Cruisin' seas (closed to fnchristie81)

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Mirriam was approaching another orgasm as she'd already cum once, combined with the highly sexual nature of the situation. She reached over to finger Sloane's clit, and discovered that Jarrod's cock wasn't in the blonde's vagina. Mirriam slipped her first two fingers into the empty orifice, her thumb playing along the hard nub. She dropped her legs and wrapped both of them around Bill, using her heals to encourage him to keep going, her hips rising to meet his thrusts. Mirriam used her now-freed arm to pull their new female friend over and almost of top of herself to begin kissing her.

As they did, Bill's breathing became more ragged and his thrusts mire forceful and erotic. The two women found it had to keep kissing.

"I think our stud is getting ready to cum, baby," Mirriam panted to her husband. "Are you ready for another man to cum inside your wife and turned her into a dirty slut?" It was another situation that they'd role-played in the past, but not that Mirriam had ever thought she could go through with. Now that she was actually fucking someone other than her husband, the thought of another man rutting in her and sending his load deep inside her was thrilling.

 

[KingCorto]

Blood rushed to his head and to his cock at equal amounts as Jarrod felt his wife’s finger slide into Sloane’s available hole. He felt the back of it, as it curled inside the blonde, pressed up on his shaft and making the delightfully tight ass even tighter around him. He hammered into her hard and fast, grunting, while watching Bill by his side, pumping into Miriam, gurgling, holding onto her buttocks and the curled-up sheets below.

Then the women kissed, deep, rubbing their tits on one another, making Jarrod’s cock make another throb, reaching unimaginable girth. He saw how Bill was holding on for dear life, and in his wife’s eyes he also saw another orgasm forming. Sloane’s ass was spasming on his shaft, she was shivering up and down between him and his wife’s playful finger. And himself, he was gonna fill the blonde’s ass with cum any second. They were all set to orgasm right now.

And as his wife asked her naughty question, as she had before, alone in bed, to make them both cum hard right after, he could only whimper his “Yes, yes!” It was as much a confirmation to Miriam as it was his own lust overpowering him, and with that, he exploded into the pornstar-hot blondes’ ass, as it convoluted him in its own massive orgasm, pumping hard around him, screaming into Miriam’s mouth. And then it was Bill and Miriam’s turn.

 

[fnchristie81]

As the blonde vocally and physically made her orgasm known, Jarrod also was obvious that he was losing his load in the bowels of their female companion. Mirriam squeezed and twisted the nipple most available to her, making Sloane's body shake even more and her to cry out again on pleasure. The blonde collapsed on top of her, pulling off Jarrod's cock with an audible squelch and leaving her trembling with frequent aftershocks.

Mirriam turned her attention more towards herself and Bill. Bill also was trying his best, it seemed, to time his orgasm with Mirriam's. Her hand left Sloane's surgically-enhanced breast and started playing with her own clit. Her fingers caught the ring, the clit sliding beneath her fingers until the ring caught and provided a mix of pain and pleasure.

"You heard him," Mirriam panted to her partner. Put your cum so deep inside me that I'm leaking it the rest of the day." Mirriam was just about to go over the edge when Sloane repeated Mirriam' s abuse of her nipple on Mirriam. She felt her eyes roll back in her head even as her Pusey began to spasm around Bill's penetrating member.

 

[KingCorto]

On his knees behind Sloane, holding onto his glistering cock now receding, Jarrod watched in awe and disbelief as his wife’s legs squeezed hard around the man with which they’d exchanged no more than 10 words, and came hard, pushing up on him while Sloane was pinching and pulling on her nipples. The Bill couldn’t hold out any longer. With a loud snarl and a series of deep grunts, he punched into her, remained, shaking hard, his cock deep in her pussy. And he unloaded, again and again, until streams of slippery cum squirted out of her, along the sides of his tight fitted shaft.

Then Bill fell forward, onto Miriam and halfway Sloane, panting and heaving hard. Jarrod grinned. His cock hardening again from the sheer sexuality of the scene. As Bill rolled off and to the side, leaving Miriam on her back, exposed with her legs parted with cum flowing out of her, Jarrod reached out and tickled her clit and piercing. “You did so well,” he smiled crookedly, “I think you completely emptied your new friend there,” looking at Bill, the back at her, “this cruise is gonna make new people of us, don’t you think?”

Then he looked at Sloane, still with her ass high on the bed towards him, flowing over too, with his warm semen. He tickled her clit too and received a twitching response.

“Now I think it’s time to check out the service on board, don’t you? This session here has brought on quite the appetite.”

 

[fnchristie81]

Mirriam looked at Jarrod half in amazement, half incredulously. He was already starting to get hard again, plus was talking about heading out to get something to eat. Meanwhile, the three others were still puddles of jello.

Sloane was the first two move. Gingerly sliding back off the bed, she carefully pulled her skimpy bottoms back on. Her tits she left hanging out of the top, and Miriam was again struck with jealousy over the humongous cleavage she had. The buxom blonde leaned over and kissed Mirriam again, then did the same to Jarrod before again telling them her room number for later.

"I'd love a repeat of this," she winked at the couple. Then she looked down at Bill, who was beginning to stir at her movement and conversation. "That goes for you, too," she told him. Just show up any time; I'd love a go at that thing." With that, she sashayed her way out of the room, albeit with a slight tentativity due to her rear still being tender.

Bill also slowly got to his feet. "Thanks for that," he rasped. He pulled his shorts back on, then slowly leaned back over Mirriam before grasping her breast again, then kissing her breastbone between them. "I hope to see you again before the week is out," he smiled at her. With a nod and handshake to Jarrod, he also left.

Mirriam was left with Bill's cum leaking out of her, down over the jewel sticking out of her rectum. She made no effort to move other than reaching down to feel her puffy lower lips. "God, it feels like I'm a cavern down there," she half laughed, embarrassed by what she'd done and the admission she'd just made. She looked at Jarrod with a degree of worry. "You're not mad," she asked, her hand swirling around in the stranger's spunk.

 

[KingCorto]

At the sound of the click in the door as their last visitor vacated, it was like a strain left Jarrod, crumbling him at his knees. But he kept afloat, as he supposed was proper to say on the high seas, looking at his thoroughly fucked wife.

“Insane, maybe,” he responded, “but I’m not mad.”

Jarrod looked down his own frame, his cock bobbing, smeared in Sloane, far up his torso, down to his knees. And Miriam was no better, sweat and juices from both Bill and Sloane all over her, mixed up with her own. Jarrod reached out and took his wife’s hand gently, “Come,” he said.

He led her to the huge bathroom and into the shower, which was behind a wall, with adjustable sprinklers along the wall and in the ceiling. He turned on the middle one, then brought her under, followed, pulled her close in his arms, then kissed her, just getting the hint of taste of Sloane before the water washed it away. Then he filled his hands with soap from the dispenser to their side, and started to wash her, slowly and gently, hand on her buttocks, hips, tummy, and rising to her tits.

“Do you think this cruise is like this every day, or was this some sort of special occasion?”

 

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Mirriam allowed herself to be pulled upright, then followed behind her husband on shaky legs. He started a shower, then relaxingly washed her. He was gentle down below, but made sure to wash every nook and cranny-presumably to wash away every last bit of her sexual partner. Still, he'd said her wasn't mad...

Then Jarrod's hands came up to wash her tits. She arched her back and reached her arms up and behind his neck, pulling him on top her back while also lifting her breasts and pushing them into his hands.

"Do you think this cruise is like this every day, or was this some sort of special occasion?"

She felt his manhood standing at attention in the small of her back, and knew he was thinking of the other women he'd seen acting lewdly. She had the impression he would appreciate it if she were to act like that as well if the opportunity were to continue presenting itself. To her suprise, she was rather turned on by the idea of acting like that as well.

"I have no idea," she answered honestly. "Maybe it's just that deck, or maybe it wasn't supposed to happen at all and everyone has since gotten busted." She turned around and pushed her tits into his stomach, grinding her stomach against the erection between them. "Why, were you looking forward to seeing some more hussies in action?" she asked playfully, kissing him lightly but sensuously. "Maybe even seeing your wife act like that?" She reached down and stroked him teasingly a few times before turning once more to rinse off her slippery tits.

Smiling at Jarrod devilishly over her shoulder, Mirriam stepped out of the shower and quickly dried off before wrapping herself in a towel. She left the bathroom and began to rummage through her luggage, looking for the sexy tank top and pleated wrap skirt
she'd packed. Hurriedly, she threw them on and was brushing her hair when Jarrod walked out of the bathroom. Turning, she gave him a glimpse up her skirt at her uncovered mound before kissing g him and telling him to hurry, because she was hungry.

 

[KingCorto]

After watching his wife’s seductive and tight body leaving the bathroom, Jarrod took time to wash himself thoroughly, then dried himself down, and put on just a drop of cologne. Miriam’d be taking some time to pick from her substantial wardrobe, much of which he’d never seen, and he’d be much quicker, having a slimmer, yet, he thought, very nice selection to pick from. He was certain he had something for the evening.

Walking out naked and clean, he saw her in the new top and the new skirt, and admittedly, he liked it very much. Before his inner eye, he saw her in compromising situations around the ship, it was easy access, and, as she made sure to show him, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She was already telling him to hurry, something he certainly didn’t mind, realizing he was starving, too. It was a few hours since boarding now, and, well, it hadn’t been that ‘chill in the room for a bit, then grab a bite while exploring’ opening he’d been expecting for the vacation. Admittedly, there had been exploring.

He put on his short sleeve white linen shirt, buttoned it to mid chest, and pulled on a pair of feather light blue pants, also linen. Unlike his wife, he did put on something under, a pair of tight black boxers, but that was only because the pants would gnaw into him if not, especially if he had an erection, which he already had.

Seeing no need to linger, they were both hungry, and, seemingly, Miriam was poised to be a bad girl again pretty soon, and as Jarrod saw it, that was something he surprisingly wanted to see where led. Who knows, he thought, maybe this is exactly what we’ve been needing, for this cruise anyway. Jarrod decided not to think about anything after. This was here and now.

Gallantly curving his elbow and giving Miriam a strong arm on which to hold on, he pulled her to him, bent down and gave her a firm kiss on her lips, opening the door with his free hand. “The ship is ours, my lady, and food wise, they have it all, so what will be our fancy? They have sushi, Indian, Mediterranean, and anything else we might fancy from any part of the globe.”

 

[fnchristie81]

Mirriam was banking on the ship being an ultra-relaxed atmosphere, but wasn't sure if the sexual atmosphere was permeating the whole cruise, just parts, or if the situation they'd walked into was just a chance occasion. If it were the whole ship, she could easily adjust and be accommodating. If it were the others, she'd still be suitably dressed for a casual dinner as well as enticing her husband.

As Jarrod leaned down to kiss her, she pressed her body tightly against his, her hand snaking down to tease him a little bit harder. Even though until today she'd been monogamous since getting married, she had had one or two bigger guys before getting married, but mostly far smaller. If the sexual nature was throughout the ship, she wanted him primed and ready and already accentuating one of his most enticing attributes.

As he broke the kiss, her offered her this arm. She accepted, pressing her breast tightly against it, and walked beside him through the hallway.

 

[KingCorto]

It was quiet outside now. Passing the ‘Free Deck’ that they’d visited before, they now found it dark and deserted. A low pulse struck out from his crotch, where Miriam had just touched him. We’ll see how this night transpires, Jarrod thought. At this moment, he really had no idea at all how it would go. But he was sure that in case their encounter with Sloane and Bill turned out to be a one-time fluke, he’d just have to eat, then bring his wife back to the suite and have her there. This was one scenario; among many he could vaguely imagine.

Feeling Miriam cling to his arm, her breast against his arm, bobbing under the revealing top, Jarrod led the way, one floor down, by the main stairs, and out onto a large outdoor deck. This was the entryway to the dining and dancing area, if he remembered correctly from the map he’d seen on the wall and should be filled with temptations for their pallets.

And it was correct. Along the isle the walked down popped up one small dining bar after the other, inviting lights leading into them, and sounds of chill music coming out. He looked around. ‘Chaude Tapas Bar’, right by their side. He scanned inside, and there he saw them; the two athletes that had shown an interest out on the deck earlier, before they’d left with Sloane and Bill. They were nipping drinks at the bar, looking at people.

Jarrod nodded towards the tapas place, angling Miriam’s eyes towards it, “How about this? We can get a platter and a good view?”

 

[fnchristie81]

Even though he'd been reassuring in their room earlier, Mirriam made sure to show her affection for her husband by holding his arm tightly and pressing herself against him at every opportunity while navigating their way through the ship. The decks were mostly empty by now, at least until they reached the food area.

Here, everyone was in some semblance of clothed. The guys all had shirts on, although probably about half had them unbuttoned. The woman all had on tops, even if it were just a bikini top or coverup that didn't do much to hide the fact that there was very little too nothing beneath. Most of the people were attractive, although there were definitely a few who had not taken care of themselves as the years passed.

What caught Mirriam's attention though was then smells-all minds of foods mixing together in a heavenly aroma that reminded her that she was here for food first. Jarrod also seemed to have that on his mind, because he directed her almost immediately to one of the closest food spots. It wasn't until they had progressed a few steps that the words "good view" took root as she caught sight of the two guys that had been behind them while boarding...

 

[KingCorto]

Service was swift and accommodating. It wasn’t long before the couple was seated, a high round table for two with barstools. The seating was at the exterior, at the big open glass entrance to the bar, and the inner restaurant behind. The smells pierced Jarrod’s nostrils, glad to be sitting as they amplified his hunger to make him dizzy. Ordering a pitcher of the house white wine, he opened the menu between them on the table, and caught eye of the tapas platters to share at the top. Just getting the attention of the smiling waitress before she turned to leave, he ordered a big one of those, she winked back, “Sure thing, sailor.” Jarrod nodded, then looked at Miriam with a crocked smile, “And if we want anything else, we’ll get that too!”

Leaning back on the stool, Jarrod scanned the scene, his wife first, then the surroundings. She was sexier than he could ever remember, in her hot outfit that could so easily be ripped off her. What had just transpired on their bed influenced his sentiments too, of course. And not least the chance that it might happen again, where they sat, even. The people around them were nice to look at too. There was nothing transpiring like at the deck earlier, but they were very attractive. Jarrod felt a tingle looking at them, wondering what they would be up to doing. The waitress, for instance, not like Sloane at all, much more like Miriam, slim and straight but with delicate curves, perky breasts and dressed as a sort of sailor, a blue fold skirt under a with blouse and a small hat with an anchor. All the staff were themed like that, he noticed.

From where he sat, Jarrod couldn’t see the two athletes at the bar, but he knew that Miriam could, she would be facing pretty much towards them, able to have a look. He’d sat where he did on purpose, for her to see, and for them to see her. They’d showed an interest earlier, and for some reason, in the world they’d entered a few hours ago, the thought of that excited him.

 

[fnchristie81]

Mirriam kept the two cute, fit guys from earlier in her peripheral vision as she scanned the crowd. Both of them were apparently crowd watching as well, not overly focused on their food, and frequently pointing out something or someone in the dining area to each other. She could feel a definite attraction to either as well as both of them. She unconsciously sat straighter, the action serving to push her chest out a bit more.

There were plenty of other hotties to check out too. A brainless girl-next-door-type wearing a guy's white tank top and daisy dukes; a self-assured but not cocky gentleman with salt-and-pepper hair that Mirriam would have sworn to be a business executive of some sort; the couple that were casually grinding themselves against each other as they stood at the side of their table and ate-he freakishly tall, she not much taller than Mirriam but with straight brown hair that extended past her buttocks; and many others.

The events of earlier had Mirriam's mind aflutter with gauging most of the people she saw: what would they act like at the moment of copulation? what were they hiding under the clothes that concealed the most? were they moaners, screamers, or silent cummers? what would they look like from a vantage point of Mirriam's face between their legs?

Mirriam's line of thought-combined with the skimpy clothing she and others were wearing and the near exposures-had her beginning to squirm in her seat.

 

[KingCorto]

The pitcher arrived, their glasses filled, Jarrod lifted his and looked at his wife, catching her eyes as they swirled across the scene. Toasting her, and giving her a smile, he took a sip, felt the welcoming liquid on his tongue, filling his pallet. He couldn’t see what was on her mind, only that she, like him, was curiously absorbing the atmosphere, probably tingling like him, trying to imagine all that could transpire. Thus far, Jarrod had seen nothing like the deck earlier, granted, there was intimacy, and there was a lot of skin, but he wasn’t sure it was beyond what would be expected, on a cruise of any kind.

Their tapas arrived quickly too. And the taste of the salt from the first bite energized him. He came back awake, in a way, all the energy spent flooding back in, he gave out a little sigh. And it was at the same time he saw the couple, the tall guy with the girl with the incredibly long hair. He’d barely noticing them; kissing and cuddling like a couple mad in love. But now it was going further. The girl was kissing him all over his open shirt chest, and then with a swift move, her hand was down his pants and she pulled him out, started to rub back and forth on him hard, looking up at him with a wicked grin, and they kissed.

So, this is how it is, Jarrod thought, feeling a rush of adrenaline and a throb under his pants. He looked around, at Miriam, wondering if she’d seen. One thing was certain; the two athletes were looking at her now, and Jarrod found excitement in the fact.

 

[fnchristie81]

As their drinks and food arrived, the atmosphere on the deck seemed to change in an instant. It seemed many of these people had been on the deck long enough to consume their meals all ready, and were ready to make dessert of the pond of flesh surrounding them. In a moment, she saw three couples remove a body part from once another's clothing-a pair of breasts over there, a skirt was pulled up over here, a pair of swimming trunks pulled down over there.

Miriam was torn between wanting to join the debauchery and being starved and wanting to eat first. She glanced at Jarrod, torn in her decision, and saw his eyes flicming back and forth between her, a sight near them, and a sight just over his left shoulder. Near them, she saw the long-haired brunette leaning over a bit, taking the hardon of the freakishly tall guy entirely down her throat. Mirriam had the sudden desire to to over, pull the other woman's shorts down, and slide her own face between the invitingly toned legs to lick the other woman. A glance past Jarrod though revealed that the male duo were eyeing her like a piece of meat. Mirriam was as much turned on by that as she was the blatant sexual act happening almost right next to Jarrod and she.

Compromising, she slid from her stool, her skirt clinging to the seat a bit and causing a quick draft of air to hit her hot nether region. Grabbing another of the irresistible appetizers, she swung around between Jarrod's legs, grinding her back into the bulge he was sporting. Her hand reached back to stroke him through his shorts, and she melted into him as his hand snaked around under her top.

"I wondered how much of a slut you want me to be..."she asked him.

 

[KingCorto]

Apparently having replenished too, Miriam slid off her stool, and swayed over to him, turning while taking her last bite, then pressing herself onto him, her buttocks rolling on his firm erection poled out from under his light pants. Jarrod licked his finger from the last delicious bite, and let his hand slide up under the low side cut of her dress, cup over her perky breast, and give it a firm squeeze, holding her in a strong grasp. He looked around. By their side, the long haired one was like an elf, starting to bob up and down on a giant’s cock, taking him in to the root, gagging, holding around his balls while her ass swung high up behind her. By the counter, two ladies in dresses were talking to the waitress, who in response, unbuttoned her blouse and opened it, revealing her bra-less tits before spraying cream on them, and letting the ladies lick it off, all giggling.

Other senses tuned in, too. The sounds of small whimpers and moans from around them. The smell of sex and anticipation. Jarrod rolled his hips, pressed up against Miriam as he grew bigger, felt the fabric of her skirt fold around him as he pushed up between her buttocks. His other hand slipped up over her other breast, massaged them both while pulling the dress open, revealing her for all to see while his fingers clasped around her pierced nipples. She asked him how slutty she was to be. Jarrod didn’t know, but he did see that the two athletes were all eyes on her now, one of them massaging his erection under his shorts. Angling her towards them, Jarrod bent in and licked her earlobe, whispered in her ear, “How much of a slut can you be, baby? Why don’t you let me sit her with my wine, while you give me an example and a show?”

Jarrod looked at the men and nodded, and the men smiled and rose. And as Jarrod’s hands slipped out of Miriam’s dress, leaving her open and exposed, he lifted her up from his lap and towards them as they approached, circling her like wolves, big erections looming under their shorts and well-trained abs.

 

[fnchristie81]

Jarrod's reply of letting him watch while she demonstrated, accomoanied by him pulling down her top, let Mirriam knkw she had carte blanche to do whatever she was comfortable with. Pushing her top down over her hips and letting her skirt go with it, Mirriam met the male duo her husband had propelled her towards. Both guys immediately started pawing at her tits, ass, and pussy, and Mirriam just allowed herself to be caught up and go with their flow. They sensed this, and turned her around between them so they could have equal time feeling her up.

For her owrt, Mirriam was enjoying the attention so much that she could feel her wetness begin to travel down the inside of her thighs. Suddenly, one of the guys jammed his fingers roughly into her pussy hard enough that if she hadn't already been nearly on her tiptoes in the wedge sandals, she would have risen there automatically at the intrusion. Quickly enough though, her body reacted by splaying her knees and forcing itself down onto the intruding appendages.

"I think the bitch is ready," the guy fingering her said to his friend. He pushed her down to her knees and pulled his shorts down just enough for his cock to suddenly spring out and hit her in the face. She twisted her head a bit and eagerly took him in her mouth, bobbing it back and forth quickly, fucking him with her mouth.

"Fuck! She's going to make me cum already!" He said again to his friend. The other guy meanwhile was crouched down beside her, squeezing her tits and occasionally pulling her nipples. Once in a while he would lean down to suckle the one closest to him. As Mirriam worked the other guy, he eventually slid his hand down her body to finger her, but found her hand already there diddling her clit.

"She's eager, all right," he said, "she's already fingerring herself!"

 

[KingCorto]

Like in a dream, Jarrod looked on as Miriam stripped naked and let them play with her, before she was pressed down on her knees, and eagerly bent her neck and head to engulf his big cock in her mouth, starting to suction and bob onto it. Jarrod’s own cock was growing, and he shifted his weight around, spreading his thighs while letting one hand slide over his shaft, start to rub it under his pants.

The bigger man was playing with her tits, licking and pinching them, then he went for her pussy, laughing something inaudible to Jarrod as the man found out she was already onto pleasing herself. She was sucking cock with a passion, head rolling back and forth on the man, gagging slightly, but drawing her breath, and pumping on. The slimmer man’s hand was around her neck now, pressing her eagerly harder onto him, with and “Oh, Fuck! Yeah!” that carried all to where Jarrod was seated watching the show. The bigger man, slowly pulling his hand back from her crotch, watching her squirm onto her own hand, started to rise by her side, while he, too, pulled his pants down to release his massive rock hard pole.

He slapped his cock on her chin while she sucked his friend with a vengeance. Then, two hands on the back of her head pulled her off and turned her around, a whimpering draw of breath later, the big man pushed in, taking the place in her mouth, starting to fuck it in firm thrusts.

From his vantage point Jarrod was dizzying with lust. Unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, he pulled his cock out and started to pull up and down on it.

 

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Mirriam was both surprised and disappointed when the bigger of the two men interrupted her. She had been hoping to get the guy she was sucking to cum so that he could get hard while she did his friend. Still, the idea of being passed back and forth was a bit of a turn on in its own way, so she went to with the same eagerness as shed done with her previous partner.

That eagerness wasn't held long, as instead the other guy started fucking her face. Not that she was complaining-by now she had relaxed her throat enough that he could go deep pretty easily, and she was rather enjoying the rough treatment. Still, his lack of technique had her gagging frequently, and the constant assault on her esophagus was sure to become painful eventually.

This was Mirriam's first time at public sex, and the idea that anyone could see her acting so lasciviously was a small pubble beginning to form from dripping out of her gash. The first guy she'd been giving head to knelt beside her and started playing with her tits and pussy much like the first guy, except he went right to finger-fucking her. It felt like he was plunging all 4 fingers into her, and she was quickly working towards yet another orgasm for the day. She was ready for more though.

Pushing herself away with some effort, she jacked the cock in front of her and looked up at the guy. "Find us something at the right height for both of you," she said up to him, them went back to sucking him-this time slower as she wanted him to last a little longer. The guy fingering her lifted her up via his fingers in her pussy and led her with them to a nearby conversation-pit style arrangement, Mirriam almost being drug along and the sensations being exquisitely arousing. Arriving, she swung herself around in front of the guy and continued humping his hand. "You two tag-team me, and whover finishes first goes and gets more, " she panted against his ear. "I want to pull a train!"

With that, she sank down and back, the fingers inside her slowing her descent to the low table. Once seated, she reached for the cock that had been in her mouth most recently and guided it back into her mouth as she lay back, face up on the table.

Unbeknownst to Mirriam, the long-haired girl she and Jarrod had taken notice of had approached Jarrod. She wore the tall man's cum on her now-bare chest, and leaned into Jarrod even as she took his hardon in her hand to stroke him.

"Hot cruise, isn't it?" she giggled. "Tom and I had no idea it would be like this," as she gestured towards her looming partner. She bit her lip, looking uncertainly at Jarrod's face before continuing. She followed towards where his gaze had been, seeing Mirriam being spitroasted a short distance away before continuing. "We were wondering if you'd be up for DPing me? It's something I've been turned on to, and wanted to try..."

 

[KingCorto]

Laying back on the table and impatiently pulling a long, hard cock into back into her mouth, Jarrod looked on fingers pulsing around the root of his shaft while the big man loomed over his wife spread her legs to him invitingly. Her pussy was dripping, spreading wide open from the finger treatment, he couldn’t hear, but Jarrod was sure Miriam was moaning, muffled by the big shaft that started to rhythmically pump into her mouth from above.

The big man rested on one outstretched arm above her, holding his cock in the other. Just as he was aiming it an at her, Jarrod startled as a hand came in from the side grabbing firmly around his on his cock and started to pull up and down on it. It was the long-haired elf. Jarrod’s eyes darted from her to his wife, and back again. The big man was pressing forward, and Jarrod could hear Miriam whimper now, bobbing harder onto the cock in her mouth, the other opening her further down below. The elf was asking for a double. Jarrod looked down on his cock in her grasp, then up at her, smiling. Over by the low table, the big man pushed deep into Miriam, who shook, grabbing at his buttocks, pressing him in while swallowing the big cock in her mouth, impaled between the muscular men.

Jarrod let a hand slide up under the elf’s skirt, in between her thighs, cupping her pussy, massaging up on in. “I get to go in front” he responded, bending a finger, and sliding it up into her wetness, “Will that be acceptable?” Jarrod was thinking he’d just been fucking a juicy ass, and that it was time for another treat.

 

[fnchristie81]

As the bigger of the two men-the last Mirriam had been sucking-once again slid himself into her mouth and throat, the first guy rammed himself deep into her pussy. Incensed by her wanton actions, her body reacted to the intrusion by orgasming almost immediately. Her orgasm was heightened by the fact that she couldn't breathe normally due to the phallus extending past her larynx when it was rammed home mercilessly. Reacting only to her body's actions, the two men simply continued to use her body for their pleasure.

Meanwhile, the elf-like woman had let out a soft moan and hunched her body a bit as Jarrod's fingers had impaled her. Holding his wrist, she rocked her hips back and forth, fucking herself with his fingers. Tom slipped behind her and unzipped her skirt, pulling it up and over her head so that she also was bare naked except for her sandals. Then, unceremoniously, he picked her up and sat her on Jarrod's lap before aiming his once-again-hard cock beneath his wife's dripping slit to get it coated with her body's lubrication.

 

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And as the elf’s pussy opened and slid down on Jarrod’s hard shaft, the man fucking his wife’s mouth came in a loud yell, holding hard around her neck and bending over her. His free hand rubbing hard down on her tit, while his exploded into her, spraying in hard loads down her throat, and, when filled, spattering in her mouth before squirting out her lips, running into her back-bent face as he held in her, deep to the root shivering hard.

Jarrod nibbled on the elf’s nipple while poising himself, rolling inside her as her weight first pushed down on him, then was lifted by Tom as his cock rubbed up on her from behind, lubricating itself before rising and then punching into her round as with a loud pop and a resulting whimper from his lady. Starting to fuck her in reverse rhythm to Tom, one cock filling her as the other slid back, Jarrod looked over the elf’s shoulder at his wife, rolling on the table being fucked hard, licking the cum from her lips as the big man pulled out and stepped back.

And there, in his place, was another man, unbuttoned and holding his fresh cock to Miriam’s mouth.

 

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Mirriam used her heels to drive the guy in her pussy harder into her. She was beginning tonsee stars from the guy having zhis way with her mouth, when suddenly he oressed down on her throat cutting off all air flow, his cock lodged so deep in her that she could feel his heavy sack against her nose. The guy in her pussy had taken her urgings to heart and was really drilling her, even as she began to feel the sudden twitching of the guy's cock that was in her mouth and throat.

As she began to black out, her body convulsed tremendously in the throes of the most intense orgasms she'd ever had. When she came back around, she could feel the cool, slimy feeling of something skithering down her cheeks and towards her ears. There was a cock brishing against her lips, which she kept closed, not willing to take another chance on her throat being so abused so soon. Unfortunately for her, the guy still fucking her suddenly rammed himself hard into her and grabbed her nipples equally forcefully. Even as she opened her mouth to moan at the sensations, she felt the cock that had been poised at her moth slide in even as she felt the familiar warm wetness oozing out of her and down towards her puckered anus.

 

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Red dots flashed before Jarrod’s eyes again, as the elf rubbed herself back and forth on him, the two cocks filling her from both sides. She was already shaking hard, Jarrod’s hands found their ways under her long mane of dark hair to her tits, round and firm. Pinching around her nipples he pulled her hard onto him, making her scream in desire and increase the sliding phase, her pussy tensing around him as he sunk deep up into her.

She’s not gonna last long, Jarrod thought, pressing up hard, eyes all the time on Miriam on the table. Her face was covered in sticky cum, she was panting hard, her legs folded around the back of a man, pulling him in as he pounded her. And then, for the second time since boarding, another man unloaded his waves of cum into Jarrod’s wife’s pussy, the man shaking hard over her, moaning in a deep rumble as he leant over her, pulled back hard on her perky pierced tits.

Miriam was shaking violently as a hurricane of an orgasm ravaged her. But it was not over, as her mouth opened from the working on her swollen nipples, a new cock, Jarrod couldn’t even see who’s the man was occluded by the elf’s hair, landed on her lips. It pushed inside her too, Jarrod just making out her desperate but horny eyes before they closed, and she started to bob back and forth again, almost like on reflex.

And there were more men. Many more. As the man that had fucked her last rolled back, pulling out of her, another showed up, his shaft in hand, ready and lustful. As the new man knelt in between his wife’s legs, the elf came hard down on Jarrod and her man in her ass, screaming and shaking so it rang in Jarrod’s ear.

 

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Vaguely, Mirriam heard a cry of pleasure in the vicinity where she'd left her husband, but was unable to see the origin. Thankfully, the cock that had managed to slip into her vacant mouth was much smaller than the previous one, although the guy was no less merciless as he pounded away at her mouth. She felt a sudden vacancy from between her legs, which was quickly re-filled by yet another nameless man-one she couldn't even see.

This guy was almost jackhammering into her, causing her tits to bounce almost. Rather than risk touching her now sensitive nipples, Mirriam cupped her breasts to keep them from jiggling so much. Unfortunately for her, one of the guys seemed to take it as her offering them, and painfully latched onto them. Unable to scream, all that came out was a high-pitched garble around her stuffed mouth. However, it triggered yet another orgasm for her, and her arms rather than fending the guy off instead flapped uselessly at her sides.