4 comments/ 27049 views/ 11 favorites Kat's Cruise Ch. 01 By: Merry_Mack The lack of natural sound was something Clayton always hated. For the week or so he was at sea, his ears were filled with all sorts of manufactured sounds. Whether it was the drone of the ship's engines, the fake laughter from drunken passengers, or the awful stage shows... it was all fake and manufactured. As he took a deep breath and peered out at the empty horizon, Clayton wished for something new and exciting to happen. Something... where he could feel alive again. His thoughts quickly returned to his laborious job of literally swabbing the decks. The constant spray of saltwater was murder on all things wood and steel, and since this was Disney's "Happiest Cruise Ship on Earth" everything had to be spotless. Ergo... he needed to swab the decks from stem to stern every single day. The tedious labor was not the worst part believe it or not. No... the worst part was how the majority of the super wealthy would assume he was worthless... or they would not acknowledge that he even existed as he toiled in the Caribbean sun. They would act all upset if they needed to move from one luxury recliner to the next as he cleaned the decks. They would hold conversations about the lack of quality personnel on the ship and point to him as example... not caring if he heard them or not. Clayton took another deep breath and wheeled his mop bucket to the man lift for employees only and headed up to the deck housing the most expensive Concierge Royal Suites. As the servos in the elevator whined to a stop, Clayton closed his eyes and envisioned what it would be like to actually be able to sit down and enjoy the palatial amenities the suites afforded to the rich snobs who took it all for granted. The doors opened and Clayton whisked around the corner looking over his right shoulder as he turned and headed left, the wheels of his mop bucket clicked loudly as they traveled down the marble floored hallway. Before he gained the full stride of his 6 foot something frame, he impacted with a guest and tumbled to the floor in a most ungraceful manner. Before he even hit the floor Clayton expected to hear a string of profanities that would make a Marine Drill Instructor blush. No doubt his job would be threatened and he would need to remain below decks for the remainder of the cruise. As the contents of the guest's travel back spewed out all over the floor it was clearly apparent that this one high dollar woman. A bottle of designer sunscreen slid about 10 feet away leaving a trail of sweet smelling oil in its wake. Clayton turned his head as he tried to sit up and saw a long toned leg ending in a pair of Manolo Blahnik high heel shoes. Strangely this woman had not made a sound yet. Clayton immediately assumed the woman must have been knocked unconscious , and his eyes darted up her toned body - across her ample breasts - and then were trapped by the gaze of her fully conscious and piercing dark brown eyes. Making eye contact with a wealthy guest was nearly always fatal to the crew and Clayton immediately lowered his gaze and inadvertently got a full on view of the ample bosom belonging to the woman he had just knocked to the ground. Being a young man in the prime of his sexual life, he could not help but notice how perfect they were. Slightly out of proportion with the rest of her body, and yet soft and natural with a pendulous quiver as she tried to catch her breath. "Well hello there Sailor!" The woman giggled as she took in her new bearings. "I didn't realize the seas would be so rough today!" With that, she started to laugh and in a most normal fashion, she began to grab the items of her bag and put them back inside. As Clayton stammered to his feet, he managed to blurt "I AM SO SORRY!" and the woman continued to giggle to herself as she chased a tube of lipstick from getting away. "Oh sweetie it's ok.." the woman said and lifted her hand up to Clayton. He instinctively took it and expertly helped her to her feet. Once again they made eye contact as she smiled and said, "It's not the first time I've been knocked off my feet by a handsome young man!" With this she gave a playful wink, and Clayton's heart skipped a beat. Clayton was in total shock at the natural beauty of this woman. Not only did she have the body of a much younger woman - who took fantastic care of herself, but she had an inner beauty that was like an aura surrounding her and all those she came in contact with. He did not feel the normal sensation of fear or loathing around this woman. She seemed friendly, attractive, and even... inviting. "What's your name hon?" she asked as she adjusted her bikini top. "CLAYTON!" burst forth from his lips as he tried to keep from staring at her cleavage. "Nice name Clayton... My name is Kat... with a K". Clayton's mind was trying to figure out what would happen next and he felt Kat grasp his arm firmly as she tilted one leg up so she could inspect the bottom of one of her broken heels. "Well I'm not going anywhere in this, would you help me back to my room?" "Of course!" Clayton said, and walked arm in arm with Kat back to her room. As they walked Kat's hand seemed to travel up and down the length of Clayton's biceps. "Oh my you have nice arms!" Kat said admiringly. For the first time this season, Clayton felt a surge of confidence. "Do you work out?" she asked. Clayton's face flushed red and he could feel his ears getting hot under the brown eyed gaze of his newfound companion. "NO!" he nervously giggled. "I just wash decks all day long." "Well it shows!" and she squeezed his arm once again. A surge of electricity pulsed up his arm across his shoulders and shot straight down to his virgin cock. He was very familiar with the evil desires his cock placed into his soul, and he immediately tensed up in an effort to quell the dark thoughts from progressing. The storm quickly passed and he opened his eyes into the pouting gaze of Kat as she nibbled on her bottom lip. Her look changed from one of tenderness and possibly pity... to one of mischievousness and desire in one long and drawn out smile as her eyes darted down his tall frame and back up again. "Well it was nice meeting you Clayton." she cooed. "I hope to see you around!" And then it happened again... she winked at him just as the door snicked shut. Clayton stood there as his minds recorder hit pause, then rewind, and played the scene over once again. Kat's beautiful and sexy wink went on an infinite loop as he picked up his mop and began to clean up the watery mess on the floor. Unbeknownst to him, Kat was peering out the door of her suite admiring the young man for the potential stud he was. She liked tall men, and this one fit the bill. His arms were indeed taught and firm, but they were not as large as she normally preferred. As the young man finished up cleaning the hallway, Kat got a good view of what mattered most as the white slacks he was wearing pulled tight in just the right area on his left thigh. Kat's ruby red lips once again smiled broadly and were in stark contrast to her white teeth. The tip of her tongue brushed along the bottom of her upper lip and she tore herself away from the view of her next conquest. ************** As Clayton lay in his cramped employee bunk, his mind kept returning to the beautiful woman named Kat who he had unceremoniously knocked to the ground. He was so grateful she was not threatening his job, but he cursed her for causing a much bigger problem. His parents had warned him about being along in the middle of the ocean with all the depravity that occurs on cruise ships, and up until now he had been able to keep his mind pure even though he was surrounded by exposed female bodies. Most of the scantily clad women he encountered were vile creatures inside and it was easy for him to ignore his inner desires for carnal pleasure. However, this time with Kat... it was different. She smiled at him. She touched his arm. She even SQUEEZED his arm and admired it. She seemed like such a good and nice person on the inside and combined with her beauty, she was irresistible. Clayton rolled on his stomach and felt his cock growing as the mattress pressed against him. Visions of Kat swirled in his head as he drifted off into a lustful sleep. The next morning, Clayton awoke abruptly to his alarm and another day. A night of dreaming debauchery had left him feeling somewhat confident, but he knew that this was a sin and he quickly wrapped his soul in self doubt and loathing before once again heading out the door from his tiny room. The early morning sunrise was beautiful to look at and he went to the galley to have his small portion of oatmeal and toast for breakfast. As Clayton was reading the daily work assignments and munching on his toast his supervisor came over the overhead speaker and once again mispronounced his last name. The announcement turned serious, when he was ordered to report to the supervisors office immediately. "Oh no... Kat must not have been so nice after all" he thought as he washed the dry toast down with the last bit of milk in his glass. Clayton made his way through the twisting hallways in the bowls of the ship and up into the mid level deck where his supervisor was located. When he entered the office, he was shocked to see not only his boss, but the Ship's Doctor and head of Guest Services standing inside waiting for him. His heart nearly stopped at the site, and he quietly took a seat beneath their unblinking gaze. "Clayton... " the Doctor began, and took a deep breath, "we have been made aware that you were involved in an... accident... with one of our VIP guests." Clayton looked up from his chair at the Doctor who continued, "This guest stated that she had fallen in the hallway when you happened to come out of the service elevator, and help her." Clayton was confused and processing the information he just heard and he noticed the Head of Guest Services begin to smile, and she interrupted. "Clayton you made SUCH an impression on her that she has personally requested that you join her and her husband TONIGHT at the Captains Table for the evening dinner service!"At that all of the senior members in the room smiled except for Clayton's supervisor who looked incredibly sour at the thought of one of the lowest employees on board the ship get such an honor. After all the back slapping and hand shaking, Clayton was whisked off to another part of the ship where formal clothing for employees was kept. Before he knew it, he was fully dressed to the nines in a sharp black tuxedo, mirror finish black shoes, and his dark brown hair had been formed into a style that looked impossible just a few hours ago. Clayton stood in front of the 3 panel mirror and felt another surge of confidence as he looked upon his new self. Perhaps his life was finally changing for the better. ************* The salty air was thick as Clayton walked along the wood deck while glancing at his watch nervously. He took a deep breath and heard the familiar chime of the ships P.A. system. Soon after an announcement was made that the captains dinner was to begin in 15 minutes, and a friendly reminder that all guests in attendance must be wearing formal attire. Clayton reached up to adjust his bowtie for the 867th time, and then felt his cummerbund to make sure he was indeed 'catching his crumbs' with the ornate folds of deep red waist sash. He heard some giggling coming from the rail above him, and there stood too young girls who earlier in the cruise had mocked him for his slovenly appearance. Clayton's emotions were highly mixed at his current predicament. One the one hand it felt good to have such attractive girls take notice of him. On the other hand, it made him angry that they were so superficial to not even notice that he was the same person they had mocked only a few days earlier. The only difference was his hair was now professionally styled and he was wearing a tuxedo that cost more than he even dared imagine. He glanced back up at them and the redhead gave him a flirtatious smile and wave as she nibbled on her bottom lip. Clayton felt a wave of pent up desire wash over him, and he could feel his cock beginning to stiffen up in his pleated pants. Embarrassed, he looked back down at the wood floor before him and quickly headed off to the main dining hall. ************* While still several steps away from the main entrance, Clayton could hear the elegant chamber orchestra playing classical music. The smells from the kitchen were absolutely divine, and the guests gathered around the doorway all looked multiple levels above Clayton's station in life. A voice inside his head was screaming at him to turn around and dive back down into the bowels of the ship where he belonged, but he persevered and took hold of the polished brass door handle. When he pulled the door open, all of his senses were assaulted with the finer things in life: the tinkle of fine china, the sumptuous red velvet seating, the smell of lavishly prepared food, and the thick embellished carpet beneath his feet. A waiter, who he had never seen before, offered him a tray with tiny triangular sandwiches. Clayton took one and began his usual routine of trying to look busy, while finding a seat with its back to an outer wall. He was thoroughly enjoying the taste of his Hors d'Oeuvre and began to sit down. Just then he heard a loud call from across the room, causing many of the guests to fall silent and look around for an explanation. Across the room at the head table, Kat was standing between the captain and a large hulking man with a short haircut. She was dressed in a red form fitting cocktail gown that accentuated all of her flawless curves. She waved her satin gloved hands at Clayton, and began to motion for him to come forward. This caused the muffled crowd to turn their heads in his direction laying all eyes on his over-stuffed cheek, and wide horrified eyes. After what seemed like an eternity, the din of the crowd returned, and Clayton swallowed the food that had been lodged in his cheek. HIs feet felt like they were lead as he walked through the crowd, but the beauty of Kat's face, and the beckoning of her toned arms pulled him forward. When he reached her side, she unceremoniously threw her arms around him and gave him a tight hug. Her large breasts pressed firmly into Clayton's chest and the warm sensation began to spread in all directions. When she released her grip on him, she took his hand and regarded the captain. "Now Merrill... THIS is the young man I have been raving about! You need to keep a sharp eye on this young man and make sure he is taken care of!" Clayton could not believe his ears. Merrill? Was that the Captain's first name? She didn't even refer to him as 'Captain'... she just used his first name as if they were high school buddies. "Yes Ma'am!" The Captain replied and gave her a broad smile. "Now you sit right here next to me, Clayton... " Kat said as she leaned over patting the plush high back chair next to her. Clayton's eyes were fixed on Kat's deep brown eyes, but in the periphery of his vision he could see her exposed pale cleavage held back by the formed fabric of her dress. As her hand patted the chair, soft ripples traversed her bosom in a most hypnotic fashion. Kat knew exactly what she was doing to the poor lad, and she smiled broadly at the reaction she was getting from him. Clayton nervously took his seat and then rapidly stood up again when the captain cleared his throat noisily. The Captains eyes were wide and his head was tilted towards the ladies that were still standing. Kat gave a gracious soft laugh and then took her own seat allowing everyone else to follow suit. As Clayton once again sat down he pulled his chair forward and composed himself for the forthcoming meal. He hoped that his red face was not too visible. The first several courses of the meal proceeded without much incident. Kat was quite the talker and was informing everyone at the table how the business her husband had started was going like gangbusters and how they had recently finished construction on their winter retreat in Whitefish Lake, Montana. Clayton's mind began to wander a bit at the thought of never being able to visit such a place when a most peculiar thing happened. As Kat was talking, she held a tall Champaign glass in her gloved left hand. Clayton could clearly see her hand, but yet - at the same time- he felt a hand being softly placed on his left knee. Clayton swallowed hard, and turned to see Kat's right arm straight down at her side and disappearing under the folds of the floor length tablecloth. Clayton shifted uncomfortably in his chair as he cleared his throat, successfully relieving the contact from the phantom hand. Just then another guess made a typical rick person's joke and the entire table erupted in polite laughter. Clayton could see Kat's shoulder move slightly and the mystery hand was once again on his knee, but several inches higher this time. Not only that, but it was gripping quite tightly! Clayton was sitting bolt upright in his chair and he turned to look at Kat with his now familiar wide eyes. Kat regarded him warmly and batted her long eyelashes at him. "So Clayton... " She said to the entire table, "tell us about yourself. Where are you from?" With this her grip relented slightly, but the electricity from her hand being several inches above his knee and a short distance from his cock was still present. Clayton cleared his throat and his mind went totally blank. "I am uhhh" he stammered. "From Georgia originally." "Really?" Kat said and glanced around the table. "Well Hubby is getting ready to start a satellite office for our new product line... in Georgia!" Everyone at the table murmured at the unique coincidence, and Kat's hand moved up Clayton's leg another inch. "Now do you have any hobbies?" Kat asked warmly. Clayton could barely form a sentence as his cock head began to stir. Oh no... his evil private parts are once again turning his thoughts to mush. He shifted in his chair once again, but Kat kept her hand perfectly in place. "I... uhhhh... I like to collect pearls!" Clayton stammered. Several men at the table had their eyebrows shoot up at such an unusual hobby. Clayton felt highly embarrassed at letting such private information about himself slip out in such a public forum, but he felt compelled to explain. "When I was a kid, I would swim out into the ocean to my own private bed of oysters and collect the pearls for my college money." Kat took a deep breath in apparent admiration and looked around the table ginning up support. "Now isn't that what we need more of in this country? Here is a young man who used the environment and his own ingenuity to educate himself and wind up here... benefitting all of us here tonight." The table agreed in unison, and Kat's hand inched up higher still. Clayton tried to keep his cock from growing down the same pant leg, but it was no use. The energy and warmth from her hand was travelling straight to his cock and it was growing at a furious rate. Thankfully the spotlight left Clayton as another one of the esteemed guests began to talk about their grandson. The sensation of his clock pulsing forward through his imitation silk boxers, fed upon itself and made his cock grow fast and faster with each one of his heart beats. Then, just as the conversation at the table switched over to the Captain - and his plans for the next day of the cruise, Clayton's cock pulsed forward and made contact with Kat's gloved hand resting lightly on his thigh. Even though layers of fabric separated them, the connection was instantaneous. Kat's eyes visibly widened and she turned to regard Clayton with a look of shock. Clayton was mortified at the lack of control he had over his body and was frozen in fear at the revulsion Kat must be feeling at this moment. The Captain made some sort of announcement which caused the table to erupt in applause, and Kat lifted her hand from Clayton's thigh and began to do an incredibly refined golf clap. Clayton used the opportunity to take his glass of chilled water and began to rapidly drink it down to relieve his parched throat. Kat's Cruise Ch. 01 As the applause died down, and the attention turned to the arriving desert plates, Kat's hand once again went beneath the table cloth and she firmly placed it on top of Clayton's cock head giving it a firm squeeze. Clayton choked on his water and thankfully did not spew it out across the table but instead caught everything in his glass as he pushed back from the table. With an Oscar winning performance, Kat turned in her chair and began to pat Clayton's back while asking if he was ok. The other guests were concerned as well because Clayton was turning several shades of red. "I'm fine!" Clayton blurted out as he dabbled his linen napkin on his wet chin. "Really! I'm fine!" He tried to turn in his chair but Kat placed her opposite hand on his knee once again while continuing to pat his back with the other. "Oh sweetie... Are you sure?" And with this, the hand on his leg once again shot up and found his swollen member. Clayton's eyes shot over to Kat's rather large and imposing husband who was staring at him with little emotion visible. Fear shot like a bolt from Kat's hand up to Clayton's brain and out to the man she called her husband. Clayton was going to die at the brute's hands if he ever found out what was happening mere feet away. "YES! " Clayton stood up as fast as he could, and then slightly bent over from the strain in his pants. "I really need to take care of something I forgot earlier." He turned his hips from the table as best he could, and stammered "W-will you excuse me?" All the guests shook their heads in apparent concern for the young man, as he quickly made his exit from the room. For her part, Kat took her linen napkin and gently dabbed it at each order of her mouth and excused herself from the table to check on the poor lad. ************* To say Clayton was mortified was an understatement. Never in his life had he ever felt so out of control and embarrassed - not to mention afraid for his life! Clayton raced from the dining hall and down 2 decks to the observation area at the back of the ship. The drone of the engines and the sound of the churning water below gave him comfort now as opposed to the usual dread. How could he be such a failure?! He had long been warned about the evils of sexual contact, and he had remained untouched for all of his 21 years. He had successfully refrained from looking at any of the smut on television, and had only briefly caught a glimpse of an open Hustler magazine in the trash he was collecting. He was a pure as a young man could be, and yet he still could not control his cock or the impulses he had around this MARRIED woman named Kat. Just thinking of her name sent multiple flashes of impure thoughts through his head. His mind first saw her bosom pushed up behind her tight fitting cocktail dress. Then he flashed to her long legs as they were laid out before him on the hallway floor where they first men. Clayton took a deep breath of the salty air to clear his head. Being unsuccessful, his mind forced him to look upon what was happening beneath the table mere moments ago: Kat's gloved hand resting on top his throbbing cock that was creeping down one leg of his pleated tuxedo pants. "You ok sweetie?" Kats voice was directly behind him. Clayton spun around in shock to see Kat standing there in all her glamour with a soft pouty look of concern on her face. Clayton focused on her ruby red bottom lip that was sticking out ever so slightly. He had never wanted to kiss a woman more badly in his life. He wanted to suck on her bottom lip and take her in his arms and... "Oh my you look so upset!" Kat said as he drew nearer to the young man who was seemingly trying to climb the rail backwards over the stern of the ship. "Whatever happened back there that made you leave in such a hurry?" With each slow phrase, Kat drew nearer. The smell of her perfume wafted over Clayton and he found himself starting to relax. "NO!" His conscience yelled at him. "REMAIN STRONG!" Clayton found his spine and blurted out, "I don't think you realized what you were doing back there Mrs... " A pregnant pause followed as Kat stood toe to toe with the tall young man. Her dark brown eyes gazed up into his, and she gently draped one of her gloved arms over his shoulder. The positioning of her arm exposed a large gap in her formed top, and Clayton could clearly see down into the depths between her large breasts. Immediately his cock began to respond. "Just call me Kat" she purred, and placed her other arm across his opposite shoulder. Clayton could feel her breasts once again pressing against his abdomen, and the warmth from her body was spreading in all directions. The smell of her hair combined with her perfume now totally intoxicated the young man, and he found himself unable to form a coherent thought. Kat leaned forward and her nose gently tickled Clayton's neck as she took in a deep breath. Claytons cock was once again heading down the only path available, and the strain to his boxers was building. Kat pushed her waist against his, causing the pressure to build - and she leaned back from his chest to straightened his bow tie. She looked up at him with large eyes and softly said, "Whatever do you mean about what happened back there?" Her eyes batted up and down in evil innocence. "Y- You were... touching me in- inapr... inappropriately!" Clayton was proud of himself for getting the entire word out and he hoped the temptress before him would get the message. What happened next would be the cause of many self-induced mental checks for Clayton to verify his sanity. Without warning, Kat's eyes turned to complete desire, and Clayton felt her gloved hand once again firmly press up against his growing cock. This time, however her hand did not stop at merely pressing against him, but she actually gripped him tightly through the fabric of his tuxedo and moved up slightly. The sensation was enough to put several cracks in the mighty wall of Claytons moral dam. Years of pent up sexual frustration began to churn behind the wall as Clayton shuddered beneath Kat's firm grip. Kat could see the young man's eyes roll over in their sockets, and she smiled at the power she had over him. She gave him a minute to recover, and just as his eyes began to focus once again she simultaneously gave him another squeeze and leaned forward to his opening mouth. The kiss the two shared was admittedly one sided: Clayton merely stood in place frozen while Kat thrust her tongue forward into his mouth finding his sweet innocence delicious. Before their kiss ended, Kat took Claytons' bottom lip between her lips and gently sucked on it until it popped free and she opened her eyes once again. The poor boy began to shudder in place. Kat looked up into his eyes and saw that they were widening in horror. Claytons convulsions were growing and he lost complete control of his body. "What is happening to me?" Clayton thought as a strange energy suddenly built up in his cock. The sensation was incredible and he could not hold back what his body would no longer deny. The moral dam in his mind broke open and all his sexual energy was released in an uncontrollable flow of exquisite thoughts and feelings. For her part, Kat backed up while keeping a firm grip on Clayton's throbbing cock. She looked down in the soft light from the deck lights ,and could see Clayton's black pants turn a different shade of black as warm liquid began to soak the fabric. Kat smiled and gave a slight moan, as she softly stroked the unseen cock inside his pants. The slow motion of Kat's hand caused several more pulses to pass through Clayton, and with each one Kat would give an approving Moan or soft "Yes!" After nearly a minute of pure ecstasy, Clayton came to his senses and realized what had happened. "OH GOD NO!" he said as he felt the warmth from his cock extending all the way down his pant leg and into his shoe. Kat removed her hand so he could get a clear view of his ruined pants. The darkened streak extended very noticeably down the entire front to his shoe. "WHAT AM I GOING TO DO??" Kat let her catch twist on the hook for a while, and then she said "My my... those pants are ruined! You must clean up before anyone catches you like this!" "Will you please help me?" Clayton said desperately. "I am so sorry Ma'am! I don't know what came over me!" "Oh I do!" Kat giggled. "Follow me, and we'll get you cleaned up. Don't worry about those pants... I know just what to do with them!" With that she took Clayton by the hand and let him through the twisting hallways. Clayton's mind was a blur and he found it difficult to keep track of exactly what was going on or where he was headed. Before long the familiar click of heals against a marble floor could be heard, and he realized that he was standing exactly where he had first met Kat in their hallway collision. Kat produced a set of keys from somewhere and quick as a flash Clayton was in her darkened room... alone. ************* Clayton turned to protest his entering a guest's room while occupied, and just as he was taking a breath to cite the code of conduct for all employees, he felt a strong push against his shoulders sending him backwards across the room and into one of the large plush sofas. He landed with a soft plop, and couldn't help but admire how comfortable the expensive sofa really was. He blinked in the darkness and could not see much, except for the glow on the private deck from the ship's exterior lighting. Soon the lithe figure of Kat passed through the glow outlining her curvy feminine form, and she disappeared into the darkness once again. "Take your pants off." She stated succinctly. "They need to be washed as soon as possible." The severity of his situation slammed back into Clayton's mind and he obediently began to fumble with the cummerbund and belt beneath. Down the hallway a soft light turned on and he could hear the sound of bathwater being turned on. The light from the closing door faded away, and Clayton sat down to remove his socks and shoes. Once that was done he slipped his pants off and balled them up in shame. He was thankful for the darkness as he stood there in his boxers waiting for his next command. Before long, the door at the end of the hallway opened once again and this time, he could clearly see Kat - still in her dress - enter the hallway and turn to walk towards him. She seemed a bit shorter now, as she had removed her heels. She seemed to float like an angel down the hall outlined in the soft light from the bathroom. When she got close, Clayton could smell her perfume once again. Another charge of electricity pulsed into his hand when she took his pants from him and their fingers touched. He saw her smile at his sensitivity, and once again he felt strangely at ease around her. "Sit." she said plainly as she walked back down the hallway to the bathroom. Clayton complied obediently, and sat back down in the plush material of the sofa. The exotic fabric felt wonderful against his bare legs, and he glanced around the dark room nervously. Just as his nerves were about to get the better of him, Kat appeared next to him. "Don't worry about your pants sweetie. They are soaking in the tub and we'll just say that you accidentally slipped into the pool. No one will ever know." Kat said. She was standing above him pushing the fabric of her loves down tight between her fingers. "Now... " she said in a deep voice, "you are going to do exactly as I say." Clayton didn't know what to say, and just stared at her. "Nod your head if you understand." whispered Kat. Clayton Nodded furiously. "First... " she began to move in front of him, "I want you stay sitting down, and help me unzip this dress." Kat lifted her arms above her head and ran her hands behind her neck. Her long flowing locks of deep brown hair lifted off of her shoulders as she turned her back to him exposing her well defined shoulders. Clayton shifted his weight to stand up, when he heard the command. "SIT!" she barked at him, and he obeyed. Then... ever so slowly Kat lowered her bottom down onto Claytons lap, where she let her full weight pin his stiffening cock between his legs. She looked over one shoulder at him and even in the dim light he could see a mischievous sparkle. "Oooh!" Kat purred and ground her hips from side to side on Clayton's lap. "Such a big boy!" she exclaimed with smile. Clayton found that he was once again not in control of his body as his cock began to swell mightily in perfect rhythm to the gyrations of her hips. "Don't forget!" She said and tilted her spine from side to side. Clayton remembered his command and his hands shot up to the middle of her back. He fumbled for what seemed like an eternity to find the tiny zipper, but once he did he slowly pulled the zipper down exposing Kat's bare back to the dark air. "That's nice" Kat hissed as she clasped her arms across her bosom and stood up. The release of her weight from his lap allowed Clayton's cock to stand up like a tent pole in his loose boxers. Kat turned around clasping her loose dress across her breasts and acted in complete and utter shock at the size of the young man before her. She let her mouth hang open in apparent disbelief and she opened her eyes wide. "Oh my!" She exclaimed, and put a hand to her cheek in faux shock. Clayton's world came crashing back down around him. He was alone in the room of a MARRIED VIP guest who was on a first name basis with the Captain! Not only that but he had a raging erection and she was staring at it in horror! Images of the girls on deck laughing at him flashed through his mind, along with all the other embarrassing moments in his life. In the darkness Clayton turned 6 shades of red and desperately tried to find a nearby pillow to cover up with. Finally finding one, Clayton immediately began to cover up in shame. His arm was forcefully blocked by Kat , who like her namesake, moved like flash down onto her knees in front of him, and was tightly clasping the wrist of his hand that had the pillow of salvation. "Ah ah ah!" she said, and clicked her tongue while shaking her head. "Just what do you think you are doing?" Claytons hand relaxed a bit and the pillow fell free from his hand. "I am so sorry Mrs... " Kat's free index finger pressed on both of Clayton's lips, "Shhhhhhhhhh" she said. "I told you... call me Kat" Clayton's eyes stared at her, unsure what to do next. Kat released the grip on his wrist, and told him, "Now I need you to be very quiet. Do you understand?" Clayton nodded, and Kats finger left his lips. "Good boy." she said approvingly. "Now... " Kat took in a deep breath and adjusted the top of her dress that was barely clinging onto her breasts. "... it's true I am married." Claytons heart began to beat faster. Kat looked down and slightly pulled at the side of her dress exposing just the top edge of her left breast. "And my husband is a VERY... " another slight tug, and the top edge of her right breast became visible. "... Jealous man." Clayton's heart was racing at full tilt now. He was seeing breasts for the first time in his life, and they were more impressive than his wildest sinful dreams had ever conceived. He was also becoming more terrified by the second as the topic of Kat's husband was elaborated upon. "In fact... " Kat took another deep sighing breath while glancing over her shoulder in a move that completely exposed her left breast to Clayton, "I shudder to think what he would do if he were in the room right now seeing us like this... He does have QUITE the temper." The two syllables of her last word were punctuated with her right breast bouncing from side to side as it fell free from her form fitting dress. Clayton could not belief his eyes and his cock was having nothing more to do with his boxers. There in the darkness between Kat's heavy breasts, Claytons cock extended below his bunched up boxers, and slowly pulsated out towards the pale heaving mounds of beauty. Kat moved forward slightly and his cock head gently kissed her left nipple. "Oh!" Kat said and looked down in surprise. A glistening string of precum stretched between her nipple and the pulsing purple cock before her. She knew exactly what all men wanted. Each man wants to feel like they are the biggest and best a woman has ever seen, and Kat was a master at giving men what they want. "Why Clayton... you naughty... " she began to lower herself to the level of his knees. "... NAUGHTY... " her breath was hot on his cock head, "... boy!" with this, the tip of his cock disappeared behind her full lips. Clayton had never experienced anything of the sort and he immediately tensed up. He could hear Kat moan softly, and the vibrations traveled up his waist and straight into his spine. He felt a tug, and heard an audible pop come from her lips. He looked down to see Kat holding his cock at the root and wagging it back and forth as she studied it intensely. "I... just don't know!" she muttered to herself. "Know what?" Clayton asked in a euphoric daze. "I just don't know if it will fit! You are soooooo HUGE!" Clayton felt a wave of confidence crash against him. "She things I'm huge!" he thought to himself. He had always felt like he was about average, but Kat made him feel like a monster. Could it be true? Could this woman who was more incredible than any other he had ever met actually be surprised with his size? Surely she had seen many other cocks in her lifetime and had seen better. Clayton looked back down at her, and the look of utter disbelief was still etched on her face. "Would you mind if I suck your cock Clayton?" Kat whispered. "I've never had a cock like yours before... " Before he could even answer, the warm sensation of Kat's mouth enveloping his entire swollen head was felt. Instinctively, Claytons hips moved up and Kat took the extra inch in her mouth with ease. "... mmmmmm" she moaned sending the waves of energy out once more. Clayton tilted his head back and looked at the ceiling with its intricate brass canned lights. His eyes had adjusted to the dark, and he could see the reflection of Kat's beautiful hair moving up and down in the reflective surface of the light fixture. With each movement up, Kat would make a slight slurping sound which was very erotic, and with each movement down, she would allow a little bit more of his shaft to disappear from view. "oh my G... " he started to say when Kat immediately stopped her expert attention, and smacked him on his inner thigh. "You MUST be quiet! If my husband hears you... " Clayton immediately fell silent. Clayton pondered that while the thought of dying was not a good one, kicking the can to experience this might just be worth it! His concerns gradually faded as once again the rhythm of slurping and moaning continued. After a short while the feeling in his cock began to take an urgent turn, and his testicles began to tighten up against the bunched fabric of his boxers. Seemingly having E.S.P., Kat ordered, "Stand up." Clayton obeyed and stood up as best he could given the precarious position of his erection and his boxer shorts. Kat clicked her tongue in disapproval, "This will NOT do." She reached up and gently bent his cock down while simultaneously pulling his boxers down across his backside. Kat looked up at him, and alternatively pulled each side of his boxers down one at a time. With each tug one side would fall and inch and expose a bit more of his cock from each side. Kat was thoroughly enjoying teasing herself until finally she reached the bottom and the youthful cock sprang forward and bounced repeatedly impacting her cheek on occasion. Kat giggled out loud and took hold of the massive cock by wrapping her index finger and thumb tightly around the base. She squeezed and watched as the head plumped up like an angry cobra. Clayton looked down at this beautiful topless woman who was studying his cock like a price trophy, and felt more like a man than he ever had in his life. He felt complete and he felt confident for the first time ever. Kat turned her face to the side and slapped Clayton's heavy cock against her cheek with a surprising amount of force. The slapping sound aroused both of them and she quickly began to suck him down further this time deeper and deeper until she needed to lift herself up on her knees to get a proper angle for allowing him to penetrate the back of her throat. Kat's Cruise Ch. 01 The slurping sounds were much louder as Kat began to take Clayton almost all the way to his root. Clayton's eyes were fixed on at as she reached forward and grabbed each of bare ass cheeks and squeezed them. The new sensation caused him to thrust forward while Kat simultaneously pulled him hard into her mouth. The resistance he felt caused his testicles to rise up on either side of his cock and Clayton felt like he was ready to explode. With one loud slurp, Kat removed the massive member from her mouth and she reached up with her gloved hand gently pulled the hyper stimulated balls back down to their normal position. Once the young buck relaxed a bit, Kat buried her face at the root of his cock and extended her long tongue down under his ball sack and flicked each of his balls with a gentle yet firm motion. The sensation was more than Clayton ever believe possible, and Kat began to stroke his cock furiously up and down while gently sucking and tugging on each of his engorged balls. "They feel so full... " Kat said between pops as each one pulled from the suction of her soft lips. "Are you going to give me a pearl necklace Clayton?" "What?" Clayton said. "Oh sweetie... you have so much I can teach you" Kat purred and she once again assaulted his cock taking it down to nearly to the root once again. Kat placed both of her hands on her thighs and continued to take Clayton back and forth in her mouth and completely hands free. The young buck was thrusting his hips forward with abandon, and Kat met him stride for stride. Glistening strands of saliva and precum attached the root of Claytons cock to Kat's wet chin in a glistening arc. Occasionally she would stop and suck in the entire length of the glistening strand to once again be deposited along his impressive swollen cock head. As Clayton was once again nearing his second release of the night, his cock was freed from Kat's soft and warm mouth with an audible pop. "You will want to see this my dear" Kat said smiling and she reached to a remote on the nearby coffee table. She furiously pressed one of the buttons, and the can light above them slowly increased in brightness to where all of her naked glory could be seen. Clayton watched as Kat's breasts danced back and forth with the combined motion of her head movements and his hip thrusts. In the soft light he could see her nipples begin to harden, and he practically fell over when she reached up with both hands and began to gently pull on the erect nubs. The sensation must have felt good for her because she began to moan deeply in the back of her throat. Hearing this, and in a moment of erotic abandon, Clayton reached forward and grabbed each side of Kat's head and trust into her mouth a dozen times before he shuddered and completely froze in place. With this, Kat knew exactly what would be happening next and she lowered herself back down to sit on her heels to await her treasured prize. The cool sensation of the dark air surrounded Clayton's dripping wet cock, but was soon replaced by the furious motion of Kat's gloved hand stroking him his full length. "Yes baby... " Kat hissed. "... give all to me" The low tone of her voice was all it took, and Clayton began to convulse wildly. The first stream of his cum rushed forth and arced up and over her entire head and landed on the expensive carpet behind her. The second nearly did the same thing but caught some of her hair and added a beautiful white strip down the center of her dark mane. The third and forth ropes coated her face from her forehead all the way down to her lower chin. The white glistening liquid sparkled in the light and Kat smiled broadly. Clayton's orgasm continued and Kat leaned back further while lifting her breasts as an offering to the young cock. It was still spewing out its approval and she managed to coat both of her large breasts with multiple long strands of cum. Kat looked entirely pleased with herself as she squeezed every last drop out of the young buck, causing him to shudder and convulse from both pleasure and a touch of pain. "My my... there is a LOT there!" Kat said in disbelief. "Even after you filled your pant leg!" Clayton looked down at the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. There in the soft light was the woman of his dreams. Her perfectly styled hair was slightly disheveled, and she had a large white streak over the top of her head. Down both sides of her face were thick ropes of cum that were dripping off of her chin, and falling down onto her breasts which she was still holding in her hands. As his eyes looked down her neck, and onto her breasts it finally connected with him what she meant when asked about a pearl necklace. He marveled in the fact that he had decorated her so fully, and he watched with satisfaction as she slowly ran her finger through his white cum and encircled each of her hard nipples. "You did good... " Kat said with a wry grin - the strands of cum still extending off her face. "I think I'll keep you... What do you think honey?" Clayton looked at her quizzically, and then he heard the sound of heavy claps from a dark corner in the room. Kat lowered her gaze into the darkness and smiled broadly at the unseen stranger. The heavy clapping continued, and a large hulking man stood up. Clayton instantly recognized the haircut and was frozen in fear. It was Kat's HUSBAND! The dark figure was taking slow steps towards the illuminated couple. A deep voice emanated from the shadow giving Clayton his final choice, "Nice job BOY... " A large hand extended from the darkness into a bowl of walnuts sitting on the end of the coffee table. The hand retracted into the darkness, and the voice continued, "I will let my wife keep you as her new toy... If you do WHATEVER she wants." A loud crack was heard between the man's knuckles and then the sound of chewing filled the room. Two empty halves of the once proud walnut shell danced out across the lit end of the coffee table along with several small pieces of the shattered shell. "If not, I'll have to dispose of you like all the other toys she's broken" Clayton looked down at Kat's face a little more wary this time. His mind was screaming at him to run away and never look back, but his body looked at his pearl necklace across her breasts and her smiling cum covered face... so he nodded his head in agreement. Kat giggled like a school girl and gave Clayton's semi-deflated cock a kiss and licked away the drip of cum that stuck to her lips. She looked at him with those big brown eyes and gave him a naughty wink. "Now is when the fun REALLY begins" She said with a wink. Kat's Cruise Ch. 02 Clayton sat bolt upright in his bunk bed with a deep gasp. He promptly impacted the low ceiling in his crew quarters and then flopped back on his pillow while grasping his forehead. Through each throb of pain, he could feel his forehead developing a large red bump. "Fffffffffuck!" he hollered as he held his skull tightly in order to stop the pain. A few fractured visions of Kat groping him at the rail of the ship flashed through his mind. "Wow what a dream" he thought to himself. It had all seemed so real! The details of the delicious captains dinner...Kat's incredible body filling out the top of her dress... Clayton could remember every detail. As he gingerly rolled out of bed and began his morning routine, vivid flashes from his dream continued. Eventually his mind paused and fixated upon the ultimate moment - in which was Kat making him some sort of crazy offer about being her new 'toy' - all while under the terrifying watch of her brute of a husband. "Wow I need to get out more..." he thought, and let out a deep sigh "If only something like that could REALLY would happen to me." ***** "Hey Loser!" a voice shouted across the cafeteria. Clayton looked up and saw his one true friend on the ship heading towards him. His name was Jonathan. Jonathan was the type that seemed a bit out of place on a cruise ship due to his fair skin and blonde hair. He was shorter than Clayton, and a bit on the skinny side compared to Claytons larger physique. The two of them were as different as night and day in more than just appearance. Jonathan was a very confident 20 something who was positive each woman on the ship wanted to get him in the sack. To be specific, Jonathan was positive that all the ladies wanted him for one specific reason... and that was his 'horse cock' as he called it. He was not afraid to brag about his many conquests, not to mention how the ladies were always so terrified of him once they got him into bed. Clayton of course was always mortified with such conversations, but he just smiled and would let Jonathan get it out of his system so they could talk about other things like the latest online games and movies. Not many had a better knowledge of all things geek than Jonathan, and Clayton appreciated having someone with such knowledge in a job that frowned upon such things. "Morning Jon" Clayton said as he took another spoonful of his oatmeal. "Oat meal and toast... again." Jonathan shook his head and sat down across the table. "Man when are you going to learn you need to give yourself PROTEIN for the ladies!" Jonathan laughed out loud to himself and sat down. He took a big spoonful of his scrambled eggs and actually looked at Clayton for the first time. His eyes widened and were fixed on Clayton's forehead. "DUDE! What happened to your head? You look like a golf ball is trying to escape from your brain!" Jonathan began to reach forward with an extended index finger - his eyes slightly crossed as he fixated on the massive bump. Clayton swatted the hand away and glared at his friend. "I just whacked my head when I woke up this morning. I was having the wildest dream!" "Did the old lady put something in your drink?" Jonathan asked. "What old lady?" Clayton asked as his mind flashed back to his vivid dream once again. "You know... the old lady who you K.O'd in the hallway earlier this week." Jonathan stood his fork up on and let it fall noisily on the table demonstrating the collision. He then flashed a bright white smile that contrasted with his deep blue eyes, and continued with his best faux Spanish accent "So...how was eet 'aving dinner with El Capitan eh?" Clayton sat frozen in place at Jonathan's knowledge of his dream. In his mind, he re-wound the tape of the last few days and then rapidly went through everything once more time. All the events flashed by in a blur until it screeched to a halt focused on Claytons dilating eyes at the cafeteria breakfast table. "OH shit!" Clayton thought, "... maybe it's not a dream!" Snapping fingers brought Clayton out of his self reflection. "Dude what is up with you?" Jonathan was looking at Clayton warily. "You know I hate it when you space out like that..." As Clayton thought about the night before and that it was in fact - a REAL event; a wide grin began to spread across his face. Jonathan slowly mirrored the same look, and he blurted out "YOU DOG! You have the hots for that old MILF don't you!" He reached across the table and punched Clayton in the arm. Clayton could not stop smiling and remained silent while Jonathon began to spew forth all the advice he could think of to bag an older woman. Clayton of course knew that there was MUCH more to the story behind is never ending smile, but he let Jonathan continue to believe that he alone was the ladies man. "Hey man are you even LISTENING to me? You should be taking notes or something... this stuff is GOLDEN...I'm telling you!" Jonathan looked slightly miffed at his friend. "Ahhhh forget it. Let's go see if we can find the 'ol wench to see what your puppy dog eyes see in her anyway..." and with that the two young men got up from the table and set forth to find Kat. ******************** The sun was especially bright and made the blue sky seep exceptionally clear on the deck of the large white ship. Off in the distance the Caribbean waters sparkled like diamonds as the mighty ship softly plowed through the small waves. Kat was sitting in her old fashioned style deck chair looking every bit the curvaceous pinup model that was so lacking in the current era of stick figure women. She had on a wide brim hat that hung well over her shoulders and she had on dark oversized 'movie star' sunglasses underneath. The bikini she wore gave her breasts a relaxed hanging look - with no need to be pushed 'up and out' the way less well endowed women preferred. Around her waist was a light colored sash that let any wandering eyes play 'peek-a-boo' with her belly button. It was left to the imagination what style of bikini bottom she was wearing, but based on the small amount being covered up top - many men were waiting for her stand up so they could find out. Two decks above, Clayton and Jonathan were staring down at her admiring the view. For his part, Clayton was once again doubting his own memories as he looked upon the reclined body of the goddess below. He wondered endlessly how a woman such as her could POSSIBLY be interested in him. Jonathan, on the other hand, was looking upon Kat as a slab of meat He knew he could have her... and it was merely a question of if he would allow his buddy to have the slightest chance of scoring. "I'll give it to you man... she does have a rockin' body for an older lady" Jonathan said with a hint of distain as he glanced over at a group of younger girls. He flashed his million dollar smile, and they giggled like children. Clayton looked over at the girls, and couldn't help but notice their ribs protruding from behind their bikini tops. With each breath they took he could count the number of joints in their sternum. Clayton shuddered and looked back down at Kat and their eyes locked together. Kat had heard the young men talking above her long ago, and made sure to give them a good show. She lowered her sunglasses and was taking a deep sip from the extra long straw that was extending out from her bottle of mineral water. When she finally made eye contact with her new toy Clayton, she slowly pursed her lips up and down along the tip of the straw. Her red lacquer lipstick left a large ring around the tip of the straw and she made sure to leave it visible as she reached over and placed the bottle on the stand beside her. Clayton could not take his eyes off Kat. She was the essence of beauty. He watched as she turned her long legs from the recliner and slowly stood up - never taking her eyes off him. She lifted her arm and beckoned for him to come to her with her long index finger. This sent Clayton off the rail like a shot to the nearest stairway. Jonathan was still half heartedly giving advice about the ladies, when he noticed his friends rapid departure. "What the fuck man? Where are you going?" Jonathan, looked back down at Kat who was now focusing on him with her big brown eyes. He found himself unable to muster up his usual bravado as she pierced through his many layers of confidence. The look she was giving him was not the usual airhead smile or drunken lust... it was very intense and very disconcerting. He could feel her distain for him, and he quickly looked away to follow his friend. Kat bent down and ever so slowly to pick up her large wicker weave bag. Several of the men around her finally got the chance to see her bikini bottom and were pleasantly surprised to see that she was all about the tease. She did not need to wear a thong or anything trashy. Instead she wore a modest bikini bottom with high straps on her hips that made her long legs appear even longer. Several jealous wives began to divide glares between Kat and their wayward eyed husbands. Kat reveled in the attention she was receiving when she heard the rapidly approaching footsteps of Clayton... and his friend. Both young men reached Kat just as she happened to rearrange a heavy object in her bag. The forceful movement of her arm caused both of her hanging breasts to sway back and forth bumping into one another. The hypnotic motion made both of them freeze in their tracks and stare with abandon. Kat looked up at them as she stood upright - neither of the poor lads were able to look away and into her eyes. She smiled slightly and cleared her thought for their attention up top. Clayton was the first to obey and he looked into Kat's eyes. Kat looked over at Jonathon who was not being as obedient. Kat reached out with her toned arm and forcefully lifted Jonathan's chin to a level position. "I don't know whether I should slap you or report you..." Kat said with a stern tone. She looked back at Clayton and said, "Your friend here has a lot to learn. Is he always this juvenile?" Jonathan heard the world 'Juvenile' and it broke the trance he was in. He snorted "Juvenile? Pffft lady you have got to be kidding!" Jonathan had once again found his footing and believed with all his being that he was God's gift to all woman kind. He casually looked to the side and then back into Kat's penetrating gaze. "Listen lady, just because my friend here things you're all hot 'n shit doesn't mean you're all THAT!" He casually looked Kat up and down and then performed his patented single eyebrow lift as he looked off to the horizon. Clayton looked on in horror at the exchange happening before him. "I am so sorry Kat... I..." An expertly manicured index finger with ruby red polish pushed gently onto Claytons lips effectively silencing him. Kat looked at him warmly and said "It's ok sweetie... I've got this." The warmth of her gaze chilled as she looked back towards Jonathan. She took one small step towards him and began to straighten out the collar of his polo work shirt. Kat was shorter than he was and looked up at him as she continued to stand very close. Jonathan was surprised by her actions and stood motionless. He could feel her breasts pushing against the bottom of his ribcage, and the smell of her perfume wafted over him. The combination of these sensations, with the addition of her hands near his neck actually caused his cock to stir a bit. Just as he was about to say another charming remark, Kat stood up on her tip toes and whispered in his ear. "I own this boat and everyone on it... you...my little SHIT... need to learn your place!" Kat's incredibly white smile flashed across her face as she stood back and lifted one of her hands to Jonathan's cheek. She softly caressed it before giving it a playful triple tap. "Now you need to come with us if you want to keep your job." Jonathan had been slapped many times in his life. He always figured it was like paying your dues. Some women liked being treated like dirt, and some did not. The occasional sting to the cheek was worth the response you could get from other women with low self esteem. That being said, the reaction from Kat was neither of these. She did not slap him silly, and she did not seem interested in him. What DID catch his attention was her comment about her wealth and the ability to keep his job. Caution being the better part of valor, Jonathan decided he had better follow his friend and this oddly powerful woman. Kat slung her bag over her shoulder and warmly wrapped her arm around Clayton's arm and the two of them began to walk towards the stern of the ship. Jonathan followed from behind and watched as Kat tilted her head onto Clayton's shoulder seemingly enjoying his company. Her hourglass figure sashayed back and forth as she walked and Jonathan began to see the value of curves on a real woman. Once again his confidence swelled and he considered if a cougar such as her could handle the trouser snake he had hidden away in his pants. He laughed to himself as they climbed a set of stairs to the upper deck restaurant housed in ship's fake exhaust funnel. The three stopped at the door, and a visible look of concern crossed Clayton's face. "I'm so sorry Kat, but the restaurant is closed until After 11:00" Jonathan snorted with contempt, "Yeah anyone who can read the itinerary knows that!" Kat flashed a steely gaze at Jonathan that sent chills down the spine of both young men. The whites of her eyes did not move as she reached into her bag, and produced an electronic key card. With a single, swift motion - Kat swiped the card and the deadbolt of the door clicked open. Her face softened and she flashed her winning smile once again. "Don't ever doubt me..." and she entered the large empty dining area with her arms outstretched. "Boys, this is one of my favorite places on the entire ship..." Her voice echoed in the empty space as she let her fingers flip across the legs of chairs that were all upside down on top of the tables. "It is so public... and yet...private at the same time." Kat walked all the way to the rear of the 'funnel' where the tinted glass looked out upon the throngs of other cruise passengers and employees. "You see this is one of the many places on this ship that uses an acrylic additive to the glass that my husband developed. It enables light to come in so you can see everything perfectly, but from the outside the surface appears to be a solid surface." "Wait wait wait..." Jonathan said. "You're telling me your husband come up with the idea of making this funnel a restaurant?" "Oh honey... you really need to pay more attention..." Kat said as she stuck out her bottom lip in a condescending pout. She walked up very close to Jonathan as she had done earlier and began to brush off lint from his shoulders. "What I said was... my husband makes the material that made this area POSSIBLE." and with that she once again ran her delicate fingers down Jonathans jaw line and briskly turned to once again face the oblivious passengers. She took hold of the polished wood railing and breathed in deeply, "When they look up here, all they see is the screen where cruise information is displayed along with movies, announcements etcetera." She walked over to the curved side where a woman was scolding a small child. "Over here all they can see is what appears to be the steel of the ship's funnel." Jonathan began to put the pieces together in his head about this mystery woman. "So that's why you're so chummy with the Captain!" he said. Kat took several long strides over to Jonathan making sure her cleavage bounced just right. "Oh no sweetie!" she said and stood up on her tiptoes so she could give him a peck on the cheek. "Merrill has no idea who made the stuff... he just knows that this is one of the features that makes his ship unique!" Kat giggled slightly as she could feel a slight protrusion against her belly as she pressed her breasts into him. "One thing about these young bucks..." she thought to herself, "they are always ready at a moment's notice." She once again turned at the flat area facing out past all the passengers. She looked out upon them all going about their business: the mother trying to ignore her crying child... the husband trying to be sly while he watches young girls frolic in the pool... the old man complaining about the olive in his martini... all of them completely unaware they were being watched. She turned and faced the two young men in her trap. "Clayton... be a dear and re-lock the door." Clayton did as he was told. Jonathan is it? You sit right here." Kat pointed to a fixed bar stool that was part of a tall table next to the one way glass. Jonathan obeyed and sat where he was told. He was savvy enough to know something was about to happen. The click of the deadbolts and the illumination of the door lock from green to red was like a switch to Kat's elegant demeanor. She took off her hat and sent it spinning into the room, while she began to sway back and forth slightly to music only she could hear. Jonathan watched shyly as he made his way back to her side. "Now Clayton..." she purred, "it looks like you had QUITE a night last night..." Her finger reached up and slowly traced around the bump on his forehead. "Yeah... I woke up this morning thinking about you, and walloped my head on the ceiling." Clayton began to blush. "Ohhhhhhhh tsk tsk tsk" Kat said as she reached up and tilted Clayton's head down. "You POOR baby!" Kat gently kissed his forehead and took a deep breath so her breasts would heave forward in his viewpoint. Clayton was thoroughly enjoying the view as he began to fall under Kat's spell once again. Her breasts heaved forward and were straining mightily against the single string between the cups of her bikini top. He wanted so badly to reach up and take them in his hands, but he was a gentleman and kept his hands to his side. "We are going to have to upgrade your living quarters then." Kat purred as she reached down and took hold of Clayton's trembling hand. She placed his hand on her hip just above the fabric of her bikini bottom, and slowly guided it up her side as she began to kiss him passionately. Kat continued to sway back and forth and grind her body into Clayton's. She could feel his response and she smiled a devilish grin over to Jonathan - who was frozen in place on his bar stool. Jonathan had seen what he considered to be lots of things in his young life, but this was a first. He felt like he had stepped into one of the porn videos he watched in his room every night that he was unable to score with a passenger. Although he was not the object of the attention, he was getting quite an eyeful of his friend being seduced by a cougar who was becoming more attractive by the second. He watched as Kat guided Clayton's hand up to her breast where she squeezed his hand firmly against her soft flesh. The moan that escaped their passionate kisses began to make his own cock swell in his pants. The pressure made him shift uncomfortably in his place as he glanced over to see a passenger fixing her hair in the reflective surface outside... mere inches from Kat and her prey. The kiss broke between the two lovers, and Kat looked into Clayton's hungry eyes. "Now Clayton, you are a virgin correct?" Clayton turned 6 shades of red and nodded his head as he stared down at the ground. Jonathan let out a cruel laugh that cut Clayton straight to the bone, "Whhhhhhhhhat?!?" he exclaimed and continued to laugh hysterically causing his eyes to close. Before he could take another breath to continue, a sharp and painful sting spread across his cheek, and was quickly followed by the audible sound of a slap echoing through the empty restaurant. Shocked, Jonathan opened his eyes to face Kat who was incensed with rage. Where a seductress had once been, a fearsome figure of authority stood before him. Kat's Cruise Ch. 02 "Don't you EVER laugh at him again!" Kat took Jonathan's chin in her hand and squared him up to look at her. "Do you... understand?" Jonathan was in total shock but knew enough to nod his head. "Good boy..." Kat said and roughly released his chin as she turned back to her soon to be lover. Clayton was glad to have Kat back to himself. When she was near he felt entirely whole. Where life had taken massive chunks out of his self worth, Kat filled them back in. The jab about his virginity made him feel ashamed, but Kat made it all better as she once again pressed her body into his and began to sway gently. "Now Clayton, if you give me permission... I can take your virginity from you... right here..." Kat turned away from Clayton while sliding every inch of her twisting hips against his crotch. She pressed her firm ass against his impressive bulge as she took hold of the safety railing in front of her. As she looked out upon the throngs of people oblivious to the situation happening before them, she completed her sentence by saying, "... right now." Clayton couldn't help but press forward into Kat's warmth. The world dissolved around him and all he could see was the woman arching her back in front of him. She would occasionally look over her shoulder and make eye contact him. The whole time she would continue her trance like motions back and forth, up and down. The tension in his pants was becoming painful and he pulled back slightly. Kat noticed his predicament, and slowly turned to face him while gently nibbling on her bottom lip. Her eyes traced up and down his young form, and she gently knelt down before him. Kat looked up and gently pulled her hair back across her shoulders. Clayton's eyes were open and looking at her, but she could tell that they were not fully registering all that was visible around him. In her peripheral vision Kat could clearly see all the passengers going about their business. She could also clearly see the gawking form of Clayton's friend uncomfortably sitting in his chair and gently nursing a reddened cheek. As Kat reached up to the massive bulge in Clayton's pants and she coyly looked over to make direct eye contact with Jonathan. One Kat was sure she had Jonathan's full attention, she slowly pulled the belt free, and then lowered the zipper one tooth at a time. She watched as Jonathan's eyes widened. "You like watching... don't you Jonny?" Kat's voice was like melted chocolate over a ripe strawberry. Jonathan nodded his head silently. "I've heard you're quite the ladies man..." Kat said as she slowly began to pull down Clayton's pants. The bulge in Clayton's briefs was now lifting the fabric away from his thigh, slightly exposing one of his balls. Kat leaned forward and extended her incredibly long tongue until it touched the exposed portion of her new toy. Clayton moaned softly in appreciation. The extra stimulation was all it took to send his cock south and out the bottom of his briefs. Kat giggled with delight at the sight of such a powerful young erection, throbbing with each hammer of her lover's heartbeat. She continued to glance over towards Jonathan as she began to swirl her tongue around the pulsing exposed cock head. "I bet all the women you've been with have been this slow... haven't they Jonny?" Jonathan couldn't take his eyes off Kats tongue. She swirled it around and around the thick cock head. All those times he made fun of Clayton were obviously foolhardy. Oh how he wished his cock could be serviced like that! Kat continued to lick the ridge of the cock before her that was now extended well below the bottom of the once protective briefs. Kat turned her attention back to the young man standing still before her. "Mmmmmm Clayton..." her soft lips gently kissed the tip of his cock. A thin strand of precum extended from her bottom lip to Clayton's manhood and Kat quickly licked her lips, making sure to not waste a drop, "you taste soooooo sweet." Her voice trailed off to a reverent whisper as she once again regarded the cock - still half sheathed before her - with the reverence it deserved. Clayton looked down to see Kat's eyes slightly crossed as she studied him with fascination. Not seeing enough however, Kat began to pull his briefs down. When she got to the thick root of his cock she couldn't help herself, and began to nibble and suck on the balls that were being pushed out on either side of his massive member that was still pointed nearly straight down. Clayton closed his eyes and completely lost himself in a hedonistic explosion of pleasure like he had never know before in his life. When Kat saw this reaction, she acted quickly and pulled Clayton's briefs down quickly - effectively freeing the monster she had been teasing for far too long. The angry beast sprang forward and struck cat on the bottom of her chin. She smiled as the cock continued to slightly impact her chin like a metronome with each throb of pleasure that Clayton experienced. It was as if the beast was keeping time with each tap to Kat's smooth skin. "Thaaaats it... oh how I've missed your massive cock..." Kat said as she once again looked over at Jonathan who was now sitting open mouthed at the incredible show going on before him. "Jonny?" She asked, "what's wrong sweetie? Haven't you ever seen a real cock before?" Jonathan didn't know what to say. "Ohhhhhhh tsk tsk tsk... its ok honey... now watch how a REAL woman does her magic." Kat's eyes rolled over as they closed and she turned back to the monster that was hanging before her. She tilted her head to the side and leaned forward so Clayton's entire cock rested on the side of her face and extended down to her collar bone. The heat on her cheek and the scent of such a virile young man was like a drug and Kat allowed herself to become high on the sexual energy. She extended her long tongue and once again made contact with one of the large swollen balls dangling in front of her open mouth. She began to juggle both of them forward and backward until she finally sucked on of them in her warm mouth and moaned loudly. The vibrations shot straight up Claytons spine and into his eyes which sprung open to regard the view of Kat kneeling before him. Instinctively he reached out and grasped both sides of her head causing yet another moan of pleasure from deep within her. "That's it baby!" Kat hissed. "... Fuck my mouth!" Clayton obeyed. Kat leaned back and centered herself before his cock, and slowly... inch by inch... began to slide his cock into her warm, waiting mouth. Claytons hands tightened into her long beautiful hair, as he looked forward through the glass to see all the young girls around the pool. He had never been a fan, but at this point they were completely useless to him. He would never again be able to look at any girl without comparing her to the goddess on her knees in front of him. As passengers walked by, Clayton began to thrust his hips forward and back with moans of encouragement from Kat. Each thrust had him extending down her throat more and more. The tighter he gripped her hair, the more she responded. Before long he was indeed fucking her mouth like he had imagined on all those lonely nights when Jonathan was out having fun and he was stuck in his cramped little room... alone. Kat was reveling in the pleasure of having the young man completely give in to his physical desires. With each of his thrusts she would match him perfectly and encourage him to continue. She could feel his heavy balls slapping her chin and looking up into his eyes she could see the level of desire he had for her. Soon, thick strands of her saliva began to bubble out both sides of her mouth with each of his thrusts, and she knew he would not be able to last much longer. She removed his cock from her mouth and began to stroke it furiously. The thick strands of her oral lubricant stretched from her hand to her chin and back to his cock. The sexual energy in the room was palpable and she glanced over at Jonathan to see how the poor lad was doing. Jonathan had long since lost all modesty or sense of control. He was locked in a room with a woman - the likes of which he had never seen before - furiously working his friends cock. He was personally witnessing sexual acts that had previously only existed in the realm of only fantasy. With each guttural moan, and each loud slurp of her incredibly hot mouth Jonathan's own cock was growing into painful territory. As oblivious passengers walked by with their screaming kids, Jonathan watched as Kat took Claytons entire cock into her mouth and down her throat without even a hint of hesitation. Beyond that...she was begging to have that done repeatedly! Jonathan couldn't stand it anymore and began to stroke himself through his pants. With each bob of Kats head back and forth, Jonathan was matching her movements with his hand. Before long he was developing a darkened wet spot under the fabric of his pockets that would be difficult to hide. He was being given a show, and damn it all if he wasn't going to be part of it... he was going to enjoy it fully. One of the girls he had been flirting with earlier stopped a few feet away and began to primp her hair and put some lipstick on. Her complete ignorance of what was going on within the restaurant was surprisingly erotic, and Jonathan began to lose control. When he looked back in Kat's direction, they made direct eye contact once again. Kat's hands, face, and chin were all covered with the results of her sloppy blowjob, but she was not ashamed in the least. In fact she seemed to revel in the fact that she was teasing Jonathan beyond belief. Clayton's moans betrayed the fact that he was about to cum. Kat looked up at him, and instantly stopped the movement of her hand. She gripped the base of Claytons' cock rather forcefully, and held him still. With each pulse of pleasure that washed over him, the pressure from her tight grip reduced his need for release. After a few more long moments, Clayton opened his eyes and looked down at the object of his worship. Once Kat was sure that Clayton was back under her control she turned her gaze back to Jonathan. "Jonny... I want you to take your little prick out and show it to me." Jonathan didn't know what to do other than obey this woman who seemed so powerful where most women would seem at their most vulnerable. He eased off his bar stool and slowly unfurled his clothes to reveal a slightly smaller than average cock. Seeing his own cock exposed in the air and being held by his own hand was in ridiculous contrast to the massive pulsing member of his friend that was being held by a beautiful woman. Still... even under such a terrible comparison... the sexual energy that Kat was giving off kept him incredibly hard and full of desire. "Awww don't worry sugar... little cocks need love too you know..." Kat smiled warmly at Jonathan and he felt an uptick of pride that a woman of her stature would say such a thing. Kat turned and looked up at Clayton once again and began to slowly stroke his cock slowly from top to bottom. She never broke eye contact with Clayton as she address both of the young men. "Clayton... the captain is about to make an announcement to the entire ship about a discussion we had at dinner last night." Her hands made a unique sound of sliding wet flesh as she continued to stroke him. "I want you to be fucking me when he does... are you willing to do that for me Clayton?" Her words wafted around his ears and penetrated the lusty fog that surrounded his head. After a brief realization that he was about to lose his virginity in a rather spectacular fashion, Clayton nodded in agreement. He then heard Kat say "Good boy" Kat turned her attention to Jonathan. "Jonny... I think you have learned a valuable lesson of humility today... Is that so?" Before she had even finished Jonathan was nodding his head furiously. He would have agreed to mine for ice on the surface of the sun at this point... he was totally under Kat's control. "Good boy!" Kat smiled while stood up and turned in front of Clayton, while never letting go of his hard cock. "Jonny... I want you to watch how a real man... even a virgin...has sex with a real woman. Can you do that?...Good!" Kat looked out at the passengers and lifted her knee to the railing in front of the glass. She then pulled her bikini bottom to the side and exposed her dripping sex to the two young studs. Using her hand that had never released Clayton, she guided him to the sweet spot and held him there. She once again looked lustfully over at Jonathan with her eyes half open, "If you're a good boy I will reward you too... now watch EVER so carefully..." Kat's voice trailed off into a whisper, and she released her grip on Clayton. She let her sex settle down upon the cock head that was pounding at her entrance. Both Kat and Clayton breathed in sharply through their teeth as the glorious initial connection was made. Kat's hips shuddered, sending soft waves through the soft skin of her perfectly round ass. Clayton's ass cheeks clenched up as he instinctively thrust forward. Kat's mouth opened in a silent scream as the full length and girth of her young lover began to fill her sex. The leg that had been propped up on the rail snapped back down to the ground as Kat arched her back and stood up on her tip toes. As each incredibly thick inch of Clayton's cock entered her she tilted her head further and further back. Before long she was almost staring at the ceiling as the final inch disappeared. Clayton reached forward and took hold of Kat's toned arms, pulling them back and effectively holding them in place. Then, as his pelvis slowly contacted Kat's warm bottom, the two stayed in their erotic position for several moments like a Greek statue frozen in time. Jonathan was amazed. He had never seen anything that erotic in his entire life. The two lovers were joined as one - mere inches from hundreds of unaware passengers. He could see that Kat's breasts where winning the battle against the bikini top's fabric and soon they would be free. With her back arched and arms gently pinned behind her, one of her thick nipples slipped past the side of the red fabric and burst forth into the light. Jonathan's hand began to move against his bare cock that was aching to have some satisfaction. "Holy SHIT!" he thought to himself as he stared at Kat's breasts. Kat seemed to know exactly what was happening as she turned her long neck and looked directly at Jonathan. She knew that looking into the eyes of a woman being fucked was more than almost any boy or man could handle, and she was right: the surge of energy when they made eye contact made Jonathan's hand beat furiously against his cock. Kat smiled warmly once again, and closed her eyes back to her lover. Clayton felt the instinctive urge to pull back and thrust forward once again. His ears were greeted by Kat loudly saying "Oh YES!". He did it again on this time harder. "OH FUCK YEAH!" A third time and his pelvis made an audible smack against Kat's firm ass. "Yes baby that's it... FUCK ME!" Those words were all it took and Clayton was off to the races. With complete and utter abandon, Clayton's hips were practically a blur. He relentlessly and without any hesitation bucked up and down into Kat's pussy. The power with which he was fucking her pushed Kat up and over the rail, which caused her to firmly press both of her ample breasts onto the glass. "Ohhhhhhhhhh Sh- sh- sh- shiiiiit" Kat hissed with each of Clayton's animalistic thrusts. "Fuck yeah baby... take me... fucking take me NOW!" On the other side, an old woman was complaining to the deck waiter about the service she was getting. She also was highly annoyed at the slight feedback her hearing aid was getting at that very moment. She kept hearing very soft, but very foul language coming from somewhere nearby. The waiter smiled and turned on his heel. Once out of sight he rolled his eyes and cursed the crazy old lady for hearing voices. "Hopefully this will be her LAST cruise!" he thought to himself. Back on the inside, the once virginal Clayton had fully submitted to the carnal pleasures that Kat offered. He did not lose his virginity making love... he lost his virginity fucking. Make that Fucking with a capitol "F". He opened his eyes long enough to see Kat's toned back as her hair flailed wildly about her head. Ever the gentleman, he let go of her arms and reached forward to pull her hair into a quasi-ponytail. As he did so, he could see Kat's face twisted in pleasure. Not realizing the strength he had in his passionate condition, he pulled a bit too hard on the fistful of hair in his hand. Kat's reaction was quite surprising, and intense. "Arrrgh YES! Pull my hair like the cock slut I am! FUCK!" The word 'fuck' was like an exclamation point at the end of a loud sentence. Kat then continued. "yeah baby... YEAH baby... THATS it... uh huh... that's it FUCK me good...FUCK ME... ooooo YEAH!" And she began to smile that familiar heartwarming smile. This triggered Clayton's virginal first orgasm inside a woman and it seemed to last forever. Outside on the main deck, the chime of the P.A. system rang out to all the passengers. A voice asked all those on the main deck to please look to the main viewing screen on the stern side of the funnel where the captain could be seen with a special announcement. All eyes turned to the large screen display that flickered to life showing the captains smiling face. All listened intently as he proceeded to inform them that two the VIP passengers aboard had graciously offered to extend the cruise an additional week - at no cost - for those who wish to travel to a private island just south of the next port of call. All those who wish to keep their original itinerary would have the opportunity to return to the mainland on the sister ship that would be maintaining the regular schedule. Meanwhile, just inside the display surface - Kat's breasts were pressed firmly against the glass as Clayton began to growl and cum inside her. With each short thrust he made, Kat could feel the warmth of his seed as it spread into her pussy. The sensation triggered her own orgasm which washed over her body and shattered her mind into a million pieces. As the sparkles of pleasure rained down, her eyes looked out to the crowd who all appeared to be watching her as the young stud continued to pour copious amounts of sperm into her. Jonathan could not take it any longer. Hearing the pleasure filled grunts of his friend, along with the lusty moans of Kat triggered the start of his own orgasm. His hand gripped his cock firmly and nearly disappeared with the speed of his motion. He began to shudder in place when Kat noticed his predicament. Even though she was in the throes of her own pleasure, she deftly reached out her long toned arm, just in time to be able to grip the tip of his cock with her soft hand. The sensation of Kat's skin against his made Jonathan explode into her fingers. Multiple white ropes of cum shot into her palm with several finding clearance between her fingers - effectively coating her wrist with a warm glaze. The speed and velocity of Jonathan's release made Kat giggle as she said "Oh my! Jonny you NAUGHTY boy!" The crowd outside began to cheer about their extended cruise as the three satisfied lovers gazed upon one another with panting breaths and the occasional aftershock of pleasure. Clayton gradually eased his tamed cock from Kat's dripping sex. Kat grabbed the nearest tablecloth to begin cleaning up the massive amount of cum that was headed down her tan leg as well as the white goo stringing off her wrist. Jonathan collapsed back on his bar stool chair and desperately tried to catch his breath from the most intense experience he had ever had. The three lovers silently smiled at each other as they once again gazed out to the crowd that was now beginning to disperse. Kat's Cruise Ch. 02 Kat was the first one to speak. "You boys sure know how to show a girl a good time!" Kat smiled at them both as they began to make themselves decent again. "Will you both be able to attend to my every wish for the now extended cruise?" Both of the young men found it hard to articulate words, but the wide grins in slight nods indicated that they indeed would be at Kat's beck and call any time she desired. "Good!" Kat said as she pulled her bikini top back into place. "Oops!" She gasped, as she used a long fingernail to scratch up a glob of cum between her breasts. "Jonny you really need to get out more... it's not healthy to have so much backed up!" She did not make any effort to find the soiled tablecloth, but instead, regarded her fingertip as if it were a fine piece of caviar before licking it clean from top to bottom. Both Clayton and Jonathan were fixated on Kat's red lips as she smacked them clean with delight. She swiped her keycard at the door lock while giving Clayton a playful wink and stepped out the door. Clayton followed Jonathan through the doorway and looked over his shoulder to see if it was obvious what had just happened in the closed restaurant. Just as he turned forward again, he heard a loud thump and saw Jonathan's head snap back nearly vertical. Without even a whimper Jonathan's unconscious body crumpled unceremoniously to the floor. One of his teeth sailed through the air along with a few drops of blood. The newly freed tooth then skipped and bounced along the floor until it was caught under the toe of Kat's 3" heels. Kat's face lit up as she regarded her enraged husband. "Hi honey!" she exclaimed. The beastly man was standing above Jonathans crumpled body while shaking his fist in a futile effort to remove the pain from his bloodied white knuckles. For his part, Clayton was crouched over holding his arms above his head for protection. Kat looked down at the tooth on the floor and then once again smiled broadly to her husband. "Can I keep them both?" Kat fluttered her eyelashes at her husband and took several long strides to stand close to him. Her long fingers traced the defining lines of his incredibly large arms still quivering with adrenaline. "I will... make it worth your while..." her words trailed off to a whisper as she gently took her husband earlobe between her front teeth. The tension in her husband's arms evaporated and he once again began to appear only slightly enraged. He knelt down and roughly grabbed Jonathans shoulders and stood him upright against the wall. The young man's legs were still very rubbery as he gradually spun up his internal gyroscopes in order to maintain some sort of balance. Still in a daze, Jonathan looked over at Clayton and said, "Dude we need to go find that MILF you have the hots for..." A large sappy grin spread across his face exposing the gap his tooth had once filled. His eyes rolled over once again and he was out cold. Kat's Cruise Ch. 03 The ship's nurse pulled back the ice bag from Jonathan's face, and asked, "How exactly did this happen again?" Jonathan took a deep breath and told his story one more time, "I was coming down the stairwell by the pool deck... I slipped... I fell... boom hit my face." The contempt in Jonathan's words were palpable. The nurse looked at him suspiciously. "Uh-huh... I see... Well it's a good thing we happened to have a top Dentist from the state of Florida on board. He should be here any minute. Just lay your head back and try to relax" The kind nurse turned down the lights in the room and left quietly. Squeaking shoes were the only sound that could be heard above the slow drone of the ship's engines. The pounding headache in Jonathan's skull relented slightly as he tilted his head back on the soft headrest. He closed his eyes and tried to remember exactly what happened after the hottest moment of his life with Kat and his best friend Clayton. He remembered everything right up to the moment they walked out into the hallway... Then the next thing he knew he was being brought here with Clayton saying he fell on a stairwell, and his tooth was in a cup of whole milk. "Thank you SO much Dr. Brown for being willing to see the poor young man on your vacation!" The quiet room suddenly burst forth with light and sound causing Jonathan to wince and turn away from the commotion. He squinted with one eye open to see an older gentleman regarding the glass of milk, and then he looked over to see Kat staring at him intently. "HOLY SHIT!" he screamed and started to walk his buttocks up the back of the dental chair. His knee hit the small tray over his waist, sending dental implements cascading down onto the floor. "Oh sweetie... it will be ok" Kat purred and gently patted Jonathan's ankle. "Try to relax. This is my good friend Dr. Brown. He is one of the top dentists in Florida and He will be able to save your tooth from that NASTY fall you took!" Jonathan's eyes were both open now as he snapped his focus back and forth from Kat to the Doctor, and back again. He didn't know if he should be turned on by Kat's presence or terrified another accident would befall him. He hated dentists anyway, and the conflicting fear of the new tools being placed on the tray he knocked over - coupled with Kat's cleavage spilling out the top of her silken sun dress- made him a complete emotional wreck. "Doctor... can you save his tooth?" Kat asked placing her hand next to her neck. "I believe so! That was some very quick thinking of your husband to put the tooth in a glass of whole milk. If we can get this reset in time, I believe a full recovery is possible." Dr. Brown looked at Jonathan and continued, "you are a very lucky young man!" Jonathan nodded his head and looked past the Dentist to see Kat standing up and straightening the shoulders of her sun dress. The sleeves cascaded softly around her arms, and the billowy fabric went down across her waist and below where he could see from his reclined position. Just then an incredibly sharp pain shot through his jaw as the Doctor began his work. "OW!! OW ow ow OWwwwwwCH!" Jonathan cried. "Don't worry son, that will help with the pain very shortly" said the Dr. Brown. He had excellent bedside manner and Jonathan found himself slightly relaxing as a warm sensation began to spread along his lower face. Once again Jonathan looked past the Doctor, and this time Kat's demeanor was entirely different. She was slowly shifting from side to side and ran her hand up the side of her face. She only broke eye contact after running her fingers through her hair and then bringing her fingers down across her lips causing them to part slightly. She nibbled on one of her polished nails, and then once again stared directly at Jonathan with a look of pure lust. "OHhhhhh ho ha... iws dis gowna tawk wong?" Jonathan said trying to ignore her. "Oh that depends on you son... but it shouldn't be more than 45 minutes or so. Please try to relax." Another shot of pain traversed Jonathan's upper jaw this time. Another glance down to Kat saw her slowly sitting down on the roller stool used earlier by the nurse. The doctor was intently staring into Jonathan's mouth, but Kat closed her eyes and began to run her hands up and down her sides, occasionally cupping her breasts. She would tilt her head to the side and crack her eyes open to regard Jonathan who was not relaxing in the slightest. "Son... this medication will NOT work unless you try to stay calm." The doctor placed a small device on Jonathan's fingertip and a rhythmic beeping filled the room. "I can only give you so much before we need to progress to possible sedation... " Just the word 'sedation' made the rhythmic beeping tempo to speed up slightly. The warm sensation in Jonathan's upper and lower jaw was spreading and he could no longer feel his tongue. It was as if it was no longer even present in his mouth. He began to wonder if he could accidentally swallow it, when he once again looked down towards his feet to see Kat slowly spreading her legs and pushing the fabric of her dress down firmly against the surface of the stool she was sitting on. Her hand started to rub her sex, and she extended her long tongue out to her other arm that was holding the side of her head and pulling her hair back from her face. The beeping rapidly increased and Jonathan did his best to communicate, "Dowcta... Dowcta... cawn wee pweese haw soom pwi... wa... cee?" "Son... please... CALM yourself" Dr. Brown said firmly. Springing from her seat, Kat said with the utmost concern "Oh Doctor is there ANYTHING I can do?" Dr. Brown looked over his shoulder warmly at Kat. "Oh no -but thank you. This man has an apparent bad case of 'White coat syndrome'!" Kat and the doctor chuckled to each other and the Doctor focused back on Jonathan... who had his eyes wide open staring at Kat. The heart rate monitor slowly kept increasing its pace as Kat's hand slowly made its way up Jonathan's bare thigh. Inch by inch Kat's sharp nails scratched their way up past his knee... and then past the bottom of his shorts... and then INTO his shorts. Jonathan began to struggle once again walking his buttocks up the back of the dentist chair, and the heart monitor began to sound an alarm. "SIT STILL OR YOU WILL GET HURT!" Dr. Brown yelled. "But DOWCTA!" Jonathan protested just as Kat's hand made contact with his semi-erection. "GAAAAA!" he screamed. "That's it... " and Dr. Brown spun around punching the button on the phone nearby. "NURSE! Get me Dr. Killian, and please call a code grey." "Yes Doctor" the nurse replied, and Jonathan heard her call "Dr. Killian... Dr. Killian we have a code grey in room 502... Code Grey, 502." "Will he be ok Doctor?" Kat said oozing concern. "Yes yes... this poor lad just can't seem to calm down. We are going to have to sedate him." As the doctor finished speaking, the room's doors once again burst open with another man and several more nurses. Through the fog of voices blurting out all sorts of medical lingo, Jonathan was rolled over on his side, and he felt a sharp stick just below the line of his shorts that had been unceremoniously pulled down. When he was flopped back over, his vision began to slightly blur. In addition all the sounds of the room began to fade. He felt as if he were falling off a cliff and into a valley of pillows. As the darkness of sleep filled in the edges of his vision, he saw Kat once more regarding him with a sense of amusement. The last thing he saw before fading off into oblivion was Kat slowly winking at him and blowing him a soft kiss. ***************** Two uneventful days passed as the ship dropped off the passengers who were unable to extend their cruise for the additional week that was bought and paid for by Kat and her Husband. For those who remained, the excitement was palpable. After all... how often does one get to go to a privately owned island for free? Rumors buzzed all around about the generosity of the gift, and what would be discovered on the island. Some said that waterfalls, both natural and manmade were dotted all around the groomed walking paths. Others said that all the plants on the island were imported for two reasons: appearance and/or medicinal purposes. All agreed that it would be an adventure like no other. One person on the ship who was NOT impressed was Daisy. Daisy was a very attractive woman who had spent her life trying to overcome her looks and get people to notice the quality of her person, and NOT her body. Through school she had been a late bloomer, and the experience taught her that almost everyone judges you by your looks. She had once been a stick of a girl, and after a fateful summer, she came back to school a well formed woman. Suddenly the boys who paid her no mind before were now tripping over themselves to walk her to class. The girls who cherished her as a friend before (everyone needs an ugly friend) were now hateful conniving bitches who viewed her as a threat. She harnessed her hatred of all those fake people and channeled it into being one of the most button down, tight ass, hard wired, organization freaks out there. She never went out without her hair up, and her womanly figure held down. She never did any job without knowing every detail, and most importantly, she never EVER let her feeling get in the way of cold, hard facts... unless of course her feelings were the familiar rage against the beautiful people she so loathed. Daisy looked into her mirror at her delicate features and put on makeup with darker colors that made her look much older and much less attractive than she really was. When she was done, she sat up and put on a sports bra that held her large cup breasts as flat as possible against her chest so they could not be seen beneath her uniform. Once she had all of her clothing properly addressed, and she had her hair properly restrained in her customary bun, Daisy snapped on her ID badge that sported a picture of her without even a hint of a smile. Above her name was her title: "Public Relations Director". Being a PR director suited her personality perfectly. If a passenger was seeking her input it was usually over a problem. No one ever needs public relations when things are going well. She was needed if there was a problem OR if there was someone to impress. The no-nonsense attitude she carried from high school served her well, and she could solve almost any situation without any emotion and without any hassle. Passengers responded well to her robotic attitude, and rarely questioned her decisions. Deep down inside however, Daisy was building layer after layer of resentment for the super rich. Now, as she stepped out from her cabin, and into the din of excitement over this so called "mystery island" she could barely keep her disdain in check. As the PR director, she had seen rich people come and go. As far as she was concerned, they were all alike:. Snooty, contemptuous, and intellectually vapid. How anyone could think that literally BUYING additional time for the passengers would garner her support was beyond arrogance. In fact, when this woman financing the mystery trip... name of: Kat... came on board, Daisy made sure to be somewhere else. When the captain hosted the dinner in Honor of Kat... it's funny how Daisy had a stomach bug. Daisy resolved in her mind long ago that she didn't want to SEE Kat, or even be on the same deck as her for as long as Kat was on board. As Daisy checked the itinerary for the island stay, she gawked at the lavishness of the dining schedule. "The old hag probably has to be in bed by 8, and can't eat half of these food without upsetting her delicate digestive needs" Daisy snuffed in contempt. She had no idea how old Kat was, but being THIS rich... the bitch had to be pushing 80. Daisy took a deep breath, and reminded herself that she needed to do her job... even if it was an additional week. The bonus pay wasn't anything to sneeze at, so she would just mind her own business... avoid the VIP's and then cry all the way to the bank. *********************** Jonathan curled back his lips to regard his now semi-healed tooth. While still very tender, he at least looked normal except for the still black and blue face. If one were to look closely they would still be able to make out each of the knuckles from an excessively jealous husband who happens to be a very large and strong gorilla. After exercising his jaw a few times, Jonathan popped another one of the pain pills the doctor prescribed and headed out the door. He checked his watch to make sure that he was not late. Kat was very specific about him being on the main pier at 2:00 pm local time. *********************** On the other side of the island, Clayton hurriedly splashed on some of the new cologne that Kat had sent to his room. The bottle looked very expensive, and the fragrance smelled of money. He found himself as excited as ever to see Kat again. Having had sex for the first time a few days ago was like firing up the engine of a race car. He was now more eager than ever to do it again. He glanced down at the perfumed note on his dresser and smiled at the large red lip prints on it. Opening it up for the 100th time, he read: "Clayton, meet me on the main pier at 2:00 in the afternoon SHARP. I have so much to show you on my island. Please do not be late. Kisses... Kat" "Kisses... bah!" Clayton smiled at himself in the mirror. "Hopefully a lot more than that!" *********************** The protected natural harbor was incredibly deep and clear. One could stand on the pier and look straight down over 40' to the ocean floor below. Private tug boats were moored off to the side of the cruise ship, and the custom made debarking platform had long since been stowed away. The lucky passengers were dispersed all over the private island to enjoy it's exquisite grandeur. At this moment all was quiet and calm except for the distant chime of a seaward buoy, the occasional call of a seagull, and the running footsteps of two young men about to see each other for the first time since their tryst with Kat in front of 100's of passengers. "Clayton!" Jonathan yelled. "Dude! Over here!" He was waving frantically to his friend and pointing at his watch. Within seconds, Clayton arrived to the prescribed spot. The two stood silently for a moment until the large harbor clock chimed. "Bong... Bong... " Several seagulls shot to the air from the sides of the bell tower and squawked loudly. "We made it!" the young men said in unison as they glanced around nervously. Silence began to creep in around them once again. "Your note did say 2:00 right?" Jonathan said as he pushed his tongue up against his tooth. "Yep... " said Clayton... "try to be patient will ya?" About that time, a distant rumble could be heard. It sounded like a possible freight train except for the fact that it harmonized up and down as if on the waves of the ocean. The rumble turned into a loud growl that was coming from the entrance to the harbor. Both young men looked into the sun and shaded their eyes as they caught a glimpse of an offshore cigarette style boat racing into the harbor. It was clear that all three of the engines of the boat were running at nearly top speed, because even at a distance the sound bounced off the tall mountainous walls of the harbor and echoed all about. As the boat slowed to an idle, a large wave crested and splashed over the exhaust pipes, causing a very bubbly and powerful sound. The racing engines would have much preferred to continue pushing the boat for hours on end. Any self respecting male's attention would have been completely consumed by the exotic yellow, orange, and white boat, however Clayton and Jonathan both had their attention squarely focused on Kat, who was standing at the bow of the racing vessel holding a coiled rope in her hands. She was wearing a one piece swimsuit that appeared rather modest from the front, but when Kat tossed the rope towards the young men, they both saw that the entire side of her figure was exposed from her shoulder, all the way down to the string at her hip. As the rope flew gracefully through the air, both of the dumbstruck boys on the pier stared at the side impressive breast as it slowly moved in a way every man wants to see. Time slowed to a crawl, and Kat's warm smile slowly spread across her white teeth. With the grace of a movie star, Kat raised her arm and waved her fingertips at the young men, and like puppy dogs going for a walk, both Clayton and Jonathan raised their arms in unison to wave back. Meanwhile, the driver of the boat became enraged, as the rope sailed past both of the guffawing young men and fell harmlessly into the water beyond them. He jammed the engines into reverse and spun the steering wheel several times over in order to keep the boat lined up with the pier while bringing it to an unassisted stop. He glared up at the oblivious barnacles who were both extending their hands to Kat. "Every fucking time" he mumbled under his breath, as his arms strained against the weight of the boat. He was frantically trying to keep the boat steady as well as fasten the remaining ropes to the pier tie-downs. Even in his frantically busy state, he found himself stealing a quick look at Kat's body as she gracefully stepped up and off the boat onto the pier. The driver then cursed himself and prayed that no one saw his moment of indiscretion. If there was one thing he knew about his job: it was that even one wayward look could get you fired by Kat's husband... or worse. The driver swallowed his heart back down and continued with his duties. "Hi boys!" Kat said and gave them both a warm... if not lingering hug. "Hi!... " Clayton and Jonathan said in unison. Kat took one hand from each of them and spun them around so her perfect ass was in clear view of her driver. The driver tried his best to look away, but she was so perfect he once again took a quick glance. "I am so fired" he thought to himself. "So are you ready for your surprise?" Kat asked as she studied the faces of her two young bucks. She could tell they were barely able to speak while trying not to stare below her chin. "Well... " she continued, "... we are going to go to my favorite place on this island. Are you ready?" "Hell yeah!" Clayton blurted out uncharacteristically. Kat smiled at him and took his arm, "THATS my boy!" and she quicly bounded back into the boat with Clayton not far behind. Jonathan's ego felt a bit bruised, but he got a private show of Kat's naked side as she bounced into the boat. Seeing such a large amount of flesh teasing out the side of her swim suit quickly made him feel better. The driver had just finished securing the boat to coast guard standards when he heard Kat and her two guests get back in. Kat briskly walked past him, and the unspoken command to get underway was clear. The driver took a deep breath and quickly started to undo what he had just done and prayed the entire time he was performing to Kat's liking. He quickly stowed away the perfectly white ropes and fired up all three engines once again. Within minutes, the salty air was once again racing past as he guided them around the leeward side of the island. Kat looked over her shoulder at the Clayton who was thoroughly enjoying his powerboat ride. His dark brown hair flopped around in the wind and his clothes were pressed up tightly against his. Kat let her eyes drift down a bit until she found what she was looking for... that particular bulge that formed just below his waist. She looked back up into his eyes and smiled to herself before traversing over to Jonathan. To no surprise, Jonathan's eyes were fixated on her. They were nowhere near her eyes however, and in fact were several miles south. The poor boy simply couldn't help himself and was staring full on at her breasts as they gently bounced up and down, side to side from the motion of the waves below. Kat giggled to herself and lowered her eyes down to find his smaller bulge had become quite the little tent peg in his pants. Kat laughed out loud and looked forward again. In the corner of her eye against the chrome rail, she saw the driver quickly look up as he started his turn into what appeared to be a natural stone archway into an overgrown area of vines and other hanging plants. Kat's Cruise Ch. 03 ************************** The gurgle of the engines halted as the mirror finished water was broken only by the tiny waves off the bow of the massive powerboat. Ever so slowly forward progress was halted and all that could be heard was the sound of a waterfall in the distance. Kat looked at the driver, and told him "Remember: I want you back here at the set time we discussed earlier... no sooner, and no later... is that clear?" The driver nodded his head respectfully and said, "of course madam" Kat's expression softened quickly and she once again took hold of one hand of each of her new toys. She walked backwards across the walkway down the long nose of the boat as she looked back and forth between them, pulling them along. "Now I want you both to relax. This is going to be a highlight of your life that you will remember forever. Do not hold back... don't have any reservations... think of this as your own fantasy island." The blank stares from the young men frustrated Kat, but she recovered quickly, "... never mind. Before your time. Hope you can swim!" With that, Kat turned and performed a graceful swan dive into the crystal clear water. After a tiny splash, her perfect form slid silently below the surface as she gently blew tiny bubbles from her nose before surfacing again. She turned and smoothed her wet hair across the back of her head while looking up Clayton and Jonathan. She tilted her head in encouragement at the two fully clothed young men. Clayton was the first to jump in. He made a large splash, but still performed what could be considered a dive. He came to the surface several feet away from Kat's location and quickly wiped the water from his eyes while loudly clearing the water from his nose. Jonathan followed soon after with a very loud and unceremonious belly flop. Even though he had a shirt on, the slap of the water against his skin made even the driver of the boat cringe. Jonathan surface noisily - coughing and sputtering - but still following Kat like a good boy. Kat giggled as she turned and began to swim silently to the nearby pebble beach shoreline. Once she felt the soft round pebbles beneath her feet, she gracefully stood up and walked out of the water. Both young men behind her were once again transfixed with her body as the water cascaded across her curves and fell to her feet. In the late afternoon light she was a picture of both loveliness and raw sexual power. In the distance Kat could hear the powerboat leaving, and once she felt there was sufficient distance, she turned to face the young studs that were just now clamoring out of the water with their heavy clothes stuck to their bodies. "Now boys, I want you to listen carefully. You must do everything I say and I promise you, this will be the most amazing experience of your life" With this, she reached over into a small key box that was part of a large tiki torch. Inside there were 2 small vials with a dark liquid inside. She took out both vials, and gave one to Clayton and one to Jonathan. "I want you to drink everything in these bottles." She said with a smile. "Now I know what you're probably wondering: what is it? Well, my husband and I are very big on the medicinal uses for native plants and this is something new we've been working on. You two will be some of the first to try it." Before she could even finish, Clayton had already emptied the bottle and swallowed every last drop with a smile and a shudder. "I like your enthusiasm!" Kat purred and looked him up and down. Jonathan saw this, and quickly drank his down as well. Soon after he coughed very loudly and apparently sneezed at the same time... Kat wasn't sure which. Regardless it appeared AND sounded painful, and Kat's brow furled up in concern. "You ok sweetie?" she asked and stepped forward to rub his back as he was bent over still. "I'm fine!" Jonathan said as he rocketed back up to an upright position. His watering red eyes and redder than normal sunburned completion betrayed the fire that was consuming him from the inside. "You sure?" "Yeah... uh huh... *cough* never better" "So what was that Kat?" Clayton asked. "It's called 'Bois Bande Rum'. You see... Bois Bande is considered by the locals to be a type of natural viagra that works on both men and women. My husband and I figured out a way to concentrate it for well beyond any previous level of potency - all without any ill effects." Kat gave Jonathan a couple sharp slaps to the back, "We decided to put it into a slightly alcoholic drink for a little extra kick." Jonathan smiled meekly as Kat continued, " It can be used by anyone, anytime, and it is totally natural!" Kat took a few steps back out in front of the rapidly warming gentlemen, and in one smooth motion, reached her hands up inside the loops of her swimsuit and quickly peeled the top down to her waist exposing her perfect breasts in the late afternoon sun. The shadows of leaves softly blowing in the sea breeze danced across her breasts and accentuated their size and perfect shape. Kat stood there and let the view sink in to the four eyeballs that were staring at her. After a few more seconds, Kat gently slid her upside down palms up her hips, across her waist and then cupped each breast... pushing them up and to the center so her nipples almost shared a seductive kiss. She then lifted her left breast slightly higher and lowered her head just enough so her long extended tongue just touched her rapidly hardening nipple. She gave it a few flicks and then looked upon her studs with as much lust as she could. The reaction with both was very quick and visibly apparent. Clayton's now familiar bulge started to extend downward, while Jonathan's tent peg began to form once again. Kat smiled and said, "You boys might want to follow me." She turned on her heal and started to walk towards the sound of the waterfall, while slowly peeling off the remaining portion of her split one piece suit. Without hesitation, both young men followed rapidly developing the largest erections of their lives. ************************** "She wants me to do WHAT?" Daisy said in disgust. A subordinate took a deep breath and carefully considered her words. "I am just reading this letter of instruction Daisy... don't shoot the messenger. It says right here the owner of the island wants you to go to the far West side of the island and be part of a product test for this new Ale that they plan to offer on our ships! It says you need to be there at 4:00 SHARP" Daisy thought about it again, "So this old hag wants me... to drink some godforsaken homemade beer... as a guinea pig for our company" "Basically... yeah." Said the fearful subordinate. "It says here... in this file that Kat has reviewed all the personnel files and chose you specifically due to your background and abilities as a public relations professional." Daisy considered the bonus check before she did anything else. The size of the check softened her attitude, and she blurted out an exacerbated "FINE!!... Give me the map... " ****************************** Daisy hated long road trips. She hated bugs. She hated nature. Unfortunately she was neck deep in all three. She had been riding around in a bouncy WWII era jeep for what seemed to be hours on end. The windshield for some fucking reason was laid flat on the hood allowing every single juicy tropical bug to fly into her teeth and face. All around her were green vines, all sorts of plants, and countless noisy birds. Daisy was ready to give the uber-rich and ancient fossil known as Kat a piece of her mind when they met. She didn't care at this point if she was going to get fired. She had HAD IT. No fucking way was ANY dollar amount worth this sort of torture. The jeep bounced to a stop and the driver smiled cordially at Daisy as he pointed to a cabin carved into the trunk of a HUGE tree. "Really?" Daisy said. "Here? So Where's the handicap ramp there... Mr. 7up?" Just as she turned to see the reaction of the driver his tires began to spin in a muddy area of the road sending large clumps of thick, heavy clay all over her pristine white and blue uniform. "Ffffffffffffuck!! You bastard!!" Daisy yelled sending squawking birds overhead flying in all directions. "Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghh!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Defeated - Daisy started to squeegee off large clumps of mud from her uniform, and make her way to the tree cabin. She walked up the three steps and entered through the wicker door prepared to unload her mind with both barrels blazing. "Who the fuck do you... " Inside was a modest table setting with an old style oil lamp gently burning in the middle of the table. No one else was there. "... think you are." Daisy felt deflated. Yelling at a table and chairs did not have a soothing effect. She looked around and saw a note written on heavy parchment paper that was sitting next to the oil lamp. Mounted on the wall was a medicine cabinet of sorts with a crescent moon carved in the door. Frustrated, dirty, and entirely shaken being alone in nature Daisy sat down, and began to cry. Between heavy sobs and shattered deep breaths, Daisy wiped the uncharacteristic tears from her eyes and reached out to unfold the note to see what it said. The writing inside was exquisite and said: Daisy, Thank you for being willing to test our new 'Bois Bande Rum' that will soon be offered on all cruise lines under your supervision. As the acting public relations officer, please drink one bottle and then follow the trail outside down to our focus group. There we would appreciate any feedback you may have on the quality of the drink. Sincerely, Kat Daisy was incensed. She was now an isolated product tester in some forsaken jungle on some rich witch's private island. She had never been so mad in her life. She read the note again and focused on the word "Rum". "Daisy... " she thought to herself... "maybe now is a good time to start drinking." She ripped open the small wooden cabinet and saw 4 small bottles inside filled with a dark liquid. She snorted and counted the chairs surrounding the table. "Four chairs... four bottles... the bitch can't even count how many guests she needed to invite." Daisy twisted off the lid of the first bottle and drank the dark liquid down. "Gack!! " she said involuntarily... "That's HORRIBLE!" Daisy coughed several times before the warm alcoholic beverage began to pour into her stomach. A pleasant warm sensation began to spread out into her entire body making her a tad less angry. She looked at the label which had a cruise ship on it. Above the ship fireworks were exploding in the air with hundreds of tiny people lining the rail. "Well it tastes like shit, but sure does feel nice afterwards... " Daisy thought to herself. She reached in the cabinet and took the second bottle out. A distance echo of a voice that sounded just like hers sounded in her head "maybe now is a good time to start drinking... " and she guzzled the second bottle down with less of the "Gack!" and more of the pleasant warmth. In fact, it was getting warm enough that she actually undid the top button of her uniform. "Fuck it!" she said. "No one's around to see it anyway!" This time the warmth was even more intense and Daisy was beginning to see the benefit of this new drink. She normally would have been very much by the book, but suddenly she didn't care so much about rules or regulations. She reached up into the cabinet once more and... to save time... took the remaining two bottles from the shelf and slammed them on the small table. In quick succession, Daisy twisted off both caps, and slammed both bottles down until she had a nice row of 4 empty bottles before her. Always the neat freak, she lined the bottle caps up perfectly with each bottle and then realized she wasn't feeling drunk at all. The warmth she was feeling was something else... something she couldn't quite decide on. "Well this is something to report to the focus group!" she thought as she stood up with no dizziness whatsoever. "Who the hell would want to drink some sort of strange rum without getting drunk?" She quickly left the small hut and looked around once again at the area where she had been left off. There off to the sunward side she saw a railing that opened up to what appeared to be some sort of trail that was passable through the thick jungle. With an inordinate amount of confidence and almost zero caution, Daisy charged off down the trail through the thick growth of the jungle. The soft pebbles beneath her heels were not very supportive of such footwear, so she took them off. To her surprise, the pebbles actually felt very good to the soles of her feet and especially the heels as she walked along. The rocks seemed to be heated almost, and she found that warm sensation starting to move around her body once again. As she considered this phenomenon, she could hear the sound of the waterfall getting louder and louder. Before long, she came to a slight clearing where she could finally see the location of the water as it fell to the receiving pool below. What greeted her eyes next was the one thing she did NOT expect to see. There before her in a pool of water, and surrounded by a misty halo of rainbows was a man reclining on one of the smooth rocks that had been polished by the waterfall. He was entirely nude and sporting the biggest erection Daisy had EVER seen. At least she THOUGHT it was the biggest she had ever seen... she was only getting a view of it every so often, because leaning over the man was an incredibly beautiful woman who was servicing his penis with what the common vernacular would say was a 'blow job'. Daisy had always thought the idea was somewhat revolting, but she knew all her girlfriends seemed to enjoy it... and this incredibly sexy woman seemed to be enjoying it... VERY much. Daisy's shock didn't end there... for behind the woman was a blond man who was also naked. It appeared as if... yes... no doubt about it. He was having SEX with that woman WHILE she is giving a... blowjob... to the other man! "OH... my GAWD!!" Daisy mumbled to herself as she moved in to get a better view. She couldn't take her eyes off the man reclined on the rock. He was in his own world as the woman continued to move up and down along his impressive length. Daisy was amazed at his girth as well. How this woman was able to take it down as far as she was... it was simply amazing. Even through the din of the falling water Daisy could occasionally hear the slap of the man having sex with the woman. His pelvis was moving in and out rather rapidly, and the slapping sound was accompanied by ripples up the woman's ass as he pounded into her. Daisy also found herself staring at the woman's dangling breasts as they moved back and forth and side to side. The rhythm of the motion was hypnotic and highly... erotic. Daisy caught herself licking her lips at the thought of latching on to such impressive specimens of the female form. The warm sensation had had been following Daisy ever since she drank all four drinks was now becoming something more. She didn't much care that she was surrounded by nature. The bugs seem to have disappeared ever since she started seeing these tiki torches. The road trip she had taken was no longer even in her memories as she watched the three lovers. She felt a red hot desire well up between her legs and she started to run her hand up the inside of her leg, never taking her eyes off the impressive peni... fuck it... COCK that kept disappearing down the woman's throat. Oh how badly she wanted to join them! That cock looked so good as it pulsed in the rainbow light of the water fall. The woman's hair was stuck to her back as the blonde man behind her continued hammering her forward and down to the balls of the reclining stud. Every once in a while the woman would lean back and take that heavy cock and slap it against her face. Daisy was now fingering herself as best she could through her uniform. She found it entirely too constraining, and started to strip of each constrictive layer until she reached her incredibly tight sports bra. Once she released the quad hooks holding the back of it together, Daisy felt the full weight and incredible sensual feeling of her breasts being entirely free. The warm air surrounding each of them was erotic enough, but when Daisy started to cup them and tug on them like the blonde man was doing from behind the woman as he fucked her... Daisy had never known such a feeling. Daisy started to feel the urge to recline, figuring she would have better access to her own sex that way. She found another smooth rock within perfect view of the 3 lovers as they switched positions. Now the large cocked man was fucking the woman, and she was taking the blond man down to his balls repeatedly. She was moaning much louder now and could be heard above the waterfall. Daisy was rubbing her pussy furiously and enjoying the waves of pleasure that were beginning to wash over her entire body. She watched as the incredibly huge cock was pulled from the woman's pussy and slapped heavily on each of her ass cheeks before plunging once again deeply into her womb. The woman would momentarily look over her shoulder when this occurred to give her approval to such slutty treatment. The blond man was turning more aggressive as well and was placing his hand on the back of the woman's head forcing her down on his smaller cock. When she would come up for air, thick strands of her saliva dribbled off her chin as she looked directly into his eyes before devouring him once more. Daisy began to fuck herself with her fingers and roughly tweak her nipples in an effort to find satisfaction. She had never known such desire before. She felt completely out of control and she liked it. She wanted to fuck someone... anyone... she wanted to have a woman lick her pussy... she wanted to take down a cock and taste cum... she was an animal on the loose. Daisy looked down one final time at the waterfall lovers. She watched to see the woman cumming repeatedly as her pussy convulsed around the thick cock that was violating her pussy again and again. The woman's body shook as she exploded with pleasure, and cried out into the sunset. Her eyes had rolled over into the back of her head and her mouth hung open as the blond man continued to face fuck her again and again. His balls were hitting her chin as she continued to cum. The action of her two lovers pushing her over the cliff of bliss again and again. Just as Daisy was about to make herself cum for the first time in years, the woman signaled to her two studs that she wanted to have them stand in front of her. Daisy watched as the two men stood on either side of the woman and she took hold of their cocks. She moved her hands up and down the full length of each one faster and faster. She would look back and forth into the eyes of each man and gauge when he was about to release his load onto her. Just before he was about to find his release, the woman would stop and hold him tightly until he regained control. She did this to both men repeatedly and Daisy could not take it anymore. Ever since she was a teenager and saw a bootleg porno movie, she was fascinated with how men shoot sperm out when they come. This woman had two studs ready to blow and she kept teasing them mercilessly! Daisy tilted her head back and began to find her own sweet release right there in the jungle. The fingers on her pussy were a blur, and the other hand was pulling the nipple tight on her large breast. The sensation of the two points of pleasure pushed her beyond the point of no return and she started to quiver in place. In the distance she heard the men begin to bellow out into the wild, and with the last vestige of control she had, Daisy lifted her head to see the results of a true cock slut receiving the fruits of her labor and skill. Daisy watched as the larger cock began to spew forth its milky contents all over the woman's breasts. Multiple pulses of energy pushed copious amounts of cum out the tip and down the woman's fingers. Daisy watched as long strings began to extend from the woman's hand down into the water. The sight was so erotic Daisy began to have a second orgasm. As an overwhelming amount of pleasure exploded into her sex once again, Daisy could scarcely believe her eyes as the second smaller cock began to rifle off multiple shots of cum that impacted the woman's face from top to bottom. The number was too high to count in her hedonistic condition, but Daisy could fully see the results. The woman smiled as thick globs of cum fell down both of her cheeks and onto her breast to join up with the semen that was already there. Kat's Cruise Ch. 03 The baptized woman seemed entirely satisfied with herself when she then looked directly into Daisy's eyes. Daisy didn't' believe it at first, but the woman winked at her- and then pursed her cum covered slips to blow a kiss in Daisy's direction. Seeing such a sexual woman, in such a state... and blowing kisses towards her... sent Daisy into her third and final orgasm that was bigger than the first two combined. She didn't know whether she should keep furiously working her pussy or if she should hold on to her breasts for dear life as the pleasure inside her nearly made her pass out with delight. As darkness began to close in around her, Daisy found she had no choice but to fall off into a very deep and very aroused form of sexual coma where she and the mystery woman were both serviced by cocks of all sizes... big and small it did not matter. As long as the end result was a warm fountain of precious cum, Daisy and the woman would be satisfied like the true sluts they were deep down inside. Kat's Cruise Ch. 04 Daisy woke easily from her deep sleep without any hint of agony from the 4 bottles of Rum she guzzled down. She looked around her surroundings to find them very clean and posh with all the expensive things in life. She blinked a few times, and started to look in vain for a window that would let her know what time of day it was. When she rolled onto her side, a delicate scent of jasmine filled the air around her and she breathed it in deeply. "Mmmm that's nice!" She thought to herself and buried her face in the soft comforter. Her entire body smelled like she had just come fresh out of a spa, and she felt even better. Daisy writhed amongst the silken soft fabric surrounding her body and smiled broadly to herself. "A girl could get used to this!" she said out loud to. "Why yes... yes she could..." said a woman's voice stepping into the room. Daisy shot up from her coiled position, pulling the soft comforter up around her body. She wasn't quite sure if she was clothed or not, but she was not about to take any chances. "Where am I?!" She blurted out as her eyes looked to the direction of the voice. All she could see was a closet door that had been opened with someone inside moving about. "How did I get here?" She continued. The woman's voice in the closet chuckled softly and then reassured her, "Don't worry you're safe... you just had a bit too much to drink!" Daisy blushed at the knowledge of this yet unseen woman. "Who... who ARE you?" she said with a hint of desperation. She leaned forward clutching the comforter to her chest and peering as best she could through the hinge gap of the closet. "Oh..." said the unseen woman, as she backed out of the closet. "... your employer." Kat looked at Daisy with her deep brown eyes and smiled like a cat playing with a trapped mouse. For her part, Daisy recognized Kat as being the woman at the waterfall who was being serviced by the two young studs. Just the thought made her clinch her thighs together as the warm sensation she experienced earlier began to spread once again. "You're not my employer!" Daisy said retort fully. "I work for Captain Merrill Rodgers!" Kat took a few steps towards Daisy and reached out with her manicured hand. She ran the back of her fingers down Daisy's cheek and said, "Oh sweetie... who do you think Merrill works for?" Kat smiled warmly as Daisy continued to fight the warmth building between her legs as the incredibly attractive woman touched her face. "My Name is Kat. And I do believe earlier today you were instructed - quite clearly I might add - to perform a product trial of our new drink that will be offered on the cruise line you work for." Daisy couldn't believe her ears or her eyes... she just didn't know which. "YOU are Kat?" She said. "Why yes!" Kat said with a giggle. "Were you expecting some 80 year old hag?" Daisy blushed as she remembered the comments she made earlier about her. Kat continued, "Well it seems someone can't quite follow directions!" Kat's index finger slightly bumped Daisy's small nose. "I do believe I clearly told you to drink only ONE of the bottles, and another one of my assistants said all FOUR were empty." Daisy couldn't help but notice how incredibly beautiful Kat was as she gently scolded her for drinking all four bottles. Daisy's mind went back to the waterfall where this woman standing before her was performing such incredibly erotic sexual acts that are normally reserved for only one's fantasies. As Kat continued explaining the purpose of the product for the future of the cruise line, Daisy found herself peeking a quick glance down at Kat's enormous breasts. Daisy was no stranger to breasts of this size, for she had them herself. However, SHE had spent a lifetime trying to hide them while Kat was obviously very proud to show them off. The warmth between Daisy's legs was spreading up to her chest and she let the corner of the comforter fall from her side in a moment of carelessness. Kat looked down to see the side of Daisy's bare breast and continued, "... and that is why you my dear basically were out of control. In fact... " Kat's glanced down at Daisy's chest and then ever so slowly back up again. "... I believe you are still experiencing some of the effects even now." Daisy was once again tuning out Kat's complex words, and was instead now focused on Kat's incredibly long eyelashes. As Kat looked up and down, the thick and dark lashes highlighted her eyes in such a way that drew Daisy into the dark pools of bliss that were looking at her in such a lustful manner. Daisy found herself leaning forward and quickly looking up and down from Kat's eyes to her soft ruby red lips. As she slowly inched forward, Daisy felt the cool air surround her now fully exposed breasts that had popped free of the warm comforter. She knew her breasts were exposed and she did not care. In fact, she hoped that Kat would perhaps notice them as the two women softly made contact and slowly began to kiss. Upon their initial contact, a spark of electricity shot through both women. Daisy could barely contain the burning fire that was now pulsing between her legs, and Kat found the uninhibited enthusiasm of this previously 'by the book' woman to be intoxicating. "So tell me..." Kat said as Daisy sucked on her bottom lip. "... how do you like the product's effect?" Daisy allowed Kat's lip to slip from between her own, and regarded the goddess once again. Kat was standing there breathing slightly heavier than before and her chest was just out of sight behind a loose fitting oriental style kimono. Kat's long dark hair was hanging over one shoulder, and she looked every bit the sexual animal Daisy had seen not long ago at the waterfall. Years of pent up sexual aggression and self denial caught up with her, and Daisy's hands shot out grabbing the loose fabric covering Kat's breasts. She roughly pulled each half of Kat's top to the side sending a few buttons bouncing around the room. Now that Kat's breasts were also exposed, the two women looked up on each other... each in their topless glory. Daisy smiled and said "Its fucking fantastic!" and the two women once again began to kiss passionately with a deep hunger to find release in each other's embrace. Kat's hands were the first to raise up and cup Daisy's breasts. She found them to be very warm to the touch and hanging heavily in that perfect way. The quick exhale from Daisy's mouth showed without a doubt that she loved the attention. Kat softly kneaded the warm flesh up the side until she felt the hardening nub of a nipple between her index finger and thumb. Kat pulled gently on the nipple extending it outward and up slightly. Daisy's response was to growl slightly and thrust her tongue into Kat's mouth searching desperately for her tongue. When they met, they fluttered about with abandon. The sweet taste shared between the two women only furthered the passionate flame building around them. Kat released the now swollen nipple from her grasp and cupped the opposite breast in a similar manner. Daisy leaned back and looked down at Kat's hand as it expertly pulled and tugged at her breast as only a woman would know how. She looked back up into Kat's face which was leaning in for yet another lust filled kiss. Daisy's hands traced the slender sides and toned back of Kat's exquisite form. As her hands went lower and lower, she finally found the object of her desire and grasped Kat's firm ass with one cheek in each hand. Her mouth slid off of Kat's lips and began to nibble along her neck as she squeezed the firm and round flesh beneath the kimono. Kat moaned in approval and continued to squeeze Daisy's breasts. The smell of Jasmine began to fill the room even more than before as Kat took control and gently pushed Daisy back onto the bed. Daisy's hair spread out gently across the pillows and she looked up at Kat who slowly disrobed to mirror her own nakedness. The two women once again took stock of each other and how beautiful they both were. With the utmost of grace, Kat lifted one knee onto the bed and slowly... inch by inch crawled up the length of Daisy's slender body. She was in no hurry as she first stopped at Daisy's belly button. Kat's long tongue extended out and gently traced circles around the delicate oval in Daisy's belly. The light from the room highlighted the taught lines of Daisy's form quivering under the attention. Kat's hair cascaded across Daisy's breasts. The contrast between the cool wet area around her navel with the warmth of Kat's hair across her breasts was exquisite. Daisy was in a perfect position where she could reach down and cup each of Kat's breasts with her hands, kneading them gently. With each squeeze, Kat would moan or breath sharply letting Daisy know her approval. Kat began to slowly make her way up to Daisy's breasts. Each one was laying naturally to the side and Kat gazed upon them deciding which to pay attention to first. She lowered her lips down to the left, and breathed hot air out onto the hardened nub. Daisy felt a shot of electricity from her breast to her spine and she wiggled with anticipation. Kat looked up at her once again with those long lashes and gently took the nipple between her teeth and gently pulled. Daisy had never seen such an erotic vision before and had to close her eyes as pleasure washed over her. Kat's lips sealed down over the areola and she began to suck and flick her tongue across the erect nub in her mouth. Daisy lay there in stunned silence as Kat divided her attention in a similar manner to the other breast as well. Just when the two lovers had developed a rhythm to their breast play, Kat moved up and began to kiss Daisy passionately once again. Daisy met her kisses and flickering tongue move for move right up until the point when Kat's long finger brushed the hot and wet place of desire burning between Daisy's legs. Instantly Daisy froze in place as another woman touched her sex for the first time. The skill with which she was being touched was as knowledgeable as Daisy's own hand would be, and yet it was this goddess before her that was providing such incredible stimulation. Kat looked deep into her eyes with each pulse of her finger rubbing around the clitoris and Daisy could do nothing but try her best to breath. When she finally relaxed enough to take in a few delicious gasps of air, Kat thrust her finger up inside her sex causing her to cry out into the small room. Daisy's long fingernails dug deeply into Kat's back as waves of pleasure washed over her one after another. Kat's magical hands were providing stimulation in all the right places between her clit and her sex. In addition, the entire time the magic was occurring down below, Kat continued to suckle on each of Daisy's breasts. Before long, the familiar sensation of release was upon her and Daisy exploded into the confines of the room screaming out for all she was worth- her sex clenching down on Kat's fingers which were buried deep within her. Kat held a long kiss as Daisy shuddered again and again - her eyes rolled over in her head and she felt like she could perhaps once again pass out due to the extreme pleasure she was experiencing. After the storm calmed, Daisy opened her eyes to once again look upon her goddess of pleasure. Kat smiled and sat back on her haunches exposing her sex for Daisy to see. Kat gave her the universal 'come hither' motion with her glistening finger and then began to lick it from top to bottom as she had done earlier to the massive cock at the waterfall. Daisy obeyed without hesitation and rolled over, to then crawl on all fours across the bed. As she neared Kat, a long toned arm extended out and grasped her hair. Daisy knew what was expected of her and she lowered her self obediently to Kat's glistening sex. Once in position, Daisy extended her tongue out and into the sweet warmth of Kat's pussy and began to slowly lick up and down, side to side across Kat's swollen clit. She knew she was doing well because Kat's hips began to slowly buck up and down as her tongue moved up and down. Daisy switched things up a bit and flicked her tongue as rapidly as she could. Kat responded by breathing in sharply and leaning forward to smack Daisy's bare ass with a loud smack. Daisy's throaty laugh sent shiver's up Kat's spine and she once again sat back to enjoy the attention of her lover. The tongue play continued for several minutes until Kat lifted Daisy up to a sitting position. Kat then leaned over to the bedside dresser and produced two small silver egg shaped objects connected by a wire . She held it up to her face and playfully looked over the shiny surface into Daisy's quizzical eyes. Without saying a word, Kat leaned forward and began to give Daisy another passionate tongue kiss. Daisy closed her eyes and once again tried to wrestle Kat's skilled tongue into submission. Seeing her chance, Daisy took the lead and began to push Kat back against the wall. As she did so however, she found that she lost all control of her body. The most intense and overwhelming feeling she had ever known penetrated her sex as a sound of soft buzzing filled the small room. Daisy's eyes opened wide, and her mouth hung open in silence. For her part, Kat smiled an evil grin and looked down past the heaving breasts of her lover in order to make sure the silver egg was perfectly positioned. Satisfied all was well, Kat turned up the vibratory power and watched her lover begin to melt into the sheets before her. Kat then took the matching egg that was also making the same soft buzzing sound and placed it between her legs. Not knowing how she would be able to last for more than a few seconds, Daisy thrust forward from her position on the bed and threw her arms around Kat in order to hold on for dear life. She felt her breasts crush into Kat's breasts and it was all she could do to just hold on and shiver from top to bottom. Kat was kissing her passionately all over the delicate features of her face, and she could feel the vibrations pushing her once again over the cliff into her personal valley of pleasure. When she heard Kat begin to cum, Daisy lost herself completely and gave in to the humming beast below. Kat was pleasantly surprised by Daisy's eagerness. When she threw her arm across Kat's shoulders and began to cry out to the god's of pleasure once again, Kat could no longer control herself. She kept the humming egg perfectly positioned as Daisy's body began to shudder from the orgasm she was experiencing. The two women's breasts were perfectly interwoven like gears in a cog as the first explosion of pleasure rocked Kat's body. The entire room seemed to fade away to darkness leaving her hopelessly at the mercy of her own body. Sparkles and streamers of brightly colored light burst forth into the darkness and filled Kat's eyes as she gazed upon the hedonistic gaze of her lover. She held per position as long as she could before she finally collapsed into the Jasmine sheets and was quickly followed by an equally satisfied Daisy. Both women looked at each other and began to smile. Kat ran her finger through Daisy's long hair and said, "I think I'll keep you. You just may need to help me convince my husband...He'll be here any minute." Daisy giggled and gave Kat another passionate kiss. "I think we'll be able to manage!" she said and began kissing Kat's neck once more. Just then, the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard outside the door.