My first three days on the Pleasure Cruise were taken up with a hot, sexy man named David. We had plenty of sex, but then we decided to explore other opportunities. Last night, the fourth day of the cruise, Captain Jones gave me a private tour of the ship, and then he fucked me in his office. Charles, the porter, escorted me back to my cabin afterward.
I thanked Charles for escorting me, and once I was alone in my cabin, I took a shower and collapsed on the bed. I awoke on day five, lying naked across the bed. I looked at the clock. It was 1:00 PM. I slept the entire morning away, but last night with Captain Jones was exciting and exhausting.
I was hungry and didn’t want to get dressed and go to the cafeteria, so I ordered a BLT, juice, and coffee through room service. I slipped on my white silk robe and stood on my ocean balcony to enjoy the fresh ocean air while I waited. I leaned over the rail and looked toward David’s cabin two doors down, hoping I would see him, which was how we met for the first time, but he wasn’t there.
I’m sure he was having fun with another woman. Part of me was jealous. How could he be with someone else? He told me I was the most beautiful woman on the ship. He told me that I was the best sex he ever had. I missed him, and I missed his sex. I felt a shadow of loneliness clouding my mind. Then I heard a knock on my cabin door. My food had arrived.
I answered the door and saw a familiar face smiling at me. It was Charles’ face.
“Oh, Charles, you’re just in time. I’m starving,” I said in greeting him to come inside.
“When I saw your name on the list of orders, I decided to deliver your food and to see how you are feeling today,” he said after he wheeled the cart through the room and set the food tray on the table.
“I’m feeling sort of melancholy today, Charles,” I replied as I picked up my BLT and took a bite.
“I am sorry to hear that, Beverly. You must have had a good time with Captain Jones last night. So why would you feel this way?”
“To tell you the truth, I miss David, the guy I spent my first three days aboard with. He gave me great sex, better than what I have had in a very long time,” I said and took a drink of orange juice to wash the food down.
“And what about Captain Jones? Didn’t he satisfy you?” Charles asked.
“Yes, he was good, but I woke up feeling this way today, and I don’t know what to do about it.”
His eyes lingered on me without speaking for a long moment. “What?” I asked.
“I don’t want you feeling sad, and I don’t want to offend you, but I can cheer you up,” Charles said as he moved closer and gently ran his hands over my shoulders.
“No, Charles. This is not what I need right now,” I said and turned to walk out on the balcony.
Charles followed me out to the railing and stood behind me. His hands touched me and caressed my waist. “Believe me, Beverly, this is what you need,” he said and slowly reached for the sash of my robe and loosened the tie.
My robe came open with the help of the ocean breeze. The feel of the air caressing my skin turned my nipples hard and covered my skin with goosebumps. I took a deep breath as I felt Charles gently disrobing me. I wore nothing underneath, and I was suddenly standing naked at the rail of my balcony, with the porter standing behind me, promising to ease my sadness.
I felt his fingers moving over my skin, his lips kissing my neck, and his teeth lightly grazing my shoulder. His hands came around to my front and massaged my naked breasts. Perhaps Charles was right. I did need him to ease my sadness.
“Ah,” I gasped when I felt his fingers flicking back and forth over my hardened nipples. His fingers lightly twisted my teats, causing my chest to heave for more of his touch.
He brushed my hair aside, and I felt his hot breath warming my neck as he sucked on my earlobe. Shivers ran down my spine. I enjoyed what he was doing to me, and I dared not make any move to spoil the moment. He continued to use one hand to pleasure my tits. He moved his other hand down the gentle slope of my belly, running light circles around my navel, slowly moving lower.
His mouth blew hot breath against the backs of my shoulders as he continued teasing my breasts with one hand and traveled his other hand down to my bare pussy.
“You need this,” he whispered as his fingers lightly fluttered over my wet pussy lips.
“Yes, this is what I need,” I sighed and pressed my ass back against the bulge in his pants.
Charles let go of me long enough to drop his pants. Then he bent me forward over the balcony rail. He held my leg up with one hand and slowly pushed his hard cock deep inside my sopping pussy. Oh, how wet I had gotten in no time at all! I moaned as he stretched me wide, and my hips started moving in rhythm with his thrusts.
“Oh yes, Charles! This is what I need!” I cried out as I faced the vast ocean.
His breathing grew heavier as he leaned forward and buried his face in my hair. “Yes, Beverly, you need my hard cock buried deep inside your hot, tight pussy. You feel so good, baby.”
I felt my orgasm building as he thrust deeper into me. I reached down to my pussy and rubbed my clit as he rammed me from behind. I groaned, “Oh yes, Charles! Fuck me, you bastard! Fuck MEEE…AHHH!”
My body tightened as my orgasm erupted. Charles pressed balls deep inside me and began pumping me full of semen while my pussy convulsed around his cock.
“Ah, baby, my gift to you,” I heard him say as he pulled his cock from my pussy.
I could feel his semen leak from my gaping hole and run down my inner thighs. I wanted to stand up, but the porter prevented me from standing, and the next thing I felt was the slippery head of his cock pressing against my asshole. He remained hard, and I gasped as he pushed the head of his cock into my ass. I groaned from the pinch of pain as he stretched my sphincter.
Hearing my groan, Charles asked, “Can you take it?”
“Yes, don’t stop, Charles. Give it to me,” I moaned as I bent lower over the rail.
Charles pulled out a bit and then pushed in again a little deeper. I heard him groan, “Damn, Beverly, your ass is so fucking tight! Are you an anal virgin?”
I laughed and said, “No, I’ve had anal sex before. Can you handle my tight ass?”
Charles laughed, then he placed both hands on my ass and held my cheeks apart as his dick started to move in and out of my colon. He started slowly. His cock went deeper and deeper with each push. It felt good. I groaned and moved my hips, urging him to go deeper. He reached his hand around and rubbed my swollen clit as he thrust faster and harder into my ass. I could feel another orgasm building in my belly. I squeezed the rail as my orgasm came closer.
I could hear him moaning as he rammed my tight ass. I was moaning as well, and soon my moans turned into screams as I experienced a powerful orgasm that caused my pussy to squirt against his balls that were slapping my cunt.
I endured a few more hard-driving thrusts, and Charles groaned as he pumped his hot load deep inside my ass. After our orgasms passed, Charles pulled his dick from my ass, leaving my asshole wide open with more spent semen leaking down my inner thighs.
We went inside my cabin, and I thanked Charles for being so kind to me. He had his job to do, so he couldn’t hang around. After he left, I showered and washed off the sticky semen that stained my inner thighs. I felt sated and lay on my bed. I closed my eyes with a smile on my face and dozed off. It was after 6:00 PM when I opened my eyes. I slept the entire afternoon away.
I had no intention of spending the evening in my cabin. I quickly slipped into my canary-yellow sundress with no panties or bra and a pair of yellow sandals. I added makeup and brushed my hair, letting it fall over my shoulders and down my back like a red, velvety curtain.
I was thirsty and went for a drink at a small club on the upper deck. The club was half filled with people mingling, dancing, and having a good time. When I walked in, I glanced around the room and saw men looking at me, checking me out and smiling at me. Right off the bat, I knew I had plenty of opportunities to choose from. After all, this was a sex cruise.
I went to the bar and ordered a dry martini. I got comfortable on the high-back leather barstool and crossed my legs, letting my dress ride high on my thighs. I took a sip of my martini and set it on the bar. I slowly trailed my glossy fingernail around the lipstick-stained rim of my glass as my eyes glanced around the room. I was thinking about David, hoping he would suddenly appear before me, and we would have another night together. But David never showed. He was probably with another woman somewhere on the ship.
Within a few minutes, I was approached by a handsome-looking man who politely introduced himself to me.
“Hello, fellow passenger. I’m Gary, is this seat taken?” He asked, pointing to the seat to the right of mine.
“No. It’s yours if you want it,” I replied and smiled as I gently brushed a strand of hair that had fallen near my eye.
“Thanks. Do you mind telling me your name?” He asked after he settled on the stool.
“Beverly,” I replied.
“Nice to meet you, Beverly. I noticed you when you walked in. You are a beautiful woman. I’m sure you’ve been told that many times.”
“I have…but I never get tired of hearing it,” I said with a slight blush. “You are quite handsome, and I am sure you’ve been told that many times,” I added.
“Ha,” he laughed, “You are the first woman on this cruise that said that to me. Can I be honest with you?”
“Sure.”
“I’ve been on this ship for five days, and I haven’t made out with anyone yet,” he said.
He might have been lying to me. It was hard to believe that a handsome guy like him could go on a sex cruise for five days and not get laid. But what if he was telling me the truth? He would be horny as hell and desperate to get his hands on a woman. I felt a sudden tingle in my pussy as I thought about being that woman.
“Oh, that is so sad,” I replied and touched his arm. “You must have been hiding in your room all this time. There are a lot of women who would jump at the chance of spending a night with a good-looking man like you.”
We spent more than an hour getting better acquainted over a couple of drinks and a dance or two. My new friend had black hair and brown eyes, a beautiful smile, a nice body, and a great personality. I was thinking if this guy hadn’t had a woman since he boarded this ship, his luck was about to change.
“Tell me the truth, Gary,” I asked as I looked into his dark-brown eyes, “have you really not been with a woman since you boarded this cruise?”
“I swear on my life, it’s the truth,” he answered.
“Do you like champagne?” I asked.
“Yes, I do,” he answered.
I called the bartender over. “I would like a bottle of champagne on ice and two glasses sent to my cabin and charged to my card,” I said as I handed him my money card.
“Come with me,” I said, “we are going to make memories tonight.”
The champagne was delivered to my cabin shortly after we arrived. Gary popped the cork and poured us each a glass. We took it out on my balcony and made a toast to our new friendship. We drank, gazed at the moonbeam shimmering on the water, and kissed. He had nice lips and was a good kisser. We basked in the romantic setting and kissed for the longest time with the taste of champagne on our lips and tongues.
I broke from the kiss and said, “Let’s go inside.”
We left our champagne glasses on the balcony table and entered my room. We kissed again, tenderly at first but with growing passion. Our tongues slithered into each other’s mouths as the passion between us deepened. I felt my belly tighten with anticipation, and my heart began to beat more rapidly.
From kissing, we went to ripping each other’s clothes off. My dress slipped down my body like melted butter after Gary pushed the straps off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. As I mentioned earlier, I wore nothing underneath. Then I stepped out of my sandals to make it complete.
From my anxiousness to get Gary naked, I popped a couple of buttons off his shirt to get it off him. He slipped his sandals from his feet and dropped his pants and shorts to the floor, and we were both buck-naked.
My body molded to his, and I felt the warmth of Gary’s cock pressing against my smooth-shaven mound. Our kisses turned more demanding. I rubbed my breasts against his hairy chest and felt my nipples harden. Mmmm…
Moisture seeped between my pussy lips as I stepped back and smiled seductively at him. Since he hadn’t had a woman yet on this cruise, I wanted to pleasure my newest lover and make his body burn. I pushed him onto the bed and smiled mischievously, brazenly gazing at him lying naked, with an erection unwilling to be ignored. I paused to consider my options and smiled knowingly to myself.
I leaned over the foot of the bed, teasing his eyes with my dangling tits as I grabbed his knees and spread his legs. I knelt on the bed and ran my hands up his thighs, over his belly, and up to his chest, caressing his nipples with my fingers.
“Ohhh,” he breathed softly through his parted lips while arching his back slightly.
“Do you like this?” I asked as I ran my circles around his areolas with the tips of my nails.
“Yes, that feels good,” he replied.
I grinned as I heard Gary moan again as I pinched his nipples. I slid my hands down over his ribs. Then curling my fingers, I softly raked my nails down his sides to his hips. Gary’s pleasurable moans made me grin with the power I held over him. He was stricken by my prowess. He was in a state of mind that would allow me to do anything I wanted with him.
I leaned my head down and kissed the head of his cock. I watched his cock twitch as I ran my tongue down the underside of his shaft and back up to the tip. I took his cockhead into my mouth, enjoying the slightly salty taste of urine and pre-cum that mingled with my taste buds as I sucked it from his pee-hole. He moaned and shuttered when I gently raked his hairy balls with the tips of my manicured nails.
His hands stilled in my hair, prompting me to look at him. His gaze was hot and tortured as he shook his head and said, “Come here, Beverly.”
I smiled and took his cock into my mouth for one more loving caress. Then I began my slow crawl up his body. His cock pressed against my throat as I moved upward and paused to kiss his firm belly. His eyes closed, and he stretched beneath me to enjoy my ministrations on him.
I moved a little higher and nestled his cock between my breasts. I felt his cock pulsing between them. The smooth skin of my boobs cushioned his erection as I gently moved them up and down his shaft. His pubic hair tickled my nipples which sent shivers running down my spine. I kissed his nipples while I continued to pleasure his cock between my breasts. His pleasurable moans fueled my desire to make him melt under my body.
My tongue swirled around Gary’s nipples, and my hands moved through the hair on his chest; my nails softly scratching his skin in a teasing caress. His moans increased, and he could no longer stay still as he moved his hips against my breasts, pushing his stiff cock against the soft fullness of my bosom.
As I continued my cat-like crawl up his body, my breasts left his erection and now slid up his belly to his chest while my belly gave his cock a soft caress. I moved my hips and slowly straddled his legs between mine. Gary looked up at me with flaming eyes, and I knew I was driving him crazy.
We grinned at each other in recognition of the sweet torture I was delivering to his willing body. His cock was now cradled against the wet velvety lips of my pussy as I gently brushed my labia over its length. The excitement of teasing him was teasing me as well.
“What would you like now?” I asked.
Without speaking, he moved my hips and shifted his cock into my wet pussy. I gasped as I felt him slide in. Gary shuddered, and I whimpered as his cock went deeper. I closed my eyes and felt his cock pulse within the soft wet walls of my pussy.
I sat upon him, my hands on his shoulders, his hands on my hips, and we looked at each other as we moved in unison. We fit beautifully together, his cock touching all the right places.
Gary grinned, and his eyes burned with lust as we moved. He moved his hands up my back and lowered my head to his. His lips met mine for a sweet kiss and then made me sit up, and his hands moved to my breasts. He kneaded, caressed, and teased my nipples as we fucked.
I moaned and mumbled, “Mmm, yes, I love that.”
As the urgency built within me, Gary responded to my heat, moving faster beneath me, thrusting harder into me, pushing himself to the deepest point within me. I returned his ardor with equal power, driving my passion higher and fueling the fire in my belly.
I could not hold on any longer. My moans and whimpers turned to cries, gasps, and screams when my dam broke. I felt my body shatter into a million pieces. My throbbing, convulsing cunt tightened around the thrusting cock. My body tremored and shook as my orgasmic waves continued one after another. Gary slowed his thrusts as I traveled through my ecstasy.
As my mind slowly cleared, I realized that Gary had not orgasmed with me, and I looked at his face. He was watching me, enjoying my reaction.
While my body was still recovering, he thrust into me again. His hand stroked my sensitized clit to build me up again. I shook and thrust my hips in response. My nerves tingled, and I could not keep still.
Gary’s hands slid down my back to cup my ass and urged me on. It was a thrilling fuck. I moved faster, bouncing on his lap, feeling the pleasure of his cock moving me to new heights. I moaned, shivered, squirmed, and thrust in response to the fast upward thrusts of his hips. My orgasm came quickly, powerfully ripping through my body and blowing my mind. I screamed throughout my release. As my body began to relax, I felt his pulse within me.
Gary rolled me onto my back and continued to fuck me hard and fast. I held my legs in the air, spread-eagled, giving him all he needed to hammer my cunt. I heard him groan. I grabbed his head, ran my fingers through his hair, and breathed hotly against his ear.
“Yes! Yes! Come in me, Baby. Come in me, Baby,” I cried as I felt the pleasure of his cock pumping his hot seed deep inside my steamy cunt.
When he pulled his cock free, a stream of his cum followed. I reached down to my pussy and spread his cum all over my crotch and licked it from my fingers. Oh, what a glorious mess!
Gary seemed to enjoy watching me having fun with his cum.
“Oh, Honey, this is so delicious! Do you want some?” I asked as I held my sticky fingers up to him.
He wasn’t shy about licking my fingers clean. Then we cuddled. Exhausted, we fell asleep in each other’s arms. When I woke up the following morning, Gary was already up and out of bed, putting on his clothes. I got out of bed and gave him a hug and kiss. He thanked me for a fun night, and we parted company.
This was day six of the Pleasure Cruise, the day before the end of the cruise. After Gary left, I showered and got ready for a new day, not yet knowing where my fate would lead me.
To Be Continued
