8 comments/ 37277 views/ 16 favorites Serviced At Sea By: newForesterV2 Blonde wife looked fantastic in the tiny red bikini. Her body was magnificent, her full breasts really straining at the halter neck tied behind her neck and across her back. Her breasts were DDs and they moved and strained at the flimsy material, her hard teats pushing out like bullets in the hot, afternoon sun. Pants were almost thong-like, cut really high on her legs, almost above her waist line, leaving the expanse of firm, shapely thigh on view to all the other passengers and the cheeks of her wonderful ass, almost completely naked, swayed provocatively as she wandered round the deck. Her hair was in a ponytail, she wore 5inch heels on her sandals and a dainty chain round her ankle completed the exciting outfit! Stella, with her husband, Jack and their 18 son Chuck, had flown to New York from their home and joined the beautiful, modern liner for a once in a lifetime cruise round the southern Caribbean Islands for 12 nights. They had saved hard, worked hard, had a small legacy from a deceased relative and this was will be their reward for many years with just a token holiday in the States where they lived. Chuck had done brilliantly at school, both in his sports and in the academic exams and this was a sort of reward for his hard work over the last few years before he went off to college. They had adjacent cabins with port-hole views, but the weather was golden, the sea calm, the nights starry and so time in the cabins would hopefully be minimal. It was also a time for Stella to let her hair down. At home, the 38 blonde was becoming frequently frustrated with the way her sex life had deteriorated, after nearly 20 years of marriage, into a boring ritual, without any form of unknown ingredient to get her writhing with excitement. She did love her husband dearly, but it seemed that it was HE who wanted HER to take the lead, to create the atmosphere so that it was SHE who had to excite and dominate HIM. Stella didn't want this any more. She wanted hard, submissive sex, she wanted her body to be ravaged and enjoyed, because at long last she had the confidence to enjoy what she had! She worked hard at the gym two or three times a week, she kept her superb body in shape, she knew that other men ogled her if she was at the gym or out with her husband or buddies and, worst of all, her husband Jack seemed to want her to display herself and got a great kick out of other men lusting after his wife. Trouble was, he wouldn't follow it up with giving Stella the hard fucking she that desired. In fact, it was Jack who kept on at his wife about taking really sexy clothes on the cruise, so that he could get another kick from watching her being admired on board. Stella wasn't will disappoint!! She would look hot, if Jack wanted her to look hot!! They had joined the boat at midday and spent the afternoon relaxing around the pool and getting used to the ship as it set sail for the Caribbean. They were all a little tired after the flight to New York and it was an ideal opportunity to just laze in the sun and top up the tans. It hadn't stopped Stella slipping on one of her favourite bikinis, the red one, as she knew that her husband would just love seeing her tight body on display and it would also give her a thrill. It was the first afternoon and already Jack was able to just lay back and watch his wife captivate others with her fabulous body. This was good enough for him and, as he lay on his lounger on deck, he felt the first stirrings of his hardening cock in his trunks! Stella looked so hot and fuckable! Married couple watched their handsome son playing in the pool, using his skills to dive from the board same well as chat up the young girls who were also on the cruise. He was bigger than either his mother or father, over 6' with broad shoulders and strong, muscular legs and they were so proud of their son in what he had achieved. They thought he might get bored for 12 days with his Mom and Dad on a ship, but Chuck jumped at the offer when his parents put it to him and already he seemed to be mixing in with others of his own age on board. Liner was filled with different activities for everyone...a gym, pools, different restaurants, dance floors and discos, a casino and the aft decks of all the floors had sunbathing areas, so there was always something to do. Behind their sunglasses, Jack same well as Stella could see others ogling the blonde wife and mother and even the waiters delivering the drinks to their loungers couldn't take their eyes off the stunning breasts or the tiny bikini bottoms clinging round Stella's body as she lay back in the sun. She made a point of slowly sitting up to take the drinks from the young waiters and she knew that her breasts would be swelling up, trying to escape from the tiny red top and she always made a point of smiling coyly up at the admirer as if to say, 'Thankyou so much for the drink and please do enjoy admiring my hot body.' This, of course, made Jack's cock even harder in his trunks, but he wouldn't dare egg Stella on, except to say, 'You look really hot, darling. That bikini really suits you,' when what Stella really wanted him to say was, 'I'm taking you to the cabin where I'm really heading to fuck you hard.' Stella could only dream and fantasise about such domination, but it was just the first day aboard and she was really searchingward to the 12 nights at sea!! At the plush dinner table that evening, the three of them enjoyed wonderful food and a couple of bottles of wine, which made them even more tired, but Chuck decided to go off to search out the disco for the evening, leaving Stella and her husband to look out over the glorious sea as they had another cocktail at the dining table. Again, Jack had asked Stella to wear something hot down to the restaurant and the blonde wife had chosen something that would definitely get his blood rushing once more. Little, white skirt hung on her hips but only reached down to the tops of her thighs and if she bent over just a few inches, the cheeks of her firm bottom could almost be seen in all their glory, with just a narrow strand of white thong disappearing between the cheeks of her ass. Skirt was thin and pleated and swayed as she moved and, although Stella felt nervous at the amount of thigh on view, she was on holiday and if she couldn't wear it on board ship, she couldn't wear it anywhere. Shiny, brown shirt was buttoned from top to bottom but was really tight and her bra held her breasts firmly high, thrusting out and teasing. Heels were 5inch sandals and accentuated her wonderful legs all the way up, so that any admirer would follow the thighs and certainly would try to see what delights lay underneath the little skirt. Chain round her ankle just added to the blonde's sexy look! Stella conversed lazily with Jack at the table but knew that other diners in the open air restaurant were checking her out and she knew that Jack would see as well. So, every now and then, she would cross one sexy leg over the other, lifting a thigh up so that her legs were shortly wide apart, giving a quick glimpse between her thighs to the thong laying tucked firmly against her warm, soft, hairless cunt. 'You look wonderful, Stella,' Jack dribbled at his wife. 'You know others are enjoying your outfit, don't you?' She tried to look coy and innocent. 'Are they, darling? I'm that sorry...shall I stop it and put my legs back under the table?' teased Stella. 'Don't you dare...We're will take a stroll round the deck and then perhaps I might have a try at the casino for a while.' Stella groaned inside...the Casino!! Last thing she wanted was to stand by Jack's side while he spent his time and money, leaning over a roulette table, but as it was only the first night and she was quite tired anyway, Stella thought that a few minutes wouldn't be too bad. Couple rose from their table and started to move round the deck. Sun was still up on this gorgeous summer evening and there were many people milling about. First stop was will be St Lucia the following day and there was no doubt it was will be really hot again. Evening breeze was warm and gentle, the sun's rays came right across the sea and the setting was fantastic. Jack admired his wife's tits moving seductively by his side as they walked and then felt his cock rise again as the gentle breeze played with his wife's flimsy, pleated skirt. 'Leave it,' he whispered as Stella was about to try and hold the hem down in the breeze. God, she suddenly felt horny, her pussy became damp and she left her hands limp at her sides. Every minute or so, the breeze would gently lift the white hem up at her ass...just for a second or two, but it was enough to expose the glorious bottom as they walked. Her heart was beating fast, her breasts were heaving and the itch in her cunt was getting greater all the time. As they walked round the deck, Stella was getting hornier by the moment, noticing all the men eyeing her body, her stunning teats becoming harder against her little bra and her wonderful ass slipping into view each time the skirt slithered up in the breeze. They stopped against the side railing to look out at the sea and she felt her husband's hand slide down her back to the top of the skirt. Stella leant over a fraction on the railings, her firm bottom jutting out that invitingly and she knew her cheeks would nearly be fully exposed...OH FUCK, my thong is almost soaking! Jack gently caressed her skirt, feeling the naked cheeks underneath and right at that moment, Stella just wanted laying down and fucking same hard as any cock could give it to her! Did the invitation come???...Did it hell! 'Let's go and find the Casino, sweetypie!' It was the last thing she wanted...the bloody casino. But she wasn't will beg and soon they were entering the casino room where Jack quickly took a seat at the roulette wheel. He got his chips and Stella stood dutifully at his shoulder, still the sexiest woman in the room. She watched him lose a few, win a few, but she quickly became bored, especially as she was receiving some wonderful smiles from other men in the room. 'I'm heading to search Chuck, darling and then I might go to bed, I'm that tired...You come back when you're ready, sweetheart. OK?' Jack was concentrating hard on the wheel and stroked his wife's leg at his side as he mumbled, 'OK, darling. I won't be long now. You get some sleep and I'll be there soon.' Stella strolled out of the room, still feeling horny from her sexy display on the deck and, although she was tired, she didn't feel like will bed just yet. Ship was alive with activity and Stella thought she'd go and see if Chuck was OK, although she was sure that he would be and she might even get to have a dance or two with him. But she felt like freshening up first in the 'Ladies.' What the hell! She was on holiday on this fabulous ship and already she had been a hit in her striking outfits. Her pussy was wet, she was getting admiring glances from all around and Stella felt good about herself. why, since he's will waste time in the casino shouldn't she enjoy a few dances or have a drink with her son. Yes, why not indeed? She looked at herself in the cloakroom mirror and couldn't help feeling proud of the way she looked. She did a few turns, felt really hot at the way her little skirt showed off the curve of her ass and shapely legs and then decided to cast caution to the wind. Stella undid the top three buttons of the shirt and watched as her breasts burst into view, the twin orbs being lifted and squeezed together by the firm bra holding them in place. She had magnificent DDs and knew that the look would grab even more attention. Taking another deep breath, she untucked the bottom of the shirt from the skirt and undid the bottom 3 buttons also. Then she tied the loose ends of the shirt together, high up on her tummy, just below her heaving breasts. OH FUCK...she looked incredible, her bare midriff going from just under her chest down to where her tiny, little skirt hung on her swaying hips. Wow! She was like a woman on heat and, although a little nervous again, Stella felt wonderful and was ready to see what the rest of the ship had to offer! She took one last look in the mirror and then left the room to try and find the disco bar and, possibly, her son Chuck. Almost immediately, she was bombarded with smiles as she strolled past other guests on the ship. She could feel eyes burning into her from behind and there were even blatant looks at her chest as the brown shirt now only just covered the little bra, leaving the hard mounds of flesh of her tits beautifully thrusting and on view. Then, suddenly, Stella saw one of the young waiters from the deck earlier in the afternoon coming towards her. He was already smiling at her. 'Hello, pretty lady! You are beautiful lady sunbathing this afternoon with your husband, no?' His dark, latin eyes drilled into Stella, but his manners were impeccable. He was no longer in his uniform and was obviously off duty and he stopped to talk to the gorgeous blonde. 'Why, thankyou young man,' Stella purred. 'Yes, I'm one and the same and I was just heading to search my son in the disco...could you direct me, do you think?' 'A son? You have son?...you don't look old enough, lovely lady, ' and Stella blushed at the compliment, this coming from a man who could only have been in his mid twenties. They spoke for a few more minutes and she learned that he was from South America and, although his accent was stilted, his English was very good and that sexy! 'And what about your husband...where is he?' 'Oh, he's playing in the casino...not something I find very exciting, so I thought I might have a drink and perhaps see what my son is up to.' Stella could see the young man admiring her breasts which were lifted and almost talking to him and he also kept glancing down to her bare tummy and the way her skirt was way down low, just about hanging on her fine hips. 'I will show you way, Miss...I thought you looked really good in the red bikini this afternoon, but it is even much more beautiful now!' and again Stella smiled coyly, knowing that the waiter was hooked and had a job to take his eyes from her. As they walked together, he told her his name was Gilbert and that he had worked on the ship for about 6 months. After going up a couple of decks, Stella could hear the noise from the disco close by and then they were in it. It was dark, music was beating heavily around the room and the place was crowded with mostly young people. Stella had a quick glance round the darkened room but couldn't pick out Chuck anywhere and then Gilbert led her over to the bar. It was difficult to hear what was being said, but soon he was thrusting a drink into Stella's hand and he stood over her and began to try and talk again. But mostly he was lusting down onto her wonderful chest, watching her tits move about that erotically and when he spoke, Gilbert leaned down to her ear, his eyes only inches from the heaving mounds of flesh. Stella knew exactly what he was doing...and loved every second! Not only was this swarthy, young man paying her great attention, but she could see that most of the other males in the room kept glancing her way to check out her ass and legs same well as the thrusting breasts. Thump of the beat, the music and low lights, the drink that Gilbert had bought her and the sexy outfit, were all making Stella's adrenalin rush round her body and she was feeling relaxed and good...and hot! Suddenly, Gilbert didn't ask, but he pulled the blonde wife towards the dance floor and before she knew it, Stella was jutting her body back and forth, up and down to the heavy beat of the music. Her little skirt moved up and down her ass, but she didn't care...she was on holiday and she was will enjoy herself. Her breasts were out of control and thrust up and down, only just staying in the tight bra. God, she'd never felt that alive! This young man was enjoying her company in the disco, it had been ages since she had been dancing and her body was alive and rampant. Music kept coming and Stella kept dancing. Gilbert was moving steadily closer to her, his hips thrusting in time to the beat and then he grabbed her hips and they gyrated together. Backwards and forwards they moved amongst the tight throng of people and his hands were on the little, white skirt, pulling the sexy woman to him while looking into her abandoned eyes. 'You good mover, lady,' he shouted above the noise. 'You have really sexy body, yes?' and then one of his hands moved on to her naked skin in the small of her back. Stella tingled, the goose bumps were all over her arms and their bodies were almost touching. Gilbert held her firmly, a hand on her waist and another one in the small of her back and as they danced he was pulling her in closer. Stella loved each lunging thrust of the dance and the dark, latin eyes held her own as slowly the bodies began to touch at the groin. Music was endless and Stella could feel this young man up against her. There was no shame as she could feel Gilbert grinding his manhood against her skirt, holding her tight and then relaxing and then with the next beat of the music, pulling her in hard so that his young, vibrant cock was between her legs, rubbing her thin skirt up and down. She almost groaned out loud as his hold became firmer and harder and Stella was not about to dissuade Gilbert from his efforts. Gradually, both of his hands went behind Stella's back and slid down to the hem of her skirt...God, he was feeling her bottom, holding the cheeks of her ass as they continued to dance. He gripped her firmly in his hands and now the dancing was just a movement enabling the young waiter to rub his cock deeply between Stella's open thighs! OH FUCK, she thought. What am I will do? Feeling was magnificent, her juices flowing and her cunt so on fire. Nobody seemed to be aware as the floor was now packed with dancers, all moving freely to the music. People were kissing deeply, groping one another and Stella didn't even consider that her son Chuck might be among the revellers. All she could think about was this wonderful cock dry fucking her on the dance floor. Skirt and little thong offered little protection and she could feel the lips of her cunt sliding about as Gilbert pushed his body against her relentlessly. By now, he was over her shoulder, holding her to him and Stella could only reach up and put her arms round his neck...thank God for the high heels, she thought, or she would not reached. He began to whisper in her ear , but Gilbert still kept up the attack with pulling her ass in so that his cock ground against her body. 'You beautiful, sexy lady...lady on holiday, with husband playing in casino. He be crazy to leave you on your own...no?' 'Well, thank you again, young man. I'm glad really, because this dance is really great, Gilbert. I'm feeling really hot, so thank you for asking me to dance,' and Stella held tightly, not wanting the feelings to go. She was frisky, on fire, her cunt was feeling wonderful at being pressurised that forcefully, but she wasn't prepared for the next statement. 'Asking sexy American lady to dance is pleasure . Lady is hot, yes? Asking lady to fock is not gentleman , yes? Lady fock, no? She would be beautiful fock and lady like to enjoy, yes?' Stella gulped and clung on tightly again. Did she hear that right? Would I like to 'fock?' Would I enjoy 'fock?' 'Gilbert, what are you saying? I am hot, so would I like to 'fock,' as you say?' She looked up into his dark eyes, but he only smiled and pulled her ass in again so she felt his hard tool rubbing against her again. How many women had he said this to on cruises? Did it matter...he had taken her to such a pitch, where her juices were weeping, her body on fire, her head spinning and Stella was so confused that...what about Jack...and Chuck? Where was Chuck...was he here, in the disco...she had another look round, but couldn't see him, but there were hundreds in the room. Serviced At Sea Suddenly, while she was still weighing up what to say, or do, Gilbert grabbed her hand and began to lead her towards the door. 'Sexy lady,' he shouted, 'you come with me,' and in a few seconds, she was behind Gilbert going into one of the lifts. Immediately the doors closed, Gilbert's hands went round Stella's body to embrace her and his hands slid down to her bottom once more. She felt his hard cock against her again and then his lips moved straight onto hers and, before she knew what to say or do, his tongue was sliding around her mouth in the most passionate kiss. Doors opened again and the waiter was guiding her out, along a short passage and then out onto one of the open decks. Stella was caught up, things were moving at such a fast pace and she didn't have time to complain or say anything. 'Gilbert, where are you taking me,' but he didn't answer and just moved towards the back of the boat and sat her down on an open air seat in a darkened corner. There was no-one else about, but the sea looked beautiful, the sun had disappeared and the air was that peaceful. What was she doing here? Stella didn't really care! Straight away, Gilbert started to kiss the blonde wife again, tongues mashing together and his hand sliding up the inside of her skirt. OH FUCK, this young man was wanting to play with her, to 'fock' her and unless she put a stop to it now, he was just will do it! 'Gilbert, Gilbert. My husband...what if he comes round here searching me? He might be searching me right now!' 'Don't worry, sexy lady. This is private area, just for ship's crew. No-one disturb us here,' and he went back to exploring Stella's mouth while his fingers moved onto her thong to find it soaking. She, her mind in auto-mode, gently moved her thighs apart and felt the slim fingers slide under the thong and then her cunt opened and Gilbert was inside her body! 'I want 'fock' beautiful lady, yes? You really sexy, nice lady. You want 'fock,' no? Her mind was in turmoil, but her body just wanted it. She had flaunted her body all day on the ship and this was the outcome. His hand was mauling her chest now, while his other hand was between her open thighs. Stella was at such a pitch and when Gilbert pulled her up to move her against the side railings of the deck, Stella just went obediently. He went behind her and put his arms around her body as she leant against the railings, looking out to sea. She felt her little skirt being lifted high onto her waist and then Gilbert's fingers were playing with her thong, easing it down a few inches to the middle of her thighs. God, he's will do it! He's moved my clothes so I'm naked from the waist down...ummm...oh, God, the first night on board and this young hunk is going to...geeeesus! He's going to 'fock' me here, in the open air, leaning against the railings! As she watched the sea lapping against the side of the ship below her, Stella felt the masculine fingers easing her thighs slowly apart. 'Oh God, Gilbert...what...what are you doing...ohhhhhhh!' She held tightly to the railings and then the hard helmet of his cock, so rock like and that big, was pushing her cunt lips open and sliding in to her depths from behind. 'Oh, beautiful lady. I 'fock' you good, yes. I want 'fock' you so really hard and make you feel really, really sexy,' and then he started a firm, hard rhythm against Stella's body. She felt incredible! She had wanted to have a good time on this cruise but she didn't realise it was heading to happen this early...or without her husband! This was a fine, young, strange cock inside her...enough to take her breath away. He was young, vibrant and he was stretching her cunt like it hadn't been for years. He was reaching far down into her depths with each wonderful stroke, but she was also being pushed apart by the thick girth. 'Gilbert...Gilb...no, no, ohhhhhh...that's wonderf...that's...that's really fucking me hard...ummmmm...don't stop now. Please don't ...OH FUCK!' At this sign of enthusiasm, Gilbert reached round to Stella's chest and grappled with the bra to get those wonderful tits free. Huge melons swung free and the waiter grasped them as he continued to hammer away at her cunt. He felt the bullet like teats in his hands, he squeezed the mounds of incredible flesh and was almost hammering Stella against the railings with each hard thrust of his throbbing cock. 'Ohhhhhh my Godddddd!' She had her first cum within 2 minutes...a shattering cum brought on by the shock of such an adulterous fuck against the side of the ship, the stunning beauty and size of this young man's cock and the thought that at last someone had taken charge of her needful body and just used her to give her a wonderful seeing to. Stella felt her juices sliding onto the insides of her thighs, she felt her body tense and shake as the cum ploughed around her body, but most of all she felt Gilbert just keep up the pace, non-stop, thumping his cock back and forth right into the depths of her appreciative cunt. It was awesome and Stella couldn't get enough of it! 'Ohhhhh, ohhhh, Gilbert! OH FUCK, you've made me cummmmmm...right here in the open air. Your cock is...your cock is wonderful...don't stop...please don't stop...!' 'You like 'fock' lady, don't you? I said you very nice 'fock' didn't I,' but Gilbert just kept going, not breaking his stride or stroke one iota. 'I want 'fock' you every day, American lady.' This made Stella laugh to herself...was he serious, could he really mean what he said...I don't think so! Stella decided to ignore that statement and just keep enjoying the moment. There was no sign of the young waiter reaching a climax, but suddenly he slipped out and turned the blonde wife around and pushed her downwards, holding his cock firmly so that Stella was in no doubt as to his intentions. 'You want to 'fock' my face, don't you Gilbert,' Stella grinned at her little accent joke. No other words were said as she went down onto one knee, her tits hanging down and her thong still across her thighs and then she held the wonderful specimen of manhood in her fingers. She looked up at Gilbert's eyes and then gently took as much of him into her mouth as possible. She could taste her own juices on his skin and then began to ease him in and out between her lips. Gilbert's hands played in her blonde locks, holding her in place and, as she had indicated, he started to fuck her face in wonderful fashion. Each time, Stella was able to take a little more into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out at the exertion and size, but she wouldn't hold back at all, nor did she want to. She wanted this cock as far down her throat as possible and her other hand went down between her legs to scratch and rub at her hardened clit. Play the Casino indeed! Jack should be here now to see this!! Blonde wife and mother, now really on a high and her cunt still oozing her juices, slurped and held tightly to the wonderful cock as she pushed it deep down into her mouth. Then she eased it back up again, nibbled and licked the awesome specimen, before sliding right back into the depths of her throat. Speed increased and Gilbert held her head more tightly as he tried to ram his cock out the back of her head and then at last he was there. 'Lady, lady,' he murmured. 'I am ready...really ready to...,' but his voice trailed off and he held his trembling member just a few inches from the mature face looking up at him. His other hand held Stella's head and then...whoosh,... the first spurt of his young seed splashed across her face and Stella blinked her eyes in defence. Splash and another spurt, splash, splash and she felt the cum sliding down her face while the sexy waiter emptied his exertions from his body. As Gilbert's efforts gradually died, Stella took him back into her mouth and licked the remains off, smiling up at her aggressor and then she let him go and the liaison was over. Thoughts of where she was, what she had done and what the repercussions might be suddenly flew round Stella's brain! 'OH FUCK, Gilbert. Time, the time, look at time!' She grabbed a tissue from her bag and wiped off her face as best she could and then she was flying along the deck, trying to remember how to get back to her cabin. At last she found her cabin and she was out of breath and fiddling with the pass-card to unlock the door. She prayed to herself that her husband, Jack, was either not there or that he was fast asleep, but as she was about to slide the pass-card into the door, the door to her son's cabin, next door, squeaked slowly open. Stella held her breath, only to see a young brunette girl, no older than 18 or 19, slide out of the door, carrying her shoes and wearing a little dress that left little to the imagination. As the girl turned to see Stella looking at her, she blushed and slipped off past her and disappeared down the corridor. Stella watched for a few seconds more and smiled as Chuck, her son, poked his head round the door and the blood seemed to drain from his face! 'Mom, what are you doing there...it's gone midnight...where's dad?' As he stepped out into the corridor, his Mom could see that he was wearing only his jockey shorts and an embarrassed smile. 'Shhh...keep the noise down, Chuck. I might ask you the same question...I've been dancing, but what have you been doing...as if I didn't know,' and she laughed quietly at her son who continued to blush. 'Let me come in for a moment!' Stella and her son were soon inside his cabin, trying to hide from one another what they had been doing, when Chuck suddenly said, 'You looked great on the dance floor, Mom, really hot...but I saw you leave about an hour ago...and who was your partner, then?' Chuck eyed his Mom up and down, taking in the hot body in the short skirt, but also the gaping mounds of flesh of Stella's great tits and the bare tummy. Stella was taken aback at being spotted in the disco by her son and decided to try and grab the initiative. 'Oh Chuck! You've been having some fun, haven't you and I just went for a walk round the decks with the nice young man I was dancing with. Don't you think it's best if we keep our little secrets to ourselves?' and she cuddled up to her tall son with slipping an arm round his waist and resting her head on his shoulder. His massive frame engulfed her shorter body, but he returned the compliment with putting an arm round her shoulders and when he looked down, he couldn't help notice his Mom's magnificent breasts, only just being held in place by the flimsy bra. 'Well, Mom. I'm sure we could keep a little secret between ourselves, but...do you mind if I say this, Mom...you really do look hot tonight and I just luvvvv your outfit,' and Chuck bent a few inches and kissed his Mom on the top of her blonde hair. At the same time, Stella moved her eyes down and felt excited and a little embarrassed at the same time, as she watched the tight jockey shorts around her sons waist and couldn't help notice how he had grown into a fine young man!! 'No doubt the young lady I saw just now kept you happy, son?' smiled Stella. She saw him blush again, but shivered with pride as Chuck replied, 'She doesn't look half same sexy as you, Mom. I really thought you were one of the young teenagers when I saw you dancing with your back to me in the disco.' 'Well, thankyou, young man,' Stella said, her chest swelling even more with pride...or was it more than pride? 'And you've grown into a handsome young man, Chuck,' and she put both arms round his naked, flat waist and looked up to see his dark eyes smiling down at her. She felt Chuck's free hand go to her naked tummy and then he lowered his head down towards her mouth. OH FUCK, thought Stella...no, no, we mustn't, but suddenly his soft lips were on hers and his hand was gently caressing her naked tummy, rubbing round and round while the arm round her shoulder squeezed her into him. After only a second or two with their lips touching, Stella pulled away, trying to change the atmosphere. 'Honey, if you think I'm that hot, why don't we go dancing together the next time we have a free evening? That would be real cool, wouldn't it? Your father likes to go to the casino, so you and I could have great time at the disco, couldn't we?' 'OK Mom, that would be great...but only if you look hot like tonight.' 'No danger...I want to look hot all of the time we're on holiday...so it's a date then, handsome? Look it's real late, Chuck and tomorrow we get a chance to look round St Lucia for a few hours...I'd better go back now...but we've been dancing together tonight. OK? That covers us both, doesn't it?' and she kissed her son quickly on the cheek again and slid quietly out of the door. Thank God! When she got into her cabin, she could hear immediately the snores of a happy husband in deep slumber in his bed. Next morning, they all had an early breakfast on deck, ready to get one of the tenders to take them ashore for a few hours. They all teased one another about the previous night, Stella and Chuck saying they had been dancing at the disco and Jack not really being totally honest about how much he'd lost at the roulette table! Matter was quickly forgotten and they were soon getting out of the tender onto the golden sands of the Caribbean island. Even at 9o'clock, the sun was hot and Stella had chosen another stunning bikini. It was black and white polka dot, almost a thong round her ass and only just covering her pussy mound and the top was a couple of spaghetti straps over her shoulders, holding the two small pieces of material across a very small section of her glorious tits. She was bare foot and looked hot and she saw her husband drooling at her whenever he could and even Chuck commented, 'Wow Mom! You're really looking hot again in the bikini...isn't she dad?' Dad could only mumble his appreciation, but he had the first stirrings in his trunks again as he watched his wife's glorious ass strut up the beach in front of him. As well as the people from the ship on the beach, there were plenty of locals about, there were boat rides in tiny motor boats run by the locals, little kiosks on the beach selling cold drinks and food, sun loungers all over the place to enjoy the hot morning air and the place was thriving and relaxing. Chuck said he was will explore the beach a little and perhaps see if there were any shops about and Jack and Stella sat down under a shade to take in the beautiful scenery and activities. 'Don't miss the boats back, honey,' Stella, which is named after her son. 'We've got 4 hours and then she sails again. I'm will have a swim, Jack...it's that hot, isn't it?' She pulled her blonde hair back into a pony tail and then Jack watched his gorgeous, hot wife stroll down to the shore line and gently ease herself into the sunlit, blue sea. God, he thought, she is one hot woman and he could see almost every other male on the beach with their eyes on stalks. His fantasies started to run extream again as he saw Stella dive under the water and then surface, water dripping off her stunning body and he managed a quick stroke of his rising cock, hoping that no-one would notice. Then suddenly he could see Stella being joined in the water! Jack watched avidly as two young St Lucian men waded into the surf and began to talk to his wife. He was too far away to hear what was being said but it was obviously gentle banter as there were smiles and relaxed body language. Water only came up to Stella's thighs, so the two men were able to ogle the wonderful tits as the water dripped down her skin and also see the stunning shape of her hips and thighs as the little costume clung round her body and only just kept her decent. Jack's cock stirred again and then the three in the water turned and were all walking towards him. 'Honey, this is Leroy and Clyde and they offered to take us out in their boat for a ride. No charge is there, guys?' and at that point, Stella smiled and ran her hands through her hair to wipe the water off her pony tail and this had the effect of lifting her breasts high so that each man was almost gaping open-mouthed at the fabulous shape before them. Both men were in their twenties, well built with jet black, shiny skin and tight, curly straggly hair. When they smiled, beautiful white teeth grinned from their mouths and they wore only baggy shorts and flip flops...nothing else. 'Come on Jack,' enticed Stella. 'It would be great to have ride out on the water, wouldn't it and then when we get back we can have a drink from one of the bars. Come on honey!' Jack didn't seem to have a choice, but in the end, he followed his wife down to the shore with Leroy and Clyde and thought that at least it would pass some time before they went back to the cruise ship. Two men helped Jack and Stella into the little boat which was powered by an outboard motor, perhaps spending a few more seconds touching her skin than was necessary and soon they were a hundred yards or so off shore, chugging along parallel with the beach. Soft breeze was so cooling in the heat and the views were spectacular and Jack looked back to see the beach where they were just now, disappearing in the distance. People got less and less on the beach as the boat moved along and then they were going round the end of the island and the place was almost deserted. After another 5 minutes or so, there was a little inlet in the coast and Clyde turned the tiller so that the 4 of them eased down the little, narrow stream with overhanging trees, rocky sides and only an occasional glimpse of sand. It must have been 3 or 4 hundred yards and there was suddenly a tiny little beach hidden away between two sides of rocks. Air was cool but still beautiful under the sun and Clyde guided the boat into the shallow water and then it was on the sands. It was real beauty, almost silent with only the sounds of the birds and other extreamlife to hear. 'This is very special beach,' smiled Leroy. 'No-one comes here at all, because you can only get here by boat.' It was only about 50 yards long and less than 20 yards back to the trees overhanging the sand and when Jack and Stella were helped out of the boat, all they could do was stand and admire the absolute peace and quiet and tranquillity of the place. Once again, Leroy held Stella's body tightly as he helped her from the boat, his hand slipping down to almost her buttocks and bringing a shiver to the blonde's spine. 'Glad you came, now, aren't you honey?' Stella grinned at her husband. . ouple of blankets were brought out and spread on the little area of sand and then the two young men went off behind the trees for 5 minutes or so. Jack and Stella sat down and wondered at the beauty of it all and suddenly the two St Lucians were back, each carrying a huge water melon. They retrieved a huge knife from the boat and sliced the melon up and handed it round. It was delicious and the four of them chatted idly as the juices slid down their bodies from the fruits. Jack could see the two young men eying up his wife, watching her breasts move sexily, particularly when the juices ran down her wonderful chest and then on down her tummy. 'We swim,' announced Clyde. 'It is very cool but beautiful clear water...You come in water for swim,' and he almost pulled Stella onto her feet and soon the 4 of them were in the little stream, shouting and playing and making the most of the hospitality. At one point, Leroy went between Stella's legs and lifted her up from the water, much to the excitement of her watching husband and then Leroy threw her back in again. Back on the hot beach, Stella decided not to dry off, mainly because there were no towels, but also because she was getting quite excited and horny at the boys' attention and decided to tease them a little in front of her husband. She knew that the droplets of water would rest on her tits and her tummy and legs, but also she couldn't take her eyes off the men themselves. Water on their muscular, black bodies gave them such a masculine appearance that she could feel the itch beginning between her legs and she had to squeeze her thighs together to remain somewhat decent. Serviced At Sea This was almost too much for Jack as he knew the effect the boys were having on his wife and also the effect she was having on them, but it also made him quite excited and he decided just to watch and enjoy the relaxation. He saw Clyde go to the boat and return with a huge plastic bottle filled with a yellow liquid and then Clyde said, 'You cannot leave our beautiful island and not hav a proper St Lucian massage,' and he was looking straight at Stella as he spoke. 'This has 100's of years tradition and all ladies that have massage after swim in cool waters go away with wonderful feelings and memories.' 'Husband, he enjoy to watch, no?' What could Jack say, with his wife grinning at him with eager pleasure? Clyde carried on. 'You come and lay on this blanket, lady and we give you beautiful St Lucian massage.' Stella looked at her husband, as if asking for permission, but Jack was only too eager to see this happen before him. 'Well, honey, you must try the local customs, mustn't you, while we're on holiday!!' Stella smiled back and another shiver went down her spine. Jack watched avidly as his wife moved across to the other blanket only a few yards away and lay down on her stomach in the sun. Clyde and Leroy knelt either side of her body and Clyde gently poured some of the yellow liquid onto her back. Jack thought it was his birthday! His sexy wife, his horny blonde wife was actually laying down on this deserted stretch of the island and was about to be massaged by two hunky young local men in front of his eyes. He watched Stella's hot body in the hot sun and there was already a tent rising in his swimming trunks. God, he couldn't believe his luck! Much as he had so many fantasies about watching his sexy wife, he would never actually have the nerve to ask her to do something like this and to be relaxing on a Caribbean island while it happened was just too much for him. Liquid felt like honey on Stella's back and then she felt the first big hand on her shoulders, sliding the sweet smelling liquid into her skin, all round her shoulders and upper back. Then more hands and all four giant hands were touching her skin now. They could see the wonderful cheeks of her ass, with only just a sliver of black and white material covering the deep crack between them, they could see her firm thighs relaxing on the blanket and they could see the curves of her fabulous breasts being pressed against the blanket as Stella relaxed on her tummy. Aroma from the liquid massage was beautiful and the sun beating down on Stella's skin, coupled with the soft but powerful hands on her body, was sending Stella off into rapturous wonderland...and Jack could hardly take a breath, he was that excited! Leroy deftly unclipped the bikini top and slid the straps down Stella's arms, but nobody said a word, the atmosphere was now so tense and electric and the hands went back to massaging the oil into that awesome body. Clyde poured more oil onto the backs of her legs and his hands just roamed round the soft skin of the thighs and calves while Leroy concentrated on Stella's back. Gently, Clyde eased ever so slowly onto Stella's ass cheeks, his big hands kneading the flesh in his long fingers and, as he did so, he stroked the insides of her thighs, almost at the very top...!! 'OH FUCK,' muttered Stella to herself in a whisper. 'This is wonderful...,' and she could feel her cunt start to itch and get damp once more. Now that fingers were very near the tops of her legs, the dampness became more intense, it became wet, really wet in her cunt lips and when Clyde added a little pressure to her thighs, she had to give in and open her legs just a few inches! But it was enough to get Jack's cock even harder as he watched the two men manipulate his wife. He was rock hard now and getting worse, as he watched the two black men gently play with his wife. It seemed so natural to see it happening, but they had undone her bikini top and taken the straps down and they had eased her thighs open and were squeezing and playing and massaging the cheeks of her bottom. This was magnificent, thought Jack, but he wondered how far Stella would let them go before she protested...and Stella wondered if Jack would say anything, because she certainly wasn't going to...this was too good to put a stop to! Neither said a word. As Clyde massaged the firm shoulders, Jack could suddenly see Leroy's fingers toying on the insides of Stella's open thighs and one of his hands slid between her legs and Jack thought Leroy's fingers definitely moved under his wife's bikini bottoms to feel her cunt. Jack slid his hand inside his trunks to grab his cock as he couldn't resist any longer. 'You OK, honey?' he asked her in a token gesture. He was surprised by her reply. 'OH FUCK, Jack. This is wonderful. I feel that relaxed and...ummmmmm,' and she held her breath as she felt Leroy's fingers sliding over her soaking cunt and then he gently opened her body to push a finger inside her. 'Ummmm, ohhhhhh, that's...that's so...' but she couldn't finish and just closed her eyes and rested her head down on the blanket once more. Again, silence filled the air as the two black hunks continued and Jack carried on holding tightly to his raging cock. 'You like special massage, lady?' Clyde asked, a big grin all over his young face. All Stella could answer was a mumbled 'Ummmmmm, lovely...please don't stop,' and it was like a green light to the two St Lucians who didn't really have any intention of stopping anyway! They had had no protest from Jack, watching with his hand down his trunks and Stella herself was emitting favourable noises as she lay with her legs open with Leroy's fingers exploring her cunt. Warm breeze fluttered through the trees, the water was almost still just a few feet away and the sun beat down with an intensity to make this scene like something from a film. As Leroy still caressed Stella's body inside the bikini bottoms, Clyde had eased his hands down to the sides of her chest and was massaging the sides of her wonderful tits that spilled out while pressed against the blanket. Slowly he pushed his fingers between the loose bikini top and her skin and then he was cupping those wonderful peaks of flesh, feeling the hard teats that had been squashed against the ground. Blonde wife moaned and sighed again, the feelings so horny as hands were on her tits and in her cunt. She was frantic with lust now, craving for more and she knew that Jack would be even more excited than her, if that were possible. Men had gently seduced her, but with such subtlety that neither she nor Jack could find any way of objecting or protesting. It had worked perfectly...they had bought her and Jack to a deserted piece of the Island and had gently worked them up so that the options were completely limited...could they make their own way back to the cruise ship? Of course not! Did Stella want any of this to stop...and did Jack? Of course not! Setting was perfect, the peaceful surroundings ideal...and Stella was hot and horny now...for God sake, don't leave me like this now, she begged to herself. Two young men looked at one another and then gently turned the 'patient' over onto her back and as they did, they allowed the loose bikini top to fall completely away so that now Stella's firm, jutting breasts were naked. Nipples pointed up at the sun like TV aerials, atop the mounds of quivering flesh that stood like mountain peaks ready to be conquered. They were magnificent and yet more golden oil was poured over Stella's body, this time on her front and Clyde and Leroy got to work again. Jack was beside himself with excitement and he had a job to hold off and not let himself 'cum' before any more action ensued! He was almost sizzling under the sun, but nothing was will tear him away from the show in front of him, so he propped himself on one elbow and just tried to caress his cock and not lett it jump outta control! On her back, Stella closed her eyes and felt the big hands carry on their work. He would have done it by now, if Jack was will say anything, she thought. Her cunt was on fire and Clyde was now able to concentrate his hands on those magnificent tits, rubbing the oil into the wonderful flesh, kneading and squeezing the mounds of flesh and he could see the mature wife's face sighing and licking her lips in anticipation. Below, Leroy was easing his hands up and down the sexy thighs as he knelt between her legs and then he pushed the legs open further. Stella was frantic, her juices leaking into her costume and she knew that the little piece of black and white material would not be leaving much to the imagination. She could feel Leroy's fingers going higher and higher on her inner thighs and then she felt a thumb just brush across the material covering her cunt. She almost jumped with sexual lust and excitement, but then he did it again, this time a little harder. Her pussy lips opened and Leroy's thumb slid down the material, pushing it inside Stella's cunt and then it went across her clit. 'Aghhhh,' she moaned, feeling the all too familiar feeling rising up in her loins. As she kept her eyes tightly shut and feeling the hot sun steam into her body, she suddenly felt her costume being eased to one side and then a soft tongue and firm lips were licking her right on that wonderful spot! Stella 'came' immediately and her body shuddered through a fantastic climax. Jack shot his load into his trunks and it had taken 2 seconds of Leroy's tongue on the shuddering open cunt. This girl was ready and willing!! 'OH FUCK,' she moaned as the trembles moved round her stunning body. Still with her eyes closed, she softly whispered to whoever was listening, 'Please don't stop...that was beautiful.' Jack was blissfully happy as he watched his wife being seduced in front to of him and no way did the blonde wife want it to stop there. This was like a green light to the two young men, on their knees at the side of their prey. They both slipped their trunks down to their knees...and wow...what wonderful specimens of the St Lucian native cock came into view. Leroy slid his hands round Stella's ass and gently tugged down the minute bikini bottoms and then Stella was naked before them. She shortly opened her eyes and took a deep breath and then closed them again as Clyde shuffled closer to her face. She felt his big hand cup her head and lift her face towards him and she knew exactly what she had to do. She felt a wonderful, hard cock nudging against her face and she obligingly opened her mouth to let the big cock slide between her lips. Clyde held her head and eased it closer so that his cock could explore the willing mouth and then Stella's tongue worked her expertise all round the solid penis. Between her legs, Leroy licked the soaking cunt once more and then he gently lifted Stella's thighs and moved closer and closer. Her legs, raised and wide apart, came over his shoulders and she was ready to be taken and penetrated. Stella sucked for all she was worth on the big black cock in her mouth and then Leroy was pushing at her cunt. It was easy, like butter...she was in such a state, so wet and ready, that Leroy slid right inside her with consummate ease! Jack still had hold of his cock inside his wet trunks and now watched avidly as two black cocks began to fuck his wife, in her mouth and between her legs and soon a frantic rhythm was driving this hot little vixen to distraction. 'Ughhhhh, ughhhhhh, ummmmm,' she could only gurgle again as her cheeks puffed up with each thrust into her mouth. There was a regular slap of skin as Leroy's powerful thighs kept hitting the cheeks of Stella's ass as he pulled her against him with each hard stroke into her body and Jack's cock, for the first time in years, found it so easy to become rock hard again as all his fantasies were being laid before him as he relaxed in the sun. He thought Christmas had come early this year! 'In, out, in, out, bang, bang, bang,' and the assault on this wonderful, willing body continued unabated. Stella really was trying to eat Clyde's cock alive, opening her mouth and sucking him in so that his balls tickled her chin, taking him down deep in her throat, just like she had done to Gilbert, opening her eyes to see him smiling down at her as he held her head in the perfect position to satisfy him. She had realised that Jack was enjoying every moment, as he was perfectly still only a few yards away, so Stella was determined to enjoy every second of her 'special massage.' To be taken and ravaged by more than one cock had often been a fantasy of Stella's as she had moved from the flush of youth into maturity and Jack had always been on at her about looking really sexy when they were in public together...could this be the perfect scenario that satisfied both their sexual appetites? It certainly looked like it! 'Now my turn,' announced Clyde and Stella felt the two cocks slide from her body, just as a second cum was starting to move from the pit of her stomach and make it's way round her body. 'Onto her knees again,' the young, black man indicated to Leroy. They helped the firm body, now breathing heavily from the physical manipulations of her body, to turn over onto her knees and watched for a second or two as the fabulous breasts swayed gently with the exertion. Stella was a sight to behold and didn't need any further instruction. She willingly opened her knees and arched her back as she watched Leroy kneel down in front of her. She already had her lips open before the thick cock reached her mouth and then she eagerly devoured the second prick to fuck her mouth that day. Her own juices were on Leroy's cock, where he had been fucking her just a few moments ago and Stella greedily let him slide down same deep as he could into her mouth. Behind her, Clyde grabbed the waiting hips and was in her in a flash, filling her orifice with his rigid member and then the rhythm began again. Men needed satisfying, their young sexual appetites at their peak, especially with this willing sex goddess in front of them and the pace soon increased. Jack watched his wife's body slide back and forth on the rug in front of him, faster, faster, as the two men rammed into her. Clyde reached forward as his cock hit the back of her cunt and grabbed the handfuls of swaying tits moving beautifully as Stella was fucked. He grabbed them hard, squeezing the soft flesh, but this only added to Stella's lust and again she felt her sap rising as the onslaught just went on and on. Leroy held the blonde head and fed his cock in and out of Stella's mouth with ease and she seemed to have the perfect timing because as the cock went into her throat, Clyde was just pulling his cock back to the edge of her soaking cunt. In, out, out and in, she was being filled so brazenly and with such force that Stella was now dripping her juices down onto the blanket. She was insatiable and knew she would soon bring each man to his pinnacle. It was Clyde who couldn't control himself any longer and his last few thrusts into her body were so violent and quick that he almost pushed her over onto her tummy...almost! Stella felt his liquids fire into her cunt as his hands grabbed her hips again tightly and held on for dear life. He just lay over her back and emptied his sac, while Leroy continued the assault on Stella's face. She knew he was almost there, too, as suddenly he held the blonde head tightly, his cock almost fully in Stella's mouth and then she felt the warm cum squirting round her mouth and the only option she had was to swallow. She gulped as she felt his cum slide down her throat and these actions, having two men fire into her at once, brought Stella to another peak herself. She felt another wonderful cum swim round her body, tingling her nerve ends, shaking her muscles and she just closed her eyes and drank in the fabulous feelings stretching from one end of her body to the other. She had been fucked and used by two handsome, young men, in front of her husband and had been treated to cums that had simply blown her mind away. As Clyde and Leroy gently settled down and eased their cocks from her body, Stella could only kneel and take in deep breath after deep breath. She was shattered by what had happened to her, but she wouldn't missed it for the world...and neither would Jack! She turned to see him still holding his cock in his trunks and gave him a wonderful smile, as if to say, 'Was I good for you, did you enjoy that, you dirty old man?' Just to regain their composure and to wipe away the sweat, all four jumped back in the cooling waters for a quick dip before they realised the time...it was late and they suddenly started to panic about missing the trip back to the cruise liner. Two young black men offered to take Stella and Jack directly back to the liner and they arrived at the ship only 10 minutes before it was due to sail again. Stella kissed Leroy and Clyde goodbye and Jack shook their hands and then they were soon back in their cabin. Chuck sighed with relief as he thought his parents were will miss the sailing and Stella thought about the three cocks that had been up inside her fucking her and the cruise was less than 36 hours old! My God, she thought...I need to get home for a rest. That night she slept soundly in her cabin while Jack went to the casino again, but next morning the sun was hot again and Stella again chose another sexy bikini for the day at sea. She was tired and sore and just wanted to spend the day lazing on the deck on a lounger, letting her body recover from its exertions and drink in the sun. Bikini was even smaller, if that were possible, yellow and figure hugging round her breasts and superb ass and as she lay back under a shade, Jack lay next to her, smiling like a tom cat as he recalled the fantasy that had come to life in front of his eyes. He couldn't take his eyes off his wife and, later that evening, even brought champagne at dinner in the best restaurant on the ship. 'Let's go dancing, Jack. We've had a lazy day in the sun, so let's go up to the disco this evening.' They had both enjoyed the champagne and other cocktails, with the meal and were both quite merry, but Stella knew how Jack could only dance with two left feet and never really enjoyed himself on the floor, but he agreed to go to the disco for a while, same long as she changed into something really sexy, he said. She didn't need asking twice, what with the sun and the effects of the drink and when she returned to the table, Jack almost froze with excitement again. She had put on the blue mini dress that she'd bought just before the vacation and it clung to her every curve. He could see that she had no bra on, the neck line was low cut and her wonderful tits spilled out daringly and pushed hard against the thin fabric, her teats clearly evident from the way they stood to attention and pointed beautifully. High heels made her legs look fabulous and as she walked, the hem was almost slipping up over her ass, nearly revealing the little, pink thong snugly cradling her crotch and up between the cheeks of her ass. Every eye in the room watched the little blonde sex bomb walk across to join her husband and then the couple left arm in arm for the disco. Place was throbbing with music, low lights and atmosphere again and Jack bought two more cocktails to keep their spirits high. He agreed to get on the floor to strut his stuff, but he still wasn't comfortable and was only too glad to see his son, Chuck, walk in a few minutes later accompanied by another handsome young man. 'Hi Chuck...having a drink? What about your buddie?' asked Jack. He bought drinks for Chuck who introduced Baz. They had got together in the swimming pool earlier in the day and decided to have a few drinks together at the disco to see if there were any young ladies who wanted some company! Baz was about 20, from California and also with his parents on the cruise. He was over 6' tall, ruggedly handsome, with curly blonde hair and was at LA University doing computers and basketball. He was a pleasant young man and smiled at Stella with dark blue eyes and she could see that he was admiring her figure in the tiny dress. Four of them chatted some more and Jack danced with his wife again, but he really didn't want to and he could see Chuck and Baz standing at the side, smiling politely at his efforts.