Come Together Cruises (closed)

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace James had always known that her husband Rob was a little kinky, even if he hadn't admitted it to her from the start. It hadn't bothered her though, just as it hadn't seemed to bother him that Grace had a problem being faithful.

The two of them had met when Grace was thirty and Rob was twenty seven, neither of them having managed to keep down a steady relationship up to that point. She was what you might call a "high functioning" sex addict, with a good job at an investment bank in the city, while he worked in IT.

It had just been casual to begin with but when they found they were compatible it became more permanent. They lived together for five years before Rob proposed to Grace, on her thirty fifth birthday, When he had Grace had been over the moon. She'd never thought that anyone would ever want to marry her, but within two months of the proposal they'd sealed the deal at the local registry office.

Grace's kinks had been evident from the start. Some nights she'd go to a party or a club with Rob, meet someone there and end up going home with them, calling Rob in the morning to pick her up. Occasionally it was a girl but mostly it was guys. Grace had a thing for younger men, but not exclusively, she was just addicted to the thrill of sex with new people.

It took a little longer for Rob's kinks to surface. It had started with a threesome where both Rob and another guy had fucked Grace, but it wasn't long before Rob was playing with the guys as well as her, sucking their cocks to begin with but quickly moving on from there.

They found that they both enjoyed Grace cuckolding Rob with other guys, humiliating him as she fucked them and then getting him to clean up afterwards.

But it didn't stop there. Internet porn fuelled their fantasies and they discovered that their interests encompassed group sex, exhibitionism, femdom, cfnm, cum play, cum eating, anal, bdsm, public sex and free use. Grace loved being exhibited and then used freely while in time, Rob began to explore his gay side further. Grace even helped him with his cross dressing and sissification.

Grace was now in her late thirties and enjoying life like she never believed she could. She had risen to quite a high level at the bank while continuing her sexual double life. They had a good set of swinging friends at home but sometimes their more public cravings could be difficult to enjoy, even in London.

And so the previous year Rob had booked them on a two week ‘Come Together Cruise’. The company was the brainchild of a dutch businessman who chartered a cruise liner to hold sex holidays on. A range of cruises were offered depending on tastes. The previous year Rob had booked them on what was billed as a Swingers' cruise and they'd had a great time with a different couple very night.

This year Grace had decided to book them on the Kinky cruise which was only open to experienced swingers who'd already been on one of the company's other cruises. Grace would have been happy going on another swingers cruise but she wanted this to be special for Rob after being such an understanding husband.

They'd flown from London to the Bahamas to board the ship and when they saw it in dock they couldn't wait to see what the other passengers were like. Grace felt butterflies in her stomach as she walked up the gangplank and having shown their reservation they were taken to one of the more expensive suites on the boat.

 

[cpeater22]

Rob was practically giddy with excitement and nerves on the taxi ride to the cruise. And it wasn't just because Grace had been denying him orgasms the whole week in the build up to the trip. It was because of the memories of the last cruise and the anticipation of about what was to come.

He could just imagine what his coworkers would think. Boring old reliable Rob - who always showed up to work at exactly 8:55 on his bicycle, no matter the cold or the rain or the dangerous London traffic - who always took a coffee break at 10 - who always ate 1 ham and cheese sandwich and 1 apple at 12 - who told the most boring stories about his meetings at his birding clubs - who always had the lamist puns.

One time meeting my gorgeous wife or catching me at the swinger's club and their whole image of me would explode, Rob thought. And now here he was on his way to the kink cruise.

I guess it's possible, he thought, that his co-workers might be able to fit the last cruise they took into their mental image of him - when you think about it, swinging isn't so strange, right? And if they got a look at his wife they'd understand that people are practically banging at the doors to get a hold of her - not that they need to knock to hard to bag Grace. And all things being equal, the last trip was kinkily tame - sure they'd been some hot tub fun and lots of exposed tits and asses and cocks, but no one had ended up trussed up next to the lunch buffet.

They'd had a 4some or moresome every night but Rob had only got fucked by one strap-on and only sucked one cock - they were some relatively staid swingers.

But if he could believe what the cruise company was telling him, this was going to be a whole different experience.

They'd had to apply to get into this cruise. There'd been a questionnaire about their own kinks (Grace had looked over Rob's shoulder and made him be totally honest, this was her present to him after all, he should try and get everything he ever wanted out of it - yes he would like to be in the center of a bukkake and yes he would like to learn how to put on make up and a corset, but no he would not in fact like to wear a chastity cage, etc). They had to have references from previous play partners and dungeons and clubs. And they'd had to send in photos - they'd done one vanilla set of them hard and fucking and one kinky set of Grace tied up over the dinner table and Rob dressed in a baby doll).

Whenever I retire, I'm going to have to send those photos around to my old co-workers thought Rob. He started chuckling thinking of the expressions on their faces.

"I wonder if Tina and Max will be there?" Rob said as they made their way up the gangplank. They were the kinkier couple they'd played with on the last trip - Tina really knew how to use that strap on.

His excitement was building as they got closer to the room. He didn't know what he was so nervous about, the "kink" part of the cruise didn't begin until the ship actually left the harbor - something about not upsetting the locals. The brochure said they weren't allowed to start running around naked with whips and dildos until after the "get to know you" cocktail hour and the dinner. So he still had some time.

But not much.

As they entered the room, Rob let out a gasp.

"Guess you had a good year, dear," he said. Rob made good money but it was steady and predictable - or boring if you want to put it that way. Grace could sometimes have just absolutely obnoxious years. But she would always downplay it.

She'd demure and say it was just one of the more expensive suites.

But this was not a room to be downplayed. The living room had a grand piano, a small dance floor (with a stripper pole in the middle), several couches and a wet bar. The master bedroom came with a giant walk-in closet and a wonderfully huge shower. The guest bedroom ... well let's just say it had been extensively set up for a lot of fun. And on the balcony was a reasonably large jacuzzi.

"A very good year," Rob said again as he came back from the jacuzzi.

On the couch was a pink folder. Rob opened it up and read through it some of the info inside - a lot of it was standard cruise safety info. As he was flipping through it, a few differently colored armbands fell out - there were pink, blue, and green, two of each.

Rob flipped through the folder until he came to the armband page. He read it aloud.

"This year, we are proud to announce that deck 3, the casino and pool 2 will be free use areas. The free use time period will begin on day 3 of the cruise. If you are interested in volunteering for free use, please wear one of the arm bands. Pink indicates you are free to use by feminine guests (and staff) of the cruise. Blue indicates you are free to use by masculine guests and staff. Green indicates you are free to use by all guests and staff. Please remove the bands if you would like to discontinue your volunteer service. At anytime, you can also use the universal safe word, Princess Buttercup, to discontinue volunteering"

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace eyed up the attendant as he showed her and Rob around their quarters for the week. The suite was impressive, but then it should have been for what it had cost. The attendant was a young Fillipino; small and lean but with pleasing features. She tipped him handsomely and gave him a smile as he left. He was cute and she wanted him to know that she was available. Very available. Denying Rob sex had been fun in its own way but it had meant no penetrative sex for her and now she was as desperate for relief as him.

However as much she needed a good fuck, they were still in port and sex was off limits for the time being at least. Besides as they'd learned on the last cruise, 'sex with the staff was entirely at the staff member's discretion and to be carried out times when it doesn't impeded the smooth running of the ship'. It was fair she supposed. You couldn't be giving the captain a blow job as he tried to steer the ship into port.

To get around the issue of trying to run a ship at the same time as trying to satisfy the guests, Cum Together Cruises ran the roster significantly overstaffed. These 'extra' crew members were mainly in the entertainments team but also in 'room service' as well and, while it was a couples only cruise, Grace and Rob had found out on their last one that there was no shortage of available singles.

Their luggage had gone on ahead and was waiting for them in the suite when they arrived. The airline's twenty five kilos baggage allowance hadn't really been enough but had allowed Grace to bring most of the outfits she'd wanted, along with more than a few pairs of shoes. Most of her wardrobe was new, especially for the trip. She already had enough outfits to last a lifetime but replenishing her wardrobe was Grace's way of getting ready for the cruise. The weight limit had been more of a problem for Rob who'd needed to pack for two distinct personas.

Fortunately, they'd not had to run the gauntlet of customs and baggage handling with a suitcase full of sex toys. While a selection of toys were available in the communal areas. Cum Together Cruises had offered an extensive range of dildos vibrators, clothing, restraints etc. to be purchased ahead of the trip and delivered directly to the cabin. Grace hadn't needed much to satisfy her desires but she knew that Rob had a fairly comprehensive list of requirements. She was happy with just a few restraints, the odd dildo, a couple of butt plugs and of course her own personal strap on

As she unpacked and stowed everything away in the closets, Rob read out the welcome pack to her. He was particularly excited about the free use area. She'd booked the cruise for him as a way of saying thank you to him, for being there for her and for understanding her. She wanted him to get the most out of it, which meant trying everything on offer and exploring his darkest fantasies. She knew there were going to be some aspects she wasn't particularly interested in and some which probably didn't require the presence of a woman in any case, but that was fine, Grace had her own needs to take care of as well.

Before getting ready for dinner they took a tour of the ship which for half of the year held normal cruises for regular people, so the layout was pretty standard. It had all the amenities you'd expect on a normal cruise ship, it was just that some of the areas had been modified to suit various interests. The sun deck and outdoor pools were just as you'd find on any other cruise and Grace was keen to catch up on some sunbathing and a bit of down-time with a good book. It had been a good year for her company, but she'd earned her bonus and the work had taken its toll.

Everything looked very innocuous though as they explored the ship. Like them, the couples they saw still had on the clothes they'd arrived in, conscious of the instructions they'd received about what could happen before leaving port.

When they got back to the cabin they heard the engines start up. It would be quite a while before they were moving though and out into international waters which was why the dress code was 'covered' for the welcome drinks and dinner. Grace showered, alone, conscious that the temptation to fuck would be too strong for both of them to resist then picked out one of the more conservative dresses she'd brought with her

She put the dress on and studied herself in the mirror. She was the wrong side of thirty five but was still holding up well she thought, all things considered. She do with losing a few pounds but other than that, she was happy. She gave her husband a twirl in the her red dress.

"Ready when you are," she told him.