The Cruise
written by:
mcerotic

I used to think that cruises were only for old people. Then I discovered that when I was finishing up a project that a cruise was a great way to focus. Most days during the day people would go off on excursions leaving me to focus on work. Then in the evening there was food and drink. I didn't need to waste any time doing chores. And more to the point, there were attractive women in revealing summery clothes once my workday was done.

One cruise was out of Miami around the Caribbean for a week. The first evening, as we left Miami Harbor, I noticed two women having a drink at the bar. I casually came up beside them and ordered myself a drink off the barman.

"How're you doing?" I asked.

"Great. And you? You're on your own?"

"Yes. It may seem weird but I come on cruises to get work done. I'm not that interested in the excursions, I've been all round the Caribbean before. And I don't need any discount jewelry. How about you?"

"We're together."

I noticed now that they both wore wedding rings.

"You're married?"

"Yes."

I wondered for a moment if they were lesbians, although usually at least one of a lesbian couple is not so attractive. They don't need to measure up to men's stereotypes of attractiveness. Rachel realized what I was thinking.

"No. I mean, yes, we're married. But not to each other, we're not like that. It's not even legal in our state. My husband and I won the cruise in a raffle at his work. He couldn't come due to work, which is kind of ironic. So I invited Liz along. I'm Rachel by the way."

"I'm Peter," I said, formally shaking her hand.

"Obviously I'm Liz," the other woman said as she shook my hand.

"You really work on board?" said Rachel.

"Yes, really. There's good internet. Free food. Coffee whenever I want it. A gym. A laundry. I don't need to waste any time doing anything during the day. Then in the evenings I can relax. Work hard. Play hard. Pretty girls in the bar is a nice bonus."

"Well thanks, I guess."

The two women were both very pretty. Rachel had straight black hair and a perfect figure, long legs and nicely proportioned breasts that the sun-dress she wore did little to hide. I could imagine reaching out and pulling it down exposing her. Liz had long blonde wavy hair. She too had a great figure and larger rounded breasts that the top she was wearing struggled to contain. They both seemed like they were in their early to mid twenties.

"Which deck are you on?" I asked.

"We've a fantastic cabin," Rachel replied. "We'd never be able to afford it if it weren't for the raffle. It's huge. We've a big living room, a bedroom. Plus we've a balcony with a table and chairs."

I laughed. "My cabin doesn't even have a view. But it was cheap and there is nothing to distract me from work when I'm in it. So how long have you been married?"

"Two years," Rachel replied.

I turned to Liz. "Almost exactly the same," she said. "We got married a couple of months apart although we didn't know each other back then."

Two beautiful married women sharing a cabin. I hadn't yet decided which one should be the target for me to hunt. But it might be difficult to get them separate so for now I'd hunt them both. You never knew if a married woman would be willing to do it, so best to keep more than one option open. Of course a threesome would be the best possible outcome.

After we had had our drinks we went to the restaurant and it was completely natural for the three of us to share a table. It turned out they were from a small conservative town in the Midwest and this was their first cruise.

"So when do I get to see you in your bikinis?" I said smiling.

"You're so naughty," Rachel said. "Besides, I bet Liz is the one you really want to see. Look at her, she can only just keep her boobs in her sun-top."

"Rachel!" Liz said. "We barely know him."

I laughed. "Barely. That'd be nice."

It was Liz's turn to laugh. "You wish."

We flirted a little through dinner but it was too soon to do more, too soon to do anything other than make sure they didn't talk much to other men that evening.

The next day I worked while most people, including Liz and Rachel, went ashore to explore the island. Which, I recalled, mostly seemed to consist of a main street with lots of shops that catered to tourists selling comparatively expensive products like Rolex watches for a lot less than back in the US.

In the early evening I strolled up to the pool. I had guessed correctly that the Rachel and Liz would have gone to the pool once they got back on the ship. They were there, lying on two recliners as the sun got lower in the sky. They were both dressed in bikinis, nothing too revealing but not exactly modest either. I had a feeling neither girl had worn their bikini in the local swimming pool at home in front of their husbands. They were new for the cruise.

"Aha," I said as I pulled up a chair. "I finally get to see you in swimsuits. It was worth the wait."

"You like to flirt, don't you?" Rachel said.

"Of course, it's harmless fun. I can stop if you want."

"No way. Girls love to be flirted, if that is a word."

Liz turned to her. "Should we go for an aperitif in the bar?"

"I've got a better idea," I said. "How about I buy a bottle of wine and we drink it on your balcony and watch the sunset."

Liz and Rachel looked at each other. They didn't need to say a word, they were clearly close friends. In the ten seconds they were deciding I could see the questions in their eyes. Is it OK to take a guy to our cabin? Does he look like a criminal? Do you fancy him?

"OK," Rachel said.

They gave me their cabin number. I went to the bar and bought a bottle of wine. A moment later I was knocking on their cabin door. I opened the wine, poured three glasses and we walked out onto the balcony and sat down. Gradually the sun sunk below the horizon and the sky started to turn from blue to orange to red.

"Gosh, this is perfect," Rachel said as I poured the last of the wine into her glass.

"You know what would make it even more perfect?" I asked.

"Another bottle of wine?"

"Well yes, but that's not what I was thinking of," I said. "If you took your bikini tops off."

There was silence for a moment. I resisted the urge to break the tension, to pretend I was only joking.

"You are such a perv," Rachel said.

"Come on," I continued. "When did you last do something so naughty but fun. I'll go and buy another bottle of wine and you take your tops off by the time I get back."

"We haven't agreed yet," Rachel said.

"You know you want to."

Rachel laughed. "I do not! But it is tempting to...you know...do something we'd never dare do at home."

"I can't believe you're really considering it," Liz said.

"Come on, you win the boob competition anyway. Mine'll hardly get a glance."

"But...we're married."

I laughed. "Which means your breasts don't get nearly enough admiration."

"That's true," Liz said. "I've only been married a couple of years and we're at the reading in bed and wearing flannel pajamas stage. My boobs get very little admiration."

"Sounds like your sex life could do with some improvement," I said.

"That's true. But don't get any ideas. Taking my top off is my limit."

"So you're going to do it?" Rachel asked.

"Only if you do."

"But he'll just ogle us."

I laughed again. "I promise not to do that. Just discreet glances."

Rachel sighed. "Whatever. Go get the wine then. Take the key so..."

"So you don't have to open the door topless."

"Exactly."

I left to go and get more wine. When I opened the door and went out to the balcony, there was the glorious sight of two lovely women wearing just their bikini bottoms. Both women's breasts were even more impressive than I had imagined. Rachel's were not as big as Liz's but were very firm, with pert nipples that were hard from the cool breeze that had come up as the sun had set. Liz's breasts were big round hemispheres crowned with large light brown areolas and nipples the size and color of hazelnuts. I immediately imagined my mouth on them.

I opened the second bottle of wine and topped up everyone's glasses. I was still pretty sober but the girls were starting to get a little drunk. I was as good as my word and tried to pretend that it was totally normal for us to be sitting there with their tops off having a normal, if slightly flirty, conversation. I really didn't spend my whole time staring at their breasts although I was very conscious of them.

"We should go for dinner," I suggested.

"OK," Liz said. "But we need to get changed. So look at Rachel's tits while I go for a shower."

I watched her breasts bounce very attractively as she stood up and left the balcony.

It was tempting to try something with Rachel while Liz was in the bathroom. But I decided two things. One, it was still a little too soon. And two, I wanted both of them and it didn't seem completely out of the question that they might encourage each other to go further together than either one would alone.

"They're lovely," I said. "So do they get any more admiration from husband than Liz's?"

"You can't just ask that."

"I just did."

"Hmm. Let's just say you're doing a better job of admiring."

"Does it make you feel sexy? Being topless."

"Gosh," Rachel replied, clearly a bit embarrassed and, I was certain, more than a little aroused too. "Let's change the subject. Did you get lots of work done today?"

We talked more casually for a few minutes until Liz came out of the bathroom in a summer dress and it was Rachel's turn for a shower.

"Wow," I said to Liz, "You look great. I'd better go and change too or you'll be chasing all the other men on the ship."

She laughed. "I can promise you that's not going to happen. Remember, I'm married. When I was in the shower I couldn't believe we did it. The bikini top thing, I mean. How did you persuade us?"

"You loved it."

"I did, I admit. I didn't expect to. You didn't stare at me the whole time but I kept catching you taking glances at me. And you weren't looking in my eyes. But you made it seem flattering rather than creepy."

"They are fabulous and you know it. I bet you were popular in high school."

She laughed. "I was so shy. I don't think I even realized that boys were interested in me. Besides, that is not the best reason for interest. All that first and second base stuff."

I went and changed and once again we had dinner together. I decided that tomorrow would be the time to try something, there were getting ripe, ready to try and taste a little of their forbidden fruit.

I knocked on their cabin door the following evening with a bottle of wine. We hadn't arranged anything but by now it had become routine and it was clear they expected me. They were both in bikinis again. I suspected why. They knew I wouldn't let them keep their tops on for long.

"No wine until you take them off," I teased as I grabbed the corkscrew and we moved out onto the balcony.

"We have to do it every day?" asked Liz.

"Of course."

I reached out and behind her neck and undid the tie. The triangles of her top fell from her large breasts. She reached behind herself and took the top off completely. Rachel moved over in front of me and looked at me expectantly. I untied her top. She turned around and let me unclasp it and remove it.

I waited until the girls had drunk a full glass of wine so they were a little more relaxed. I pulled my polo shirt off over my head. I lift weights, even though I'm not ripped or anything.

"Wow, you hide some surprisingly good muscles under that old shirt," said Liz.

Rachel was more forward and reached over and ran her fingers over my chest. "Nice," she said.

"Hey, hands off the merchandise. If you get to touch my chest, I get to touch yours."

"No way," she said. "That's not the same thing at all." But I could sense a slight disappointment that I didn't try, so she could pretend to fight me off and eventually surrender.

"Do you know what I think you should do?"

She paused. "I've got a pretty good idea."

"No," said Liz firmly.

"Come on, it would be so exciting."

"For you maybe. For me it'd be terrifying."

Rachel paused. "You have to do it for us too."

I didn't need any more encouragement and before they could tell me they were only joking and back out I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them off along with my underwear. I was completely naked.

"Your turn," I said.

"I never agreed to that," said Rachel.

"I've shown you mine. Now you have to show me yours."

She was wearing one of those bikini bottoms that has ties on either side of her hips. I reached over and grabbed one of the ties. I started to pull.

"No," she said. But she was smiling. I could tell she was just putting up a little token resistance and she did nothing serious to stop me as I pulled and the bow came undone. She undid the bow on the other side and pulled her bikini bottom off her body. She was shaved smooth. She kept her legs together so I couldn't really see her pussy, just the furrow of her slit and the merest hint of what those fleshy lips concealed.

I turned to Liz. "Now you."

"I can't. I'm married."

"So am I," said Rachel. She lifted up her left hand. "In fact the only thing I'm wearing is my wedding ring."

"But nobody...before...I can't..." Liz's voice faded away.

"Didn't you have boyfriends before your husband?" I asked.

"No. He's the only one. I'd never seen another naked man until two minutes ago. Never seen another...you know."

"And no other man has seen your pussy before."

She blushed. "No. That is why the idea is so scary."

"So I'll be the second," I said.

Liz laughed nervously.

"Come on Liz," Rachel said. "You can't leave me hanging out to dry like this on my own."

Rachel moved behind Liz and put her thumbs into her bikini bottom. She paused, seeing just how reluctant Liz was. When Liz just stood there meekly, Rachel pushed her thumbs down slowly. Liz stood motionless as her friend stripped her. Her pussy slowly came into view. It was mostly shaved but retained a small patch of lioness-colored hair just above the top of her slit. Liz blushed bright red as she watched me inspect her most private region.

"See, it's not that bad," Rachel said.

"I feel more naked than naked, if that makes any sense. Defenseless. Like I'm an animal being inspected at the market."

I refilled everyone's wine glasses and we all sat down as if it was an everyday event for us to all to be naked. I imagined having sex with the two of them and let myself get hard. I could feel their gaze on my cock as it gradually grew bigger and rose up. Rachel licked her lips, clearly aroused by the whole situation. Liz was, if anything, even more red with embarrassment, or arousal, but trying to hide it. But neither girl could look away.

"Oh gosh," said Liz.

"Wow," Rachel said. "Impressive."

She licked her lips again. I don't know if she was doing it consciously or not but it was hard not to imagine her tongue on my cock. If anything I got a bit harder still.

"Let me see yours," I said to her.

"What do you mean?"

"Open your legs at least a little."

"Really? I'm not sure I can do it. It's like my knees are glued together."

But she slowly opened her legs and I got to see her pussy. She had big fleshy outer lips that completely hid her inner lips inside.

"How about you Liz?"

I expected her to refuse but she surprised me. "I'll do it on one condition."

"What?"

"This is so embarrassing." She paused, bright red in the face. "I want to see you do it. I've never seen it."

I laughed. "That is very cryptic. You want to see me stroke it."

"Yes," she said. It was barely more than a whisper, an admission of guilt to such a wicked thought. "I don't really know how men do it."

"You've never watched any porn?"

"Gosh no. Girls don't where we are from."

"I do sometimes," said Rachel. "When I...you know."

"Masturbate?" I said.

She laughed. "Not that I ever do. Being a good girl and all."

"Do you masturbate, Liz?" I asked.

She blushed again. "I'm not going to admit to that."

"I think that means yes," said Rachel.

"Are you going to do it?" Liz asked.

I reached down and started to stroke my cock slowly. "Do you have any lotion?"

Liz got up and went back into the cabin and re-emerged with a small bottle of hand-lotion. She tried to pass it to me but I didn't take it.

"Put some on for me."

I hoped she would do it with her hand but that was a step too far. She uncapped the bottle and dribbled some onto my cockhead. It was much more comfortable to stroke myself once my cock was slippery with lotion.

"You need to keep your part of the deal," I said.

She sat down, took a deep breath and then spread her legs wide. Her pussy was very different from Rachel's, with big dusty-pink inner lips like a Georgia O'Keefe flower painting.

"In for a dime, in for a dollar," she said. She licked her finger, reached down and pushed it into the petals between her legs. She started to caress her clit, putting on a show for me.

"Fuck that is hot," said Rachel. "I've never seen that...another woman I mean."

"Do it too," Liz said. She was shy when not aroused but certainly became more fearless once her juices started to flow.

Rachel reached down with one hand and parted her outer lips opening up her pussy and revealing neat little pink inner labia. With a finger of her other hand she started to stroke her own clit.

Both girls turned back to watch me masturbating as they stroked themselves.

"I want to see it," Liz said. "All the way. You know."

"You want to see me cum?"

"Don't make me admit it. You know I do."

"Has your husband ever done it for you?"

"Never. I've never seen it before. I bet Rachel wants to see it too."

"For sure," she said. "It looks so erotic. I used to make my boyfriends do it for me occasionally. Sometimes I'd get them to cum all over my body."

"Really?" said Liz. "That sounds disgusting."

"It does sound a bit gross. But it's actually hot and sexy."

"Is that what you want?" I said. "Me to cum on you."

"Shit. I don't know. If you want to then just do it without asking."

I was actually close to cumming. I stood up over where Rachel lay back in her chair masturbating. The first rope of cum shot from my cock over her belly up onto one of her breasts right beside her nipple.

"Oh my god I'm cumming too," Liz groaned. She continued to stare at my twitching cock as I sprayed cum all over Rachel's body.

As I continued to stroke, more jets spurted out onto Rachel until finally the last drips fell just above the slit of her pussy on her mound, where her pubic hair would be if she had any. At the same time Liz was sighing and moaning as her own orgasm flooded her body with excitement.

"Lick it up," I said to Liz.

"What?"

"My cum. Lick it up."

"But..."

"Don't think too much about it. Just do it."

I didn't think she would dare to but she stood up and bent over her friend and licked my cum from her belly. But she carefully avoided the cum that was on Rachel's breast and close to her pussy.

"All of it," I said.

Liz must have been really turned on since she didn't hesitate any more. She ran her tongue over Rachel's breast and licked up the cum. Rachel let out a little moan of pleasure as Liz's tongue all but nudged against her nipple. Liz moved lower and licked those last few drops from Rachel's mound. She came instantly.

"Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh I can't believe you are doing that. Wow. Wow. That feels so good."

She closed her eyes as her body was consumed with the fire of her orgasm. Liz sat back down in her chair looking exhausted. She took a sip of wine.

"I've never done anything like that before," she said. "Things I shouldn't do."

"You had sex before marriage," Rachel said, opening her eyes.

"But to my future husband. That hardly counts. Even the prudish Victorian English did that. I've never seen another naked man. Shit, I've never seen a naked woman either. I've never seen a guy masturbate. Nor a woman. I've never seen a guy cum like that. I've never licked a breast, never mind whatever you call it down there. I've never tasted cum before."

"You've never sucked your husband?" Rachel asked.

"No. Come on, you know how conservative most people are in our town."

"Do you want to suck me?" I asked.

"I don't know. I'm all mixed up now. Too many new experiences. And I'm a happily married woman who doesn't take her clothes off in front of her friends, let alone some semi-stranger we met a couple of days ago. This is so not me."

I changed the subject so she didn't feel too uncomfortable. Then we watched the sunset in silence for a little bit as we finished the rest of the wine.

"We'd better go to dinner," Rachel said. "Or I can guess where this will end up."

"And you don't want that."

"Not now."

"Meaning not yet."

"Perhaps."

"Meaning ‘yes' but you don't want to say so explicitly."

"You are so naughty." She paused and looked me in the eye. "Perhaps."

Again Liz went for the first shower. I could feel myself getting hard again just from being naked with Rachel.

"Suck me," I said. "Before she comes back."

She laughed. "You really think I'll do that."

"I do. I think you're adventurous enough."

She got out of her chair and knelt down between my legs where I sat.

"I'm a married woman about to suck off a random guy."

"I'm not a random guy, we've spent hours together."

"Yeah. But it's not like we know that much about each other. Plus there is all the faithfulness stuff. I've been a good girl until this cruise. Now I'm being bad."

She lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth. She lifted it up for a moment.

"You taste good," she said. "Like you just came. Musky and sexy."

"You just came too."

"I know. I'm sure you are going to taste it before we get off this ship."

"It?"

She started licking me again, only lifting her mouth off from time to time to have a conversation with me.

"My pussy. I know I won't say no when you try. And I know you'll try. I shouldn't tell you that in advance, I should keep it a mystery as to how I'll react. I can't be bothered to play games though."

"Liz's is more of a mystery."

"For sure. It'll take all your expertise to get to lick hers. But wow, I'd pay a premium to watch that. She's not exactly a prude but close. It was a total surprise when she masturbated herself in front of us."

"She licked your breast."

"She all but licked my pussy. I couldn't believe it. I've never had a woman run her tongue over me like that. It was unexpectedly exciting."

"I noticed. It made you cum."

Rachel bent down and started to lick my cock more seriously, not trying to have a conversation with little licks when it was my turn to talk. She bobbed her head up and down and gradually took me deeper into her mouth. She soon had me close to cumming as she took me into the back of her throat. With one hand she stroked my shaft and the other she caressed my balls.

"Now you are going to make me cum," I said quietly to her.

She moved back, opened her mouth wide and stroked my hard with her fist. Just at that moment, Liz came out of the bathroom fully dressed. She watched as Rachel finished me off, blasting into her open mouth. She pumped me empty and as the spurts got less dramatic she wrapped her mouth around my cock and sucked the final drips from me.

"Fuck," Liz said. "You should so not have done that. But it was amazing to watch."

Rachel swallowed my cum. "Your turn next," she said.

"I don't know how to do it."

"I'll teach you," Rachel said.

"But..."

"But what?"

"I don't really know. Everything in my upbringing says I shouldn't do it. But..."

"...but your pussy says you should," I said.

She laughed. "It certainly has a mind of its own. Once I'm warmed up I'm up for a lot more than when I'm all calm and collected. Plus I love to learn new stuff. But I really mustn't. Married, remember. My husband till death us do part."

"You're not sounding convinced," Rachel said laughing.

Liz laughed too. "We'll see. I don't really know myself."

The next day I worked until early evening while the girls were on an excursion on the island where we were moored in the bay. I went and bought two bottles of wine and went down to their cabin. They let me in. They were dressed in shorts and tops, presumably what they had been wearing ashore.

"No clothes on the balcony," I said. I walked out there, put the wine down on the table and then slipped out of my shorts and T-shirt. By the time I turned to look, Rachel was already naked. Liz was still hesitating but I had no doubt she would eventually strip. I'd already seen her naked with her legs spread wide so she didn't really have anything to hide.

Rachel sat down on one of the chairs and I poured her a glass of wine. I knelt down in front of her. She didn't need any instructions, she had already told me she would do it the evening before. She spread her legs and moved herself to the edge of her seat and lay back. I leant forward and very lightly ran my tongue the length of her slit. I felt her shiver with anticipation. With the fingers of both hands I gently opened up her pussy, revealing the delicate folds within. I pushed my tongue into her opening.

"Oh my god," I heard Liz say. "You guys don't waste any time."

I pulled back and looked at her. She was not completely naked, still wearing her panties.

"It's sexy to watch," Liz continued.

"It's even sexier to experience," said Rachel.

"Take your panties off and I'll do you too," I said.

"I've never...he's never...it'll be my first time." But she slipped her panties over her hips and stepped out of them naked. Once again her face was pink with a mixture of arousal and embarrassment.

"Then you are in for a fabulous treat," Rachel said as she put her hand on my head and directed me back between her legs. I pushed my tongue back into the furrow of her pussy and let the tip seek out the tiny bud of her clit. She gasped when I hit it.

"Oh Liz," Rachel moaned, "I can't believe you've never tried this. It's the best."

She reached out and grabbed Liz's hand and pulled her over. Liz stepped over Rachel's legs and sort of sat on her lap and leant back, lying on top of Rachel breasts. Both girls' pussies were there in front of me, one above the other, as different as any two pussies could be. I licked the length of Rachel's fleshy slit but then I kept going up until I was licking the length of Liz's beautiful orchid-like pussy too.

"Oh gosh that is so intimate," Liz sighed.

Rachel reached around her friend and put her hands on Liz's breasts. She started to rub her nipples. Meanwhile my tongue was swirling around in the entrance to Liz's cunt. As I continued to explore the petals of Liz's pussy, I pushed a finger into Rachel's. Gradually I worked out how to pleasure both women at once. I would finger-fuck Rachel and occasionally I would descend from Liz's pussy to tongue her clit. Then back up to Liz's previously unlicked pussy.

"Oh my god I'm so close," Liz moaned. Rachel stopped rubbing her nipples and started to pinch them hard. At the same time I attacked Liz's clit harder and faster. I moved my finger from inside Rachel and forcefully jabbed it into Liz. That was all it needed.

"Oh yes, you guys are wonderful, that's so wonderful. Who knew it could be so good? So personal. I'm cumming."

Her body went rigid for a second and then she started to shake almost like she was having a fit. I fingered her and tongued her and Rachel squeezed her nipples and rubbed her breasts as Liz's body was consumed with her climax. She started to moan, cry out really. Rachel moved one hand from Liz's breast and put it over her mouth to stop her making too much noise as her body jerked with joy. We didn't want the people in the cabin next door to hear.

Once Liz's orgasm had passed I moved my finger and tongue back down and gave Rachel's pussy my undivided attention. Liz lay back on Rachel, her body limp, her eyes closed. I stroked Rachel's insides with my finger as I twirled my tongue around her little hard cit.

"You do that so well," she sighed. "Oh yes, oh yes, yes. Oh, just keep doing that."

I could sense Rachel's orgasm coiling up inside her like a cat about to pounce. Her body tightened, her cunt was squeezed around my finger, she was rhythmically pushing her clit into my mouth. I took my timing from her little thrusts, finger-fucking her and licking her as I drove her arousal higher and higher.

Suddenly she let out a huge groan and her body twitched.

"Oh it's so..."

But she didn't finish her sentence. She could only groan and moan as her body throbbed with pleasure. I kept licking and fingering for a good half-minute until her orgasm slowly faded.

"It's so what?" I asked.

She laughed. "I don't know. Strong. Fierce. Intense. I don't think I've ever had such an overwhelming one."

Then, to my surprise, she burst into tears. Her climax had overwhelmed her emotions so totally. Tears ran down her face and she reached up to wipe them away.

"Sorry," she said.

"Are you OK?" Liz said, clearly concerned, standing up and getting off her friend's body.

"Yes," Rachel said. "It was just too much."

"It is. I mean compared to...you know...routine sex with our husbands. Plus it was my first time. Being licked. It's amazing. So wonderful. I hope I can persuade him to do it even though he thinks it's weird."

"I'm going to forget I'm married until we get back to Miami," Rachel said. "I'm not even going to pretend any more."

She took her rings off and put them on the table.

"Shit. I've gone too far already. But I'm not going to...all the way."

"Fuck him?"

"Don't I get any say in this?" I said.

"Not really. We know you want to fuck us both," Rachel replied.

"Well, I can't deny that."

"And you get to fuck me, at least, even if Liz won't do it," she said. "I'm unmarried for a few more days. I know I should play hard to get but...I'm not going to...I want it too much."

Liz laughed. "So much for being a happily married woman."

"Married women love being married," I said. "But they can also be a little adventurous if they know it's safe. If the guy is very discreet. But ultimately they are committed."

"I am. At home I'd never even think about doing this. I love being married even if the sex could be better. But nobody knows us, nobody will find out. It's a thrill and a secret all rolled up in one. I can be married and have the most incredible sex and I'm not going to even think about feeling guilty."

"Wow," said Liz. "You're way more adventurous than me. You're going to...like, do it?'

"Do you want to watch?" Rachel said.

"Fuck. I shouldn't but it seems like it would be another hot thing to see."

"Liz," Rachel said. "I bet you do it before we get off the ship. So the sooner you do, the more fun you will have."

Liz laughed. "Maybe you are right. But I feel like I should hold out as long as possible. That's how girls are brought up."

"OK. But I'm not going to wait. Just don't say a word to my husband OK?"

"Of course. We already have too many secrets. They don't need to know any of them."

I stood up.

"Let me put some clothes on and I'll meet you in the restaurant" I said, pulling my shirt over my head.

"No, come back and pick us up and escort us up there," said Rachel.

I went and showered, dressed and then went back to the girls' cabin to escort them. They were both dressed in little black cocktail dresses. Short. Only came half-way down their thighs. If that. Their tanned arms and legs looked sexy against the black material.

I had an idea. I reached into my pocket and got out a coin.

"Only one of you is allowed to wear panties. Heads, Rachel gets to keep her panties. Tails, Liz does. The other one has to take hers off for the rest of the evening."

"Oh come on. I've never in my life gone out in public with no panties," said Liz.

I tossed the coin. It was heads. "Then this will be the first time," I said.

"I never agreed to this," she said, not unreasonably. But she bravely reached up under the skirt of her dress, pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Her face was pink as it usually was when she was a little aroused, especially when the situation made her feel exposed.

"Gosh this feels perverted," she said. "Not to mention vulnerable. It's as if everyone can tell."

"You're going to be on fire all night," Rachel said.

"This is really scary. Let's go before I have a panic attack."

I took each girl by the hand and led them up to the big dining room. It felt braver walking around in public holding both girls' hands than it had being naked on their balcony. Not brave for me, for them. After all they were married so anything in public, even as trivial as holding hands, was very daring on their part, although by now they knew there was nobody on the ship who knew them from back home. Plus knowing that Liz's pussy was bare underneath her dress was an added treat. Even if it was not obvious, all three of us knew.

We went to the big buffet dining room and got food. I bought another bottle of wine. I thought of it as an investment: the merrier the girls got the more likely they were to do things. It was clear just from looking at her that Liz was more comfortable than when we first arrived, even though I was certain she was still very conscious that her pussy was exposed.

"Shall we have another bottle?" I asked after we'd finished eating.

"Let me buy it," Rachel said. "We can take it back to the cabin."

I had an feeling that Rachel wanted to get Liz drunk, drunk enough to do things that she'd enjoy watching. Or maybe she just wanted to get drunk herself, so she knew her inhibitions would be completely wiped out. I'd had girlfriends do that before.

We went back to their cabin. As we walked down there I thought about taking Liz and I got hard. We walked into their cabin. I pushed Liz forward against the arm of the sofa. She fell against it. I pulled up the back of her skirt knowing she was pantiless underneath. I unzipped myself. I pushed my cock against her. It was like a smooth choreographed movement. My knob was in her cunt before she could react.

"No, you bastard," she said. "I'm married." Her mind might have worried but her body had its own idea and pushed back against me.

"Oh fuck, you are stretching me," she moaned as I pushed forward hard and slid deeper into her.

Rachel stood off to one side watching as I took her friend. She shimmied out of her cocktail dress and took off her bra so she was just wearing pink briefs. She flipped the waistband over her hips and kicked them away.

"Fuck I shouldn't be doing this," Liz panted as she pushed her ass back against me each time I thrust forward.

"That just makes it hotter," Rachel said. "I can't wait for my turn, even though my pussy is married too. Just watching you two is making me wet. Dripping wet."

I felt Rachel's hand between my legs. I wasn't sure what she was doing until suddenly I felt her force a finger into Liz's body alongside my cock. She started to move it back and forth.

"Shit, what are you doing?" Liz moaned when she felt the unusual sensation inside her.

"Being very friendly," Rachel said. "I've never played with a girl before. It's fun."

It was odd feeling Rachel's finger moving beside my cock inside her friend's pussy. I'd only had a couple of threesomes before in my life and nobody had done that.

I pulled out and sat on the sofa with my cock pointing up vertically. Rachel pulled her finger out of her friend too.

"Squat over me Liz," I said. "Take me back inside."

"Oh fuck," she said. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

But she stepped up onto the sofa with one foot on either side of me and squatted down. Rachel grabbed my cock and guided it back inside the silky interior of the blonde's cunt.

"You feel wonderful," I said.

"Thank you. Nobody has ever said anything like that to me."

"Not your husband?"

"I don't want to talk about him. I'm going to be unmarried until Miami too. I just love..."

She paused.

"You love what?" I asked.

"Hard to explain. I love being appreciated. Genuinely appreciated. You are such a considerate lover too. And experienced. I hate to think how many women you've had but at least I get the benefit. I'm not going to miss out on it."

This cruise was turning out really well. Two married twenty-something women, really attractive, had basically told me that I was the boyfriend of them both until the cruise was over.

Liz bent over me and started to move her hips more vigorously. I wondered if she had even been on top before, her husband seemed to be very white-bread. She seemed to be experimenting with what felt good. Of course pretty much anything felt good to me.

Rachel took hold of her friend's left hand and pulled her rings off. It was only symbolic, of course, but they were both truly unmarried for the rest of the cruise.

"Finger her ass," I said quietly to Rachel.

I sensed she was working her finger into her friend's asshole.

"No, not in there," Liz cried.

But Rachel was not easily put off and soon I could feel her finger alongside my cock inside Liz. She was finger-fucking Liz's ass as I cock-fucked her cunt. Liz was a bundle of arousal, moaning and groaning and unable to talk normally. Like many women, once she got very aroused she kept forgetting to move so I had to lift her up a little so I could fuck her from underneath. I couldn't believe how we had gone from being almost innocent to far more dirty either of them had ever been in their marriages, especially Liz who seemed to have done very little that was adventurous.

Together Rachel and I got her there. Liz grunted and her body jerked. She cried out like before, but not as loudly.

"Oh keep going, that's so good," she moaned as her body clearly climaxed hard. I could feel her orgasm inside her cunt as she squeezed my cock tightly.

"Oh my god, this is so bad but so good," she squealed as I pumped her hard and drove her orgasm on and on. I could feel Rachel finger-fucking her ass too, something else I was sure she had never experienced. Finally she slumped down on top of me.

"I need it," Rachel said. "Now."

She all-but pushed Liz off my cock, squatted over me and slipped me inside. She was dripping and I slid completely in with a single thrust. She started to thrust her hips back and forth vigorously.

"Oh gosh this is so not allowed. My vagina should be totally off-limits."

"It is so hot to watch," said Liz. "It should feel immoral but it feels...almost normal."

"Oh my god I can't believe I'm going to cum already," Rachel groaned.

"I'm not surprised," said Liz. "You are fucking him like a wild animal."

I felt Rachel's cunt squeeze my cock hard. It took my right to the limit of cumming too.

"I'm almost there," I said to them.

"Suck him," Rachel said to Liz.

She lifted herself up off me and stood above me coaxing her orgasm from her pussy with her own fingers and leaving my cock for Liz. She moved over and wrapped her mouth over my cock, the first time she had taken a cock orally. She wasn't really sure what she was doing, I could tell, but I was on the cusp of orgasm anyway and I felt myself blast into her mouth almost immediately. She rolled her tongue around my cock as it twitched and filled her mouth with creamy cum for the first time in her life.

"Go on girl, keep going," Rachel said as she watched her friend bring me off. "Now swallow it all."

I opened the bottle of wine and we all lay naked on the big sofa, exhausted and sweaty.

"No longer an oral virgin," I said to Liz.

She laughed. "I thought it might be gross but it isn't. It was odd when I first put it in my mouth, I could taste Rachel's juices on you."

"Do you want to taste them properly?" Rachel said.

"What?"

"My juices."

"What do you mean?"

"Lick me."

"Wow. I won't have a clue what to do."

"At least you didn't refuse point blank."

"Have you done it before?" Liz said.

"Nope. But I want to try everything before we go back. Will you do it?"

"Now?"

"No. Tomorrow evening when we have recovered."

"I can't wait," I said.

"Who said you were going to be allowed to watch?" Rachel said smiling. We all knew I'd be there too. They would be putting on a show for me. Men love to watch girls do each other.

I went back to my cabin. I'd have loved to share the girls' bed but it really wasn't large enough for three of us and I wanted to get up early and get some work done.

No prizes for guessing where I was the following evening: outside the girls' cabin with a couple of bottles of wine. I decided to take things easy that evening and we went and sat on the balcony, watched the sunset and drank the first bottle. There was tension in the air, as if nothing could happen until I challenged them but it was only a matter of time.

Liz was in a pair of shorts and her bikini top. Probably had the bikini bottom under the shorts. Rachel was in a light cotton dress, the sort that had a built-in bra. I presumed she was wearing panties since I'd not challenged her not to.

"I totally want to see it," I said suddenly.

"What?" Rachel said.

"Liz. Licking you. You've not done it before?"

"Not with a girl. With boys, obviously."

"I won't know what to do," Liz said.

I laughed. "You shouldn't need an instruction manual. You have the same equipment."

"I've taught several boys. I don't see why I can't teach you," Rachel said. She stood up and pulled the dress off leaving just panties. She slipped them off and then sat back down.

"Come and kneel here between my legs," she said to Liz as she spread her thighs and her pussy came into view.

Liz, still in her clothes, knelt down on the deck.

"Wow. It's kind of intimidating up close," she said.

Rachel reached down with both hands and spread the fleshy lips apart to reveal the neat little pink lips hidden within and her opening.

"Wow, that's even more intimidating," said Liz.

"Stick your tongue in there," Rachel said. "Don't worry too much about just where yet."

Liz took a deep breath. "Give me covering fire," she said to me. "I'm going in."

She leant forward and pushed the tip of her tongue into the opening to Rachel's cunt. Considering just a few days she'd done nothing but have vanilla sex with her husband, no oral sex of any sort, it was really brave of her.

"Perfect," Rachel said. "Go a bit deeper into me. It feels better. And move your tongue around a bit. Oh, yes, like that."

Liz's tongue moved around inside Rachel's pussy. Rachel sighed with pleasure, either genuine or to encourage Liz, probably a bit of both.

"Let's find my clit," Rachel said. She put her finger on it. "It's here, under my finger. Push my finger away with your tongue. That's right. Can you feel it? It's tiny but hard. Like a grape seed."

Liz lifted her head up for a moment.

"It's so much easier to find when..." Liz laughed. "When you are the owner of the clit too, as it were."

"Oh fuck Liz, you've found it. Now just do something rhythmic and don't be too rough. Almost anything works with me. And push a finger into my vagina if you want."

I could see the tip of Liz's tongue circling around Rachel's clit. Rachel had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily. Clearly Liz was doing it right. She reached up and tentatively used a finger to find the entrance to Rachel's body. She pushed and slowly her finger vanished into Rachel's opening.

"Oh gosh Liz, keep going like that. It's wonderful. You are a fast learner. I'm so close. I'm going to do you after. Lick me a little faster. Yes, perfect. And finger me in time with your tongue. Don't break the rhythm. I'm almost there. Can you feel it? Inside me?"

I reached over and pinched one of Rachel's nipples hard. Her body froze for a moment and then she was clearly cumming, moaning and sighing and making little thrusts with her hips.

"Of fuck Liz, don't stop, oh who knew how good another girl could be?"

Liz was still licking Rachel fast, circling her clit as her orgasm washed over her.

"Oh stop, stop. It's too sensitive now. Touch it very lightly with just the very tip of your tongue. Perfect. Just do that while I come down from heaven. As if you are calming me down."

Rachel lay motionless for a moment and then suddenly sat up straight.

"Get those shorts and panties off and let me do you."

She reached over and her fingers scrabbled at the button on Liz's shorts and she practically ripped them off her along with her panties. A moment later Liz was lying back on the sofa with Rachel pushing her knees apart.

"Wow, you are right, it is scary close up. It's like you have a sea-anemone between your legs."

Liz laughed. "Yeah, it is pretty different from yours. But I promise I won't sting."

Rachel stuck out her tongue and ran it lightly over Liz's prominent inner labia.

"Oh gosh yes," Liz sighed. "I thought it might feel too lesbian to enjoy but it's just wonderful."

Rachel slid her tongue up and probed between Liz's lips until she found her clit.

"Yes, there," Liz said quietly.

Rachel started to lick her friend's clit. Although it was her first time licking another girl she didn't seem to have any hesitation. She reached up between Liz's thighs and pushed a finger into her pussy.

I took my clothes off. I was hard, of course. I started to stroke myself. By the time I looked back Rachel had two fingers inside Liz. She started to work a third finger, but into Liz's tight little puckered asshole where she had probed the night before.

"That still feels weird," Liz moaned as Rachel worked her finger into her ass as she continued to dance a jig on her clit with her tongue.

I reached over with the hand that was not stroking my cock and undid Liz's bikini top and pulled it away from her large breasts. Then I cradled one of them, gently caressing it, running my thumb over her rock-hard nipple.

"I'm close," Liz sighed. "At least I think. I've only cum from licking once before. But I love the intimacy of it."

I moved behind Rachel. She felt my cock against her back and moved her body and legs back so that I had access. I pressed my cock into her entrance. She continued to lick and finger Liz as I worked myself inside, which wasn't difficult since she was soaking wet.

"Don't stop," Liz said quietly, which we all knew meant she was just there and would be totally frustrated if Rachel changed anything about what she was doing.

I grabbed Rachel's hips and started to fuck her hard. At the same time I fingered her asshole and worked the tip inside.

"Oh my god," Liz cried out. "Oh it's mammoth. Fuck, don't stop."

Her body started shaking. "Oh yes, fuck Rach, keep doing that, lick, lick, lick, perfect. Finger my ass hard. Fuck that sounds dirty. Fuck me hard."

I worked a second finger into Rachel's ass. As Liz came down from her orgasm I pulled out of Rachel's cunt and pressed my cockhead against her ass.

"What are you doing?" she cried out, although she knew perfectly well.

"I thought you wanted to experience everything before leaving the ship."

"Fuck. Just do it before I think too much about it. But be gentle, as the old saying goes."

I pressed gently but firmly and Rachel's asshole distended around my cock.

"Fuck that's intense," she said, panting.

Gradually more and more of my cock slipped inside. Liz lay on the sofa with her eyes closed as if she was sleeping, drained by her orgasm.

Liz stood up as if in a daze and took in the scene before her, her brunette friend on all fours with my cock buried in her ass.

"I never even knew you could do that," she said. "Have you done it before?"

"Never. I've refused guys a few times. It seemed too dirty and taboo."

I laughed. "It is dirty and taboo. That's why it's so thrilling."

"Does it hurt?" Liz asked.

"Borderline when he went in. Fine now."

I started to fuck Rachel's ass more vigorously now that it was relaxed enough that I could move easily back and forth in her, almost pulling my cock out of her ass before slamming it deep into her rectum. She was tight so I was nearly cumming.

"Where shall I cum?" I asked.

"In my mouth again," Liz said.

"OK. I'm almost there."

I pulled out of Rachel's ass and Liz practically fell in front of me in her haste to get her mouth around my cock. She used her fist and her tongue to take me over the edge and a few seconds later I was squirting cum into her mouth as she coaxed me empty down to the last drop.

"I can't believe you put a cock in your mouth that had just been in my ass," said Rachel as she watched her friend suck me dry. Once I was drained, Liz sat up and swallowed everything.

"That never crossed my mind," she said. "I so wanted his cum again. Who knows when I'll get another chance?"

"Tomorrow night, for sure. It is our last night on the ship. Then when we wake up we will be in the port in Miami."

"Will you stay the night tomorrow night?" Liz asked me. "I know the bed's a bit too small but...I want to hold you all night. At least when we aren't doing something too vigorous for holding. Rachel can hold you too. You sleep in the middle. Well, lie in the middle. I hope you aren't thinking about sleeping much."

"You're a changed woman," Rachel said.

"Totally. I'm worried though."

"What about?"

"Whether I can go back. You guys have awakened a dragon inside me. I'm not sure it'll go back to sleep."

"Well, if it is not too lezzie for our conservative Midwest town," Rachel said, "We can get together like this from time to time. We'd have to be discreet."

Liz laughed. "Who gives a shit about the rest of the town? Even if we were indiscreet they'd never believe it. After all we are married."

"Maybe I need to visit," I said.

"Gosh. Would you really? I mean..." Liz blushed for the first time in a couple of days. She spoke in an artificially formal way. "I mean, no way, I'm married."

"Riiight," I said.

"It would be a treat. But we'd have to be very careful. You'd have to get a hotel."

"Of course," I said. "Even if one of your husbands was away the neighbors all have two eyes."

"Not to mention coordinated," said Rachel. "I'm coming too."

"You'd better give me your numbers," I said. "It's not been necessary on board so I never asked."

I found my shorts and got out my phone. They entered their numbers. I texted them both so they had mine.

"Only text," Liz said.

"Of course. Here's a bit of advice. Put my number in your phone under Paula or Petra or something. A female name. Just in case."

"I'd never have thought of that. I'm so naïve," Liz said.

"Let me take a picture of each of you," I said.

"Really? Isn't that a bit risky. What if your phone gets stolen?"

"Next bit of advice. Don't let people take pictures of you naked that include your face. Face or body. Never both."

I used my phone to take a picture of each of their bodies and then linked it to their phone numbers. I like to do that with women I've seen naked. When they call their bodies show up on my screen. It makes my cock stir before I even answer.

"You've a new double life," I said. "But it won't last forever."

"How do you mean? You're going to dump us?"

"No. You'll have kids. Then you'll dump me. Or you'll be too busy to get together. Or too guilty. It all comes to the same thing."

"Let's go to dinner," said Rachel. "This cruise has turned out to be rather different from what I expected."

"And we have another day," said Liz. "And another night, more to the point."

"Much as I love my husband, it is going to be a real letdown getting back. I can already feel how my heart will sink when I see him after the exhilaration of this week. Back to my boring job, cooking dinner, cleaning the house, doing the washing."

"We'll be watching TV instead of having oral sex."

I laughed. "Now you see why I come on a cruise to work," I said. "None of that. Well, apart from the oral sex bit."

"You come on a cruise so you can seduce innocent mid-western married women and corrupt their morals completely," said Liz.

"I think it was all downhill once he got us to take our bikini tops off," said Rachel.

"You've no idea how happy I am that you persuaded me to do that completely against my better judgment."

"Are you talking to me or her?" I asked.

"Both of you I guess," Liz said. "I'd never have done it if you hadn't told us we had to. And I wouldn't have done it if she hadn't been my partner in crime."

"So when's the next cruise?"

"Gosh. I wonder if we'll be allowed to go on another one. Without our husbands, I mean?"

I certainly hoped so.

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