My Caribbean Cruise Adventure
From the comments and voting we received on our previous
stories about my husband and his golfing partner; it appears
that our stories ended in a tie. So to attempt to break the
tie, we each will present another story for your reading
pleasure and voting. Ill go first with my recent cruising
adventure. Hell follow with his adventure with Jennifer.
Enjoy! Vote after his.
My Caribbean Cruise Adventure
I had an opportunity this past Christmas break to take
a Caribbean cruise, a specialty theme for those interested
in ballroom dancing, with my brother. He had booked the
cruise months in advance and had planned to take his fiance,
but she was unable to go due to work commitments. The first
night out of port, I met a much younger guy named Ryan. Ryan
was on the cruise with his parents. Ryan had an athletic
body with the muscle definition of a body builder. He was
dark skinned with black hair and beautiful eyes. I was flattered
that he asked me to dance and wanted to spend the evening
with me instead of one of the younger and single women.
After dancing for hours in one of the lounges, Ryan and
I went to an outside deck at about 2:00 a.m. After kissing
passionately and necking for about thirty minutes, Ryan
said Lets go to your cabin and make love. Sadly, I had
to respond, Sorry, I am sharing a cabin with my brother
and he has retired for the night. How about your cabin?
No way, I am staying with my parents. Ryan responded
back. Looks like we are out of luck, because I am not fucking
out here in public view. I said in return. Not to be detoured
Ryan suggested, How about giving me a blow job?
Looking around and seeing no one on deck, I said, Okay,
but just unzip your pants and pull out your cock. That way
if we are interrupted, you can put it away quickly. As Ryan
undid his zipper, I went to my knees and reached in to pull
out his cock. It was of average length, but was massive in
thickness. In fact, the shaft was almost twice the diameter
of the head. What I liked most about it was that it was hard
as a rock. (Of course, most twenty-five year old guys are
when aroused.) Smiling, I remarked, Thats what I like
about young guys, they dont need Viagra or such to get hard.
Ryan responded back, All I need is a sexy and hot woman such
as you.
I slowly feed his erection into my mouth. I started by sucking
his cock head and gradually was able to take his full cock.
My mouth was stretched fully to accept his shaft. As I attempted
to deep throat him, I began to gag and had to withdraw his
cock for a moment. I liked the fact that Ryan was not forcing
my head with his hands. He let me have full control as he enjoyed
the pleasures of my mouth and tongue. After about ten minutes
of sucking his cock, Ryan exploded in my mouth. As his semen
filled my mouth, I could feel his knees go limp. He collapsed
onto a deck chair. I asked him, Are you okay? He said, I
think so. I almost blacked out. That was the most intense
orgasm that I have ever had. I cant believe how good your
mouth felt around my cock.
As we relaxed on the deck chair, I noticed a figure in the
shadows of the deck. In fact, it must have a person smoking
a cigarette; because I could see a glow. (Later on the cruise,
I would find out that it was person and his name was Charlie,
the saxophone player of the cruise orchestra.) I mentioned
to Ryan, We may have been watched by someone on deck, because
I believe I saw a lit cigarette. Ryan smiled and said, Dont
worry its so dark that they couldnt have seen much. Give
me a taste of those lips with a kiss. As we resumed kissing,
Ryan got another erection. As I stroked his cock, he asked,
If you dont mind, I would like another blow job. But this
time I am staying on this chair.
I couldnt believe that he had such a short recovery time.
As I sucked his cock, Ryan played with my pussy and fingered
my erect clit. I was tempted to ride his cock and questioned
him, Do you want my mouth or my pussy? Ryan said, Please,
your mouth again tonight. Your mouth and pussy tomorrow
night? Okay a deal. I said as I returned to sucking his
beautiful erection. In no time Ryan had another massive
orgasm. His semen filled my mouth and oozed out and down
his cock. I licked him dry from head to balls. As he relaxed,
I stuffed his cock back into his pants and zipped him up.
He walked me to my cabin and gave me a good night kiss.
I slowly opened the door and quietly got undressed for
bed. My brother was fast asleep and actually snoring. I
was so aroused that I retrieved my pocket rocket form
my cosmetics case. As I laid in bed, I buzzed my clit until
waves of orgasms flowed over my body. I muffled my moans
with the blanket. I couldnt wait for tomorrow night and
more fun with my young play mate.
In fact, I saw Ryan sooner than I expected. For the breakfast
meal we were seated with Ryan and his parents. During the
breakfast conversation, I discovered that I was ten years
older than his mother. (I dont want to brag, but I looked
twenty years younger than her.) During the meal, Ryan was
constantly smiling at me and making facial gestures and
sucking with his mouth. I knew exactly what he was referring
to. After breakfast we spent the day shopping and on the
beach. That night we were together in the lounge dancing
and drinking and flirting.
When the lounge shut down for the night, a few couples including
us stayed around the dance floor in the darkened room. Ryan
and I retreated to the floor behind a low wall divider and
hand rail. Ryan was extremely excited and began to passionately
kiss me as his hands explored my body. While on my back, Ryan
straddled my waist and unzipped his pants. He removed his
erect cock and moved slowly to my face. He pinned my arms
to the floor with his legs and slowly forced his massive
member into my waiting mouth. It felt so nice and warm. I
loved the fact that I had little control and was restrained.
As I sucked Ryans cock, my clit ached to be massaged. I
requested, Ryan please finger my clit. I need an orgasm
as badly as you! Ryan reached back and pulled my thong to
the side. His finger found my wet shaved pussy and erect
clit. He expertly massaged my clit while I continued to
suck his cock. As the first contractions of my orgasm began,
Ryan exploded in my mouth. As I drank in his warm semen, the
pleasure of my own orgasm kicked in. As my mouth swallowed
his juice, I could feel a similar vaginal contraction in
my pussy. It was an unbelievable feeling!
Ryan rolled to my side and whispered in my ear, Was that
as good for you as me? I could feel your pussy spasms while
my hand was over your clit. I whispered back, Yes, but
after you are recovered enough to have another erection;
I need a good hard fucking with your cock! With a soft laugh
Ryan said, How about right now. Check out my cock. Moving
my hand down to his crotch, I was surprised to find a nice
erection. (What did I previously say about young guys.)
I told Ryan, This time I want the control. I am going to
ride your cock from the top. My clit is hard enough to be stimulated
by your pelvic area. A vaginal orgasm after a clitoral orgasm
will be the end to a perfect sexual evening. With that comment
I climbed upon Ryans beautiful erection and slowly took
his fullness. I could hear faint voices around the lounge
and knew other couples were enjoying the same pleasures
as us.
I couldnt believe how full I felt with Ryans cock in my
stretched pussy. As I rode his cock, my clit was being stimulated
by his body. With total control over my movements, I did
anything that felt good. In a few minutes, I had a powerful
orgasm. I lost count of the number of orgasmic waves. I collapsed
upon Ryan as he passionately kissed and explored my mouth
with his tongue. I felt like a limp noodle as Ryan rolled
me over and fucked me missionary style. He pounded my shaved
pussy as his massive balls slapped at my pussy lips. His
body tensed as he deposited his semen deep in my vagina.
In fact I could feel involuntary vaginal wall contractions.
Exhausted we held each other for the next thirty minutes.
When I returned to my cabin, my brother was asleep. I noticed
that my bed was not only turned down but included a rose,
a chocolate, and a card. Not wanting to disturb my brother,
I decided to read the card in the morning. Assuming the card
was from Ryan, I took it and the rose with me to breakfast
the next morning to thank him.
When my brother and I reached our table, Ryan was already
there with his parents and another attractive young woman,
Jennifer. (Jennifer was a young and single elementary
teacher from central Illinois.) During the meal I mentioned
finding the rose on my bed. Ryan said, It appears that you
have a secret admirer. Smiling I said, Yes, its probably
from my husband. He always gets me roses for no special occasion
or reason. I guess that I should read the card and find out.
As I read the card, I was shocked to see that it was not from
either Ryan or my husband. (The card read: I enjoyed your
extracurricular activities the other night on deck. I
went out for a smoke and got quite a show. I play the saxophone
in the orchestra and would love to get together with you
tonight after we finish playing for the ball. If you are
interested, meet me at the same deck and area at 12:15 a.m.
Ill keep my tuxedo on so that you will know me. Hope to see
you. You are lovely! Oh, my name is Charlie.)
Blushing I said, Yes, its from my husband. He is so thoughtful
and such a romantic. He must have tipped the cabin attendant
to do this gesture. Ryans mother piped in, Such a romantic.
Hopefully, Ryan will meet the right girl and get married
and treat her in such a manner. Turning to Ryan she said,
Speaking of the right girl, I have invited Jennifer to
join us tonight at the captains table for dinner and dancing
at the formal ball. Ryan, I expect you to escort Jennifer
and show her a good time all night. I felt disappointed
at not being able to be with Ryan tonight, but then remembering
Charlies invitation brought a smile to my face. It had
to be faith allowing me this opportunity.
I went to the ball with my brother and danced with a variety
of men. Unfortunately, there were three saxophone players,
so I wasnt sure which guy was Charlie. One was short, fat,
and bald. The other was tall, thin, and ugly. The third was
an attractive African-American with a shaved head. How
I hoped that Charlie was the black guy. Throughout the night,
I would smile at him; but he never seemed to notice me. In
fact, I considered not rendezvousing with Charlie out
of fear of being disappointed. But something in my spirit
said to go for it and I did.
About an hour before the ball ended, I left my brother and
returned to our cabin. In that time I took a shower and shaved
my legs and pussy close and smooth. I reapplied my make up
and redid my nail polish. I replaced my formal long dress
with a short little black dress. I retained my silky black
thigh high hose and three inch heels, but removed my thong.
Looking in the mirror I had to admit that I looked good. I
knew that my husband would want me to dress in a similar manner
for him when I got home and told him all the intimate details
of my sexual encounters. I was getting wet just thinking
about the wild sex we would have at home. I was still hoping
and praying that Charlie would not be the short guy or the
tall guy.
At 12:15 a.m. I made my way to the meeting area. As I stepped
onto the deck, I could see the silhouette of a man looking
out over the deck rail. As I made my way toward him I said,
Charlie? With that he turned and I was relieved to see
the black saxophone player. He was about six foot tall with
a trim body. I continued my conversation by saying, I enjoyed
the orchestra tonight. My brother commented upon how well
you played for their ballroom dance routines. Charlie
smiled and said, Thank you. I noticed how you and your brother
seemed to float across the floor. I returned the complement
by saying, My brother leads well, so it is easy to follow.
Boldly Charlie said, How about if I lead and you follow
me to my cabin? Or would you prefer that I get a bottle of champagne
that we can share under the full moon? I responded, I would
like to spend some time on deck in the moon light. If you dont
mind go get the champagne.
Charlie returned with not only the bottle of champagne
and two fluted glasses, but also an ice bucket. As he opened
the bottle, the cork flew over the ships rail and into the
water. Laughing we shared a toast to the evening and good
times. Charlie was a good listener and easy to talk with.
He was recently divorced and had two daughters and a son.
He had decided upon working on the cruise ship while contemplating
his future and before returning to the dating scene. I could
sense the hurt in his heart and tried to comfort him. As I
hugged him, I whispered in his ear, You can lead me to your
cabin now. I want you to make love to me. With the ice bucket
in one hand and me in the other, Charlie led me to his cabin.
He explained on the way that he had another band member for
a roommate, but he was bunking with others for the night.
Upon entering the room, I noticed that music was playing
and there was one light that dimly lit the room. Charlie
took me in his arms and we began to dance slowly to the music.
He twirled me around and remarked, This evening your dress
was long and flowing and I only occasionally got a glimpse
of you legs. But I like this little black dress better, because
I can clearly see and appreciate how shapely your legs are.
Do you exercise? Nodding I said, Yes, I walk about four
miles each day over a hilly lake road. In addition, I do specific
exercises for the calves.
As we danced Charlie and I embraced. His hands were on my
ass cheeks as he pulled me against his body. I could feel
his erection against my leg. I reached down and stroked
his crotch. With the other hand I began to remove his jacket
and threw it to the bed. Next I removed his tie and tuxedo
shirt. His chest was smooth and muscular. I twisted and
pinched his nipples. I used both hands to remove his belt
and unzipped his trousers. He stepped out of the trousers
and flipped them to the side. I pushed him to the bed and as
he sat on the edge, I removed his shoes and socks. I pushed
him back onto the bed and removed his shorts. Out sprang
one of the most beautiful cocks I had ever seen in person
or in porn. It was milk chocolate colored and uncircumcised.
Even though it was not as thick as Ryans, it was a few inches
longer. It curved up nicely toward his belly button. I rubbed
the precum over his cocks head and stroked his erection
as my mouth engulfed it. I was unable to deep throat him,
but Charlie didnt seem to mind as he moaned in joy.
After several minutes of licking and sucking his erect
member, my clit was itching so badly that I had to have some
relief. I removed my dress and climbed over Charlie into
the 69 position. His warm tongue licked my clit and sucked
my labia. He would now and then lick up my pussy to my ass hole
and suck it. At one point Charlie said, I just love that
you are totally shaved and smooth. Yours is the most beautiful
pussy at I have ever had. Its like I have died and gone to
heaven, but only better. I was too busy sucking and playing
with his scrotum to say anything in return.
I was so aroused that I needed that milk chocolate cock
in my pussy. I requested of Charlie, Fuck me doggy style
and finger my clit. When you ejaculate, please do it on my
ass and pussy.
Getting on all fours, Charlie grabbed my hips and rammed
his erection in my pussy. With one hand he was fingering
my clit and with the other hand he was around my waist forcefully
driving me into his erection. While pounding away at my
pussy, I could sense an orgasm beginning as my nipples hardened
and my toes curled. In the middle of my orgasm, Charlie pulled
out and shot his load over my ass. I could feel his warm cum
flow down over my pussy to my clit which he was still stimulating
with his finger. I had one orgasm after another before collapsing
onto the bed.
The next thing I remember was Charlie saying, Are you
alright? Speak to me. Say something. Oh my God, I hope she
is not dead. Opening my eyes I questioned Charlie, What
happened to me? How long have I been out? Smiling Charlie
said, I guess that you fainted. You were out only a few seconds.
You scared the living daylights out of me. How was I going
to explain this to your brother? Taking a deep breath I
remarked, That was remarkable sex. Charlie you are one
great lover. Your ex-wife must be blind and dumb to have
dumped you. Oh by the way, what time is it? Charlie looked
at his watch and said, About 5:00 a.m.
I better get dressed and back to my cabin before my brother
wakes up and reports me missing. Ill see again tonight,
okay. I said. A sadness came over Charlie as he said, No,
you will be disembarking this afternoon. And we will be
loading a new group of cruisers.
Not wanting to leave Charlie I remarked, Ill go to my
cabin and leave a note for my brother telling him that I couldnt
sleep and went for an early walk and breakfast. Stay here
and Ill be right back. After returning, Charlie and I
fucked all morning. He fucked me in every possible position
and on every piece of furniture. He even fucked me in the
ass, which he said his wife would never allow him to do.
I left the ship that afternoon with a sore and tired pussy.
Charlie promised to write and/or call, which he did. (I
have good and bad news to report on Charlie. The good news
is that he and his wife have reconciled and remarried. The
bad news for me is that he wants to be faithful to her and not
carry on any type of extramarital affair.)
On the airplane flight to Atlanta, I had an opportunity
to talk to Ryan. I asked him, How was your evening with Jennifer?
He replied, It was okay until I asked her for a blow job.
She screamed and ran to her room. What a cold fish. How about
you and me getting a hotel room during our lay over in Atlanta?
I have about four hours before flying to California. To
Ryans surprise I said, Sorry, I have only two hours and
what I need next is a man (not a mommys boy) with slow hands
and slow love making skills. May be you could try a different
line on Jennifer to bed her.
Speaking of Jennifer, she and I were seated next to each
other on the flight to St. Louis. I asked her the same question,
How was your evening with Ryan? Laughing she said, He
expected me to jump into the sack with him immediately.
And when I didnt, he went on and on about how older women
were better than my generation. And how they appreciated
a young stud like him. And how they liked to give blow jobs.
In fact, eventually he asked me for a blow job. I just laughed
at him and walked away. I didnt want to be another notch
on his gun butt. Laughing she continued, He may be right
about a more mature lover. These young guys are just the
bang and thank you type of lovers. I may need a more mature
guy to take his time and romance me to the bedroom. But how
do I find such a guy? Smiling I said, I know the perfect
guy and Ill be seeing him in St. Louis tonight. Give me your
phone number or e-mail address and Ill have him contact
you. Ill guarantee that he will fulfill your every need
and more.
Before landing in St. Louis, I had a proposition from our
male flight attendant. He invited me to dinner and to stay
in his motel room for the night. I was flattered, but had
to decline. You see I was meeting my husband in St. Louis
and had to full him in on the details about my adventures
with Ryan and Charlie. But I did get the flight attendants
telephone number and e-mail for a possible future encounter.
If you havent figured it out yet, the perfect guy for Jennifer
is my husband. In fact, he did hook up with her and his story
will appear shortly. I am confident that you will like my
story better than his. Or I think so. I havent read his;
but he did relate the details to me during a passionate love
making session. Okay, his is not bad!
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