Cruise around the World

Tabitha

I felt ravaged and I loved it. Half-dressed, wildly grasping for each other, the need too great to allow for anything else, we gave into our basest needs.

I cling to Tomas, thrusting my hips upward to meet his plunging cock.

"I need this. Take me. Use me until there is nothing left."

The words came out, sounding nearly incoherant. They were insane, but reflected the chaos of my mind, the seething passion that pushed aside all rational thought.

I had the mad desire to feel his naked chest against my breasts. Working my hands down between us, I ripped his shirt forcefully open, sending buttons flying everywhere.

I wrapped my long legs around him and drew him to me. Our intensity was focused, unstoppable, and consuming.
 
Tomas

Her legs clung to me tightly, heels pulling me deep into her with each thrust. Our lips sought, found, slid off of each other as we panted half-formed words. Her hands roamed over my chest and shoulders, grasping my shoulder blades as I lunged into her. I slid one knee forward, her thigh rising as her legs opened wider. Yanking down the corner of her dress, I plunged my face into her bared breast, the stiff nipple finding its way between my teeth. I sucked hard as she cried out, her hips crashing upwards against mine as my speed increased. It came without warning, reared up from my loins with a rising groan and then burst out of me. I gasped against her breast, pulling her shoulders down as my hips hammered up, driving myself into her as wave upon wave washed over us both, my cum coating my cock as it mixed with her own liquid fire deep inside her pussy.

I rested against her chest, my breath coming deeply as our bodies slowly relaxed against each other. Raising onto an elbow, I looked at Tabitha's face. Her hair had come partly undone and was an unkempt red splash against the twisted bedspread. I kissed her, tasting the salt of our sweat. She smiled slyly and squeezed, gripping my semi-hard cock tightly. "Is that all you've got?" she breathed.

Lifted her hips and spinning on one knee, she was suddenly straddling me as I lay flat, her skirt covering where we were still joined. I lazily rubbed the back of my knuckles over a pink nipple, seeing the nub start to rise again. She reached up to undo her hair and shook it loose over her shoulders, and my cock throbbed heavily inside her. My god, she is beautiful, I thought, and ran my hands under her skirt to rest on her bare hips.
 
We strolled hand in had till we found two deck chairs, half hidden. We curled into them, still holding hands. The sun was just setting. At some point we had passed the last land. And now around us was the ocean. Vast and empty. Yet we were here, safe and together. Slently we watched the streaks int he sky. The oranges and reds. The last of the gulls flying away. Their screams too human. Silence setting in. the dull thrum of the morors beneath us.
 
Frank and Tina

We sat there in silence, holding hands, watching the seagulls following us in anticipation of the dinnertime garbage being dumped overboard

It wasnt quite time for the captain's dinner, and a few people strolled by, but basically we were alone to our thoughts of how this has all come about

Tina's mother had died and she had returned to the old home town, still legally married but in the process of a divorce from her husband. I was in the process of selling the business that had been in the family forever. We were old high school friends. I had been totally in love with her the whole time and that kept me from not comparing every woman I ever met to her, and every one fell short. I had waited and then suddenly there she was on my doorstep= stopping by to say hello while in town.

Being together we quickly discovered that we had loved each other all along, and became intense lovers. When the dust settled from her business ended wirth her mother's estate,we decided to go off on this cruise together, but it had all been discussed and settled between us - we both know this was forever, and was a honeymoon cruise for us, although we were not yet married and might not ever get legally married, due to her substantial net worth and the legal complications related to that

So, It was in total contentment that were together this way, and nothing really needed to be said.

Evening twilight elapsed into darkness. The stars started to appear, and it was a lovely evening. We were headed for warmer waters and hopefully tomorrow would bring a hot sunny day and enable us to don swimming suits and play in the pool, or play cards,or read, or whatever we might want tro do, inbetween making love constanrtly. Loking at my watch, I said "it is time-let's go to dinner"
 
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OOC I know I have been gone, but did we lose everyone? If so, well. Too bad. Going to play anyway. Sticking tongue out!!!

IC:
Tina: We wandered into the huge dining room and were promtly escorted the the Captian's table. the first to arrive. That's my Frank. Always early. Never wanting to put anyone out. So we ordered a glass of wine a piece and sat, talking and chatting. All the while looking around and noticing that if you looked at the decor closely, it became obvious it was all of an erotic theme. I blushed at the statue nearest. Two mermaids in the throes of passion, with each other.
 
Frank and Tina

Together we laughed about those mermaids.In fact I came very close to just picking up mysweet litt;e mermaid and carrying her to our grotto ip on the sun deck, and doing what the two statues were doing, but uit could wait a little while.

The wine tasted great, and the company was outstanding
 
Captain Thor

OOC: you knew that a captain would show up sooner or later..:)

Captain THor (who will just run the ship and the dinners or be an 'intimate' host - depending) is a commanding figure. Tall, silver hair, piercing blue eyes that speak of his Norse heritage - his life has been the sea. Currently he is the well paid captain of an intimate cruise ship that caters to the rich and sometimes famous. Thor is urbane, educated and witty. He also is careful never to press himself on the passengers. The owners instructions are clear....never be pushy.


IC: As we sail out of port, my eyes scan the sea, the tug, and the ocean beyond...

OOC again: talk about being out of phase...I did not read page 2...sorry, I'll fade back to my cabin...
 
Tabitha

Without regard for time or place, I ground myself against Tomas. His hands moved to my hips to control my rhythm as I undulated up and down on his cock. Sweet little shivers of delight darted up from my concealed sex.

Despite my body's need to rush and the insistance in Tomas's hands, I kept my movements slow and controlled, teasing and tormenting us both.

From concealed speakers, an announcement:

Dinner is now being served.

A devilish thought...
I wanted to see just how far I could push him without getting punished. Months ago, I had been won by Tomas as a prize, a submissive gift for his pleasure. I wonder what he would do if...

I bent low and bit him, sinking my teeth into the flesh just about his collarbone. His hands let go of my waist and I slithered off the bed.

"Time to get ready for dinner, darling. We are already late!" I said with an impish smile and a wrinkle of my freckled nose as I grabbed a dress and went into the bathroom.

When I emerged some minutes later, I had been transformed. Low cut silk sheath in black, strappy sandels, red hair in a French twist, tendrils framing my face...

"Please don't be angry with me."

I was a little afraid to look at him.

OOC: I fall to my knees in an abject apology for being late to post.
 
Tomas

The wench! Before I could react, Tabitha had scampered into the pseudo-protection of the bathroom. I rubbed my neck and looked in the mirror. The semi-circle marks of her teeth were visible even against my dark skin. I grinned at myself as I heard her moving in the other room, and started changing my clothes.

I was buttoning my shirt as she entered, a vision in sensual elegance. Please don't be angry with me, she said. My eyes narrowed as I walked behind her.

"Lean against the back of the couch," I said in a low voice. "Be careful not to wrinkle the silk." She bit her lip, but did as I commanded. I lifted the hem of her dress and carefully laid it across her back, exposing her delicate ass framed by a black thong. "You were impetuous," I continued, slowly pulling the tiny panty down her legs. "I don't mind, but such playfulness comes with a price." My hand stroked over the cool flesh of her naked bum, and I squeezed her briefly. She looked over her shoulder at me, her breath quickening in anticipation. I drew my hand back and sharply smacked her bottom, a red hand-print immediately springing into view. She bit back a cry but held her position. My hand descended again, spanking hard three more times against her quivering cheeks, each impact a solid smack. She held herself up against the couch, her face reddened and a glint of tears in her emerald eyes. I leaned forward and placed two gentle kisses against her reddened rump, then settled her silk covering back into position.

"Leave the thong on the floor," I said as she straightened. "I want the silk to caress your ass through the evening." I kissed her lips. "As a reminder of what bad little girls get." When she was composed, I opened the door and we proceeded up the corridor, arm in arm.
 
The others started arriving, and then the Captain. A tall handsome man. his steel eyes looking right through me, and making me feel nude. I cluthched Frank's hand. Silly I know, but I felt suddenly shy.
 
Frank

I saw Tina look at the captain, totally captivated by his handsomeness. I knew right then that this cruise was going to be a kittke dufferent than we expected. She started to blush and looked at me with a sheepish smile

I knew what she was thinking - how was she going to get into the captain's bed without getting me all upset?

Easily solved, I thought, but let's let nature take it's course.

I smiled and leaned over and kissed her and said "sexy, isnt he?"
 
Maria Cavalli

She had seen little on her quick walk, and quickly disinterested in it, she retreated to her room to change for supper, which had already been announced.

Donning a rather daring red number, with a neckline that plunged well below the space in-between her breasts, and yet left her covered, she smirked at herself in the mirror. It was a game to the woman to see exactly what she could get away with- pressing the limits of good taste, and seeing if the amass of her husband's fortune would balance it out, making everyone pretend it to be acceptable. Most often it did.

Slicking her lips with crimson red lipstick, she took a final glance into the mirror and placed a large, floppy brimmed black hat on top of her head- just because she knew it was not the sort of hat one should wear to dinner.

Closing the door to her suite behind her, she set off to meet the others for this 'manditory' meal. Fashionably late.
 
I blushed even redder as Frank whispered. "Sexy isn't he?" My eyes widenening even more as the tall gorgeous woman we had seen earlier enetered. Flouncing her way past the steward and ignoring the waiter who tried to help her. God, what confidance. Yet. No. I thought for a second I had seen loneliness in her eyes. No. She could never be lonely. She could have anyone or anything she wanted with a word.
 
Frank

As that pretty lady approach our table, my eyes were glued on her and myjuices started to boil. I wanted her next to me, so I stood, smiled, and held out the adjacent chair for her to sit,hoping she would accept my invitation.

I didnt know where Tina was going to end up but I knew whatshe wanted, and I wanted her totally comfortable with whatever happenned, and I wanted also to cover all my own possibilities
 
Maria Cavalli

She brushed past the 'help', ignoring all the constrictions of politeness, even though she was not precisely sure where she should be.

Much to her luck, a man stood and offered her a nearby chair, and she was thankful, though she would not let her body language show it.

She paused in her tracks, raising a delicate eyebrow as if to say 'And what are you doing?' but she said nothing. Instead she glanced down into the seat and then back up at the man. Moving with practiced grace she took the offered seat as if it belonged to her, ignoring the man as he pushed the seat up behind her, and sitting with formal posture.

"Grazie." she stated simply, as if it was almost an afterthought, not even looking upwards.

She raised her eyes to meet a blushing woman sitting very near to her. Her eyes wandered to the man.

"Do you mind if I smoke?" she asked, taking a silver cigarette case from her purse before she had even obtained permission. She flicked the case against the ball of her hand, and it opened, revealing several fine cigarettes.

She crossed one long leg over the top of the other, and dug in her purse for a lighter.
 
Frank

She sat next to me and lit a cigarette.

She was stunning. I couldnt take my eyes off of her.

A combo was playing music and there was a dance floor right near the dining tables, this being an unusuakl cruise ship. I wanted to ask this lady to dance, but as long as I was with Tina I just couldnt.

She had said Grazie when she sat. Using my muy poco italiano, I responded "prego", but could say no more

I hoped the Captain would ask Tina to dance so I was free to dance with this lady, but for the moment, just sat there in silencio.
 
I saw the way he was eyeing her. Since the others hadn't arrived yet I turned to the Captain.
"Sir. Is it permitted to have a dance with you?" Hoping he said yes, as he was a sexy speciman.
 
Maria Cavalli

Maria held her formal posture, arranging herself to appear in a posed but "relaxed" position, even though she was not. She felt like smiling at the attempt at Italian, but did not. She knew better than to expect he could understand her, but still she found the words coming from her painted lips, mockingly:

"Li pensate potete impressionarli con il vostro italiano difettoso? È quello un dolore che grande avete in vostro molto piccolo pene? Immaginate i miei labbri avvolti intorno esso, no? Riterrebbe meraviglioso. "

She turned up the corners of her lip in a slight and practiced smile, then brought the cigarette to her lips, inhaling, pausing, and then exhaling tendrils of whisping smoke toward the center of the table, where it hung like a strange spirit.

"When is dinner due to be over? I find these trappings dull, do you not?"
 
Frank

When she spoke, and after Tina had propositioned the Captain to dance, I was free to respond to the lady and suggest the same.

"Care to dance madame?"
 
Captain Thor

OOC: the captain awakes!

IC: ..........pulled from a reverie about square rigged sailing ships and the "real sailors" of yore, I realized that the lovely woman had been talking to me. I searched my memory banks and then it came to me. "Tina.....I may call you Tina I hope, I would be honored if you would grant me the pleasure of your company on the dance floor." Lifting a finger, I signaled the combo to play a slow, romantic medley.....prearranged by our very effecient cruise director.

I brushed a fleck of dust from my immaculate white uniform (epaulettes of gold on the shoulders), rose in a fluid motion, and extended my hand.
 
Tina:
Half angry with jealousy about Frank and that woman, and half in lust, okay more then half in lust with our Captain.
I slip into his arms. Trying to maintain a calm, dignified exterior. But he was so strong, and sure in his movements.
 
Captain Thor

As we tripped the light fantastic, I smiled down at Tina and asked, "What made you grace our poor vessel with your radiant beauty?"

As I spoke, we moved slowly around the small dance floor. She was a delightful dancer.....and I thought there might be more than met the eye 'neath her exterior..........

The movement of the ship and the muted vibration of the engines told me that all was well with my ship.
 
Maria

"Care to dance madame?" the man asked.

The woman across from her briefly pinched her face into a furious expression that Maria could not help but wonder if the man noticed.

Soon she had turned to the Captain, asking him to dance as if in revenge. Still, Maria was not uncomfortable in accepting the man's hand as he led them both to the dancefloor. It had happened many times to herself, when dining with Bartolo.

Maria stepped in toward him, wrapping her arms loosely about the man's neck, and bending in close to whisper into his ear.

"I don't think your lady friend is pleased..."
 
Frank

I smiled at her and replied "it's a long story. Want to hear it? "

She felt wonderful in my arms. I told her "mi chiamo Franco" She smiled at my Italian and told me she was Maria, and we again snuggled close as the nice slow dance continued. Over her shoulder I saw Tina snuggled with the captain, and she didnt look unhappy at all- in fact I knew just what she wanted, just as I saw in her face when the captain first approached the table,and they hadnt even yet met.

There was no questionin my mind where Tina wanted to spend the night, and I loved her for it, especially since we had just made love, and I knew how talented she was in that department and was more than honored that she would share that love with me.

But we both needed our space and after the time in the old home town where we were togwether constantly, we both needed to expand our horizons, which was why we took this cruise.

Maria was a little taller than Tina, and fit so nicely dancing with me. My mind was totally occupied with the thought of her dancing with me horizintally, and how nicely we would fit together.
 
Maria

Her voice was low, rich like chestnut. "Prego dicami, Franco. Do tell me your story..." she mewed in his ear, her lips close.

She could feel her nipples scraping lightly against his chest through the restraining cloth of both of thei garments, though she did not know if he realised she was doing this. Their knees brushed infrequantly, and his hand had wandered to the bare skin in the open back of her red dress. She certainly was glad she had worn it, his hands felt strong and wonderful against her flesh.

Her breath was hot upon his neck, her lips close. He was just taller than her, and glad to find a dance partner who she did not tower over in heels.

His leg found its way briefly in between hers, brushing her inner thigh momentarily. She did not know if he heard her quickening of breath.
 
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