I took a long shower after I slipped out of bed on the sixth day of my ocean journey. It had been a very active five days of pleasurable sex for me on this swinger’s cruise. I spent my first three days with a man named David. He was a fabulous lover. I could have spent my entire week with him, but he wanted to explore more options.
That night, I went out without David and met the captain, who had introduced himself to me as Captain Carl Jones on the first day of the cruise. After the captain introduced me to his loyal crew members, he took me on a private tour of his ship and fucked me in his private office.
On the fourth day, I was missing David. I was feeling down. Charles, the porter who answered my room service call and delivered my breakfast, promised he could bring me out of my melancholy mood with sex. I let him fuck my pussy and my ass. It was good sex and got my mind off David for a while.
That night, I went to a club on the upper deck. I was thinking about David again.
The way he made love to me had me over the moon. I wanted one more night with him. I needed a farewell fuck. But I never saw David that night. I went to bed with a guy named Gary instead. He gave me a night to remember and left this morning without much being said.
When I awoke on day six, I awoke without the urge for sex that I had going on all week. I wanted to spend at least one relaxing day on the cruise before it docks back in Florida tomorrow. After my morning shower, I pinned up my hair and slipped into a sexy white bikini, a white see-through cover-up, and sandals.
I walked up to the pool deck, which had a banquet brunch set up. I loaded my plate with chicken, potato salad, a green salad, and a tall glass of lemonade. I sat at an empty table under a red umbrella to eat.
While I ate, I watched the people in the pool fooling around. Most of the women were wearing skimpy bikinis or nothing at all. I remembered that day six of the cruise allowed the women an option of going totally nude, but the men still had to wear something to cover their junk. I thought that was rather cheesy. The men should have been allowed to go naked too. Maybe it was selfish for me to think that way, but I like looking at those swinging weenies that come in different colors, shapes, and sizes.
While eating my food, I found the urge to go nude for the rest of the day. Why not? I love showing my stuff, why not take the opportunity to parade my body to every man or woman I happen to pass.
I walked back to my cabin and stripped naked, even my sandals. I looked in the mirror and soaked up my beauty through my eyes, and my exhibitionist streak came alive. Then I put on my favorite, tiny, diamond-butterfly thong. I had to have something to hold my key card. And I didn’t want to carry it in my hand, so I stuffed it in the waistband and left my cabin with no destination in mind.
I was getting my share of attention from walking around with just a thong that barely hid anything. I had a few guys hitting on me as well. I have to admit, the attention was making me horny. When I turned a corner, I saw Charles, the nice porter who fucked me on my ocean balcony yesterday.
Charlies rushed up to me. “I am so glad I found you, Beverly.”
“You sound excited, Charles. What’s going on?” I asked.
“Captain Jones has requested your presence in his stateroom.”
Hmm, maybe he liked fucking me the other night and wanted to fuck me again, I thought excitedly, and said, “Yes, Charles. Please lead the way.”
This morning, I decided I would try going through the day without any thoughts of sex. But I was wrong to be thinking such a silly thing. I followed Charles on the way to the stateroom. My mind was reeling over my first encounter with the captain, and I wondered what this visit would bring. The thought made my pussy tingle with excitement.
We reached the captain’s stateroom, and Charles opened the door for me. I smiled at him and walked through the doorway to experience a large room decorated in sailor motif, with dark cherry-wood furniture and ocean-blue accents. The cherry-wood table with a polished top was twelve feet long and surrounded by ten blue leather chairs. It looked charming and masculine.
A dark blue couch and matching armchair sat against one wall with a large mirror that hung behind it. A large flat-screen TV hung on the opposite wall. Through a partially open door, I could see a galley-style kitchen.
As I took in the surroundings, I heard the captain say, “Thank you, Charles,”
Charles smiled at the captain and left the stateroom. I turned to the captain and noticed how sexy he looked in his dark blue bathrobe. His lips added to his sexiness when he walked up to me and kissed me deeply. I felt my knees quiver when his tongue invaded my mouth.
“Mmm,” I mewed a soft, delicious moan as I sucked his tongue.
He pulled back and whispered, “Welcome, Lovely Beverly.”
“Hello, Captain Jones. This is such a delightful surprise! I was hoping to see you again,” I replied, jittering with anticipation.
The captain took me by the hand and led me to another door that led into a large bedroom furnished in the same navel colors as the stateroom. An extra-large king-size bed occupied the center of the room, and I saw a large mirror mounted on the ceiling above the bed. Off to one side were a couch, two lounge chairs, and three men who occupied the sitting area and suddenly stood to their feet when I turned to face them. They were dressed in bathrobes as well.
The captain smiled at the men, then smiled at me and said, “I am sure you remember my senior staff, Beverly.”
Finding myself suddenly standing near-naked in a bedroom with four sailors dressed in tented bathrobes felt captivating, especially when I discovered why they wanted me there.
I smiled and nodded at the three men in the room. Captain Jones continued, “For each of these cruises, we nominate a woman to be an honorary staff member. The woman we nominate will get free boarding on our next pleasure cruise. For this cruise, we nominated you, Lovely Beverly.”
Commander Fisher came up to me. He smiled, placed a captain’s hat on my head, gently kissed my lips, and said, “Welcome to our staff, sexy lady.”
I wanted to thank him, but I wasn’t exactly sure for what yet. Then he kissed me again, with more passion. The picture suddenly became clear to me. Although some women might turn and run, I wasn’t ready to pass on what was yet to come. After all, this was a swinger’s cruise, and we all came for the same thing. With that thought in mind, my hands went to his broad shoulders, and I eagerly returned the kiss.
I always thought it was against the rules for the crew to have sexual encounters with the guests, but I guess there are exceptions along the way. Knowing where this was going made my nipples hard and tingly and turned my pussy hot and wet. Each man came up and embraced me and gave me a scorching kiss. They made my heart race, and I felt my juices start to seep through my thong and moisten my inner thighs.
The captain embraced me and whispered, “Are you ready for your orientation to become one of my senior staff?”
As the captain caressed me, the rest of his crew were caressing other parts of my body, and someone’s hands lowered my butterfly thong down my legs for me to step free of them. They continued to grope my tits, back, ass, and anywhere else they could reach. I got super-horny, super-fast with eight hands taking privileges with my body.
Lieutenant Wayne Stewart, the muscular black security chief, knelt behind me and started to caress and kiss my ass. Dr. Adams, an older white-haired doctor on the crew, stood on the right side of me and suckled my right nipple. Commander Fisher stood on my left side and attended to my left nipple. Captain Jones kissed his way down the center of my body, then knelt before my wet, naked pussy. Then he placed my right foot on his shoulder and started swirling his tongue around and in and out of my juicy cunt.
Lieutenant Stewart, who knelt behind me, followed the captain’s suit and reamed my anus with his tongue. Having two men swabbing my lower orifices was driving me mad. I moaned, gasped, whimpered, and hissed from the incredible pleasure I was experiencing. The two men at my breasts had to hold me up because my legs became weak and wobbled. My head fell back, and I cried up at the ceiling as the captain nibbled my clit, the lieutenant tongued my anus, and two more men licked, bit, and sucked my nipples raw, all at the same time.
Dr. Adams worked his way to my lips as his fingers replaced his mouth on my nipple. He kissed me deeply, invading my mouth with his tongue. The constant moans and groans coming from my mouth were muffled by his lips that were sealed to mine. Juice trickled from my pussy, and the captain eagerly lapped it up.
All four men had dropped their robes. The two men on either side of me rubbed their cocks against my hips. My hands floated down, and I wrapped a hand around each cock and stroked them. Both men groaned, and Commander Fisher sucked harder on my nipple. Dr. Adams moved to my neck and nibbled my earlobe, which produced another loud moan from me, and I whispered, “Please!”
The lieutenant left my ass and kissed his way up my back and nibbled on my other ear. I felt his huge cock press against the crevice of my ass. The captain left my pussy and lowered my leg, and I stood with both feet on the floor.
The captain smiled and told his crew, “I think our lovely Beverly is ready to complete her initiation.” Then he led me to the king-size bed, and the other three followed.
They had me lay on my back. The captain was the first to get on the bed with me. He lay next to me and nibbled my neck while he ran his hand across my breasts and pinched my nipples.
Dr. Adams knelt at my head and fed me his cock, which I gladly sucked. His cock was hard, hot, and delicious. Commander Fisher dove between my legs and started licking my pussy like a cat drinking milk from a bowl. I sucked and slurped on the doctor’s cock, and I heard him groan in appreciation of my efforts.
The big and powerful chief of security lay down on my other side and started sucking on my nipple. So, now the lieutenant and the captain were paying homage to my tits while the commander was eating my pussy, and I was sucking the doctor’s cock. The commander had a very talented tongue, and between him and the other three men, it didn’t take long before I was jerking, squirming, and squeezing his face between my legs in a massive orgasmic fit.
The commander stopped eating my pussy after he slurped up my juices. Then he placed himself between my spread legs and plunged his hard dick deep into my hot juicy cunt. I gasped around the doctor’s cock and jutted my breasts upward against the lieutenant and captain’s faces from the commander’s sudden entry. His cock ravaged my pussy as he thrust hard and fast into me. I met him thrust for thrust, and soon my pussy started to convulse around his thrusting cock.
As my pussy convulsed and drenched the commander’s cock in my juices, he could not hold back any longer and fired rope after rope of hot jism deep inside my womb. I was choking on the doctor’s cock through my excitement, and he pulled his cock from my mouth as I screamed through my orgasm.
After it passed, I looked up, and all four men were watching me with awe and lust in their eyes. I blushed, “What are you guys looking at?”
The captain answered, “You don’t know how gorgeous you look when you cum. We love watching you…you are so damn sexy!”
“Well, then, how about a replay,” I suggestively replied.
Commander Fisher pulled his cock free of my pussy and collapsed on the bed off to the side. Captain Jones took control and flipped me onto my belly. I posed on my fours with my ass up high as the captain knelt behind me and plunged his thick cock deep into my cum-dripping pussy. My hole was carved out from the commander’s cock and slickened with his cum, allowing the captain to penetrate my body effortlessly.
The force of the captain’s plunge caused a portion of the commander’s spunk to gush from my pussy and trickle down my inner thighs. After the captain slammed every inch of his cock into me, he crowed, “Damn, I love sloppy seconds!” Then he grabbed my hips and fucked me hard, slamming his thighs against the backs of mine.
Lieutenant Stewart knelt before me with his knees sinking into the mattress, and I got a bird’s eye view of his big black cock for the first time. I gasped and played it up, “Oh My God! You are huge! I didn’t think they came that big!”
The lieutenant had an impressive girth that was as thick as my wrist. The black-as-midnight color of his cock enhanced my appetite as he grinned and offered that monster to my mouth. “How much can you swallow, baby?”
The lieutenant discovered how well I could handle his big cock when I sucked him between my tongue and palate to the back of my throat and started bobbing. The captain was fucking my pussy as hard as he could. The strong black lieutenant clutched my head between his hands and whispered, “I want to push my fat dick down your pretty white throat.”
I nodded my head with his cock stuffing my mouth. His endowment was large enough to choke me, but I had to try. I relaxed, and he gripped my head tighter between his large black hands and started to work his cock down my throat. I fought back from gagging when he pressed the bulbous head partly down my throat. I came up for air and took a deep breath. I took his cock inside my mouth, and he held my head as I slowly bobbed and swallowed his cock an inch at a time.
I got piggish on his cock after taking him down my throat. I was having fun, and I wanted to relish it since I hadn’t been with a black man in a long while. I licked his shaft, and I sucked his balls. Then I sucked his cock and licked his balls.
Getting down and dirty, I ran my tongue from his balls to his asshole. Mmm, the taste and smell of his cock, balls, and ass had me thinking I could do this all night. I ran my tongue up and down his salty crack from his tailbone to his nut sac, only stopping for the rich taste of his asshole when my tongue passed over it. Then I gave him a second dose of deep-throat pleasure. Taking his cock down my throat thrilled me to the core. The lieutenant liked it, and he encouraged me to give him my best.
“Mmm, baby! Suck my big black cock! Ooh yeah, that is how I like it. Oh yeah, I like watching you wrapping those pretty lips around my black dick…and Baby, you make it look good…you make it feel good.”
He made me feel dirty and sleazy by filling my head with his slang. I felt the slut inside me quickly swim to the surface. My body burned with lust and desire. I went crazy on his cock, snorting and gobbling with saliva dripping from my chin. At the same time, I stayed well aware of the captain banging my pussy from behind and fingering my asshole.
Things were happening quickly. After several orgasms, I started losing track of who was doing what to me. I closed my eyes and drifted into a sexual nirvana of pleasure as one guy was fucking my pussy, and another was fucking my ass. Another guy paid homage to my tits and kept my nipples achingly hard. And another guy was fucking my mouth.
They were constantly switching places on me. Everyone got more than one blowjob. Everyone had more than one go in my pussy and ass. I loved showing them that I was a cock-loving, cum-hungry slut. I swallowed a ton of cum. I had it all over me, turning sticky between my thighs, and splattered all over my tits and face. I begged for their semen and opened my mouth wide with my tongue out, eager for their hot nasty spunk when they neared their cocks above my face.
I was having a fucking time of my life! I was getting it from four men in any way they wanted to give it to me. I was the queen bee, the center of attention, and I had four busy bees buzzing around me. I lost count of how many times they made me cum. When it was over, they left me lying on a bed heavily stained with bodily fluids, and I was lying in the middle of it.
Sunday was the final day of my Pleasure Cruise and the only day of my journey that I went without sex. The ship docked at Fort Lauderdale. I was thoroughly drained of sexual energy and felt the uneasy pain between my legs when I walked. My nipples were sore, my pussy was a mess, my ass was beyond repair, and I had a few bruises to contend with. All-in-all, it was a small price to pay for best sex cruise I had ever taken.
The End
