My Cruise with Jerry
written by:
Jillbaby

My Cruise with Jerry

© 2016 - By Jillbaby

Jerry and I had been internet pals for a couple of years but had never met up. We enjoy exchanging horny messages and telling each other about our fun.

He's married but and he and his wife have been swingers for many years and have an open marriage. I had a spell in the swinging life a few years previously, so we have plenty of experiences to share with each other.

I discovered that Jerry loves to fuck a woman when her pussy is full of another man's cum. We have something in common there because I love the feeling when a second cock pushes into my cum-filled pussy and I hear a squishy sound as it pumps into me.

Eventually we decided to link-up on a week's cruise and have some fun. At first his wife was going to come too but had to cancel.

I was looking forward to meeting Jerry and at last it was time for me to pack. I knew that it would be warm on the cruise although not too hot with the sea breezes, so I packed light with just hand luggage - a few flimsy summer dresses and bikinis; a pair of open strappy stilettos for any dances, and I would travel in light summer sandals.

I never wear bras, but when I looked at my thongs, I made the daring decision not to bother with any panties at all. After all this was going to be a super-sexy trip and I wanted to enjoy myself. I checked my toiletries bag, making sure that I had my contraceptive pills.

I hadn't worn a bikini for a while and I tried one on, taking a good look at myself in the mirror. I was pleased to see that my jogging and Pilates exercises had kept my figure in good shape. I wanted to look good for Jerry and the other men I would hopefully fuck. Yes I had been a good girl for far too long - it was time to get back to my wicked ways.

As I twisted and turned, I noticed that my brown pubic bush needed a trim. I had stopped shaving and now curly hairs were peeping out of my skimpy bikini bottom.

I decided to leave it, as I remembered that Jerry had said that he liked a good bushy pussy, especially when matted with cum. Maybe seeing the odd hair peeping out of my bikini would a turn-on for him. The thought made my nipples rise and I stroked my neat, firm breasts gently.

Jerry was going to meet me at Bermuda airport, after my flight from London. I wondered what to wear that would be comfortable on the long trip. I couldn't wear anything too short with no panties, so I settled for a white, short-sleeved summer dress which came to just above the knees. The beauty of that one is that it buttons all the way down the front, leaving me the option to undo buttons to show either my breasts or legs, depending on the situation I was in.

For now I just loosened the top one and the bottom two, leaving me cool and still respectable looking. I brushed out my long auburn hair and applied blue eye shadow and some pink lip-gloss. A spray of floral scent and I was ready.

It felt strange getting into a taxi at just after midnight. My plane left at 2 a.m. and Jerry would meet me when I got in at 9 a.m.

The flight took off on time and I settled into the window seat wondering who would end up beside me on the other two seats. There didn't seem to be many people when we were waiting to board and I guessed that the time of the flight was unpopular.

Sure enough, nobody came to claim the two seats beside me and I looked forward to a peaceful flight. I felt quite wide-awake as I had managed a long sleep in the afternoon. I relaxed and sighing happily, I undid three more buttons at the bottom of my dress to allow my legs freedom, as it parted to mid-thigh.

On the other side of the aisle, a man was similarly on his own by the window. However, when the plane doors closed and all the passengers were on board, he suddenly stood and crossed over,

"Would you mind if I joined you?" He asked with a charming smile. "I hate sitting by myself with no one to talk to on a long flight."

"Well...actually I would prefer ..." I started to say, but there was something attractive and sexy in his sparkling blue eyes,

"Okay," I smiled, and he grabbed his hand luggage and sat beside me. He offered his hand,

"Hi, I'm Rick,"

"Jill," I replied, intrigued by his chutzpah. He looked to be in his late thirties, and was wearing expensive-looking casual clothes.

Almost immediately a lovely young flight attendant began her safety lecture with instructions about emergency procedures. She finished by saying that passengers should ask her for anything they needed.

Rick leaned into me and whispered,

"Do you think she would include a blow job?"

His mischievous grin was infectious and I found myself smiling,

"Maybe that's only for First Class ticket holders," I smiled.

We began to chat and when an attendant asked if we wanted any refreshments, I accepted his offer of a drink. Rick was a salesman and was heading to a business conference in Bermuda.

I don't know whether it's the slight, scarcely noticeable vibration, but I always get horny on a plane. Sure enough, as the flight progressed, I felt the familiar stirring in my pussy. My skirt had eased back along my thighs as I relaxed in my seat and I was sure that he was admiring my long bare legs. I made no attempt to cover them.

Although I was enjoying his company, the alcohol made me drowsy and we fell silent, relaxed in each other's company. The cabin lights were dimmed and I asked if he would mind if I had a brief snooze. He smiled and signalled for a flight steward to bring a blanket for me.

I had almost drifted off, when I felt the armrest between us being raised. Then to my surprise, a hand moved under the blanket and gently rested on my upper thigh. The touch set my pulse racing and I felt my clit stir immediately.

I was sure he knew I was awake but I kept my eyes closed, as I moved my leg nearer to him to part my thighs. His hand moved over my dress where it hung loose to rest gently on my mound. Then, with the lightest of touches his fingers began to stroke it gently through the material.

My clit stiffened as he slowly drew a nail around the bulge of my pussy lips as if he was imagining what they looked like. The sensation was immensely pleasurable in itself but the eroticism of the public situation was really exciting me.

Ever so slowly and tentatively, as if expecting me to resist any second, his fingers found the next fastened button and gently undid it, letting my dress fall further apart. Slowly he slid his fingers along the silky inside of my thigh, and I realised that in my anticipation, I had almost stopped breathing. In the darkness it felt like a wonderful erotic dream. But this was really happening. My pussy tingled madly and began to flood as his fingers continued their cautious journey along my thigh.

At last they reached the crease between the cheek of my ass and my thigh and stopped, as he no doubt absorbed the fact that I wasn't wearing panties. He lightly trailed his fingertips over the bulge of my moist swollen pussy lips, until they rested against my leaking slit.

I felt my pussy ring relax under the gentle probing. Then, a finger glided smoothly into my velvety opening and the walls of my pussy clenched tightly around it. My breathing had become unsteady; my pulse was racing and my clit was thrusting from its hood.

I decided to give up the pretence of sleep. Without a word, I opened my eyes and looking into his in the dim light, I gave him a smile of pleasure.

I took his hand and slowly easing his finger from my pussy, I slipped an arm round his shoulders and we kissed. I breathed in his expensive cologne while our lips and our tongues met and explored, slowly and gently. Despite my wide sexual experience I still wasn't in the "mile high club" but this was a great opportunity.

I whispered to Rick to go down to the next toilet cubicle and I would follow. His look of surprise quickly turned to one of delight and he set off down the empty, dimly lit aisle past the mostly sleeping passengers. I gave him about five minutes and then followed. There was no sign of an attendant as I tapped on the door. When Rick held it open, I slipped inside. He stepped back, as I pushed against him, closing and locking the door behind me. There was scarcely enough room for both of us in the confined space, and our bodies were touching, as we faced each other.

Rick grabbed my ass as he pulled me against the line of his hard cock. With our faces nearly touching, I tried to focus on him. I could feel his erection against my stomach, and recognized only too well the glow of lust in his eyes as he eased my dress up over my ass.

"Here...let me," I muttered.

I quickly undid the remaining buttons on my very adaptable dress and it swung free to reveal my naked body. Our lips met again, our teeth clashing in our haste. He slid a long finger into my hot moist opening and I shivered with delight. After reaming my clinging walls for a moment, I felt him remove it and drive his stiff cock deep inside me.

With his knees bent, to match our heights he banged his cock against the roof of my pussy, making me jerk with pleasure. The impact pushed my bare ass hard against the cool stall wall and I braced myself as Rick grasped my hips and fucked me with long hard strokes.

My head was spinning with arousal, fuelled by the erotic novelty of the semi-public fuck as he impaled me with thrust after thrust. I felt my inner thighs becoming wet as his cock forced out the juices from my pulsating pussy.

I squeezed my arm down between us to touch my clit and quivered with ecstasy. It was turning out to be the best fuck I'd enjoyed for ages. My belly rippled with every powerful stroke, as his hips rocked back and forward ramming his rod mercilessly into me. My whole body started to tremble, and my legs weakened.

This was one of my favourite events - a quick hard fuck with a stranger in a public setting. The risk of an attendant suddenly hammering on the door just made it more exciting.

Then I felt him tense and heard his gasp. His thick cock twitched as he ejaculated deep into me. Even in a standing position, I distinctly felt a warm flood over my cervix and I gloried in the sensation of having been completely fucked, possessed and used.

I still hadn't cum however as, panting heavily, Rick let his shaft slip from my clinging, flooded pussy and eased back.

"You go out first," I hissed.

When he slipped out into the gloom, I locked it again and sat down for a quick pee. However, my attention was quickly drawn back to my demanding clit and I started to stroke it with my thumb. I plunged two, then three fingers inside my cum-filled pussy and churned the goo around. I stifled a groan, biting my lip, as with the other hand I squeezed an erect, nipple as my breasts swung from my open dress.

I fingered myself faster and faster and as my pussy juices flowed and mixed with Rick's cum, the squishing sound seemed loud in my ears. I swirled my thumb around the firm, rubbery nub of my clit, while finger fucking myself and wriggled my bare ass on the cool plastic seat.

I came as my pussy convulsed around my fingers. I squeezed my thighs together, trapping my fingers as the shock of my orgasm travelled up my spine. I somehow managed to think of biting into my forearm to stifle my usual scream. I winced from the pain but at least limited the noise to a muffled groan.

As I gradually calmed down, I rembered I had no panties to trap the leaking semen. I was going to try to clear it out when I suddenly remembered Jerry's love of a cum-filled pussy. Taking some toilet tissue, I squeezed it a little way into my opening to hopefully trap some cum for Jerry to enjoy. I buttoned up my dress had a quick wash and tidy up. On trembling legs I walked down the aisle past the sleeping passengers to my seat.

With our passion spent, little more was said between Rick and me, and I fell asleep until awakened by the announcement that we were preparing to land. We parted with a kiss and a smile as we left the plane.

Jerry and I knew each other from photos and when I passed through passport control I saw him waving to me, a big smile on his face. My heart rose. We gave each other a big hug and kiss and I squeezed the firm muscles on his arms appreciatively.

A short taxi trip took us to the harbour where we were to board the cruise liner. When I saw the gleaming white vessel towering over us I felt that I was dreaming - it was the type that I had seen on TV and films so often and had always wanted to try.

I felt like a film star as members of the crew greeted us at the foot of the boarding ladder and we climbed up to the lower deck. Our cabin was small but comfy with a good-sized window. A big double bed took up most of the space, and there was a small bathroom with a shower.

When we dumped down our suitcases, Jerry drew me in for a quick kiss and our tongues met and tasted each other. His eager hands ran over my body and I shivered with expectation. I felt his cock harden against my stomach and I guided his hands to undo the buttons on my dress.

The first fuck with a new partner is always extremely exciting for me. My heart was pounding and I was trembling with anticipation.

My dress fell away and he gazed at my naked breasts before dipping his head to suck my nipples. My heart was racing and my nipples sent surges of pleasure to my clit. As I dropped my head back in submission, his lips moved to explore my throat, tracing the sensitive skin with his tongue. He paused at the hollow at the base to suckle my pounding pulse and I moaned softly.

It seemed that Jerry was a skilled lover as he trailed kisses along my collarbones and out to each soft shoulder. When he pushed my unbuttoned dress halfway down my arms it somehow made me feel even more wanton than if I was totally naked. He felt so much in control that I just let my arms dangle helplessly.

I could scarcely believe that he had the willpower to take his time so well as his wicked, clever mouth moved slowly down to one taut nipple and suckled it gently. I moaned again, arching my back with delight as he alternated strokes of his tongue with nipping pulls of his teeth. My whole being was centred on the waves of pain/pleasure as my nipple throbbed from his attentions.

Then as Jerry's firm, warm hand moved down my belly I shivered with anticipation. When we entered I had slipped into the bathroom to take the tissue from my pussy.

He grunted with surprise,

"No panties...you wicked hussy!!"

His fingers entered me and felt my wetness. Thinking it was just my arousal juices, he whispered,

"God...you're really horny aren't you."

He drew off my dress and bending his knees, his lips slid down my belly until he was breathing in the rich musky smell of a well-fucked cunt. He gazed at the matted tangle of my brown bush and I shivered as he looked closely at my pouting pussy lips through the messy pubes.

"Hell, you've been fucked, haven't you!" He muttered.

"Yes, surprise, surprise...I've got a nice cum-filled pussy all ready for you."

Jerry quickly stripped off and sat down on the bed. I stood there for a few moments as I admired every inch of the throbbing cock that was swaying invitingly. Without a word I reached out with both hands and gently started to explore him. Ripples of pleasure ran through me at the wonderful sensation from the firm rubbery flesh in my fingers.

At first I touched him lightly all over with both hands, exploring the pulsing head, the hard shaft and the firm balls. I took a slightly firmer grasp of him and stroked him a few times. Jerry shuddered and his fingers tightened where he held my waist. Smiling at his reaction, I held him even tighter, squeezing all around the rim of his cock, my thumbs pressed in under the head.

I licked lightly at him a few times before taking the head into my mouth and sucking on it hard, my hand still squeezing gently. I relished the familiar taste of pre-cum before releasing him.

To my surprise he stood up and drew me to him. Bending his knees he reached to guide his cock and entered me with one smooth thrust.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and bracing himself on his knees, he lifted me off my feet. I instinctively threw my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist as I hung impaled on his cock.

He surprised me with his strength although he had told me that he worked out regularly.

Holding me by the ass, he stood there, fucking me with my body wrapped around him and linked by his big hard cock. Our mouths met in a heated kiss and our tongues danced and twirled. He pushed me against the bathroom door for support as he fucked me, bending his knees to pump up into my pussy. I could feel my pussy fluids trickling out and dripping from my ass cheeks. I moaned leaning my head back against the cool door as he kissed my neck.

Then he carried me to the bed and laid me down. I spread my legs for him and drew up my knees invitingly. In seconds he was between my thighs and I felt him rub his cock up and down my leaking slit. Then he plunged into my sopping, messy hole. As once more his cock squelched into the cum that I had carefully saved for him,

"You've been very naughty, you vixen," he breathed happily, as he again felt the slippery warmth around his hard cock.

I moaned and began writhing as I gripped his firm shoulders and he pounded into me. His balls slapped my ass as he stirred up the gooey mess in my throbbing pussy.

"Fuck me, Jerry...give it to me hard and deep! Shoot your cum into my sloppy pussy, baby," I groaned.

He started to give me a good slow but steady fucking. No doubt he would be very turned on too with our first encounter and he would be trying not to cum too soon. Then it got too much for him and soon he was fucking me faster and faster. I was desperate to cum but knew that he couldn't last very long at that pace.

Then Jerry confirmed my opinion of him as an excellent lover as his hand snaked down between our bodies to find my desperately needy clit. As his fingers circled it, my heels drummed urgently against his buttocks as if spurring him on to greater efforts. Using my legs to swing on him, I thrust my hips up to meet his.

"Fuck me hard, big boy," I groaned desperately as my hot, saturated pussy squeezed around his thick flesh.

When I started to cum, it seemed to start in my toes and with tantalising slowness run up my spine. I threw back my head and screamed. Jerry somehow managed to increase his pace and fuck me even deeper and harder. The wonderful sensation of being fucked while having an orgasm drove me wild. Without realising it I raised my head to bite into his shoulder in some primitive, instinct. The nip from my teeth might have sent Jerry the final erotic signal. As I screamed, he thrust into me for the last time and pumped his cum into me.

We groaned our pleasure into each other's mouths, and when our release faded somewhat, he gently disentangled our bodies, and took me in his arms.

When my breathing had evened out, I murmured,

"That was incredible!"

I reached out to wipe the sweat from his brow.

"Thank you, Jerry," I whispered, "that was wonderful, you clever stud."

He smiled,

"Listen to who's talking, Jill the Hottie."

As we lay side by side, I took his messy, semi-hard cock in my hand. I rubbed the slippery cum all over the head and told him,

"You're not done yet, baby. I want to suck your big cock now and get you hard again."

My head went down to his sticky cock and I kissed and licked the mess off it and then my tongue began its teasing dance up and down the length. At the top of each lick I took in the head for a moment, suck hard and then slid down again. As he stroked my hair I repeated this over and over until I felt him harden. He pulled me up to a sitting position and kissed me deeply, his erect cock swaying eagerly.

As I broke the kiss, I whispered in his ear,

"My pussy has already taken in two lots of cum, do you want to fuck me again and give me some more?"

Without waiting for an answer I pulled him on top of me and wrapped my legs around his waist. I knew he could feel the hot, messy dribbles from my pussy on his belly. He moved so that the head of his cock was pushing just through my lips and teasing my dripping wet entrance. I couldn't wait any longer and pushed onto him, taking his cock all the way in.

I tossed back my hair, my eyes closed,

"God that feels good!" I gasped.

I knew that all the excitement had put me into my insatiable mode. I just wanted to be fucked and to cum all day.

"You like my big cock, then?" Jerry chuckled, arching his neck so that he could nibble on one of my swollen, pointed nipples.

I rocked back and forth on his cock,

"Uh, huh...oh yeah..." I moaned.

He grabbed my ass, spreading my cheeks, and forcing himself all the way into me. I felt cum trickle down my thighs as his cock squeezed it out. Then he started fucking me, somehow going deeper with each stroke until he had every inch of him in me. It was as if all the cum was making my pussy walls more flexible.

"Oh God..." I moaned loudly, as my head rolled from side to side,

"You're killing me... but it's great...please fuck me...fuck me hard."

I gasped for air as he hammered away, his sweat splashing on my flushed breasts.

"Yeah... take it," he grunted. "Take my cock, Jill."

He stretched his neck and took a nipple in his mouth, circling it with his tongue and biting lightly.

"You really love being fucked, don't you? I don't think you can get enough you lovely slut."

"Uh huh...I love it," I gasped. "I'm a horny slut...fuck me. Give it to me, big boy."

I reached down to stroke my clit as I rocked my hips on his thick dick. Despite the air conditioning our bodies were slick with sweat as they slithered against each other.

"Your pussy's so fucking silky and slippery with all the cum," Jerry whispered.

"But you're so tight that it feels like I'm fucking a slippery silk glove. Are you ready for it? Do you want some more of my cum?"

I was floating on a cloud of sheer pleasure. I couldn't remember when I had enjoyed such a wonderful bout of fucking. Then to my dismay he slipped his cock out of me.

"On your hands and knees," he demanded.

Delightedly, I turned over, pressing my face and breasts hard against the sheets and pushing my ass up in the air. I didn't have to wait long. Before I knew it, his cock was once again pushing past my outer lips and into my pussy. But he didn't put it all the way in.

"Uggghhh," I moaned as he teased me with his cock, pulling all the way out and then putting a little bit back in, long enough to feel my pussy contract and squeeze around it.

"Keep it in me, please," I moaned.

"Like this?" He asked, gripping my waist and thrusting his entire length up inside me in one smooth but forceful motion.

As he hit the top I bit my lip and groaned at the sheer pleasure/pain of being stretched again by his thick length.

Jerry pulled all the way out and then thrust back in. He continued this slow assault so that he could hold out longer. I greatly appreciated it, as I slowly built to another orgasm of my own. He squeezed the curves of my ass as he continued rocking into me. The sound of his flesh smacking against mine seemed to echo in the small cabin.

He reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair, his thrusts getting harder and faster, and I thrilled to the feeling of being possessed by this virile man. As he pulled me to him, his teeth grazed my ear lobe and I shuddered with delight.

"Make me cum Jill...squeeze that tight little pussy around my cock," he gasped through his heavy breathing.

Our bodies were tight against each other and his thrusts became short, fierce and less controlled as he neared his climax. Supporting myself on one forearm I reached under my belly and played with my clit. My fingertips felt his slippery cock sliding in and out of my gripping pussy and the sensation sent powerful thrills down my spine.

I knew he was getting close as his fucking became animalistic and uncontrolled. I moaned and squirmed against him as my fingers strummed my clit desperately. I couldn't remember when I had been fucked so thoroughly, and every nerve-end was quivering with pleasure.

I heard his breathing get even faster, and I pushed back with my hips as he roared with relief and shot another load of cum deep into me.

When he rolled of me, I still hadn't climaxed. Normally I would have been reluctant to masturbate in front of a lover without being asked. But deciding that I might as well give Jerry a treat and let him watch, I spread my legs ready to let my exhibitionism take over.

He sat up for a better view, and closing my eyes, I slid a finger down to my wet tingling opening. Imagining his dick sliding into me, I fucked myself with one finger slowly at first, not wanting it to be too quick. A second finger joined in, and I squeezed my pussy down on them, the way I had squeezed on his dick.

My other hand danced around my clit except for a quick squeeze of a nipple then back to work again. Oh, God, it felt so good, knowing that Jerry was gazing at me. I speeded up again as the demand from my pussy was quickly getting out of control.

My legs were wide open now with my back arching and my hips pushing up from the bed. My dildo would have felt great right then. It was in my case but it was too late for that. I stroked harder, faster, and the familiar feelings of an approaching orgasm started to spread. Harder, harder, now!

I was intensely aware of nothing but my body. The wonder that I was still so horny after two orgasms that day, lasted for only a mili-second.

In a growing frenzy I twisted my nipples, biting my lips from the pain/pleasure. My other hand worked feverishly, two fingers pushing inside me, my thumb on my engorged clit. My lust had built into the fierce, demanding hunger that sometimes takes control of me. I had even forgotten that I had an appreciative watcher..

As I continued twisting a nipple, pulling it out to double its normal size, my cunt was screaming to be filled by a cock or a dildo. I forced first three, then four fingers into my sopping opening, desperately seeking relief and my walls gripped my fingers frantically.

Then at last I quivered, trembled and screamed as yet another orgasm seized me.

As I lay in the afterglow, I suddenly felt weak and drained. When I opened my eyes Jerry held me in his arms and kissed me tenderly in a contrast to his powerful, macho fucking. I felt like a rag doll and relished the slightly tickling sensation as dollops of cum oozed slowly out from between my flushed pussy lips.

On impulse I reached down to gather some on my fingers, and smiled at Jerry as I massaged it into my breasts.

"They say that's good for the skin," I whispered. "Thank you for your contribution."

He smiled at me,

"Now then, tell me how you got your first lot of cum."

When I told him about my adventure on the plane, he chuckled,

"I'm going to have to keep an eye on you on this cruise."

"Don't be a spoilsport," I teased. "With all these men on the ship...who knows? I might even be able to get my pussy filled again for you."

"Sounds good..., just as long as you end with me each night."

"You can count on it," I said and kissed him.

We settled down for a nap and to my surprise we slept for nearly two hours.

After a quick shower, we hurriedly unpacked and enjoyed an afternoon sandwich in one of the bars. It was a warm, sunny summer day, just perfect for sailing and the sea breeze made conditions perfect. We decided to explore, and when we emerged on the upper sun deck, I knew that I my bikini would be needed. There were areas for sunbathing around the pool and even a small bar.

Dinner was delicious and as we ate we studied the various activities available on the cruise. When we saw that there was a dance every evening we decided to start off with that for our first night.

When dressing for the dance I showed Jerry a white cotton mini-dress with halter neck and low scooped back, because I thought that he would like running his hands over my bare back in close dancing. We were still naked after our shower and when I told him that I hadn't brought any panties or bras his cock showed distinct signs of life.

"Jill, you're wicked and I love it," he chuckled.

He stepped up to me, cradled a breast, and ran a finger along my slit,

"Ah, you're wet already, you naughty girl," he teased, as he gently finger-fucked me.

I let myself enjoy the delightful sensations for a minute or two, rubbing my pointed nipples against his hairy chest, before drawing away,

"Steady on, don't get me all worked up...we're going to be late for the dance," I protested reluctantly.

Dressing was easy - all I had to do was slip on my dress and my white, strappy, high-heeled sandals. A splash of floral scent and a few touches of eye shadow and lip-gloss and I was ready. It felt really sexy to be completely naked beneath the dress and I was looking forward to the evening. Jerry looked handsome in a dark blue shirt, cream pants and brown loafers.

Looking into the mirror, I ran a brush through my shoulder- length auburn hair, and noted that my blue eyes were sparkling with mischief and excitement. My nipples, still aroused after Jerry's attentions, poked through the dress. My spike heels weren't very comfortable for dancing, but they certainly tightened up the long legs which my short dress displayed.

The ballroom was fairly small for the number of people who had chosen to dance on the first night and the floor was packed with dancers. As the cruise was popular with the over-thirties, the music was mostly big band or slow romantic numbers.

The bar was busy and once when Jerry had gone for drinks, he was away longer than usual. When he eventually returned, I was surprised to see that he had another man with him. Jerry introduced us, explaining that Keith was on his own as his girlfriend had a bad headache and had gone to bed early. The two men had enjoyed each other's company as they waited to be served at the bar and Jerry had invited him to join us.

I immediately suspected that Jerry was up to something. I felt a definite sexual current as Keith and I shook hands. His warm, gentle grip lasted longer than necessary while his brown eyes searched mine. He was slimly built, over six feet tall, and his shock of unruly brown hair kept flopping across his eyes in an attractively, boyish manner. He had a calm, confidence about him and I wondered if he had been on the hunt in the absence of his girlfriend.

In our vacation mood, drinks were flowing nicely and soon the men were taking turns to dance with me. Jerry and I were getting pretty excited as he held me close. The slow sensuous music seemed to be inviting us to have sex. His hands on my bare back were always moving, making little circles, slipping down my spine to my ass and then back up again. As I drew him closer, I felt his erection pressing against my belly.

As was to be expected, most of the other couples were also in steamy embraces and were kissing, so when Jerry turned his face to mine, I offered my open lips eagerly and my tongue darted searchingly into his mouth. The vacation was going as sexily as I had hoped and I had been very fortunate in finding Jerry to be such a great lover.

I was floating on a cloud of desire. My body was responding totally to Jerry's closeness and caresses, sending tingle after tingle through my firm clit. We had almost stopped moving, with couples closely packed around us. As we kissed, Jerry's hand slowly slipped down to my ass. With my arms stretched around his neck my short dress was hitched up even higher. Hidden by the other dancers, his fingers slipped under the hem and onto one bare cheek.

My feet were parted as we made small dance movements and his fingers slowly pushed further until he had curved a finger around to the crease of my thigh and ass.

I trembled and tightened up instinctively. The secretions from my aroused pussy must have been trickling down my crack for I could feel that the tip of his finger was slippery as it probed gently. I relaxed and the sensations were delightful as he brushed my slick lips. We were still making a feeble pretence of dancing and as I pressed my hips against him it helped to squeeze his finger just inside my leaking pussy.

I had to break from the kiss to breathe. In my arousal, my heart was pounding wildly and I was gasping for air. I moaned softly against Jerry's chest.

Instinctively, I pressed forward a little to give him more access and for a few lovely moments he managed to stroke my G spot. Then the tune ended, and as people moved, we had to straighten up and behave. My legs were trembling as we walked back to the table.

Keith seemed to notice my excitement and the flush on my cheeks and upper breasts and his eyes widened with interest.

The evening continued and I noticed that while Jerry and I enjoyed dancing to the faster tunes, Keith was choosing the slow ones. As the evening wore on, he was holding me closer and tighter. I could feel the muscles in his thighs and then the distinct pressure of a hardon through his thin slacks. It was exciting, of course, to feel his desire, and I felt a fresh flow of moisture between my thighs.

I began to feel quite light-headed with the enchanting effects of it all; the drink, the warm balmy air; and a handsome stranger pressing his hard cock against my stomach. When Keith started to trace his fingers along the line of my naked upper spine, I gave a little shudder of pleasure and stroked his neck with my fingers.

Whenever we came in sight of our table, I glanced across to where Jerry was sitting watching us, and he waved happily. I had been about to stop Keith's ever-increasing stroking and groping, but since Jerry seemed to be all right with it I relaxed and decided to enjoy myself.

I wondered if he was considering whether Keith had found out that I was naked beneath the thin dress. In fact his exploring hands had already detected that I was not wearing panties or bra and after moving us further into the throng of dancers, he slipped the palm of his big hand between us and cradled one of my breasts.

As we moved very slowly to the rhythmic music, I parted my thighs and rubbed my crotch against Keith's hard thigh, and he, in turn, wriggled his hardon against me demandingly. His fingers flexed gently against the thrust of my aroused nipple, and before I knew it, we were kissing with open, greedy mouths.

When the music stopped suddenly, I drew away guiltily but my body, naked and tingling under the thin dress, felt on fire. Keith looked down at me questioningly and I hid behind my hair. I was aware that my cheeks were flushed and I was very conscious of my firm clit, and very moist pussy.

As Keith led me back to our table, I saw Jerry's eyes go to the prominent peaks of my nipples pushing through the tight dress. He looked at me searchingly but I avoided his gaze and sat down, expecting him to show some sign of jealousy. Instead, to my total surprise, he suggested that we call it a night, but invited Keith back to our cabin for a nightcap. Of course Keith readily accepted.

While we made our way to our cabin, I considered my options. It was clear that my suspicions about Jerry wanting to fix me up had been accurate. I suppose if I hadn't been so attracted to Keith, I might have objected. However, I was really aroused and raring to go and the fact that Jerry seemed keen on the idea was an additional attraction. It had been some time since I had enjoyed a threesome.

In the small cabin we drank from the mini-bar and chatted for a while. Keith was sitting beside me on the edge of the bed and Jerry, in the only armchair, seemed to be struggling to stay awake.

Then, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, Keith calmly slipped an arm around me and cupped my breast. Instinctively, I looked round to see Jerry's reaction but his eyes were closed as if he had fallen asleep.

When Keith drew me towards him, I resisted. But after another glance at my sleeping boyfriend, I began to weaken as my greedy body took over. I surrendered as our mouths met and his hand fondled my breast.

I had been sitting on the bed with my legs drawn up under me, and my dress had slipped high up my thighs. As Keith leaned into me, I had to straighten my legs for balance, and my legs parted. With our mouths and tongues still entwined, he eased me onto my back while one hand slipped smoothly up the inside of a thigh.

When his fingers touched my naked, swollen pussy lips, I was unable to stifle a loud groan. I glanced towards Jerry, certain that it would have wakened him, but he showed no reaction. I knew that I should put an end to this, but somehow in my mind I was shifting the responsibility to Jerry - why didn't he wake up and stop me? But at the same time I knew in my heart that he was probably only pretending to be asleep.

Fuck it - I thought. If Jerry wasn't bothered, why not have some fun?

Then suddenly my greedy body took over and made up my mind for me. I drew up my legs and allowed Keith to slide two fingers into my very willing and slippery pussy.

The situation seemed surreal, yet very erotic. The long, lean figure of Keith sprawled over me; my dress was now around my waist and I was writhing and gasping in response to his pumping fingers.

Calmly, he removed his hand from my pussy, sat up, and slid his trousers and shoes off. I kept expecting Jerry to intervene at any minute. Was he really asleep? If so, should I be feeling guilty?

Just then Keith pushed my dress around my neck and the balmy sea air from the open window felt wonderful on my naked flesh. All rational thoughts were overwhelmed by the sheer eroticism of the situation.

A jolt of pleasure shot through me, as Keith's fingertips caressed my straining nipples. I gave a deep sigh of submission and reached for his quivering cock. The head was glistening with pre-cum and I only had time to give the thick stalk of hot flesh a few strokes before he gently slid it from my eager grip and moved over me, sliding between my raised legs.

With one smooth movement, he buried his hard cock deep inside me. I stifled a groan of pleasure as he filled me and he started a slow rhythmic movement, fucking me steadily. Despite the pleasure I was receiving, I felt compelled to open my eyes every few seconds to check on Jerry.

Keith started slowly and then his rhythm grew faster, his strokes harder and deeper. Finally, I abandoned myself to him completely. Wrapping my legs around his thighs, I arched my back to meet his thrusts and grabbed his firm ass to pull him even deeper inside me.

Then Keith shuddered and convulsed. He held me fully impaled and I felt him spurting warmly against the roof of my pussy, filling me with his semen. We lay still for a moment or two, in total silence, our bodies still linked.

Jerry still appeared to be asleep and I suddenly worried that he might not have set this up after all. In that case I had to marvel at Keith's nerve in calmly fucking the girlfriend of a man who sat only several feet. Without a word, as if wanting to avoid wakening Jerry, he quietly pulled on his clothes. With only a parting smile he slipped out of the cabin.

Jerry's eyes were still closed and I marvelled at the bizarre nature of what had happened. I hadn't cum and was extremely horny. When I instinctively reached for my pussy I suddenly remembered that it was full of Keith's cum. In theory Jerry should enjoy that but would he be annoyed at me for letting Keith fuck me?

By now I was totally confused as to whether or not I should let Jerry know what had happened. I started to get up to go to the bathroom to wash when Jerry startled me by suddenly raising his head. Then he was across to the bed in a few strides. I gazed up at him, unsure of what I should say.

"Was that good Jill?" He asked.

Damn...he had arranged it after all. No wonder Keith had been so relaxed.

I laughed,

"You bastard! You planned that didn't you? You told him he could fuck me?"

"That's right. And of course I was awake," he chuckled. "You looked like you were enjoying it as I knew you would."

"Not half as good as with you, stud," I grinned. Now it's your turn. And there's some nice fresh cum to splash your cock in."

Jerry eagerly undressed and climbed onto the bed, his cock stiff and swaying as he pushed me back and started nuzzling my breasts. As previously, he took his time. He sucked hard on a nipple for a minute or two, causing me to writhe with frustration as my clit pulsed with pleasure. My hands toyed with his hair as he sucked greedily and then his hand slipped down between my legs.

After running them through the sticky tangled mass of my brown bush for a while, his three fingers eagerly stirred the slushy contents of my pussy. I saw him look down as creamy blobs still not diluted by my juices, plopped out of my tingling pussy.

When he moved his mouth across to my other breast, his fingers gently massaged the abandoned nipple, keeping it tight between two of his fingers. I moaned as my breasts swelled and palpitated under his touches, while his other fingers were still reaming my sloppy pussy. The slow progress of his teasing was exquisite as well as being frustrating, and my hips started a slow, demanding circle against his hand.

The fact that I still hadn't cum since Keith got me on the brink, was driving me mad and I began to tremble and moan plaintively.

Eventually his lips trailed their way down my body, until he was kissing the inside of one thigh, while his fingers were still in my pussy. Still taking his time Jerry slowly withdrew his fingers and ran them just inside the outer fold of my lips up and down in slow strokes. He massaged the mixture of cum and my fresh arousal juices into the warm flesh, through the fine brown hairs plastered with stickiness.

I wanted to scream with frustration but it was worth the wait to finally feel him circle his thumb around my firm clit. He combined the rhythmic action with the thrusting of three fingers back into my sodden opening and I came at last. My body convulsed with spasms of delight as the fourth orgasm of a wonderful day blasted through me.

As the pleasure washed over me, I had to pull his hand away from my now hypersensitive clit as the nerve-ends fluttered and sparked signals through my entire body. I covered it with my hand and rocked from side to side as the last vestiges of my intense orgasm ebbed away.

Jerry lay beside me stroking damp tendrils of hair from my face and kissing me gently once again. He separated my legs with his and I could feel his hardness probing against me, before he slid in his cock. He slowly pushed deeper and deeper into me, easily stretching my slick, slimy passage, filling me to the brim. I lay back, greedily enjoying my fourth fuck of the day, and my squelching pussy was enjoying every second of it.

I wrapped my legs above his hips tilting my pelvis to meet his thrusts. I could feel the slippery contents of my well-used pussy running down the cleft of my buttocks, and the sweat on Jerry's face glistened as a few drops landed on my breasts.

As a reward for the excellent orgasm he had given me, I encouraged him by hissing in his ear,

"Oh Jerry...that's great; fuck me harder; harder...fuck me harder."

He quickened his rhythm, making me jerk and gasp with each jabbing motion and I dug my nails reflexively into the firm flesh of his pounding buttocks. Then he started to lose his rhythm and his body was seized with spasms and twitches as his cock exploded. I felt it swell and throb just before the usual wave of warmth hit my cervix.

After he rolled off me, I remained cuddled into him with my head on his shoulder for a few minutes before realizing that he was asleep; really asleep this time.

I lay awake for a while reflecting on the day's events. The sheet under me was damp with sweat and cum, but the window was open and the warm night breeze was pleasant on my skin.

What an amazing day it had been a wonderful start to my cruise. I had a strong feeling that more sexual adventures lay ahead.

We spent the following day in a relaxed way - lounging in the sun or swimming as well as enjoying the excellent food. Inevitably of course, the lack of activity let my mind dwell on erotic thoughts. I'm always turned on by the warmth of the sun on my pussy and as I lay in my bikini with my legs spread I felt a lovely glow of sensuality spread through me. With my eyes hidden behind my sunglasses I was able to admire the bulges in the men's tight speedos around the pool.

After dinner we watched a show instead of going to the dance. When the last singer came on, Jerry didn't like her. He headed for the bar and I said I would catch up with him.

When I went in he was sitting in a corner talking to another man. But when he saw me, he got up and hurried over to join me. We sat down and had an enjoyable time drinking and exchanging stories.

When we finished drinking we took an elevator to the upper deck. It was still warm, the sea was calm and the sky was bright with stars. It was late evening and there was no one else around the part we were on. It was an enchanting moment and as we kissed I became very horny.

Inevitably, Jerry had an idea,

"Why don't we find a quiet spot and enjoy a fuck in the open?" He whispered.

Of course I agreed enthusiastically. Sex in public places was one of my favourite things.

We walked slowly looking around for a suitable spot and Jerry spotted an area behind a lifeboat, which was shielded from the deck lights.

"I've thought of some role play to make this even better," Jerry told me. "How about me slipping down to our cabin and getting the cuffs and blindfold...that would make it even more exciting."

I had often told Jerry about how I enjoyed light bondage role-play and I had brought the gear with me.

Before I had time to reply, he was dashing off,

"Back in a moment," he called.

My heart was pounding as I waited - but he wasn't away for long. Excitedly we squeezed into the space between the lifeboat and the ship's rails. Jerry looped the furry cuffs around a retaining rope on the lifeboat and put them on my wrists with my hand above my head as I faced him.

I was naked under my white, button-up dress and as a light breeze penetrated the thin cotton I relished the coolness on my body. My nipples, already stiff with anticipation, tingled delightfully as the material brushed against them.

Jerry secured the soft blindfold to my head and I was in darkness. In the excitement I hadn't wondered why we needed me to be blindfolded. But now he explained,

"We'll play that game you like where you are left alone for a while and you wait for your lover, feeling vulnerable and available."

When I told him that I wasn't sure that was a good idea in such a public place, he assured me that I was out of sight behind the boat,

"Don't worry, I won't be far away and I can keep an eye on you."

He gave me a quick kiss and couldn't resist the temptation to pull up my dress and stroke between the sticky lips of my pussy. I gave a little shudder of delight and then I heard him move away. I was still dubious about the plan but I had to admit that I had become very aroused by my helplessness as he had expected. He knew all my weaknesses from our long online exchanges.

Time seemed to stand still and it seemed ages until I heard footsteps approach. They stopped and then came towards me. I had explained in our online chats that I played that game, my rule was that no one would speak, in order to maintain the fantasy.

My heart was racing, and I gasped as hands touched me. Slowly they moved over my tingling body in caressing circles, seeking and exploring the contours, naked beneath the flimsy dress. They paused at my breasts, tweaking the raised nipples rather roughly, bringing a groan from me.

Maddeningly slowly, one button after another of my dress was undone. When it fell open I shivered as the night air wafted over my warm naked skin.

Hands moved gently down my body. One caressed my belly, fingers brushing my mound, while the other reached down and gently came to rest between my parted legs. My stomach lurched with lust when a finger pushed between my thighs to find my wetness.

His touch was exquisite. He used just enough firmness to caress my clit to full arousal, spreading my juices over my swelling lips. As he leant into me, his shirt brushed my aroused nipples and I gave a stifled moan. I could feel the bulge of his erection against my belly.

Despite my rule about not speaking, I heard myself mutter,

"Oh Jerry...this is wonderful."

There was no response as I felt his hand between us fumbling to undo his flies. I pressed forward invitingly against him as far as my wrists cuffed above my head allowed.

When his warm cock nudged gently at my wet pussy, he gently teased me a few times by slipping the head just inside and then out again. I wanted him badly and kept pushing back to try to get him inside my pussy but he resisted . Finally, with one fierce thrust a big, hard cock slid deeply into me.

I groaned louder than I wanted to in this public setting. God, he was really big and hard tonight; the situation, must have been very arousing for him. His hands grabbed my hips and he began fucking me with long vigorous strokes.

To my ears, the wet sounds of our fucking sounded very loud in the otherwise silent night, and I tried to stifle the soft moans he was wringing from me. He was really in great form tonight.

As he began to quicken his pace, I began churning my hips against his belly, pushing away from the boat behind me to meet his thrusts. I arched my back and moved my legs wider apart, opening myself up to him. He groaned, the first sound he had made.

His hands were no longer needed on my hips, thanks to my enthusiastic efforts and they moved. One cupped a breast and the other found my clit.

The excitement of the public fucking was in itself highly arousing, but with the addition of the skilled treatment I was getting, I was heading for my climax much faster than usual. The signals spread through my groin and my head swam with delight.

In his excitement he leant forward to lick my neck like an animal. Despite my arousal, I recognised the smell of cigarette smoke from his hair as it brushed my face.

What the fuck? Neither Jerry nor I smoked and this guy reeked strongly from smoking. It wasn't Jerry!

But even as my head spun with shock it was too late to halt my onrushing orgasm. I was totally helpless as whoever it was made one last series of violent lunges and a hot burst of his spunk flooded my pussy.

The deck seemed to be swaying under my feet as every sexual nerve in my body exploded. The sudden realisation that I had just been fucked senseless by a stranger, seemed to give a bizarre, additional edge to my ecstasy. In my convulsions, my cunt gratefully clenched on his cock. I could hear the guttural sounds of pleasure I was making, even as I was filled with dismay.

I was reeling mentally as well as physically from the combination of a powerful orgasm and disbelief at what had happened. I wanted to say something but what? To ask if it was Jerry was pointless as I already knew the answer.

The cock had been withdrawn and I could feel no contact with his body. I hadn't heard any footsteps moving away. Was he still there?

Finally I forced myself to speak,

"Are you still there?"

There was only silence and I began to panic. Who had fucked me and were there more ready to take me?

When the waves of pleasure stopped rippling through my body, my legs had weakened. As my knees bent and I dangled on my cuffed wrists, I felt one wrist come free and I almost fell to the deck.

After a fumble with trembling fingers, I managed to free the cuffs from the rope. Hurriedly I undid my blindfold as if expecting to see someone standing there - but of course he had gone.

It was unlikely that the cuff could have unlocked by accident so I could only assume that the man had undone it before he left.

What on earth was going on?

I buttoned up my dress and stood there, propped against the rail. Feeling the slow dribble of semen down my inner thighs, I tried to come to terms with what had happened. Then I heard footsteps approaching.

A figure appeared from the other side of the big lifeboat. The only illumination was from starlight as I peered to see who it was. Then his voice rang out, cheerfully,

"Sorry I took so long, Jill...oh, you've taken off the blindfold and cuffs. How did you manage that? Are you all right?"

I stared at him as I felt suspicion rising in my mind. He had been far too long for any reason to have delayed him. Also he didn't look too surprised at my being free of the restraints.

There was a long silence as I studied his face and became increasingly convinced that he had arranged another of his little tricks. It might have been the man he was chatting to in the bar that he had used for his game.

My mind raced as my anger faded. After all I had enjoyed the sex. My thoughts turned to ideas of revenge. I am always a very quick thinker in emergencies. Perhaps I could turn the tables on him. If I made up a story what would his reaction be? Suppose I made it seem that his stooge had behaved differently to what he had planned?

Breathing deeply to calm myself, I smoothed down my hair,

" Well, you'll never believe what happened to me."

A flicker of a grin appeared in his eyes as he no doubt waited for me to gasp out my astonishment at seeing him just arrive after what had happened to me. Trying to appear guilty, I continued,

"It was amazing... a young man found me... I don't know how. Obviously he was very surprised and concerned until I explained that it was just a sex game."

Instead of just expressing concern about my embarrassment, Jerry was unable to control his genuine surprise at my news being so totally different to what he would have been expecting. His mouth dropped open.

"But that's not all... I'm afraid we got carried away with the situation and I let him fuck me...sorry, Jerry."

I took his wrist and pulled his hand under my dress,

"Here... feel how I'm oozing his cum."

For once, Jerry seemed lost for words as his fingers probed into my leaking slit. He would be happy to enjoy his fetish of fucking a well-used cunt but would be wondering what had changed in his plan. Finally he muttered,

"So...so you enjoyed it?"

Watching closely for his reaction, I went on,

"Oh yes, Jerry, I don't want you to feel jealous but he was terrific and had a huge cock. In fact he wanted to see me again but I said I would have to ask you."

Jerry was now looking puzzled but would be more interested in a fuck. He put his arm around my shoulder,

"Ah well, let's get to bed and we can talk about it," he muttered.

I smiled inwardly as I wondered what would happen when he checked with the man who had fucked me. Whose story would he believe?

Either way, I suspected that before the cruise ended there would be further developments involving the guy - and not only with him!

THE END

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