On day four, David was off with another woman, and I was on my own and available again. Captain Jones was having a formal dinner, and all guests were invited. I spent a couple of hours getting ready. After showering and shaving my legs, underarms, and the tiny stubbles around my pussy, I permed my hair, giving it spring curls that hung down my back and over my shoulders. I added a bright coat of red nail polish to my fingers and toes and painted my lips the same color.
I took the burgundy dress that I had hanging in the closet and slipped it on. It was a short tight garment with a deep plunging front that revealed a generous portion of my large breasts. The short hem barely covered the tops of my shapely legs, and the dress wrapped tightly around my womanly torso. I wore it without undies because I am a saucy exhibitionist who loves the thrill of flashing. I wore a tiny amount of jewelry and strapped my feet in a sexy pair of burgundy heels. I took one last look in the mirror. Perfect … just the look I wanted, which was sexy and dangerously revealing.
At 6:00 PM, I entered the dining hall, where a buffet was set up. There were a lot of people milling around and chatting. As I made myself visible for the next taker to come along, Captain Jones approached me and said, “Lovely Beverly, did you come alone?”
“Yes, my friend and I had our fill with one another, and we’re off on separate adventures now.”
“That is normal on these types of cruises. I hope you parted as friends,” the captain said.
“Oh, of course. David was great to me.”
“Well then, since you are on your own, I would like to introduce you to my staff,” he said. He took me by the arm and led me to the banquet table lined with his staff. They were all dressed in white navel uniforms.
“Beverly Heels, may I introduce you to the best senior staff a captain could hope for,” the captain said, then turned to a shorter man with reddish blonde hair. “This is my first officer, Commander Fisher.”
“My pleasure, Commander.” I greeted him with a smile.
He took my hand and brought it to his lips. “The pleasure is all mine, Lovely Beverly,” he murmured.
“You are quite charming, Commander,” I replied as he gently released my hand from his.
Then the captain turned to me to an older gentleman with distinguished grey hair and a matching beard. “This is our ship’s doctor, Doctor Adams.”
“Well, now I know who to see if I have ever need looked at,” I quipped.
“I am at your beckoned call, Miss Heels,” the doctor said with a smile. He kissed my hand and said, “It is a pleasure to meet you.
Captain Jones introduced me to a third man. This man was huge, maybe 6’6”. He was very muscular and black. He showed me a wide smile with glistening white teeth, but I was sure he could look mean if he wanted to.
“Oh, let me guess. You are the head of security,” I boldly said.
His smile widened. “Yes, ma’am. Lieutenant Wayne Stewart. And I am very pleased to meet you, Beverly. You are even more beautiful than the captain had mentioned … Oops. Sorry, Captain.”
I turned to the captain and questioned him with my eyes.
“Oh, when I saw you walk in here tonight, I happened to mention meeting you when you first boarded my ship,” the captain explained as he cleared his throat and led me to the next person.
“And last but not least is our entertainment director, Stephanie Williams.” The captain introduced me to a sultry brunette whose beauty exceeded mine, and that’s saying a lot.
Her uniform was cut much differently than the men’s. Her jacket was cut low in front, and from the open gap between the lapels, it was clear she wasn’t wearing anything under that jacket. She wore a tight-ass mini skirt that was as short as my mini dress. She had a dynamite pair of legs. On her feet was a pair of white stilettos.
Instead of shaking my hand, she smiled and gave me a warm hug and peck on the cheek. “Very nice to meet you, Beverly. As she hugged me, I could feel her tits brush against mine. “Now, if you will pardon me for a moment, I have some announcements for our guests.”
When Stephanie went to the microphone, the captain asked me if I would like a tour of the ship.
I smiled widely at him. “That would be wonderful, Captain.”
We went off together, and the captain showed me places on the ship that were off-limits to the passengers. Our last stop was the bridge. I smiled at the men on the bridge, and they all smiled at me. The captain showed me a monstrous selection of gauges, computers, and radar equipment that guided the ship. It was more than I could comprehend.
I thought the bridge was our last stop, but when we left the bridge, the captain took me to his private office. His office was decorated in bright browns and blues. The desk stood at one end of the room, with two chairs sitting in front of the desk. A wide soft leather couch sat along one wall. A large flat-screen TV graced another wall. The room resembled masculinity and complimented the man in control. I was instantly charmed by it.
As I wandered into the office, the captain said, “Now is a good time.”
I turned toward him, and asked, “A good time for what, Captain Jones?”
“A good time to take your clothes off,” he replied, smiling.
His request sent a shiver of excitement through my spine, and a smile crossed my lips. I knew he wanted me when we first met, and I would not disappoint him. I didn’t say a word. I just smiled as I loosened my dress, and I watched his eyes enlarge as I let it drop to the floor and stood naked in my heels.
“Come to me,” he said, his voice sounding raspy.
I went to him, pressed my bare breasts against his chest, and kissed his lips. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back as his hands moved down my ass and squeezed my cheeks. Our kiss deepened, and our tongues explored each other’s mouths. The captain was a great kisser.
“Oh, Captain Jones, I’ve been dreaming about this moment ever since you welcomed me on your ship,” I said when our lips parted.
“Well then, let me make your dreams come true, my Dear,” he said as he led me to the wide leather couch, sat me on it, and settled beside me.
His hand reached for my thigh as we kissed again. He pressed me against the back of the couch. My legs widened as his hand neared my pussy. I moaned into his mouth the moment his fingers grazed my pussy lips. His goatee was soft and tickled my face as we kissed. His tongue probed deeper into my mouth, and he ran his fingers gently up and down my wet pussy lips.
He moved his lips from mine, leaving me breathing heavily with my mouth still gaping as his lips grazed my neck on one side, then the other from my collarbones to my ears. His hand moved from between my legs and made its way to my breasts. He gently cupped my left breast and breathed into my ear, “You are the most beautiful woman on this ship.”
“Mmm, Captain…thank you,” I moaned, reaching down to feel the bulge in his pants.
“He groaned against my ear and said, “Do you want that?”
“Oh, yes,” I moaned and began to rub his bulge while he went back to kissing my neck and groping my breast. His fingers drew circles around my nipple, causing it to swell. Then he rolled my elongated teat between his thumb and forefinger. My breathing deepened, and he made me gasp when he pinched my nipple. Then he moved his hand across my chest to my right breast and did the same to it as I felt his cock growing longer, harder, and hotter under my hand.
My excitement climbed to a new level when the captain got on his knees and knelt between my legs. He widened my legs and ran his lips and tongue along my inner thighs. His breath was hot against my skin. His lips were soft and wet, and his goatee tickled my skin as he moved further northward until I could feel his breath on my pussy lips.
The handsome captain reached up to grope my tits and twist my hot, aching nipples while he sliced my slit with his tongue and ran it from my vagina to my clit. I was excited and very wet. My heart was pounding harder, my blood rushed faster through my veins, and my breathing deepened.
“Oh God,” I groaned. My hips began to buck, wanting more of the captain’s tongue. But he would not be rushed as he left my pussy and kissed his way up my quivering belly to my breasts. He took one rock-hard nipple into his mouth. I gasped and arched my chest as I felt him clench my elongated teat between his teeth and tug it. At the same time, he reached between my legs and fingered my hot juicy cunt. Another gasp escaped my lips. My body felt on fire.
The captain groaned and sucked harder on my nipples, going from one to the other, leaving wet trails of saliva across my breasts. My head, leaning back, started rolling from side to side. Moans and gasps that escaped my lips more than doubled and intensified. I belonged to him now, to do what he wanted with me.
The captain’s lips left my tits and journeyed back down between my legs. He sucked, nibbled, and ground my swollen clit between his teeth as he reinserted two fingers into my pulsating pussy and moved them in and out slowly. My hips moved in time with his fingers. Guttural groans came from my throat as my fingers tangled in his hair and pulled him closer. I was close to the edge of sanity when he turned his fingers and found my G-spot. It sent me over the edge, and my body tensed.
I screamed as my hips rose off the soft leather couch with a high-intensity orgasm. My pussy squeezed the fingers probing my G-spot as the waves of ecstasy rolled through my body. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure, I slowly floated down from my powerful orgasm to the tiny ripples it left behind.
The captain looked up at me from between my legs and smiled. His face was smeared with my orgasmic juice. “I knew you were hot, but I didn’t realize how hot until now,” he said.
He was fully clothed. I looked down at him and said, “I think it’s time to take your temperature, Captain.”
He smiled, stood up, and quickly began to undress. I moved off the couch and helped him disrobe. Within moments his uniform was in a pile on the floor, and his nine-inch hard-as-steel cock was sticking straight out from his crotch. My hungry desire for his cock stirred in my belly and rose in my throat. I licked my lips and pushed him back against his desk. Then I knelt in front of him and took the bulbous head of his cock into my mouth.
“Ahhh,” he sighed as he felt the wet and warm texture of my tongue circle the head of his cock.
“Mmm, I moaned as I took his cock deeper between my tongue and palate. I massaged his balls as I hungrily sucked on his delicious cock.
The captain groaned as his hands found my head and tried to force his cock down my throat. I pulled away, looked up at him, and said, “No, Captain. You are not going to rush this. I am having too much fun right now.”
The captain smiled and watched me move my head back toward him and began sucking on his large hairy balls while I stroked his cock. Then I licked his shaft on all sides and once again took his cock between my juicy lips and sucked it deep into my mouth. He leaned his ass against the edge of the desk and braced his hands behind him on the desk to watch me doing what I do best.
I made a show of it, sucking as much of him into my hot mouth as I could short of taking him into my throat. I alternated between sucking his cock and licking his shaft and balls. When I looked up, I saw his eyes were closed, and his head was thrown back. His hands gripped the edge of the desk as though his life depended on it. His knuckles turned white from gripping the desk. He was straining to hold his cum back. I knew he wouldn’t last much longer, and I was hungry, eager, and anxious to drink his cum, so I increased the tempo and strength of my blowjob.
Within a few moments, he made a deep guttural groan, and I felt his cock swell thicker in my mouth. At that moment, I felt his cock twitch upward within my mouth and I tasted his strong release that shot to the back of my throat. His hot, tasty spunk continued to shoot from his cock while I sucked, slurped, and swallowed my delicious reward for a blowjob well done. As he finished, I licked up all the remnants and cleaned his cock thoroughly with my mouth.
He practically collapsed on his desk. “Do you need time to recover, Captain?” I asked.
“Just give me a few minutes,” he said.
“Let me help,” I said and began to stroke his cock.
He had a rapid recovery. He picked me up and sat me on the edge of his desk. He grabbed my ankles and tilted me back to where I was lying on his desk. I held my legs in the air while he rubbed his cock in my slit to wet it, and with one deep thrust, he was balls deep inside me. He leaned forward a bit as he slammed into me. I grabbed his arms and held to him.
I heard him moan and say, “Oh, Lovely Beverly, your pussy feels like heaven.”
His cock was the key that opened my heavenly gates as he started to thrust in and out, slowly at first, but soon he picked up speed. My moans soon turned into passionate cries as I felt a huge orgasm building in the depths of my belly. It didn’t take long before my body convulsed. My screams echoed throughout his office. My orgasm triggered his, and he started pumping his hot semen deep inside my gushing cunt.
When our orgasms subsided, we were covered in sweat and completely spent. After a few minutes of resting, the captain’s hard cock shriveled and slipped from my pussy, and some of the semen leaked from my pussy and puddled on the desk.
I looked at the captain and said, “I should probably go. We are both wiped out, and this desk is not very comfortable.
He laughed and helped me to stand. “I suppose you are right. If you want to freshen up, the bathroom is through that door.”
I picked up my discarded dress and heels and said, “Thank you, Captain.”
While I was in the bathroom, I brushed out my hair, wiped the semen that leaked from my cunt, and got dressed. The captain was fully dressed when I came out of the bathroom. He looked at me and said, “You are one of the hottest women I have ever fucked. We will have to do this again before our voyage is over.
“I’m looking forward to it, Captain,” I replied and kissed him.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. The captain opened the door and invited Charles, the porter, inside. “The captain called me to escort you back to your room, Miss Beverly.”
I smiled at him. “Thank you, Charles.”
Charles knew that the captain fucked me. He could smell it on me.
“Is there anything else?” Charles asked as he led me to my door.
“I’ll let you know,” I said and kissed him lightly on the lips before I said good night and ducked into my cabin.
To Be Continued:
