Cruisin' seas (closed to fnchristie81)

[KingCorto]

It’d been an eventful year for Miriam and Jarrod. They’d both gotten new jobs, that’d been advancements in their respective careers, they’d gotten a new great house, and, to top it all off, they’d won the lottery! It wasn’t one of the grand million-dollar pay outs, but it’d been substantial, half a year pay for either of them – and they were pretty comfortable to begin with.

Once settled both at their workplaces and in the house, they both agreed it was time to celebrate, and it could be lavish, too, given the extra funds they had to spend. So that’s how it was the married couple booked their lives first cruise. Two weeks on the blue seas with ports of call along the sunny strip of coasts and exotic islands along the way. It was goona be an adventure, and, of course, with cash in abundance, they got themselves an upper deck suite with a large balcony.

The idea of it alone was arousing to them. And the night of looking at options grew late, with wine. By the end of it, they were most interested in each other, so the selection had been made snappy, almost random, picking the offer among the current open browser tabs that seemed to have the nicest picture and the nicest rooms. Miriam and Jarrod didn’t have so much time for details and fine print then and there.

The communication was snappy, though, the cruise liner made sure to keep them updated on the service, and the eagerness to get going grew from looking at beaches, meals, drinks and beautiful people on deck. The days flew by, and pretty soon they found themselves there; having boarded by a long suspension walkway, getting their key cards and instructions in the main deck reception. Jarrod looked around. It wasn’t crowded, boarding was done in groups, to make it a smooth experience for everyone. Small groups of people and individuals waited around, all seemingly in good spirit, ready to get on with relaxation and fun.

The girl behind the counter smiled as she scanned their reservation. It was a luxury ticket after all, these two weeks, they’d spared no expense. She looked at Jarrod. Did she wink at him? Really, or had he imagined it? Was that proper for a reception clerk, to do that? He smiled back, nodded, a bit shyly, then, as the girl turned to type into her terminal, he looked around again.

Jarrod was just about to say something to tow guys who were clearly checking Miriam’s behind out. She looked good in the summer dress, that was for sure, but for a second, Jarrod felt those gazes were a bit out of line, to sexual. But before he could decide if saying something was warranted, they got their cards, “Welcome aboard! I hope and think you will enjoy your stay!”, said the girl. And then they were off to the elevator moving up.

There was a woman in there with them, nodding politely as the doors shut behind them and they started to ascend. Her floor came before them. As she left, she turned before the doors shut again, looking at Miriam and Jarrod. “I’m in 1043,” she said, “I’d like some company, drop by for a chat about it if you want!” Then she blew a kiss and was gone.

Jarrod looked at his wife with his eyebrow high, “Drop by her for company?”, he smiled, “What did she mean?”, the elevator slowed down, arriving at their floor, “And did you see the looks on us down there? Wow, how popular are we, baby?”. The doors opened again, revealing the wide corridor, leading to their suite in the corner.

 

[fnchristie81]

On preparation for the cruise, both Miriam and Jarrod had both done a lot of preparations in their own way. For Jarrod, it had been more exercise to look better on the cruise, tanning to emphasize his already dark looks, researching some of their ports-of-call, and new sunglasses to better hide from Miriam when he was looking at other women. She wasn't so naive as to think otherwise; he already had a half dozen perfectly good pairs stashed all over.

Miriam also had gone to the gym a little more, but her preparations were mostly at the tanning salon and the mall. The salon was as much practicality as it was vanity; she didn't want her fair skin to burn any more than it inevitably would be necessary. Plus, her husband had been less-than-subtly hinting that she was becoming too conservative in her wardrobe choices.

Her shopping was at most of the usual suspects, plus a couple of more daring online purchases. A few new dresses both for dolling up and for more casual, relaxed times; new lingerie; and new swimsuits. Miriam fully planned on spending time in the water, and hated the idea of having to put on a wet (or worse, damp) bathing suit. She also planned on taking advantage of the private veranda and bought two extremely skimpy thong bikinis, packing them and the lingerie deep in her luggage and away from Jarrod notice.

Finally, the day for the trip came. They flew to the docking port the night before, with Miriam dressed in one of her more relaxed outfits of tank top, sweatshirt, and shorts. Dinner was at a chain restaurant on the way to the hotel, and the couple enjoyed an early retirement in spite of intimate relations. The next morning, Jarrod dressed in shorts, polo shirt, and sandals while Miriam opted for a halter-top sundress and strappy platform heels. The dress design didn't really allow for Miriam's build to wear a bra, so she went without, but did slip on a g-string that she knew would tantalize Jarrod when she found an appropriate time to reveal it to him.

The couple boarded the ship with thsir luggage already brought aboard by the ship's crew some time between their landing amd their arrival on the ship. While they waited to check in, they engaged in casual people-watching and small talk with their neighbors in the small boarding group. A pair of guys near them put behind them in line were particularly friendly, with their attention focused more on her than both of them as a couple. The boarding attendant, on the other hand, was focused more on Jarrod. Miriam felt a flash of jealousy, but had come tentatively to the realization that it was unwarranted until the sly wink the other women had flashed at Miriam's husband.

Soon enough, the couple was in the elevator heading to their room, with the only other occupant being a sole woman. She and Miriam made small talk, remarking over each other's clothes and hair. The elevator stopped a floor before theirs, and the woman casually shouldered away from the wall on which she'd been leaning. After exiting, she slowly turned and gave the couple a wink and an invitation to join her soon. Miriam was as perplexed as Jarrod, but since she had seemed nice enough cautiously agreed.

Within moments, the husband and wife were entering their own room. Miriam was in awe of them accommodations, and went immediately to the large glass doors that led to their private veranda. The ocean was a bright, encouraging blue, the day sunlit warm and lightly breezy. Miriam pressed herself against the glass, looking as far in both directions as she could while Jarrod stowed the carry on that they'd brought from the hotel. Returning to her husband, she grasped him by the hand, then pulled him over top the veranda doors. Stopping with her back pressed against them, she brought one of his hands to her breast over top her dress, and the other she slid up her bare thigh to her hip and the narrow string that held up her panties.

,"Not now," she whispered in his ear, "but later, I want you to take me right here, line this." She nipped at his ear gently as she pulled his hand behind her to her derriere. "In the meantime, I want you to think of a couple of other possibilities and we'll see how many we can fulfill."

 

[KingCorto]

Cherishing the smell of his wife, who had gotten very attractive since they had planned this voyage, Jarrod let his thumb slide down the thin thread of her panties, the curve from her hip to her magic, which he could easily imagine having right here, pressed up on the glass, with a picture-perfect emerald sea lining. Giving her breast a playful squeeze, feeling the orbs of the barbell he knew was under there, escorting the nipple, he pulled his head back and looked at her grinning and nodding, “It’s a date, several, I suppose. And I do already have other options in mind for that list, it might be hard work, but we can do it.”

He was thinking about a few places in the suite already, actually, it was all a very romantic set up, soft and cushioned to abundance. And there would be places to explore outside it, too. Places private, or maybe semi-private, a little risk might do them good. But in his mind, he was also thinking about the woman in the elevator. He wasn’t gonna forget her number, that was for sure. Maybe it was only a wild fantasy, but Miriam had complimented her, and to the question, well, his wife had dragged out a bit, but before the doors shut, she had nodded a yes of sorts under her breath. In Jarrod’s mans-mind, the patina-blonde mane of the elevator woman would go perfectly with his wife’s, sharp-cut black.

Looking down on his fit, gorgeous wife in her sexy new dress, he held by both hips now, pulling her onto him, “But now, hottie, do you wanna see what views we can get with an aperitif around here? Over it we can make some plans, like whether to hit the pool side, or go straight to 1043.”

He tried to make it corny enough to be able to laugh it off as a bad joke, but still serious enough to keep the door open, for later, at least.

 

[fnchristie81]

Miriam was acutely aware of Jarrod hard on pressing into her stomach as he traced the front of her thong with one hand and tweaked her pierced nipple teasingly with the other. She was fully cognizant of them effect her piercings had on him when she went without a well-padded bra; she also knew that the effect was the same on other guys, which was something that Jarrod often amusedly mentioned to her.

This time, she knew that despite his attempt at making a bad Jones, he still had on the back of his mind the bleached-blonds from the elevator in her spaghetti-strapped, plunging neckline, man-trapping top and painted-on shorts. To be fair, the woman had a sexiness that Miriam quite envied, so she couldn't fully blame her husband. Still, it might be useful to make a friend of someone "in the know" about the cruise, and the woman had acted like she was one of those individuals.

"How about we hit her up first," Miriam told Jarrod while he ground himself against her. She pushed back against his wrists, releasing herself from this entrapping embrace. Before they left though, she was determined to me so her husband's mind on her, so set about rummaging through her luggage until she found the "toy box" she'd brought along. Finding what she had been looking for, she concealed it in a fold of her skirt before beckoning Jarrod over top her. Pressing it into his hand without showing it to him, she turned around against him before bending over the bed and shimmying her skirt above her hips.

"But before we go, I want you to get me ready for you tonight," she said over her shoulder to him. She pulled her g-string to the side, exposing her puckered rear entrance for Jarrod to insert the jeweled plug she'd handed to him.

 

[KingCorto]

Grinning wide at his wife, somewhat bothered by the mention of the blonde, but still intrigued, Jarrod watched her as she pulled something from her ‘secret’ stash that she thought he didn’t know existed. Not being a spoiler, though, he’d resisted all urges to look as the box’ contents had accumulated in the run up to the cruise. It wouldn’t be fair, and it wouldn’t be fun for any of them. “Affirmative, I have a feeling if we don’t hit her up, she’ll be hitting more on us pretty soon.”

And now he knew one of the items. A plug for her behind, to bother her even more as they ventured outside, making her more and more naughty until he got the chance to enter her himself. Admittedly, his urges told him to have her right now, but he resisted that too. Instead, he looked keenly at her lingerie, pulled aside, her round buttocks, and the hole between them that she was presenting to him, he knew it well. He lay a thumb on it, and gave it a flexing squeeze, it responded with a pulse, opening to him, like he knew it would. Then he took the unboxed plug between his lips, sucked to lubricate it, before moving it down to her opening. Then, slowly but firmly, pushing it inside.

“There,” he said, giving her buttock a mild slap, “You’re ready, I wonder how those guys looking at you earlier would do if they knew you went around wearing that.” Rising behind her, gallantly rolling her skirt beck down and straightening it. “But they’ll never know, will they? Unless we tell them.”, then, extending an arm to her, “Are you ready for adventure, miss naughty-plugged?”

 

[fnchristie81]

Miriam felt the plug seat itself, accompanied by the semi-familiar half-anxious/half-full feeling in her rectum. She could already feel her vagina begin to lubricate itself, and knew she would be lucky to make it to dinner without begging Jarrod to bring her back to their room and fuck her. She felt downright slutty, and was enjoying the feeling. This was going to be her first experience wearing a plug out in public.

Then Jarrod helped situate her skirt, giving her a playful swat on her rear that stung a bit and mentioned the guys that had been standing behind them in line. It almost sounded like he was threatening to tell some one about her naughtiness. Miriam turned and pressed up against him, enveloping his mouth with hers.

"I doubt anyone would believe you unless we showed them," she said into his mouth. "So be careful what you threaten; you may have your bluff called and have to put up or shut uo!" With that, she once again kissed him deeply, then pulled away half reluctantly and half teasingly before heading to the door. "Come in, I want to explore a bit so I don't get lost trying to find our room later!"

 

[KingCorto]

She was upping the odds, that was for sure. They’d been fooling around with fantasies of perfect strangers, and erotic encounters in the past, but it had been in moments of passion, on their own, no one concrete and nothing to actually achieve. But here, now, there was the invitation from the blonde bombshell on the deck below, and there were the two guys that’d hungered for his wife. And now, they were walking out there, her with a plug deep in her butt, virtually telling him that if he pushed on, she might act on it.

So, did he want to push on? That was the question. Before his inner eye he saw Miriam, on all four right there on the bed in their suite, a guy on each side, taking one in her mouth while the other had her tight pierced pussy. Then he thought about the blonde below. She may have been very lightly dressed in the elevator, but in Jarrod’s mind right now, she wore nothing at all, and was highly compromised. Both visions were arousing to him.

Following her to the door, Jarrod gave her another playful slap on the ass, making sure to let a finger press up on the plug as his palm slid back. “Let’s explore, milady!” he said, opening the door with a theatrical bow. Outside it was silent and empty. At first. Then they heard it, someone moaning, rhythmically, nearby. “Someone has more sense.” Jarrod smiled crookedly at Miriam.

They continued down the hallway, and turned towards a deck exit, stepped outside. There were people there, sun chairs, someone chatting by the railing. It all seemed very ordinary, then Jarrod saw something. On the far end of the deck, on a sun chair, a man was laying back, a woman had her head between his legs. She had her hand on his shorts which was pulled down his thighs, and as Jarrod spotted them she lifted his erection out and started to lick up and down on it. No one close by seemed to mind a bit.

“Look!” He whispered, pointing it out to Miriam, “Is that what one does around here?”

 

[fnchristie81]

At first, Miriam was a bit repulsed by the brazen display of depravity. It was one thing to get caught doing that sort of thing accidentally, but to brazenly be doing those things out in the open was entirely different. Maybe they had just booked a room by mistake on some sort of "adult activities" floor, and she said as much to Jarrod.

That perception seemed validated when another of them guys knelt behind the woman and ran his hands up her legs, pulling her jersey shorts down to her knees. His hands then went back up to her shapely buttocks, and he began kneeding them before dipping his head and eating her out from behind.

Partly worried, partly turned on by the woman's slutty behavior, Miriam turned to Jarrod who also had been watching the action. She could tell by the tent forming in his shorts that the scene was having an effect on him as well, but she wanted that attention for herself, not some easy bitch. Suddenly the moans they had laughed about an the hall outside their room seemed more ominous than amusing.

"I think we need to find that room, or a purser or something," Miriam said worriedly to Jarrod. All of a sudden, the plug in her rear had her anxious more than stimulated, especially when another guy out on the deck spotted them and started walking their way. Then man wore a pair of shorts, sandals, a wide smile, and a rather large tent of his own sticking out from this shorts. His hand was also already stretched out towards Jarrod.

 

[KingCorto]

Equal parts aroused and confused, Jarrod reached out for Miriam’s hand and held it tightly. She’d sounded worried, and sensing that too, he wanted to reassure her that he wouldn’t leave her side.

Unless she wanted to, that was, he thought – what would he do then? Eyes drawn, somewhat reluctantly, from the spectacle around the sun bed in the distance, he met the gaze of the man approaching. Bare chest and muscular, something which he was sure his wife appreciated, somewhere beyond her current hesitance. This situation was becoming quite the gamble fast. The sun was still high, and the coast was still a strip in the horizon, they hadn’t been on board all that long, there were still two weeks left. If the events thus far were anything to go by, this could turn into quite a vacation.

The man reached out to Jarrod, who returned his own and shook it. “Hi! I’m William, call me Bill,” the man said, smiling, looking Jarrod in the eyes, then gliding over at Miriam, “Straight to the Free Deck, huh?” He grinned, “Yeah, me too, the cruise may seem long, but we’ll all regret it if we don’t use every minute, right? That’s how I think about it, anyway.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Jarrod was distracted again. A woman was swaying in sensual dance moves, lifting her arms as a guy pulled her light dress up over her head, and now she was turning to the railing, leaning onto it, watching the horizon as her hips poised her naked behind up to the man, who was pulling down his swim shorts, taking hold around his shaft and her hip, getting ready to enter her.

Without waiting for a response, Bill’s other hand reached out, to Miriam. He didn’t take her hand, however, like he’d done with Jarrod’s. Rather he caressed down the line of one of her breasts, and cupped up under it. “Pierced, huh?” He said, in a deeper voice that earlier. Jarrod looked down at his wife’s tit engulfed in the stranger’s big hand. There was no denying the nipple with it’s impalement was prominent under her dress, they were rock hard, Jarrod saw, no wonder, between the plug and the unreal situation. “Will you maybe show them to me?” Bill asked, cocking his head, looking down at Miriam, “I’m really into pulling on those.”

 

[fnchristie81]

The man approaching shook Jarrod hand and introduced himself as Bill. Without pausing for their introductions, he simply reached over and groped Miriam's breast-tracing the outside, then hefting it in his hand before tracing his thumb over her erect nipple. Miriam had often fantasized about that sort of greeting, but the overall situation was too overwhelming to be more than moderately stimulating.

In her fantasies, she would simply smile at the guys and push her chest out further for him. Now that it was happening though, she tentatively touched his forearm in a subtle rebuke to get Bill to stop.

"'Free deck'?" she asked, wondering what exactly that was supposed to mean. However, even as she was speaking, Bill had apparently taken her hand on his arm as encouragement rather than a 'stop' message. His hand slipped inside the neckline of her dress and pulled it aside a bit to expose most of the breast beneath, his thumb immediately going again to her sensitive nub.

Miriam gave a sharp, hissing breath of air at both the pleasurable sensation as well as the outright forwardness of their new companion. She had fantasized of this progression ever since she'd had her nipples done, but was nervous both at the situation she and Jarrod had somehow found themselves in.
It's not like she was prudish at all-ever since she'd had them pierced, Jarrod had offered several people to look at her shest adornments, but that's had always been more intimate, private settings with an "it's ok to look but not touch understanding" that Miriam had always enjoyed. Her grip on Bill's arm tightened as he head turned towards her husband.

"Ummmm...," she mumbled, "I'm a little confused. We were just put exploring and looking for a friend's room. I'm not sure we're even supposed to be here...". She looked to Jarrod for direction.

 

[KingCorto]

They’d both been very erotic and sexual about it when she’d gotten her nipples and later clit pierced. He’d been playing with the little pieces of surgical steel a lot, and while he’d done that, she’d sometimes fantasized about letting strangers do it too, fantasies that Jarrod had encouraged. While it had slowly faded, he was still pretty sure that those were sometimes still on her mind, when she’d close her eyes while he nibbled on them at night, high up or down below.

And now, that was happening. Jarrod inspected her. She seemed somewhat reluctant at first, but when Bill’s hand found it’s way under her dress and onto her nip, she gave out a hiss, Jarrod could see his wife shiver a little at the touch, and now she was looking at him, indecisively.

Out of the corner of his eye, to their side by the glass wall Jarrod suddenly saw something familiar. It was the blonde. She was wearing a very small bikini, just a triangle in her crotch, thin strips edging her big tits, barely covering the center of them. She was leaning casually on the glass, hands supporting her comfortably behind her butt, looking at them, with a smile that lit up when she saw Jarrod taking notice of her.

Jarrod looked down at his wife, smiled at her, and nodded towards the blonde, “It seems our friend is actually here, honey, so no need to go to her room after all!” Bill was pulling her dress further aside now, revealing her full breast, twisting lightly on the barbell with two fingers while teasingly lapping another over her hard point. While talking, Jarrod allowed his free hand to slide low onto her waist, give her upper buttock a squeeze, thinking about her plug under there. Miriam had been fantasizing about exactly this situation, after all. To Jarrod, it didn’t seem fair to make decisions to drag her away from it, he would go if she wanted to, but for now, he was surprisingly good with the situation, even aroused.

 

[fnchristie81]

Miriam was half-relieved, half-concerned that Jarrod was not only accepting the situation. They'd role played it several times over the last few years, but that was fantasy, while his was actually happening. Then Jarrod mentioned that the woman they had been making excuses to go see was actually there. Miriam followed his gaze and saw the woman in the other side of the glass pane separating them from the ocean air, her ample bosom and crotch barely covered. It seemed that the bikinis she had brought wouldn't be so risqué at all.

She didn't know if it was the presence of the scantily-clad, sexy blonde or the situation that the couple had found themselves in, but Miriam felt Jarrod hand sliding lower and lower on her back until he was squeezing her buttocks. Apparently, he wasn't only going to be accepting of the situation, but encouraging it. Miriam decided to go along for the ride, wherever it led.

Turning around, keeping her breast in Bill's fingers, she pressed back against him. The turn served to completely expose her breast to Jarrod, the blonde, and whomever was behind them in the entryway to the sheltered deck. One of her hands reached down and back to move them out of the doorway, also coming into contact with Bill's erection tenting out his shorts. The other waved to the blonde, encouraging her to join them.

As she did, she felt Bill's other hand come up to the opposite dress, immediately pulling the flap of fabric away to tease that nipple as well. Miriam gave a soft hum of appreciation and leaned her head back against her new suitor's shoulder. She saw Jarrod eyes flitting between her exposed breasts being touched by another man and tracking the sexy blonde as she made her way along the passageway outside the glass and then towards the threesome. Her hands reached down to stroke her husband's erection in time with the one now pressed against the middle of her back.

"It seems someone is enjoying the sight of his wife getting felt up by a stranger in public," she said teasingly to him. Just as she felt his cook twitch beneath her fingers, the blonde stepped past them, squeezing past two men who were coming through the doorway to the deck. Miriam gazed at them through hooded eyes. One was definitely a gym rat, his taught forearms and heavily muscled shoulders attested. The other, while definitely fit, had more of a swimmer or runner's build. Miriam eyed them through eyes heavily lidded by the pleasurable sensations coming from Bill's tweaking of her nipples and rings, even as she noticed the blonde dragging her larger breasts against the guy closest to her as they worked their way past and onto the deck.

Miriam was able to notice the blonde hungrily appraising the larger of the two men, as well as the fact that before she turned the bikini she was wearing was just a piece of string that passed between her butt cheeks. Miriam had seen pictures of that sort of bathing suit before, and had often seen girls in g-strings while changing at the gym, but never that sort of thing out in public. She had a sudden urge to be spooning against that shapely ass herself.

The blonde extended her hand towards Jarrod first. "I don't believe we actually introduced ourselves before," she said. Her other hand cocked once again on her buttocks, she accepted Jarrod hand in hers even as she ate up the devouring look Miriam's hisbamd was leveling on her barely-covered lady bits. "I'm Sloane," she offered.

After a slight moment's lag, Jarrod smoothly responded with her name. The blonde turned smoothly, sexily, backing into Jarrod much the same as Miriam was backed against Bill. Miriam could see her wiggling her hips slowly, adjusting Jarrod,'s bulge between her cheeks. Bill extended his hand towards the newcomer and introduced himself. The blonde was enjoying the visual attention that Bill was giving her as well, as evidenced by the self-satisfied smile she flashed him. Miriam took advantage of the momentary freedom to step forward, directly against the slutty woman.

"I'm Miriam, she said, then trailed her free hand up the other woman's side, along the outer edge of her bikini top, all the way to her jaw before reaching her face up and gently kissing the other women, sliding her tongue between moderately surprised lips. She felt Bill no fully hard behind her, knew that Jarrod had likely done the same thing, and felt Bill's sudden, surprised squeeze of her nipple between her breast and Sloane's bare midriff. Miriam let out a soft moan of pleasure, breaking the kiss, Sloane looking down at her in a mix of shock and pleasure.

 

[KingCorto]

Jarrod had been right in his assessment, correct to linger and see, because now, it didn’t seem as if Miriam was any form of hesitant. It unfolded like in a dreamy haze, his wife, turning to him and caressing across his throbbing shaft under his shorts, while rubbing her buttocks back on Bill, who pinched and teased her now exposed very stiff and perky nipples.

And, taking command of the situation, Miriam invited the blonde to join them too, god, my wife is professional at this, Jarrod thought, as he himself was only able to repeat “Sloane” quite lamely under his breath as she presented herself. It didn’t matter though, because now that delicious round ass was rubbing itself up against his crotch. His hands stroked slowly up her outer thighs and onto her buttocks, folding over them from the sides, starting to massage them, pull them aside so he could look right down on the hair-thin string that slipped in between them, the blonde might as well have been naked.

When his wife stepped sensuously forward to kiss the Sloane, their tits pressing together, Bill’s hands squeezed in between them, Jarrod started to get very hard. His cock made a jump and rubbed in between Sloane’s thighs, onto the triangular leaf of fabric that was covering her down there. Sloane yelped and giggled at the touch of him, pressed her ass backward onto him, and followed with her hand, grabbing the root of his shaft through his shorts, eagerly pressing it against herself.

Two newly arrived men had stopped and were watching them. That was not lost on Miriam, who purred and danced back onto Bill, enjoying all the attention. Then Sloane returned the kiss to Miriam, bending her neck back and folding her lips over Jarrod’s wife’s. Her free hand slid in between Miriam’s legs and started to rise, fingers caressing the smooth soft skin.

 

[fnchristie81]

Miriam had never been in any type of lesbian situation before. Her kissing Sloane had merely been impulsive, but after the other woman's initial shock, she was now taking control of the situation. Not only was Sloane kissing her back, but her delicate fingers were working their way up Miriam's thighs.

Sensing that Sloane was more comfortable with her sexuality than Miriam was, Miriam placed her hands on Slowness waist, pulling the two of them closer. God the woman's knew how to kiss. The action also served to press her breasts more firmly into Bill's hands. Miriam felt a third pair of hands sliding their way up her arms, and knew they must belong to Jarrod. Those hands slides all the way up to her shoulders, then untied the neck of her dress, allowing it to fall to the nearly-naked torsos of the two women. Miriam pressed back against Bill a little, and he took the hint by briefly allowing some space between her and she, and she and Sloane. The dress fell to puddle at Miriam's feet.

As Bill oressed back in, she sensed that he had lowered his shorts during that brief moment, because she felt his bare skin against her back, his erection sliding between them slight gap between them tops of her thighs. The eroticism of the moment had her going with the flow, and her hands moved from Sloane's waist to the bikinis top separating the almost assuredly-fake breasts from her own. Miriam's hands traced the outer edges of the fabric lightly, then circled the dots protruding from the center of the scant triangles. Scrwtching her fingernails over them for a few moments, Miriam then used her fingertips to pull them aside even as Sloane moaned into Miriam's mouth.

 

[KingCorto]

Jarrod stroked passionately up and down on her arms as Miriam released Sloane’s big round tits, the blonde goddess moaned deeply into Jarrod’s wife’s mouth, fastening her grip around his erection, started to pull back and forth on it. Her ass pressed and rolled backward, she angled her feet inward, rose to her toes, lifting, and offering her vulva to Jarrod, only hidden behind a rapidly soaking piece of silk. And as Sloane’s hand rose between Miriam’s thighs, opened palm up, and cupped over her pussy after the dress had dropped, giving it a full squeeze.

Behind her, Bill fumbled a bit with his belt, but wiggled it open, standing wide legged so it slid down and hang from his upper thigh. His big fingers found Miriam’s string panties where it curved in between her buttocks, he lifted it to one side and gasped as he saw the plug up her ass, “Oh, my!” He said, excitedly, placed a finger on the back of the plug and pressed wrigglingly in on it, “No room for me in here!” He continued.

And as Sloane’s experienced and nimble fingers pulled down on Jarrod’s shorts so his cock leapt forward and back into her biting grasp, another of her fingers bent up onto Miriam’s pussy, now exposed from the lifting away of her panties. And then she slid into her, started to explore her wet insides while pulling hard on Jarrod’s cock.

 

[fnchristie81]

Miriam continued to explore the blonde's tits, doing those things that Miriam enjoyed having done. It seemed to work, because soon the two women were panting into each other's mouth as much as kissing.

Then Bill found and played with the jewel sprouting from Miriam's rear. As he slid his cock through the wetness emanating from her vagina, he nudged his hand into it, even as Sloane penetrated her, looking for the source of that wetness.

Miriam gave a shuddering "Oh god...." moan of desire. Her own hand reached down to reciprocate with the blonde and discovered Jarrod's cock rubbing back and forth between Sloane's vulva as well. Just as Miriam was about to use her fingers to push them tip of Jarrod into the other women, she felt another hand checkinging out her free nipple. She followed the arm up to find the smaller of the two men who had started to pass by. Smiling gently at him, she pressed her chest further into his hand, sandwiching it between she and Sloane.

"Sorry, hun," she told him. "Right now, I've got about as much as I think i can handle. But if I dont come back and find you, you're welcome to come find me in either Room 1043 or ours," and gave him the room number with a wink.

She gave Sloane one more deep kiss, winked at the newcomer, then said to the quartet, "I think we need to take this back to one of our rooms before we attract too many more people,." She was wanting to watch Jarrod explore Sloane, and wanted to explore both Bill and Sloane more herself-without extra distractions.

 

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All eager and in agreeance, it became like Miriam had suggested, the foursome bundled their clothes as best as they could, skirting for the glass doors and into the hallway beyond. Their suite was closest by far, and probably bigger than Sloane’s too, given how Miriam and Jarrod had dished out for one of the most luxurious accommodations on offer on board, so that was where they went. It was but a few steps away, and fumbling the card on the keypad, Jarrod got the door open, and they stumbled inside.

Once there, both Sloane and Bill were looking around, marvelling at the extravagance, the huge bed, the cushions, and the exterior; the line of sea meeting the darkness of the sky at the horizon. Soon it would all be black out there, outside the extent of the ship’s lights.

Sloane’s tits stood round and firm, pressed together and up by the tight line of her bikini top, framing them perfectly. Jarrod swallowed looking at them, he’d been behind her, enjoying her butt and her thighs, it had been his wife that had gotten the pleasure of the gravity defying melons, and their perky cherry nips on top. He moved closer, mesmerized, and Sloane giggled, pressed her upper arms together to further increase her cleavage, and shook them for him, making him cross eyed following them in admiration. Then he reached out for them, took one in each hand, and pressed them together and up, as he leant in and kissed Sloane, deeply, taking his tongue where his wife’s tongue had just been.

Peeking over her shoulder as they engulfed in the kiss and she started to rub her frame up on him, he watched his wife. Standing before Bill, who’s hands were exploring him, passing around her like a hungry wolf. Then his fingers found the thread of her panties and this time, he pulled them all the way down and off, Miriam stepping lightly out of them, while looking at the man, reaching out for his cock, who stood right out and up from his crotch.

Jarrod wondered what would happen now. Would he see his wife fucked by the strange man? Or would she kneel and take him in her mouth? Or would it be something else entirely? Pulling off Sloane’s mouth, moaning in synchrony with her, his hand found it’s way down between her thighs and in over her pussy. She parted her legs invitingly to him, and, still keenly watching his wife, one of Jarrod’s fingers slid up into the warm wetness of their new patina blonde, silicon titted friend.

 

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Bill grabbed Sloane by the hand, leading her through the passageway to their suite. Miriam did the same with Bill's after gathering her dress from the floor and quickly followed, admiring the sexy sway of the buxom blonde's ass.

"I need to learn to walk like that " she thought jealously. Jarrod opened the door to their suite, allowing Sloane to enter first, then following closely behind. Miriam again was jealous over his attention, but again couldn't blame him. Sloane meandered slowly through the room with Jarrod close behind, which allowed Miriam and Bill to enter. Both of their new partners were every bit as impressed with the suite as Jarrod and Miriam had been, and Miriam felt a touch of embarrassment. She felt that it may have been a bit showy, even though she and Jarrod had booked early for the discounted rate on top of having saved their previous year's bonuses to make this a special treat. At the time though, they had no clue how special it would become.

Miriam watched as Sloane turned around, her bikini top still oulled to the sides of her breasts and creating cleavage any man would kill to explore, and almost any woman would kill to have. Jarrod, of course, immediately fell to playing with her tits. Miriam decided to explore Bill more and turned, pulling him closer to her by his erection. He was satisfyingly large, and since she knew Jarrod would be taking Sloane in the immediate future, got wet thinking about fitting Bill inside her own body. Bill of course, wanted her as fully nude as he was, and slipped her panties down her thighs.

Jarrod must have began to finger Sloane at the same time, because as Bill slid two fingers into Miriam, she heard Sloane let out a guttural groan of satisfaction. She looked over top see the blonde almost squatting on Jarrod's hand, and could see her copious juices on her husbands wrist.

Still grasping Bill's erection, Miriam led him over top the couple, where she pushed Jarrod towards the bed. She grabbed Sloane's bikini top between her breasts, and pushed her back against Jarrod. Jarrod fell backwards onto the bed, and Miriam pushed Sloane's barely-there bikini bottoms down the blonde's legs. She guided Sloane to sit on Jarrod's lap, and noticed that his hands flew to the massive mammaries. Miriam though, knelt between her thighs and reached her face down to gently lick every inch of the crease between Sloane's legs. Miriam felt Bill kneel behind her, and gave a shuddering groan of pleasure as his tongue immediately found her clit with its ring.

Miriam slid her tongue back down the dripping slit in front of her, then pointed her tongue and pulled back just until she felt the nub of Sloane's own pleasure button. Behind Miriam, Bill had slid a finger into her vagina and was using some of the fingers of that same hand to nudge Miriam's plug about an her rectum. Meanwhile, Sloane was rocking her hips back and forth, grinding Jarrod's cock between her ass cheeks and Miriam's tongue inside her pussy. Miriam reached up and grasped Jarrod's penis, wanting to see Sloane forcing herself down on it. Sloane took the hint readily and rose up a bit, then when she felt Miriam position it at her opening, slowly but steadily sank down until she was fully impaled. Miriam bit her lip at the oddly satisfying sight, even as Bill's talented tongue worked her steadily towards an orgasm.

 

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It wasn’t until his wife pushed him down on it that Jarrod realised how enormous the bed was. He’d noticed when they’d first entered, sure, but laying down on his back now, he understood it must be double-double size, at least. And that was good, because now he crept back on it as Sloan was nicely placed by Miriam on top of him, back to him, kneeling over his crotch. His hands found their way up the woman’s sides and folded over her big tits from behind.

He moaned, watching down along his chest and stomach to where his erection stood high and throbbing, watching, as the blonde’s buttocks folded around it and she started to grind towards it, naked now, after Miriam had pulled her minimal bikini string off. His hands dug into her hard tits, his fingers opened to pinch her nipples firmly, watching to the side of her as he saw Miriam crawl up after them, thank god for the big bed, bend forward, and start to lick the Sloane’s pussy in long, wide strokes, then slip her tongue into her.

Sloane squeaked loudly, leaning in over to grab Miriam by the back of her neck, fingers twirling into her raven black hair. And then Bill was behind her. This bed was huge. He knelt between Miriam’s parted legs, angled his face in towards her willing and upwards poised slit, and started to lick too. The girls were worming and squirming having their pussies treated. Jarrod wondered if Bill was pulling Miriam’s clit piercing like he would do, or if it was something else entirely, he couldn’t see that, from where he lay. And there wasn’t much time to reflect on it, either, because now, Miriam was guiding Sloane above him, and she rose her hips high, and, assisted by Miriam’s hand around his cock, she slid down on him, slowly, but adamantly.

Jarrod drew his breath deep and held it, felt how the wet pussy convolved around his rock-hard shaft sitting down on him. She was surprisingly tight, and she made tighter, flexing on him, looking back over her shoulder at him with a grin. She sank to the root on him and relaxed a bit. His hands found her hips and angled in to grab hold of her buttocks, and he started to steer her. Rolled her first, so he could caress and open her insides, then slowly, rose her, and put her back down, and again, a bit higher, and again, a bit faster. All the while feeling the breath of his wife on him, as she continued to lick the blonde’s clit.

And then it was starting to happen for Miriam, he knew it well. She had the sounds, the pants, the low rumbling. Miriam was about to cum. Jarrod had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last time tonight.

 

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"Ohhhhhhh ggoooooooodddddddd...." Miriam ground out as she watched Sloane slowly copulating with Jarrod while Bill switched from tonguing her clit to tongue-fucking her pussy and roughly rubbing her clit with this finger. She felt her vaginal muscles clench in pleasure, and her natural lubrication begin trickling down her thighs.

Miriam nudged her face forward again, waiting until the blonde had rose almost entirely off Jarrod's cock, then Miriam quickly reached her tongue out and licked from this still-low-hanging sack up his shaft, and over Sloane's clit. The sensual blonde's hips twitched and she collapsed heavily downward, with Miriam putting her hands on Sloane's thighs. Once again, Sloane seemed to know exactly waht Miriam wanted her to do, because instead of bouncing up and down, she began rocking back and forth. Miriam figured that would help Jarrod to last longer, plus it gave Miriam the advantage of being able to tongue the other woman's clit better. Sloane seemed to appreciate the attention, because she again ran her hands through Miriam's hair and down her back.

To be fair to Miriam, she was having to concentrate heavily on the task she'd set before her face, because Bill was working mightily to get her to cum. His tongue still driving in and out of her, one hand that had switched to rubbing her clit and was now alternating rubbing and pulling her clit ring gently, and now the other hand snaking up beneath her and again mauling her nipples. Even as Miriam was focusing on getting Sloane off, Bill was working to get Miriam off first. Her hips were twitching erratically, and she frequently shrieked out her pleasure when Bill became satisfyingly rough with her clit. Fortunately for Miriam (although not for Miriam's pride), Bill was more successful than she. She came, her internal muscles convulsing almost has hard as her external ones. Bill continued to tongue and finger her for a few moments, then mercifully stopped.

Miriam stayed on her knees for a few moments, riding out and after shock, then slid over Jarrod and Sloane's thighs to lay beside her husband. She rolled onto her back, her arms going above her head, panting.

"Good, that was good," she said to no one in particular, and yet everyone. Still, her pussy was hungry for more even if her clit wasn't yet. She splayed her knees wide, still breathing hard, and crooked her finger to Bill in the classic "come here" motion. "Your wife's about to get fucked," she singsonged looking over at Jarrod. "A stranger that we only met a little bit ago is going to shove his big cock in your wife's count, baby. Do you like that idea? Because I can't wait for it..."

 

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Seeing his wife roll and fall panting to her back next to them, satisfied, Jarrod’s response to her question was to roll his abdomen towards her, and kiss her deeply and passionately. Over and on top of him, Sloane was getting her phase up, leaning over him, hands planted on his strong chest as she pumped up and down on his cock deep inside her, her juices flowing down her thigs and his crotch.

Holding the blonde hard while kissing his wife, Jarrod lifted his knees high to pin the one above him, sink deeper into her, while he released his hand and slid it over onto Miriam, finding her nipple between the steel of the barbell. He released his lips from her, breathing heavily and swallowing deep to the sensation of Sloane’s pumping up and down on his cock, “Yes, baby, love of my life, only the best is good enough for you,” he responded, pinching hard on his nipple while his other hand dug into Sloane’s buttock, pressing her down on him as he met her thrusts hard with his own, “Take the cock, and take it all, what you want, and I will too!” He breathed heavily, wondering how long he could go before the titted blonde would pump him empty.

And as that was going on, he watched while Bill took Miriam’s cue, and kneeled in between her legs, holding is big, hard, and virtually untouched cock around the root, poising it in towards her running wet pussy.

“Bill is gonna fuck you now.”, Jarrod whispered, as his hand rose to yet again hold Sloane’s wonderful tit, bouncing above him as she rode him hard.

 

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Miriam watched Sloane even as she listened to Jarrod. She had gotten the other woman close to cumming, although not pushing her over the edge as she'd hoped to do. Now the blonde was using Jarrod's pole for her own pleasure, and Miriam hoped she'd gotten her close enough that she would cum before Jarrod could be finished.

Jarrod repositioned himself so that he could reach deeper into Sloane, who responded by plunking herself down harder onto his impaling rod. Her closest hand reached up and toyed with the large breast closest to her, fascinated by the enhanced globe. She squeezed from the base, allieing the breast tissue through her hand, all the way to the nipple which she tugged and squeezed roughly. Sloane seemed to enjoy the sensation, because her eyes fluttered when Miriam did it. Miriam meanwhile was amazed that she couldn't actually feel any of the enhancement.

“Bill is gonna fuck you now.” Jarrod had one hand on Miriam's breast, the other on the woman's to whom he was coupled. Miriam noticed Bill sliding between her legs, lining himself up to spear her. She allowed her hand to slide down Sloane's body, cupping it over her thigh and sliding the edge of her fingers into Sloane's cleft. The motion of the blonde's body caused Miriam's finger to rub over her clit, soeeding the other woman's impending orgasm, and evidenced by a guttural moan and more forceful bounding herself onto Jarrod's cock.

Even as Miriam was helping to pleasure Sloane, she was preparing herself to finally be fucked herself. She lifted the leg farthest from her husband, tucking it behind her shoulder. She looked up at Bill and winked at him.

"You heard the man, big boy. Give me a good dicking-down! No gentleness allowed!"

 

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Certainly not knowing the blonde like he knew his wife, Jarrod was still pretty sure she was gonna cum around his cock really soon. He braced himself, and pumped hard up and into her, and when Miriam’s hand came down to Sloane’s slit, started to play all over her clit, he felt her spasms starting around him, she was shivering, sinking up and down on his cock much faster, keeping it deep inside her, rolling her hips.

Through pinched eyes, Jarrod rolled his head to the side, not far from climaxing himself, but holding steady, watching both Sloane’s big tit bouncing above him, and his wife, who so naughtily spread her legs wide, lifting one all the way to her shoulder, really opening up to Bill, who crawled in close between her legs, his massive cock firmly in his hand. Then Bill shoved it into Jarrod’s wife hard, and she let out a high-pitched whine.

Jarrod imagined how incredibly tight Miriam must feel now, having just orgasmed, with the plug still deep in her behind, probably pressing deeper in now that she had the full weight of the man above her impaling her and pressing her down into the mattress. His thoughts were confirmed on Bill’s face, who twitched, biting down on his lower lip, but still finding his balance, starting to pump into her, long, deep, firm strokes.

And as Bill started to fuck his wife, Jarrod felt Sloane convulse above him, her shivers uncontrolled, he had to use both hands to pin her onto him, for her not to fall off to the side. And then Sloane screamed and shook hard, cumming in a long series of clenching shakes on top of him, her juices squirting out of her and flooding onto him, running in streams down his legs and onto the fabrics of the soft linen on the bed.

 

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Miriam felt deliciously dirty. Bill had driven straight into her, making her feel like she was going to be split in two because of her plug and her legs being spread so far apart. On top of that, there wasn't even any thought of condoms or other birth control. Both women were more than willing to be fucked bareback. In Miriam's case, it was more of a "go with the flow and try to stay afloat" more than anything, while she had the impression that Sloane was more blasé about it.

Because of that situation, Miriam was impressed that Jarrod was able to hold out as long as he was. Even with a stranger woman driving herself down on him, he had held out. She knew he had to be just about ready to burst though. She rolled her head and craned her neck to kiss him.

"Your turn honey," she said to him. "Give her then roughly fuck she seems to need!" Not that her words came out smoothlym. Bill was driving in to her so hard it seemed like he was trying to get himself past Miriam's tonsils by way of her vagina. Not that she was complaining- it was exactly the kind of fucking that she was desperate for.

 

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Jarrod grinned at his wife’s panting words, living inside the moment, having taken the bikini-blonde to her climax, it certainly was his turn, there was nothing more to prove, and he’d certainly cherish what was to come. Returning his wife’s kiss passionately, following her mouth as she bumped back and forth on the huge bed, synchronous to Bill’s hard and deep thrusts into her, panting on outstretched arms above, Jarrod held onto Sloane’s round hips as she slowed down with his cock deep inside her, purring like a kitten.

As her strokes subsided, Jarrod lifted to woman up and off him, his big cock like a pole glistering with her juices between her legs. Then he rolled to the side and out from under her, got to his knees next to her, and, holding her by one shoulder and one hip, positioned himself behind her, lifting her ass while arching her back down on the bed firmly, her big tits spreading like cushions onto the sheets.

Holding the root of his cock, Jarrod looked at his wife, her jaw dropping, moaning in delight to the stead fast pace of the cock that kept digging into her, Bill was showing no sign of fatigue, her anticipating eyes were still on him. Having Sloane firmly in place as he wanted her, Jarrod pulled her buttocks apart, revealing her tight back opening. The flow from her pussy had lubricated it well, it was shining up at him, pulsing with the excitement of her recent orgasm.

Then he pushed into her, and Sloane screamed in painful delight, her arms flailing, while her ass pushed instinctively up hard, forcing him deeper into her tight warm behind. Red dashes shot before Jarrod’s eyes to the intense muscular press around his cock. He steadied himself, pressing Sloane down on the bed, loomed over her like a lion, and started to pump hard and fast into the blonde's ass.