The Delight

Rebecca

Flashing him a smile as he offered her a seat and a drink, “A tequila for me please,” her dark brown eyes never leaving his. Taking the offered seat next to him, she gave herself a nice languid exaggerated stretch, putting herself on display for the stud who was going to bang her.

She needed a good hard fucking, and he looked more than capable of supplying her with that good hard fucking. Whether or not he was willing, never even crossed her mind. He was hot, and alone, so was she. He was going to bang her; it was as simple as that.

“Name’s Rebecca...” she said, extending her hand once she finished her stretch, “...and I’m definitely no lady,” she said with a sultry wink.
 
Mikey McKay

"I'm Mikey," he replied, and raised an eyebrow at her comment. He took a moment to enjoy the amazing view of her sexy rockin body.

"From where I'm sitting, even if you're no lady, you are definitely all woman!" he said with a smirk, drinking her body in with his eyes.

He leaned in closer to her. "A little birdie might have told me a rumor that some of the staff around here are high dollar prostitutes... You think that's true?"
 
Kat Dylan

Tommy smiled at her for a moment, enjoying the proffered view of her luscious cleavage before replying.

"Now," he said, reaching forward and wrapping his hand around the neck of the bottle, his fingers brushing the plump skin of her tits as his palm touched her hand.

"I could probably go for a couple shots, if you'll take 'em with me," he said, leaning forward so she could hear him, and to get an even better downblouse view of her tits.

Kat grinned as the man reached for his beer, his fingers blatantly brushing against her exposed breasts. He wasn't going to be very difficult to persuade if his actions, or the hungry look in his eye, were any indication.

"Well, what kind of bartender would I be if I declined a drink with a handsome customer?" She teased, grabbing a bottle of tequila from the shelf. She hopped up to sit on the counter top, grabbed two shot glasses, and spun around on the counter so that she was sitting, facing the handsome stranger. Quickly pouring tequila into the shot glasses, she pushed his towards him and grabbed her own.

"What should we drink to?" She asked, her voice husky and flirtatious as she leaned close.



August Quinn

Another body moved near her, and at first, she treated it the same as the rest. She moved with it, not bothering to see who it belonged to. She turned her head, curious now about who stood behind her, and found herself looking at the most attractive man she'd seen all night. She threw him a soft, teasing smile before turning her head back around. There was no way a man like that didn't know how attractive he was. The question in her mind, now, was how to react. To play it off like he wasn't the hottest thing in the room, or to be more direct and show her interest. She'd never been good at playing games.

She took a slight step back as she danced, closing the small gap that had been between them, letting her body press against his. She could feel the heat emanating from him, feel the firmness of his muscles against her back. For a moment, her thoughts wandered, and she blushed at their content. She was glad for the darkness where no one could see the red burning on her face. She ignored the thoughts, pushing them out of her mind, and continued to move to the music.

Her lithe, young body was pressed against his. August smirked as she pressed against him, completely lost in the music. His hands found purchase on her hips and he dug his fingers into the soft flesh, the silk of her dress cool against his fingertips, pulling her body closer to his. As the music pulsed loudly, the vibrations traveling through their bodies, the two continued to grind on the dance floor, not caring that they were complete strangers.

This was what he loved about the Delight. The anonymity, the ability to completely forget himself and simply find pleasure in the nearest body. He bent his head down, following the instincts that had never led him astray, and, pushing her hair to the side, began to kiss the soft skin of her neck, his teeth nipping lustily at the tender flesh.
 
Serena

Serena's eyes widened slightly at Izumi's words. So she had noticed her checking out the lifeguard's body.

Following the lifeguard to Nibbles, she surveyed her surroundings. As with everything on this cruise, the cafeteria was spacious, but had a relaxing ambiance to it. Watching Izumi order her food, she scanned the menu, and saw the large variety of snacks and drinks offered by Nibbles, from simple things like water and soup to more exotic items like Kopi Luwak and Oolong Tea. She got herself a glass of ice tea and sat down next to the lifeguard, watching as she took a bite out of the sandwich.

"So Serena, enjoying your stay so far?” Izumi asked her.

"Yeah my room is really nice, got myself a king sized bed, and a nice view. The ship looks amazing, and the staff have been really friendly."
 
Rebecca

She giggled at that, “A woman definitely, lady not by any stretch of the imagination. I don’t do ‘proper’ at all. Proper is so…boring,” a finger began idly tracing her thigh, “I prefer…excitement,” and gave him another wink.

As he leaned closer, so did she. She was a bit put off by his inquiry…but it did have interesting implications. Adjusting her position so she could get close to his ear, “I may have heard a thing or two…” she began, “…but I’m hot…horny…here…” each of the ‘H’ words was punctuated by hot wet breath in his ear, and a nibble on that ear, “And perfectly willing to fuck you right here, right now. We can always add the whores later…” her hand caressed his hard abs, sending a tingle of anticipation down her back.
 
Izumi

“I’m glad to hear everything has been enjoyable so far. The company spared no expense when they built the Delight, and the Cruise Director has been equally thorough with the crew.” That was an understatement. Saskia had been extra thorough, not that Izumi blamed her. The ship, the reputation of the ship and the passengers were things that one could not afford to take chances with.

While nibbling on her sandwich, she asked a few more questions of Serena, trying to get to know her some. “Where are you from? Are you going to college?”

Her eyes were mostly focused on Serena’s beautiful brown ones, though they did wander to those pink lips from time to time. She wondered how they tasted.
 
Kacy Marlen

Kacy felt his hands on her hips, felt his fingers grasp her and pull her closer. A smile slipped onto her face as her body continued to move. She loved the way bodies seemed to be made to work so well together, to fit with one another and move in such unison. Her hands moved to his, held him there for a moment as she moved her hips. A soft gasp left her lips as his found her neck and teased at her, and her grip on his hands tightened.

She wondered if he could possibly know just what that did to her. She could hear her heart racing, somehow, the loud music seeming to dull. Her head tilted slightly to allow him better access. Each time his teeth found her skin she felt a shiver run up her spine. She forced herself to keep dancing, tried to force her thoughts innocent. A flash of him on top of her, pinning her down, ran through her mind before she was able to stop it, and she found another blush rising to her cheeks.

That this stranger, a man whose name she didn't even know, could have such an affect on her both thrilled and terrified her. This wasn't who she was, usually; she never let herself go this much. But there she was, pressed up against an attractive man she'd never even spoken to before, and finding herself wishing they could get to know each other better in the most animalistic sense.
 
"Los Angeles, born and raised. Just finished my third year at UCLA", Serena replied. "Criminology, if you're wondering." She smiled, looking into Izumi's eyes as she sipped at her drink through the swirly straw she had so adamantly insisted to the person responsible for her order.

"What about you? How long have you been working here for?" Serena brushed a stray strand of her brown hair behind her ear, leaning forward slightly, the act unintentionally offering the woman a better view of her chest.

She licked her lips a bit as she listened to Izumi's response, while noticing how some of the water droplets seemed to slide over the Asian woman's skin. Everything about this woman, from her slim body to her beautiful face just seemed to draw Serena towards her.
 
Izumi

As Serena leaned a little more forward, Izumi took full enjoyment of the improved view of her chest. Her breasts were just the size Izumi preferred them, a nice hand full. She felt her hands itching to caress them.

“I was born in Japan, but my parents moved to California when I was 6. I grew up in Santa Rosa. How long have I worked here? I’ve been with the company for two years, about half of that time here on the Delight...” noticing her companion lick her lips slightly, “…and for me, the ship has certainly lived up to her name,” giving Serena another one of her small smiles before starting on her salad.

“What was it about the Delight that caught your attention?” she was curious if this delicious young girl had heard the rumors and admit to it. Yes she probably wasn’t much younger, but damn she looked like a college freshman instead of a junior, which made Izumi want to taste her all the more.

Serena seemed to be enthralled by her, which pleased her greatly. She leaned forward a little bit herself, to further entice her guest. Serena was someone Izumi definitely wanted as her client…if only so she could enjoy her without having to worry about Saskia.
 
Mikey McKay

She giggled at that, “A woman definitely, lady not by any stretch of the imagination. I don’t do ‘proper’ at all. Proper is so…boring,” a finger began idly tracing her thigh, “I prefer…excitement,” and gave him another wink.

As he leaned closer, so did she. She was a bit put off by his inquiry…but it did have interesting implications. Adjusting her position so she could get close to his ear, “I may have heard a thing or two…” she began, “…but I’m hot…horny…here…” each of the ‘H’ words was punctuated by hot wet breath in his ear, and a nibble on that ear, “And perfectly willing to fuck you right here, right now. We can always add the whores later…” her hand caressed his hard abs, sending a tingle of anticipation down her back.

Mikey raised an eyebrow at her and gave her a conspiratorial grin.

"Right here? Right now?" he asked her, his hand moving to her hip, toying with the strings of her bikini. "Think that's allowed?"

He looked around. Even being as he was a rock star, he was quite certain he'd never had sex right out in front of the whole world, or even just the VIP pool area. He was already getting quite the hard-on from the anticipation of it all, not to mention this woman's presence.
 
Rebecca

She moaned softly as his hand touched her hip, her fingers replied by gently raking her nails across his chest. Husking in his ear, “Who fucking cares if its allowed? All that matters is that no one who sees us complains. And I happen to have a very well concealed slit in my bottom just for situations like this…”

She had paid very well for it and others like it. They were sooo much fun.

“Its simple really. I take a dip in the pool, then grab a towel. I straddle you, and extend my arms out while holding that towel like a privacy screen while you whip it out. Then, you receive a lap dance…” her hand strayed down to his rapidly hardening member, “…with this inside me.”

“And after that, you carry me back to my room and fuck my brains out,” her throat gave a slight growl animalistic hunger.
 
Mikey

Mikey raised an eyebrow. This crazy hot nympho was serious! He wasn't about to let an opportunity like this pass him by.

"I think that's a brilliant idea," Mikey said, as their drinks were delivered. He took them both and handed the tequila to Rebecca. "Just forget the towel," he said with a wink.

"A toast then?" he said. "To a long and satisfying fuck?"
 
Tommy O'Ryan

Kat Dylan

Kat grinned as the man reached for his beer, his fingers blatantly brushing against her exposed breasts. He wasn't going to be very difficult to persuade if his actions, or the hungry look in his eye, were any indication.

"Well, what kind of bartender would I be if I declined a drink with a handsome customer?" She teased, grabbing a bottle of tequila from the shelf. She hopped up to sit on the counter top, grabbed two shot glasses, and spun around on the counter so that she was sitting, facing the handsome stranger. Quickly pouring tequila into the shot glasses, she pushed his towards him and grabbed her own.

"What should we drink to?" She asked, her voice husky and flirtatious as she leaned close.

Tommy O'Ryan

He chuckled at her flirtatious antics on the bar, and picked up the filled shot glass. He clinked his together with the bartendress'.

"To new adventures, and new companions," he said, and they both threw their shots back. Tommy grimaced; he was never really much for tequila, but he had to admit it made him feel pretty good pretty quick.

"How 'bout another?" he proposed, a devilish look in his eyes. He knew it probably wasn't the best idea to go shot-for-shot with a bartender, but he could hold his liquor pretty well.
 
Serena

"What caught my attention?" Serena put a finger on her chin as she pretended to think about it. "Well, The Delight's reputation precedes itself. I've heard some really nice things about the cruise, so I thought I'd try it out. Wasn't easy, had to work my ass off to be able to pay for this." She gestured around her at the ship.

"Although", she gulped, wondering if she should share this next bit of information. "I've heard some. . .rumours about this cruise. About some of its, special services."

She felt her face heat up again, and the fact that Izumi was leaned forward so enticingly with that cute little smile of her's didn't help either.

"I got a guest guidebook from one of the staff, and I flipped through it, and saw that part that outlined," a pause, "how to request said services." Serena laughed a bit. "It's a joke right? Something to trick first time customers?"
 
Danielle "Dani" Arc

"They want me where?"

Dani's voice managed to fill the room, somehow, even though she spoke softly. She spoke with a confidence, a take no prisoners kind of way, and it was all in the tone. Another waiter looked up from the table he was cleaning, wondering what was going on. "Everything okay, Dani?"

She huffed and walked over to him, throwing her own towel down on one of the tables. The ship, not surprisingly, had many places to eat. It was a large ship. Dani was one of very few waitresses that moved around the ship, but at least they usually kept to her to her schedule. Now, however, it seemed there weren't enough people in the cafe, and too many people in one of the main dining hall. How had they not expected that when they wrote her schedule? That's how the guests had moved the entire time she'd been working there. The guests always thought that was the best place to be, until they realized the food was just as good everywhere else. "Fucking Saskia," she grumbled. She looked to her colleague and shrugged. "They want me at the main hall. All the way on the other side of the damn boat."

"Sucks, man," he replied. He'd never envied her position, but found himself envying the amount of money she made. He assumed it was because of where she worked. He had no idea what the truth was.

"Sometimes I want to barge right into Saskia's office and yell at her."

Frank raised an eyebrow at her. "Didn't you do that once?"

"Yehh..." she made a face of regret. There weren't many things she'd regretted, but that particular situation had not ended well. She'd gotten a pay cut for a while, until she worked her ass off to prove she was worth the money. She also only got stuck in the worst places at the worst times. Sometimes she still considered it. She pulled her waitressing apron off and tosses it to him. "Have fun."

She turned to leave. She'd have to stop by her room first. The dress code there a bit different than it was at the café. A lot fancier. She rushed to her room, and rummaged through her drawers. She hadn't expected to need these clothes. She found the white shirt, slipped off her own, and then it on. It hugged her body snugly, a bit better than most of the clothes the other waitresses wore. She left an extra button undone. In her closet, the black pencil skirt. Just long enough to be appropriate, just short enough to attract attention. And black flats. Heels were never a good idea.

She rushed out and to the dining hall, grumbling about the distance as she did. She took a deep breath before entering, putting on her most friendly smile before strolling in, the way she moved managing to command attention without begging for it. She grabbed her apron, pad, and pen, and checked to see which tables she was meant to have before she slipped out to wait on said tables.
 
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Kat Dylan

Tommy O'Ryan

He chuckled at her flirtatious antics on the bar, and picked up the filled shot glass. He clinked his together with the bartendress'.

"To new adventures, and new companions," he said, and they both threw their shots back. Tommy grimaced; he was never really much for tequila, but he had to admit it made him feel pretty good pretty quick.

"How 'bout another?" he proposed, a devilish look in his eyes. He knew it probably wasn't the best idea to go shot-for-shot with a bartender, but he could hold his liquor pretty well.

With an impish grin, Kat quickly refilled their glasses.

"New adventures, huh?" She said, sliding her ass across the bar so that she now sat in front of her customer. She leaned in, wrapping her arms around his neck, her mouth mere inches from his. "I like the sound of that."

Leaning back swiftly, she made an obvious show of looking him up and down as she slung back her drink.

"So tell me, cutie, what's your name and what kind of adventures did you have in mind?" A devilish wink accompanied her words as she poured two more shot glasses. "Because, I think I might be able to help you with that. I'm Kat by the way."
 
August Quinn

There was something extremely arousing about dancing with a woman, a very beautiful young woman, who was a complete stranger. August continued his assault on her neck, feeling her pulse pounding just beneath her skin. He could faintly hear the little gasps coming from her delicious looking lips as he brushed her silky throat with his tongue, tasting the salty sweat on her skin. It was like an aphrodisiac, and August could feel himself hardening as they continued to grind against each other.

He wondered how she would react if he were to rip her clothes off right then and there and have his way with her. Deciding to test the waters, August let his right hand slid down her hip until his palm rested just above the hem of her dress. Slowly, so as not to scare her off, he ran his hand back up her thigh, pulling her dress up at an annoyingly glacial pace. His fingers brushed the soft flesh of her thigh as he continued to pull the dress up. Finally, he felt the edge of her panties and a wolfish grin pulled at his lips.

Cupping her chin with his left hand, he pulled her face to his, pressing his mouth hungrily against hers as his fingers snaked beneath the band of her panties. His tongue teased her lips, seeking entrance to her warm mouth, and he groaned deep in his throat as she parted her lips.
 
This was an entirely new experience for Kacy. She felt him behind her, his arousal slowly pressing up against her. And when August's fingers found the hem of her dress, she shuddered slightly. She didn't know how to react. Part of her wanted to stop him as the fabric was pulled up, and he was definitely giving her a chance to stop him. He couldn't have been moving slower, more teasingly. Another small moan left her lips. The other part didn't want that, wanted him to keep going.

She wondered if people were noticing, if people could tell what was happening. And then his fingers were at her underwear, toying with the lace. Before she could react, he pulled her mouth to his, and pressed his lips against her. Another soft moan, letting her mouth open as his tongue requested, as his fingers slipped under the fabric.

This was too slow. She could feel her own arousal growing more and more each second, wanting-- no, needing-- him. She found herself wanting to beg him for more, beg him to take her back to her room and have his way with her. But she stopped herself. She didn't know why. Something about the moment, the audience, the music, it made her stop herself, hold back.
 
Kat Dylan



With an impish grin, Kat quickly refilled their glasses.

"New adventures, huh?" She said, sliding her ass across the bar so that she now sat in front of her customer. She leaned in, wrapping her arms around his neck, her mouth mere inches from his. "I like the sound of that."

Leaning back swiftly, she made an obvious show of looking him up and down as she slung back her drink.

"So tell me, cutie, what's your name and what kind of adventures did you have in mind?" A devilish wink accompanied her words as she poured two more shot glasses. "Because, I think I might be able to help you with that. I'm Kat by the way."

Tommy was quite certain he'd never had a bartender get quite this friendly with him before, and he'd bedded more than his fair share in his time. He smirked right back at her, raising his refilled shotglass.

"To be perfectly honest, just getting on this cruise ship in the first place is quite the adventure for me."

They downed their shots, and Tommy's eyes lingered in Kat's cleavage before roving back up to her eyes. "You seem like his ain't your first rodeo. What kinds of adventures might you recommend? Anything involving a schoolgirl outfit and a stripper pole?" he asked brazenly, hardly able to believe the words as they tumbled out of his own mouth!
 
Rebecca

“Oooh…” she cooed coyly at his suggestion to forget the towel, her cunt growing wetter with excitement, “I like that…maybe someone will get glimps of your buried cock as I writhe all over you,” He was feeling more adventurous by the moment, she liked that, she liked that a lot.

Accepting her drink, and then toasting with him, “To a long and satisfying fuck!” Slamming her tequila back, she enjoyed the burning liquid as it seared its way down to her belly. She always took her tequila straight, without any of that salt or lime shit.

“Mmm…still want me to take the dip in the pool first…or stick it in my hot cunt now?”
 
Izumi

Her cheeks flushed again…Izumi wanted her badly. She was just too damn cute when she blushed!

So she was a special guest…and wasn’t sure if it was a joke… Izumi’s smile became a little smirk. She kept her silence for a few more bites before speaking, “Well you know what they say about rumors,” her leg brushed Serena’s, “Most rumors are false and often have little basis in truth,” her attitude and actions her were blatantly at odds with her words.

Finishing off the last of her salad, she rose and then bent over towards Serena. A hand brushing back that wet brown hair, she leaned in close so Serena could feel her hot wet breath as Izumi whispered seductively into her ear, “But some rumors can be made real with an email…” she nipped the ear “…and I would love to be your demonstration of that rumor…” her lips brushed Serena’s neck as she ran a finger down her spine, all the way down to her bikini bottom.

And with that, she picked up her tray and strode away…with a hypnotic sway to her hips.

There was no doubt in her mind that she’d be receiving an email before long.
 
“Oooh…” she cooed coyly at his suggestion to forget the towel, her cunt growing wetter with excitement, “I like that…maybe someone will get glimps of your buried cock as I writhe all over you,” He was feeling more adventurous by the moment, she liked that, she liked that a lot.

Accepting her drink, and then toasting with him, “To a long and satisfying fuck!” Slamming her tequila back, she enjoyed the burning liquid as it seared its way down to her belly. She always took her tequila straight, without any of that salt or lime shit.

“Mmm…still want me to take the dip in the pool first…or stick it in my hot cunt now?”

Mikey gave her another smirk as he downed his own shot. His cock was getting quite stiff in his swim trunks, but he wasn't shy about it, and brazenly stroked it as he looked at her, setting his shot glass down.

"And yes, hop in that pool," he said. "I want to savor the anticipation. Besides, maybe someone will see us fucking here in a bit and decide they'd like to join us," he said, giving her a devilish wink.
 
Serena

Serena moved uncomfortably when Izumi's expression went from a smile to a smirk when she mentioned the Delight's special services. Surely she wasn't being serious. She felt herself tense even more when Izumi's leg brushed against her own, the feeling of her skin against the lifeguard's causing a spark through Serena's body.

She heard Izumi say something about rumours and the truth in them, but in all honesty, she wasn't paying attention. Not when the Asian woman was leaning so close to her, so close that Serena could feel her warm breath on her skin, making her shiver uncontrollably.

Izumi's next words. . .about how to request her, made Serena flush, a heat spreading through her as flashes of how she would have Izumi flashed through her mind. On her bed, in the shower. . .even in the pool, where Serena had first seen the beautiful woman. She had to bite her lip to stifle a gasp as she felt Izumi nip at her sensitive earlobe, and the skin of her neck tingled wherever Izumi had kissed her. And when those fingers trailed her spine. . .Serena could not control the gasp of pleasure escaping her mouth this time, as she shivered, and for reasons other than the cold.

She watched Izumi walk away, the sway of her hips so hypnotizing. She knew. She had to have the sexy lifeguard, and morals be damned, she was going to use her special VIP code. And thus Serena found herself in front of the computer, requesting a 'scuba diving' session and a dinner, to placate her own conscience. Maybe if it seemed more like a date, she thought to herself. . .
 
Kat Dylan

"To be perfectly honest, just getting on this cruise ship in the first place is quite the adventure for me."

They downed their shots, and Tommy's eyes lingered in Kat's cleavage before roving back up to her eyes. "You seem like his ain't your first rodeo. What kinds of adventures might you recommend? Anything involving a schoolgirl outfit and a stripper pole?" he asked brazenly, hardly able to believe the words as they tumbled out of his own mouth!


"So that's what you're into." Kat's chuckle was deep and husky. She leaned in close to Tommy, her nose bumping his as her teeth nipped at his lower lip.

"It just so happens," she said, "that that is one of my specialties."

Without moving, Kat reached into her bra and pulled out a card. "If you want to make that image in your brain a reality, just shoot me an email." She handed him the card which had her name etched in bold letters across the top and the special email address at the bottom.

"I look forward to meeting again." She grinned seductively before abruptly spinning around and jumping back down behind the bar.

"Nice of you to join me," Mason grinned, his tone only slightly accusing, "so glad you could take time out of recruiting bedmates to actually lend a hand."

"Fuck off." Kat laughed as she hustled to make drinks and help Mason catch up on the orders. Noticing Tommy still sitting at the bar, a slightly dazed look on his face as he continued to watch her, Kat sent him one last flirtatious and promising wink before turning her attention to the bar.
 
Rebecca

The growing tent in his trunks brought another sultry smile to her lips, while his blatant stroking of his cock brought even more smoldering desire to her eyes.

The thought of a threesome, gangbang or orgy had her cunt dripping. Adjusting her pose, she gave him another look straight down her chest, this time with her arms pressing her magnificent tits together, “Mmm…” she moaned lustily, “…I do love to party. Whether its with babes…” her hand came up to play with one of her tits, “…studs like yourself…” the other hand joined his in stroking his cock, “…or both…” she licked her lips lustily.

Releasing her tit and his cock, she rose and gave him quite the show as she sauntered over to the deep end of the pool. Taking a quick glance at him, she gauged the distance, and gave him another wink before diving in. Swimming towards were he was seated wasn’t as easy as she thought it would be. There were enough people in her way to force her to evade them as she swam under water, requiring her to come up for air sooner. Since she wasn’t going to get to make the grand surfacing in front of him that she had planned, she went for the ladder nearest to him.

Stupid gits, getting in my way and ruining my plan! she mentally snarled at them.

Climbing up the ladder, she caught sight of him, and her irritation was burned away by lust. Resuming her characteristic stride, she headed straight for him, lust burning in her eyes. She wanted him, wanted his throbbing member stuffed inside her, and she was going to get it.

She straddled him, her cunt burning as she felt his hard member pressed between them, separated by two bits of now wet cloth. Leaning over, she seized his lips in a hungry kiss, her tongue demanding entrance to his mouth.
 
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