More than a Galentine's cruise

We had been on the cruise for four days. It originally started out a Galentines trip, just me and my bestie, but then two guys from work heard about the deal and they wanted in. Unfortunately all cabins were booked, but they were persistent, so we decided to all share a room. No big deal. The only thing with sharing 4 to a room is lack of privacy. The first couple of days were fine, we fell in to a sort of rhythm. But the more we drank over the few days, the more we all flirted. The sun, the booze and the minimal clothing provided the perfect environment to "make connections." Tyler was a male nurse where I worked, not too buff, not too soft...a fit dad bod without being a dad. I'm a tall brunette with a handful in the chest department and curves for days. We had been giggling, flirting and eyeing each other up from the minute we stripped down to our suits on the ship. It was a fine dance because Tyler was actually more friendly with the girl friend I was with. Neither of us wanted to step on any toes, so we kept it rated G. As I watched him flirt with other girls on the ship, I began to think that this was more one sided than I thought. Anyway, I had been getting more and more horny as the cruise went on and I had not been able to find release. With four people to a room, you were never guaranteed a minutes privacy.

So on the fourth day we were all settled by the pool, fresh drinks in hand, when a wave of arousal came over me. I hadn't realized it but I was rubbing my legs together. "That's it," I thought, "I need to take care of this or lines are going to be crossed." So what else is a girl to do, but fake a headache. I told my companions I was going to lay down for a little bit in hopes that it would go away and I would join them later. They all showed concern, but were enjoying themselves too much to really care. So off I went to the room, hoping that my fake headache would guarantee me an hour or so of me-time.

The second I entered the room, I was practically giddy for what was to come. I didn't even take off my bikini, just jumped in to bed. The A/C had been left on, so I pulled the blankets over me. Before the blankets even settles on to my sun warmed skin, my hands were pinching my nipples. While one stayed busy up top, my other hand slid down my stomach and under the waistband of my bikini bottoms. My legs spread wide, I began to play with myself. I hadn't had release in over a week so I wanted to make this last. I was alone, just me and my very capable hands. At first, I went slow, i had time. Stroking up and down, with my left hand I grabbed my left tit and squeezed my nipple. That's when Tyler's face popped in to my head. A rush of excitement came over me. I imagined him above me, watching me play with myself, becoming aroused. My fingers started to speed up. Circle after circle, around my clit. My left hand moved down to help. I was getting closer, still with the picture of his eyes staring deep into mine, my legs couldn't spread any wider if I tried....when I heard the keycard in the door.

I panicked and rolled on to my side, pretending to be asleep. I didn't know who came in, but heard them go in the bathroom. I had been so close, still was so close. I needed sweet release. On my side, with my back to the door I began to play with myself again. I needed to finish, to reach bliss. I didn't want to be too obvious so I was moving slow and trying to control my breathing. It was almost like I was teasing myself. At some point, I was so focused on myself I hadn't heard the bathroom door open. My eyes clenched shut, I didn't care anymore who was in the room, I was almost there. I stroked myself faster. That's when I felt the lips on my neck. I felt the sheets pulled up and someone slid in the bed behind me. I was so close, I didn't care who it was. Just before I was going to cum his hand reached around me and grabbed the hand that was at work in my bikini. He kissed my neck again and then my shoulder. I let out a sigh like it was a relief someone was there to help me. I felt his fingers find my wetness. At first he used his whole palm to massage me. Slowly, softly. Then he began to quicken, slipping a finger in my pussy. I reached my hand back and grabbed the back of his hair. He nibbled my ear. It was too much, I was just about to cum and he stopped. My eyes flew open "no, please." "Shhh" he said.

He removed his hand from my pussy and deftly untied the string that held my bottoms on. He raised himself up and rolled me on to my back. He straddled me and looked me deep in the eyes. Just like in my fantasy. His blue eyes connected with mine and my breath was taken. "Shhh" he said again. He kissed me softly on the lips. It was like a dance we rehearsed a hundred times. He took my hands from the side of his face, interlaced our fingers and stretched them over my head. He continued to kiss his way down my body. First along my jaw line, then my neck. Slowly he maneuvered his was to my chest, sharing time sucking each nipple. I could do nothing but lay there, in bliss. He continued to slither down to my stomach with a soft nibble at my belly button. Our hands unclasped and he had one on each breast. When he got to my pussy he didn't go near it, but he kissed around it. Down one thigh, back up the other side. I was complete jelly except for my hands gripping the sheets, my toes curled. He release my breasts and put one hand on each thigh. He looked up at me again and then lowered his mouth on to my pussy. Immediately, I arched my back. I had never expected this to happen. I couldn't control what I was feeling. He pushed my legs farther apart. I was completely open to his will. he would play with my clit and then move around and continuously come back. I had been so close...I was about to cum at any moment. I was more of a clit person, and it was like he knew. He inserted a finger in to my wetness and started to finger me when all of a sudden he latched down and sucked on my clit. The two sensations together did the trick. I yelped. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed it deeper into me. I didn't want the wave of pleasure to end. Even after my orgasm had finished he continued to lap up my juices. I lay there in complete exhaustion and bliss. He crawled up my body, lowered the weight of himself on to me and softly whispered in my ear "Happy Valentine's Day." And with that he slid out of bed and left the room. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. I rolled over on my side and for real this time, fell asleep.