6 comments/ 10555 views/ 3 favorites Vacation Time Ch. 01 By: xoToyDollxo Sighing happily as I stepped onto the dock, I glanced around, feeling the sun bake my cool skin in my low-cut dress as the cool breeze fluttered it around the tops of my thighs and my long black hair whispered around my waist. I was glad that I had decided on my bright pink flip-flops as the dock swayed slightly. My lips curved as I surveyed the women around me, my competition, I felt like a goddess at that moment. Plump women in their 40's with sagging tits and no embarrassment of their aging flesh as they moved around in their skimpy bathing suits. Then there was little 'ole me barely in my 20's with my luscious breasts still perky and full on a slim and toned body that I kept hidden behind my thin dress. Women really should leave some things to the imagination, I thought to myself as I began to stroll up the ramp towards the ship, my hips rolling invitingly, knowing that all those men's eyes were on my firm ass that I worked so hard to maintain, while their wives were glaring as I pretended that my laugh was for the little sea otter splashing under the dock before I reached the ship, instantly surrounded by attendants that were barely able to keep their eyes off of my teasing cleavage. I picked one that was tall and broad of shoulder with dark brown hair and deep blue eyes; even that horrid red and blue uniform looked good on that body of his. I licked my lips as my eyes drifted from his bottom to his left hand. Not my type after all, letting my eyes shift to the sparkling blue water, anxious now to get to my room and luggage to change. My eyes caught the site of a man and a woman into a room up ahead, the woman was homely and I didn't look at her twice, but that man was worth a look. My attendant, Scott I think his name was, stopped at the door next to the couple, I smiled briefly at him and went to step in the door, pausing to look as if I had just noticed the two others near me. I pasted a friendly smile on my face, making sure that my body would be outlined nicely in the sun, my dress would be sheer to their eyes and my body would be outlined perfectly. "Why hello there!" As they turned towards me, my smile widened just a bit more as I got to see that face all angles and hard planes with deep brown eyes bordering on black, a cleft chin, and that shadow of a beard that just spoke of a bad, bad man that needed to be pleased. My eyes drifted quickly over the body, noticing that he must be well built by the strain across the shoulders of his shirt, the slimness of his waist and the tightness through the thighs of his jeans. Very nice indeed, a wicked little voice spoke inside of me as I strengthened my southern drawl making sure that my smile looked like it was for both of them, "Y'all must be as excited as I am to finally be getting this cruise under way!" I saw the woman's mouth pucker slightly as she saw me, obviously the sun was doing its job, before she pasted on a fake smile, "Yes, of course we are, and we'd better get changed if we want a spot on that sun deck..." Her message was obvious, but I still kept my warm and friendly attitude in place, "Of course, of course, I didn't mean to delay you! Y'all have fun and I'll catch ya around some time!" The wife, judging from the large rock on her finger, gave a sniff and headed inside, the husband started inside and paused just long enough to rake his eyes over me before meeting my eyes, "It was nice meeting you..." I nodded to him, not wanting to push things but in my head, I was beaming. I had my first target and this was going to be so much fun. Stepping into my room, I surveyed my surroundings. Large open floor plan, a plush king bed next to the side that led to the private balcony, my flip flops sinking into the soft white carpet as I noticed the door to the bathroom. As I opened the door, my smile grew yet again as I imagined all the naughty things to be had in this suite, my eyes taking in the large glass shower that was next to an small hot tub meant for two. So much fun indeed, I slipped the dress up over my head as I turned towards the floor length mirror, allowing me to see my nude body. Squeezing my nipples, I brought them to hard little peaks where I planned to keep them, running a hand down my firm stomach to my bare pussy, making sure it was still as soft as a Georgia peach. I smiled at myself before I walked back out into the room, not bothering to close any of the blinds, if someone saw me I would just act overwhelmed and claim that I had forgotten... until then, anyone who saw me could watch me as long as they were able to. I opened my suitcase, searching for that black suit that wrapped around my neck, crossed over my nipples and around my back before the two piece were stitched together to barely cover my ass and pussy as it reached back up and connected sparingly to the cross under my breasts. It was handmade for me, as were all of my suits, meant to tantalize but never reveal anything important though it could easily be yanked off by anyone with a hard tug. I had lost so many amazing swimsuits that way, but the pleasure of feeling the silk rip off of my soft, tender skin was definitely worth it. Siding it on, I turned to another mirror on the wall, making sure that everything was properly covered to just the right degree before pulling open my suitcase of shoes, selected a pair of wood high heel flip-flops that added a good 4 inches to my slight 5'4" height, the black leather thongs complimenting my bright pink polish on my toe nails. Giggling, I brushed out my long black hair, dropping the brush on the bed as I grabbed my pre-packed beach bag, slipping my room card inside before stepping out, shutting the door behind me. I turned my face to the sun, closing my eyes in a moment of pure pleasure as I heard the door click next to me and this deep, firm voice drifted over to me, "Enjoying the sun, Miss...?" Opening my eyes, I turned my head to find that voice belong to the equally amazing husband-next-door, "Nikki... and you are?" I smiled up at him as I turned my body towards him, giving him full access to roam my full figure with his eyes. A cough behind him interrupted us and I peeked around his shoulder, "Hi again, Nikki here, I was just walkin' out when I ran into your husband here, I was just about to head up to the sun deck to relax until we set sail, how about you guys?" I got my first view of her, covered in a long t-shirt, hair pulled back in a sloppy ponytail, thick cheap sunglasses perched on her nose, I grinned at her as she spoke, "I believe we were heading in the same direction...". She glanced at her husband as if unsure, I saw her fingers nervously tugging at the bottom of her t-shirt. I clapped my hands, emphasizing the difference in our ages, my breasts swaying gently with my enthusiasm, "Perfect! Why don't we all walk together? My boyfriend and I broke up and I just couldn't force myself not to come on the trip so I don't know a single person here! But don't worry, I'm not needy or clingy or anything, I know everyone's on their own vacation!" The woman surprised me with a laugh, "Well come along then and I'm Jenny, this is my husband Dave... we're here on our honeymoon." Jenny moved between us and the three of us turned to head up to the sun deck, "That is amazing, how long have you guys been married?" That deep voice came again, sending a shiver down my spine, my eyes shooting over his wife's head to his own, "Since we were 18... so 22 years this Friday..." He broke the eye contact with me as he smiled down into his wife's upturned face, kissing her softly. It was obvious they loved each other, which would only make this whole thing that much sweeter. "That is wonderful you guys, you're an inspiration to us all!" I smiled to each of them as we reached the sun deck, "And here is where we part company, y'all enjoy your honeymoon and maybe we'll bump into each other again sometimes!" I waved and walked away before they could respond, carefully making my way around the pool as I pulled my sunglasses out of my bag, slipping them on my face as I saw them settle into a couple of lounge chairs. I purposely chose a chair almost directly across from them, pulling out my ear buds, my sun block, and towel. Laying the towel out, I settled down, before pouring some lotion into my hand, starting at my feet, massaging it into my own skin, slowly working my way up. My fingers slipping just under my swimsuit under each cut making sure my delicate skin won't burn before my entire front is covered well, setting the lotion down before putting in my ear buds and settling back with a sigh, closing my eyes as country music floods through me. My body perfectly positioned with my legs just slightly spread so Dave will be able to see my suit pressed against my pussy if he looks, my breasts firm, the muscles of my stomach flexed enough to show, my full coated lips parted slightly. The only part hidden was my eyes, which I raised enough to keep an eye on the loving couple. I watched as Dave stripped off his shirt revealing a tanned, hard body, with those wonderful cuts at his hips that led down until they disappeared into his trunks that fell to his knees. Jenny kept her shirt on rubbing lotion on to her arms and legs as Dave applied his own lotion to his body, his eyes flicking to me repeatedly. I don't think that Jenny and Dave realized I had led them to the topless sun deck, but I stretched, reaching up to untie the knot at my neck, letting my top slowly slide down over my breasts, noticing that Dave's eyes had locked onto me at this point, as I unwrapped the suit so I would only have tan lines on the bottom of me. I kept my lips in a relaxed, natural pose by force of will alone as I saw him lick his lips. Jenny was stretched out and she must have had her eyes closed to miss out on Dave's sudden fascination. I picked up the lotion again, pouring a bit of lotion on both of my tits, knowing that it would look like cum on my tits as I used my fingers to rub it into my tits, my nipples slipping between each of my fingers. I opened my eyes to look around, noticing the eyes drawn to my young, pliant, rosy-tipped breasts. I set down the bottle, stretching once more before snuggling into my seat. It wasn't long after that, I felt the warmth of the sun working its magic on my body, a shine coating me. I know I couldn't stay like that for long, so I turned the timer on my phone so that it would interrupt the music in an hour. With a quick glance at Dave through my dark lenses, I decided there was nothing more I could do and took a cat nap. A buzzing in my ears woke me up, and I mentally ran through how I looked, sure enough, my body had maintained my pose while I slept and I casually sat up, twisting slightly to stretch and also to check to see if Jenny and Dave were still here. I saw Jenny, but Dave wasn't next to her, frowning I let my eyes trail over the pool area and found him swimming in deep end, not too far from the end of my lounger, though he was still facing Jenny. Turning, I found a young man about my own age sitting next to me, obviously looking at my tits. I gave him a charming smile, "Um, hi... I'm sorry to bother you... but I can't reach my back, would you mind?" As I offered him the bottle, he blushed, he was one of those late blooming nerds and probably wasn't used to anyone talking to him that he didn't know, but I needed help. I saw his adam's apple bob as he swallowed and just before he spoke, I heard Dave's gravelly voice speak up, "Now Nikki, here I thought we were friends..." Laughing, I turned to look at him, a teasing note to my voice, "Well I just figured your wife would appreciate me asking you and this young man looked perfectly capable..." "Ahhhh..." The water slide over his gorgeous body as he pulled himself up from the pool, muscles rippling in a way that made my mouth water, "but Jenny wouldn't mind, she knows she's the love of my life..." He moved behind me, squatting down so that his knees were on either side of my narrow hips, I glanced at Jenny noticing that her sunglasses were gone and she appeared to be sound asleep. Dave leaned forward to take the bottle from my hands, he quickly and firmly rubbed the lotion into the underside of my arms, my shoulders, down my back and I could have sworn his thumbs slide into the bottom of my suit, teasing my cheeks with a quick caress, but the butterflies in my stomach were distracting me and I could be sure. I smiled at him over my shoulder as he finished up, turning so that I knelt on the lounger as I took the bottle from him, setting it back in my bag, my tits were at the level of his face and he quickly stood up with a sharp breath, I thanked him and lowered my body slowly to the lounge again, my face towards him, knowing my bottom had ridden up slightly and that the newly exposed parts would burn a bit since those were the only parts that didn't get any sunblock. I saw Dave shifting on his feet, obviously staring down at me and then I heard him take a couple steps before splashing back into the pool. This one wouldn't be a hard one to break, I thought with a grin. Turning the timer back on my phone and slipping off to sleep. Thoughts of naked, naughty, husbands playing through my head, an almost imperceptible moan slipping between my parted lips... I woke up to a shadow standing over me, judging from the legs, this was not the man I had been fantasizing about. I slowly rolled over, letting me look further up, my eyes running into the edge of a long t-shirt, before I was completely turned over and looking up into Jenny's eyes, "Hey there... you startled me!" Jenny smiled, sitting on the empty lounger next to me, "Sorry, I had just gotten over here and was going to wake you up since you're starting to look a little pink. Plus they just blew the horn so I figured you might want to watch as we set out." She looked so genuinely sweet that for a moment I almost felt bad for what I was going to do to her, but I shrugged it off, quickly reaching down to do up my bathing suit, "Oh thanks, you are such a doll!" I gathered my things and looped my arm in hers, bringing her close against my almost naked, sun-baked, skin as we approached her husband, knowing that his mind wouldn't be able to help but compare us, "So you guys already got a view picked out, because it looks like there's a bench right there at the front of the ship that we could grab that would make for an awesome view!" Dave turned, offering an arm to both of us, Jenny didn't hesitate, so I accepted moved up to put my arm through his, knowing the side of my breast was now pressed firmly against his arm as the three of us strolled towards the bench. I sighed in pleasure as we reached the point, feeling like the "king of the world" as we stood at the front of the ship on the uppermost level, able to see the last-minute scurrying below and all the people gathering on the decks under us, the wind blowing against our bodies, the ocean beckoning for us to come play as I whispered to the wind, "...this is... perfection..." Jenny had turned and was leaning over the rail to the left, Dave was still next to me, he slipped his arm from mine before placing his hand very low on my back, guiding me to the rail next to him and Jenny, his hand disappeared as soon as I was there and his focus returned to Jenny. I was beginning to think he was playing with me as much as he was Jenny... but that just wasn't possible. Two people in love, on their honeymoon, the man would never be able to seduce another girl while maintaining the rest. I shook my head, discarding the thought as a group of dolphins leapt in the bay, sunlight glittering off their skin like tiny diamonds a smile stretching my lips. The boat horn sounded and I knew felt a tiny jolt beneath my feet as the ship pulled away from the dock, water slapping against the massive hull to sounds of people cheering, "Bon voyage!" We stood there watching until the land was just a dark smudge on the horizon anyone spoke a word, a wonderful hush seemed to have settled over the ship. Then the lively island music began pouring quietly from the speakers and I couldn't contain my laugh, which set off Jenny and Dave. We were all laughing so hard, for apparently no reason, that we ended up clinging to each other as we fell into the bench. It took awhile for me to realize what was happening and I tried to remove myself from Dave's arms as naturally as possible as our laughter began to die down, but I still saw that flash of concern in Jenny's eyes as she noticed that Dave was looking at me and not her. I immediately stood, smiling to them both, "Well thank you two for sharing this time for me, I think I'm going to go wash all this lotion and sweat off me before I head down to for dinner..." Dave stood with my, pulling Jenny up and into his side under his arm, "Please... why don't you join us? It can't be fun eating by yourself..." I glanced at Jenny and she smiled a bit late, but it was a smile, "Sure, see you guys in about an hour then?" "Sounds great, we'll see you then," he had pulled Jenny in front of him as if to dance with her, her head on his chest, his eyes on mine over her head as his hand ran down her back. I smiled sweetly at him, turning around, my hips waving to him as I walked away, refusing to look back to see if he noticed, though I'm sure he did. I was giddy by the time I got back to my room, twirling around it, singing quietly to myself. I am so freakin' good! Someone had been in my room and had hung all my clothes, laying out my shoes, putting my bathroom items in the there, it was absolutely fantastic every way I looked at it. The door to Jenny and Dave's room open and shut next door, so I hurried into the shower, knowing I only had an hour to shower before I would meet back up with them. As I stepped out of the shower, I was a bit surprised to hear a knock at my door, I glanced at the clock, I still had 30 minutes and there was no way they could be ready. I quickly slipped on the short, plush robe the ship offered and walked to the door, my long wet hair stretching down my back as I opened the door, looking up to find Dave standing there with a slight smile on his lips as his eyes ran over me. "Hey... mind if I come in?" His deep voice seemed to flow into me, melting me right there with liquid warmth as he gently nudge the door further open, slipping into my room. "Umm... hey, I'm sorry, I thought I still had 30 minutes..." It was obvious that he had already showered and slicked back his dark hair. He looked delicious in that tux and my mouth was beginning to water as I imagined him naked above me. I had to tilt my head back, to look up to his face, neither of us moving from the closeness as the door shut behind him. "Oh take your time, Jenny's got a bad migraine and said to go without her while she takes a nap, so I figured I'd slip out while she was asleep so I wouldn't wake her up... so are you planning on going to dinner in that robe, I'm pretty sure they'd kick you out no matter how good it looks on you..." A wicked smile flashed across those lips of his as he stepped back and walked towards the couch. I watched him, sensing that this time, I may not be the one in control. A delicious shiver worked its way down my spine at the thought. To be continued... Vacation Time Ch. 02 *Note: I have been asked several times if this story is based on an experience that I have had. The answer is no, this is purely fiction. Thank you to everyone for your interest in Nikki and Dave. I hope you enjoy this chapter and I am already working on the next chapter... I flashed him a flirty smile, turning as I murmured, "Of course not, just give me the rest of my time and I promise to make this robe look like an old rag... feel free to turn on the tv..." I began shuffling through my outfits as I stepped into the closet, settling on something I figured would give me at least the a bit of control back before quietly walking back into the bathroom. Quickly sliding off the robe as I slipped into a pair of black, sheer, lacy panties that clung to my skin sliding between my ass cheeks to show off the firm, curving bottom of each. The garter belt followed, the straps dangling against my soft thighs as I bent to roll the matching, silk, thigh highs up my legs as I enjoyed the sensation of silk against my skin. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, a confident smile back on my lips, the unusual sense of helplessness gone as I slide on a clingy black dress that draped across my body from the waist down two straps connected to the waist, just wide enough to cover my firm breasts as the curved over my shoulders forming two straps on the back, a line of skin visible from neck to waist on both sides. Standing back, I surveyed the outfit, deciding that it was the perfect mix of seduction and class. I quickly blow dried my hair; the full, heavy weight drifting around my shoulders as I flipped my head back, standing up straight. My hair has a natural soft wave to it and it lent a bit of soft, innocence to my look that I decided to keep. A quick brush of eye shadow to darken my eyes followed by a glossy red lipstick finished the look. I noticed I still had four minutes to spare as I glanced at the clock and decided to dab on a bit of vanilla body oil to my neck and wrists before I stepped out of the bathroom quietly. I stepped across the small opening to my closet and closed a pair of strapy black stilettos around my soft pink feet, the slits of the dress traveling to just below where my stockings stopped showing off my toned legs beneath the silk as I moved. My heels were whispers against the carpet as I moved back out to the couch, picking up my clutch, walking slowly towards the door, "Coming Dave?" I sent him a sultry smile over my shoulder as I stepped through the doorway, my hips swaying gently as I moved out onto the walkway, strolling to give him time to catch up. The sight of his slightly shocked face at seeing my backside in this dress was worth that brief moment of helplessness earlier. He was definitely hooked and I was equally in control. I heard footsteps rushing up behind me before I felt a work-roughened palm slide against my lower back, a shiver forced its way up my spine. He leaned his head down until his mouth was only an inch from my ear, "You look delectable Nikki... did you dress just for me or is there some other man that you have those gorgeous eyes on?" A shock passed through my mind, I had never been called out before and I wasn't sure how to handle it; my body wanted to stop in response, my mind racing, my pulse quickening. It was fight or flight and I didn't know which to do. My head turned slowly towards him, my voice dropping slightly as I met his eyes, my lower back heating from the pressure of his hand as we continued walking, "Now Dave, why would I have my sights set on such a happily married man?" A deep, rich laugh rolled out of his tempting lips as his hand slide across my back to my elbow as we passed a darkened alcove; tightening as he spun me, pressing me back against the wall of the recessed opening, his body outlined by the light behind him as he pressed against me, his hand still on my arm as he leaned closer, "Say it." My mouth parted, my breath caught in my chest in surprise as I felt his hard body pressing into my softness, forcing my body to yield to his. No words could firm as his free hand tipped my chin up, pinched slightly between his fingers as he forced me to meet his gaze. My eyes widening as his hand moved from my elbow towards my hip, his hands snagging lightly at the fabric before I felt the heat of his hand branding my thigh, his thumb skimming lightly over the tender skin of my inner thigh. A warm, liquid heat began forming between my thighs as I took a deep, shaky breath. I took a few more breaths, settling my out of control body as I shook my head slightly, denying him the pleasure of a response. I pressed against him, expecting him to step back, only to feel his fingers tighten on my thigh, biting roughly into my skin causing me to gasp pulling back from him as far as the wall would let me as he released his hold slightly. "Say it Nikki." That smile that I found so attractive was tinged with a hint of darkness that called to me, demanding that I give in, allow myself to be controlled. I knew I shouldn't, that this would give him the permission to continue that he was obviously seeking yet I knew that I would anyways, that this was what that fleeting feeling of helplessness had hinted at earlier. My body was obviously reacting to him, to the domineering attitude he was displaying even as my mind screamed for me to return to my room, alone. "Yes Dave, it was for you..." My eyes lowered of their own accord, as I held my breath, his thumb caressing again before he chucked me under the chin like a child, stepping back, a smile parting around his white teeth. "Good girl, now that we've got that out of the way, shall we?" He held out his elbow waiting for me to hook my arm through it. My body felt a bit shaky as I stepped forward, running my hands over my dress to make sure I was presentable before I slide my hand to the crook of his arm hesitatingly, carefully keeping my eyes averted as I tried to figure out where I had gone wrong with this one. "Stop thinking Nikki, we are going to have dinner and will have a wonderful time, so smile already!" There was a teasing look on his face as I glanced up, nothing in his voice or character to even suggest that anything had just happened. I felt frustrated, unsure of where I stood as I forced a smile, walking with him towards the dining hall. ************************************************** As we stood in the door, I took in the plush room, all the walls were lined with small booths meant for two with plush leather seats, the tables draped with what looked like a thick black cloth that hung to the floor, highlighting the bright silver of the plates and utensils. Each table had a unique and exotic bouquet set at the center of the table and the room smelled like a floral jungle. The center of the room held a raised circular platform with a band playing soft and low as the platform turned, a wide wooden dance floor fell between the band and the tables, a few couples swaying against each other with the music. "Hi, my name is Mandy; will it just be the two of you?" A tall, leggy blonde, smiled pleasantly at us as she waited. "Yes..." His voice trailed up as I glanced up at him, finding his eyes riveted on me, making me a bit nervous with his intensity as the hostess led us to a table in the corner with dim lighting. Dave smoothly stepped around me, his hands transferring on my back as he maneuvered me in to the booth on the side that adjoined the partition between our table and the one next to us, effectively trapping me to his side. I felt a delicious chill work across my skin, small goose bumps rising in response as I shifted on the seat, getting comfortable. As Dave settled in next to me, his side pressed to mine, I felt a disarming heat flow into me causing me to relax against him as a waiter stepped up to our table. As the waiter began listing off the menu, I felt Dave's hand slip under the slit of my dress, pressing in between my crossed legs until it was trapped there, his thumb brushing lightly against my stockings causing a blush to rise to my cheeks. I didn't hear a word the waiter said, but Dave must have responded as the waiter soon left us. "So I'm curious Nikki... what is going on in that head of yours?" His lips brushed my ear as his hand tilted, causing my legs to uncross before his roughened palm began to slide back and forth along my silk encased thigh, scrapping lightly, letting me feel every snag and catch between his palm and the silk. My body was receiving a rush of inputs and I was having difficulty thinking, my brain couldn't even think up a lie to help ease the tension inside of me. "I honestly don't know, I seem to be confused and... well, this is a very unusual situation for me..." I felt my blush deepen; causing me to shift uncomfortable under his attentions as I could not remember the last time a man had the power to make me blush. I felt his thumb brush against the clasp at the top of my stockings before his hand shifted and the closure snapped open quietly, a startled gasp falling from my parted lips as I quickly glanced around to make sure we were not drawing attention as his nimble fingers teased the edge of my stocking towards the second clasp. That warm, deep liquid centering once more between my legs as I felt him continue to tease my skin just under the silk as he worked all four clasps open, feeling the metal dangling against my thigh as we sat there, his hand slowly working the top of my stocking down my thigh. I could feel it rolling against my skin under his hand, my breath quickening as I turned my head to look up at him, just as the waiter returned with our drinks. He set them down, I could feel his eyes on us before he quickly departed, but my focus was on the man next to me, on the fact that he was slowly undressing me while we sat there, basically in the open. I knew that the table cloth would hide what was going on, but I'm sure my face was a reflection of the wantonness building inside of me, making me ache with his still innocent touches. "I think you can do better than that Nikki..." The stocking was now rolled around my knee, his free hand sliding and lifting my thigh from the slit so his hand could continue rolling the stocking down until he felt the clasp of my shoe. His fingers flicking, opening it, sliding it off my foot before he set it on his lap and finished rolling the stocking free, the air cool against my exposed skin. "I... don't know... what you mean..." I knew without being able to see that my eyes had darkened with my desire, my lips would be fuller, just as my nipples were now hard against the straps of the dress. If I looked down, I'm sure I would be able to see them clearly against the material. The knowledge that anyone looking at me would be able to tell this, turned me on even more as his hand trailed back up my calf to my knee, settling my leg back down on the bench until his fingers were on my inner thigh. I jumped, tears stinging my eyes as I felt a sharp pinch against my skin his breath against my neck as he whispered to me, "Now I am sure that is a lie..." Purposefully, I paid attention to my breathing, calming it even as I knew my skin would be bruised from his fingers, attempting to ignore the feel of him against me. My mind began thinking faster, making connections, a wicked smile crossing my lips as I realized that two could easily play his game. I shifted on the bench, angling myself more towards him, my lips softened to give him a placating smile as I looked up at him; laying a hand on his thigh, my fingers squeezing lightly as they trailed upwards, avoiding any contact with his cock which was clearly outlined through the pants of his tux when I glanced down. "Why Dave, I just don't know what you mean?" The honey flowing through my words was strong enough to do all of the Southern belles justice. My lower lip slide out a bit in a feigned pout as my pinkie applied the smallest amount of pressure against his balls so that it would appear an accident. His laugh rolled through me again as I felt his hand leave my thigh, his fingers encircling my small wrist, pressure building to the point I tried to pull back as he easily held me there, leaning towards me, pressing a kiss to my neck, his words muffled by against my skin, "I do believe someone needs to teach you a lesson little girl." A flash of alarm set off deep inside of me at the demeaning name, I may be short of stature, but I was not a little girl in any stretch of the imagination and his grip on my wrist was beginning to hit the point of pain so I relaxed my arm to try to ease the discomfort. As soon as he felt me relax against him, his hold loosened and blood returned to my hand, causing a slight burning sensation as he continued, "And you'll soon learn that fighting me won't help one bit..." I nodded shallowly as my brain tried to find a way out of this, but we were in the open ocean and from what I understood, it was a full ship so I wouldn't be able to change rooms. Even if I could, he would more than likely find me since we were all trapped here together, though there was supposed to be a docking coming up in a couple of days, so if I could just stall him... maybe I could catch a flight back to the States and return to my life, the one that happened on my terms. During my thoughts, my head had drifted down, my hair drifting to conceal my face though that was short lived as he raised my eyes to his own, his lips a scant breath away as he studied my eyes. Slowly the distance between us closed and his hot lips melded into mine, his tongue sliding between my lips scorching my own, claiming me for himself. My breath was caught; I couldn't breathe or think as I tried to press myself unconsciously closer to him. I heard the sound of plates being set down in the distance and a faint cough before I felt him pulling back from me, a whimper coming from somewhere nearby. I was blinking rapidly as I came back to myself, realizing that my hands were crushing the material of his lapels. His hands slide down my arms to my hands, freeing him from my clutches before he placed my hands in my lap, a hand on my waist turning me towards the table to find that our food had arrived and a bemused waiter stood in front of us. Shame heated my cheeks as I realized that the whimper had come from me, witnessed by our waiter, causing me to duck my head to hide my embarrassment. I heard a deep chuckle next to me before the waiter disappeared again and Dave began eating his meal, a bloody steak and a baked potato. My own was a chicken salad of some sort and I realized that Dave was used to being in charge without questions from the one that he was with. It made me wonder if Jenny was really sick in their room or if he controlled her to the point that he could leave her to go to dinner with another woman. My stomach twisted as my nervousness increased to the point that I was shaking slightly. Then there was the thought of that kiss... Vacation Time Ch. 03 I barely touched my food during the rest of our meal though Dave managed to finish off all of his along with a few bites of my own. He didn't even touch me after that kiss and my mind was awash in all of the ways that this evening could turn out. Luckily there was plenty of wine to help settle my nerves as I waited for him to finish, nibbling my plump bottom lip as I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. I watched as he swallowed the last bite of his stake, butterflies filling my stomach as I saw his tongue dart out to moisten his lips just before he started to turn towards me. "I'm assuming you're not going to eat anymore, did you not enjoy your salad?" His eyes said he knew why I hadn't eaten, though we had not spoken throughout most of our time at the table. I felt his hand slide back to my thigh as the waiter returned to clear our plates, Dave speaking to him even though his eyes were holding mine, "I believe that we would like to sample your dessert this evening." My cheeks seemed to be permanently blushing as I gave a soft cough, turning back towards the table to take a drink. As soon as the waiter had left, Dave leaned into me, "I do believe you would have a problem right now if we were to leave Nikki, don't you think that it should fix that?" I wasn't sure what he meant, my mind was racing and I was not even paying attention to his hand on my skin at that point until I felt the sting of elastic snapping at the tender skin of my upper thigh. My gaze was immediately drawn back to him as I gasped quietly, realizing that I only had one of my stockings and one of my shoes on. I could not believe how out of control I was at this point. His mouth had not left my ear as his hand suddenly left my thigh to rest on the skin of my exposed lower back, "Come now Nikki, what are we going to do about that problem of yours?" I didn't know where my stocking or shoe had gone to though they had to be somewhere under the table. I began feeling around for them with my bare foot, expecting to be able to slip it back on under the cover of the tablecloth. He must have felt what I was doing as he tisked in my ear, causing me to freeze in place as I felt his hand slip down the back of my dress, his finger hooking around the flimsy lace thong I had on, "I believe the answer is not to find what is missing my dear girl, but to get rid of what is still here..." His voice trailed off as I felt a sudden jerk, the skin between my ass cheeks suddenly burning as I heard a ripping sound. My mouth dropping open slightly in shock even as I felt his hand sliding to the other side followed by another ripping sound and more burning. I couldn't move if I wanted to as he began to tug on the thong, pulling it between my pussy lips and up my ass cheeks. Then he was folding the lacy material on the table as my eyes dropped to watch his hands, inhaling sharply as my body realized I had not been breathing, "I believe I have asked three times now Nikki... it is too bad that you did not take advantage of that opportunity." Suddenly he was standing up, straightening his tux before holding out his hand to me, watching as I suddenly reached under the table, "Uh uh Nikki, you had your chance for that, now come on." At a loss, my voice came out with an uncertain air, "But what about the dessert...?" He didn't answer as he stepped closer, taking me by the elbow, sliding me out to stand unevenly next to him as I tried to maintain my balance with only one stiletto on, "I believe it would be nice to take a walk before returning to our cabins, don't you Nikki?" It seemed I did not have a choice as he began walking out of the dining area and back out to the gangway. The moon was huge in the night sky though there did not appear to be a single star out. He did not pause until we were on the bow of the ship, the wind sliding seductively up my dress to brush my now bare pussy. I felt exposed standing there, knowing that people would notice my oddly dressed state. Dave moved behind me, pressing against my back as his arms wrapped around my waist, "It's a lovely evening isn't it baby?" I could only nod as I felt his hand slipping under the straps of my dress, his thumbs brushing the undersides of my breasts. Anyone on the two lower decks would be able to look up and see us, but thankfully it seemed that most people were either at dinner or asleep and there were only a few people out. A squeak forced its way from my lips as his fingers suddenly pinched my already hardened nipples, causing me to arch backwards, into him in my attempt to escape the sharp stinging radiating from the tips of my breasts even as his touch turned to soothing strokes causing me to shiver and moan quietly. I felt myself relaxing as his hands turned soft, teasing, as I melted back against him. My muscles tightened and relaxed under his hands as they slid from under the straps of my dress down over my hips to the tops of my thighs. The tips of his fingers brushing the naked skin just above the slit, my head lying back against his shoulder, his hot breath washing over the skin of my chest and in that moment, I could not remember why I had felt such apprehension in making a new conquest. I was lost in the moment a sound in the distance disturbing the building excitement of the moment, forcing me to open my eyes, looking around in confusion. It took a few moments before I realized that the teasing breeze against my pussy had grown stronger and that I could not feel the silkiness of my dress against the front of my thighs. Looking down, I realized that my dress was torn at the bottom of the band that wrapped around my hips, the front of my skirt flapping out to the side of me in the breeze, leaving my lower half completely exposed. I quickly moved to grab the torn fabric to cover myself only to Dave move with me, his fingers like steel bands around my wrists as he held them to the railing. "Oh no you don't little girl, I like you just how you are," he slid my hands closer together which pushed my breasts together as he trapped my wrists with one hand, the other hand travelling back to my thigh, brushing lightly before settling on my damp pussy, cupping it, "and I think it's time someone taught you that lesson we were talking about earlier. You know it's not right to tempt married men; they're weak and susceptible to the wiles of young women such as yourself. Unfortunately for you, even though I am married, I am neither weak nor susceptible." His finger was slowly splitting my pussy lips apart centimeter by centimeter as we stood at the railing, the cool metal of the railing pressing into my hips, my voice trembling as I tried to reason with him, "I... I don't know what you are talking about Dave! I wouldn't do something like that, I like Jenny and I wasn't trying to do... anything with you!" He roughly pinched my clit between his fingers causing a strangled scream of shock to fall from my open mouth. He quickly took off his jacket and slid it around my shoulders turning me to button it up, smoothly covering my exposed skin as he angrily led me off down the gangway, "Since you insist on making so much noise instead of accepting your punishment like a good little girl, then I guess I'll just have to do something about that. Open the door Nikki." We were standing outside of my room, right next to the door that led to his wife. He saw that I was looking at his door and quickly grabbed my purse, taking the key and opening the door. Without saying a word, he threw me roughly to the bed before approaching me. Standing over me, he grasped my ankle that was still covered in the silk stocking before he yanked it down, stopping only to remove my stiletto before completely removing it. I must have still been in shock as I didn't utter a single sound throughout this and he had the stocking shoved between my lips and tied behind my head before it even occurred to me. As I looked up into his eyes, his deep voice vibrating through my body as it trembled under his gaze, "Now you my dear are a naughty, naughty girl... and we're going to fix that." To be continued... Vacation Time Ch. 04 Standing over me, I could see the fury in his eyes and in the tension coursing through his hard body. My own body was trembling, my lips quivering as I watched him, the stocking gag preventing me from making a sound, but my hands were still free. I began to look around for a means of escape, Dave was standing between me and the door, but there was the bathroom which I could shut and lock behind me. I threw a quick glance back up at Dave before kicking off the bed trying to make a mad dash for the door, but before my feet even cleared the bed, I felt my ankle snap back towards him, my body slamming into the bed as he held me in place like an unmovable mountain. "Now Nikki, what did I tell you about fighting me?" Dave began pulling me towards him by my ankle until my legs were dangling over the edge of the bed directly before him. His free hand reaching forward, undoing the buttons of the tuxedo jacket that he had put on me to hid the ripped state of my dress underneath, "Mmmmm, now, are you going to continue fighting me Nikki or are we going to do this the easy way?" I felt so small under his gaze, like I didn't have any control, I couldn't answer so I nodded, my eyes downcast studying the floor. He finally released my ankle and slid the jacket down my arms, effectively trapping them there as he cupped each of my breasts in his hands before pushing the straps out so that my breasts swung free. He then pulled me up to my bare feet, letting the jacket fall to the floor before he ripped off the rest of the bottom of my dress. I was standing there bare from the waist down and the straps of the dress did not cover a single thing, my skin began to flush and I felt warmth flooding my pussy as my desire increased. I could not believe that I was reacting as though I wanted this; embarrassment filled me as I stood there with my head bowed before him. He moved to sit on the edge of the bed, tugging my hand so I turned with him, standing to the side of his thighs. The tugging continued until my stomach was laying across his lap, my arms and hands dangling over one side, my legs bent on the other, my bottom exposed to him. Without warning, Dave's hand came down on my backside with a loud smack, causing my body to jerk, the gag muffling the scream that tried to come, tears pricking my eyes. I felt his hand rubbing my bottom, scratchy on my delicate skin, I knew without a doubt that there would be a bright, perfect, red handprint etched into my ass cheek, but still I did not move. The second blow came as suddenly as the first, followed by more rubbing, more spanks, by the tenth slap, the tears were running down my face, dripping to the floor as my body trembled uncontrollably. This time his hand continued rubbing, my pussy was soaked by now even as he kneaded the bruised flesh of my bottom. Small whimpers muffled by the gag as I felt his fingers spreading my cheeks, dipping between them. I started wiggling, fear filling me as I realized where his fingers were going, knowing that was the one place on my body that had never been used by any man. The thought disgusted me and I felt my instincts to fight kick into action, but there was no fight to be had, I fell hard to the ground, my shoulder absorbing the impact with a grunt of pain. I was now able to see Dave's face as he gazed down at me, a smirk on his face, "Looks like I've found the little girl's secret..." I wanted to wipe that smirk off of his face, I hate being called a little girl, I hate that he was trying to take away my control, and I hate that I had no way of stopping any of it. Not even my increasing excitement and desire. I slowly began to rise to my knees, conviction filling my body as I realized that we could do this his way or my way and I was not going to do it his way. As I reached my full five foot four inches, I raised my head to look down my as I pulled the gag from my mouth before sliding the straps of my dress off of me, standing nude before him, "You may have found my secret old man, but I also noticed that you did not want your wife to know what you are doing. So, either you leave now or I start screaming bloody murder and we'll see who wins this battle..." He expression softened a bit, a smile curling the edges of his lips as he looked up at me, "You are going to be a fun one to break honey and I am quite sure that my wife is now deep in the grasps of her sleeping pills; however..." He rose, a good foot taller than me, his eyes locked with mine, once again freezing me in place as my heart rate began rising yet again. That slight smile still on his lips as he leaned over, stopping just short of kissing me, "You want to kiss me, don't you Nikki?" I felt my body swaying forward towards him, my mouth moving a millimeter closer, my eyes closing as I moved to close the gap when I heard him chuckling above my head, "Now now... didn't your mother teach you to ask first?" Frustration at him and myself made me shake as I stood before him, my hands clenched into fists as I glared up at him, "And why would I ever ask you to kiss me?" "Because I excite you my dear, you want another kiss and your mind is wondering how good everything else will feel. You are so wet for me right now I can smell it because you're nothing more than a dirty little slut. You know it and I know it so you might as well stop this charade and submit to me if you want me to go easier on you than what I had planned... So what will it be little girl? Are you going to find out what you are missing and become my dirty little slut? Are you ready to learn your place?" He was sneering down at me like I was nothing, not worth a second of his time, but he wouldn't be saying all of this if he didn't want me. I knew that somewhere, in the darkest recesses of my heart, I wanted him, but did I dare to find out the cost of fulfilling that desire? To be continue... Vacation Time Ch. 05 My lip trembles as I gaze up at him, the conflict raging inside of me reflected in my eyes before I drop my gaze. I study the floor as I take a few deep breaths, feeling my breasts swaying softly as I clench and unclench my fingers. A wall crumbling inside of me as I fall to my knees, tears slipping down my cheeks, head bowed in surrender as my knees part and I rest my upraised palms on my thighs. Not a whisper of sound moves in the room as I hold my positions. In the periphery of my vision, I catch a glimpse of movement. Heat radiates against my back as my stockings slide before my eyes. Dave's voice rumbles through my body on a deep wave, "Open." I open my mouth without a trace of hesitation, feeling the silken material tied tight around the back of my head. The touch of cool metal against my neck follows, as I feel it drift down to my breasts, circling my nipple. I have to force myself not to look down. A muffled groan pushes my lips further apart as the sharp bite of a clamp settles against my left nipple with a brush of knuckle against the right nipple. It feels like hours before the connected clamp pinches onto my other nipple, the chain swaying between my breasts as I work to keep still, grunting as the twin peaks of pain course straight down to the throbbing, need between my thighs. Droplets of water falling from my chin to splash against my breasts, the cool paths tracing their way down my body with each bat of my lashes. The urge to squirm, to beg, to look at him is nearly overwhelming. I remain still, knowing that I have lost and that I am at his mercy now. It doesn't take long before I feel the coarseness of rope sliding around my upper arm, being knotted, sliding across my back to curl around my other arm. Another knot and back to my other arm until my hands are tied, palms together, just above the curve of my bottom. "Stand." Rising not-to-gracefully to my feet, keeping my head lowered, I wait patiently for his next command. The chain swing as my breasts bounce and sway with my movements. Making my tears cascade down my cheeks faster, my whimper muffled by the stockings tied between my lips. My excitement coating my upper thighs as I press them against each other, unable to help my response as he renders me helpless. Then I feel another rope sliding around the top of my thigh and minutes later my legs are bound tightly together. I can't move my arms or legs, can't speak, and can't see him. I've never been so excited in my life and it pulls a shiver that sets my nipples to flaring with heat once more. I stand there and the silence fills the room. Fear begins to sink in, not about what he is going to do, but that he isn't going to do anything. And then there's a shove to my upper back that spins me and bounces me face-first against the bed. My scream of pain as the clamps tug and get caught under me is muted by the gag and the bed. Then I'm squirming, trying to get some of the weight off my nipples, but it only makes it worse. My sobs and tears are soaking the bed below me and I fight to hold myself as still as possible. There's laughter from behind me and the sound of a zipper lowering. Then those rough fingers on my hips, yanking me so my feet brace against the floor, my upper body flesh with the bed. Stars dance behind my eyes as the clamps roll and squish my nipples beneath me. My lips stretch on a soundless scream even as my pussy clenches hungrily behind me. I know my pussy is exposed to him, my back arched, making it an invitation. I can't help it. I want him, I need him. Now. I get him, just not where I was expecting. Lightening pain shoots up my back as his cock slams into my ass in one hard thrust. Blackness threatens as the pain overwhelms all the pleasure that had been building. A large hand pressing against my upper back, pressing my face into the bed. I can hardly breath and the fire between my cheeks is like an inferno. Over and over, he fills me and leaves me. My body is wracked with sobs, trembling from head to toe as he grunts and fucks the tight little hole that had been withheld from all until now. Then the slaps begin to rain down on my ass, making me clench tighter around him with every blow, body jerking in response. My mind is lost to the intense pain flaring in sharp waves through me. Drooling from behind the gag of my stockings, eyes glazed as I struggle even to take a breath. His palms light a fire from my ass to my shoulders. Rough fingers curling against my cheek, yanking the gag from between my lips and turning my head to the side in one swift tug. The sound of his flesh slapping against mine and my sobs fill the room. Then his deep voice is filling my ear, "Now tell me who you belong to little girl." My voice is weak and broken between sobs, "I belong to you Sir." "Such a good little slut..." He mumbles as his cock leaves my ass an aching, empty mess. Fingers curling into my hair, pulling me off the bed and dropping me unceremoniously to my knees before pinching my nose shut. Then he's in my mouth, fucking my face as I gag. Drool sliding down my chin. Face one shining, wet catastrophe as his grunts increase above me. The taste of my ass forced into my mouth as he uses me. Each thrust of his hips setting the chain to swinging, tugging my nipples as I gurgle around his thickness. A slap rings against my cheek and I swallow hard in reflex as his cock stretches my throat. Then I feel the pulse just before his cum erupts in my throat. I swallow rapidly, trying to keep it from spilling, but losing the battle as it runs down my chin to splash against my breasts. Fingers cup my chin as he finally finishes, lifting my gaze up to his. I've been broken and his smile confirms it. We both know I have no more fight left in me, I am his to be used however he pleases. With that, he gives a hard tug on the chain, freeing both nipples at once. My scream is cut short as I faint into a spent and used heap at his feet, my own orgasm trailing into the darkness as I descend.