Cruisin' seas (closed to fnchristie81)

[KingCorto]

The two men now ravaging Miriam were quick finishers. As she came hard, arms flailing at her sides, both men hammered into her, impaling her deep, and unloaded. Cum splattered into her pussy and mouth, flooded out of her soaking her, the roar of the men was deafening as they both pulled back out, still spraying, literally covering her in rolling balls of glistering sperm. And it wasn’t over. As the elf convulsed on Jarrod and her husband’s cocks filling her holes, strong hands grabbed Miriam and lifted her from the table and turned her over in mid-air.

She was like a ragdoll amongst a dozen men, another dozen watching, and before she could steady herself, catch a breath, she was sat down on one of them who’d slid in below, a firm grasp on his shaft, she was slid down on him. Big hands were on Miriam’s hips, not the man she was now pressed down on and riding, his was on her tits, but someone else’s, bent her forward, pulled her buttocks apart. And as a new cock was slapped on her face, held steadily, and pressed onto her lips, another touched her ass and started to push inside from behind. In a second, all her holes would be filled.

Blood pumping into his erection, making him dizzy, not knowing if he wanted to watch, Jarrod pressed the elf’s tits together and dug his face into them, lapping and licking, sucking and nibbling on them as he felt it was his time, too. A tickle at first, then a shake, a contraction, and a pump, then he came, biting down on the woman’s flesh, while he filled her deep inside, pulling hard on her nipples.

 

[fnchristie81]

Miriam was still in the throes of orgasm when she felt herself being lifted and turned, then impaled down on another hard member. Almost immediately, she was being pushed forward, which increased the pressure on her g-spot and prolonged her orgasm. Involuntarily, she opened her mouth to moan, which was stifled by another cock being shoved in.

Even as she sensed another penis abusing her tonsils, she felt yet another probing her anus. Unfortunately, she was to preoccupied to properly relax. The dilation from wearing her plug for some of the afternoon had helped, but she still had pain searing through her as she was slowly but steadily penetrated.

 

[KingCorto]

Unloaded, Jarrod moaned into the tits as the woman slid off him and staggered backward into the arms of her husband. “T-thank you…” she panted, eyes in a haze. Jarrod nodded, and the couple was on their way, him supporting her to stand upright. She’s not as endurant as my Miriam, Jarrod thought with a smile, as he again looked over at his wife, sandwiched between three men, slamming into her, deeper and deeper into her mouth, pussy, and ass.

Jarrod scanned the restaurant again. Not so much eating anymore, while some where still sipping their drinks, most were engulfed in indecencies. Two women were taking turns sucking a cock by the table over. By the bar, the two ladies were on their knees, their heads under the waitress’ skirt, from the look on her face, they were giving her a luxury treatment with their tongues, her hands on the two heads, rubbing herself against them. Squirting, suckling, moaning sounds all around, Jarrod blinked, looked down at himself, his cock glistering with the elf’s juices, and it was already growing again. He took hold of it and started to stroke up and down with one hand, while reaching for his glass of wine with the other, taking a deep sip.

Well deserved, he thought, feeling the warmth in his mouth and the throb of his shaft. Well deserved, when watching your wife fucked by a barrage of men. He looked over again. Miriam had gone feral. Body pumping and pulsing up and down and among the guys as six strong hands pinned her down, cocks sliding in and out from all ends.

 

[fnchristie81]

Unbeknownst to Jarrod, Mirriam was enduring more out of lack of options than anything. She couldn't even truly think even, due to the orgasms following each other so rapidly. She had only a faint awareness of her nipples being mauled unless an especially ruthless twist or pull on the rings pierced through the fog in her brain even as her body surrendered by cumming again. Equally, her throat and rectum were also making their soreness known only in a nagging way. She wasn't even much aware when one guy loosed his load in her and went his way before allowing the next one to take his vacated hole.

As Jarrod stroked himself, the mate that had checked the couple in for the cruise came up beside him and keaned against his side. Her top was untucked and fully unbuttoned, hanging from her shoulders and breasts, her skirt slightly wrinkled but properly in place. Her hand reached out and joined over Jarrod's, stroking the fleshy appendage that Jarrod's wasn't.

"Your partner seems to be enjoying herself," she said to Jarrod before removing her hand for a moment and licking the combined juices from her fingers. "I'm glad you haven't been totally left out, although you seem like you're a little short on attention at the moment. Is there any way I may be of assistance?"

 

[KingCorto]

Only able to move in slow motion, Jarrod tilted his head down towards the stewardess that was kneeling by his side, round perky tits out and up, licking her fingers suggestively to him, making him an as of yet undefined offer. Over by the table, Miriam was falling on her side between the men that were filling her, her back and neck arched to the third man, who was standing on the table now, his hands under her chins, holding her up and open as he thrust into her panting mouth.

Jarrod’s hands caressed the stewardess’ hair, red and short, her neck, folded under her chins, not unlike how the man was holding his wife’s, and, simply nodding and smiling, he led her mouth onto his shaft and sank her down on him. His cock was like a granite bauta of unimaginable grith. Sore but throbbing as it entered her warm mouth and her tongue started to twirl around it while she suctioned firmly around it, let him lead her up and down on it. Jarrod watched the man fucking his wife’s mouth and replicated his pace and thrusts, and soon, the stewardess was up to the rhythm, Jarrod punching into her while watching Miriam.

Miriam on her end of the room squirmed and screamed muffled. Jarrod had no count of the men that had been in her now, one replacing the other, she was again turned over on her back, her ass getting a break that her pussy wasn’t, and now two men were pressing on her mouth, stretching it wide as they entered from each their sides.

As Miriam lay flailing and gasping for air, Jarrod was wondering if she was alright. She seemed far away suddenly, and while the stewardess mouth slid up and down on him, he wondered whether to get up, get over there. But as it were, that didn’t turn out to be necessary. From out of the shadows behind the table on which Miriam lay came two sophisticated ladies, tall and slender, dressed in something that most resembled 1920s belle epoque dresses. The ladies reached out to the men, stopping them in their thrusts, pulling them back from her, “Now, now, gentlemen, this one had enough… For now.” Smiled one, and the men obeyed, bowed, and pulled back to where they had come from.

The ladies leant over Miriam laying panting, legs spread wide, cum dripping from her and shining all over her heaving skin. “How are you doing?” the other lady asked softly, letting a finger gently caress down Miriam’s side. The two ladies knelt by her, kissed her, and giggled at the salty taste of cum that was completely covering her. Taking Miriam by an arm each, the ladies gently rose her to a sitting position, kissing her neck and chin, a hand cupping under one of her blushed and glistering tits. “Come with us,” the first whispered in Miriam’s ear, “and we’ll clean you up.” The other nodded, “And bring your husband and the other one, she said, looking over at Jarrod, sitting legs spread wide, his hand around the neck of the stewardess now, as she continued to bob up and down on his cock.

 

[fnchristie81]

Mirriam was only vaguely aware when men quit using her as their outlet, laying there quivering and panting. After several long minutes, she felt herself being helped first to a sitting position, then after a long pause the women supported her on her feet. She became more aware when the women practically carried her through one of the hallways on the ship even though she was unaware of to where she was being led. Finally, one of the women opened the door to one of the suites near the dining deck, then allowed her to collapse on the couch inside.

Mirriam was almost asleep even though her body still frequently quivered from aftershocks of the nearly continuous orgasms she had suffered when she became aware that Jarrod and another female were also in the room. Jarrod was seated on an overstuffed chair near her, the woman sitting across his lap lightly stroking him, and clad in an unbuttoned officer's uniform.

 

[KingCorto]

After having removed the red head’s mouth slowly from his erection and taking her by the hand, followed as the two slender and tall ladies carried Miriam to a suite, supported her onto a couch, where she slid back as the door clicked close behind them. Jarrod was uncertain as to how much Miriam was taking in of it all, slipping in and out of sleep, for stretches of irregularity, and her eyes rolling when seemingly awake, breasts heaving, hips shivering, cum running out of her holes.

It was with a certain relief that Jarrod took it all in, a certain comfort, a breath of air, of safety, as it dawned on him how thoroughly fucked his wife had been. It was beyond what he could imagine, he could not conceive of anything that would be more. And it was certainly beyond their fantasies, at least the ones they’d shared, and unlike anything he’d conjured up for himself. Did Miriam have fantasies of this, or was it all new to her too?

These were the things that flew through his mind as the two ladies appeared. They’d gone into the bathroom, and now they returned, naked, carrying big wet sponges in their hands. As the red head stood by his side, looking at him, the ladies started to clean Miriam, slowly, sensually, caressingly, washing the cum of her body, and just once in a while, licking it from her. Her tummy, her neck, the curve of one of her tits. Jarrod relaxed. Him and four women, Miriam was secure and cared for in a whole new way.

Leaving the ladies to their duties, and his wife to her slumber, Jarrod again looked at the red head by his side. Her round exposed tits with their small perky nipples. The curve of her hips under the folding skirt. She noticed him and smiled. “Hi, I’m Esmeralda. Do you like what you see?” Putting her palms to her hips, she shook her frame teasingly, rolling her behind out, wiggling her tits. “Yes”, was Jarrod’s reply, before he leant in, kissed her one nipple, while his hand slid up under her skirt from behind, grabbed onto a buttock, felt her warm moist as he pulled it aside, “come.” And he led her to the chair, seated himself, and she slid herself onto him, grabbing around his swollen cock and started to rub it up and down.

As the two ladies returned to the bathroom to water the sponges, Jarrod saw over Esmeralda’s shoulder how Miriam was coming to. She was looking at them, still heaving, but more comfortable, hazy but more focused eyes. Letting his wife watch, Jarrod lifted his new read headed friend by her buttocks up over him, parted her thighs wider with his knees, and slid her down on him. His cock glid right up into her and she sank on him to the root. So warm and soft, so wide open and running wet. And, taking a good hold under her ass with both hands, he guided her as she started to ride up and down on him, slow, deep, rolling from side to side so he got to massage her at all angles inside.

 

[fnchristie81]

Mirriam watched more than heard the female crewmember entice Jarrod with her body, then Jarrod directing her and helping her impale herself on his erection. She couldn't really see the actual coupling, but knew from the "o" that formed on the woman's mouth when she received him into her canal. Mirriam's own twitched in response to the memory of that same, familiar tool stretching her open to receive it, with just the thought causing her over-sexed body to crescendo yet again.

 

[KingCorto]

Watching over the sexed stewardess’ shoulder while feeling her slide down on him, Jarrod saw Miriam squirming on the couch, orgasming again without anyone, even herself, touching her. Grinning to himself, he focused on the red heads round tits, leant in to kiss them, from one nipple to the other, while guiding her up and down on his rock-hard cock, hearing her low moans and whimpers as she rolled and slid up and down on him.

He could hold on for ever, or so it seemed, after the events of the evening, and as he felt her starting to contract around him, her moans growing louder, her pussy pulsing, the two ladies returned to the cabin from the bathroom, hands around each other’s waists, naked and beautiful. They moved back over to Miriam, knelt by her side on the couch where she lay. Cupping her tit, one of them leant in to kiss his wife softly on her lips, the other started to carefully spread Miriam’s legs, her fingers finding her clit, teasing it with a small playful touch, “Do you like that?” the lady said, letting her slim finger slip down to part Miriam’s lips, “Are you ready, baby? Or would you perhaps prefer we go over there and help fuck your husband?”

 

[fnchristie81]

After the treatment she'd received by so many men on deck, the gentleness of the two women was refreshing to Mirriam. Even before the second woman touched her clit, she was once again moaning in orgasmic pleasure into the first woman's mouth, her body quaking as it rippled through her. Then the second touched her clit, and it crescendoed even higher.

As her labia were spread though, Mirriam's body recoiled from the discomfort, effectively ruining her cumming.

"Too sensitive," she gasped, pushing the hand away. The second woman rose from her knees and padded towards Jarrod and Esmeralda, slipping the uniform shirt from the stewardess's shoulders and leaning into her before pulling her head around to kiss her and massage her breasts.

Thenfirst woman glided onto the couch and splayed her legs, pulling Mirriam up to recline between them against her so she could watch Jarrod and Esmeralda while the woman massaged Mirriam's own breasts, occasionally kissing her neck.

 

[KingCorto]

Tongue flickering from Esmeralda’s nipple and over to the other while feeling her bobbing faster up and down on his massive shaft, Jarrod heard his wife whimpering, “Too sensitive!” Were her gasping words. Moaning and swallowing deeply himself, he grinned and bit playfully around a nipple, he was sort of relieved to know that Miriam had her limits, that she hadn’t turned into some sort of sex-demoness.

Then two delicate hands emerged from behind the stewardess, pulled her jacket all the way off in front of him, starting to massage the tits before him, forcing him to lean back. Jarrod’s eyes met Miriam’s, now sitting up with a woman kneeling over her. He grinned at her watching the lady kiss his wife’s neck, playing gently with her pointy tits, pulling lightly on the piercings.

As Esmeralda pushed down on him, impaling herself on his cock and rubbing up against him, he felt a grasp. Around his balls. It was the woman behind the stewardess who’s taken hold, started to massage. His eyes rolled back in his head and his jaw dropped in the excitement. Esmeralda whined too, feeling the lady’s fingers against her. Then she slid upward and off him, and before Jarrod knew it, both women were kneeling by the sides of his thighs, bending in, and kissing each other, their lips closing around his cock, tongues twisting along the sides of it to find one another, and then they started to suck him deep, one, then the other. His hands slid down along his sides and found one of the women’s tits each, started to play with them while they took turns treating him.