smiled. On the way to their cabin she told me that Jim was hoping for more but would be happy to watch especially if he got to touch a little bit more than this afternoon. 

“Will he?” I asked. 

“I told him as long as he used only his hands, he could.” she replied. 

I assumed that meant that I was free to do the same to Sandy.

Once we were in their room Jim took charge telling me to undress Sandy. I was happy to do so and very excitedly watched as Jim stripped Jill. Then the girls did us. Jill’s reaction to Jim’s cock was priceless. He was hung pretty well about two inches bigger that my six. He was half hard when she slipped his shorts off and her eyes went wide, as her mouth went Oh. Her hand started to touch it then she stopped and looked at me. She saw that Sandy was already stroking my cock as I smiled and nodded to her. We spent the next few minutes stroking each other before Jim led my wife to the bed and laid her down. Jim got between her legs and began to lick up the inside of her leg. The closer he got to their junction the wider she spread them. I looked at her face and saw that special look she gets when she is expecting to cum any minute, I knew that Jim would probably get what he wanted if he played her right. Sandy had sat on a chair which I took advantage of by doing the same thing to her that Jim was doing to my wife. The chair was positioned so I could look up and to the left a little bit and watch Jim and my wife play. A few minutes later both Sandy and Jill were moaning with their orgasms. After Jill came, Jim crawled up her body nibbling on her as he slowly moved up her. His hard cock moved past her pussy as he got to his knees and began to nibble on her neck. She just let her legs go slack but spread wide as his lips found her’s. My wife’s hand slid down and grasped his cock as they kissed. She stroked him for a few minutes before he whispered in her ear. I could not tell if she answered him or not but it seemed like she just gave him a lust filled look. Sandy, knowing that Jill had agreed to watch and be watched, was waiting with me as we wondered what they were going to do.

Jim moved his lips down to my wife’s breasts causing his cock to slip from her fingers and between her legs. He bumped the head of his hard cock against the entrance of her wet pussy as he sucked on her nipples. Her hands slid down his back and grabbed his butt as her legs moved up and out and he pushed in. Jill grunted as his cock slid all the way into her and her hands pulled him tight against he body. She held him like that for a few moments until he started moving in the universal motion of intercourse. She came within twenty strokes of his big cock. My cock was as hard as it has ever been when he entered her, it was so exciting to see her in action again, I had almost forgotten about Sandy. I felt her move in the chair and looked to see her slid down on the chair and spread her legs. The meaning was obvious and I wasted no time in fitting my cock to her pussy. She was as ready as Jill appeared to be, taking me to the hilt in one stroke. Jim and I spent the next thirty minutes fucking each other’s wife through several orgasms and positions until finally cumming deep in their willing pussies. It took another thirty minutes for us to recover enough to get to our cabin, where my cock enjoyed the feel of my wife’s cum filled pussy again, after our ten year obstinance. 

When I asked Jill how she was doing the next morning she said that she felt wonderful.

“Want to do it again?” I asked. 

“Maybe!” she replied with a knowing sexy smile. 

We toured the island were for the rest of the day. That evening we met Jim and Sandy for dinner and were introduced to a couple of single guys they had met that day. These guys were in their twenties and according to my wife very cute. We found out that Sandy had gotten too much sun during the day and was slightly sunburned and had a case of heat stroke. After dinner she excused her self and went to her cabin for the rest of the evening. The five of us went to the stage show together. I caught the looks the guys gave Jill after talking to Jim. I knew that our escapade from the night before was now common knowledge. I told Jill what I suspected, she just smiled and took another appraising look at the guys. 

“She would not be considering doing all three? Would she??” I thought. 

The show was great and my wife’s drink was kept full. By the time the show was over she had consumed three and was not walking too straight. She was however in great spirits as the guys helped her walk out of the show room. We went out on the board walk of deck eight which sobered her up some and also allowed the guys to feel her up. She was braless and panty less under her short dress that night, I guess that should have clued me as to her mental attitude of the evening. I went to use the restroom while they were outside. When I got back Ii found them in a dark corner, they had her dress up above her waist and her breasts out in the evening air. She was leaning against the corner of the railing with one guy sucking each breast and Jim with his hand between her legs. The railing in that corner was higher than the normal railings. I watched as Jim’s hands worked on the front of his pants. When he was done he picked up Jill’s legs, while the other guys supported her. Stepping up between her legs placed his cock at her opening and pushed himself into her. She moaned at his invasion and rolled her hips toward him. He began to fuck her with short quick strokes. I could see her breasts bounce with each of his thrusts. After a few minutes he began to quicken his stroking. I watched as his ass tighten and he released his cum into her. Putting her legs down Jim backed up as he buckled his pants. On of the other guys put his hand between her legs and was playing with as his friend undid his pants and stepped up between her legs. Just as he was about to lift them when the door opened and two couples came out onto the deck. They all straighten up as quickly as possible. Jim excused himself saying that he needed to see if Sandy was alright. The guys wanted us to go to their cabin but Jill wanted to go dancing, so we went up to the disco.

Once we had found seats one guy went to the bathroom and the other went for some drinks, giving me a chance to talk to Jill. I asked how she was doing, to which she replied that she was fine and really enjoying herself. 

“Are you thinking about going to their cabin later?” I asked. 

“No, I don’t think so.” she replied. “Do you want me to?” she asked. 

“It would be fun to watch.” I replied with a wink. 

“Mmmmmm” was all she said. 

The three of us danced with her for the next two hours. The guys kept her supplied with drink so she was had a nice buzz going the whole time. The buzz along with the attention she was getting kept her very happy, if you know what I mean. Around one am we took a break out on the bow. It was clear that the guys wanted to get something started but Jill was being coy and other people kept coming by as well. They gave up and went back to the disco. We necked for a while and then headed back to our cabin. As we rounded the corner to our cabin we ran into the waiter who had been flirting with Jill around the pool for the last couple of days. He was a good looking guy who Jill thought looked like a pirate. He was swarthy looking with about ten different blood lines mixed together. He was headed back to his cabin which he shared with three others in the crew area of the boat. Jill flirted with him again, asking to see how the other half lived. He said that guests were not allowed in the crew quarters unless they were naked. Jill took a quick look around the hall and seeing no one there, she stripped off her dress.

“Ok let’s go.” 

The guy was shocked and didn’t know what to do. He just stared at her until we heard the elevator open around the corner. 

“I can’t. I have to go on duty but how about tomorrow afternoon?” he asked. 

“Ok!” my wife replied as she walked into our cabin just as our two male friends rounded the corner.

Jill was giggling as she laid naked on the bed. 

“That was fun. I bet I made his night, don’t you think?” she asked. 

“You could say that.” I replied. 

“What would you have done if he had said ok let’s go?” I asked. 

“We’ll never know will we.” was her answer. 

I was just realizing how drunk my wife really was, when we heard a knock on the door. It was the two guys asking if they could say good night to us. 

“No one comes in this cabin with their clothes on.” we heard her say. 

They looked at me and I just shrugged. I have never seen two guys get out of their clothes so fast in my life. As I closed the door I heard Jill say.

“Well hello boys.” 

Then the bed rustled as they climbed in with her. I took the opportunity to use the bathroom while they were deciding how to say good night. The two minutes I spent in the bath room was all the time they needed. I walked out just as one of them was moving between her legs. A moment later his ass flexed as he drove his hard cock deep into my wife’s pussy. He fucked her for the next fifteen minutes before bringing her and himself to an orgasm. When he pulled out, her pussy stayed open and inviting. The other guys wasted no time in putting hard cock to good use. He was buried completely in her before she had a chance to say no, which judging from her reaction was not something she would have been inclined to say. He lasted about ten minutes before slamming deep into her willing body as his body released his orgasm. They each said good night and left. I again had the pleasure of making love to my well fucked wife.

We slept in the next morning, surprise, surprise. We arrived on the pool deck around 2pm to find the place crowded with near naked bodies. After being there for a couple hours we became aware of a group of people who were drinking heavily. They had been on a pirate ship that morning. That short cruise was billed as a three hour party with all the drink you can consume included in the price. Several of them had consumed a great deal. One girl in particular was a loose limbed very happy drunk. She was in her early 20’s and very well put together a fact made apparent by the tiny black string bikini she was trying to wear. We watched with amusement as the group continued to party and the girl attempt at keeping the bikini on her body. Deciding to go get my camera, I left for my room. As I was returning to the pool, I ran into a guy carrying this girl over his shoulder. She was laughing and wiggling as he tried to carry her. I saw him lose his grip on her as she slid to the floor, where she laughed at his inability to get her up. Noticing that the guy was one from last night, I asked if he needed any help. He nodded gratefully and I helped him get her back to her cabin. One the way he told me that he was trying to sober her up enough so she could go to dinner. Once in her cabin we put her in a cool shower which brought her around some what. That of course meant that her bikini had to come off, boy was I sad about that, Not! 

After her shower, her boyfriend took her to the bed and began to make out with her. He motioned for me to get involved, I climbed into bed along side them. She looked at me and smiled.

“Oh boy! Two cocks for me” she moaned as he drove two fingers into her. 

My hands got busy stroking her body paying special attention to her breasts and nipples. After she came the first time, he told her to suck my cock, which she did very well. I had to make her stop since I was about to cum. Then she moved to him. She was on her hands and knees with her ass in the air which presented me with an irresistible target. My cock found it’s way into her as if by magic. She went wild with a cock in both ends. She was very tight and slippery. Her pussy felt like it was alive and she danced it up and down my hard-on. Putting my hands on her ass I began to slam it into her as hard as I could. She stopped sucking his cock and drove her pussy back on to my cock, meeting my thrusts as she worked herself toward her orgasm. When her orgasm hit, her whole body started to vibrate and the muscles of her pussy clamped down on my cock. She pushed herself back into me driving my cock deeply into herself. As she ground her pussy against me, she started to cum. Grabbing her ass I began to fuck her with long deep strokes, speeding up as her orgasm peaked. Then she screamed and went over the edge taking me with her. It was unbelievable, her pussy literally sucked my orgasm right out of me.

After my late afternoon delight, I went back to the pool looking for Jill. A quick look around did not reveal her whereabouts. Finding the lounge chairs we were using, I discovered that her stuff was still there so I sat and waited. Scanning the crowd I spotted her in the hot tub with several guys. I had not spotted her before since she was sitting facing me and one of the guys was in front of her. I could not tell what he was doing but she was laying back with her eyes closed with a guys on each side of her. After a few minutes, she got out of the tub and sauntered over to me. The guys in the tub watched her ass move as she did, with big grins on their faces. She told me that they were indeed feeling her up under the water and had given her a nice orgasm. Then she said that she had a dilemma, she had been invited to two parties this evening. The waiter had asked her if she was still interested in seeing the crew quarters and that several members were going to have a small party after dinner. The guys in the hot tub had also invited her to their penthouse cabin for an intimate get together. Both parties were supposed to be attended by both sexes, but I wondered. 

“So what do you want to do about it?” I asked. 

“I wish they were on different days so I could do both.” she replied. 

“No matter which one you go to you will probably end up getting gang banged. Is that what you want?” I snickered. 

“No, two at a time is enough for me, besides there is supposed to be other girls at the parties.” 

My wife did look a little concerned. 

“Well I think that’s what both groups have in mind, but back to the question. What do you want to do?” I asked. 

“Let’s go with the waiter, if it’s a dud then we can always go to the penthouse.” she decided. 

Jill dressed in a short skirt and a scooped neck blouse with no underwear, she was dressed for action. After dinner we had an hour to kill so we had a couple of drinks in the lounge where we were to meet Jamie. I asked my wife why she was so willing to play with the other guys. She told me that she didn’t know for sure but that her inhibitions had slipped away and her libido had gone into overdrive. She informed me that for the duration of the cruise, she was up for almost anything I wanted her to do but for me not to think that this was a permanent change. After the cruise she would most likely be reverting to wife and mother mode. 

“You have always wanted me to be a slut and I have wondered what it would be like to just let go, so here’s our chance. What do you think?” my wife wanted to know. 

“Wow, my wife a slut, for a whole week!” I thought. 

“I love you!” I replied, as the female singing duo announced that they were done for the evening. 

A few minutes later one of the duo was sitting down next to us. 

“Are you Will and Jill?” she asked. 

She told us that Jamie was getting his cabin ready for the party and that if we still wanted to go that we could come with them. The duo was a white french girl and a black island girl, both were very good looking and well proportioned. The black girl was bigger all around and the white one was slender. We followed them to Jamie’s cabin which surprisingly was on our deck. We passed through a door marked crew only and the decor changed from fancy to plain white. We entered a cabin which was about 50% bigger than ours which had two sets of bunk beds on each side wall. The mattresses of the beds were on the floor and the beds folded up flat against the walls. There were four guys in the room when we entered which meant that there were three girls and five guys at the party.




The Cruise Ch. 01



"Four days, three nights," Dave said to Liz.

"What does that mean? Four days, three nights what?" she asked with the slightest hint of irritation.

"Well, I was thinking that it would do us some good to get away for a few days, you know, try to reconnect. We've been at each other's throat for a while now and if we don't do something soon, well, I don't want to think about what might happen," he told her.

"So, I'm taking you on a cruise to The Bahamas. We leave tomorrow morning."

She could hear the longing in his voice. It had been quite a while since they had been intimate. They had had sex a few times over the last two months, but it had felt cold and routine. The electrifying connection they had had since the day they met five years ago had somehow faded into something unrecognizable. 

Neither of them could put their finger on what the problem was. But Dave was determined to get the feisty, adventurous, sex-craved vixen that he had fallen in love with back.

"Oh my God! Are you serious?" she fumed. "We can't afford that! I can't believe you would spend that kind of money without talking to me about it first!"

"Take it easy," he said softly as he moved closer to her. 

"I had some really good sales last month and between my commission and the bonus I got, we can take this vacation without even touching our savings," he said as he brushed the hair back from her face. He couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was, her blue eyes sparkling as she began to relax, 

He held her face softly in his hands and gently kissed her lips. He moved his hands down to her shoulders and as he gently nibbled on her neck, he let them gently graze her breasts.

He felt her catch her breath at his touch, and it made him smile. Her nipples had stiffened and she had let her head fall back slightly. He brought his lips back up to her mouth again.

"I want to be alone with you in a place far away from work, your parents, and everything else that has come between us. I want to feel you again, Liz," he pleaded. "God, I miss how you feel".

His voice trailed off as his eyes fell upon her stiff nipples again. He brought his hands down to her waist and pulled her close. She could feel his hot breath on her skin and it made her wet. She tried like hell not to let it, but her body disagreed with the attitude she had been giving him. 

No matter how much she tried to convince herself that she liked the distance that had developed between them, her pussy hated it. She could lie to herself all she wanted, but there was no denying the ache she felt between her legs.

"I want to taste you again Liz," he whispered into her neck as his hands cupped her ass. There was no denying the ache he felt as well as he pressed his hard cock against her. In response, she heard a soft moan escape her lips.

"I want to bury my tongue so far up your cunt that you can feel it in your throat," he said through clenched teeth. "I want to pump my cock into you until you can't take any more. Then, I'm going to do it again. And again. And again," he repeated, each time pressing harder and harder against her.

He shoved his tongue deep into her mouth and she felt a warm wetness between her legs. Her mind began racing as her reminded her how passionate they could be. His words were sending shivers up and down her spine and she suddenly wanted him to fuck her right then and there.

"Oh God," she moaned as she reached for his zipper. She unzipped him and pulled his throbbing cock out. Apparently her cunt wasn't the only thing that was wet. She could feel the slippery pre-come smeared on his cock head. This only made her want it more.

She dropped to her knees and wrapped her hand around his cock. As she admired it, she tried to remember the last time she had taken him in her mouth. She licked the head of his cock and the taste of his pre-come made her wonder WHY it had been so long.

He ran his fingers through her long, brown hair and at that moment, nothing else existed to him except the feeling of her hot mouth on his throbbing cock. She began the expert cock sucking that she was so good at and moaned as she felt it hit the back of her throat. It was at that moment that she remembered just how much she loved to suck cock. 

Dave seemed to remember too because he began thrusting himself into her hot mouth with great enthusiasm.

"God Liz, you are such a hot...little...OOOOOHHHHHHH," he moaned as he pumped her mouth full of come. 

She looked up at him with surprised, but smiling eyes as she drank every last drop. She could feel his legs shaking and he moved to sit down. Reluctantly, she surrendered his cock back over to him.

She stood, smiling and proud of herself for bringing him off so quickly. 

"Tomorrow morning, huh?" she said with a wicked grin as turned and walked out of the room.



The Cruise Ch. 01



It's amazing the things that can happen when your friends convince you to do something. My best friend Glenn somehow got me to sign up for one of those single's cruises. At first I was skeptical, but decided to go with it just for the fun. 

The boat set sail from Miami and we were going to be at sea for a week. As soon as we stepped on board, I was thankful that Glenn talked me into going. There were beautiful women everywhere, of all shapes, sizes, and colors. And considering the fact that we were going to be sailing from Florida into the warm Caribbean waters, many of the women were already in bikinis and skimpy outfits. Glenn and I shared a knowing smile, all the exposed cleavage and nice round asses parading around us.

The first night on the boat was cool, with a couple of activities and mixers designed to get to know the other people on the cruise. We had a good time, partying, drinking, and meeting women. It's was the next night, however, where things really got interesting.

There was a party going on in one of the ball rooms. There was a bar and a good DJ playing music. There were a lot of people having a good time. After getting a drink at the bar, I started walking through the dance floor and this woman caught my eye. She was fair-skinned with a nice tan, and had long dark hair. She was wearing a pink bikini top and matching boy shorts. She was dancing with a woman, but I decided to ease up behind her and start dancing. When I got there, she turned around to look at me, smiled, and then faced me to dance. She quickly warmed up to me and started dancing closer, letting me put my hands on her waist and hips. She turned to face away from me and started grinding her ass into my crotch. I was wearing long swimming trunks that came down to my knees, so there wasn't much clothes between my cock and her ass. I'm sure she felt the wood that was starting to form in my shorts.

After a sharing a few dances, she leaned over to whisper in her friend's ear and gestured towards the door. She then leaned closer to me and told me that she wanted to go up to the deck for a quick smoke and asked if I would join her. I said "Yeah" and took her hand as she led me out the dancehall.

We got up to the deck and found an empty section of railing to lean against. It was fairly late at night, and there weren't many people around, so we were basically alone. She pulled a cigarette and lighter from her cleavage and lit it. "I'm Ava, by the way," she said, holding her free hand out.

"Mark," I responded, shaking her hand. I could hear a southern accent in her voice and asked her where she was from.

"Georgia," she said with a smile. "And you sound like you're from up North."

"Yeah, from Jersey."

She told me that she was here with her friend Dawn, the women she was dancing with. "We've been having a really good time," she said, blowing smoke out over the water. "Sometimes all you want to do is relax, drink, and have a good time."

"I know what you mean," I said, looking into her intense brown eyes.

She flicked the last of her cigarette over the railing and watched it as it fell to the water below. "And those tequila shots I had at the bar are making me feel real good right now," she said with a mischievous smile. She moved closer to me and placed her hand on my stomach.

"Oooh, you have nice abs. Can I see?" she asked. I lifted up my shirt and showed her my abs. "That is real sexy," she said as she rubbed her hand up and down my stomach. "You must work out a lot."

"I hit the gym about 3 times a week after work," I said.

"I like a guy with muscles," she said softly. She looked into my eyes and started moving her hand lower. I felt the tips of her fingers reaching in under my shorts. "I wonder what else you have that I might like?"

I leaned down and gave her a deep kiss. My hands grabbed her waist and I pulled her closer, our bodies pressing together. I could taste the liquor and cigarettes on her breath. Her skin was smooth, and her athletic body felt soft in all the right places. We stood there at the railing kissing for a while, her hand in my shorts and playing with my dick. She moaned when she felt it getting stiff in her hands. 

I lowered my head further and began kissing on her neck, tasting her sweat. She started moving her hips a little, grinding into me. She used her free hand to guide my hands up her back to the knot of her bikini. I took her cue and pulled it loose. Her full tits popped out, the light brown nipples already pointy from the cool breeze and her arousal. I reached up and cupped them, feeling them fill my hands. She leaned her head back when I flicked my tongue over her nipples and let out a sigh. Eva leaned back against the railing, supporting herself on her back and elbows. I moved my head down lower and kissed her belly. I lightly rubbed her pussy with my fingers through the fabric of her boy shorts, making her moan even more. I pulled Eva's shorts down and took a moment to look at her pussy. The lips were already a little fat from her excitement, and her close-trimmed dark pubic hair was glistening with some of her juices. Eva's clit was just starting to peek out. I didn't hesitate and went straight for it, my tongue licking around it. The taste of Eva's cunt filled my mouth and made me want more. I plunged my tongue into her hole and moved it in and out. Eva moved her hips, fucking my face with her pussy. She grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my face in deeper. My nose rubbed against her clit back and forth. I heard Eva let out a squeal and she pressed her snatch tight against my face, suffocating me for a moment as her cum covered my mouth and chin.

She released my head and I stood up, a little dizzy but ready to continue. Eva pulled my shorts down and started stroking my hard cock. I turned her around and and kissed the back of her neck. Eva spread her legs as I pressed my cock against her pussy from behind. I felt her grab my hard shaft and guide into her pussy. Her walls were tight, but her cum helped me slide in until her ass was pressed against my groin. I stayed like that for a moment, just letting her feel my full cock filling her pussy. 

I gripped Eva's hips and started fucking her from behind. Her ass was nice and firm, making a gentle slapping sound against my groin when I slid back in. Eva reached down and started playing with my balls, her fingers tickling them and sending chills down my back. The cool air felt good against my sweaty skin. I reached around with one of my hands and grabbed Eva's tits. I started pinching and playing with her hard nipples. Eva started moving her hips and fucking me back.

I heard a sound from behind us and turned around. A woman was standing a few feet behind us, watching Eva and me fucking. She had medium-length blonde hair and was wearing a yellow tube top and black short skirt. On her feet were a pair of gold rope sandals. The woman sat on a deck chair and smiled at me. I smiled back as I continued to pound Eva's pussy. She kept her eyes on me as she slowly pulled down her tube top, her small but full tits popping out. She rubbed her nipples in slow circles and licked her lips at me. I fucked Eva harder, making her squeal more. The woman's hand disappeared underneath her skirt for a moment and I watched as she shifted her weight. Her hand came back into view, pulling her black thong down her legs. She let the underwear dangle at her feet and wiggled them at me seductively. The woman then lifted the front of her skirt up and showed me her shaved pussy. She spread the lips with her fingers and started rubbing her clit. She never took her eyes off me and Eva as she slid her fingers into her snatch and started finger fucking herself. I winked at her and got an idea in my head.

I grabbed Eva by her hips and slowly lifted her feet off the floor. Eva wrapped her arms around the rail and her feet around my back to support herself. I looked back at the woman and smiled widely. She started fucking her hole faster, her chest moving up and down with her shallow breathing. Eva started moaning louder as I controlled the pace of our fucking, my thick cock slamming into her pussy. My balls slapped against her cunt. Eva let out a loud moan and I felt her body tremble. She gripped the rail tight and moaned my name as she climaxed. I felt her pussy grip my cock and dripped down my legs. 

"I want you to cum on my ass," she managed to say in between breaths. I let her stand on the floor and slowly pulled my dick out. I felt more of her cum gushing out, dripping down my cock and legs. Some of it even splattered on the floor at our feet.

"I didn't know you were a squirter like that," I said as I rubbed the head of my cock over her ass.

"That ony happens when I'm getting it real good," she responded. I gently spread her ass cheeks and pressed my cock in between them. Eva started moving her ass, moving my cock up and down between her cheeks. I looked behind us and saw the woman furiously fucking her pussy, her glistening fingers sliding in and out of her wet hole.

"We have an audience, and she's enjoying the show," I whispered in Eva's ear. She turned around and saw the woman sitting back on the deck chair, masturbating. Eva waved her fingers at the woman, and the woman smiled back. Eva reached back and grabbed the back of my neck. Turning her head, she pulled me down and gave me another deep kiss. She continued to grind slowly on my cock as we kissed. After a few moments, I felt the pressure build up in my balls. I told Eva I was about to cum. She pushed me back a little and reached behind her to grab my cock. She started stroking my dick. I felt my toes tense up and my head start spinning. I let out deep grunt as cum shout out my cock and onto Eva's ass. She jerked my dick faster, pumping my hot semen out. She looked right at our watcher and rubbed the head of my cock all around her ass. The woman arched her back and her body shuddered. When she was done, she pulled her top back on and pulled her thong off her feet. Holding them in her hands, she stood up, straightened her skirt, and gave us a big smile and nod before walking away.

Eva and I pulled our shorts back on and, as I was about to tie her top back, she reached up and stopped me. "No, I think I'll go back to my room like this," she said, smiling. "It will give Dawn something to talk about." She took my hand and led me back inside so I could walk her to her room.



The Cruise Ch. 01



We sat around on the mattresses while a guy fixed drinks. This was a friendly group and we were made to feel very welcome and comfortable. After the first round of drinks, which were very strong, one of the guy asked the black singer to dance. The french one leaned over and asked if I wanted to dance as well. As she molded her body to mine, I saw Jamie and Jill get up and begin to dance. My cock twitched in anticipation of what could happen. Their hands were wandering over each other’s body. Jamie’s hands cupped my wife’s ass and then started to pull the material of her short skirt up. He was soon caressing her bare ass, as his two friends looked on. I saw him exchange a look with the guys and maneuver her over to where they were sitting. Soon they were in a position to see up between her legs as she and Jamie danced. Jamie’s hand moved around between them and I heard her gasp and spread her legs a little as his hand found what it was looking for. My french singer excused herself saying that she was going to go change and would be back in a little while. I found a good vantage point on the floor where I could watch my wife with her friends. They had stopped dancing, Jamie was busy finger fucking her as the guys were caressing her legs and ass. With in a few moments her skirt hit the floor followed be her blouse. They laid my wife down next to her clothes and proceeded to kiss and lick her whole body. By the time one of them reached her pussy she was ready to explode. After a few minutes of licking her clit and fucking her with a couple of fingers she came with a cry of pleasure. While the one was eating her the other two were getting undressed. After my wife’s orgasm, they rolled her over with her head in ones lap and her ass in the air. She began sucking the cock in front of her as Jamie moved behind her. Easing her knees apart he put the head of his large cock as her entrance. His butt and legs flexed and he was buried deep in my wife’s pussy. I heard her say.

“Oh yes!!! Fuck me. Ah!” as Jamie began to fuck her with long deep strokes. 

Hearing a cry of pleasure I looked over at the black singer and her partner. They were naked on the floor and he had just slid his cock into her. Her legs were spread high and wide as her pumped in and out. Seeing that I was the only one still clothed I quickly stripped, my hard-on bouncing in the air. 

“Whoa, looks like I got back in the nick of time.” my little french singer announced. 

She was wearing the ships terry cloth robe which she tossed to me reveling her nude body. She went to her partner who was now being fucked from behind and slid in front of her. Her friend started to give her some head while the guy behind continued to pound away. A cry from my wife caught my attention. She had her head down and her ass up and spread. Jamie was driving his cock straight into her very fast. She was tweaking her clit with her fingers and shaking with her impending climax. He suddenly lunged into her with a cry as his hips jerked in and out with each ejaculation of his orgasming cock. My wife was grunting and pushing back at him in time with his jerks. I knew what he was feeling, her pussy was opening and closing around his cock as her orgasm streamed through her. My wife is gorgeous when she cums. As soon as Jamie pulled out of her she flopped over on her back and pointed at the next guy. He was one her in a flash. His cock was bigger than Jamie’s which caused Jill to make him go slow but he was soon deep inside her and she was egging him on. My french singer came over and asked me if I wanted to try her on for size. Taking her from the rear allowed me to watch my wife and fuck her at the same time. What a nice tight pussy she had. Jill was squeezing her partners balls with her hands and his cock with her pussy. He was moaning that she was going to make him cum. 

“Do it, come on fuck me, let me feel your cock explode in my pussy, oh yes, there it is, yessssss the hiss of the last word echoed in my ear as he came.

She wrapped her legs around him, holding his bursting cock deep inside her. My cock was twitching right along with her as I flooded the singers pussy. There was still one hard cock in the room and it was not to be denied. It’s owner was tapping my wife’s lover on the shoulder trying to get him off her. Jill looked at him.

“Be patient you will get your turn. Get me a pillow.” 

He smiled and collected one. Jill looked at me and smiled shrugging her shoulder.

“One more, Ok?” 

“Sure!” I replied with a smile. 

She rolled over with the pillow under her hips and pushed her pussy at him saying, “well?”

He fucked her for the next fifteen minutes while the rest of us watched. My wife just laid there for the first ten minutes but as he built up speed and depth she began to respond. She arched her back presenting him with a wide open pussy which he drove into repeatedly. As he began to cum she used her muscles to milk his cock dry. When they were done, he told her that she was the best fuck he had ever had. Having been on his side of that kind of milking, I could agree with him wholeheartedly. We talked for the next hour or so, telling each other how much fun we had just had, before Jill and I left for our cabin. I can tell you that cumming in fifth is a fun thing to do.

When I woke the next morning, it was warm in the cabin and Jill had thrown off half of her covers. She looked beautiful in the morning light and I wondered why I had enjoyed watching her fuck those guys last night, so much. I thought about it while I performed my morning rituals then it hit me. This boat was a fantasy, we were living in a fantasy world while on board. The unreal nature of the cruise along with the freedom that booze gives a person had liberated us of our inhibitions, enabling us to live our fantasies. Then I wondered if Jill was living her’s or just going along with mine? I hoped that it was her’s that she was living and not feeling like she was sacrificing for me. When Jill woke up she was quiet and subdued. I asked if anything was wrong or if she was sore. She said that she was fine, but I still wondered. My wife was acting strange, at least it felt like she was. She just wanted to laze around the cabin for awhile so I went to breakfast. At breakfast I ran into the guy from the penthouse, John wondered why we didn’t show up last night. I explained the party conflict and hopped that he would invite us again. He said that it would be his pleasure, the image of him with my wife came to mind.

“yes it would be your pleasure.” 

I also explained that you were acting strange and I was worried that you were feeling like I didn’t love you. He asked if he could help in any way and I told him I didn’t think so. I ate breakfast and returned to the cabin only to find it empty. Not knowing where Jill had gone I decided to relax and read a book. I must on dosed off because Jill woke me up when she returned to the cabin, after having been gone for three hours. She was a different person than when I left her this morning. She was bright, cheerful and full of energy. I asked her where she had been?

This is what she told me. “When I woke up I was overcome by feeling of guilt and shame when I remembered what a slut I had been during the last couple of days. I was afraid of liking it too much and would be unable to control myself. I could not understand why after all these years I had let myself go to such extremes. It worried me that you seemed to really enjoyed sharing me with those other men and I was concerned that you may not love me as much as I did you. Then I saw the worried look of concern in your eye and knew that you did love me. I was still in mental conflict over my own desires. After you left, the cabin became too small so I slipped on a sun dress and went up on deck. I was just wondering around thinking about the night before when I felt a tap on my shoulder. John said he had just talked with you at breakfast and wondered how I was feeling. I told him that I felt fine and then he told me that you were worried about me. I had a warm feeling go through me when he said that. I smiled and said, “ no really I’m ok it’s just on this cruise I was doing things I would not do ordinarily.”

“Ah you are worried about your lack of inhibitions.” he replied. 

I must have looked shocked because he continued, “I have been on a lot of cruises and have seen it hundreds of times. Don’t worry about it, the feeling only lasts as long as the cruise. In fact just lay back and enjoy it.” 

The last was said with a twinkle in his eye and a pat on my bottom. 

“Tell you what I have to go into town for an hour or so, why don’t you come up to the penthouse so you can sort out your feelings alone.” he suggested. 

It sounded like a good idea so I said ok and off we went. 

The suite was beautiful and spacious with a private sun deck and hot tub. John said to make myself at home and left. Ten minutes later some one knocked, it was room service. John had ordered me some cheese and crackers along with a bottle of my favorite wine. I settled down on the sundeck enjoying the view and John’s thoughtfulness. The bottle was three quarters gone when John returned and I was still not sure of my feelings. I was secure in my marriage but my actions were just not me. I resolved to not let the unreality of the cruise to cause me any more bad feelings. I felt better and more in control of my inhibitions and decided to keep my legs closed to other men. John asked how I was feeling? I told him that I was feeling much better and thanked him for his kindness. 

When I stood up, I found myself falling into John’s arms. Whoops, three quarters of a bottle of wine had effected me more than I had realized. Then I realized that he was still holding me and that it felt good. I could feel the hard muscles of his chest and smell the erotic odor of his cologne. His hands moved along my body

“You feel good in my arms.” 

I felt my resolve slipping and turned to move away as I did we came face to face and he kissed me. I found myself kissing him back and liking that, too. It seemed like my mind had left my body and I was standing above watching. John move my docile body to the bed and removed my dress, I felt myself blush as he gazed at my naked body. Then his shirt and shorts floated to the floor and he was standing naked in front of me. My eyes traveled over his well muscled body until they reached his crotch. He was huge, my hands reached out and grabbed him one above the other, there was still two inches of him above my hands. He smiled and gently laid me on the bed. Moving between my spread legs he placed his cock at my opening and began to push into me. My legs moved back and my hips moved up involuntarily inviting him in. When the thickness of the head of his cock slipped into me I woke up. John thought that I had changed my mind and began to withdraw.

“No!” I told him as I grabbed his hips, “wait!” 

The uneasy feeling that I had been having, were gone and I knew that things were ok. It was just the cruise and I would be myself again when it was over. With that realization, I flexed my hips and pulled with my hands pushing his cock into me. 

“Now!! Fuck me.” I told him. 

He began to do just that. His size was not too big as I a feared, in fact he felt wonderful. I began to urge him on.

“Yes, fuck me, stick your hard cock in me.” 

My hips rolled up to meet each of his thrusts and before long I was cumming. It was one of the best orgasms of my life. He just kept pounded it into me as my orgasm opened my pussy up to him. I could feel him swelling and knew that I would be feeling his cock erupt in me soon. That thought and his cock brought me to another orgasm immediately after the last. With a cry of pleasure he buried him self deep inside me. His cock began to throb and pulse inside my undulating pussy. Then he exploded, his cock seemed to expand with each pulse as I felt him flooding my pussy. My body lost control as it contorted it’s self around his cock with it’s own climax. My brain came back on line telling me to breath. I found myself clenching his cock with my pussy as hard as I could. He was smiling at me as I smiled back releasing him from my depths. We both sighed as he slipped out. We relaxed in the hot tub for a while before I realized how long I had been gone. So here I am.

My shorts had a tent pole in them by the time she finished her story. She smiled as asked if I wanted something, while taking off her dress. We made love for the next hour and then took a nap. Around three in the afternoon we awoke, to discover that we were starving. We threw on our swimsuits figuring that we would get something to eat from the grill next to the pool. As we were eating, no less than ten different guys came by to say hello. Each made it a point to tell Jill were they would be this evening. Jill wondered why all these strange guys kept coming over, until I explained that the word must have gotten out. 

“What word?” she asked. 

I snickered and gave her the your kidding look and then pointedly looked at her skimpy bikini. 

“Oh!” she blushed, “that word.” 

“Yep that’s the one. 

“They are hopping to be next. Have you seen any likely candidates?” I asked. 

“Well!” she replied gave the crowd an appraising look. 

She pointed out several guys that might deserve a more in depth investigation. 

“I think I’ll take a walk around, just for the fun of it.” she said.



The Cruise Ch. 02



It took her almost an hour to walk around the pool deck. My wife was stopped by one, two or groups of guys all trying to gain her company. As she was talking to the guys she was animated, bending down to talk to one would put her butt in the face of another and give the one she was talking to an view of her C cup breasts. By the time she returned my wife was breathing hard and had the look of a woman in heat. 

“Well that was fun.” she announced. 

“I bet” was my reply. 

“Those guys were very imaginative with their indecent proposals.” She snickered. 

“Yeah that’s what they wanted alright, to put it in-decent.” I ventured. 

My wife just smiled, “John asked if we wanted to attend his party tonight. He said that there should be about twenty or thirty people there and that a swinging good time will be had by all.” 

I agreed to go with her, wondering what kind of action we would get involved with. 

John had told her that the dress for this evening was fancy and that the ladies would be trying to dress as sexy as possible. Jill wore her nylons and garters along with a half cup push up bar which left her nipples bare. Over that she wore a silk dress which was fitted on the top emphasizing her breasts and loose on the bottom, the hem stopping about four inches above the knee. When she twirled a seated person could see her bare ass and pussy. There were about twenty people in John’s penthouse when we got there, approximately two thirds were male. We were introduced to several groups and supplied with a strong drink. The party goers mingled for the next hour or so as more people arrived. Then John announced that there would be a dance contest for the ladies and that he would put up $1000.00 to give to the winner. The idea of the prize made the ladies change their woman’s lib grumbling to that of excitement. The contestants were given a number to attach to their bodies any way they wanted. Jill wrapped hers around her upper arm. The spectators gather round the walls of the main room with the ladies in the middle. All ten of the ladies would dance together for the contest. There were five judges with numbered cards at the end of each dance each lady was judged by adding up the scores of the judges. The lady with the lowest score was dropped from the group before each dance number. The judges were spread around the room so that they could better see from all angles. There were no rules on the ladies performances, they could do anything that they figured would win the prize. The first dance was a warm up as the ladies tried to gage what the crowd wanted. I along with the other guys was expecting to see some pretty sexy dancing. At the end of the first, John said that he would also give a $500.00 runner’s up prize. That really galvanized the dancers for the first judging round. There were people standing, sitting on chairs and couches and sitting on the floor watching. The dancers moved around the room doing their best to spot the judges and empress them. As each dance was judged the crowd booed and cheered the results. By the time we were down to five dancers, the dancing was getting pretty explicit. Most of the dancers had flashed their breasts and panty covers rear-ends at the crowd. Some, like Jill, had not wore panties and they were wildly cheered when the hems of their dresses went up. By the end of the fifth dance four of them had pulled down their tops exposing their breasts except one. She was judged out for the forth round.

The tops stayed down as the dancers took a break. They including my wife circulated through the thinning crowd. Several of the more prudish women drug their husbands away. The group in the penthouse was down to about ten guys and the dancers. As the remaining contestants relaxed and had a drink, their semi naked condition was taken advantage of. I noticed Jill leaning against a wall with her leg on a chair while some guy massaged her calf and another massaged her pussy while nibbling on her nipples. She seemed to be enjoying the attention as were the other dancers. Several were sucking cocks and or stroking them while they were being similarly stimulated. During the forth dance all pretense was gone as the girls all took off their dresses. Most of the guys were stroking their cocks as they watched. One girl decided that showing her pussy was too much and she was judged out. Her boy friend and another guy took her into the bedroom. Now there were eight guys and three women left. Jill put a leg between the naked thighs of two guys sitting on a couch and told them to take off her nylons and garter. She motioned to a third to take off her bra. She then gave each one a lap dance, rubbing her naked pussy up and down their hard cocks and her breasts on their chests. The other girls were doing the same. At the end of that dance the girls were judged tied. The judges announced that there would be one more tie breaker dance and encouraged the ladies to do what ever they could to win. With three horny girls in a room with eight horny guys it was obvious what would happen. Jill looked at me and then at a guy several feet away, licking her lips as she did. The guy was a light colored black guy with a rather large cock, about eight or nines inches. Then the dance started.

One girl laid on the floor and invited any of the guys who wanted to dance with her. Two guys took her up on her offer. One guys straggled her chest and she began to suck his cock while the other moved between her legs and began to fuck her. Jill and the other girl continued giving lap dances to the rest of the guys. They would dance on one then move to the next, only this time they made sure that each cock found it’s way inside. Jill started across from me and I watched as she rubbed the guy’s hard cock on her pussy for a few moments while her sucked her nipples and rubbed her ass. Then she leaned forward and grabbed his cock, putting it between her legs. My wife then pushed it into her pussy and began to ride him. Within moments she was cumming, her back arched and she began to moved back and forth on him with his cock buried as deeply as possible her ass clenching with each forward stroke. The guys legs stiffened and he began to thrust up at her. He grabbed her ass and pulled back exposing to my gaze his cock piston in and out of her. Another guy came over to her and grabbed her head putting his hard cock in front of her, she immediately began to suck it. Looking around the room I saw that each of the girls was being fucked and were sucking other cocks at the same time. The guys fucking my wife was moaning and driving his cock up into her very quickly. His balls started to jerk as he came and I could see his cum coated cock slid in and out of her until he was too soft and slid out. My wife moved off him and knelt in front of the black guy. She began to suck on his hard cock while the guy she had been sucking got behind her and shoved his cock into her. I could see that she was on a sexual high as she was fucking him back with abandonment. My wife was trying to get as much cock in her as possible, from both ends. Both guys were enjoying her attention to detail. They went at it for the next ten minutes until the guy fucking her moaned and pulled out cumming on her upturned ass. Jill then turned her attention fully on the black guy. Pushing him over on his back she mounted him. She moaned as his full length slid into her, the view that she presented me was fantastic. My wife was sliding up and down on his cock using long seven to eight inch strokes. The sight of his black cock fucking her white pussy was too much for me and I came in the mouth of the girl sucking me. Jill continued to ride him through two more orgasms before her put her on her back. Putting her legs on his shoulders, he slid all nine inches of himself into her with one stroke and began to fuck her hard. He fucked my wife like that for several moments before letting her legs go and laying full length on her. Jill wrapped her legs around him and they began to fuck each other toward their mutual orgasms. Their climax was something to see with each crying out and clawing at each other as they came. Some of the guys wanted seconds which the girls were happy to provide. We all soaked in the hot tub for awhile, then John announced that a winner had been named. He looked at the group,

“The scoring was close, with only a few points separating the contestants, but Linda was the winner. She fucked 7 guys while the other two only did six.”

Jill was runner up because she had taken the more time with her partners. It was only 11:30 so some of us decided to see what was happening at the lounges.

As we walked toward the disco some of us realized that we were hungry so we stopped by the buffet. After grabbing something to eat, Jill seemed to be full of energy. I asked her how she was feeling and she told me that she was wonderful. 

“I can still feel that big black cock throbbing in me and it is making me horny.” she concluded. 

“Ah oh, the guys at the disco are in for a treat.” I thought. 

The disco was on deck 12 which was the top deck. We had to walk along the pool to get there from the buffet. Several couples were using the lounge chairs by the pool to make out in which gave Jill an idea. 

“You want to make out?” she asked me. 

“Sure” I replied. 

“Me too” one of the guys who was with us chimed in. 

“You looking to get laid again sweety?” I asked her. 

She looked at me and the other guy

“Yes but I want to dance first.” 

“Ok, let’s go then.” I replied. 

The guy and I walked on each side of my wife as we made out way to the disco. We each had a hand on the panty less rear end as we walked. Any one who cared to look could have seen our hands caressing her naked ass as we entered the disco. It was crowded and we finally found some chair against a far wall and ordered dome drinks. My wife drug me to the dance floor where we danced for the next half hour. She was using all her sexy moves and the people closest to the floor were getting an eye full especially when she spun. I got tired and convinced her to sit down for a few minutes. After about ten minutes she went to the bathroom. Twenty minutes later she still was not back so I went looking for her. I was standing next to a table with three guys sitting at it when a forth returned

“That woman is back on the floor” the four of them got up and headed to the dance area. 

I followed only to discover that the woman was my wife. She was dancing with some guy I had never seen before. She was out there swaying her hips and having a good time. I heard some of the comments the guys were making. ‘I wish I was him. If only I could get my wife to dress like that. I would love to see her naked. Naked hell I want to fuck her. She is beautiful.’ 

“That’s my wife they are talking about” I thought. 

My cock swelled with pride. A slow song was playing as Jill and her partner came together for it’s sensual beat. Jill’s hips were keeping time with the beat by gently humping his upper thigh. The floor was semi dark so one could not see any details but it appeared as if one of his hands was stroking her breasts. She was not wearing her bra either. The song ended and she took his hand. She began to led him toward out chairs. I hurried back so I would be there when she got back. 

“This is Gary.” 

I shook his hand and said hello. He looked disappointed to see me. 

“I wonder why? ” I thought with a snicker.

They sat with Jill next to me and her back against the wall. 

“He’s got a hard on” she whispered. 

“So what are you going to do about it?” I asked. 

“Just watch.” she replied. 

She leaned forward and kissed him as her hand moved to his zipper. A few moments later his hard cock was poking through his pants and Jill’s hand was slowing stroking it. He looked like he was in shock but he didn’t move to stop her. His back was to the crowd, which had thinned out quite a bit and we were in a corner away from prying eyes, mostly. Then I saw him lift his hips and his pants and shorts came to rest on his ankles. Jill pulled him forward so that his hips were at the edge of the chair. With a smile at me, she put a knee on each side of him. Her dress created a tent over their laps as she moved her hips in and out, obviously rubbing her pussy on his cock. I moved closer to them and ran my hand up his leg to my wife’s ass caressing it. She moved forward and up, then looking at me.

“Put it in for me.” 

I grabbed the guys cock and positioned at the entrance of my wife’s pussy then held it. I used my other hand to guide her down on it. He moaned as she began to gently ride him, my hand resting alongside his cock as she moved it in and out of her. That was a very unique feeling. I noticed three of the guys I had over heard, standing not far a way watching. When I motioned them to come over, two of them sauntered over. I told them to stand in front of her so nobody else could see what was happening. Once they were positioned I unzipped the back of Jill’s dress allowing her breasts to be exposed. Her new admirers took advantage of her topless condition by each caressing one of her breasts. Jill’s motion immediately began to speed up. With my hand once again riding with her strokes, I could tell that both he and she were getting close. I ran a finger up along side his cock on one of her down strokes and ended up inside her as she began to cum. As I was sliding my finger out, I felt him begin to cum as well. I positioned my finger on her ass as she slammed down on him when he begin to cum. My finger slid into ass as she ground her pussy around on his throbbing cock. I could feel him cumming through the thin tissue inside her, it was a very erotic touch. Jill was bitting her lip to keep from crying out as she came, almost succeeding. 

“That was amazing.” one of the guys said. 

“No shit.” from the other. 

Jill just smiled and pulled up her dress as she dismounted and sat next to me. Gary just sat there with his wet shinny cock out in the open still dazed by it all. Then he stood up and put his clothes back in order. Thanking us profusely he departed. Jill told the two boys to sit down if they liked, which they did. She thanked them for providing her the cover she needed. They told her that it was their pleasure and to call if she needed their assistance again. Leaning over to me.

“Well should I fuck these two or call it a night?” 

I told her to do whatever she wanted wondering how she could possibly want, let alone handle two more cocks. She told guys that she would need the help in getting to her cabin. 

The four of us left the disco a few minutes later. I could not believe that my wife was still horny after all the activities she had so far this evening. Here she was laughing and teasing these two guys as they tried their best to be cool. As we were walking Jill said “ok” and the boys walked away. 

She turned to me.

“Are you sure it’s ok to fuck these two?” 

“Yes why?” I replied. 

“Well I have been pretty crazy tonight and I wanted to make sure that you were ok.” she explained. 

“No I’m fine. I can wait my turn. I am really enjoying this new you. It makes me very horny and I also realize what a lucky guys I am to have you.” I replied. 

She moved into my arms and we kissed for several moments. 

“So where did the guys go?” I asked. 

“I told them to meet us on deck seven under the port bow lifeboats.” she answered. 

“So?” I said with a shrug. 

She took my hand and led me to the elevator. The wind swirled her dress up over her hips as we walked down deck seven. The guys were waiting along the rail as far forward as the passengers could go. Jill Leaned with her back against the rail next to them

“Hi guys, you waiting for any one in particular or will I do?” 

“Oh you will do just fine.” one said stepping up close to her and planting a kiss on her lips while his hand roamed her body. 

My wife’s hand also moved to his cock which was outlined in his pants. They kissed and felt each other up for several minutes while his friend and I watched. Then she pushed him away and turned to give his friend the same opportunity. While they were embracing I pulled the zipper on her dress, again. It fell to the deck a few seconds later as did the first guys pants. My wife leaned over the rail as he moved behind her and with one quick shove was balls deep in her pussy. She told him to just fuck her any way he wanted so he began to pull her on and off his hard cock, as fast as he could. With in five minutes he was cumming in her with a loud moan. As soon as he moved out of the way his friend was plugged in and fucking her for all he was worth. He must have been really turned on because he didn’t last any more than three minutes but that was long enough for Jill. His climax triggered hers. After he slid out, she just slid on her dress without zipping it and we headed back to our cabin.

As soon as we were back in our cabin, my wife was naked on the bed and asking me to fuck her. Two seconds later I was deep inside her and she was moaning how much she loved me and how much she had enjoyed fucked the different guys tonight. I told her how much I had loved watching her and hoped to see more but that this time she had been fucked too much. She was so well lubricated and stretched out that my cock could hardly feel her. She rolled over on her belly with a pillow under her hips, then pointing at her ass

“Put it in here.” 

I was totally surprised, she has never let me fuck her ass before. As I eased into her she opened herself up to me. 

“Now this is tight.” I thought. 

I started to build up speed and she started to moan like she does when she is building to an orgasm. She snaked her hands down between her legs and began to play with herself as I fucked her ass. With in moments she was cumming. As her orgasm peaked she clamped down on me which almost made me cum as well. Then she pulled away from me and I thought she had been hurt but she opened the drawer where we kept the vibrator. After inserting it into her pussy she re-presented me with her ass.

“do it some more.” 

I could feel the buzz of her toy cock when I pushed back into her. With in moments we were fucking each other like crazy. The vibrator was going in and out, my cock was going in and out and we were both on the verge of cumming. Jill started cumming first and with the vibrator deep inside her along side my cock, I exploded too. It had to have been our best mutual orgasm ever. We were both exhausted, collapsing in bed and not coming to, until the next morning.

This was our last day of the cruise, the next morning we would be disembarking and returning home. The island we were on were supposed to be famous for it’s beaches, many of which were reported to be clothing optional. When we went to breakfast we talked to several people who were thinking of trying out the beaches as well. About fifteen of us met in the Grand Foyer and decided to rent a couple of cars. The idea was to explore the beaches until we found one that we liked. We knew about half of the group from our earlier escapades. The roup consisted of five women and ten men. The women were all married to one of the guys and several of the unattached guys were also married but their wives did not want to come. Jim and Sandy were one of the couples who went with us, which seemed appropriate since we had met them on the beach earlier. They were the ones which started us on our journey of sexual abandonment. We explored several beaches before finding one we all liked. It was a small cove with a white sand beach shaded with several large palm trees. We found it by asking a local who said that it was his favorite and was seldom used. Our group found places to park and stripped done to our birthday suits. Some we were playing frisbee and touch football on the beach. The touch football was more like grope football since players were doing more than touching between the plays. 




The Cruise Ch. 02



Evening of the second day:

Jeff and Cindy left Molly and Greg's stateroom to shower and get ready for dinner in the main dining room. They didn't bother to put any clothes over their sweaty, sticky bodies, and actually began to find it somewhat exciting to know that others were checking out their bodies and probably wondering what they'd been up to all afternoon. In the elevator down to their floor they embraced and kissed hotly. Each could taste a mixture of sexual fluids on the other's lips, and it sent a new tingling through their bodies. When the elevator stopped at the floor above theirs they broke their kiss as an attractive dark-skinned couple got on, just as naked as Jeff and Cindy.

"Don't let us stop you," the woman said with a smile, "unless you want to kiss me like that instead."

Jeff and Cindy laughed, but they got the impression that the woman was serious. Cindy gave a little "What the heck" shrug and motioned her head in the woman's direction in a silent, "Go ahead" gesture. Jeff put one hand on the back of the woman's head and the other in the small of her back and pulled her naked form against his. He covered her mouth with his and she immediately responded by opening her mouth and sliding her tongue deep into his mouth. As their moths writhed together and their tongues tangled, she sensuously ground her naked pussy mound against Jeff's quickly stiffening cock.

After 15 or 20 seconds the woman broke free and with a big smile said, "That was marvelous!" Then she added, "But I was talking to your wife."

With a laugh Cindy stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the woman, sliding one hand up the middle of her back and the other across the smooth skin of her rounded ass. As their tits pressed against one another Cindy said, "Truth be told, I was kind of hoping you meant me." Then she planted her mouth on the woman's lips and kissed, sucked, and tongued even more than Jeff had!

Only when the elevator door opened and closed for the third time, waiting for somebody to push a button, did Cindy and the woman break their steamy kiss. By that time both Jeff and the woman's husband had raging hard-ons, and the man said, "I'm feeling pretty left out here."

With an impish smile Cindy said, "Poor baby." and dropped to her knees in front of him. She took his stiff, dark-skinned dick in her hand and planted a big kiss on the pre-cum soaked head, pressing the tip of her tongue into the tiny hole as best she could. Then she began sucking on it and slowly took the head into her mouth. She sucked hard and flicked her tongue all around his cock head for several seconds before pulling away with a loud "pop". She stood up and said, "There, is that better?"

As the door opened for the forth time Jeff and Cindy finally stepped off the elevator onto their floor saying, "Hope we see you around the ship." to the other couple.



An hour later Jeff and Cindy were being seated in the dining room. Unlike on many cruises, all of the meals were "open seating", meaning that you didn't necessarily sit with the same guests each night. This allowed for much more mingling.

Cindy was topless and wearing a wrap-around sarong with no panties underneath. Jeff was topless as well, and wore a pair of khaki dress slacks, also with nothing underneath. They were seated at a table for six and were the first ones there. Their waitress was a stunning young Polynesian woman with long pitch-black hair to the middle of her back. She wore a sarong about half the size of Cindy's low across her hips, and wore nothing on top, allowing her dark-nippled, medium-sized breasts to be appreciated by all. When she leaned over them to fill their wine glasses the smiling waitress made sure to rub her erect nipples over the naked flesh of both Jeff and Cindy's backs. Cindy's naked nipples immediately began to swell at the sensation, and though unseen below the table and inside his pants, Jeff had a similar reaction, fueled more so by Cindy's obvious reaction to the waitress's sexual caress.

A minute later two other couples were seated and they all made introductions to one another. Next to Jeff sat Paula who was a middle-aged natural blonde with large natural tits that hung free within a loose silk blouse unbuttoned to the navel. Her husband, Carl, was a hairy-chested man who obviously worked out. 

Next to Cindy sat a petite woman who would have a hard time passing for 18, but who claimed to be 22. She had close-cropped dark hair, a quick gleaming smile, and the most perfect tits Jeff or Cindy had seen on the cruise so far. They were on the large side of average for a woman of Dawn's size and they didn't droop a bit. Everyone naturally wondered if they were fake. Beside Dawn sat Kevin, who introduced himself as Dawn's "partner". He was a tall handsome young man with an athlete's body and sparkling green eyes.

As usual, it was hard to start a conversation between three sets of total strangers, so Dawn had come up with a great ice-breaker. She was very used to people wondering about her boobs, especially on this cruise where they were out there for all to see, so after the introduction Dawn said to the table, "How many here think that Paula has her own boobs?" Every laughed at the boldness of the question and Paula turned a nice shade of pink as everyone looked at her tits. "Seriously," Dawn repeated with a big smile. "Hold up your hand if you think those are Paula's natural boobs."

Over the initial shock of the question, Paula scooped her tits out of her blouse and held them up giving them a big shake. Amid laughter, everyone voted that Paula's boobs were real.

"Okay," Dawn said, "how about Cindy? They're gorgeous, but are they real?"

Cindy saw this coming and she cupped her hands under her tits and squeezed them making her already enlarged nipples swell even more. Once again the vote was unanimous in favor of natural tits.

"Now how about me?" Dawn said, as she stuck her chest forward. As she expected, nobody quite knew how to vote. "Okay," she said standing up, "I'll give you all a hint. I'll let you feel them, then you can vote."

One by one she went around the table and each person fondled her tits. Carl even leaned down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, jokingly claiming that natural tits tasted completely different than silicone boobs. Finally she sat down and asked for a vote. Again, everyone voted that they were real, or at least so good that they couldn't tell the difference.

"Well you're all right," she announced. "They're home-grown and all mine; not a drop of silicone or saline to be found."

With an ice-breaker like that the conversations began flowing and were open and interesting. They found out that Paula and Carl had been swingers for years and even had their own amateur web-site devoted to finding like-minded adults in one's own area. Jeff and Cindy told the others that neither had ever had sex with another person until this cruise and they could all hardly believe it.

When Dawn told them that she and Kevin were actually brother and sister and had been having sex for years, everyone just stared at them in wide-eyed disbelief. Having gotten the shocked expression that she expected, Dawn then clarified that they weren't actually blood-related, but were only step-siblings.

Carl, a fan of incest-themed erotic fiction, was truly intrigued. "So how did you two first end up doing it? You grow up taking baths together or something?"

"Actually, we did when we were really young… though I don't remember it." answered Dawn. "My mom and his dad got married when were less than one. We grew up thinking we were real sister and brother. We were 15 when they told us, and only then because I had to have a blood test done to see if my real dad had passed on some weird gene to me.

"Of course that was about the time that we were both discovering sex and with the new information that we weren't really sister and brother we began looking at each other differently. And by that I mean spying on one another to see if we could get a glimpse of each other naked.

"It went on for years, and at first neither of us knew that the other was peeking too, until one day shortly after I had turned 18. I was drying myself after a shower and I happened to notice something move behind me in the mirror. Then I realized what it was; it was a little hand-held mirror Kevin was using to peek under the door.

"My first instinct was to cover up, but then I realized that he was just looking for the same thing I was. I was also a bit flattered that he wanted to see me naked… that he must think I'm sexy. So dropped the towel and stood there naked, my butt toward him and my tits… much smaller then… easily visible in the mirror. I had never even imagined this before, but I found it so exciting to know he was peeking at my naked body. I didn't even know what an exhibitionist was at that time, much less a voyeur.

"I ran my hands over my bare ass and spread my cheeks so I was sure Kev could see my butt hole. Then I played with my tits, pinching and pulling my nipples until my pussy was dripping wet. Then I reached down and started playing with my pussy. Not so much for Kev's benefit, but for mine! I was hotter than I could ever remember! Then I remembered Kevin, and I turned around so he could see my front. I sat up on the counter, put one foot on the toilet and the other against the tub, and slid first one, then two, then three fingers up my pussy. As I hammered my fingers up my hole all I could think of was Kevin watching me. I imagined him with his dick in his hand beating off while he watched me do the same. God! I'm wet just talking about it," Dawn said with a laugh.

"Me too!" said Paula.

The rest of the table agreed that they were having a similar reaction, and even the cute waitress said, "Don't stop with just the appetizer! Give us the main course!" The whole table laughed and agreed.

Between bites of their meal Dawn and Kevin related the following story:

Kevin was in fact lying on the floor outside the bathroom door jerking off while watching his "sister" finger-fuck her dripping pussy. When he shot, he was so hot his spunk went half way up the wall! Thinking about the incident later (when the blood returned to his other head) Kevin realized that Dawn MUST have known he was watching. But he couldn't just come out and ask her just in case he was wrong. But he also decided that turn-about was fair play.

The next time they were alone in the house he told her he was going to take a shower, but to his surprise, she said that she was going out to her friend's house. Then he wondered if that might just be a ploy to make him think he was all alone in the house so he might leave the bathroom door open, or walk around naked or something. As it turned out, that's exactly what Dawn had in mind when she noisily left the house, then silently snuck back in.

Hoping that's what was going through Dawn's mind, Kevin did leave the bathroom door open as he stripped out of his shorts and T-shirt and walked around the bathroom naked getting his towel, shampoo, etc. At one point he looked in the mirror and was able to see Dawn's head poking up over the top step of the stairs, looking right into the bathroom. Kevin climbed into the shower with a raging hard-on knowing his "sister" was checking out his nakedness. He had a hard time fighting the urge to jerk off in the shower, but he wanted to be sure Dawn could see it when he did.

After one of the shortest showers he had ever taken, Kevin stepped from the shower and, facing the open door, he toweled off his wet hair letting Dawn check out his naked body glistening with a sheen of water. Then, much as Dawn had done, Kevin sat back on the edge of the sink and began to stroke his hard cock. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes… almost. He kept them open just enough to see Dawn's face at the top of the steps. Seeing that she was watching as he jerked off was the most erotically exciting thing he'd ever experienced!

The pre-cum that oozed from the tip of his cock gave him plenty of lubrication and his fist fairly flew over rigid meat. It didn't take long before Kevin was taking deep breaths and grunting, "Oh yeah, oh yeah!" The first spurt from his dick went nearly to the bathroom door with several more following half the distance. He continued jerking off in front of his sister's mesmerized eyes until every drop in his young testicles had been coaxed out and covered his hand and ran down his legs.

During Kevin's show Dawn had wiggled out of her panties, leaving them on the stairs, and had finger-fucked herself to multiple orgasms.

As Kevin sat on the sink catching his breath he couldn't resist the urge to look and see if his sister was still there and watching. He opened his eyes and found himself staring directly into Dawn's eyes. They simply stared for several seconds, not knowing what exactly they should do. Then Kevin smiled and said, "Enjoy the show?"

Without a word Dawn stood up from her reclining position on the stairs and walked toward Kevin. She was wearing a lose sweatshirt and with her hand still rubbing her pussy he could see that that was all she was wearing. Kevin wondered exactly what she was going to do, but didn't have long to wonder. Still without uttering a word, she dropped to her knees in front of her "brother" and took his sticky, cum-covered, semi-hard cock into her mouth. In its less-than-erect state she was able to get the whole thing into her mouth and bury her lips into his pubic hair. She wiggled her head back and forth enjoying the stiff hair against her face as much as the hot flesh that completely filled her mouth.

But Kevin was regaining his stiffness quickly and the straightening cock pushed Dawn's lips away from their nesting spot. Looking up into his eyes Dawn pulled back until only the head of her bother's cock was in her mouth. Then she went back down on him, giving him his first-ever blowjob.

The feeling was beyond anything Kevin could have imagined and the sight of his cock slipping into his beautiful, sexy sister's mouth magnified the feeling a hundred-fold.

Looking down he could see Dawn's naked tits though the neck opening of her sweatshirt and he just had to feel them! Knowing that pulling the shirt off over Dawn's head would mean taking his cock from her mouth he decided to go the other way and he pushed the V-necked shirt down, instead. The neck stretched out over her narrow shoulders, but just barely. He pushed down until the neckline was below her now-naked tits. The tight fit, however, had the unanticipated effect of pinning Dawn's arms to her sides. Which in turn, had the unanticipated effect of sending a thrill through Dawn's body that was as surprising as it was fantastic! Quite by accident she had discovered the pleasure of bondage!

With the fire burning in her cunt even hotter than before…hotter than EVER before…Dawn bobbed her head furiously on Kevin's cock as she slammed her fingers into her gushing cunt hole and rubbed her swollen clit with the two hands that were now deliciously trapped in her crotch.

Through the combination of sight, sounds, and feelings, Kevin felt his balls getting ready to erupt once again. He took hold of his sister's head in both hands and began to fuck her face for all he was worth!

She matched the almost-savage thrusts of his cock into her mouth with equally savage pounding of three fingers up her cunt. As he neared his orgasm Kevin drove harder and deeper into Dawn's hungry mouth, finally breaking the barrier of her gag reflex, and shoving the head of his cock down her throat. The sensation of her tight throat around the head of his cock and her lips against his pubic hair sent him over the edge and his first spurt of cum went right down her throat. The next few went into her mouth, and he finished off with deep grunts by jerking off the last dribbles across his sister's lips.

Spent to the point of nearly passing out, Kevin sat down heavily on the toilet taking huge breaths of air. Dawn got up and worked the confining shirt up over her head, then straddled Kevin's legs and sat on his lap naked, facing him. She leaned down and planted a huge mouth-covering kiss on him. He couldn't help but taste his own cum on her lips and surprisingly didn't mind the taste at all.

Finally Dawn broke the kiss and with her forearms on his shoulders she looked into his eyes and said, "My turn, stud. Now you have to eat my pussy."

Kevin scooped her naked form up in his arms and carried her into her bedroom. The rest of the afternoon was spent in wondrous exploration of positions, preferences, and even perversions, including spanking and being tied to the bed-posts.

By the time Dawn and Kevin were done telling their story, their fellow dinner guests were ready to jump each other's bones right there on the table. The waitress (who had been listening as intently as the guests) suggested that they might be more comfortable at the back of the ship where the entire deck had been covered with pads for group activity.

With wet spots and hard-ons all around, the group made their way to the back of the boat.



The Cruise Ch. 02



I couldn't believe how nice it was. I pulled it out of the box and held it up in front of me. It felt like silk against my skin, but it had stretch to the material. It was white with what looked to be hand painted orchids and leaves along the right side that wrapped around the back and down the back. It was a tube dress, which meant it had no sleeves, just one long tube of this elegant sexy fabric.

I slid it on. It felt amazing against my skin. I slid it up over my tits, it was tight but just tight enough to stay up. The hem was about mid calf and it had a slit along the left side that went all the way up my thigh. The painted design went just above my ass and made its way down over one of my ass cheeks. The fabric was lustrous and as I admired myself in the mirror I noticed that you could see the shadow highlighting the crack of my ass through the material. It revealed just enough to show I was wearing no panties underneath. It was absolutely gorgeous and I felt so sexy in it. 

As I started to close the box, I noticed a small package inside. I opened it and found a jewelry set. Again, it was perfect, a white velvet chocker with a drop pearl attachment. There were small silver chains hanging from either side of the pearl with crystals and beads, it looked very Victorian. There was a set of earring as well, long, dangly pearl chandelier type that matched the necklace. I have to say, he has very good taste. I ran my fingers through my hair and threw it up in one of those messy styles. I had to get into my carry on so I could keep it up. It looked sexier with my hair up, to show off my long neck with the earrings and choker. 

I looked a few more times to make sure everything was in place before leaving the bathroom. I stepped out and slowly made my way down the aisle. I felt as if every eye in the place was on me. The flight attendant was busy with a passenger and as she turned to look my way, she looked as if she had lost her breath. She put a hand over her heart and mouthed…"wow". I was blushing. I had to pass her and as I did she rubbed against me, grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear, "delicious" I blushed again and giggled.

As I passed her I noticed Elliot stand and look at me. He put both of his hands on the seat and grinned widely. He stepped into the aisle as I approached him he reached for my hands and held them out in front of me. He looked me up and down and then twirled me around in the aisle, slowly. Then he turned me to face him again, "Even better than I had imagined." He said and kissed my cheek. He made his way back to his seat and sat down.

"I need my carry on so that I can do something with my hair" I told him as I held it up. "Don't you think it would look good up, with this outfit?"

"Oh yeah," he said 

I leaned in right in front of him and reached for the overhead compartment. I fumbled around in it for a few moments and pretended to loose my balance. I almost fell right on top of him, catching myself on the back of his seat with both hands on either side of his head. He caught me with his hands right on my waist. He was staring right at my tits and I felt them getting hard. He lifted his head and rubbed his face against my breasts, I felt his hands sliding up and down my sides, over my hips, around to my ass. He had his eyes closed and was smiling. He was enjoying the feel of the material against me and I was enjoying it as well.

I stood up quickly, and grabbed my bad. I closed the overhead and sat down next to him. He turned his head to me and shook his head, "Hmmmmm, " he sighed heavily. "Mmm, mmm, mmm, just incredible."

I just grinned and began to fumble around in my bag. I grabbed my mirror and a few clips. I pulled my hair up and gathered it with the clips in one of my "just fucked hair dos" as I like to call it. I pulled out a few little wisps of hair around my face. "There," I said, "you like?"

"I love." He whispered.

We sat there for a few moments and before too long they were instructing us that it was time to land. Where had the time gone? It was quite a trip. And we were ready to start our adventure…again.

As our plane came down, we waited for the other passengers to exit before getting our things together. We headed for the door and once again there was our flight attendant. "I hope you had a pleasant flight and I look forward to servicing, I mean serving you again soon" she said with a smile. I gave her a quick hug and peck on the cheek.

" I think it is only fair to repay a favor." I teased her.

She grinned wide and motioned for us to leave. "I can only hope." She said. We walked through the door and out towards the terminal. Quite a memorable trip so far I thought to myself.

We walked to the baggage claim and waited for our luggage. Elliot motioned to a young guy who was standing there. He walked our way. Elliot walked over to meet him and they spoke for a moment and the guy walked away. A little while later a man came towards us with a small cart. Once again Elliot spoke with him and the guy loaded our bags onto the cart. He wheeled it out in front of us and said, "Please follow me."

We walked behind him as he wheeled the cart towards the doors. The doors opened and there was a white limo parked at the curb, door opened with the driver standing at attention behind it. Elliot held my hand, helping me inside then he slid in next to me. The door was closed as the bags were loaded in the trunk. There was another bottle of champagne chilling in an ice bucket. I felt like I was dreaming. I had never been so spoiled, so pampered. I began to sniffle a bit. A tear ran down my cheek.  

"Baby, is everything ok?" Elliot questioned me.

"Perfect." I whispered. And pouted at him a bit.

"Oh, come here sweetie." He said and gave me a firm hug. "Please don't cry babe, this is all for you, I want you to feel like the princess you are. Please just let me treasure you."

"I'm just not used to it." I told him. "I somehow feel like I don't deserve it, like you will find out that I am not who you think I am and feel like you have made a huge mistake." I was beginning to ramble.

"Shhhhhh…drink this." He said and handed me a glass of champagne. "Drink the whole thing, straight down and don't stop, trust me." I did as he said. It was quite bubbly and made my eyes water. As soon as I had finished downing the drink I let out a huge burp! I raised my hand to my mouth, pretty embarrassed.

"Ok, that's it!" He said "I could never date anyone that can let out a sound like that!" And he began to laugh, we began to laugh. It was definitely an icebreaker. I felt more relaxed again. We drove to the hotel and were treated like royalty. Everything was done for us. Doors opened, buttons pushed, bags handled. We were taken to our room and as the door was opened, I once again, felt a little weak.

It must have been the nicest room in the hotel! It was beautiful! It was a huge open suite with a sitting area and sunken tub right in the middle of the room. There was a wonderful view, flowers filled the room, the best of everything and there was nothing more we could have asked for. I don't think I would ever want to leave. I just stood there taking it all in as Elliot talked to the people around us. The bags were in the people left and the door was closed.

"Well…what do you think?" Elliot asked.

I ran into his arms and threw myself at him. I kissed him and he grabbed me, sweeping me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed. We fell into the bed, never letting go of each other. We kissed and touched and felt all over each other. I reached for his shirt and ripped it open I wanted to feel his skin. I kissed his neck and bit him. I worked my way down to his chest and sucked at his nipples.

I fumbled for his belt and then his zipper. I continued to lick and suck and kiss at his chest as I managed to get his pants opened. I sat up on my knees and slid the dress up over my head and reached down to slide his pants down. I grabbed his arms and raised them up over his head and left them there. I wanted him to just lie there, just let me take advantage of him. I lay down on top of him and kissed his mouth, my tongue exploring his. I rubbed my hands all over his body, as I tasted him. I moved slowly with my tongue and hands down to his crotch. His cock was so hard. I licked all around his thighs and tickled around his balls. Then I took his dick in my mouth, no hands and began to suckle it. Slowly I worked the length of it into my wet mouth. I sucked slowly and softly, getting every inch of it. Then I put his balls in my hand as I massaged them. I grabbed his shaft with my hand and began to suck it deeper and deeper, feeling it fill my throat, once I had it buried in my throat I began to swallow and use my tongue to massage his cock.

He moaned deeply, "Oh God…that is so good." He was panting. He sucked his breath in deeply and then let it out with a deep moan. "Mmmmmm"

I used both hands to massage his balls and stroke his cock. I managed to stop working his cock long enough to suck his balls into my mouth, he tasted so good, just as I had remembered. I continued sucking his huge cock lovingly as I slowly worked my fingers back between his ass. I massaged his asshole slowly and he moaned a bit louder, "oh yes, that's good" he said. 

I made my way down between his legs and spread them farther apart so that I could have better access. I sucked at his balls again and licked from right under his balls back to his asshole. I slowly slid my tongue in as I continued stroking his hard cock. I slid my tongue in as far as I could when I felt him grab his legs and hold them up. Mmmm, that was perfect. I could have easy access to all of it. I spread his ass cheeks wide and began to eat his asshole. I rammed my tongue in and sucked at it.  I worked my tongue up and down, to his ass, to his balls. 

I licked a finger to lubricate it and began to work it into his tight asshole as I continued licking and teasing it. I slid it in slowly and started to finger him as I slowly made my way back up to his cock. I rammed it deep into my throat surprising him. "Ahhhh! Oh Yes!!!!" He screamed out loud. "Oh SHIT! YES!" I kept deep throating his cock as I fucked his ass with my finger. I had my finger deep in his ass, massaging his prostate, sucking his dick deeply and passionately. I wanted this to be the best blowjob ever! I wanted him to think I was the best he had ever had. I was lost in him. My mouth was making love to his cock and I was so wet! I wanted him so badly; I wanted him to be into me, I wanted him to love me.

"Oh my God, Oh my God!" He was screaming. "OH BABY!" "I, I, I'm gonna cummmm…oh God!" He started to jerk and buck under me as he made my finger fuck his ass deeply. He was fucking my face with his cock, ramming it deeper and deeper. I started to gag as I felt his cum shoot from his cock and down my throat. "AHHHHH…OHHHHH BABY! DAMN IT! Fuck yessssssssssssssss!" He was cumming. It was filling my throat and mouth. There was so much that it ran from the sides of my lips. I slid my finger from his ass slowly and he lowered his legs down onto the bed, knees up bucking his hips up into my face. I shoved his cock into my mouth and sucked it, getting every drop. 

I felt his body go limp as he stretched his legs straight out and he threw his arms up to his face, covering it. He shook his head and took a deep breath and then threw his hands back down, slamming them hard onto the bed. "MY God woman! I don't know where you learned all that, but damn, whew…that was the best fucking blowjob I have ever had, ever, unbelievable!" He just lay there, spread eagle on his back completely drained. I was proud of myself.

"Oh that?' I said innocently. "Aw shucks, it was nothing." I teased him.

"Come here you" he said and reached out to me. I crawled up to him and threw myself on top of him. Causing him to gasp. I laughed and kissed his neck. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. I started to rub my pussy against him and pinched his nipple hard as I jumped up quickly.

"Come on you, don't think about taking a nap or resting or any of that!" I shouted, pulling at his hands. "Show me the town! I have never been to Miami; do I have to go all by myself? Hard telling what I might get myself into, all alone."

"I'm up, I'm up" he said jumping up to his feet. He quickly sat back down. "Oh shit, head rush!" He said. I walked over, put his head against my breasts and massaged the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair. "Mmmmm, that's good, is there anything you can't do?" He asked.

"Well I guess we will just have to find out won't we?" I teased "but I can always learn anything, anything your little heart desires, I'm all yours." I threw my arms straight out to my sides standing there naked with only my shoes, choker and earrings on. 

I turned around, walked over to the dress laying on the floor and bent over to pick it up. I purposely spread my legs open and put my ass high in the air right in front of his face. I leaned over and looked at him from between my legs and smiled.

"Mm, mmm, mmm…that might just be a little dangerous." He told me

"I'm not worried, I'm ready…whatever, wherever, whenever lover. Fuck me, suck me, bite me, eat me…oooohhhh…you have me completely." I told him through my clenched teeth. I was feeling wild and uninhibited. I was ready for anything and I couldn't wait. I dropped to my knees and crawled over to him, staring into his eyes. I reached the side of the bed and turned my ass to him. I lowered my head and upper body and grabbed my ass cheeks spreading them apart. I slapped my ass hard, several times and then rubbed them.

He reached down and slapped me. He spanked my ass harder and harder. He kneaded my ass cheeks, fondling them. He used one hand to spread them open a little and slapped my vulnerable asshole hard. He slapped at it several times and I could feel it start to tingle and burn. Then he bit my ass cheek hard. He rubbed them both, spreading them and then squeezing them closed. He slid his finger between my cheeks and rubbed my hole gently. He spread my cheeks open again and then I felt him slap at my pussy.

I raised my ass higher in the air, spreading my legs farther apart. He spanked my asshole and cunt hard, and then rubbed them. He did this for quite some time and then stopped. He stood got up and stood in front of me. He raised my head and slapped my face with his dick. "You are a naughty, naughty girl." He said. "I think I will have to take care of you later tonight." I just looked up at him and nodded. I wanted him to punish me. I don't know what came over me but I wanted to feel him hurt me.

I wanted to be pinched and bit and slapped. I wanted him to make me submissive, tie me up, blindfold me, and tell me what to do. I was so hot for him and wanted him to use me however he wanted; however he had fantasized. There were things I wanted to try that I had never been comfortable enough to do until now and I was very excited. I think this is what he wanted as well. We were playing into each others dreams and it was only the beginning.



The Cruise Ch. 02



The screeching of the garbage truck's wheels outside woke Liz at exactly 6:32am. She stretched and rolled over. Next to her was the man she had married three years ago; the one who she had lost touch with; the one she had sucked off in less than two minutes the night before. Apparently, going for two months without getting his dick sucked made for a hard and furious come. She ran her hand through his hair as she looked at him.

"Wake up sexy...we have a vacation waiting for us!" she exclaimed as she sat up. She began to bounce slightly in an effort to wake him. He cracked an eye and the first thing his gaze fell upon was her breasts. Instantly, he was awake.

They spent the next two hours packing and getting things in order. At 10:00, they left for Miami. They drove in silence for a while, both consumed by the events of the night before. Liz shifted in her seat and re-crossed her legs. As she did, Dave caught a glimpse of her white panties. He reached over, grabbed her hand & squeezed.

She smiled and turned back toward the window. Feeling his cock stir, he reached down and put his hand on her thigh, slowly climbing toward her lap. She looked at him and recognized the look in his eyes. It was the same one from last night.

"Feeling a little fresh, are you?" she asked, teasingly.

"Actually, I was thinking of feeling your cunt," he said as he grabbed her pussy. This sent a shock straight through her and her knees parted instantly. 

He rubbed her through her cotton panties until he could feel how damp they had become. He looked over at her and her eyes were closed, a smile upon her lips. Keeping one hand on the wheel and an eye on the road, he slipped a finger under her panties and molested her clit while he drove.

Liz was so turned on that she was subconsciously fucking her hips to his rhythm. He moved his finger down and poked at her fuck hole, which was now dripping wet. Feeling this made Dave's cock hard as a rock.

Liz opened her eyes and looked at Dave with pure lust. She was so fucking hot for him at that moment, that she swore she would do anything he asked of her. 

She noticed the camera sitting in the console. It was the only thing not packed away, because they knew they would be taking pictures before their bags were delivered to their state room on the ship.

She picked up the camera and slid open the lens. She spread her legs wide, leaned back slightly and positioned the camera cunt-high. Dave's fingers slipped into Liz's fuck hole and he held it open obscenely. 

She snapped a picture and looked at it. It was the hottest thing she had ever seen. The wet panties were being pushed to the side as her cunt hole was held open by two thick fingers. You could see the wetness inside her pussy. You could see the wetness on her thighs. You could see it everywhere. Liz snapped several more pictures, each one getting progressively nastier. 

It was with great disappointment that Dave took his hand away from her soaking wet pussy. They were at their exit and he knew he had to pay attention to where he was or he would never find his way to the cruise terminal. 

Liz pouted. To remedy the ache that the sudden stop had caused, she began fingering her cunt.

"No, no, no! You've had two months to finger that tight little hole. Now it's MY turn and I'll be damned if I'm going to miss out on any of that juicy pussy," Dave scolded as he spanked her pussy playfully. Liz sighed and agreed to be a good girl and leave her pussy alone. She slipped her panties back over and readjusted her skirt. Soon, they were at the terminal. 

They were pleasantly surprised to find the line to embark move so quick. Within about 45 minutes, they were sitting on the Lido deck, listening to the steel drum band, each sipping some over-priced fruity concoction with an umbrella in it. Finally, at 1:00 the announcement was made that the state rooms were ready and all guests were welcome to enter theirs at that time. Dave and Liz looked at each other, smiled and sucked down the last few sips of their drinks. 

They entered the elevator and were squashed between an older couple from Ohio and a family on vacation from Wisconsin. As Liz tried to contain her amusement caused from the bickering couple to her right and the mania of the Wisconsin family to her left, she felt Dave's hand slip under her skirt. 

Quickly, he thrust it between her thighs, causing her to lose her balance and bump into the lady from Ohio. She apologized to the woman, who shot a disapproving look at her. Liz lost it and laughed so hard, she couldn't contain herself. She had tears in her eyes from trying not to laugh, and she felt a hot tickle down her leg.

Quickly she clamped her legs together and prayed for the elevator to move quicker. A two hour car ride plus another 2 hours waiting for their room had caused Liz's bladder to overflow. They arrived at the Main deck, where their room was. As they exited the elevator, Liz whispered to Dave.

"I think I just peed my pants!" she laughed hysterically. She was not exactly sure why this whole thing was so funny to her, but she just couldn't stop. The harder she tried, the funnier it got. She felt another trickle, this time, a bit more prominent.

"Oh my GOD, Dave! I did it again! Look!" she managed to sputter out, pointing to her thigh. 

There, upon her creamy white skin, was a thin yellow stream. It had trickled down her leg and now that she had felt the momentary relief, she knew she couldn't hold it any longer. As luck would have it, they arrived at their state room just in time. Dave inserted the card into the door, opened it and Liz burst inside. She tried to make a bee line for the bathroom, but Dave grabbed her by the waist and stopped her.

"Go right here," he said.

"What? Are you crazy? Come on, let me go! I really need to pee!" she begged him.

"Go right here," he repeated. "Lift up your skirt and pee through your panties. I want to watch you soak them with your hot piss," he told her.

"What the hell," she thought to herself. She lifted the denim skirt above her ass, spread her feet apart and began to piss for him. It slowly began as a soft stream but soon was a powerful jet, causing the most beautiful hissing sound Dave had ever heard.

"Oh my God, baby. That is so fucking HOT!" Dave moaned. He continued watching the piss spray from Liz's panties onto the floor. Once she was empty, she looked down and saw the puddle she had caused. Looking up at him, she blushed a deep crimson.

Dave retrieved 3 thick towels from the bathroom and placed them on the piss puddle his wife had made. As they absorbed her liquid, Dave moved to her and kissed her hard. He yanked her panties down and she stepped out of them. He quickly unzipped his shorts and pulled his cock out.

Right before Liz's eyes, she watched her husband wrap the wet panties around his cock and jerk himself off. He looked her directly in the eyes the whole time and when he came, he pulled the panties off and sprayed it into the air. 

"Fuck Liz, that was so hot. I can't believe how hard I got watching you piss yourself," Dave remarked. 

It was then that Liz also realized how turned on she was by the whole scene. Her clit was throbbing and she needed some relief too. She walked toward Dave and pushed him onto the bed. 

"My turn," she announced.



The Cruise Ch. 02



Carter had a fitful night's sleep. He always did in a hotel. Whether it was because he had to be up and ready by a certain time or the fact it wasn't his bed, he didn't know. It always upset Jess that he tossed and turned when they weren't at home., This one was no exception. It also didn't help that he wasn't going to be able to talk to Kallie for the time he was gone.

He was up way earlier than he needed to be but he knew if he stayed in bed he'd wake Jess up. She was FAR from a morning person the way it was and didn't want to add to it. He showered and dressed for the warm weather he knew was in store. Quietly he closed the door to their room and walked to the lobby. He wanted to find a newspaper and a little breakfast.

Riding down the elevator his mind was suddenly filled with images of Kallie. She was never far from any thought but this time it seemed there was something more. As elevator doors opened, he heard a laugh in the hall that caught his attention. It sounded like her. He turned just as the second set of elevators closed. 

"This is going to be a long week if I keep hearing her," he thought to himself with a slight shake of the head.

Carter walked into the little area for the continental breakfast, he got his and sat by some of Jess's family who were already there just finishing up theirs. They talked about the upcoming day and how they were all excited about the vacation ahead of them.

After awhile he was about to go check on Jess when she walked into the room. Her family decided to go get their things together. The shuttle would be arriving soon and they had to be ready. That left the two of them alone for a few minutes.

"Everything's ready, all we have to do is find a cart to haul it all down," Jess said with a smile. "Having the one night bag was a good idea, kept everything from getting out of order."

They left for the room shortly after to get their things. It was nice that Jess was actually being agreeable. Of course the morning was early and it could all change at the drop of a hat. .

****

Kallie slept soundly for a couple of hours, but woke up from a dream. She knew she wouldn't be getting back to sleep the rest of the night. So she turned the TV on softly, hoping it wouldn't wake Alex, which thankfully it didn't. She dozed occasionally, but never for longer then fifteen minutes at a time.

Alex was an early riser and when he woke up he looked over at her and just shook his head He could tell she'd had another night of not sleeping soundly. It seemed to be routine for his wife so he didn't even bother with a comment.

"I need coffee," was all she said when she saw the look on his face.

They both showered and dressed. Kallie let out a little whimper as she looked at the clock before they headed downstairs for a little breakfast. What she would have given for more sleep.

Kellies' breath caught slightly as they walked into the little room and she saw some of Jess' family sitting there. She recognized them from some of the pictures Carter had sent over the few years they had known each other. She breathed again when she remembered that they had no idea who she was.

"Not to bad," Kallie said when she sipped her coffee "Not Dunkin's, but it'll do for now," she said with a little giggle. Alex just smiled as he always did with her quirkiness. They sat and enjoyed light conversation as they ate, talking about the places they would stop, things they would see...

"We should get packed and ready to go," Kallie said, feeling more alive, after her second cup. "Our shuttle leaves in like an hour," she said standing.

As they waited for the elevator Kallie had a thought. What if Carter was in this other elevator which was about to stop? She was lucky though, their elevator opened moments before the other stopped. She quickly moved into it giggled as she bumped into Alex almost spilling her coffee.

****

Kallie and Alex boarded the shuttle and sat waiting a couple of minutes for it to fill. She started to get that anxious feeling again and wondered if something was about to happen. Especial in such a close space, Carter's reaction would be visible. The little bus finally filled and began to pull away.

It was just as she saw Carter wheel a cart with luggage out the door for the next shuttle. She was thankful the windows were tinted as dark as they were or he might have seen her.

She blinked hard and let out a deep breath as she realized how close it had been yet again. She smiled lightly when she also realized what had caused the anxious feeling. It was Carter. Being just that close to him was setting her senses to high alert.

Kallie and Alex were the typical tourists on their way to the boat, admiring the amazing scenery as they cruised along through the traffic. This was their first real vacation they had taken together and she wanted to soak in every bit of it.

As they arrived at the boat terminal, the shuttle pulled into the VIP parking to let them off. Kallie had paid a little extra for it on Carters advice. The VIP part allowed them to board the ship ahead of the people without it, which was good considering she knew Carter wasn't far behind them and he had paid for the same service.

They breezed through the registration and quickly found their cabin. Alex offered to help Kallie unpack before they went out to the deck, which almost floored her. He never seemed to make offers like that.

When they had everything put away, the two of them decided to go explore the ship a little. Wanting to get a little familiar with where things were and which clubs and shops looked interesting.

****

Carter loaded their luggage onto a cart and headed toward the elevator with it. The morning seemed to be going pretty uneventfully with the exception of thoughts of Kallie flooding his mind earlier. He simply wrote it off as already missing her and hoped it might lessen as the week went on.

As the elevator neared the lobby, he felt it again. The thoughts and images of her bombarded him like never before. He blinked hard a couple of times and thought to himself, "You're losing it. It's really going to be a long week if it's like this already."

He wheeled the cart through the lobby and out the door as the shuttle started to pull away. There was no reason to panic; knowing they had VIP service and another shuttle would be leaving in about 30 minutes. That was the one they were supposed to be on anyway.

Once they were at the dock, they had a little trouble getting through to the boat, as the cruise line had a minor computer glitch. Once that was resolved they breezed through just as the VIP program had promised.

They quickly unpacked their things in the cabin and headed directly to the pool deck for a light lunch and the upcoming bon voyage celebration. After they ate, they found a couple of lounge chairs pool side and ordered drinks, sipping them while they watched the people.

Jess excused herself to the restroom leaving Carter alone by the pool. He closed his eyes lightly, soaking the warmth of the mid day Florida sun. His eyes had only been closed for a moment when he started to get a strange feeling, like something was about to happen. 

He opened his them again and looked around. Not seeing anything out of the ordinary, he closed them again with the same feeling still persisting. It was then he heard something.

****

Kallie and Alex roamed the ship. Soon they found their way to the pool deck. "Excuse me," Kallie heard as someone almost ran into her coming through the sliding doors.

"No problem," she replied. She had to stop herself from saying Jess's name. There was really no way she would be able to explain to her how she knew the woman's name. If her plan worked out right, they would be introducing themselves soon enough.

"You okay?" she heard Alex ask.

"I'm great hun," she said with a smile. 

She felt the smile brighten and her cheeks flush a little when she saw Carter sitting alone. It appeared to be the last couple of empty lounge chairs next to him. It was suddenly the perfect way to say hello.

"Why don't I find us some chairs while you go get us some drinks?" Kallie said to Alex and gave him a little peck on the cheek. She watched him walk away and thought to herself, "No time like the present."

She walked towards Carter, her stomach doing flip flops, wondering if she should. "Am I really doing this?" she said softly as she walked. Gaining all her courage she stood next to his chair.

"Excuse me, are these chairs taken?" she asked with a smile.

She was about to ask again, thinking he hadn't heard her, when Carter's face changed expressions. First it was relaxation, and then to one of complete surprise as it hit him. She was here. 



The Cruise Ch. 02



What follows is a collage of recalled experiences of Keiko, the slave girl on a sea-sex cruise. The party consisted of a captain and his deckhand, ten lusty men, four escorts, and a slave girl, Keiko. What follows are scenes from the ocean voyage.

Bound to Use and Abuse

The morning air was cool and the sky clear when Keiko was summoned to the deck. She quickly undressed completely on command. The Main Player, a lecher of prime magnitude, bound Keiko carefully. Her arms were over the middle rail, she was facing upwards, and her straight, raven-black hair was hanging over the side of the ship. Her wrists were tied to the lower railing. Then the deck hand assisted by spreading her oriental, toned legs and securing them to a spreader bar anchored to the deck. The Main Player enjoyed first use, followed by several horny old goats. 

Keiko moaned as different men used her vagina and anus, sometimes one, sometimes the other, sometimes both in no particular order. Keiko made a note in her mind to visit the clinic on return to be treated for e. coli bacteria in her vagina and uterus. These types of infections are common for girls giving anal service; but, treated in a timely manner are never serious. 

When the men had finished Sasha, one of the escorts, came up face-to-face with Keiko. She had given a blow job and wasn't willing to swallow the semen. Sasha spit a mouthful of saliva and cum into Sasha's face. She smeared it over Keiko's nostrils and lip. Frowning with dissatisfaction, she slapped Keiko in the face. Then, as if overcoming some secret inhibition, she slapped Keiko's face repeatedly. Keiko cried salty tears but did not cry out. 

Sasha was furious because Keiko was bound and not available to give oral sex. After many face slaps, Sasha slapped each of Keiko's breasts. When her palms ached and she became bored of the sport, Sasha left Keiko tied. The crew was eating breakfast. Keiko needed to urinate, but would have to wait until the men were done with her and released her.

The Toilet

Surprisingly, Keiko did not have to endure any "toilet discipline." She was generally allowed to use the toilet as needed. The diet was fiber rich so that constipation wasn't a problem. There were times when defecation was painful, after intensive anal serves. Sasha and Alexa, two of the escorts, loved to compel Keiko to click their pussies clean after urination. There was another girl who would urinate in a large glass and let Keiko drink her urine, generally in front of an audience. Her urine was dark yellow and replete with hormones and pheromones. Keiko enjoyed that experience a maximum. 

Keiko's Provocations

Sasha and Alexa loved to provoke Keiko. Several days into the cruise, Keiko's breasts and clitoris were bruised and swollen from abuse. Even a gentle touch to her areolas was painful. During a restful afternoon, when the men were either fishing or snoozing, Alexa and Sasha called Keiko to them. She was sun bathing in the raw, naked and absorbing vitamin D. 

"Come my sweet darling," Sasha beckoned. "Stand here, legs spread, and hands behind your back." Keiko obeyed, she shuddered some in anticipation. "How are those small, firm Asian breasts?" Sasha asked. She begin to massage and caress Keiko's tumescent mammary, engorged with congested blood from slapping and bruising. Keiko had just begun to relax when Sasha pinched her areolas and nipples between thumbs and forefingers. "Does it hurt, darling?" Sasha asked in dripping honey tones. She continued to pinch and squeeze until tears begin to flow. 

Alexa pinched Keiko's pussy lips and clit. "You are so slippery and wet," Alexa mentioned. "Wouldn't you like to pull free or fight back?" She tauted. Keiko mouthed an answer without speaking. This made Sasha pull and twist Keiko's breasts. 

"We could do this all afternoon, darling," Sasha remarked. "Would you like to beg us to stop?" Sasha knew that Keiko had only two hard limits: no eating feces and no permanent scarring or mutilation. Shasha and Alexa continued to abuse Keiko until some of the men called for girls in service. Keiko wiped away her tears and joined the party. 

Fluffing the Men

Keiko was used to fluff the men before they used the escorts. The escorts favored missionary position sex and Keiko would provide variety and initial arousal with oral and anal usage. Robert, the deckhand, wasn't one of the passengers; however, he would frequently be invited to use Keiko orally. Robert had an enormous member and was extremely productive of semen. Keiko would have to swallow several times and still cum would drool from her full mouth. 

Keiko could not understand how the escorts could not enjoy the taste, smell, and feel of male semen. She had known semen in her pussy long before menstrual fluid. And speaking of menstruation, Keiko and the other girls would time their periods to avoid having a period during the cruise. That is, most did, except for Lena, who somehow had a period during the cruise. Lena entertained by having Keiko lick and suck her bloody pussy before a crowd. Of course, not swallowing was not an option. 

The Magnalite 

A Magnalite is a flashlight (or torch for the British). It comes in several sizes. Lena had one that was seven centimeters in diameter. This is a large size to insert into a girl's rectum, but it can be done without permanent damage or injury. Lena got permission to insert the object deep into Keiko's bowels. She promised to be gentle and caring. 

Lena lubricated the flashlight well with K.Y. Jelly before beginning the insertion process. She allowed Keiko to use the toilet and provided her a disposable saline enema to empty and cleanse her large bowel. When Keiko returned from the toilet refreshed, Lena began the slow insertion process. Keiko was instructed to breathe and relax. 

Lena tried to massage Keiko's clitoris to arouse and relax her, but she was bruised and swollen. Lena then inserted a finger into Keiko's cunt and gently rubbed her G-spot and cervix. Keiko purred at the pleasure. After nearly fifteen minutes, Lena was able to ease the flashlight head into Keiko's rectum, parting her rosette. Both sighed a sigh of relief. It had been exhausting relaxing, dilating, and stretching Keiko's Glory of Glories to accommodate the foreign object. 

Once over the initial obstacle, the Magnalite slid easily into the ascending colon and rested against Keiko's diaphragm. She was paraded around with 5 cm exposed of the handle and the 7 cm diameter cylinder inserted. Every man on board wanted to fuck her pussy to feel the tension. And they did!

20 Aug 2010 Taunus Trumbo



The Cruise Ch. 02



After about an hour or so of playing and swimming, we settled down to our lunch of wine, cheese and crackers. Jill laid out on our blanket in the shade and I started to give her a massage using scented oils we had bought with us. Jim and Sandy came by and Jim asked if he could help. Sandy said that the oil smelled great and wanted to know if someone would be interested in doing her. A couple of guys seated nearby volunteered , so she laid down next to Jill. One of the guys worked with Jim on my wife while the other worked with me on Sandy. Both ladies started out on their bellies for a nice relaxing massage. Our magic fingers and hands allowed them to almost go to sleep. We did however manage to keep them awake by occasionally massaging between their legs. After about twenty minutes we turned them over and commenced to give them a real rub down and up. The two guys each got between our wives legs and we watched as each of our wives had orgasms caused by the oral talents of our new friends. The ladies then had the guys lay on their backs as they began to massage them. With a few moments each guy was sporting a nice sized hard on. While our wives were working on the guys, Jim and I were working on them. Since they were kneeling we had easy access to their backsides and between their legs. By the time the guys had erect cocks the ladies were ready for fucking. 

As I watched Jill and Sandy move over their respective partners and slowly slid their pussy over those hard cocks, I remembered the vibrator against my cock from last night. I leaned over and told Jim that I was going fuck my wive in the ass while she was fucking her guy. Jim thought that was a great idea and decided to do the same to Sandy. As we exchanged positions the ladies were gaining speed as they approached their orgasms. I began to rub Jill’s ass and finger her backdoor as she slammed down on her partners cock. Due to the oil on our bodies my finger easily slipped into her. With my fingers intrusion came her climax. She bent over laying her breasts on his chest and rapidly fucked his cock and my finger in and out of her body. As two of my fingers found their way into her she screamed and came with a shudder, my wife collapsed on him with his still very hard cock buried deep inside her, along with my fingers. We let her relax for about thirty seconds before he began to slowly fuck her some more. I removed my fingers and began to gently slide them through the cleft of her beautiful ass and over the entrance of her backdoor. Soon she began to move with our renewed ministrations. I told the guys to put his arms around her and hold her tight as I moved into position. Putting my legs outside of his and inside of hers along with his tight hold, told Jill that something new was about to happen. As my cock touched her opening I heard Sandy say.

“Oh! No!.” 

I glanced their way and saw Jim slid his cock into her ass and began to fuck her along with the guy beneath her. Her cry of alarm soon gave way to moans of an impending orgasm. I noticed Jill watching Sandy in awe. I pushed my cock against her opening


“Ready sweety.” 

She pushed her ass toward me and said with trepidation, “I think so.” 

As I began to slid in she tensed

“No it hurts.” 

“Just relax, you know it fits, we did it last night.” I told her. 

Little by little she relaxed as I eased into her. Once I was fully inside, the guys beneath her began to move in and out while I held still. The feeling of his cock rubbing against mine was very erotic and stimulating. Apparently it was also stimulating to my wife as she began to moan and slowly move her hips. That movement cause my cock to move as well. The guy let go of her and she pushed her head and chest up on her hands. With my hands on her waist I pushed her forward a little then back. This action caused our cocks to slide out then in again together. 

“Oh! That felt good, let me do it.” she said. 

We held still while she began to slide forward then back again, gaining confidence and speed as she did. She began shaking with effort and her impending orgasm and was beginning to lose her coordination. As I grabbed her in order to maintain our alignment

“Oh man, just fuck me you guys, do it.” 

We held her tight as we began to see saw in and out of her. Neither of us held out very long. After about fifteen or twenty strokes I felt the other guy began to swell and pulse in her. I could feel his cock filling her with his cum. His orgasm along with my wife’s convulsions as she had one orgasm after another caused me to explode as well. 

It took about fifteen minutes for us to recover enough to sit up and survey our surroundings. We had a glass of wine and some cheese and crackers, while watching two other couples as they made love on the sand not far from us. We played and relaxed for the next several hours before heading back to the boat.

That evening, I asked Jill what she wanted to do for our last night on the boat.

“I think it is time to go back to being normal again.”

“What does that mean? Are you feeling guilty again?”

“No, I have enjoyed our escape into fantasy. It’s just....”

“Just what?”

“I just keep wondering where we are going from here. Our whole lifestyle has changed and I’m having trouble getting used to it.”

“Tell you what. Let’s just keep to ourselves tonight and we will deal with our lifestyle when we get home.”

My wife gave me a very big and bright smile, while nodding her head. I smiled and kissed her, remembering the ten to twenty phone numbers and addresses of the people we played with.



The Cruise Ch. 03



Carter first stared straight ahead glad he had sun glasses on so the size of his eyes were hidden. They had to be the size of saucers when he recognized Kallies voice. He slowly rubbed his hand down his face trying and failing to hide the surprise.

He turned his head as he pushed his sunglasses down a little and looked up. His heart skipped a beat when he saw her standing next to him. Her long blonde hair fell well past her shoulders even though it was pulled up in a pony tail. Her smile was electric as she dipped her sunglasses, revealing her deep blue eyes.

"Surprise!" was all Kallie said when their eyes met. She could see by the expression on his face that it truly was a surprise.

"Um... no, feel free," he said unable to take his eyes from her as she moved. Every curve of her body seemed new to him even though she had sent him pictures. It took all his strength not to reach for her.

"Pinch me," he said softly after she got settled into the chair. "I have to be dreaming."

"No babe, you're not dreaming," she replied softly as she laid her hand on his. If he ever had any doubt about how he felt about her, it was quickly erased from that one little touch. He swore the electricity he felt run through him would stop his heart.

"I don't know how I'm going to pull this off," Carter said as he felt the heat slowly withdrawing from his cheeks. "Jess is going to know something is up," he said looking around the deck to find her. He spotted her by the bar getting their next round of drinks, glad the bar looked busy. It would give them time to get some sort of plan in place.

"Well, we just have to modify that plan you talked about a little and we should be all set," Kallie couldn't help but chuckle at Carter's obvious nervousness about the situation. "Just act like we've never met," she said with what Carter thought was a wink.

She continued to explain to him the thoughts she had about how they could make it work, the slight modifications to the plan Carter had come up with in their chats. She knew he had been half way joking about it when he brought it up so many months ago, but she was glad now that she had used it to get to the ship.

"Follow my lead," she said as she saw Alex walking towards them with a couple of fruity something or other drinks.

****

Alex walked towards the bar wondering to himself how he had let Kallie talk him into this. He wasn't to sure about being stuck on a boat for 7 days, rocking and swaying around the Caribbean. He was worried he'd get sea sick or catch on of those nasty viruses he had always heard about on these boats.

'Oh well, at least there would be lots of beautiful scenery for him to look at while he puked his way around the Caribbean' he thought as he stood in line waiting to place an order.

'There's a shocker – Kallie already found someone to talk to' he thought as he turned with their drinks and found her on the far end of the deck, having a conversation with the guy sitting next to her.

****

Jess walked to the bar as she got back to the pool deck to order another drink for her and Carter. She saw him sitting there, talking with someone who had taken the chair next to him. 'Always the conversationalist' she thought to herself with a little chuckle.

She couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief when she turned with their drinks and saw what was apparently the blonde woman's significant other handing her a drink before taking the chair next to her.

She quickly walked to the chair next to Carter, wanting to make sure things were on the up and up, that this beautiful woman wasn't trying to hit on her husband.

****

"Thanks hun," Kallie said with a smile as Alex handed her a drink. "Alex, this is... Carter, right?" Kallie said, adding the pause as if she were trying to remember his name.

"Yep. Alex, nice to meet you," Carter said as he shook Alex's hand. 'Damn she's good' he thought as he looked at her again.

"Your wife was just telling me that this is the first big vacation the two of you have taken together. I have to say, a cruise is one of the best trips there is as far as we're concerned" Carter said to Alex, doing his best to follow Kallie's lead.

He couldn't help but notice the devilish grin crossing her lips as he spoke.

"Yeah, she's been trying to talk me into this since we got married. I've always been afraid of getting sick," Alex said with obvious nervousness in his voice.

Carter was about to tell him it wasn't as bad as people thought it was when Jess walked up and handed him a drink. 

Following Kallies example he introduced them "Jess, this is... Alex and .... Kallie," he said adjusting his voice to make it sound like he wasn't sure.

The conversation among them stayed light as they talked about their families back home and the fact that Carter and Jess were on board with most of her family, celebrating her parent's anniversary.

"I'm going to stand by the railing for the departure," Jess said excitedly when the horn blew announcing the beginning of the official "bon-voyage" party and she quickly found most of her family. 

Carter excused himself to the restroom after the boat started moving. As he walked through the sliding doors, he jumped slightly when he felt Kallies hand touch his arm. She apparently had caught on to what he was doing and excused herself also.

When Carter knew he was out of the view of any of their little group, which had now grown, he turned to Kallie. He couldn't resist it any longer and softly wrapped his arms around her giving her the hug he had wanted to give for the past couple of years. He smiled as he realized it felt every bit as good as he hoped it would. He barely resisted the sigh that came from him.

"Thank you," he said with a smile as he looked into her eyes. "Thank you for coming. You have made what was shaping up to ...." Carter said before Kallie stopped him by laying her finger across his lips.

"Would you shut up and kiss me already?" she said with a wink as her hands wrapped around the back of his neck.

"Here?... Now?... But what if...." He muttered before her lips met his in a tender kiss. When their lips separated, Carter felt himself wanting more, no, needing more. He was about to kiss her again when Kallie stopped him.

"Later Carter, I really do need to use the restroom," she said and pulled away from him, letting her hand trail down his chest as she moved. Even through the material of his shirt, he felt the burn of her touch. He couldn't resist and gave her a quick pinch on the bum as she walked away from him.

****

When Carter returned to the deck from the restroom, he walked to Alex "You and Kallie are more than welcome to join us if you want," he said motioning towards Jess's family.

"I'll see what she thinks," was Alex's short reply.

"Jess's family lives by the old saying 'The more the merrier', so you don't have to worry about feeling like you're intruding," Carter said sensing Alex's hesitation.

As he turned to join Jess's family, he saw Kallie walking back onto deck. He couldn't help but smile in her direction, a smile that only broadened when she returned it.

He joined his party and was pleasantly surprised when he heard Jess introduce Kallie and Alex to her sister when they walked up. He smiled again realizing that things were definitely shaping up for them before turning to join Jess.

"Glad you decided to join us," Carter said to Alex and Kallie with a little wink in her direction.

"Thank you for inviting us," Kallie said, returning the wink, knowing that both of their remarks had multiple meanings.

****

Carter and Alex were in mid conversation when the boat started to move. The conversation was about their jobs and family. Most of what Alex was saying Carter already knew from his online and phone time with Kallie.

"You alright Alex?" Carter asked when the look on Alex's face changed.

"I don't know. I can really feel the boat moving and the buildings aren't helping any," he replied.

Carter looked at Kallie and saw an almost pleading look on her face. He was trying to think of what to say to Alex when he heard Jess ask him what he had eaten so far that day. When he told her, Jess immediately said he needed food. 

"You don't mind do you Kallie?" she asked as she laid a hand gently on Alex's arm.

"Um... no go ahead," she replied. As they watched Jess and Alex walk away she gave Carter a look which he returned.

"Strange," they both muttered, causing a little laugh.

"So, Kallie, how did you pull this off?" Carter asked with a big smile.

"I just told Alex I was going and he could come along if he wanted," she replied with a wink.

"Well, I have to say it was definitely a pleasant surprise," Carter said, his smile still on his face. He couldn't help it. Having Kallie here was more than he could have hoped for the trip.

"The surprises have just begun," Kallie said as she softly rested her hand on his arm.

Carter was about to reply when he saw Alex and Jess returning with some food. He leaned in and whispered "That's something we better discuss later. We have company coming," as he nodded his head towards their spouses.

Alex appeared to be feeling better after eating a little. They stayed on deck possibly a little too long and realized they were going to have to scramble to get ready for diner. 

They all walked to the elevators together and Carter and Alex both reached for the control panel at the same time. Alex laughed a little when Carter pushed the button for their floor.

"Isn't that crazy," Kallie said, barely able to hold in her laughter "we're on the same floor" she finished as she discretely touched Carter's arm.

As they walked down the hall Carter soon realized another one of Kallie's surprises. There were two cabins between them. Carter let Jess into their cabin and looked towards Kallie before going in himself he saw her smile and shook his head then heard her chuckle.

****

Their timing couldn't have been better as both couples walked to the door of the dining room at the same time.

"This is getting scary," Jess said with a smile.

"I know right. We always seem to be running into each other," Kallie said.

Carter could detect the playfulness in her voice and looked at her with a small grin. Then he saw her eyes. He hadn't really looked into her eyes earlier in the day as they were covered with her sunglasses most of the time. He knew they were a beautiful shade of blue from the pictures she had sent him, but he could never have imagined the color. It had to compare to the waters they were heading for. He was slightly shocked to see that she had actually found a sundress that almost matched them perfectly as well.

When they were seated at their tables, Carter could see Kallie from his chair. They were far enough apart for it not to be obvious, but he was still staring at her. Occasionally she would look his way and smile. That smile of hers that could light up the darkest of rooms.

After the appetizer course, Carter could see by the look on Kallies face that something wasn't quite right. She kept looking at Alex and saying something, but he couldn't tell what it was.

A short while later Alex stood and left the dining room. Kallie had a very concerned look on her face. He wondered if Alex's stomach was acting up again. He was bout to say something to Jess when she leaned to him and whispered that Alex had left and she hoped he was ok.

It only took a few minutes for Alex to return. When his diner came he took one bite and immediately left in a rush. The color on his face told the story. Carter looked at Kallie as she sat with her head in her hands. 

When Alex didn't return, Kallie stood and left also. She didn't look at Carter. She didn't dare because she was afraid she might start crying. She found Alex in their cabin lying on the bed with a wet towel over his face.

"You ok hun," she asked softly as she sat on the bed next to him.

"This doesn't feel like any flu bug or anything. I think the motion is getting to me," he said without moving.

Kallie picked up the phone and dialed the number for their cabin steward. She barely had the phone hung up when she heard a knock on the door. The steward handed her a small package with two pills in it.

"To calm his stomach. It will make him drowsy," the steward said and walked away.

Shortly after she had just gotten Alex to take the pills when there was another knock on the door. She looked through the peephole and saw Jess standing there and opened the door, greeting her with an obviously strained smile.

"How we doing in there," Jess asked. "Is he going to survive?"

Kallie told her about the pills and got thumbs up from Jess. "The only problem is, you might as well get comfy because he'll be sound asleep in about a half hour," Jess told her.

Alex obviously heard her "Hun you can go out with them if you want, I'm just going to sleep anyway," he said in the background.

After the usual Are you sure? and Yes, GO! back and forth, Kallie leaned over to give Alex a little kiss. She grabbed her small purse and closed the door behind her. They met the cabin steward in the hall and asked him to find her if anything came up.

****

Carter and Jess had decided to meet in one of the lounges and he couldn't help but smile when Kallie walked in with Jess. It was then that he realized that he was going to be spending a lot of the next week smiling.

They sat by him in the big comfy chairs and Kallie told him about Alex.

"I know exactly what he's going through. I had the same thing on our first cruise. He'll be quite a bit better tomorrow but he'll sleep like a log tonight," Carter said. 

The conversation with the three of them was light. They talked a little more about their lives, families, jobs, etc. At a point in the evening, Jess's family joined them after a couple of hours in the casino, had a drink and announced they were all going to bed. Shortly after they left, Jess said she was getting tired and was doing the same.

"Let me finish this first, then we can go," Carter said.

"It's okay hun. You can stay here if you want. I mean after all, where you going to go? We're only a few miles from land," Jess replied with a smile. "Oh, and Kallie, don't let any of these women hit on him. I'm leaving him in your hands," she said with a smile before leaving.

Somehow they both managed to hold out until Jess was clearly out of the room before cracking up. "If she only knew," was all Carter said before Kallie moved to sit next to him.

****

Kallie sat, trying to be proper but failed. She turned in the chair and moved so she was as close to him as the chairs would allow.

"You heard her, you're in my hands now," she whispered in his ear, giving the lobe a little nibble as her fingers lightly slipped between the buttons of his shirt.

"If you keep that up, we're going to need to go somewhere more private," Carter said, know that was exactly what he wanted.

"Let's go for a walk," she said as she quickly hopped to her feet, pulling him by the hand. He barely had enough time to grab his sport coat from the chair before she drug him away.

They walked out to the pool deck which was lit in a soft glow from the lights strung over head as well as the moon. They found a fairly secluded spot by the railing and Kallie stepped up to it. 

Carter could see she was getting cool so he slipped his coat over her shoulders. She instantly leaned back into him as his lips came down and kissed her softly on the neck.

"You are even more beautiful than I could ever have imagined," he said softly as his hands slipped around her waist. The smell of her hair and her perfume was intoxicating, or better yet, addicting. He knew he would never forget that smell.

"Thank you. You are too," she replied softly as she snuggled into him. She could feel his cheeks warm slightly and knew he was blushing. Most men didn't appreciate being called beautiful, handsome yes, but not beautiful. Kallie knew him well enough to know he wouldn't mind.

He raised his head slightly and inhaled the smell of her hair again before gently kissing the back of her head. She turned and put her hand on the back of his neck. When their eyes met, no words were needed. Carter bent slightly and kissed her passionately.

Kallie slowly kissed down his jaw to his neck, nibbling lightly. She opened her eyes and had an idea. She pulled back slightly and let her hands trail down his chest watching them as they moved.

"Come with me," she said softly as she looked back into his eyes and took his hand. She led him up the steps to the top deck which was lit only by the moon light. She led Carter to one of the lounge chairs where he sat back. She curled up next to him resting her head against his chest, using his coat as a blanket.

She felt his arm wrap around her and smiled as she took his other hand, moving it to exactly where she wanted it. Her body had a need for him to touch her.

Carter's breath caught slightly as she placed his hand on her breast. He moaned softly as his hands gently caressed her firm breasts, feeling her nipples harden through the soft material of her dress.

She lifted her head to kiss him her breath stopped short when she felt his fingers slip inside the top of her dress and begin toying with her nipple.

"You're naughty," she said playfully, pressing her lips tightly to his before he had a chance to respond.

Her hand moved slowly down his chest, stopping only for a moment at his belt before moving over his manhood. She could feel it hardening to her touch.

"Now you really are in my hands," she said as she nibbled on his ear again.

Carters hand started to move down her body but stopped at her hip. He moved to look into her eyes.

"If there ever was a doubt in my mind, it's gone now. I do love you," he said softly said as his free hand moved to cup her cheek. "But not yet," he said before kissing her gently on the forehead.

At first Kallie felt a little rejected until she saw the look on his face.

"You're right. We have time. We shouldn't rush this," she said and returned the look. It was one not of desire but one of true love.

She layed her head on his chest again and simply relished the feel of finally being in his arms. She could tell by the way he held her that he felt the same way. All those days of chatting about cuddling and it was finally happening. Neither wanting the night to end, but knowing it had to.

****

They talked a little and teased each other, both verbally and physically until they realized how late it was getting to be. Carter moaned slightly when Kallie suggested they should probably call it a night.

"I know love, but if either of them wakes, they're really going to wonder," she said as she started to stand.

They walked across the deck hand in hand and snuggled in the elevator as it moved to their floor. The cuddling continued down the hall where they stopped between their doors. Kallie turned to him and they kissed good night. They held each other one last time before they parted for the night.

"Good night love," Carter said as he reluctantly stepped back.

"Good night to you," Kallie said and turned toward her cabin. "Oh, you might want this," she said as she slipped his coat from her shoulders and handed it to him.

"Until tomorrow," he said as they both stood by their doors before going in.

Kallies simple reply was to blow him a kiss before disappearing through her door.

Carter took a deep breath before slipping his key card into the door. Another smile crossed his face as that breath brought the smell of Kallies perfume to him. He stopped and held the coat to his nose, inhaling the smell before finally going into his dark cabin with the thoughts of what might be running through his head.



The Cruise Ch. 04



Kallie stepped into the room quietly hoping to not wake Alex. She heard him stir as she closed the door.

"Hey there," he said softly. His voice clearly showing he still was not feeling one hundred percent.

"How ya feeling hun?" she asked as she sat on the edge of the bed, resting a hand on his leg.

"I can still feel this thing rocking. But I feel better than I did" he said with a little grin.

"I hope you feel better tomorrow, I'd really hate for you to feel this way the rest of the trip," she said as she bent down and kissed his cheek. "You get some rest, I'm going to jump in the shower," she whispered as she stood.

Kallie slipped out of her dress and grabbed her pj's before walking into the bathroom. She stood under the shower letting the hot water run over her thinking only of Carter, wondering what it would be like to have him there with her. She stepped from the shower and toweled of. As she slipped the pink satin nighty on she caught her image in the mirror. Something about her looked different. A certain glow or something. She wasn't sure what it was, but she couldn't help but smile.

She started to brush through her hair and stepped from the bathroom. She heard Alex breathing deeply, just short of snoring and knew she was nowhere near being able to fall asleep so she quietly walked through the cabin, setting the brush on the little table before stepping to the sliding door and onto the veranda. The feel and smell of the ocean breeze was invigorating as she stepped to the railing. Her eyes were instantly drawn to the bright moon and the light it cast on the waves. She closed her eyes imagining Carter standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her, her head leaning back into his chest

She smiled as she heard his voice whisper that it was a beautiful night...

****

Carter closed the door and heard Jess stir lightly in the bed. He stepped into the bathroom for a quick shower before heading to bed. As the water hit him, his mind instantly went to Kallie, wondering what she was doing, was she in the shower also. He wondered too what it would be like to have her there with him. He quickly shook the thought from his head and finished his shower. He toweled off and wrapped the towel around his waist before combing through his hair. He looked in the mirror and shook his head as he realized there were a couple more grey hairs. He hoped it didn't matter to Kallie like he had told him in their chats.

He stepped from the room and soon realized Jess was sound asleep. He slipped on his lounge pants, sat in one of the chairs by the door to the veranda looking out at the moon for a few seconds before opening the door as quietly as possible, and stepped out. He was leaning on the railing listening to and watching the wake of the boat, thinking about how the trip had changed so much in the last few hours. Kallie surprising him by getting her and Alex on the boat was amazing.

He lifted his head and looked at the moon before slowly turning to look in the direction of Kallies room, again wondering what she was doing and amazed that she was only those few feet away from him instead of all those miles. He looked back at the moon and when he looked back to her veranda he saw her delicate fingers resting on the railing. He chuckled softly before leaning out over the railing and saying "beautiful night isn't it."

****

Kallies eyes snapped open when she realized his voice wasn't just in her head. She peaked around the divider on her veranda and smiled when she saw him leaning over the railing looking at her.

"Hey you," she said, her smile broadening as she rested her elbows on the railing.

"I was just thinking about you," he replied, slowly extending his hand, reaching for her.

"You were? I was thinking about you too," she said extending her hand toward his. They sighed at the same time knowing they could not reach each other. She noticed a slight change in the look on his face and soon realized the strap of her nighty had slipped from her shoulder. The realization made her blush at first, then a thought.

"We do have all week," she said as she pulled her hand back. "We really should get to bed."

"You're right," was Carters simple reply before blowing her a kiss.

Kallies reply to the kiss was different than Carter thought it would be. With her eyes locked on his, she slowly pulled the strap down a little further until she could feel the ocean breeze on her bare nipple, hardening it.

"A little something for you to dream about," she said with a wink before then blowing him a kiss and turning to the door, stepping inside with a soft giggle.

Carter stood unable to move, blinking at the empty space where Kallie had just flashed him. He shook his head with a chuckle and turned to the door.

****

Carter woke the next morning wondering if it had all been a dream. He glanced over and saw Jess still sound asleep so he gently slipped from the bed. He took his jacket from the hook he had hung it on the night before and instantly knew it wasn't all a dream. Kallie was on the boat. He took the coat and sprayed a little of his cologne on it to hide the over powering scent of her perfume before hanging it in the closet. As he closed the door her heard Jess stirring in bed and looked over at her with a smile.

"Good morning hun," he said as he walked to the bed. He bent down and kissed her on the cheek, feeling a little bad knowing what was going on in his head, but also knowing he had to keep up appearances as it were.

"Good morning. What time did you get in? I didn't hear a thing," Jess said as she sat on the edge of the bed.

"It wasn't too late, around mid-night I think. Kallie and I sat and talked for a little while. She had a ton of questions about cruising and what to expect", Carter replied, continuing to put his clothes away and find his shorts for their first day at sea.

Since it was simply that, a day at sea, most of it would probably be spent pool side so he found a pair of swim trunks "Are you getting up?" he asked Jess as he slipped them on with a t-shirt. "I'm hungry, I want some breakfast," he said as he turned to watch her stretch as she stood from the bed.

"I want to take a shower and do my hair. How about you go down and I'll meet you by the pool. Save me a seat" Jess said as she walked past him headed for the shower, stopping briefly to give him a kiss.

Carter just shook his head as Jess closed bathroom door. Why did it not surprise him she was behind her self-imposed schedule? Oh well, her loss, he thought as he headed out the door.

****

Kallie woke the next morning and found the bed next to her empty. She noticed the bathroom door was closed and she hoped Alex wasn't still battling the motion sickness. Once she woke up more she noticed she could hear the shower running. She knew that was a good sign. She knew he would not be in the shower if he were still sick. She rolled over and smiled, both at the thought of him feeling better, and at the memory of the night before. She giggled lightly as she swung her feet from the bed and stood, walked to the sliding door and opened it. The smell of the ocean breeze wafted over her and she imagined this being as close to paradise as she could get. She stepped onto the veranda and leaned over the railing slightly, looking towards Carter and Jess's veranda, half hoping he would be there, half glad he wasn't.

"Hey babe," she heard from behind her and turned seeing Alex walking across the room. "You look amazing with the sun behind you like that," he said as he leaned on the doorframe.

"Glad to see you feel better," Kallie said as she walked towards him, kissing him lightly as she walked past. "It's my turn in the bathroom. Stop that!" she said to him with a giggle as he patted her on the ass as she walked by.

Kallie smiled again thinking about Carter feeling better. She really didn't want him miserable for the entire trip. Part of her knew if he were, she would never get him to take another vacation, especially not a cruise. When she stepped from the bathroom, Alex was laying on the bed flipping through the channels on the TV. He quickly got up and went into the bathroom, carrying a magazine. Kallie just shook her head knowing he would be a little while. Luckily, her hairbrush was still on the table. She brushed through her hair as she looked through the swimsuits she had brought along and picked out one she knew Carter would like. Actually it was one he had found in one of their sillier chats. She slipped the little pink bikini on and looked at herself in the mirror, smiling to herself as she did. She had to admit, the man did have good taste.

She slipped her cover up/sundress on just as Alex came out of the bathroom. "Wow, that was quick," she said with a wink, teasing him.

"And you're ready to go already too?" he said walking up behind her and resting his hands on her hips as she pulled her hair back into a pony tail.

"Thank you," he said softly as their eyes met in the mirror.

"For what?" she asked, turning to face him.

"For making me come on this trip and for being so understanding yesterday," he said.

"I know you would have done the same for me hun. Now let's go get some food in you," she said turning and taking his hand.

Kallie and Alex walked hand in hand to the elevators. While they waited, Jess walked up "Good morning you two," she said with a strange smile. "You look much better than you did last night," she said looking at Alex.

Kallie noticed a little color come to Alex's cheeks and laughed off him being embarrassed about being sick.

"Thanks. I feel a lot better too," Alex replied.

As they walked off the elevator, Jess saw Carter sitting by her parents and invited Kallie and Alex to join them. Kallie explained they planned to just have some fruit and a bagel for breakfast and were going to eat by the pool.

"Well, then, we'll just have to hook up later then," Jess said as she walked towards Carter.

"Yes we will," Alex replied watching Jess leave before heading to find them a couple of chairs poolside.

****

Carter walked into the buffet restaurant got a little breakfast and sat down with Jess's parents. They asked where Jess was and all it took was a look from Carter for them to know that she was still in their cabin getting ready. Shortly after the question, he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Jess standing beside him. 

"Speak of the devil," he said with a wink. She said good morning to her parents before heading to get a little bite. She returned to the table just as he was finishing his breakfast.

"Here hun, you can have my chair. I will go find us somewhere by the pool. You can join me when ever," Carter said as he stood. He left the restaurant and walked onto the pool deck to have a look around and see how busy it was. As he turned he almost bumped into Alex.

"Hey bud, you're looking better," he said with a grin. "I've been there myself so I know what you're going through," Carter said, patting Alex on the shoulder.

"Yeah, yesterday was a little rough. I hope it goes better today," Alex replied.

"Just make sure to drink plenty of water, eat a little at a time and don't think about it and you should be all right," Carter said calling on his experience on their first cruise.

"Kallie's doing just that right now. She went to get us a little bite while I find us some deck chairs. Why don't we find some chairs?" Alex asked motioning towards the pool area.

Carter and Alex walked around the pool once before deciding to try the upper deck, there finding the chairs they thought the women would want. They were both amazed at how fast the pool decks were filling up. But, then again, it was a beautiful day and the sun was the main reason most of the people were on the boat. They laid out towels on chairs for themselves and for their wives before settling in.

Shortly Kallie came through the door, carrying a couple of plates for her and Alex. Carter's eyes were glued to her, watching every move she made, the gentle sway of her hips, she wind blowing little whisps of her pony tail around. He smiled at the realization of how beautiful she truly was. She hadn't been able to put her sunglasses on before coming into the sun so Carter clearly saw the little wink she gave him. He smiled which made Alex turn in her direction. Carter promptly returned the wink after seeing Alex wasn't looking at him.

"Jess is eating with her parents," Kallie said as she handed Alex a plate.

"Yep, I gave up my chair to her," Carter replied. For some reason he was suddenly nervous, wondering what the day would bring, wondering how he would be able to keep his hands off her. Carter leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, worried that if he thought about it to much or looked at her much longer some of his thoughts would become blatantly obvious. He was stirred back to reality when he sensed the movement next to him. He looked as Alex stood from his chair to bring their plates away.

"Good morning you," Kallie said with a smile as she squirmed a little on her chair, maneuvering to take her sundress off.

"Good morning to you too," Carter replied. "I never thought I'd be able to say that to you..." his sentence stopped short as Kallie pulled the sundress off revealing the bikini she had on under it. She stood to adjust her towel, giving Carter a complete view of just how well the hot pink bikini fit her. 

"Oh my god," he said softly. "I knew that would be perfect for you," he said dropping his sunglasses down his nose.

Kallie sat back down before she replied "You like it hu? When we booked the cruise I just knew I had to get it," she said smiling at him.

"You're not making this easy," he said as is eyes paused in their trip over her body at her belly button to admire the little dangling charm hanging there.

"I didn't plan to," was her reply as she fished in her bag for her suntan lotion.

Carter couldn't help but moan softly as she started to rub it into her skin. Suddenly, thankful he saw Alex and Jess walking towards them talking.

"Move over a chair," Jess said to Carter, wanting to sit next to Kallie so they could talk. "That way you guys can talk about guy stuff," she said. "I love your bikini Kallie," she said as Carter moved.

"Thanks, I had some help picking it out. The person who helped sure knew what they were talking about," Kallie replied smiling in Carters general direction.

****

The rest of the morning went by with them chatting lightly amongst the four of them. A few of Jess's family stopped and talked with them, but none of them stayed for long, which Carter was glad of. He enjoyed spending time with them, but he didn't want them around in case him and Kallie had a chance to talk alone.

Alex said to Carter "Dude, my stomach is starting to rumble. I think we need something to eat."

"I could eat something too," Kallie said, obviously overhearing.

Jess and Carter decided it was probably a good idea too. The only debate was who would leave the warm sun to get some food. Kallie decided for her and Alex with a simple comment. "Your turn, I got breakfast," she said laying a hand on Alex's arm. Carter was about to volunteer when Jess quickly said she would go with him to get her and Carter something too. Something about it seemed a little odd to Carter, but nothing worth mentioning or worrying about.

"That's odd," he said to Kallie as they walked away.

"What's that hun?" Kallie asked.

"Usually once we're in the sun like this Jess doesn't want to leave it. I'm just a little surprised she offered so quickly is all," he said with a shrug.

"But it gives us a little time alone so don't think to hard about it," Kallie said with a smile.

He wanted to move next to her, to take her in his arms and kiss her like he had the night before but he knew it was to risky with Jess's family roaming around. "My god you look amazing," he said just loud enough for her to hear.

She responded simply by dropping her sunglasses enough for him to see her wink and extend her hand toward him. He did the same and their finger tips brushed for just a moment. It didn't take long for Alex and Jess to return with the food. Just a light lunch to help soak up some of the alcohol they would probably be drinking that afternoon. After they finished eating, a pool waiter came by and took their plates as well as their drink order. Alex didn't order anything but said, "There's a movie showing and Jess and I thought we should go."

"A movie?" Carter asked.

"We can go to a movie at home," Kallie added.

"What movie is it?" Carter asked.

"Fast and Furious," Jess replied.

Carter knew she wanted to see it because she was a BIG time Vin Diesel fan. "I'm not going, but you can if you want. I'm staying in the sun," he said to Jess.

"I agree," was all Kallie said.

"Well, it starts in about twenty minutes so we should go if we're going because we need to drop stuff off at our cabins," Jess said looking at Alex.

"Let's do it," Alex replied. "Watching a pre-release movie while floating around the Caribbean sounds pretty cool to me," he said as he stood.

After they left, Carter and Kallie talked while they waited for their drinks.

"Oh, shit. I have something I wanted to show you. Wait here, I just have to run to the cabin quick and get it. Will you watch my stuff?" he said slipping his t-shirt on.

"No problem babe," Kallie replied, puckering her lips toward him in a mock kiss.

****

Alex and Jess walked to their rooms, dropped off their things and met back in the hallway. Jess had grabbed her little map of the ship so they could find their way to the screening room. It was easier to find than she first thought it would be. Alex got them popcorn while Jess got them sodas. They walked into the theater and were shocked at the seats. They were more like home theater seats than actual movie theater seats. 

"No wonder they call it the screening room," he said with a grin.

They sat and waited for the movie to start talking casually, munching on their popcorn and sipping on their soda. The room started to fill as the lights went down. As the lights went down, somehow Jess's hand found Alex's and just rested on the top of it. The usual previews started, lighting the room. Jess started to pull her hand away, but it was quickly in Alex's grasp. She looked over at him and he just smiled in return.

****

Carter walked quickly to their cabin, taking the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator. He got to the room and rummaged around for a moment finding his i-Pod. He was just turning to the door when he heard a knock. He opened the door only to be surprised by Kallie pushing him into the room and closing the door. She dropped their things on the floor and went to him wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling his lips to hers. Carter's hands went around her waist, holding her tightly to him.

"We have a couple of hours," Kallie whispered as their kiss broke.

"And what do you think we should do with those couple of hours," he replied teasingly.

Kallie responded without words. She pulled herself free from his grasp, stepped back and slid the straps of her sun dress from her shoulders letting it fall to the floor.

"Give you any ideas?" she asked, her voice taking on a sultry playful sound.

He stepped towards her, only to be stopped by her hand on his chest.

"Not so fast bucko," she said with a wink. She dropped her hand "I'll show you mine if you how me yours," she added licking her lips lightly.

He looked at her with a bit of a confused look and decided to test her. He took off his right sandal, she did the same. He took off his left sandal, she did the same. He started to lift his t-shirt, but she stopped him and looked into his now confused eyes. Kallie cleared up his confusion by slowly lifting the shirt up and over his head. Carter bent down and kissed her softly as his hands moved, finding the little buckle at the back of her bikini. He unhooked the bottom strap and slid his hand up to the string at the back of her neck. He paused for a moment, looking her in the eyes.




The Cruise Ch. 1



The ship cruised onwards towards the sunset, rolling ever so gently on the calm swell, the fading sun casting hues of gold and purple across the waves. She sighed deeply and took another sip of the vodka, the ice cubes clinking quietly against the side of the glass. Her tongue snaked over her lips and tasted the strong flavour of the Absolut vodka. She had gained a taste for it after meeting and seducing a kiwi builder on a flight to Hong Kong, now she seldom drank anything else. A shiver of delight and regret crossed her mind, he was a nice guy, shame it could only ever have been an airborne fling, and not something deeper like she had wanted.

The vacation had gone well in Hong Kong, she had seduced the co-pilot of the flight and spent a few idyllic days sightseeing and shopping. Her father finally agreed to let loose the shackles and let her travel on her own, instead of with her ever-present travelling companion Jenson. He was a good man, and handy to have in a crisis, but he was just another of her fathers employees . "Stooges." she thought with a delightful giggle and a mischievous smile crossed her lips.

Her little deception had paid off, here she was on a ship, bound for Los Angeles, not on an airliner like her father and minions had arranged for her. She had slipped off the driver at the airport and snuck back to the city for another day of fun before boarding the Sun Princess. She had managed to tip her way into a first class cabin. The ship was full of fun loving party people, sailing home on the return leg of a full world tour. The ship would take at least a week to sail across the Pacific to LA, and she could always jump ship in Hawaii, if she felt like it.

She needed this last week of complete rest and fun, as her father had found her a job in one of his corporations many offices. She would live with her brother Mason in Hollywood until she found her feet in LA, then she would strike out into a place of her own. Her brother was a digital artist for Universal Studios in Hollywood, she was sure that living with him for a few months would be entertaining. She envied her brother, just 2 years older than her 23 years, but fiercely independent and her father treated him like a man, not like a little girl, the way he did with her.

The new job at the office sounded like fun, a Personal Assistant to the CEO of DataWest Banking, the american arm of her fathers corporate empire. She would be working for Mr Derek Andrews, a man she had just met in Hong Kong 2 days earlier. He seemed to be genuine and kind, telling her of his own trials and tribulations with his 18 year old daughter Abby. A headstrong girl, much like Selena, she had been drinking at her boarding school and almost got kicked out on several occasions. She had taken up with the wrong crowd and generally made her father look ten years older than the 39 he really was.

Selena looked forward to meeting Abby in LA at sometime, she had made an agreement with Derek that she would try and help her 'straighten up and fly right' if she could. 

The steward broke her reverie: "Another drink, Miss?" She smiled her dazzling smile and shook her head.

"Not just now thanks, I'm going to get changed for dinner." She stood up and stretched her long lithe body, much to the delight of the steward. He eyed her hungrily and carried on down the aft deck.

Selena strolled down the deck, heading for the cabin. She was in no hurry, the two vodkas she had consumed while sunbathing had just a little effect on her, making her smiley and happy and a little bit buzzed. She grinned at a man as she passed, causing his wife to smack his arm as he lingered just a little to admire her fine figure. She was a natural flirt and chuckled to herself as she heard the harried husband being scolded by his wife.

With a grin still on her face, she opened the cabin door and stepped inside. She crossed the room and reached in and started the shower. She untied the white silk robe and threw it on the bed, revealing her lithe tanned body clad only in a flimsy white string bikini. 

She stepped in front of the mirror glassed wardrobe and untied the strings to her top, letting it fall away. She admired her breasts, cupping their weight in her hands and brushing her fingertips lightly over her protruding brown nipples. A shiver of pleasure swept through her body and she shuddered slightly at the thought. She let go of her right breast and trailed her hand down over her flat stomach. Goosebumps broke out on her skin, and she revelled at her own fingers light but sensual touch. She pressed lower, taking her time and watching her reflection as her hand reached the waistband and slid under it. She bit her lip gently and pushed her hand down lower still, over her clean shaven mound. She trembled as the sensations she was causing strengthened and she watched in delight as her nipples hardened and rose to their full glory. She rolled her left nipple between her fingers and let out a sigh. Her right hand pressed against her mound and she gently brushed it against her clitoral hood. Her knees gave out and she staggered slightly before falling onto her back across the bed, her hand never leaving her breast, while her other hand busied itself between her lips, probing and swirling in a pattern of delight.

Her breathing was becoming laboured and her lips began to moisten at her ministrations. Her low sighs became moans as she pushed her hips upward to meet her fingers. She managed to undo the strings holding the wispy piece of nylon fabric covering her and she let it fall away. She spread her thighs wide and slid her index finger into her soft folds. She gasped as she penetrated herself and rolled her thumb over her clit, now swollen and engorged. She bit down harder on her lip and entered herself with a second finger. She was moaning harder and shaking her head from side to side as she probed and teased herself closer and closer to the brink, her body was taut and thrumming with pleasure as her orgasm built into a crescendo of delight and waves of pleasure swept over her.

The room spun around her and the lights dimmed and flashed in her mind as her orgasm swept her back and forth. She cried out, a scream not of horror but one of deep and lusty pleasure. Her hand fell away from her breast and she clutched the sheet below her, hanging on to the bed as it spun her out of control and into the abyss of ecstasy. Her mind flew back to the time in the aircrafts sleeping berth with her kiwi lover and she fainted from the pleasure and release she had caused herself.

She woke an hour later, naked, sprawled across the sheet, the room was hot and humid, almost like a sauna. She had left the shower running and the steam made the air like cotton wool. She stood up on unsteady legs and crossed to the porthole and opened it. A cool sea breeze rushed in, tainting the humid air with its salty fragrance. She moved into the cabins small bathroom and ran her hands under the stream of warm water pouring from the showerhead. She stepped under the stream and allowed the water to play across her slender back and down over her shapely ass and long legs. She savoured this for a few moments before washing and conditioning her long tresses of lustrous red hair. She stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel, before padding out into the bedroom. She dried herself and hummed a happy tune as she thought about the night to come, the fun she would have dancing and drinking and living it up. She had made up her mind, tonight she would conquest. She would use her ample feminine charms to woo a man, she needed the sexual release that passionate lovemaking would bring. Her brief exploits earlier had not satisfied her, only working to stir up the lust for sex that boiled within her, never far from the surface.

She walked to the wardrobe and drew out her favourite floor length hunter green silk dress. She laid it lovingly on the bed and turned to the chest of drawers, taking out her sexiest black lace wonder-bra and matching g-string panties. She drew out her black lace garter belt and the sheer black silk stockings. She walked over to the edge of the bed, sat down and began to dress herself. She rolled the sheer stocking on, up over her slender calves and felt the sensuous feel of the silk against her smooth skin. She stood up and stepped into the lace garter, clipping the 4 flimsy straps onto the stocking tops. She then pulled on her g-string, taking her time and admiring her look in the mirror. She looked a picture of sex, clad only in black stockings, and garter and g-string, her naked breasts were high and pert, denoted by her tan lines. Their milky white skin just seemed to draw her gaze, and her nipples began to harden again.

She continued dressing, strapping on her wonder-bra and then turned sideways to admire her profile. She liked what she saw and grinned mischievously at her reflection.

"You sexy witch." she teased at the mirror. She slid into the dress, it fit her long lean body like a second skin, moulding over the flair of her hips and across the twin mounds of her shapely ass. She grinned at herself again, feeling wanton and wicked. She knew she had the looks and charm to snare any man, but the game was always fun and she enjoyed the challenge immensely.

She grabbed up her make bag and headed into the bathroom. Pausing in front of the vanity mirror, she adjusted her hair, first piling it high on her head, then draping down over her shoulder, she laughed aloud and winked at the reflection. She applied the hairbrush and brushed it out, long , down her back, it reached well past her shoulders, her crowning glory. The hair that could make her look as coy as a school girl, or the evil temptress, with just the help of mousse, hair-spray and her ever faithful fashion knowledge. She finished her hair and started on her makeup. She recalled her mothers advice from long ago.

"Less is more." her mother always said. Her mother had passed on this little gem at the age of 13. Selena had experimented with styles and believed that the heavier the makeup, the more alluring the look. Her mother had been one of England’s top fashion models, reigning on the catwalks of London, Paris and Milan for more than a decade. Her irish roots were especially pronounced in Selena, the natural red hair, the emerald coloured eyes, and the faintest irish brogue, when it suited her, and a temper and sexuality to match it all. She looked at the face in the mirror and her mother smiled back at her. She briefly stifled the tears, then she let go, holding the vanity for support. It had been 6 years since the tragic accident that had taken her mothers life. 


Selena composed herself and skilfully applied her make up, she soon was smiling again. She put the finishing touches to her eyes, then applied her lipstick. She was ready, ready for a fabulous meal, a few drinks, a night of dancing then wild sex to round out the evening.

She crossed into the room and slipped on the finishing touch, a pair of spike heel shoes. She twirled in front of the mirror, checking everything was just right. She looked good, well over 6ft tall in her heels, 115 pounds of dynamite with flame red hair. She grabbed the green wrap from the closet and headed out the door into the passageway. She marched toward the first class dining room, stalking the corridor almost, like a cat on the prowl, she was hungry, and for more than just food, She wanted a man.

She swept into the dining room and the Matre’d met her immediately. He led her across the dining room toward a window table, eyes followed her path as she strode confidently behind him. He held her chair while she seated herself and bowed as she dismissed him. He smiled graciously and left her. On his way back toward his post, he raised his hand to his brow and slyly wiped the fine mist of sweat from his forehead. She had that effect on men, it was a combination of her power, money and sexuality, and she used it to her best advantage.

The wine waiter arrived next, dipping low as he offered her the wine list.

"Vodka tall with lemon slice, make sure its Absolut." she answered before dazzling him with a smile. He left and experienced the same effect the Matre’d had, he was sure the temperature had risen by 10 degrees.

She glanced around the room, scoping out the other occupants. A few hung around the bar, mostly men in their 30's and 40's. A crowd of five guys good naturedly shared a joke and laughed a little too loudly and she smiled in their direction. She sensed a friendly reception a little later, after dinner she would join them for a drink and maybe something else.

The waiter arrived with her drink, he placed it in front of her and held his tray nervously while she took a sip.

"Perfect." she whispered to him. His look of relief was evident as he walked away.

Another waiter appeared at her elbow.

"Would madam care to order?" came the waiters question while proffering her the leather bound menu. She took the menu and scanned it briefly. She pondered briefly before speaking.

"Sirloin, medium rare and a caesar salad, thank you."

"Very good madam" came the waiters reply as she handed the menu back and he left the table.

She relaxed and sipped her drink, listening to the ambient music of the dining room and the hum of others conversations, everything felt good and she smiled to herself. A waiter arrived with a basket of breadsticks and a selection of crackers and pates, she thanked him and tucked in with gusto. She enjoyed the cold clear tang of the strong vodka and munched on bread and pate till the waiter reappeared with her steak. She cleared away the pate dishes and he placed the meal before her. He withdrew and she tucked into a fine meal. Half way through her steak she motioned the waiter for another vodka.

After finishing the delightful meal, the waiters reappeared and cleared away her dishes and she declined their offer of a desert.

"I've got to watch my figure." she jokingly replied to the waiters question. She rose from the table and taking her glass with her, she strolled towards the bar, heading for the group of guys. She laid on her most dazzling smile and watched them melt before her. They welcomed her to their little clan and introduced themselves. 

"Selena Rotheram" she spoke clearly as she proffered her hand to each man in turn, self assuredly. She had always preferred her men older than her 23 years, and she had little time for people her own age, finding them boring and shallow. These guys were charming and fun, laughing and having a good time and she relaxed into their company. They made small talk, with the odd innuendo thrown in, and she gave it back as good as she got. She dazzled them all with her conversation skills and amazed them with her courage when she challenged them to a game of pool at the nearby table. 

"We don’t want to take your money." they joked and laughed, but she was adamant. 

"Oh, I'll take your money," she quipped at them, "And your shirts too!" "Ante up" she called to them as she broke the rack and proceeded to clear the table of balls in quick succession.

Clay stepped forward and brazenly stated:

"I'll take a piece of that action, and a piece of you when I'm done." She met his eyes and smiled a wicked grin.

"Bring it on, mister!" she retorted as she shot the black across the table and into the corner pocket. "I'm ready for you."

Clay racked up the balls and smiled at her as she waited.

"Lady to break" he called as he took the triangle off the rack and motioned for Selena to start her game. She smiled flirtatiously and broke the rack. Clay leaned in close as her took the cue from her hand and looked into her eyes, noting the sparkle there.

"Seems as the lady is not wearing a shirt, what do you pay if you loose?" he asked her boldly.

"Well, that’s easy," she responded with a serious look but a smile in her eyes, "If I loose, I'll put my knickers on the table." she stated determinedly.

Clays face dropped in surprise, he hadn't expected that reply and judging by the look on her face, she was serious. His shot was wide and she grinned as she took the cue from him. The game progressed, each opponent stalking round the table and making the shots. Selena held a slender lead of 2, and was making light of the fact that Clay was behind. She sipped her drink and felt the buzz of the vodka beginning to take hold. She shot again and sank another ball, going 3 up and Clay looked troubled. He was going to loose this game and his shirt if he didn't play sharply now. He reached across her to take the cue, and as he reached for it, Selena brushed against him. He drank in her perfume and she smiled as the contact lingered. He grinned a fools grin and prepared to shoot. She stalked around the table to a spot directly opposite and bent forward, leaning on her elbows on the edge of the table. Spread out before Clay was an open display of her ample cleavage and he swallowed hard. He looked up into her eyes and she smiled sexily straight back at him. She motioned with her eyes that all before him was his for the asking, all he had to do was make the play.

Clay played his shot, sinking a hard double off the cushion and moved around to line up for the second, Selena stalked around the table to stand beside him and watched as he lined up. She bit her lip and sipped her drink, watching Clay as he moved. He took the shot and sunk another difficult shot. She smiled and brushed past him again, speaking quietly so none of the others at the bar could hear.

"Whether you make that shot is immaterial, you'll still get to see my knickers." she whispered to him and smiled a wanton smile. She moved away and Clay stared at her, a sly grin slowly spreading over his face as the realisation of what she said sunk in. He fired the shot and missed, his concentration was gone for sure. He looked up sheepishly at her and she grinned, then burst out laughing. She moved over to him and took the cue from his hand, bumping him with her hip as she went by.

"Say goodbye to your shirt, Clay, I'm gonna enjoy wearing it when we go dancing!" she laughed at him as she lined up the black. She fired the shot and potted it clean.

She stood up and grinned across the table at Clay. She looked over to the group of guys behind him and said again.

"Cough up, Clay! Gimme that shirt, come on man, take it OFF!" 

Clay looked at her, then he looked at his mates at the bar, and muttered to himself.

"Shit, I don’t care if it cost me a shirt, I'm getting some of that tonight." And with that, he unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it on the table in front of the grinning Selena. She snatched it up and waved it over her head in triumph before draping it over her shoulders. She skirted the table and moved over close to Clay, standing bare-chested before her.

"Buy me a drink, then take me dancing and I'll give you the shirt back. After breakfast." She smiled and headed over to the group of guys, pleased with herself and clearly on a high. "Anyone else want to risk their shirts?" she teased as they all laughed and congratulated her on her win.

Clay came over and motioned to the bar tender. "Get the lady a drink, anything she desires and put it on my tab. I'm just going to get a new shirt." Selena fronted up to the bar and ordered her usual Vodka Tall with lemon. She sipped the cool clear drink and raised her glass to the guys. She shared a joke with them while she waited for Clay to return. She quizzed them on their various locations and their jobs, wife’s and girlfriends and made small talk.

Clay returned clothed in another shirt, he walked up to her and smiled before bowing to her.

"You beat me fair and square, well done." and kissed her forehead. She smiled and looked longingly into his eyes.

"Lets go find that disco." she said and took his hand and lead him out of the bar. The disco was in full swing as they walked in, music pumping loudly and people gyrating to the grooves. Selena grabbed Clays hand and dragged him onto the floor, swinging her hips and shaking her head in time to the beat. She danced so sexily and wantonly around him, bumping him with her body and pressing up close to him. He swam in her perfume and circled her waist with his arms. She snuggled up close to him and they moulded together as they danced. They were lost in time with each other and everyone else ceased to exist. She turned into his arms and faced him, she sought his lips with hers and they met in their first fiery kiss.




The Cruise Ch. 1



They broke away from the kiss breathlessly, their passions aroused more than ever. Selena smiled at Clay and moved into his arms as the music slowed to a waltz beat. He glided her across the floor as her rested her head against his shoulder and felt the comforting pressure of his hand on the small of her back. She slowly rotated her hips up against him, and she heard his sigh of pleasure as her feminine charms worked their magic on him.

"Lets get a bottle of something and go for a stroll on the deck." he suggested to her. She smiled and readily agreed. Clay walked over to the bar and purchased a chilled bottle of champagne and held it out to her for her approval.

"Only one?" she goaded him lightly, grinning at him. He returned to the bar and was about to purchase another when she intervened.

"Send 1 bottle of Dom Perignon and 1 of Absolut to cabin A324 in an hour please." she told the barman.

"Now, about that stroll?" she asked him as she hooked her arm in his and grabbed 2 glass off the bar. He led her from the disco and out onto the aft-deck. The moon shone bright and turned everything to silver, the night sky was peppered with stars, and the hiss of the water rushing past the hull of the liner far below them completed the picture. They strolled arm in arm, making small talk and sipping champagne, enjoying each others company. Selena stopped Clay and slid into his arms, pressing her long body against him and she brushed the hair from her face. She kissed him deeply, her hands on the back of his neck as she pulled him against her. She felt his hips thrust against her and she ground back against him. She broke the kiss and took his hand as she led him toward the doorway into the cabin area.

She used her pass-card and opened the cabin door, stepping aside to allow Clay into the room. She stepped in behind him and shut the door. The bottles of champagne and vodka sat in their ice buckets on a service trolley. She smiled at Clay and asked.

"Are you hungry? I'm famished from all that dancing. I'll call room service and order up some supper." Selena fell onto the bed and grabbed the phone and dialled. She cupped her hand over the mouthpiece and asked him. "What do you feel like?"

"Whatever you want to order is fine with me." Clay replied as he opened the vodka and poured two glasses over ice, adding the finishing touch with a slice of lemon on each glass rim.

"Lobster thermidor for 2, a fruit basket with grapes and a side bowl of strawberries, thank you. Yes A324, Rotheram, thank you." Selena dropped the phone back to the cradle and rose from the bed to join Clay in the high back wicker fan chair. She sat down on his lap and accepted the glass he offered to her.

"Salute'" she whispered and clinked her glass against his. She downed the potent drink and smiled down at Clay. She stroked his cheek before kissing his mouth, lips and cheek. One hand was in his hair and she pressed the other against his firm chest, rubbing her fingertips over his nipple and watched it rise to indent his shirt. The knock on the door broke the mood, and she climbed off his lap to answer it. The steward rolled the trolley full of food into the room and discretely left them.

"Come and eat." she smiled at him. He joined her at the trolley as she expertly broke the lobster open and served it onto two plates. He opened the champagne and poured it into two flutes before dropping a strawberry into each glass. He handed one to her and she raised it in a silent toast to him before sipping it. They ate in relative silence, just enjoying the fine food and excellent champagne. He laughed aloud at her as she tried in vain to eat the lobster legs with the fork provided.

"Here, like this." He showed her how to break it open and pick the delicate white flesh out with her teeth. She giggled said

"How decadent, fancy that, Daddy would not approve. He always made me struggle with a fork, he said it wasn't proper for a lady to eat with her fingers." 

"Much easier this way, and daddy’s not here to see." replied Clay, bemused at the conversation.

After they had finished the lobster, they moved over to the bed and shared fruit, feeding each other ripe slices of water melon and mango, fresh orange, grapes and slices of sweet pineapple. They drank more champagne and laughed about the day, their lives and things in general.

Selena got up and began clearing away the trolley, pushing it over to the side of the room and came and sat on the bed next to Clay. He reached for her and kissed her forehead. She sighed and moved into his arms, kissing him deeply and passionately. Her hunger for him rose and she stood up and crossed the room to turn off the light. The moonlight shone threw the porthole and cast a silvery glow into the room. She slipped the silk dress from her shoulders and hung it carefully over the back of a chair, before padding back to the bed. She climbed onto the bed and Clay rose up to meet her. She pushed him back flat and straddled his chest, locking her knees into his arm pits. He reached for her and she took his hands and placed them over her firm breasts.

"Oh Clay, make love to me." she whispered in the pale light. He slid his hands around her back and sought the clasp on her bra. He popped the clip and it fell from her breasts and she dropped it to the floor beside the bed. Clay sat up and cupped her naked breasts in each hand and gently squeezed them. She moaned and guided her self up against Clay, so he could suck and lick her nipples. He ran his free hand over her rounded ass and the other one up her back to tousle her hair. She shuddered with pleasure at the feel of his lips on her nipples and his hands sliding over her flesh. She ground her hips into him and she could feel herself moistening from his touches. He wrapped her in his arms and rolled her onto her back, reaching up he kissed her mouth and their tongues duel in passion. He slid his hands all over her stomach and breasts, toying with her nipples and applying little nips and bites here and there.

He moved down her body and nibbled his way across her stomach, trailing little licks and flicks of his tongue to her warm flesh. She reached out and found the buttons on his shirt, she undid them one at a time and pulled his shirt free of his shoulders. She dropped the shirt on the floor and resumed her assault on him. Her hands snaked over his flesh and she reached the waistband of his Dockers. She briefly fumbled with the button before undoing it. She reached a little further and unzipped his pants and his engorged cock sprung forward to meet her. She wrapped her hand round his hardness and she felt him shudder and heard his sigh of pleasure. He reached down and slid his hand down the front of her g-string, brushing her mound gently with his fingertips and she gasped as his fingertips found her clit. He rolled her onto her back and lifted her hips so he could slip off the flimsy g-string. He slid it down her legs and over her feet. She resumed her stroking and felt him growing in her hand. She cupped his balls in her free hand and stroked the hard shaft of his cock faster. She changed positions and then she took him gently into her mouth. She licked the head gently with loving strokes of her tongue before taking him deeply into her mouth. 

She licked and sucked at him, making him moan and sigh with lust and pleasure. She was good at this and she enjoyed giving head, taking him almost completely into her throat each time, before releasing him and swirling her talented tongue around his glans. He began to shudder and moan her name as she increased her tempo, both with her mouth and her hands on his balls. She sensed Clay tensing and knew he was going to come, she slid from his shaft and held his cock-head gently as he groaned and his cock spasmed in her mouth. He came in great spurts of passion and he collapsed on the bed, spent. She licked her lips and mopped up the dribble of come that trickled down her chin. She gazed up at his prostrate form and silently swallowed.

She leaned over him, and he gazed up at her through lust fogged eyes. She whispered to him,

"Was that good, baby, did you like that?"

"Oh god," he moaned, "That was fantastic!"

"Good," she replied coyly, "Now its your turn, eat me!"

"My pleasure, ma'am" he replied and pulled her down onto the bed, He pushed her thighs apart and kissed her navel. Trailing a series of butterfly kisses over her stomach and upper thighs, he moved into position between her outstretched legs and she wrapped them around his back. He lustily nibbled her inner thighs and kissed her mound lovingly. She thrust her pelvis up to meet his mouth and he brushed her clit with his chin. She sighed deeply and moaned through clenched teeth.

"Oh, don’t tease me, just lick me out, I wanna feel your tongue on me, please!" 

He resumed his nibbling, spreading her outer lips with his fingers and dragged his tongue upward from her moist entrance and swirled it around the hood of her clit. She gasped as he rolled the tip of his tongue around her love button and he then slid a finger gently between her lips and entered her with it. She ground her hips against the bed, and grabbed a handful of his hair, pushing his face closer against her wet pussy. He slid another finger into her wet folds and pressed his other hand beneath her, gently teasing her anus. She groaned and pushed against his hand and wiggled her ass against his probing fingers. He licked her relentlessly, probing her with his fingers while gently pushing a finger into her tight puckered anus. She gasped and pushed herself against his probing hand, gently allowing him to penetrate her virgin asshole. He slid his finger into her, and she shuddered against the onslaught of his probing tongue and hands. She surrendered to her base instincts and her orgasm ripped through her quivering body. Lights flashed behind her eyes and she screamed loudly while thrashing her head from side to side. Her pussy contracted in wave after wave of pleasure and she thought she was going to blackout.

He lifted her gently and rolled her onto her stomach, lifting her hips high into the air. She felt his powerful hands encircle her waist and she felt the head of his cock press against her asshole. The sensation was overpowering and she bit her lip in anticipation of the pain to come. He was gentle but firm as he slowly pressed his head into her ass. She felt her muscles opening to receive him and she forced herself to relax. He held her hips firmly and pressed on, entering her ass inch by inch until he was buried deep inside her. She had never felt so full, but she pressed back against him and wedged her hand down between her legs and rubbed her clit. She was dripping wet and she reached down and cupped his balls. He began to move slowly back and forth in her ass, the sensation was one of intense pleasure intermingled with a slight pain, she found that the pain was spurring her on and she pushed hard against his inwards thrusts. She could hear Clay grunting and hissing with pleasure as he reamed her. He tensed as she pushed back against him and she felt his cock twitch deep in her. She could feel her pussy contracting and releasing as her own orgasm built toward a climax. She felt him push hard against her buttocks and the hot splash of sperm as he erupted deep within her ass. She fell forward as her orgasm tore through her body and she could feel her anus spasming against his receding cock. He grunted loudly and fell against her back, pinning her, impaled, to the bed. She reached her head around and gazed into his eyes, they were blank and unfocussed as he collapsed beside her, totally spent and exhausted.

She felt him drop out from her ass and she rolled to face him, he managed a weak smile and she kissed his forehead gently.

"Sleep well, my sweet." she whispered to him. She pulled the sheet up over them and drew him into her arms before drifting off into a deep sleep.

He woke several hours later, alone and for a moment he was puzzled at where he was. The room was deserted and quiet. He rolled over in the bed and looked at his watch on the night-table. It was a little after ten am and he sat up. A folded yellow paper was on the pillow beside him and he reached over and picked it up. On it was a feminine script:

'I've gone down to breakfast. Will meet you later on the aft deck by the pool. Thank you for last night. S.'

He rolled over and grinned to himself as the memories flooded back into his mind. He pictured her impaled on his cock and he began to harden at the memory. He climbed from the bed and walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower and stepped under the stream of reviving hot water that poured from the showerhead. He stepped out five minutes later and towelled himself dry. He walked back through to the other room and found his clothes and dressed himself. He left the room and with a grin, he walked toward the aft deck, smiling broadly and with a skip in his step.

She swam the final lap of the pool, the warm water felt refreshing on her skin. She swam to the ladder and climbed out onto the pool surround. She stretched and picked up a towel and blotted her hair dry. She felt good this morning, alive and reawakened after last night. She walked to the breakfast bar and helped herself to fresh hot pancakes and jam, and a steaming, aromatic cup of black coffee. She took her breakfast and sat down on a deck chair to enjoy her feast. She was finishing up when Clay appeared at her side. He smiled at her and walked over and helped himself to coffee. He returned to her and sat on the end of her deckchair. She smiled up at him and asked.

"Did you sleep well? You were dead to the world when I got up. You looked so peaceful I didn't wake you."

"Yes, I did sleep well, I never even heard you wake or leave the room. Did you sleep okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah," she grinned at him, "I slept like a log, but I'm an early-bird. I need my swim every morning. The day isn't complete without my laps. I have to keep this body in tone, you know."

He grinned at her and resumed drinking his coffee. They dined in silence for a while and then she spoke to him. 

"We'll be in Hawaii in 2 days. I'm getting off the ship there and flying on to LA. I'm afraid this is goodbye. I thank you for a wonderful evening last night, but it cant be anymore than a ship-board romance. You are a wonderful guy and a great lover, and I will treasure the memories of our time together. Au revoir my sweet." 

She rose and kissed his cheek before walking off. The tears caught in her throat and she managed to stifle them back as she headed for her cabin.

She opened the door of the cabin and stepped in. She grabbed the cellphone from the dresser and switched it on. It took a moment for the phone to establish a connection to the ships cell transmitter and then she dialled a number. 

"Mason, hi brother. I'm on the Sun Princess. We're 2 days out from Hawaii and I'm getting off the ship there. I'll be in LA on friday. I'll call from the airport. I love you and I'll see you then. Bye"

She tossed the phone onto the bed and lay down and stared at the ceiling. Her mind wandered back to the lovemaking from last night and a guilty smile crossed her lips.

She spoke aloud at the silent room.

"2 more days, whatever mischief can I get up to until then?" She laughed aloud and smiled to herself.

"Whatever indeed?"

The End: (or is it?)



The Cruise Ch. 2



The casino on the ship was buzzing with people and background noises. She sat at a stool next to the roulette wheel and watched the wheel spin. The ball rolled around the track and dropped into a slot on the wheel as it slowed.

"23 black!" the croupier yelled as the wheel came to a halt.

"Ohhh, that's mine! I won!" Selena yelled excitedly, a grin breaking out on her face. The croupier checked her number and pushed a pile of chips in front of her. Selena smiled at the attractive croupier and mouthed the words 'Thank You' at her. 

"You're most welcome" came the croupier's reply. Selena gathered up the chips and took them over to a booth near the wall. She gazed out the windows into the darkness for a brief moment before counting the chips on the table before her. She had just won $2300, not bad for only her third gamble. She motioned to the waitress as she passed the table.

"A bottle of Dom Perignon for one, thanks."

"Certainly Ma'am, I'll bring it right over" came the waitress smiling reply.

Selena sat for a moment and mused over her day. She had swum in the morning, had a fine breakfast by the pool and generally lazed the day away by reading and soaking up the warm sun. Her tan was golden brown and she felt revived and rested. The ship was due in Honolulu early the next morning and she was disembarking to catch a flight to LA later that day. This would be her last night onboard and she was feeling a little saddened by that fact. She didn't feel like going dancing and the concert in the main lounge didn't appeal to her either. She felt at a loss, she didn't know what to do and so she decided to have a bottle of champagne and retire to her cabin early for a good nights sleep. The waitress appeared and delivered the chilled champagne and a single crystal flute to the table.

"Would you like anything else to go with it?" the waitress kindly asked.

"No thank you," was her reply, as she stared into the space outside the window.

"Very well, Ma'am, enjoy your champagne." the waitress left her at the table and she poured herself a glass. She raised the glass silently to her reflection in the window and the reflection smiled a strained smile back. The fine champagne felt cool and crisp on her tongue as she slowly sipped it.

She reflected over the journey, the fun she had had, the night spent playing pool, dancing and lovemaking with Clay. She had no regrets there, just a twinge of sadness that she would be leaving tomorrow. Her life of leisure would soon be over and in two weeks she would start her PA job at DataWest.

She thought of her father, hoping that she could make him see that she was a lot more than just his little girl. He always indulged her every whim and she felt like she was the spoilt little rich girl. She had never gone wanting for anything and her life had been fairly easy for her. The lat six years had taken some adjustment after her mother had died, but she thought that she had gotten through it okay.

She shuddered at the thought, recalling the awful day and that fateful telephone call. She pushed the thought out of her mind and tried to think of other things, but it lingered there, not wanting to go just yet. A tear welled up in her eyes and she swallowed hard.

"Not here." she whispered forcefully to herself and sipped the champagne. She got up and picked up the bottle and the glass and headed for the deck. A walk might help remove the melancholy she was feeling. If that didn't work, she'd get a bottle of vodka and drink herself into oblivion, just as she had done in her early days.

The night air was warm, a slight salty tang was on her lips as she strolled towards the stern. She wandered along, lost in her thoughts. A few people were out on the deck, enjoying the night air. She smiled a gentle smile as a couple passed her, arm in arm, lost in their little world. She approached the railing at the stern and gazed down into the boiling sea , the white foam whipped up by the ships mighty propellers. 

She stood there for several moments, gazing out across the flat ocean, lost in her thoughts. A feminine voice broke through her reverie and took her by surprise.

"Do you have a light?" the woman at her side asked her again. "I left mine in my cabin."

Selena reached into her small bag and pulled out a gold lighter and passed it to the woman. She looked into her face and saw a warm friendly smile there. She was very attractive, not quite as tall as Selena, but very well featured and proportioned.

"Hi," she spoke with a faint american accent "I'm Katherine, but call me Kath."

Selena extended her hand and grinned.

"Hi, I'm Selena, nice to meet you Kath."

Kath lit her cigarette and exhaled. She gazed out to sea the turned to Selena and spoke.

"What's a lovely girl like you doing walking the decks? Why aren't you in the lounge dancing with the guys and breaking their hearts?"

Selena smiled a rueful smile and looked into Kath's deep brown eyes. 

"Tonight's my last night on the ship, and I feel a little blue. I've done the dancing and the drinking, but it's my heart that always ends up broken. I've met some nice guys here, but not that special one. I'm beginning to wonder if he exists anymore, I never seem to be able to find him. He always seems out of reach, or not what he seems to be."

Kath looked into Selena's eyes and smiled at her.

"Maybe he's not what you need anymore. Could it be, you're looking in the wrong places, for the wrong thing?" she flashed Selena a quick grin and threw her cigarette out over the railing.

Selena smiled back at her, puzzled at her words. She liked this lady and was taken by the fact that she was so forthright and outspoken.

"I have half a bottle of champagne here, and a half bottle of vodka in my cabin. How would you feel about getting drunk with me?" The words were out of Selena's mouth before she could stop them. "That's if you don't have any other plans."

Kath's reply was instant.

"Great idea, we can drink away your blues and I can get over the fact that my husband is an idiot. We just had an argument and I came up here to relax and get away from his pettiness for awhile. Lead the way, my dear" She stepped close to Selena and put her arm around her shoulder. "Us girls have to stick together, and not let them beat us down."

They walked off together, Kath's arm still around Selena's slender shoulder. They reached the cabin and Selena unlocked the door. She stepped aside and Kath entered the room. She turned and smiled at Selena then walked over to the trolley and poured two strong vodkas. She passed the glass to Selena and quipped.

"To men, cant live with them, not allowed to shoot them!"

Selena burst out laughing and knocked back the drink. She was enjoying this woman's company and she felt better about herself immediately. She kicked off her shoes and sat down on the edge of the bed, the vodka and the champagne began to buzz in her head and she felt quite tipsy. She looked up at Kath smiling down at her and spoke.

"You mentioned your husband and an argument. Would you like to tell me about it?"

"Sure," replied Kath and sat down on the bed beside her.

"He's a business man, he just can't leave the business at home for one minute. I think he should of married his laptop, and I'm sure he's having an affair with his cellphone. He's on it more than he's on me!"

Selena burst out laughing and the two girls grinned at each other.

Kath continued, 

"We've been on this boat for the past two weeks, and all he's done is work. We were supposed to be taking a vacation, away from his work, but no, he just can't leave the office. He thinks the business will cease to function if he's not there, holding the reins. We've had dinner together 3 times on this cruise, the rest of the time, I've dined alone. And then tonight, I asked him to join me for a drink and to have a little gamble in the casino. He says, I'll finish this report and I'll join you there in half a hour. That was three god-damned hours ago. I went down to get him, and he's busy, on a conference call with headquarters and can't possibly come out." she rolled her eyes and sipped her drink. 

"So I told him, I'll see you in the morning, I'm going to find a man and screw him, then I'm going to spend the night with him in wild debaucherous sex." She looked into Selena's face, and laughed a hearty laugh. "I'm not shocking you am I?"

"No," replied Selena, "I would have told him the same!" Selena crossed the room and grabbed the vodka bottle, she sensed Kath's eyes on her as she walked back toward the bed. She returned to Kath's side and offered her the bottle. They each poured themselves a generous drink and raised their glasses to each other. Selena smiled behind her glass and drank it down. She was beginning to feel rather drunk and her mood was improving by the minute, She enjoyed this lady's company and felt the first stirrings of a firm friendship building. She stretched out on the bed and Kath looked over her.

"Do you mind if I smoke?" Kath asked her.

"Not at all, light up!" was Selena's reply as she closed her eyes and relaxed on the bed. She heard the spark of her cigarette lighter and then a strange grassy aroma wafted into the room. She looked across at Kath in surprise. Kath was standing by the porthole, toking on a joint. She exhaled loudly and offered it to Selena.

"I haven't done that since university, but why not?" She took the joint from Kath's outstretched hand and took a tentative puff. The fine grass tasted good on her tongue and she took another puff.

"This is good stuff," Kath told her," and it will soon kick your blues." She came over and sat down on the bed beside Selena and gazed into her eyes. Selena laughed as she felt the grass beginning to buzz her. She looked up at Kath and smiled. 

"Thank you, for coming along. I think I needed to meet someone like you. I was beginning to get a little jaded and complacent. My life has become a little stale and I think you just injected some fresh air into it." she laid her hand on Kath's arm as she spoke and their eyes locked. Kath returned her stare and the atmosphere was charged with electricity. Selena feel completely relaxed and higher than she had ever been, the champagne, vodka and the grass was beginning take hold and she giggled. She took the proffered joint again and toked. Kath looked at her and grinned a wicked smile.

"Shall we go and break some hearts in the disco? Or maybe we could go and lose my husbands company on the roulette wheel? Lets get out of here and have a little fun." Selena grinned at her and got up from the bed.

"Great idea," she replied, "Lets do it!"

The two girls finished the bottle of champagne and headed out into the corridor. Kath waited while Selena locked the door, then arm in arm, they headed for the bar. They made small talk and boisterously breezed into the bar. It was crowded with people and they managed to find a table in a corner. Kath grabbed a waiter and ordered a batch of vodka. 

The waiter arrived with a tray of drinks and placed them before the two girls. They raised their glasses to each other and yelled in unison.

"To fun!"

They swallowed the sharp, strong vodka and banged their glasses in unison on the table. Laughing loudly, they gazed around the room and spied out the gigolo's and the womanisers. The lounge lizards were there, circling the room like buzzards around a fresh carcass. Selena grinned at Kath and commented on the scene before them. They picked holes in the men, seeing through their ploys. They watched the guys making their desperate plays, always targeting the well-heeled single and not-so-single ladies. Anyone who showed the trappings of the rich and glamorous was fair game. They were looking for an easy ride, a meal ticket they could scam for money and free travel. He approached the table and grinned a lecherous smile at Selena. She spotted him immediately and was waiting with her scathing reply.

"I saw you from across the room, I can't believe how beautiful you are. Can I join you for a drink?" he asked as he went to sit down in their booth. Selena went to speak, but Kath shot back at him.

"Take a hike loser, cant you tell a lesbian when you see one?" She cut into him. He stood there, dead in his tracks and gaped at Kath. He mumbled an apology and wandered away. Selena burst out laughing and looked into Kath's sparking eyes.

"I wouldn't have thought of that in a million years." she said quietly.

"Works every time!" came Kath's reply. "They don't know what to say, they have no comeback to that one. I use it all the time."

Selena giggled and wondered about this woman. She seemed to take it all in her stride and nothing seemed to faze her. It must have been the outspoken american in her. The english were a little bit more restrained, or so Selena thought. Kath glanced at her watch, then spoke directly to Selena.

"So, my dear, we have less than twelve hours until you leave this floating singles bar, what are we going to do to fill that time?" Selena laughed and spoke back to Kath.

"I have no intention of snagging another man on this cruise, one was enough. I'm not saying that it wasn't good, because it was and he did something I'd never tried before." Kath's eyes widened and she questioned Selena.

"Do tell. Tell me all. I want to know what this guy did. I had you pegged for a girl that knew it all and enjoyed everything. What was so new to you?"

Selena swallowed and glanced around to make sure they weren't overheard. She leaned across the table and spoke quietly to Kath in whispered tones.

"He fucked me up the ass," she told her with a shy, guilty smile. She looked into Kath's eyes, wondering if she had at least shocked her. Kath threw back her head and laughed loudly.

"Really? And did you enjoy that? I have a little secret then," she continued, "Darren, my husband used to do that with me too. It was quite pleasurable, but it's been ages since he has shown that kind of interest in bedroom gymnastics."

Selena giggled at her forth-rightness. She felt immensely attracted to this lady and her honest way she came across. 

"Kath, lets go back to the cabin. I'd like to have another drink and some supper. I'm famished, that smoke gave me the munchies." They laughed heartily and slid out of the booth and headed out into the corridor.

They walked down the hallway and Selena drew her keys out of her bag and slipped the key into the lock. She could smell Kath's perfume as she moved close. Very close. She looked around and Kath was right before her, almost touching her. She couldn't move back because of the closed door behind her, and Kath kept advancing on her. She stood close, and then she reached for her, she reached around her and planted her hands on the door on either side of Selena's head. She looked searchingly into Selena's eyes briefly then kissed her hard on the lips. Her tongue snaked across her lips and duelled briefly with Selena's. Selena couldn't move, paralysed with shock and delight. She broke off the kiss and looked deep into Selena's emerald eyes.

"Sorry," she said, "I shouldn't have done that, but I couldn't help myself. My apologies, I think I better go."

"No, don't go, its quite alright." came Selena's instant reply. The words were out of her mouth before she had time to think. "Come in here."

She turned and opened the door and stepped inside, her lips tingling from the passionate kiss and her knees were shaking. She turned as Kath shut the door and pounced on Kath, catching her against the door as Kath had done a minute before. Her hands were against the door, and her lips crushed against Kath's, she could taste the vodka in her mouth as their tongues duelled, their breaths intermingling intimately. She stepped back and grinned a girlish grin at Kath.

"Turnabout" she laughed.

"You little hussy," Kath giggled and fell on the bed, her dark brown hair spreading out to frame her face. She looked up at Selena and patted the covers, "Join me?" she questioned. Selena's heart pounded in her ears and she knelt on the edge of the bed. She looked down on the fine looking woman before and whispered.

"I've, umm, never been with a woman before. Have you?"

Kath gazed up into her eyes and replied.

"I had an affair with my college room-mate for about 6 months. She was bi and she taught me a lot. How to give and receive real pleasure. How to come and to make someone come like never before. Would you like me to show you?"

Selena bit her lip and breathed the word "Yes."

She kicked off her shoes and lay down on the bed, next to Kath. She gazed into her eyes and smiled. "Be gentle with me, I'm new to this."

Kath leaned over her and kissed her forehead. 

"I will," she replied, "If you want me to stop, just say the word. I'll only take you as far as you want to go. No pressure."

Their eyes locked and Kath leaned down and kissed her, full on the lips. Selena felt an electric tingle scorch through her body and she could feel her sex swell. She was getting very turned on, just by this woman's kiss.

Kath nibbled her neck and slid her free hand over the mound of Selena's right breast. Her touch felt good through the thin silk and Selena felt her nipples swell and harden at her touch. The feeling was exciting and she trembled against Kath's long body as she pinned her to the bed. Kath slipped the thin strap of Selena's dress off her shoulder and nibbled the smooth skin. Selena sighed and squirmed underneath her lips gentle touch. Kath's hand was more insistent around her breast now, and she pinched her nipple as it protruded through the thin silk. Selena's breath was coming in short gasps now, and she was shaking with pleasure and desire. She could feel her pussy pulsing and her panties were getting wet.

Kath straddled Selena's chest and brushed her other strap off her shoulder. Selena's dress fell away, exposing the black lace bra and Kath kissed her lips as she undid the front catch and released her heaving bosom. She sighed as Kath's hands swept the lacy brassiere aside and threw it on the floor. Selena felt wanton, sitting up on the bed, with her breast exposed in all their hard-nippled glory. Kath murmured as she lowered her head towards her nipples.

"You have beautiful tits."

A lightening bolt of pleasure ripped through Selena's body as Kath's tongue and teeth fastened on her nipple. She cried out in surprise and cupped the back of Kath's head, holding her close to her breasts. She worked her hand down and brought them up against Kath's breasts, She felt their weight, their fullness in her hands as she cupped them together. She brushed her shoulder straps away and fumbled at the catch. She felt it let go and she brought her hands back up under her breasts and felt their warmth on her hands. She rolled Kath's hard nipples around with her fingers and felt them harden and swell. Kath gave a sigh of delight and she guided Selena's head to her breast. She threw her head back as Selena's tongue snaked across the distended nipple. She rocked her gently to and fro and held her there like a suckling baby.

She held her there for several moments, revelling in the feeling of Selena's gentle hands on her breasts and her wet tongue and teeth nibbling at her nipples. She then pushed Selena away and back onto the bed. She gently peeled the silken wrapper of her dress slowly down over her flat stomach and over the flare of her hips. As the dress exposed more soft flesh, she nibbled, bit and fairy kisses her way towards Selena's waist. She looked into Selena's closed eyes and spoke gently and quietly to her.

"I love your lingerie, its so sexy." She trailed a warm kiss across Selena's tummy at the junction of her garter belt. Selena sighed and moaned. She had never felt a touch quite like Kath's, firm and yet gentle. It was so similar, yet so different from a mans. The hands on her body were soft and soothing, instead of being rough and insistent. She lifted her hips and Kath peeled the dress down her legs and off her feet. She dropped it to the floor and looked up along Selena's long trim body. 




The Cruise Day 02



After 2 years of planning and a year of talking their spouses into it, Arlene and Dennis finally got together on a cruise. They had been enjoying "cyber-sex" for many years. Their cyber-sex had turned into real emotions for them and they needed to find a way to be together physically. This cruise was it.

Their first day went well. They had met and consummated their love for each other, while still appeasing their spouses. That first evening, Dennis and his wife went to dinner and spent some time in one of the ship's many nightclubs. Arlene and her husband had dinner with their kids and then spent the best part of the evening trying to put two excited kids to bed. The parents followed closely behind.

The sun came up on a clear and beautiful second day on board. Dennis went for an early session in the weight room, followed by a swim and sauna. Afterward, he got his wife up and they dressed for breakfast.

Arlene had the kids up and dressed before her husband was awake. They all headed for breakfast. 

The breakfast buffet was long, fresh and delicious. Dennis made small talk with several of the people as they all sampled the foods available. His eyes were met several times by Arlene, as she too, made her way around the buffet. They never were next to each other, although once, Dennis was able to talk to one of Arlene's children. They sat at different tables, but positioned themselves to look past their spouses and see each other.

The schedule for today called for Arlene to take her children to the Children's Activity Center for the all-day program for children. The morning would find them with their spouses. In the afternoon, Dennis had signed his wife up for a water aerobics class followed by a massage. Arlene kept her and her husband busy for the morning, then, knowing the answer, she asked him what he wanted to do for the afternoon. He said he would like to sit and sleep by the pool. After lunch, she unpacked the sunscreen and told him to be sure to use it, and sent him to the pool. 

As his wife was getting changed and gathering things for her afternoon, Dennis said he was going to check out the casino on board. His wife said that was a good idea and he should enjoy himself. 

"I'm sure I will" he said with a smile as he left the room. He walked first to the pool and saw Arlene's husband settling in. It took all his self-control to maintain a walking pace as he left the pool area to go to Arlene's room.

After her husband left, Arlene had stripped and wrapped herself in a satin robe. She focused on the door, waiting for the knock. It was only a couple of minutes until the knock came. Although she waited for it, she was still startled by it. She was at the door in a bound. She opened the door and pulled Dennis inside. 

He had been standing there, mesmerized by the sight of her. He had waited and longed for Arlene for many years, since their on-line relationship had begun. They had exchanged pictures but he was still breathless at the sight of her, wrapped in the white satin rope. Her nipples were jutting out and the fabric allowed the outline of her entire nipple to show through. She had purchased this robe especially for this cruise, knowing they would be together and knowing Dennis was such a boob man. 

She pulled him into the room and they embraced, kissing each other deeply. They kissed again, and he moved back from her.

"You look great!" he stammered out.

"You like?" she said, as she did a twirl. "I bought this for you. I thought you might like it."

They came together for another kiss. This time his right hand slid up and around to her front, grabbing hold of her left breast as his right hand moved down her back and grabbed a handful of butt. She moved up and down on him, letting herself feel his shaft rub her abdomen as she did. They parted and he reached for the cord holding the robe closed.

"Not so fast there, Mister", she said pushing him away lightly. "I want to see you first."

She started on his belt buckle and he obliged her by removing his shirt while she undid his pants. She slid the pants and underpants down to his ankles. He stepped out of his flip-flops and pants at the same time. As she pushed his pants to the floor, she had knelt down, and her head was now even with his rigid pole. She looked up into his eyes as her hand rubbed up his leg and grabbed him. He shuttered when he felt her hold him. His eyes closed as he felt her mouth engulf him. Her hand rubbed his balls as she sucked on him. She pulled him out of her mouth and licked the length of his shaft down to his balls. She licked him back up to the tip, tongued the hole on the end and then took the entire length into her mouth again.

He moaned and stroked her hair. There was nothing more he cared to do at this moment. He was in Heaven. He mouth was as sweet and soft as he found her pussy yesterday. She could hear him moaning and that only drove her to suck him harder. He began moving his hips. She knew he was near. He grabbed her head and held her face to him as he felt himself coming in her mouth. Never had anyone given him a better blowjob. She stayed on him and sucked every drop. She swallowed every drop. She was surprised at herself. She almost never swallowed and always said she didn't like the taste. This time, she loved doing it and found the taste intoxicating. She made herself a promise that she would be doing this again.

He reached down and grabbing her elbow, he helped her to her feet. He pulled her close to him and kissed her. The broke and she looked at him. He knew what was on her mind. He pulled her into him, pressed his lips to hers and let his tongue into her mouth. She melted into his arms.

"Time to return the favor, My Dear", he said as he moved a step back and untied the cord. He moved his hands up and slid the robe from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He held her naked body to his. 

He moved her back to the bed and told her to lie down. He lay beside her, and reaching over, cupped her breast in his hand and kissed her again.

Then he sat up, moved down the bed and grasping her ankles, slid them back to her buttocks. She allowed her knees to fall to the sides to give him full access to her womanhood. As he moved to the center of the bed, his eyes never left her slit. He could see it glistening on her dark hair and could smell her arousal. He knew this would be something wonderful. 

He moved his head down and began kissing her, up and down the length of her slit. She let out a sigh and he noticed her legs had relaxed, even more. He reached his hand in, and pulling her lips open slightly, he blew on her. A tingle ran though her body.

He kissed her slit while he held it open. He kissed it up to the top, gently kissing her clit, and then he kissed it down. When he got to the bottom, he let his tongue slip inside her. She squirmed. She had never felt such pleasure. 

He kissed her again and then his tongue went in again. This time, he wiggled it inside her. She was in heaven. He began moving his head back and forth, tongue-fucking her. Her hips began moving involuntarily. He pressed his face harder into her wet pussy. He could feel her pubic hair on his nose. She was holding his head. He moved his mouth up and licked her clit. She started moaning loudly. He moved in and started to suck her clit. He thrust his right index and middle fingers into her. She came violently. 

He allowed her to recover a few seconds then started kissing her clit again. He fingers were partially out of her and he moved them inside her again. She loved this feeling. He started alternately licking and sucking her clit. He moved a third and then a fourth finger into her sopping pussy. She let them all in her. 

Now they were like two frantic animals. He was ramming his hand into her hole while sucking on her clit. Her head was bobbing back and forth as she held the bedspread with her clenched fists. He increased the tempo of his hand as it moved in and out of her and she came three more times as he pounded her pussy and sucked on her clit. 

He heard her saying "Oh, oh, oh, oohhh" and her pelvis left the bed as she came in the largest orgasm she had ever experienced. His hand was soaked and she was dripping onto the bed. He slowly remove his hand from her, and began licking her, gently, cleaning up all the juices on her. 

As he was cleaning her she tried to relax and enjoy the sensation. She loved having her pussy licked. And he did it well. In spite of herself, she found herself getting turned on again. He could sense that he wasn't alone in his enjoyment of the job at hand. 

He licked her slit and noticed her shutter as his tongue went inside her again. He kissed her slit again. Then pulling back slightly, he lifted his head and started at the top of her hairline and began to kiss downward. He looked at her face to see her smiling, her eyes closed. He kissed her down, stopping briefly at her clit to allow her more pleasure, and then began kissing and licking his way to the bottom of her slit. He knew the juices had run further down, so his tongue followed their trail. She pulled on her knees to allow him further access to her. He kissed and licked her down to her anus. When he got there, he licked the entire area clean and came back to the anus and pressed his lips on it. Then he moved his tongue out of his mouth and into her anus. She relaxed and allowed him entry into her back hole. He began to move his head and was soon tongue fucking her back hole. She wanted this, but wanted more. He knew it. He began to slide his hand up and let a finger slip into her. She moaned with approval. 

He kissed his way back up her slit and started to suck her clit while moving his finger in and out of her butt. He started to suck hard on her clit and put two fingers of his other hand into her now soaked pussy. He moved his head back. He wanted to see this. 

He worked a second finger into her anus and once she was comfortable with that, he added a third finger to her pussy. Then a fourth. He began moving his two fingers in and out of her anus while simultaneously moving his whole hand in and out of her pussy. He was watching this, while looking up to see her face. She was smiling, and groaning, and muttering things and throwing her head back and forth. 

He knew she was ready and plowed his two fingers as deep as they would go, into her butt. His other hand, with four fingers in her pussy, gave several rapid thrusts and then held inside her, deep, and rubbed her insides. She came again. 

He moved up beside her and they laid together in each other's arms for several minutes. 

"Time to go back", she said, holding back a tear.

"I'll be back. We've got five more days to enjoy each other, not counting the cruise." he told her.

They dressed and after kissing at the door, left the room and rejoined their spouses and the ship activites, knowing they would be together again.

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Please, let me know if you would like more.



The Cruise Encounter!



I sat on the deck writing in my laptop. The sun was warm and the morning just getting started. We had reached another island on our trip. The coffee was strong, just the way I like it. "Excuse me! Can you really see on that thing?" I looked up and smiled in the face of a pretty white woman. "Yes! I've used this so long, I can see real good." She peered into the screen and I'm sure she could see some of the words I had already written. "Oh! I've always wondered how someone could type on something so small." That was the start of our conversation. After a few minutes I invited her to sit with me. That was when I took my first good look at her.

She appeared to be in her 60's. A sweet face that showed years of sun but not too wrinkled. She had smile lines around her mouth and a big smile on her face. She took out a cigarette, lit it and I noticed there was no ring on her fingers. We introduced ourselves and I found out her name was Gerri. As she sat, she crossed her legs like the woman she was. And I got a nice look at her tan thighs. She was by no means a young woman and she had soft thighs with not much muscle tone. But they were nice to look at. She caught me looking and smoothed out her dress. We talked about computers, and sci-fi books. She was a sci-fi reader also. I also found out that she was on this trip alone.

After about 30 minutes, she said she had to get ready for the beach. I laughed and told her to make sure she used suntan lotion. She laughed back. "Yea! If I can find a man to put it on." I smiled at her and she smiled back. "As pretty as you are, you shouldn't have a problem with that." She smiled and walked off. I couldn't help staring at her small butt as she walked. Not bad! Not bad at all! The rest of the day, as I walked around the town with my wife, I couldn't help thinking about her. Would I see her on the ship later? I hoped so. She was a good person to talk to.

After three hours, walking around in the hot sun, my wife wanted to come back to the ship and take a nap. I knew that meant she would be sleep for a few hours. I took my laptop and went up to the quiet part of the ship. I was sitting down when I heard someone call my name. "Well, Carl! Did you go into town?" I looked up and it was Gerri. Her smile was bright and lit up her face. For an older woman, she was very pretty. Her sun-bleached, blond hair was cut short. She had a cigarette in her slim fingers. She sat down next to me. "Am I interrupting you?" I smiled at her. "No! I was just writing a few notes for another story." I had told her that I write erotic stories.

I asked her if she would like a drink and she ordered a wine. I sipped the drink I had already been drinking. "So! Did you find a nice man to spread lotion on your back?" she gave a short laugh. "I wish! No! My back is just as dry, and I could really use some lotion because of the hot sun." I smiled at her. "Well! If I were there, I would have spread lotion on and you would have been safe." She smiled at me and took a sip from her glass. "I wish you had been there. There was no one to talk to." she sipped from her glass then rubbed her back against the back of the chair. "What's the matter? Back bothering you?"

Gerri made a face. "No! It's just so dry, the damn thing itches like mad." I looked at her. "Well, if you like, I could rub some lotion on it?" I left the question hanging. I wanted her to give me an answer. "I don't think the people in here would like it if I rolled up my blouse so you could put lotion on my back." I smiled back at her. "Oh well!" she took another sip. "You could come to my cabin and do it if you would?" I looked at her and a few things passed between us unsaid. "OK! Lead the way." Just like two friends, we got up and left the lounge. But, not before she ordered two fresh drinks. 

I followed her to her cabin. She was on one of the upper decks and she had a nice room. I sat down and Gerri went into the bathroom. She came back out wearing a thin robe. It was short enough for me to get a better look at her tan thighs. They were soft and a bit flabby but overall, damn nice to look at. She handed me the lotion. "Should I sit up or would you rather I lay on my stomach?"

"Well, whatever would make you feel more comfortable. But I think, on your stomach would be better." Gerri took a sip from her glass, then lay down on her stomach on the couch. She took her arms out of the robe and tied it around her waist. All the time, keeping her back to me. She had a small back but it was in proportion to her small size.

I poured a nice amount of lotion in my palm and rubbed it between my hands. Then I started at her shoulders. Softly and gently I rubbed and massaged the lotion into her dry skin. Gerri sighed. I let my hands mold and knead here soft skin and she did have very soft skin. She sighed again. "You have very soft and gentle hands."

"Why thank you," I answered. I took my time working my hands across her back and then down her spine. When I got to her lower back, I stopped. "Why'd you stop?" I picked up my drink and took a sip. "Well! I didn't want you to think I was trying to feel you up if I went any lower."

Gerri gave a small laugh. "Don't be silly! That feels wonderful, I don't want you to stop." I put my drink down and pushed her robe to just at the top of her hips. I could see the beginning of her ass cheeks. This time I not only massaged the lotion into her back, I rubbed it into her sides also. "Mmmmmm! That feels so good, I may want you to do my whole body. Would you mind?" I looked at her back. She wanted to get naked and have me smooth lotion all over her bare body. And she was pretty enough for me to want to do just that. "Do you want me to do your whole back first?" Instead of giving me an answer, she jerked the robe a loose and tossed it on the floor. 

Gerri lay there with her body bare to my eyes. She had a small waist and two of the nicest, tiniest cheeks. They were not full and round like those of a black woman. For some reason, some white women don't fill out in their ass. But they looked as smooth and soft as the rest of her body had been. I started at her heels. She had tiny feet and I held them gently. She sighed as I worked the lotion into her ankle. "You should do this professionally. You're really quite good at it."

"Thank you. And I thank you for giving me the opportunity to massage you." Gerri laughed. I liked the sound of her voice. "You're so formal and gentlemanly. I like that in a man."

I worked my way slowly up her thigh. When I got to her cheeks, I poured more lotion on my hands. As I worked it into her soft ass, I molded and kneaded the skin. Gerri lifted her ass off the couch a few times to meet my hands and I smiled. As I worked my hands closer to her crotch, I let my thumbs work between the crack of her ass. When they touched her puckered hole, she gave a short gasp. "I'm sorry! I won't touch you in any place you feel uncomfortable." Gerri's body gave a tremble. "No! It just gave me a jolt of electricity. Don't stop, it feels great." I continued to massage her ass, and my thumbs kept brushing against her asshole.

Then I moved my hands down a bit. Each time I massaged her, my thumbs would caress her crotch. I could feel the soft downy hair of her cunt. And as my thumbs rubbed her pussy lips, Gerri's breathing grew a bit heavier. I noticed that my thumbs were growing wet from her secretion. I massaged a bit harder and made sure that each time my fingers were at her crotch, my thumbs worked a bit deeper into her slit. Gerri was soon moving her ass up to meet them. And she had opened her thighs a bit wider. I could easily see that Gerri was growing wetter. She sighed and opened her thighs even wider. Her puss was open to my view and I could see her soft fuzz at her open lips. This time when my thumbs reached her cunt, I slipped one thumb inside.

Gerri groaned and lifted her ass off the bed. I pulled my thumb out and massaged the other leg. This time the other thumb slipped in. Gerri pushed her hands beneath her and I felt her pulling her pussy lips apart. I smiled as my thumb pushed in even deeper. "Ohhh!" I hesitated then withdrew. I worked my thumbs in and out, constantly changing thumbs as I kept up a steady massage of her upper thigh. Then I felt her gasp and shudder. "Oh fuck!" it came out in a whisper, but I heard it. "Turn over, you're done on this side." Her voice was strained as she whispered, "not yet, please." Gerri lifted her ass off the bed and held it up in an open position. A big smile lit my face. 

I inserted my finger this time, and there was no pretense. Gerri held her pussy open as I fingered her cunt. And as my finger worked deeper, she lifted it higher. I could feel her fingers rubbing her clit. And when my thumb brushed her asshole this time, she groaned. I let my wet thumb rub her pink puckered hole and Gerri began to wave her ass in the air. Not one to miss a given opportunity, I pushed my thumb in her ass. "Oh shit! Ahh! Sweet fuck!" I would have loved to see her face as she mouthed these lovely words. She seemed so sweet and innocent when I first met her. "Does this feel good, Gerri?"

"Ahh! Shit yea! Push your thumb deep in my ass. Oh fuck! All the way!" I smiled as I looked down at this older white woman with her ass in the air.

"Mmmm!" I moaned. "If you turn over, I'll replace my finger with my tongue." Gerri was moaning as she lifted her ass up to work my thumb deeper. "Wait! Work my asshole first. Damn! It's been a long time since I felt that sweet hole being massaged." I gave her asshole a good, old-fashion thumb fuck and she loved it. Gerri grabbed a pillow and screamed her climax into it as her pussy drenched my finger with cream. I turned her over and pushed my tongue deep in her cunt. She held my head as I lapped and sucked her sweet hole. Another climax hit her and I felt her cunt ooze it's sweet nectar into my mouth. Then I stopped and eased my finger from her ass.

I stood up and was all ready to shove my dick into her sweet pussy. "Wait! I don't want it in my pussy." Figuring that she just wanted to suck me off, I lifted her to a sitting position. She looked at my hard black dick before her face. Licking her lips, she smiled up at me. "I'll suck your dick. But I really want you to fuck me in the ass. I want you to cum in my ass." I nodded my head as I pulled her face to my dick. Gerri sucked on my dick and I knew that she was no stranger to having one in her mouth. I rocked back and forth, working my dick deeper in her mouth. She pulled her mouth off my dick and looked up at me. Talk dirty to me!" She took a breath and went back to sucking my dick.

I gripped a handful of hair. "So that's what you like, you old bitch! You like to have that white ass in the air while a nice fat dick rams it good. Well, you wrinkled old white slut; I'll fuck that ass good. You're gonna beg me to come back and rim this ass with my black dick before I'm thru. Suck it, you old slut! Suck this big black cock." Gerri slurped loudly as she worked her mouth back and forth. When I felt my dick begin to swell, I pulled it out. She was easy to turn around. And I soon had her on her hands and knees. Gerri's ass looked so smooth the way it was stretched across her hips. I rubbed my dick on her slit and got her asshole wet.

She turned her head to look back at me. "Fuck me like the black buck you are. Fuck this white woman's ass." I smiled as I positioned my dickhead at her pink puckered hole. "So that's what you want? You want this nigger dick up your white, bigot ass. Well you old white bitch, I'm gonna give you some good nigger dick." With that I shoved hard. Gerri grabbed the pillow and bellowed a scream into it. I pulled back, watching the ring of her white ass pull along my shaft. Then I slammed my hard dick deep into her again. By the fifth lung, Gerri was crying into the pillow. "Please! Oh please, don't rape me! I've been a good white woman to you all. Oh no!" I smiled at her words. So that was her trip? She wanted to be taken by a black man. Taken like a slave would take his white mistress.

I pulled back and paused. "I bet none of your white men can fuck you like this nigger can?" I lunged again. Then, holding her by her small hips, I pumped my dick up her ass as hard as I could. We were both drenched in sweat, before I felt the swelling in my balls. With a grunt, I emptied my load up her tight ass. When Gerri felt the splash against her hot abused ass walls, she groaned. "I don't want to have a black baby! I won't have a black baby!" I laughed. "You'll have this black baby. And I'm gonna come back again to make sure you're full of my nigger cum every chance I get." Gerri collapsed on the bed, pulling my softening dick from her ass. I held her cheeks apart and watched her gaping hole slowly close. My white cum oozing from her hole.

"Will you come back again?" I kissed both them ass cheeks and slid my fingers beneath her. I diddled her cunt until she was again humping my fingers. "Now that I know what you like, this nigger is gonna come back and really give your white cunt and ass a good fuckin." Gerri sighed as her crème oozed over my probing fingers. Then I heard her even breathing. She had fallen asleep. I washed up then let myself out of her cabin. But I would return later that night for more white rape. And I knew she would be ready for me when I did.



The Cruise, Final



Their third day on the cruise was not a good day for the lovers. Dennis and his wife went ashore to look at the souvenir shops and take an inland tour. Arlene and her family went ashore only briefly and returned to the ship. She, her husband and the kids spent much of the day together, playing at the pool and wandering around the ship. 

By dinner, all were back on board and the ship departed again for open water. Dennis and Arlene longed to be together, but knew not everyday would be easy. This day was hard for them. They had planned to be together as much as possible. They knew not every day would afford them the opportunity to be alone like they enjoyed on the first two days out. But they had also planned to have fun with the family and enjoy the cruise for what it was.  

After dinner, the day’s outdoor activity and the motion sickness pills took their toll on Dennis’ wife. By 8:00 she was ready for bed. 

“Honey, I’m beat. I have to go to bed now”, she told him. “Why don’t you go up to the Casino or something. You don’t have to stay cramped up in the room.”

“Alright, I think I saw some nickel slots. $5.00 should go a long way. Sleep tight.” 

He walked up to the upper deck, walked around the outside once, just to take in the fresh air and then went to the casino.  As he was just wandering around, a hand slid around his waist and he heard “Hey Sexy, wanna get lucky?”

He turned and Arlene was there beside him. “How…” was all he could say.  

“The kids are in bed”, she replied, “and hubby said he wants to read and get to bed early. So we have an hour or two.” 

“Let’s go to the Cabaret and talk for awhile.” 

So they walked to the Cabaret and found a table in the dark corner, ordered a drink and talked. Time flew as they recalled their meeting on-line, their cyber-sex stories and fantasies. They complimented each other on the fact they were able to plan a vacation that could bring them and their families to one place and that, so far, they had been together twice and it looked like no one was the wiser. The love that they had expressed for each other so often in their e-mails, proved to be real. They knew that circumstances would not allow them to separate from their spouses, families and careers, so this vacation might be the only time they would be together. For them, it was truly a once in a lifetime vacation.

The band said they were going to play a slow set. He stood and held out his hand, “May I have this dance?”

She got up and they moved a little way from the table. He held her in his arms and they swayed to the smoky beat. She had her arms around his neck and he held her by the waist. He pulled her close to him. Her breasts were pressing against him. He liked the feel of them there. She cupped the back of his head and brought his lips to hers. They kissed and then he moved his head to the side of hers and whispered into her ear “I love you.”

She held him tightly, and he could feel a jerking in her breathing. Pulled back, he saw the tears in her eyes. He brushed off the tears from her cheeks and asked “What’s wrong?”

“They’re not sad tears”, she said, “I never thought we would be together. And I never thought anyone could make me so happy.”

“Would you like to sit down?” he asked.

“No. Let’s keep dancing. Just hold me.”

So they moved together in what was as much a swaying hug as a slow dance. He felt her breasts against him. He remembered the look and feel of them as they made love the day before. His cock began to grow. 

She felt his member stiffening against her. She was pleased that he found her attractive. She worried her tears might have somehow scared him. But now she knew the depth of what she felt for him was being returned to her. 

They continued their swaying, their hugging and kissing, until the set was over. They returned to the table, but before they could sit down he said, “We had better get some rest ourselves.”

“Yes”, she said. “Tomorrow is the last full day out. My husband says when we visit the island tomorrow morning, we should go see it. The kids of course, will be with the activity group.”

“We’ll be going out on that tour as well. I’m sure we can all have fun with the group from the boat. What about the afternoon?”

“I’m sure my husband will want to rest up by the pool. He likes the scenery there.”

“Honey”, he said, looking into her eyes, “he has no idea what he is missing.”

They held each other in their arms and kissed again. Their tongues met and danced back and forth. Then they stepped back and he said “Until tomorrow.”

“Good night, my Lover”, she whispered into his ear.

They separated and went to their respective cabins.

The new day brought them more sunshine and they were already docked when they got up for breakfast.

Immediately after breakfast, several large parties from the boat went sightseeing on shore. There was a lot of walking and riding to see everything. On the final leg, back to the boat, everyone seemed to enjoy the bus seats much more than when they first got on.

Back on board, the ship pulled out and headed to the open sea again. Dennis told his wife, “I’m going to the exercise room and then to the pool. Care to come along?”

There was no surprise as she said she would be taking a nap. She said the sea air and the morning trip had taken all her energy. He changed into his swim trunks and threw on a t-shirt and headed out the door.

Arlene’s husband said he would like to swim and read be the pool. “I’m going to take a shower. Care to join me?” she asked, with a smile.

“You go ahead, besides, it’s too small for two.”

“Fine” she said, “but you be sure and use lots of sunscreen up there. When will you be back? Will I have time for a nap?”

“Sure”, he said quickly, “you shower and relax and take a nap. I’ll stay up there until dinner time, I want you to have a nice rest.”

She knew he would be scoping out the young babes by the pool, but she knew she wouldn’t be sleeping either. “I’m sure I’ll enjoy my time in bed today too” she said.

“I hope you do” he said as he left the cabin. 

She thought there might actually be time enough to take a shower before Dennis’ arrival and she stripped off her morning clothes and put on her bathrobe. She was setting out the hairbrush and blow-dryer when there was a knock on the door. 

She opened the door and Dennis stepped inside, pulled her to him and kissed her.

“I left my cabin, walked up to the pool and then here. I passed your husband as I was leaving the pool area. He looked like a man on a mission”

“He was. He has to check out all the sexy girls around the pool.”

“What about the sexy girl right here?” Dennis asked. 

“She’s too old and heavy for him.”

“She looks fine and sexy to me”, he said as he pulled open her sash and let the robe fall to the floor. 

“You too”, she said. And she lifted the t-shirt over his head and pulled his trunks down. As she got them past his cock, it began to arc up. 

“Looks like someone has a dirty mind”, she said with a smirk. 

“What can we do about that?” he asked as he stepped out of his trunks and pulled her toward him.

They kissed and he grew harder. This was not lost on her and she felt her pussy becoming moist. Her nipples, although pressed to his chest, were becoming hard.

She reached down and wrapped her hand around his member, and pulling him by it, walked to the bad saying, “Right this way. I know how just what you need.”

“I bet you do.” 

She backed on to the bed and he laid beside her. He cupped her left breast with his right hand and kissed her. Their mouths opened and their tongues met and began exploring each other’s mouth. 

He moved his mouth and kissed her lower lip, and then down her chin. He kissed her neck and kissed around to her right ear. He sucked and nibbled her earlobe. He felt her squirming as he did that. He kissed her neck, back to the front and then moved down her chest. He brought his left hand up and cupped her right breast. His right hand had already been playing with her left breast and was pulling on its nipple. 

Now he pushed them both up and to the middle. The nipples were about an inch apart, separated by the bulk of her breasts. He began sucking each of the nipples and then moving to the other nipple. She was moaning softly as he sucked them. She smiled and said “Ooohhhh” when he held her nipple in his teeth and pulled on it. 

“That feel so good.” she said. “I don’t how much longer I can wait. I want you in me.”

He continued his attack on her breasts. He was squeezing them and kissing and sucking her nipples. He let them separate and kissed the valley between them. He moved them up and kissed the tender underside of her breasts. She was in Heaven. 

He kissed her right breast again, and then moved up and laid his chest on it as he sucked her left breast. He moved his torso a bit and rolled her breast under him while he sucked on her left nipple. He slid his hand down her left side and rubbed the outside of her thigh, and brought his hand around to the inside and started rubbing up toward her crotch. 

She moved her legs apart, and allowed him full access to her. As his hand came up he could feel the moisture already on her hair and lips. He pressed his palm onto her hot mound. She moved her hips back and forth. 

He inserted a finger into her. She let out a sigh. He moved his finger in and out of her wet slit and then began kissing his way down, from her breast to her abdomen, to her crotch. He moved himself over her right leg to position himself squarely in front of her pussy. He knelt for a moment, to take in the view in front of him. She was lying there, her long dark hair spread out on the pillow. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling. Her breathing was in short quick breaths. Her chest, with her large soft breasts, moving up and down. His eyes moved down her abdomen to her triangle of long dark curly hair. He watched as his index finger moved in and out of her. He could see the juices on his finger. As he watched, on the next out-stroke, he added his middle finger and both slipped into her hot pussy. She moaned again and her hips were moving, trying to meet his fingers as they moved in her. 

The sight before him was so sensual, he was afraid he would cum without even touching his dick. This woman was sexy and horny and he could do anything at this point. 

He couldn’t stay looking any longer, he needed to taste this woman. He continued his stroking the inside of her pussy with his fingers and leaned down and placed his lips on the top of her slit. His aim was good and as he stuck his tongue out, it hit her clit. She moaned loudly and experienced her first orgasm of the day. 

He didn’t stop and continued his stroking and began licking and sucking her clit. Her orgasms were coming with increasing frequency. He added a third finger and then his fourth inside her. He pushed them in hard and held them there and began sucking her clit for all he was worth. He felt her pushing against his hand, hard, and then felt her juices flowing around his hand. He slowly removed his hand from her and went back to the kneeing position. He loved looking at a woman who had been satisfied. The view was always more pleasurable when he knew he had caused her satisfaction. 

He was licking her juices off his fingers when she opened her eyes. She smiled at him and held up her arms. He moved up and pressed his body on hers as the kissed. She could taste her own juices on his lips and tongue. Her longing for him had not lessened and she whispered “I want you inside me……. NOW.”

He moved his pelvis and the head of his dick was at her lips. With a single thrust he was inside her, right up to his balls.

They help this position, neither wanting this moment to pass too quickly. He could feel the inside of her pussy surrounding and caressing his cock. She felt a fullness within her pussy. He kissed her and she held his head down onto hers. His pelvis moved and he began stroking the inside of her pussy with his dick. Her tongue darted into his mouth. He reached beside her and slid his hands under her shoulders. He pulled his arms under her and they held each other tightly as their pelvises continued pounding each other with increasing fury. He was kissing her face, all over. 

They continued their kissing as he moved his dick in and out of her like a piston. She was grunting and moving her pelvis to meet his every stroke. He felt the end coming to him and bringing his arms out from behind her, he reached up and grabbed her breasts and began squeezing them. He pinched and rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Her head was going from side to side as he pressed on her breasts and moved his dick into her as far as he could. He held it there and felt the release from his balls as his sperm pumped out of him. The pressure on her breasts moved to her pussy where she felt him tensing inside her and she was overcome by an orgasm like she had never felt before. 

He relaxed his body and eased up his grip on her breasts. He moved his hands to her sides and propped himself up with his stiff arms. He looked down at her. He felt the sweat rolling down the sides of his head. He saw the glistening of her forehead. 


“I love you”, he said as he lowered his face to hers in a gentle loving kiss.

He moved to her side and they rolled to face each other. He moved her hair back behind her ear. They kissed again and again. 

They paused for a few minutes, enjoying the closeness and afterglow of their lovemaking. She stirred first, kissing his shoulder. Then she moved to his left nipple and kissed it. He rubbed her head as she did this. She began kissing more of his chest and then she moved down his stomach and her left hand held his manhood. She moved to it and put her mouth around it. She could again taste her own juices as well as his. He sighed as she began sucking on him. 

He was surprised and happy when, as she continued to suck him, his cock came back to life. Her lips were soft and her mouth talented. Soon she was sucking down the full length of his now erect dick. 

He grasp her head, gently as first, stroking her hair. Then, as her bobbing up and down on him was reaching its desired effect, he held her head a little tighter and began fucking her face. She was enjoying the moment, as she loved giving head to a man.


She knew he was rock hard and ready for what she wanted next. She pushed off him with her arms. 

“What the heck?” he protested.

“There’s something more I want you to do”, she whispered, and smiled. 

She then moved back to the center of the bed and got on all fours. 

“Enter me from behind”, she said. 

He didn’t need a second invitation. He was up on his knees and in one smooth movement he was behind her. She was moist and ready for him. He moved the head of his dick to her pussy and began moving it up and down her slit. He found her to be quite moist, as his rubbing was to tease her, he found the head slipping in and out of her lips. She leaned slightly forward and he moved with her. When she felt the head at her opening, she moved her hips back and engulfed his head. He was through teasing when he felt the moist confines of her pussy. He moved slightly back and pushed himself further into her. Together, on the next stroke, she moved slightly forward, he moved slightly back, and they then moved together, she taking him to the hilt. He felt her butt on the sides and top of his dick and he felt his balls slapping against her pubic hairs. He held it there as she pushed hard against him. He rubbed her thighs with his hands and then squeezed her butt cheeks. He loved the feel of her butt in his hands. She moved back and forth on his shaft, creating her own feelings of pleasure.

When he started to moan, she leaned forward and reaching around with her right hand, grabbed his dick. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“I have a special treat for you, my love.” 

With that, she guided his pole to her anus and positioned him at the entrance. She exhaled and relaxed. “Push slowly”, she said, and his head slipped into her.

He held there, allowing her to adjust to his size, and then moved in a little more. Pulling out slightly and then in, he worked his way into her rectum. He found her tightness there exquisite. The sensation was indescribable to him. This woman had truly given him her all. 

He began moving in and out of here with greater ease. She had curled the pillows under her head and was down on her elbows allowing him to enter her as deeply as possible. She reached around and rubbed her clit and immediately came. She let her hand drop for a moment while she enjoyed the wonderful sensations he was giving her. 

She rubbed herself again and with only a little more effort, she came a second time. 

He could feel a difference in her movements and muscles as she orgasmed. She continued to rub her clit as he rammed her ass again and again. Their pleasure was mounting and they knew they would soon be over the top. He grabbed her pelvic bones and began driving himself harder and faster and deeper into her. Her orgasms were now coming non-stop.

He was driving into her and then he pulled her hips into him and reached up and grabbed her hanging breasts and squeezed them. He felt himself shooting into her rectum. As he grabbed her breasts, she felt the urgency within him and she pushed back to force him as deeply into her as possible. She could feel him squirting into her. Her orgasm was so intense at this point that she momentarily blacked out. She came to and he was still shooting into her. She slowly lowered her hips to the bed and enjoyed his final thrusting into her as her clit rubbed on the bed. Their movements slowed and he came to rest on her back. Stroking her hair and shoulders, he lay on her, still inside her.

Suddenly aware that he had let his weight onto her, he moved and his limp dick came out of her hole, followed by a steam of juices. He moved beside her and onto his back.

She then bent slightly and put her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beating rapidly. He was still breathing hard. She looked at his face and he lifted it up slightly to look in her eyes. He stroked her hair and they remained looking at each other for several minutes. 

Nothing more was said. They knew the ship would be making it back to port tomorrow and they were be returning to their own worlds. They savored the time they were spending together. 

Finally, realizing the lateness of the day, they began to stir. Her real world needed to start soon, by picking up her children. They got up from the bad and held each other tightly. 

“Today, we sealed our love”, he said. “We may go our separate ways and live our separate lives, but today and on this cruise, we know we will always have each other.”

She held him and looked into his eyes. “I love you, Dennis, today, yesterday, tomorrow, always. I know we can’t have each other, but my love and my heart will be yours forever.”

She put on her bathrobe, ready to take a shower. He put on his swim trunks and t-shirt to head for the pool. At the door they kissed again. He left. 

Their correspondence continued as did their love. Two years later, they planned a trip to Las Vegas.  



The Cruise: Jami



Jamie had been looking forward to the cruise for months. Last year had been horrible, starting with her getting sick and hospitalized for two weeks, then later in the year having her fiancé, Rob, stabbed to death by a hopped-up meth addict as she watched. Her parents gave her the cruise for her birthday, telling her she needed to get away for a while. Two weeks in the warm Caribbean should get her mind off her troubles and the cold weather at home.

She is going with her best friend Brandy. Jamie is 23, 5'6" and slender with short blonde hair and blue eyes. She has a firm ass and nicely sized breasts. Brandy is also 23, and she is what you would have to call "a little cutie." Barely 5 feet tall, about 95 pounds, small breasts and a round firm ass that she loves to show off in tight pants and short miniskirts. Long brown hair and big green eyes complete the package.

The two of them have been friends since junior high school, or "since before they had boobs" as Jamie puts it. The two girls share everything with each other, including the details of their sex lives with the various boy friends they have had. Jamie hasn't dated anyone since Rob was killed, and Brandy has just dumped her latest boy friend because he was always too busy partying with his friends to see her.

The two of them have looked forward to the cruise, shopping for the tiniest bikinis and sexiest dancing dresses. The cruise is being advertised as a "twenty-something" special, so the girls are each hoping to find someone to at least play with on board. They have brought several bottles of booze with them, and plan on buying more when they land in port.

The big day finally arrived, and they boarded the ship. The steward who showed them to their cabin was very cute, with a tight butt. Walking behind him in the hallway, Jamie pantomimed reaching out and grabbing it, and both girls cracked up. The steward, of course, had no clue why they were laughing so much.

As they were stowing their clothes in the small cabin, Jamie said, "Well, Brandy, what should be our plan for today?"

"I say we get our suits on and head up on deck. I want to get going on my suntan, plus check out the hotties!"

"Sounds like a plan to me..."

They changed into their bikinis. The two of them had seen each other nude lots of times, so there was no modesty between them. Brandy was wearing a tiny string bikini, it looked like three little triangles of white fabric with strings holding them on. A string between Brandy's ass cheeks displayed them completely. Jamie kept her pubic hair trimmed to a small patch, but she was surprised to see that her friend was completely shaved "down there". 

Jamie wolf whistled at Brandy. "God, girl, you are showing it all off. You really must want to find a guy!"

"You know I do... I've been so horny since I broke up with Tim, if I don't get laid on this trip I think I'm gonna die!"

It's been months since Jamie has been with a guy. She and Rob had a very satisfying sex life, and she misses having his big cock deep inside her. She masturbates regularly, but it just isn't the same.

"I know exactly what you mean, girl... It's been wayyyyy too long for me, too, even longer than you, I'm guessing."

"What are we waiting for, then? The guys aren't going to come knocking on our door!"

Jamie's bikini is a little more conservative than Brandy's but not much. Her larger breasts are mostly exposed, but the bottom covers most of her ass. Her hard nipples are visible through the top, and the red color looks sexy against her tan skin. Both Jamie and Brandy have been going to the tanning booth for weeks to get ready for the cruise, the last thing they need is to get "fried" the first day and have to spend the whole time covered up against the sun. Both girls are tan already as they put on cover-ups and headed up to the sun deck.

When they arrived on deck, they found two lounges next to each other. There were cute guys and girls all around them, basking in the warm sun and obviously checking each other out. Brandy stretched out then asked Jamie if she would put some lotion on her back.

"Put it on yourself, do you want all these guys to think we are lesbians or something?" was Jamie's answer. She saw Brandy's face and knew she had said the wrong thing. The two of them had always been very close, but had never done anything beyond kissing one night at a party in high school when they had both been really drunk. The rumors had followed that they were gay, but as they each went through one guy after another, those rumors died down. Jamie had never done anything with another girl besides Brandy, but she knew that her best friend was bisexual and had been with several girls.

"I'm sorry, Brandy, you know I didn't mean that..." Jamie said, "Let me oil you up."

"That's my girl..." purred Brandy. She reached back and untied her top so that Jamie could put lotion on her entire bare back. As Jamie's fingers moved across Brandy's soft skin, rubbing the slippery lotion in, Brandy could feel herself getting a little aroused. She loves the feeling of a woman's soft hands on her body.

"Mmmmmmm... that feels nice, Jamie" she cooed. 

Jamie was enjoying the feeling, too. She had never thought of herself as attracted to women, but feeling of Brandy's soft skin under her hands was getting her turned on, there was no other way to describe it. Her hands moved down the shorter girl's body, rubbing the lotion into her back, then down her legs, leaving Brandy's tight ass for last.

Jamie reached for the lotion and squirted some onto Brandy's crack. Her hands moved all over Brandy's ass cheeks, rubbing in the lotion. Brandy cooed and settled into the lounge, opening her legs a little. Jamie took that as an invitation to oil the inside of Brandy's thighs, and was getting very turned on by how soft her skin felt. She could see a wet spot between Brandy's legs, and smell Brandy's pussy, and knew that Brandy was getting turned on by Jamie's hands, too. When she was done, Jamie lay back on her lounge and started rubbing lotion on her chest and stomach and the front of her legs.

"Why did you stop? That felt sooooo nice." Brandy said.

"Well, I was done, and I didn't want you screaming and thrashing all over the place in full view of everyone." Jamie teased. She knew that Brandy tended to get loud when she got turned on, the two of them had been with their boy friends in cars at the same time on more than one occasion.

"You tease, Jamie! I guess I'm just going to have to get you back later..."

Soon two cute guys came up and started talking to them. The bulges in their swim trunks said they liked the view, especially of Brandy. She was laying on her stomach, her top still untied, arching her back up. The string had disappeared into her ass crack, and her breasts were almost bare. Brandy and Jeff seemed to hit it off, but the other guy seemed like a jerk to Jamie. After a while, she tuned the other three out and dozed. Soon, she felt her arm being pulled and heard Brandy's voice.

"Wake up, sleeping beauty... We are going to go have cocktails, do you want to join us?"

"Nahhh, I think I will hang here a while longer then head back to the room and clean up for dinner. But you go, have fun!"

Brandy laughed and said, "I plan to! See you back at the room in a while."

The three of them headed off, Brandy had each guy by one arm. Jamie knew that her friend was looking for action, but she didn't think that she would have found two guys (two!) that fast.

Jamie sat in the sun a little while longer, but she couldn't get the thought of how good Brandy's body felt as she put the lotion on her. She felt herself getting wet, surprised at how strong the feelings were. After a while, she stood and headed back to their room.

She stripped off her bikini and stepped into the shower. As Jamie soaped herself, she started imagining it was Brandy's hands. Cupping her breasts, tweaking the nipples, getting them hard between her fingers. Lifting a breast to her own mouth, taking the nipple between her lips and sucking. Her other hand moved between her thighs, feeling how wet she was. Her finger slid across her clit, and down along her slit.

"Yesssss, Brandy, yesssss... Love how you touch me!" Jamie was moaning softly, imagining her friend's hands teasing her, arousing her. Jamie's finger slid inside her wet pussy, and she moaned again. She began a steady in and out motion, rubbing her clit then sliding her finger back inside. Jamie opened her legs wide and slipped a second finger into her pussy. Jamming them in and out, fucking herself vigorously, moaning and sucking her nipple.

She had this picture in her mind of Brandy kneeling between her thighs, licking Jamie's clit and finger fucking her. Jamie's hips arched forward against her fingers, then Jamie's body stiffened.

"Ohhhhhhhh..." she moaned louder, then "Yes, Brandy, yesssss" as she felt her pussy convulsing around her fingers. Her knees were wobbly, and she kept stroking herself until she felt the spasms subside. The little bathroom was filled with steam, and as Jamie came down from her orgasm she heard noises outside in the room.

She wrapped herself in a towel and looked out. Brandy was sitting on the bed, nude, with a big smile on her face. She was flushed, and her nipples were erect.

"Well, well... Looks like someone got laid already!" teased Jamie.

"Two someones, if you ask me. Or was that you making all that noise by yourself in the shower?" Brandy shot back.

Jamie turned bright red, she never imagined that Brandy had heard her.

"It's okay, Jamie. If you would rather masturbate than find a real cock to fuck, that's your right."

"Well, thanks, baby, I appreciate that. I just don't know if I am ready to be with a guy or not."

"So who's Andy? It sounded like you were having a hot time there all by yourself." Brandy smiled.

"Uhhhhh, just a guy I met a long time ago. We kissed and fooled around a little but never went all the way." Jamie was not ready to tell her friend that she had been fantasizing about her. Not yet, anyway...

"Well, I have to say that Jeff has a VERY nice cock, and he knows how to use it. Joe Bobette says 'check it out'!"

"You are so bad, Brandy... But tell me you didn't fuck him already!"

"Well, only just a little... He ate me so good, made me cum at least three times, I had to let him fuck me!"

Brandy smiled at Jamie. "Well, babe, we need to get ready for dinner. Did you leave me any hot water?"

After Brandy was done in the shower, they got dressed and headed out. Jamie was wearing a little black dress that fit her snugly. Her body was well displayed and she had on heels that made her tower over Brandy. The shorter girl was in a gown that looked painted on. Her nipples were visible through the fabric, and anyone who looked could tell that if she had any panties on at all (which she didn't) it could only be a thong. The dress was tight, showing her firm ass and shapely legs.

They had an elegant dinner, but it seemed as if most of their table partners were already coupled up. There was one single guy, Dave, and one single girl, Kris. Dave was tall and obviously muscular, very good looking. Kris was very pretty, long curly brown hair, and what looked to Jamie like a slender body. Brandy and Dave were sitting next to each other, and Kris was seated next to Jamie. In no time at all, Brandy and Dave were talking like best friends. 

Jamie turned to Kris, "We're gonna be sharing a table for two weeks, shall we get to know each other?"

"Sure, I'd like that." said Kris, "I already wonder why I came on this cruise by myself. It seems like most of the people on this ship are here to fuck like bunnies for the whole two weeks." She shot a glance at Brandy and Dave, who were practically drooling over each other, giving each other little touches, strokes. Looking at Brandy, Jamie could tell that she was turned on and she guessed that Dave would be her second guy on this trip, and they were less than one day into it!

"I know what you mean, some people can't seem to control their hormones!" Jamie laughed.

"Yeah, but there are times when I wish I could be a little more like that. Some times I wait too long, and nothing ever happens..." said Kris.

"Oh, yeah, I'm kinda the same way, but then again we don't have to ever worry about remembering the names of all they guys we've slept with!"

Kris laughed and said, "Totally... I know I can remember all of mine!" 

As they chatted, Jamie and Kris got along very well. They liked a lot of the same music, they both loved to play tennis, they were both in college for Business degrees. Jamie learned that Kris had just broken up with her boy friend (after they had paid for the cruise) and she couldn't find anyone to come along on such short notice. 

After dinner was over, Jamie asked Kris if she was going to go dancing. "I hadn't planned on it, but sure! I think it could be fun."

They stood and said goodbye to the group. Kris was about the same height as Jamie, but wearing flat shoes, so Jamie towered over her in her heels. Dave and Brandy barely noticed them leaving, they were staring deep into each other's eyes.

As Jamie and Kris walked to the ballroom, Jamie said, "I can guess what Brandy will be doing tonight. I only hope that when I go back to the room that her bracelet isn't around the door knob, that's our sign that we have someone in the room and don't want to be disturbed..."

Kris laughed and said, "You must know her pretty well. Is she always like this?"

"Pretty much, but she said she was especially horny because she broke up with her boy friend and she hasn't had anyone to take care of her for a while."

"I can relate to that. My asshole ex cheated on me so I dumped him about a month ago, and I haven't found anyone to take his place yet."

"Well, I'm sure you will find someone soon, Kris. You are a really nice girl, not to mention very sexy."

"Well, thanks, Jamie. Although it sounds a little strange, being called 'sexy' by a girl. But I think I like it. And you are sexy, too!"

"Thanks, Kris! I've got an idea, shall we be each other's date? That way we don't have to worry about all the guys pressuring us to have sex with them."

"Sure, I'll be your date, I would like that!" and with that, Kris leaned over and kissed Jamie on the cheek.

"But don't think you are going to get any more than a kiss good night, I'm not that kind of girl!" Jamie said with a laugh.

"Damn, maybe I'll just have to get you drunk and take advantage of you, then!" laughed Kris. The two girls were laughing loudly, walking into the ballroom with their arms around each other. 

They found a table and ordered drinks. The two of them were soon deluged with guys asking them to dance. They danced some, sat some out, always returning to their table to compare notes. Kris was mad at the last guy she had danced with, it was a slow song and he had grabbed her ass and pulled her close to him, up against his obvious erection. Jamie had the same thing happen, so the two girls sat out a few songs.

"I need some air, you wanna go outside for a few?" asked Jamie.

"Yeah, it's stuffy in here plus I am still a little ticked off at that last guy."

They took their drinks and walked out on deck. They climbed a set of stairs and found that the sundeck was deserted, so they sat on a lounge next to each other. Kris slid close to Jamie and put her head on Jamie's shoulder.

"I'm glad we met, this cruise could be so depressing without a friend."

"Me, too, Kris. Unlike Brandy, I am not going to fuck every guy I meet on this ship. I need to know a guy before I can do that..."

"Me, too... But it seems like we are a little different from most of the women on this cruise."

Jamie was struck by Kris' words. She was suddenly aware that Kris was very close to her, aware that her perfume smelled nice, aware that Kris' soft body was next to hers and VERY aware that she had fantasized about being with a woman only this afternoon. Jamie's hand started to stroke Kris' soft shoulders.

Kris turned her head to Jamie's, and whispered, "Jamie, this feels so nice, being here with you..."

Jamie leaned forward and her lips brushed Kris's. Kris moaned softly and slipped her arm around Jamie's neck, turning Jamie's face to hers. Their lips met again, and Jamie opened her mouth slightly. She felt Kris's tongue sliding forward, and her own tongue moving out to meet it. The two girls kissed passionately, tongues dancing together. They were moaning, and Jamie pulled Kris closer to her.

Kris looked at Jamie, and smiled. She then leaned back in and kissed her again. Jamie's hand was on Kris' waist, then she slid it up her side so that she was cupping the other girl's breast. Kris moaned and arched her back, pressing herself into Jamie's hand. 

"God, Jamie, this is incredible... I've never kissed a girl before, but I have wondered about it for a long time. It's even better than I thought it would be!"

"I've only kissed one other girl, and that was Brandy, a lonnnnng time ago. We were still in high school, and really drunk. I have always wondered what it would have been like if we had gone further..."

"Well, then... I don't want to stop now, shall we go back to my cabin?" Kris asked, "I don't really want to stay up here where someone might find us."

"Sure, I would like that!"

The two girls stood, and walked toward Kris' cabin hand in hand. Jamie took her shoes off so they were the same height. Kris put her head on Jamie's shoulder as they walked. When they got on the elevator, Kris pushed Jamie's hair out of the way and started whispering nasty things into it and running her tongue around the inside. There were several other people on the elevator, but only one woman noticed when Jamie slid her hand down and cupped Kris' ass. She smiled at Jamie and ran her tongue around her lips, and mouthed "Nice!" Jamie couldn't help but smile at the woman.

As it turned out, Kris's cabin was on the same deck as Jamie's. They walked down the hall, past Jamie's. Sure enough, there was a bracelet on the door knob. Jamie pointed at it, and both girls started laughing.

They got to Kris' cabin, and as she opened the door she said, "Almost makes me wish I was sharing, so I could leave a bracelet on it. None of my friends would believe this..."

"Mine, either... They all think I am going to become a nun or something after Rob died."

Kris stepped through the door and turned back to look at Jamie. She crooked her finger, beckoning her inside. Jamie smiled and stepped in, reaching for Kris as she did. Kris slipped her arms around Jamie's neck and pressed her body close to Jamie's.

Kris smiled and said, "Now, where were we? OH, yes, now I remember..." as she leaned in to kiss Jamie. Their mouths met and their tongues were soon swirling together wildly. Jamie had one hand cupping Kris' ass and the other was teasing a breast. Kris did not have a bra on under her dress, so Jamie could feel the erect nipple as she pinched and twisted it through the fabric.

Kris was moaning and arching her hips into Jamie. This kiss was totally erotic, Jamie could feel her panties getting wet. Kris slid her hand down to Jamie's breast, and when she pinched Jamie's hard nipple, Jamie moaned.

Kris broke the kiss and asked, "You sure you want to keep going? If we don't stop now, I don't think I will want to stop."

Jamie's response was to moan softly then lean forward and kiss the other girl again.

Kris led them to the small bed, and pressed her body into Jamie's so they fell back onto it. Kris climbed on top of Jamie, and straddled her thigh. Jamie could feel that Kris' panties were soaking wet, and pressed her thigh upward into Kris' mound.

Jamie's hands started exploring Kris, sliding her dress up, stroking her thighs, then her hips, her ass, her smooth back. Kris broke the kiss long enough to put her arms over her head, and Jamie slid her dress off. Kris was lying on top of Jamie, wearing only a very wet thong.




The Cruise: Jami



Kris then reached to the hem of Jamie's dress and lifted it up. Jamie arched her hips, and then lifted her shoulders so Kris could remove her dress. Jamie was lying beneath Kris, also wearing only a very wet thong. Jamie's head was spinning, from the amazingly erotic feeling of having a nearly nude woman lying next to her, kissing her and touching her, teasing her with her soft hands.

Jamie slipped her arms back around Kris, and Kris lowered her head. They started kissing again, and their hands explored each other's bare skin. Kris was grinding herself against Jamie's thigh, and Jamie was thrusting upward against Kris' thigh pressed against her own mound. 

Jamie's hand reached to Kris butt, and the feeling of how soft, was incredible. She began to squeeze and stroke it, and Kris moaned into Jamie's mouth to show her arousal. Jamie's hand slipped down inside Kris' thong, and she was amazed at how wet the other girl was. "Did I do that to another girl?" Jamie thought.

As Jamie slid her fingers along the crack of Kris' ass, Kris moaned louder and opened her legs. Jamie felt Kris rubbing herself against her fingers and ran a fingertip down Kris slit, outside her soaked panties. When Jamie slid a finger inside, Kris broke the kiss long enough to moan into Jamie's ear, "Yessss.... Touch me, Jamie, I need to feel your touch..."

Jamie slid her finger downward, loving her first feel of another girl's pussy. She has touched her own pussy (many, many times!) but this was completely different. Kris was sopping wet, her juices were running down her thigh. When Jamie's finger brushed Kris' clit, she moaned, "Ohhhhhhh... God yes, so good, baby..."

Jamie ran her finger up and down Jamie's slit, getting the tip wet. She pressed it forward, and Kris gasped at the feeling. Jamie slid her finger in and out, going deeper each time. Kris was grinding her hips into Jamie's thigh, pressing back against the finger. After Jamie's finger was completely inside Kris, she started pumping it in and out. Long, slow strokes, remembering what she liked done to her.

Jamie reached her other hand and took Kris' small breast, cupping the entire breast then taking the nipple and pinching it between two fingers. Pulling, pinching, twisting, her erect nipple. Sliding her finger in and out, fucking Kris as she teased her nipple. Kris was moaning and moving all over the bed, then she grabbed Jamie's hair and kissed her deeply. "Oh, God, Jamie, fuck fuck fuck fuck..."

Jamie could feel Kris's pussy spasming around the finger. Jamie kept sliding the finger in and out, until Kris collapsed on top of her. "No more, baby, please stop for now..."

Jamie gently removed her hand and brought it to her face. She offered her finger to Kris, who licked it then put it in Jamie's mouth. Jamie had tasted herself when she masturbated, but this was so much different. So hot, so nasty, so SEXY!!!

Kris kissed Jamie tenderly, then said "Let me catch my breath a second, baby, that was fucking incredible!"

Jamie said, "No rush, we have all night..." and kissed her back. The two girls lay there, kissing and caressing each other for a while. Then Jamie could feel Kris getting more aggressive, darting her tongue deeper and harder, her hands starting to explore Jamie's body, cupping a breast, pinching a nipple, stroking her stomach.

Kris broke the kiss then started to lick her way down Jamie's chest. Running her tongue in the valley between Jamie's breasts, sucking on the nipple. Jamie put her hand on Kris' head, lay her head back and moaned, "Ohhhhh... Please, Kris, I need this... Make love to me..."

Kris looked up at Jamie and smiled. "You know I will, baby, I need this, too!" She darted her tongue out and flicked it across Jamie's hard nipple. Jamie moaned and stroked Kris' hair.

Kris licked her way down Jamie's stomach, kissing and nibbling gently. Jamie had her legs spread wide, and Kris could see a huge wet spot on Jamie's panties, they were soaked and almost see through. Kris slid a finger underneath, and lifted. "Raise up for me, baby, let me get you out of these wet things..."

Jamie giggled and raised her hips. Kris slid the panties off and dropped them on the floor. Then she lowered her head and began to kiss Jamie's stomach, darting her tongue in and out of Jamie's navel then moving lower. Jamie's hand was on Kris's head, pushing it gently down to where they both needed it.

Kris ran a fingertip along Jamie's pussy lips, then teased her clit with it. Jamie moaned, and Kris could clearly see how aroused the blonde girl was, her pussy lips were red and swollen and her juices were visibly leaking out.

Kris looked up at Jamie and asked, "Are you still sure? Do you really want me to do this?"

Jamie smiled down at Kris and said, "Want you to? No, baby, I don't want you to... I NEED you to do this, need you to lick me, taste me, love me..."

"Mmmmmmmmmm..." was Jamie's response, and she lowered her head to Jamie's pussy. As Kris ran her tongue along Jamie's slit, Jamie's hips rose up to meet her. Kris slid her tongue deep into Jamie, and both of them moaned. Kris reached down and spread Jamie's lips with her fingers, exposing Jamie's clit. It stood up proud and firm, swollen and red, showing Kris just how turned on she had made Jamie.

"Ohhhhhhhh, baby, yes, baby, yessssssss..." Jamie moaned as Kris flicked her tongue back and forth on her clit. Jamie's hand was clutching Kris' hair, pulling her face tight into her pussy. Jamie's hips were moving by themselves, up and back, meeting the thrusts of Kris' tongue. Kris was fucking Jamie with her tongue, and Jamie was loving the feeling. She knew that she would have to try this again, with many other women. So much better than men, so soft, so tender, so unhurried...

Kris slid her finger into Jamie, then a second one. Sliding them in and out, sucking on Jamie's clit. Looking up, watching Jamie's face as she fucked her, getting more turned on by having a pretty face looking down at her. Jamie was panting and moaning, "Yes, Kris, Oh God, Kris, fuck me, Kris, yes baby, yes, so good Kris, love how you fuck me Kris..."

Kris was getting into the way Jamie was talking to her, and slipped one hand down between her own thighs. Her own pussy was dripping, and her finger slid all the way inside in one motion. Kris began to finger herself, sliding in and out and teasing her own clit. Kris began moaning in rhythm with Jamie, and sucking Jamie's clit harder. She could feel the other girl approaching orgasm and wanted to join her, to cum together...

Jamie's free hand was on her own breast, she had her fingers fanned out and was rubbing them across her erect nipple. As Kris sucked and nibbled on her clit, Jamie could feel herself getting close, then she exploded. She could feel Kris' fingers inside her pussy as it spasmed, coating the other girl's hand and face with her juices. She could hear Kris cumming at the same time, moaning and moving around the small bed.

As Jamie came back down to earth, she turned Kris's face toward hers. Both girls were sweaty, red faced and out of breath. They smiled at each other, then Jamie pulled gently on Kris' hair, telling her she wanted to kiss again. Kris licked her way up Jamie's sweaty body, stopped to suck her nipple, then they kissed. Jamie could taste her own juices on Kris' lips, face and tongue; it was very erotic.

"God, Kris, that was incredible. I can't believe how hot that was, I never really thought about being with a girl until recently. But WOW!"

"Me, too, baby, I've actually been curious for a long time but I've never had the nerve to do anything about it. I live in a pretty small town and most of my friends would freak if I brought up the idea of making it with a girl."

"I know, I can remember two girls in high school who were into each other. Everyone called them freaks and lezzies and wouldn't have much to do with them. But now, I think they were the smart ones..." Jamie wrapped her arms around Kris and stroked her skin, "The feelings, the smells, just how fucking SEXY everything is... I want more!!!"

Kris smiled and said, "We've got two weeks, baby, then who knows? We don't live THAT far apart!"

Jamie smiled and kissed Kris tenderly. "I know, and I wonder what Brandy will think about this?"

"From what I could tell, she would be happy if only that you wouldn't be pissed about her being in your guys' cabin all the time."

"She's really a great friend, and I can put up with her being slutty on this cruise. I mean, she's really NOT like that at home, and who are we to judge? We're not like THIS at home.." Jamie stuck her tongue out and licked all round Jamie's mouth. Jamie moaned softly and they began to kiss again.

After a few minutes, Jamie broke the kiss and said, "I really should get back. Brandy is probably worried about where I am, I don't usually stay out late like this at home."

"If you must go, then go. But promise me you will dream of me. And I hope that we can spend more time together on this cruise. Being with you has made me feel alive, Jamie, and I love that feeling..."

"Oh, me too, and I PROMISE that we will be spending a lot of time together. Sorry, boys, but two hotties are off the market for the rest of this cruise!"

Kris laughed and kissed Jamie. "I love your sense of humor, so crazy!"

Jamie untangled herself, then stood up on wobbly legs. "Is it okay if I at least wash my face? Otherwise I walk back into our cabin smelling like sex. Not that I don't like how you smell, but Brandy probably wouldn't understand..."

"Of course."

Jamie washed herself off, then put her dress back on. She crumpled her panties into a ball in her hand, they were sopping wet and it was only a short walk down the hall to her cabin. When she got there, she was mildly pissed that the bracelet was still there.

"Fuck it," she thought, "I need to get some sleep!"

She slid her key into the lock and tried to open the door quietly. When she stepped inside, she could hear pants and moans. As her eyes got used to the darkness, she could see Brandy was lying on her back, and Dave (or some guy, anyway!) was kneeling between her thighs, fucking her hard and fast. Brandy had her legs wrapped around the guy's waist, and he was thrusting in and out.

Brandy was moaning, "Oh god, fuck me, Jim, fuck me, give me that big beautiful cock..."

Jamie couldn't stand it. She grabbed some clothes and left. She knocked on Kris's door, and explained what happened. Kris brought her inside, and they stretched out on the bed together. Kris put her arms around Jamie, and began to stroke her arms and back.

"It's okay, baby, you can stay here... I have plenty of room, and if you would rather stay with me, it's okay. Leave that slut Brandy to fuck all the guys she wants. We have each other, and it's beautiful..."

They fell asleep that way, and the next morning Jamie called her cabin. Brandy answered, but her breathing was a little erratic.

"What happened, Jamez, where did you go last night?"

"It's okay, Brandy, I stayed with Kris from our table. I went back to the room about 2 o'clock but you were too busy fucking to even notice I was there. What was that, guy number three or four?"

"Oh God, I'm sorry, Jamie! I left the bracelet on the door..."

"Yeah, but where was I supposed to go? The dance club had shut down, I had nowhere to go..."

Just then Brandy moaned loudly. "Oh, God, yes, lick me, Jim, suck me..."

Jamie said, "So he's still there? When can I come get the rest of my stuff? Kris has offered to let me stay with her for the rest of the cruise, that way you can be just as slutty as you want and I don't have to know about it."

"Cool, give us maybe an hour... Ohhhhhh, yessssss!!!"

Jamie hung up the phone and turned to Kris. "Well, we've got an hour. Any ideas on something to do?"

Kris smiled and said, "Let's go take a shower... I want to scrub your back!"

Jamie and Kris walked into the bathroom, and Jamie knew she was going to have an unforgettable cruise, and that her life would be changed forever. She would always have girl friends from this point forward, and she didn't care what her friends or family thought...



The Cruise Of Delight



It was a typical sunny summer day, I decided to get the motorcycle out and go for a cruise.

I got prepared to head out, in which direction I had no clue. This chick was ready for the open road.

I headed down the highway towards an unknown destination. My mind wondering as it often does when I am cruising the open roads, the freedom from it all, the wind hitting against my face as I dodge the bugs that are about to slam into me. They sometimes sting a little but that is the price you pay for the freedom of open highways and unknown paths.

As I head down the highway I pass a few other motorcyclist, waving as they cruise on bye.

I come across some people in cars that really don't care if your riding a motorcycle or not and decide to pull out in front of you, I think sometimes just to scare the living daylights out of you. If they would only realize they could really kill you or them along with any passengers they have.

I have passed a few bad accidents already due to the unthinking, uncaring car drivers.

Motorcyclist have families too. Sorry I had to put that in just to get a point across.

I am just cruising along, I come to a stop light. As I am sitting waiting for it to turn green, men are along the side of the road. Not the typical man you see behind the counter of your typical McDonald's unless they have nice firm hard bodies from flipping those hamburgers.

I was just sitting there watching this firm hard body bending over the man hole his biceps glitzing with sweat his shirt soaked reveling his rippled stomach and hard chest a slight tear just below his nipple, wondering if I pulled on the tare how hard it would be to rip that shirt off his hard tan body. Allowing me to run my hands over his hard erect nipples down his rippled stomach around to the hard buttocks of which fill out those Levi's quite well.

I decided to sit there for a few minutes watching, lifing up my visor and pulling my sunglasses down my nose hoping to get a better view. Licking my lips, watching this mans bulging member as he stands there in those tight jeans shaping his legs all the way down to his work boots. I notice how hot and sweaty he has made me as I sat there day dreaming about what I could do to this man.

I wanted to take him to a secluded place and just have my way with him. Ripping the shirt from his body allowing my hands to run free over his hard chest kissing him deep letting my tongue run down his chin over his neck down his chest onto his rippled stomach just till I reach the belt line teasing him with my hot moist tongue. My hands going wild down his back pulling him close as I grab his tight buttocks firmly in each hand, I then run my hands along the sides of his tight harden legs feeling each muscles tense as I tease him with my tongue. I tug softly with my teeth at the button on his jeans it fly's open reveling more of his harden stomach at I slowing work my hands across his abdomen, working his zipper down to reveal his harden man hood.

I hear slight groans from him as I take his pants slowly down letting them drop to the ground. I reach inside his bvd's feeling his harden cock bulging throbbing within my hand. I start to run my other hand across his harden stomach gripping slightly with my fingers feeling him tense. I allow the bvd's to fall reveling his hard cock. I run my hands down his sides over his thighs licking up and down nibbling here and there with each lick I get closer to his hard cock. I take his jewels deep within my hot mouth and slightly suck running my tongue lose over them. Feeling a pulsing cock above. Hearing groans of enjoyment with each lick and suck. 

I decide to take his man hood deep with in my hot moist mouth. I have my hands tight on his hard ass as I thrust him deep within my very being. I go wild on his hard cock moving it in and out sucking hard as my hands go wild up and down his back thrusting him into me deeper with each thrust I feel his pulsing cock go deeper as I allow my tongue to go wild my mouth wrapping around his cock tight moving in and out with motions of twisting and turning allowing me to just stop short his now rock hard head. I taste the precum as he is thrusting longing to explode. I work on his harden cock ready to taste his load just as he is ready to explode I hear deep moans I come back to reality and realize it's the people behind me are blowing their horns the light has turn red. Damn, I say to myself as I feel a great wetness between my own legs. 

I kick the bike into gear and notice that the fellow workers had seen me checking out this hard bodied man. I wonder if they could tell what I was thinking for I am sure my grip was getting tight on my handle bars. 

As I rode on I knew I just had to get home for I needed to relieve myself in the worse way. Dang, if only I had the touch of a man it would all be ok. But you know what they say about having a bike between you legs I just love the vibration.



The Cruise Ship



I'd never been on a cruise before, it had just been a last minute decision whilst trying to decide on a holiday looking in the travel agent's window at the cancellations. But I must admit that it had definitely been one of my better decisions. Here I was now cruising round the Caribbean for a fortnight for probably the same price it would have cost to go to Torremelinos.

I'd always envisaged cruises to be the domain of the retired, although this was still correct to a certain extent, there was still plenty of other extremely attractive ladies to look at to pass away the time on deck when cruising between ports. And here was me, young single guy, treating himself to a holiday having just split up with his girlfriend and with the world at his feet once more.

So there I was laying on my sun lounger up on the sun deck contemplating what a tough life this Caribbean cruising was! The sun on my skin felt wonderful, and I could feel it turning my lean muscular body a lovely golden brown colour. I'd seen this lady wander past a couple of times for drinks, she must have thought I was asleep behind my sunglasses, but I could see her looking and really eyeing me each time she passed. She wasn't half bad herself. Anyway, I must have dozed off in the sun and woke a short time later needing a drink. I made my way to the poolside bar and was sitting chatting idly with Andrew the barman, who was having a very slow day, whilst he mixed my cocktail. Just as he put it in front of me someone sat down next to me and said to him "That looks good, can I have the same." I turned to see it was the same lady that had been watching me on the sun lounger.

"Can you get the lady the same and put it on my bill Andrew" I said. "Why thank you, that's very kind of you" she replied. "You're very welcome." Andrew mixed and poured her drink, smiled knowingly at me and went off to wash glasses at the other end of the bar. "Are you enjoying your holiday?" I asked. "How could I not be?" she replied rhetorically, "Sun, sea and cocktails. What more could a woman want?" she said with a glint in her eye and a hint of flirtatiousness in her voice. "What more indeed?" was my response in the same manner as hers. When I saw her close up I changed my earlier opinion. She was better than half bad, she was lovely. She must have been mid to late 40's with a lovely golden tan, a very well kept figure and a complexion that would have made a woman 10 years her junior proud. "Who are you here with?" I asked. "No one" she said, "I'm celebrating my divorce and am treating myself to this holiday with some of my settlement. It's the best thing I've done in years and I'm loving my new found freedom."

"Good for you, get out there and enjoy yourself" I said. "I intend to." she said looking me in the eye. "Anyway that's enough about me for now, what about you, who are you here with?"

"I'm on my own too, just split up from my girlfriend so I thought I'd treat myself as well. And you're right, getting away does work wonders." Her ears pricked up when she found out I was on my own too, maybe this cruising wasn't going to turn out to be such a bad idea after all. We had a couple more cocktails and chatted for a while, putting down our ex-es and discussing what we both now planned to do with our futures. We both found it nice to be able to talk to someone in a similar situation. It was late afternoon now and a chill breeze was beginning to get up on the sun deck. "I'm getting a little chilly now," she said, her loose wraparound silk shirt and swimsuit offering little protection against the breeze, "would you like to come back to my cabin for another drink and we can talk some more?"

"Yes, that would be great, I'll just get my things." I gathered my belongings from the sun lounger and we made our way down to her cabin, chatting and laughing on the way.

Once inside she poured us another drink and we sat down on a couple of chairs. We continued talking, the drinks and the sun had made me feel very sexy. She looked the same way too. As I went to pour another drink we touched briefly and looked into each others eyes. Putting down my glass I leant across and began to kiss her knowing full well that was what she wanted me to do. She returned the kiss eagerly and we stood up to face each other, still kissing as we did so. She clasped me tightly around the back and pulled me closer to her, my fingertips trailed slowly down her back, over her shirt and clasped her lovely bottom. Still our kissing continued, more passionate now but still as eager, our tongues meeting and snaking their way around the inside of each other's mouths. Pushing back her silk shirt over her shoulders it fell to the floor, she ran her hands up the inside of my t-shirt over my tight stomach and then pulled it up and off over my head. Running her hands back down over my chest and over my the front of my shorts she said "I've been wanting to do this all day."

"I've been wanting you to do it all day too" I replied. "I was slightly worried that you might not feel the same way."

"No way, I think you're gorgeous, it's just I'm a little shy." As she smiled to herself at my reply I took her by the hand and led her towards the bed. Running my hands up her arms they slid round to the back of her neck and undid the clasp on her swimsuit. I kissed her lightly on the neck as I pulled the swimsuit down over her breasts and proceeded to cup them and fondle them gently, she sighed as I did so. I bent my head and kissed them alternately, running the nipple of one between my fingers as I licked the other. 

I pushed her gently back and she fell onto the bed. Slowly I pulled down her swimsuit over her hips and dropped it by the bed. "So this is what they mean when they say let me see your white bits!" She really did look gorgeous lying there giggling and gloriously naked on the bed. I lay beside her and turned her over onto her front. Massaging her back and shoulders I could feel the tenseness flow from her as she relaxed and sank further into the bed. "Mmm, that feels wonderful" she said appreciatively. Turning her over once more I kissed her and began tracing my way down her body with my tongue, slowly down her neck, over each breast and down her stomach. I paused at the triangle of pubic hair and let her feel my hot breath between her legs. She gasped inwardly in anticipation, but I wasn't going to be that predictable. Continuing on I kissed my way down both legs stopping at her feet. Beginning to work my way back up kissing and licking the insides of her legs my hands slowly ran up the outside. My tongue made little circles around the inside of each thigh and again she began to gasp in anticipation, this time I wouldn't disappoint her. 

She moaned long and quietly as my tongue touched her outer lips and began to gently work its way inside. Her warm, musky wetness tasted of sex I ran a finger up and down the inside of her lips as I began to circle her clitoris with my tongue. Licking at either side of it as my finger probed its way inside sent her into raptures. She ran her hands through my hair as I continued and she began to grind her hips into my face. After a few minutes this motion began to gather speed and I could sense she wasn't far from coming. Two of my fingers now slid in and out of her, rubbing at her G spot with each downward stroke as her gasps became louder. I continued to lick away as she wrapped her legs around the back of my neck and clamped my head between her thighs. Pushing her over the edge she cried out and her body shuddered involuntarily, unable to control the orgasm that tore through her. As it subsided she loosened her grip on my head and I kissed my way back up her body and our tongues met once again. "I've never came like that before in 20 years of marriage," she said "my husband wouldn't even do that to me."

"Well at least now you see what you've been missing."

"And I wouldn't have missed it for the world, if only I'd known 20 years ago."

As we continued kissing her hands rubbed at my body and made their way down to my shorts. Popping the buttons on the front I helped her pull them off and lay back on the bed. "Jesus now I wish I really had known more 20 years ago" she said taking my erection in her hand. "He was the only other person I've ever slept with, and I never would have married him if I'd known there were more out there this size." I felt quite flush with myself. Lowering her head she took me into her mouth and made gentle moaning sounds as her head bobbed up and down. This sent little vibrations right through me and I groaned in delight. She continued with this, occasionally taking me from her mouth and gently pulling me off before returning to sucking me once more.

Finally I had to pull away. Rolling her over onto her back I just had to have her there and then. "Please be gentle" she whispered "It's been such a long time." Complying with her wishes I eased my way inside her gently, going a little further with each stroke. She gasped each time it went in further but her soft wetness soon encased me and allowed me to go further. Soon I was right in to the hilt and slowly I began to slide in and out of her. She relaxed once more and soon we began to pick up a little speed. We screwed with a constant rhythm of strong movements, her confidence increasing with each stroke as she began to grind her hips back to me in unison with the inward strokes. I lifted her legs over my shoulders and pressed deeper still into her, she cried out at first but soon began to moan loudly at the new heights of pleasure she was reaching. Pulling out I turned her over onto her front and entered her from behind. I lifted her hair and kissed the base of her neck, fondling her right breast with my free hand. "Please, don't stop" she gasped out in between heavy breaths. I didn't intend to, well not for a while yet anyway. I grasped her hips, pulling her back onto me with each stroke, groaning loudly myself by now. The passengers in the cabins either side of us couldn't fail to be hearing us and they would either be disgusted or as jealous as hell. But we were too far gone to care.

I turned her over onto her back again and entered her once more. We soon picked up speed again, sweat glistening on both our bodies in the late afternoon sun as we bucked against each other, furiously now with all initial gentleness and apprehension long since gone. Our kissing now was also with animal passion both aware of our impending climaxes. "Fuck me" she gasped. She looked almost startled at what she had just said, as if believing it couldn't have been her it had come from. I smiled and ploughed into her harder still. I could feel the sensation building up inside me and held back as long as I could. Again she started to cry out, "I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm ...." And with that I couldn't hold back any longer. As I shot wave after wave of my load into her we both collapsed into a sweating heap, breathing heavily into each other ears and kissing at each other again.

We fell asleep in each others arms, the warmth of the afternoon sun keeping us warm while we slept. We woke just in time for the Captains party. "Will you take me to the party?" she asked, "Yeah, I might even dance with you" I said flirting with her. I went and showered, changed into my evening suit while she got ready and came back for her a short while later. She opened the door dressed in a long black evening dress looking drop dead gorgeous. "About this party..." I said as I stepped inside kissing her and turning her round to unzip her dress.



The Cruise Ship



[Cautionary remark: The following story largely pertains to armpit fetish. If you are in any way offended by any reference to armpits/underarms, then proceed no further. This story is not for you. Feedbacks are welcome only from people who love armpits.]

Ted found the lonely lady Jean sitting at a corner of one of the bigger dining rooms of the ship. It just started sailing on a long pre-Christmas cruise around the West Indies and South America. She made friends with him while boarding. Her perfume intoxicated him. She wanted his company during the cruise and afterwards also.

Jean is a very fair lady. She is slightly bulky, but that made her very sexy, having broad plump shoulders, armpits, and a sexy nose which anybody would like to kiss at first sight. She was wearing a very thin strip sleeveless blouse. Later he discovered that she does not have any dress with sleeves, as she loves to expose her armpits and shoulders in public and enjoys their gaze. 

Ted sat near her, and struck up a conversation. All the time he wanted to hold this lady and kiss those luscious lips.

Jane looked up at Ted, and said – “Let’s go to my cabin and talk”.

When Ted entered her cabin, he found that it was a big room. Jane, in her late 40’s, looks very sexy, and sensuous in her sleeveless blouse. Ted gets turned on by looking at the muscles of her bare upper arms and shoulders. After closing the door, Ted held her by the bare upper arms and kissed her. The kiss was sensuous but light. Then she went into the toilet asking Ted to wait. She left her clothes on the divan. Ted could not help sniffing through her blouses and bras having her armpit smell. The pungent armpits’ smell on the blouses and bras ensured he instantly had a solid hard on. As Jane came out of the toilet, she was wearing a halter neck blouse, showing lots of her shoulders and flesh of her milky smooth armpits.

Jane sat on the divan a little distance away, and they talked about each other, how excited she was about the cruise. Dinner was ordered earlier, it was served by the waiter. She dimmed the lights and put on a slow music. She served cocktail. After “cheers” she held out her glass to his lips, and he held out his glass to her lips. This set the tone of the evening. They drank from each other’s glasses. Then they drank from their own glasses after entwining their arms. They got up to have a dance. With one hand on each other’s shoulders and holding the other, the slow dance began. Each looking at the other’s eyes, and whispering sweet nothings in each other’s ears. She once brushed her lips with his, making it appear accidental. He put his fingers in her armpit area, and found the underarm slippery with sweat. They embraced lightly, enjoying the warm coziness. He kissed the tip of her nose lightly. She lightly brushed his neck with her lips. The embrace became more intimate, her arms around his neck, his one hand around her bare back, other on her huge boobs.

Then they were immediately locked in a tight hug. Their mouths met in a passionate kiss, which grew into a mouth crushing slippery kiss with lot of tongue play. The kiss became more and more lusty. She made him drink lots of thick saliva from her mouth.

“Do you like armpit-kisses?” – Jane hissed in Ted’s ears. “Yes, very much. I am longing to kiss those creamy armpits of yours, ever since I saw them, whenever you raised your arms” – Ted said. “Come, kiss and sniff my armpits then. I am very much addicted to underarm kissing. And I will kiss yours. Lick my pits hard” – She again hissed.

Ted raised Jane’s one hand and put his face in her armpit. She pressed Ted’s head inside her armpit. Ted sniffed the fleshy perfumed armpit for a long time, then licked both her juicy armpits in turn with long strokes of his tongue, depositing lots of his saliva in her underarms, lustily kissed and sucked both her armpits with lot of sound. She pressed her armpits on Ted’s face. Ted found the taste of Jane’s juicy underarms very very sexy. The pits were concave and smooth, with a very slight stubble. Ted loves the musky sexy aroma of women’s sweaty and juicy armpits. Jane loved his thick sensuous lips kissing and sucking her armpits. Ted now sucked on her wide, sexy armpits, like breast sucking – taking a lot of her armpit flesh in his mouth. He was biting the armpit flesh, and Jane was enjoying it. She ripped open Ted’s vest and put her face in Ted’s armpit, taking in the male odor, licking, kissing, sucking and tasting it. 

Now they were kissing, biting and sucking each other’s armpits, while locked in a lusty tight embrace. Ted asked Jane to sit on a stool, went behind her and she raised her left hand, he put his d**k in her sexy armpit, she pressed her hand tightly to her side, and Ted started pumping violently in her sexy armpit. When the tip of his d**k came out of her armpit, she lowered her head and lashed it with her tongue. He then put it in her right armpit and pumped. 

“Do you like hair in the armpits? Actually I had lot of hair, but shaved them before coming to this cruise”- Jane said.

“Yeah, I like hair in female underarms. So don’t shave during the cruise. A nice little bush will grow soon. And don’t use too much perfume. I want to taste the natural aroma.”

“Actually I have forgotten my shaver. So, no problem. Everyday of this cruise, we will meet and have our underarm kissing sessions, with growing hair in my armpits.”

They took leave of each other after another round of intense underarm kissing.

They actually met in her room after two days. Jane already had a tuft of black underarm hair. Ted hugged her from behind, slid his hands through her armpits and got hold of her huge boobs, then started kissing her sexy back, kissing & licking her broad shoulders and inserted his nose and tongue in her armpits from behind, while squeezing her huge boobs with all his might. Ted and Jane went wild with lust. Again they started eating each other’s armpits. It seemed the armpits kissing, sucking would never end. There was now more sweat in Jane’s armpits and the smell was irresistible. 

Jane gave him a tight embrace from behind, and as Ted turned his head, she kissed him over his shoulder, holding his member in her hand, and pressing her boobs on his back.

Suddenly Ted turned around and gave lusty kisses on Jane’s soft waist flesh. He kissed and munched her waist curves and slight folds, and rubbed his nose on her waist folds taking in the odor from Jane’s fleshy waists. Jane writhed in passion. 

Ted was bursting with passion. Aroma of Jane’s large armpits drove him mad. Jane now took his d**k in her both armpits in turn and Ted pumped. Jane caught hold of Ted’s shoulders, kissed and licked his shoulders and put her long and sexy nose in his armpits, and sniffed and sucked hard. 

Sometimes Ted was licking and kissing Jane’s bare upper arms. Jane’s bare upper arms, armpits, nose, ears and waists were all wet with Ted’s saliva. Then Ted raised his arms a little and took her huge breasts in his armpits and pressed those boobs in his armpits. Jane started moving one of the breasts in and out of Ted’s armpits while Jane raised one of her hands and pressed and rubbed her armpit on Ted’s face. They could hardly hold their passion now……….

Ted bent down, and took her feet and sniffed and licked her toes. Her feet smell drove him mad with excitement. He licked in between the toes, relishing the aroma, then the underside of each foot with long strokes of his tongue. He took all the toes of her each foot in his mouth and sucked wildly.

Then they clasped each other in a lusty tight embrace, and their lips attacked each other in a saliva filled slippery tongue-kiss. Their tongues darted back and forth in their joined mouths, with lots of saliva flowing from one mouth to the other. They could hold no longer. They kissed and bit into each other’s shoulders and then armpits, sniffing with heavy sounds. Each lustily spat heavily in the other’s armpits, then licked the balls of saliva from each other’s underarms, savoring the delicious smell enhanced by the saliva. Jane held him in her fingers, squeezed hard and guided him. He entered her with urgency and they both released the rising tension at the same time…



The Cruise Ship



She loved him. No matter what they said or thought she loved him. But, no sex for.....whatever, it seemed like forever. And now this. A reconciliation, a re-connect 3-day booze cruise to try to make it work and the s.o.b. was sea sick on the first hour out from shore!

She went up deck to the 24 hr. buffet to get a snack before she sat out the cruise with him moaning in bed.

Maybe it was the frustration, maybe the moon phase, but she seemed to glow from within. A warm sexual glow that made her seem hazy and golden as if she was walking in a cloud of estrogen laden pheromones.

There were various groups of younger men, drinking, bored and looking for fun in the buffet lounge. 

She was like fresh meat in a den of horny lions. Daniella in the lions den and, if her secret self had its way, she really didn't need or want any Biblical intervention, except the chance to say over and over again, Oh! My God! 

Tall, attractive, cute, and full of himself, one of the always sexually successful since high school, self confident jocks hit her up.

She couldn't help herself and automatically flirted back.

He took her tray, to help her, and led her back to his table where his buddy's were hanging out.

The ship was 2 hours out from shore. It was 10PM. It was warm, tropical and the moon was full.

Her husband, the one who had taken the sleeping pills to try to sleep off the sea sickness just as she left for the buffet, somehow didn't intrude on her thoughts. 

It was just so nice to be the center of sexual attraction again.

Lots of laughter, lots of flirting and sexual innuendo, and lots and lots of alcohol later, it was suddenly mid-nite. 

Time to go dancing. She was led along, the queen with her court of 5 or was it 6, all young, tall, sweet, young men, all as horny as she was to the ships after-hours disco.

More drinks, quick slip-outs to quite corners of the deck for hurried puffs of cigarettes and grass, stolen kisses, gropes and grabs and more dancing and laughter later, it was suddenly 2 am and she needed help in standing.

The self confident one who first hit on her and who had been dominating most of her time and whom she had let not only kiss her, but feel her up, but, just a little and only her tits, propped her up on one side while his cabin mate buddy held her up on the other side.

They staggered a bit as they made their way to bed. In her blurred mind she thought they were taking her to her cabin and she was struggling with the thought of having her husband see her like this with them.

She was almost relieved when she realized that they were not going to her cabin but theirs. The sudden realization tingled her nipples, or was it because one/both of them had their hands on her breasts.

She was just a little too drunk, too horny and too excited to really care.

Her growing arousal, tingling breasts and her awareness of her sexual moistening focused her attention on the two guys on either side of her as they opened the door to their suite and half carried her in and onto the bed.

Their hungry mouths on hers, on her suddenly bare breasts, on her stripped naked cunt, open, fingered, kissed, licked, Oh! My God!

They were in a hurry to get past the point of no return. To be in her, fucking her so that it would forever always be too late to say Nooooo!

Mr. Self-confident took her first; deep, full, powerful, dominating her with his weight and strength and literally pounded her into the mattress until she fell her orgasm rising to met his in the beginning of what was to be a long delicious night. 

Spent, exhausted, she heard him say as he rolled off of her, 

"She was fantastic, you're next. But, I want more of her. The others will have to wait until tomorrow."

And then the room-mate was on and then in her and the swift climb to more orgasms began again. 

As she opened her mouth to moan, a semi-hard, love coated cock was slipped into it and she heard him say,

"Suck it baby so that I can get hard and fuck you again".

And she did, and he did and then she did the room-mate's cock in her mouth and then he also did her again.

It did sober her up enough to get back to her cabin before her husband awoke from his sleeping pill induced coma and to shower, order room service and slip back into bed with him before it came.

No video, it never happened.

But, she thought, this is only day one, done.



The Cruiser's Code Day 01 Pt. 01



Author's Notes: I have no idea if such a code, as written here, exists in real life. I did try and do some Google searching but came up empty. If there is one, let me know in comments, I'd love to read about it. Also, always practice safe sex. I'll try and always make mention of it, but if I don't, assume the sex is safe.

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Day 01: Embarkation

The day was perfect as Jim arrived at the terminal. He parked his car in the garage and pulled his suitcase out and breathed in a deep breath of sea air. It had been years since he's been to the coast, although he only lived a few hours away. 

As he exited the parking garage amid a mixed group of people, he looked up at the clear blue sky above him and thought about how different it was then the stormy year he's had. Major work related projects created an enormous amount of stress and helped contribute to the end of his decade old marriage.

Married at 25, single again at 35, he wasn't sure what he was going to as far as dating went. The year since he and Trish separated has been a stark reminder at how bad he was at the whole dating game. The first few months, he didn't do any dating. Then he tried going to bars, then to singles events, eventually getting into a slight depression over the whole thing.

Not that he was bad looking. He stood at just under six feet. Nice build since he spent many an early morning at the gym working out his stress that allowed him to maintain his soccer physique. If there was anything, his constant work life and week-old beard gave him more of a rugged man look.

But the lack of a dating life was beginning to show. One day, a couple of months ago, a co-worker recommended that he take a cruise. Jim scoffed the idea. What's a single guy going to do on a cruise ship filled will couples and families?

It took a night of drinking at the bar for his friend to finally convince him. "Trust me," his friend told him. A couple of years ago he sailed single and met his current girlfriend on board. Just past midnight, with the help of his co-worker, Jim was booked on a cruise. The next day he'd stomach some regret that he let his friend, or was it the alcohol, to pay more for the balcony room. Either way, it'd take him a few weeks to start warming up to the idea of just getting away.

It took about an hour to make his way through security and to get onboard. A couple of wrong turns on the boat and he finally found his way to his stateroom. The room itself was nicely sized with a small couch, a queen sized bed and two deck chairs on the veranda. He stepped out and took in the view from the veranda. Luckily, the terminal was on the opposite side, so he had a nice view of the city and ocean beyond. He watched the traffic for a few minutes on the causeway across the bay before quickly unloading his luggage and stowing it under the bed.

Finally, he was ready to explore the ship.

-=-=-

Professional cruiser's know to get to the ship early and reserve a spot on the deck as soon as they can. The upper levels of the ship will be packed a few hours before the ship disembarks. As Jim walked around, discreetly checking out the slim tanned bodies all around him, already oiled up and glistening in the sun.

Just then, Jim knew he was going to enjoy the cruise, if only for the views.

After a few laps around the a couple of the decks, Jim eventually find himself sitting at one of the outside bars. The boat would leave for another hour, so he decided to get the libations started and to start getting relaxed.

Seated next to him was an older guy who introduced himself as Rick.

"Where you from, Rick?" Jim asked.

"Wife and I are from south Ohio. A little town called Waverly. Probably never heard of it."

"Nope, never have. Never been to Ohio."

"Yeah, ain't famous for anything of importance, but it's a nice area. Who you cruising with?"

"Just myself." He paused for a moment, not knowing how much he wanted to reveal. But then, he said, "Got divorced earlier this year and decided to just getaway."

"Divorces are ugly things. How many cruises have you done?"

"This is my first one."

"I remember my first once to this day, at least 7 years ago. Cruised at least once every year since then."

"How many total?"

"This would be the eleventh. Wife and I really love doing these types of vacation."

"Wow. Any suggestions for a single guy on board?"

"Oh, there's plenty to do. They run special things for single folks to meet and mingle and all of that kind of stuff."

"I've tried those back home, never any luck."

"These will be different, you'll see. My first couple of cruises were solo before I met my 2nd wife."

Jim motioned to the bartender to get Rick another drink.

"Thank you." He took a final gulp of his first one before leaning over and saying, "You are aware of the Cruiser's Code, right?"

Jim looked at him.

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In the 20s and 30s when it was nearly impossible to be openly gay, a handkerchief code developed where gay men wore colored pocket handkerchiefs to let other gay men know they were there and what they were into.

Back then, it was mostly limited to "looking," "top" or "bottom." But over the years the code evolved and expanded to include things like color and which pocket you wore it in. White was vanilla sex for example and the left pocket may mean the guy is a top. Or bottom, the definitions changed place to place, etc.

Rick explained this to Jim as they walked around the deck so as not to be overheard too much.

From that, Rick told him, a code for singles on cruise also developed, but not necessarily only for gay guys. it grew to include everyone from singles to married people looking to hookup with other cruiser's.

"Let me give you an example." Rick pulled the room towel he had around his neck. "Notice anything particular about this towel?"

"Not really, except it's red on one side and blue on the other."

"Right." He turns the towel back and forth to show both sides. "Red, straight. Blue, gay."

Jim looks at him quizzically.

"Let's look for an example of what I'm talking about." Rick smiles and motions for Jim to follow him. They walk a little bit as Rick looks around. "I'm trying to find...Ah!" He motions them over to one of the bars and motions Jim to sit on a stool and orders two more drinks for them.

As he waits for the drinks, Rick leans over to Jim, "Okay, now I want you to carefully look across the other side of the deck from where we are." Jim rotates in his chair, Rick still faces the bar and hands his card to the bartender.

"See that guy in the lounge chair with the dark hair, sunglasses and the red towel on his right leg?"

Jim slowly looks around, not finding the guy Rick's talking about. Rick takes the two drinks and swivels around handing Jim one of them. "Second row back, about five in from the stairs."

"Ah, yes," Jim says taking a drink. The guy Jim was looking at looked about his age with an average build. He was wearing swim shorts but no shirt and hand sunglasses on. The towel covered his right leg with the red side up.

"He's looking for a straight single hookup. Some people get started early."

"But how do you know he's looking and not just, I don't know, laying out?"

"See his shoes?"

Jim looked and saw the guys shoes at the end, under the lounge chair and nodded.

"Two things about that. First, a vast majority of people don't put their shoes at the end like that, they'll put them mid-way up the chair on the open side because that's where they sit up at. Second, see how they're arranged?"

The shoes were arranged as an "L" with the toe of one shoe pointing towards the guy.

Rick smiled, "Pretty obvious once you know what you're looking for."

"Indeed."

"In the code, almost everything has a meaning. If the toe of the shoe points towards the person, it means their room is good, away, not their room."

"Not their room?"

"The person could be married and the spouse doesn't know. Or maybe their traveling with friends, or...oh, wait, I think he's got a bite..."

Rick had noticed a female in her forties walk by the guy and look. The watched her walk away.

"Which one?"

"Older lady, just walked past him. In the two-piece, blue suit."

Jim saw her as she stopped several chairs away from the guy they were talking about. She seemed to be doing something on her phone. Jim guessed she was at least mid-forties, but had a nice body for her age. Her breasts were large and a slightly wide bottom, but still draws looks from guys both younger and older.

"So, the actual hooking up part is a small process. She looks like she's using her phone, but really, she's checking him out. He's also checking her out. If he's interested, he'll fold down part of his towel to indicate to her. Truth is, she may not be checking him out, but if she is..."

Jim slowly worked his drink as he watched the scene unfold. When the lady walked by, the guy slowly turned his head to follow her, but with his sunglasses on, you couldn't tell if he was sleeping or not. After what seemed forever to Jim, the guy took the top third of the towel and folded it down.

Rick smiled, "Ha! Here we go. Just like in the 20s, a lot of this is to make it look like anything but what's actually happening. This code allows you to talk to each other so when you do meet, you can make it look like you've known each other for years. This isn't about bragging about your conquests like a dumb high school jock."

The lady slowly walked back and sat down on the lounge chair next to the guy, she leaned over they kissed each other on each cheek.

"Final approval for each other." Rick was narrating the hookup. "They'll probably do some small talk and get the cabin where to meet."

"You still do this stuff?" Jim asked casually without looking over at Rick.

"Oh yeah."

"Wife know?" Jim asked before realizing what he asked and quickly adding, "If you don't mind me asking."

"Yeah, she knows. There's codes for group play and all of that."

Jim looked over at him.

Rick laughed, "There's codes for almost anything you want to do these days."

By the time Jim looked back, the lady was walking away and he could see a smile on her face as she played with her phone. The guy on the lounge was folding up his towel and putting on his shoes.

"Lucky bastard," Rick snorted. "She looks like a hot little fuck and even before we leave port. Do you know the number one selling item in the stores are?"

"No."

"Condoms."

"Really?"

"No, I just made that up." He nudged Jim with his elbow, laughing.

A moment passed before Jim asked, "So how do you find out about this code?"

"Like anything else, on the internet."

"There's a website about it?"

"Yeah, but only so much to maintain the latest version of the file that lays out the code." 

"Wow. I'd never have even thought of that."

"Tell you what, as a thanks for the drink you got me, I've got a copy of it in my luggage. I don't really need it, but I'll let you have it." Rick got up as if to go.

"No, that's okay, I don't want to bother."

"Not a bother at all, let me go get it and I'll be back in 15."

Before Jim could object, he was gone.

While he was waiting, Jim finished off his drink and promptly got a third. He started checking out people on the deck to see if he could find anyone else using the code. He thought maybe one or two people, but without getting up to see if their shoes were there, he would know for sure.

It wasn't too long before Rick returned with a folded up group of papers. He handed them to Jim, who took a quick glance at them. "Thanks, but you sure?"

"Oh yeah, I know most of it by heart. Besides, I have an electronic copy of it on my phone if I really needed to know something."

"You think the crew knows about this?"

"Of course, why do you think some people get better service." Rick winked with a smile. "Listen, it was great talking with you but I have to go help the wife get our luggage unpacked. I'm sure we'll run into each other."

"Yeah, and thanks for this." 

Rick left the way he came and Jim sat for a few more minutes. He felt a strong urge to flip open the papers and start reading right there but could only fight that urge so long before he had to rush back to his cabin before anyone started noticing the tenting in his shorts.

-=-=-

Jim was barely in his cabin with the metal door slamming behind him that he hand his shorts undone and dropping to the floor. Another step and his underwear hit the floor. He fell onto the bed, stiff cock in hand, aching to be stroked.

Average in size, his cock was just over six inches long and cut. Every girl who's seen it has told him it was perfect looking. It's purple head perched above a nicely thick shaft. He clinched his eyes shut, envisioning what was happening between that guy and lady, the code still in his other hand. 

He stroked his cock strong and quick. The past year of single has gotten him far too much practice masturbating, he was ready to return to the major leagues.

Ever since high school, Jim's always had a bit of taboo sexual side. Some of his girlfriends have let him explore only a small portion of that, but very light stuff. His then wife was, unfortunately for Jim, very conservative sexually. She also didn't have nearly the sex drive he did.

For years, Jim tried to open her up more and explore more things sexually, but every time he pushed her a little to far, she seemed to close down even more. Eventually, the frequency of sex got less and less. Jim turned to working more and the gym to vent out his frustrations. It helped in both places as his well defined chest and arms would attest to. On the work front, he steadily moved up making even more money.

Enough money, that is, to help with a good lawyer when neither of them could stand being married anymore. His lawyer helped the divorce become equitable with no monthly alimony payments either way. She got to keep the house and other more valuable possessions, but Jim was just happy to end what was increasingly an unhappy point in his life.

All of these memories flashed through his mind, as if having an out of body, death experience. He could feel this dick throb in his hand, pushing his thoughts to the present.

He used to love it when he'd get a peak of the neighbors getting frisky. Often times, he'd swear they purposely left their window shades open just right for him to see. At least once, he'd was sure his neighbor's wife saw him watching.

His stroking slowed a bit, he didn't want to end too quickly as he felt the tingling building in his balls.

He would have loved to be in that cabin watching those two horny cruisers going at it. Would they go at it rough and quick or slow and steady? Would he fuck her missionary or bend her over and take her from behind? Would she have pushed him against the door, stripped his swimsuit down and blown him right there. Or just pull one leg up and fuck him standing there.

He fantasized about her older pussy and what it would be like to fuck her. Did she have protruding pussy lips that were easier to lick and suck on. Or were they tightly folded in, waiting for a warm tongue to entice them to come out. How would she like to have her clit sucked on. Lightly and firmly.

And the guy, who was about his age. Jim's thoughts turned to him, what was he like beneath those shorts. Guys always seem to want to compare themselves to others. Certainly he was very confident, using this mystic code and everything. Did he have the package to back it up with? 

Jim had a nice six inch cock, that felt great in his hand. How big was this guy who so easily picked up strange women. Was he a 7 or 8 incher or even larger? Was he cut or uncut. Jim had never been with a guy before, but he couldn't help imagining what it'd be like to have an uncut cock. Once, he and his wife talked about it, but she had a boyfriend who was uncut and she found it horrible.

He didn't think the same as she. He was curious to experience it and see how it felt. Jim wasn't a religious person anymore, but religion is why he's cut now. What was he missing besides his foreskin?

These thoughts and more flooded Jim's mind as he breathed heavier and soon felt a strong, powerful orgasm release itself within him. He felt the warm, sticky liquid land on his chest in various parts, some even reaching his chin. He stroked a few more times, coaxing out the last of his ejaculate onto his pelvis and laid there. His breathing was heavy, his eyes still closed. His other hand gripping the folded paper tight.

After a few minutes of cooling down, letting his breathing get back to normal, Jim looked down at the pools of cum that covered his chest. He looked over and saw that some of it also got on the paper as well, which he wiped off with his fingers.

"Lucky I don't have to give this back," he laughed to himself before noticing other, older yellow stains on the paper. He laid his head back and laughed. Who knows how many guys this code has been passed to.

Jim moved to the shower and took a long warm, relaxing shower to wash off his cum before getting dressed in swim trunks. The ship would be departing in about an hour and he wanted to be on deck for the party, but he really wanted to read about the code first.

-=-=-

Laying back on the bed, relaxed from the shower, Jim grabbed the stack of papers. He unfolded them and looked at the first page. The document was laid out like a user manual, there were rules at the top, then a breakdown of the different cruise lines and how to handle the towel code.

Jim glanced down to the ship he was on and found exactly what Rick had told him, red side of the provided towels meant straight, blue side meant gay. Other cruise lines had different style of towels. The guidance for striped toweled was to keep the strips vertical (parallel to the body) for straight, horizontal (perpendicular to the body) for gay. White towels were handled the same way.

Just like Jim had seen on deck, when the top third of the towel was folded down, the person was signaling to someone they were interested, but it also told others who may be looking that they are potentially taken.

The shoes were always placed in an "L" when facing the owner of the shoes. If the back of the L has the toe pointed at the owner, then they would host, otherwise they were looking for a host. They should be placed at the end of the lounge chair, or to the side of a regular chair.

Jim couldn't believe all the different ways to signal people for straight, gay, group or swap situations, but here in his hands, he held the instruction manual for getting laid on a cruise ship.



The Cruiser's Code Day 01 Pt. 02



Day 01, Part 02: Departure

Jim had changed into swim trunks and headed up to the pool deck to watch the departure party. Both the pool deck and sunning deck where crowded with people. As he made his way around the deck, he tried to see if he saw anyone using the code. He didn't notice anyone before finding a place to stand near the railing as the chip prepared to depart.

He stood on the opposite side of the dock, looking out at the city as the boat slowly pulled away from port. 

"Sure is windy today." The guy next to Jim said.

Jim nodded. "Yes."

"Hope that doesn't mean the seas are going to be rough."

"Yeah...never been on a cruise, so, not sure how I'd handle rough seas. I've heard horror stories."

"Oh, a first timer, eh? Welcome aboard. I'm sure you'll do well, if not, they have pills you can take."

"Yeah, got a box in my cabin."

"Well prepared." The guy laughed and they both watched as the ship passed the last of the beaches before heading into the open waters. Jim waved along with many other passages at the people on the beach waving back. Gone were the days with the port being filled with friends and family, now it's just a friendly wave to strangers on the shore.

As the coast became smaller and smaller, Jim walked around and found a lounge chair on the sunning deck. Most people had moved on to return to their staterooms or have an early dinner. Many of the chairs were still occupied.

Jim had the back of his chair up at a nice angle where he could sit back and watch what was going on around him from behind his dark sunglasses. He needed a drink to build up a little courage and was happy when a waiter came by and took his drink order.

Cruises are filled with all types of people and body styles. Jim watched as the tightest of bodies in the skimpiest of suits to the heavier women in one-pieces walked by. His ex-wife was average in size and shape. Certainly not overweight by any means, but not supermodel thin either. Jim liked that body style. A little bit of shape and curve to hold on to was ideal for him.

His beer arrived and he took a good long drink. He mind worked feverishly trying to remember everything he read about the code.

New To Code?

If you're new to using the code, you might want to consider leaving your feet uncovered. This signals to potential partners that you're relatively unexperienced using the code. This is not to embarrass you, but to make sure they don't expect you to know everything. If you see who's new, it's good code to help them become more experienced using it. Is this required? No, but being new, you will probably find it easier to start out with. If you set-up the code and no longer feel your heart pounding in your chest from nervousness, then you're no longer a newbie.

Jim remembered that part well. He was nervous as shit and could honestly feel his heart pumping hard in his chest. Another large drink of beer and his bottle was almost empty. He motioned for another, which soon arrived. The one thing about cruises is how easy it is to get a drink.

After another drink, Jim sat up and moved his sandals to the end of the chair. He arranged them carefully, toe pointing towards him. He leaned back in the chair. Next to him was an empty chair, which he knew from the code indicated that he wanted one person.

He threw the towel down over his right leg. If only on the right leg, he was looking for another single person. If over the left leg, someone in a relationship or married. Both legs, either or. He pulled the towel up to uncover his foot and laid back and waited.

And time seemed to stop.

Jim could no longer sense time. He could see people walking by him and around, but the concept of time disappeared. Only the constant beat of his heart kept him going. He could feel his nerves trying to rattle him. He wasn't sure what to do, should he go through with this? Is this crazy? 

As more and more people passed him by without notice, he became even more unsure of himself. Was he just part of some old men punking him? He glanced around to see if the two guys were watching him having a laugh at his expense.

After some looking, he finally leaned his head back and almost closed his eyes when a nicely tanned body, wearing a white two piece suit walked past him and stopped a couple of chairs away. Jim turned his head slowly to look.

The sleek body stood there, slightly turned toward Jim, but still offered him a nice view of a shaped ass, perfectly outlined with the white bikini bottoms. Jim's eyes followed the gym shaped legs up, past the waist and to the nice, full set of breasts, held aloft by the white bikini top. Not too large, but perfectly sized. Her nipples just faintly showing through the fabric.

His mind raced, forgetting what he needed to do, until he reached down and folded down the top third of the towel to indicate that he was interested in her. He couldn't tell if she was looking or not, she was very good at disguising her glances under the large set of matching white sunglasses. 

After a brief moment, a smile formed and using two fingers from her right hand, rubbed her left wrist. She turned and walked off. Jim watched her ass and smooth back as she walked away not knowing what to do. He pulled off his towel and folded it, placing it on the chair next to him.

He didn't remember seeing anything about that in the guide. Would she return in two minutes or was he to follow her in two minutes. Or did the two fingers mean something completely different. He swore to himself at not reading all of the document, at least he would have had an idea. But he didn't have to worry, after a few minutes of swearing to himself, he saw the lady in white walking back towards him with two beers.

She sat down on the chair next to his and leaned over for a cheek kiss, which Jim obliged, having seen it done earlier that day.

"My name's Mary," she said handing him a beer.

"Jim," taking the beer.

"Nice to meet you Jim." There are no handshakes in the code, nothing to broadcast that you don't know each other. "You're new to this?"

"First time. First cruise, in fact."

"Mmm, how delectable. It's like you're a virgin again."

Jim smiled at that. "Maybe you can teach me," he played along.

"Maybe a few things. What cabin?"

"9069."

"10 minutes?"

Jim nodded. Mary leaned in and gave him another cheek kiss. Before she pulled away, she whispered to him, "You might want to wear your towel to cover that up." Her hand slid down his chest and patted his erect cock, tenting his swimming suit. "I like an eager man and you don't look like you'll disappoint."

She left the way she came and Jim stood up, wrapping his towel around his waist and headed off to this room.

-=-=-

Jim paced the room waiting.

Finally, a knock. He opened the door to see Mary standing there, still in her bikini but now with sheer white pants on. She stepped in, smiling to Jim as he closed the door.

When he turned, she stepped up to him and kissed him firmly on the lips, pushing him back against the door. He felt her first breasts push against his chest, her thigh slide up the side of his leg.

Her eyes were closed, her hands gripped each side of Jim's head, fingers entwined in his hair. It was a long, intense kiss. He reached his hands around and held her ass in his hands and pulled her closer to him. She moaned through the kiss, giving him small vibrations he felt down through his chest and into his cock, which was now fully erect.

Mary slide her hands down his chest and roughly pinched his nipples, surprising Jim. She smiled, "Like that?" Jim nodded.

"Oh my, I can tell it's been awhile since you fucked someone, hasn't it?"

"Yes."

"That's a shame, so much wasted time. I can feel your eager cock twitch every time I touch you. Enough chat, I need a good fuck and I'll bet you've got one just bursting to get out."

She turned and walked towards the bed, stripping off her bikini top and sliding off the bottoms, leaving them on the floor. She stopped and turned back to Jim. Naked with just the blue sea behind her. Her eyes scanned Jim from his eyes slowly, every so slowly down to his feet.

"No time like the present." She said. Jim slipped his suit off. His cock seemed as large and engorged as he's ever seen it. He wrapped his arms around her and they kissed more, his cock rubbed against the small patch of pubic hair she had nicely trimmed.

She turned and pushed him back to where he fell on the bed, laying back. She crawled over him, turned around and lowered her moist pussy to his mouth. He eagerly started licking and sucking on the lips of her cunt. She moaned, helping him by grinding her pussy back and forth.

Jim slide is tongue along the folders of Mary's pussy several times before pushing it in and getting a good taste of her. He's always loved tasting a woman's pussy, each one unique in their own way. He reached up and pulled the lips apart, allowing his tongue to fuck her deeper.

Mary leaned forward, grabbed Jim's cock and plunged it deep in her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it tightly and started bobbing her mouth over it. She jerked his cock with both her hand and her lips.

Jim moaned deeply. Every time she went deep on him, he could feel her hard nipples brush up against his groin. She was an excellent cock sucker and he knew he would last long.

He tapped her on the hip and pointed to the cabinet next to the bed. Mary let his cock slide out of her mouth and thumb against his groin as she leaned over to the cabinet and opened the drawer. Inside was a box of condom Jim brought with him. She pulled one out of the box. One lesson Jim learned a long time ago was to always separate the condoms once you get the box, saves you from shrinkage later on.

Mary swung her leg around and sat next to Jim.

"Allow me." She said as she began to tear open the aluminum package. "I hope you've been told that you have a perfectly suckable cock. It's the perfect length to go deep on it." She slide her fingers delicately along the bottom side of it as it lay there fully erect. Jim closed his eyes and moaned.

She lifted his cock and placed the condom on the tip and slowly began to unroll it down the length. 

"I can't wait to feel ever bulging vein of this beautiful cock inside my hot...wet...pussy."

After she covered the full length of his cock, she swung her leg over and faced him, holding his cock, she slowly backed her pussy onto it. "Are you ready to fuck me?" She asked him.

He was breathing heavy, "God, yes."

She pushed back a little and his enlarged cock head pushed slightly inside of her waiting pussy. He could feel the warmth of her body radiate through the condom.

Mary leaned forward and they kissed. She slide her tongue past his lips and the further her tongue went into his mouth, the further she pushed her pussy down his cock until he was fully in her. She moaned deep into his mouth, her tongue swirled around his.

Her pussy was tight and she pulsed her muscles, literally massaging his cock inside her pussy.

"You like that little trick I learned?"

"MmmHmm."

"I've never used it on my husband, he's such a boring fuck."

"His loss..." Jim had never been with a married woman and couldn't think of how he felt about that. His little head was controlling all of this thoughts now and all he knew was that he was fucking this hot, tight bodied woman.

He leaned forward and began licking and sucking one of her hard nipples. She moaned and began grinding her pussy on his cock.

"You ready to take control, you hot fuck?" She ask, looking at him with pure lust in her eyes. Jim sat up and she wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his back. He flipped them both over to where Mary was laying on the bed and he was on top, he didn't wait and started fucking her hard and furious with lust.

"Your pussy feels so good." 

"Oh, fuck me harder, you hot fuck."

Jim fucked her hard and pounded his cock into her pussy harder with each thrust. Each one getting him closer as he could feel his load building up in his balls. 

"Ohh, Mary. You are such a great fuck."

"Mmm, god..."

He keep fucking her but knew he was about to explode. He leaned forward and pushed in deep, feeling his dick tense up and release a load of hot cum.

He moaned out as he continued to fuck her. Mary's eyes were closed and she rolled her head back, "Just a little more..."

He felt another load getting ready to be released. "Gaaa, I'm about to cum again..."

"Do it...do it...do...ahhh." She gripped the head boards as an orgasm rolled through her body. The sight of her cumming pushed Jim to the limit and with a deep groan, he felt another load join the first. He collapsed on her, breathing heavy. She wrapped her arms around him.

Mary smiled, "I can't how great that was."

"You were great." He held the condom as he slipped his cock out of her slick pussy and rolled over laying next to her. She looked at him and smiled, "Thanks."

Mary kissed him before getting up. "I have to run and get cleaned up before my husband gets bored with the slot machines."

As she slipped on her bikini, "I hope you'll be available often during the cruise."

"So do I."

As she was about to leave, "Oh, you almost missed this opportunity."

He cocked an eyebrow.

"Under the code, when you decide to host, always leave your door open," she opened the door and let it rest almost closed. "So, the other party can slip in without knocking."

"Thanks and sorry."

"Don't be, I knew you were new to all of this." She gave a small wave and slipped out the door.

Jim laid back on the bed.

It was nearing time for dinner. And, if he's lucky, dessert.