Cruising for fun.

This last spring I went on a cruise through the eastern Caribbean. It was nice to get away for a while and forget about working.
Boarding the ship was rather uneventful, and I spent the first day learning my way around the ship, and finding the best places to relax.
We spent the first two days at sea, sailing from FT Lauderdale to St Kitts. Naturally, having two whole days at sea meant there was plenty of eye candy
playing about on the pool decks.

I loved watching all those young looking teen girls frolicking about in spam two piece bikinis. eventually I had to retire to my cabin and relieve myself.
that night I got drunk, wandered around, and discovered that the top deck's spa did not close until midnight. As it was already 1 am, I had no chance tonight.
But I figured tomorrow I could enjoy a little privacy in the spa without a dozen other people crowding their way into the somewhat tiny pool. The spa was built to hang over the side of the ship,
as if it were floating in mid air, but also offering a lot of concealment from the otherwise open deck space.

Fast forward to the second night at sea. It was about 8 o'clock. I ate my dinner, went to the sauna, had a couple drinks at the bar, then made for the top deck.
It was wonderful. not a living soul in sight. I took off my shirt and flip flops, set the jets on high, then set down into the empty spa.
Another thing I liked about the top deck was the lack of cameras. My military service, mixed with a general paranoia and desire for privacy, causes my to dislike being watched all the time.

For about 20 minutes I stayed there, enjoying the soft hum of the ship, the sound of waves below me, and the warm night breezes of the Caribbean.
Suddenly, my spider senses pinged a contact, with my military trained ears noticing the slightest change in ambient noise. It was footsteps.
I watched and waited, and saw this sexy young girl come around the corner from the stairs. she saw me as she walked up,
and we exchanged polite glances before she set down her towel and began to undress.
I glanced at my watch. 10:52. I looked back to see that she had taken off her shirt and shorts, leaving very little to the imagination.

She had deep blue eyes, soft pink lips, cream colored skin with almost no freckles or dimples at all,
a cute little belly button on her flat tummy, almost no body hair and a cute little up turned nose.
She was wearing a tight pink bikini bottom with a light blue and white top, and her golden blonde hair curled and feathered its way down to just above the center of her back.
She stood about 5 foot 2 inches, with nice, B cup breasts and a figure that suggested she was involved in some kid of sport, maybe swimming.
As I eyed her up and down she broke the silence and rumble of the spa jets. "Hi." she said, she saw me looking, I could tell by her smirk. lots of guys must gawk at her in a bikini.
"Uh, hello" I replied. "Nice night." Fuck, that was stupid.

"Yeah," she giggled. "It's nice to not have to do anything."
"I agree." I confidently responded.
"It's so empty up here," she said. "Why are you all alone?"
"I like the peace and quiet" I told her.
"Me too," she spat out. "I like to get away from my parents, sometimes."
"Parents?" my confusion must've seemed obvious.
"Yeah." she explained. "My mom and dad don't want me wandering around alone."
"I see" I replied to her.

"But they're asleep, so I snuck out!" she giggled excitedly.
"Snuck out?" now I was really confused.
"Yeah, but I'm already 15 1/2. I can take care of myself." she said, sternly.
"Oh!" I understood, now. "You looked older."
"I get that a lot" She said.

"It's good, though." I was back pedaling. "you seem very mature for 15"
"Thanks!" she said, with renewed confidence. "I'm Abby."
"I'm Steve" I announced as she scooted closer to shake my hand.
I could see her blushing as my foot brushed against her leg under the bubbles.
"Sorry," I laughed.
"It's ok, not like anyone's looking." she said, cutely.

We locked eyes for a moment, I was trying to figure out her expression.
"So are you having fun on your trip, Abby?" I spoke as calmly as my shaking nerves would allow.
She was still close to me, my foot still grazing her leg.
"Yeah," she said. "But I was really hoping to find a hot guy, here..."
She trailed off, looking me up and down. At least, what she could see above the water.
"Were you hoping to have a little vacation romance?" I ventured, pressing my foot slightly into her leg.
She smiled, biting her lip. "I wanted to have some fun, at least."

"Who says you can't have fun, Abby?" I said. I was feeling bolder, I started moving my foot up and down her shin, until I reached her knee.
"My Dad caught me with a boy from school, a few weeks ago." she confessed, as if she were betraying her closest friend.
"What were you two doing?" I asked, genuinely curious if teenagers now were really as wild as my friends with younger siblings tell me.
"We were having sex." she spoke softly. "My Dad saw us in his truck."
"OH." I replied, trying to hide my excitement from imagining this sexy young girl riding some lucky SOB's pole.
"Yeah..." I was grounded until we left." she told me. "So I didn't see him, again."
"Did you use protection?" I asked her.
"Yeah, but it felt weird." She explained. "The condom."

I was already in too deep, so I decided to keep digging.
"Have you ever had sex without a condom?"
"No." she said. "My friends are all on birth control. They say it's alot better."
"Are you on birth control?" I asked her.
"No, My mom & dad won't let me. They think I'll start sleeping around." She said, almost bitterly.
"I don't think you're the type." I said, reassuringly.
"THAT'S WHAT I SAID!" she exclaimed, jumping almost out of the water.

She came back down a little closer to me, and her knees hit my right knee, causing my foot to spring up.
She gasped as my toes bumped her bikini clad mound.
"Shit!" I said, under my breath.
"It- It's ok." she smiled. she was biting her lip, again.
"Are you ok?" I asked her.
"Yeah," she giggled. "That felt good."

"My foot?" I joked.
"Yeah, when it... touched me." she seemed shy about it.
"Do you like being touched there?" I asked her, feeling more confident.
She shook her head, obviously feeling turned on. I placed my hand on her thigh, above her left knee.
"How about here?" I looked into her eyes. she shook her head again. I moved my hand up and towards the inside of her left thigh.
"And like this?" I slid my hand up between her suddenly open thighs. Her breathing became shallow, almost bated.
"Yeah.." she said, biting her finger. She scooted closer to me, allowing me to reach further.
My hand slid up along her inner thigh, as if finding it's own way. Suddenly I felt cloth. I pressed a knuckle into her soft flesh, though the bikini.

She let out a moan, and rolled her eyes for a moment. "I like that." She scooted even closer. I glanced around, to make sure we were completely alone.
No one at the bar, sun chairs, or stairwell doors. Just me and this sexy young girl. And my hand on her crotch.
"Abby.." I started, before getting lost in her eyes. I moved my hand from her mound, and guided her sideways on to my lap.
My rock hard boner was struggling with the restraints of my shorts, but it still managed to poke her cute little ass when she sat down.
She looked at me as my hand once again slid and caressed its way up to her young, teenage mound. I could tell what she wanted, so I leaned in and started to kiss her.

Instantly, her arms were around my neck, grabbing and pulling as our tongues explored each other. I hooked a finger under the side of her bikini, and slowly, pulled it to one side.
My fingers found their way across smooth, hairless skin, until stopping at a warm, slippery slit. She kissed even harder as I ran my middle finger up and down her slit,
coming oh so close to her waiting hole. As my finger entered her, she let out a long moan. she pulled hard on my neck, as my finger buried itself up to the knuckle in her tight young pussy.
"Oh my god!" she mouthed as my finger began to move in and out of her. Her hips began rocking, and her nipples were visibly hard.
I used my other hand to massage and tweak her nipples through her bikini top, as I added a second finger to her young hole.

She slid her right hand down, across my chest and stomach, before stopping at the waistline of my shorts. After several failed attempts to get under the waistband,
her hand began to undo my front tie strings, and then unzip my plastic zipper. Her tiny hand found my erection and grasped as far around it as she could.
She began to pump my shaft in rhythym with the fingers that slid in and out of her young, hairless pussy.
We kissed again as our pace became faster, Finally she pulled back from me with a gasp.

"I want to do it." she whispered. "I want it inside me."
I didn't waste time asking if she was sure, her writhing body and fire-hot pussy told me all I needed to know. I sat her up and pulled my shorts down, freeing my eagerly waiting cock.
She hovered above me for a moment, as I helped her pull her bikini bottom as far to one side as it would go. I put my hand on her lower back, and guided her down,
while her hands found and rubbed on my dick. She lowered herself down, quickly, and my dick was jamming just an inch away from her waiting pussy.
I lifted her up and adjusted my dick, so that the head was barely pushing into her pussy. As soon as she felt it, she sat down, hard.

"UHHHHHNN!" she groaned into my neck as the unbelievably tight warmth enveloped my entire cock in a single thrust. I had to fight the urge to cum right then.
Her eyes were wide as she adjusted to the size of her new intruder.
"oh, oh, OHHH!!" she began to moan and gasp as we started up a rhythym. I worked my hands underneath her bra as she kissed me hard, between thrusts. I pulled her nipples as she rocked back and forth,
gasping my name. I pushed completely into her and lifted her off the seat, before walking to a section of the spa where I could stand and she could lay back on a drink table.
I began to thrust into her more rapidly. we only had a few more minutes before the spa would close, and the deck hands would show up to clean the top deck.

I could feel my orgasm building as Abby clawed and grabbed at any part of me she could reach. her legs wrapped around my back and she began to shake and thrash about, and her pussy clamped down on my dick.
I only lasted a few more seconds, with her hot pussy squeezing and milking my dick for every drop.
"Yes! Yes! YEEESSSSS!" she gasped and sighed as I gave in to my hormones and shot my entire load into her young, fertile womb.
We laid there for a few minutes, my cock still diamond hard, buried deep inside her.
I pulled out, and with a Passionate kiss, she stood up, pulling her bikini back into place.

"I gotta get back, Steve." she said, picking up her things. "Maybe we can chill again, tomorrow."
"Maybe, Abby." I winked at her. She smiled, flipped her hair and left.

I rented a house for me and my little sister Barb. But she said her friend Stacey was part of the deal. I was 30 and Barb was 25 but Stacey just turned 18. While they looked for a place we stayed at a friend's. The three of us slept on the floor in the living room.

I tried to get next to Barb but Stacey got between us. Later she was playing with my cock and we . wacked each other off. Till we got the house and then she said she'd share my room with me and Barb could have a room.

Stacey and Barb had different bodies. Stacey was taller 5'7" 125 lbs 36D. Barb was short and curvy. 5'1" 100-05 lbs DD or EEs huge boobs. Her ass was amazing to and firm like a teenage girl. I have thought about her jacking off many many times.

I started writing stories about how Barb and I would end up fucking. Everything from me catching her. To her catching me. Getting fucked up and take goofing around to far. Anyway I wrote 25-30 stories about us fucking.

We were up drinking late Friday night. Barb was flipping through channels and I was writing another story about how this was going to turn into us fucking. Well Barb stopped on HBO Real sex or something like that. But the subject was John Holmes and his 14" cock.

Barb said, bullshit I wanna see it. Then she shot over to me to look for him on my computer. Find me a video of John Holmes. Please?

I closed the window I was writing the story on and it said saved to file: Barb. I typed in John Holmes and it went to a list or clips and looked at her. She had this puzzled look. I asked which one?

What,huh? Oh any of them I guess.

I clicked on one and a couple minutes passed. She said it's bigger than most but I don't think it's as big as they say it is. Plus the close ups look fake like my dildo. You see how it bends. I don't believe anybody's bigger than 10" . Do you?

I started to answer her. She interrupted me. You need a beer? Didn't wait for me to answer. I'll be right back.

I was thinking about how close she came to seeing what I was writing.

She came back in and I told her, yes I knew for a fact that thiers dicks over 10 and noticed she wasn't wearing a bra anymore.

If your gonna show a video or pictures of one I don't believe it's real. I'm​ wondering what the file Barb is. Why do you have a file named Barb? What's in it?

Just things we've done like when we went to Santa Cruz and when we went to the vineyard with Sherry and Sherman to get laid. Then Sherry told my girlfriend the next day. Just stories. I've got one for everyone else.

Oh, so maybe I could read them? Or is that personal private stuff.

I guess if you really wanted to. I would let you see them. But what do you want to see first a 14" dick or the file?

I told you I don't want to see pictures or videos of it.

I heard you. I leaned over to pull the tape measure out the drawer. I gave it to her and pulled her onto my lap and opened the file Barb. I said reach down and pull up the leg of my shorts or raise up and I'll pull em down. Oh I recommend you start with Santa Cruz

She didn't say anything. She stood up and I thought she might be leaving. But she looked down to see if I pulled them down. I pushed them to my knees and she sat back down. I held my cock up so she could measure it

Oh my God! I don't need to I believe you. It's fucking huge. Santa Cruz,huh? She moved up enough to grind her pussy on my cock

I my hands into her shirt and finally touched her titties for the first time. Her nipples were thick and hard. I twisted and pinched fondled. Wow that's even better than I thought.

So, Santa Cruz nude beach. That's why you tried so hard to get me to go. You thought I might be up for some bother fucking once I saw your cock.

Mostly I wanted to see you naked. But my chances are better if we're naked. Right? I moved my right hand down her belly to the waistband of her shorts. I paused for a moment.

She took hold of my cock. My God it's so big. Stood up and pushed down on one side of her shorts and I pushed the other. I was looking at the greatest ass I have ever seen. I kissed her ass and spread the cheeks. Iicked and tongued her asshole .

WOO! Pushed her ass back in my face. Pulled off the shirt. While I tongued her asshole and fingered her pussy

Oh my God! I'm cumming. Right now. She grabbed her ass cheeks pulling them as wide as possible. Get it in there. Oh yeah, that's it. Oh fuck me! Yes! Yes! She pulled my face in her ass and held it as tight as possible.

She started shaking and squeeling . Then her legs went limp and I held her up against the dresser till her orgasm passed.

She turned around and grabbed my cock I got a look at her titties and prestine pussy. But before I could comment on the beauty I had before me. She mounted me and started riding.

Oh yeah, fuck me Clarence! Fuck me hard! Fuck your little sister!

I bit on one of her nipples. Then pinched the other one

Oh my God yes! I love it! Get it all in my pussy. Fuck me hard, harder than that!

I rolled her on back and pushed her knees to her chest. I said, okay I'm gonna gonna fuck you hard as I can. I pounded into her pussy. Fast and hard. No way I could keep it up for very long.

She was loving it . Howling and yelling at me to keep it up. I'm cumming over and over. Ohhhhh shit! Ohh shit! Oh shit!

I told her, I gonna cum. Where do you want it?

I don't care! I just want you to cum. Do it on me, I wanna see it. Taste it.

I stuck two fingers up her ass and she exploded into orgasms.

I said, here it comes . Get ready for it.

I'm ready for it cover me in your brotherly jizz

I pulled out and fired my goo in her face . She asked for more as I continued to pump cum in her face on her titts. Till she pulled me into her mouth and sucked the last of it from my cock.

We rested little and showered up. She asked me if I really did have stories about the others?

I do, but only Debbie our older sister and Cheryl our cousin I told her.

Can I read them? Did you ever show them the stories about how you fucked them? Did ever fuck them.

No they're all true and Debbie is the one that started the incest train.

She read the stories and said, I will be ready for more soon.

when i was about 16, or 17, right before my senior year of highschool, my parents made me go to camp with my grandparents one week. it was in PA, and it was just a big trailer camp, and mostly was full of old folk. they did stuff like big bingo games on fri and sat night, and had euchre every day at noon, that kind of shit. they also had a swimming pool, and a playground outside the clubhouse. (which is where most of the kids hung out that grandparents dragged along occasionally) there was never many kids there, and very few every came weekly.

but i remember i was swimming there, and a girl started talking to me. she couldnt have been more than 10 or 11, and was just being friendly. she said her grandparents were up at the clubhouse, playing cards (which is where mine were as well. i still dont know they dragged me there, we hardly ever spent any time together. There was always a lifeguard on duty when the pool was open, so it was a good drop off spot for kids)

Anyway, we talked for awhile, and splashed around for a bit. I still remember her bathing suit, it was a cute little 2 peice, yellow, with purple spirals around it, and a frilly thing around the waistband. i dont remember how it happened, but we decided to go up to the camp store, so we went to the golf cart (everyone drove golf carts at this campground, or 4 wheelers, never a car for some reason) and i took us up. we got ice cream bars and sat on the bench outside, and talked some more. over the week we met at the playground and walked around near the lake and stuff there. she always wore these cute little sundresses.
i began getting more bold the more i talked to her, and would give her piggy back rides, and swing her around in my arms and stuff. we went to this place that was just a big wooden platform that looked out over a huge ledge into a valley below, and sat down. i dont know what prompted me to try, but i began to finger her through her panties, and she didnt stop me, and seemed to actually enjoy it alittle bit. I remember getting scared when i heard another golf cart coming down and i called it a night and took her back to the playground so she could walk back to her grandparents.

the next day we met at the playground again as planned. this time i loaded the golfcart with a blanket, and some sandwiches and soda, and took us to the other side of the lake, that was more wooded, and had hiking paths through it. i found us a nice secluded spot, and i completely stripped her naked, and just played with her.

she was very shy, but didnt put up any kind of fight, and just went along with it. i had only had sex a few times, and only with one girl, at this point, just the year before. being a teenager, i was constantly horny. she had no breasts of course, but these great little bumps that were just hints of nipples that i enjoyed tonguing. i still remember how sweet her bald little pussy tasted when i started eatting her out on that blanket.

after a few minutes of that, i took off my pants, and introduced her to her first penis. she was fascinated by it. she kept stroking it, and playing with my balls. and finally, i got her to lick it, then take it in her mouth. between my stroking, and her tonguing, it couldnt have been more than a few minutes before i shot my load all over her flat little chest. she was obviously startled and caught off guard by it, but then thought that was the funniest thing, and i can still picture her laughing about it.

what happened next is what makes me feel guilty sometimes; i laid her down on her back, and ate her out for a bit again, than began moving my dick against her pussy, back and forth, and sort of letting the tip slip in between her lips. when i started to push in more, she told me it hurt, and that she wanted me to stop pushing. but i didnt, i just kept going. i finally fully penetrated her, and she started crying. i remember just fucking her right there, in the middle of the woods as she cried. i dont think i have ever cummed so hard in my life. it was just oozing out of her tight little hole, mixed with a little bit of blood. as soon as i was done, and pulled out, she stopped crying almost immediately, and i held her for alittle bit, and told her i was sorry, and that we wouldnt do it again, if she didnt want to. we ate, and went to the pool, and didnt do anything more that day.

i was scared all night, thinking she was going to tell someone. but the next day, there she was again, at the playground, just sitting on the swings. we went back out to one of the picnic tables by the lake, and fooled around again, where i got her to give me another blowjob, and i ate her sweet pussy again. it was either that day, or the next, that i was going home, and i convinced her to let me keep her panties. they were white cotton ones, with little colored hearts on them. i remember i jacked off into them so many times. and to this day, i cant recall whatever happened to them. when i got back, and i would fuck my girlfriend, i could never forgot how tight her pussy was, it was like a visegrip on my dick, and my gfs just didnt compare.

that was 11 years ago, and now, i sometimes find myself wondering what ever happened to her. if she still thinks about me, and if she does, exactly what she thinks. i cant remember her name, but she will always hold a special place in my heart. I vaguely recall having one of those wind up, disposable cameras that were popular then, just before cameras in your cell, and taking pictures of her. I know i never got them developed because I was afraid to take it anywhere, because I didnt know if photo technicians looked at the pictures while they developed. I remember hiding the camera somewhere, and not throwing it away, but i havent found it since that summer.

anyhow, it doesnt really matter if you believe this story or not. just something i thought I would share for those who were interested.

I've never written about anything like this, so sorry if I go on a bit too much but here goes.

I was on holidays with my wife recently and had one of the craziest experience that I ever had.

My wife is very good looking with a great body. When we do go out at home, I notice looks that she gets from men and I kind of enjoy it. Well our trip away was no different. In fact, she was getting more glances because her outfits were that bit more revealing. She'd have shorter sundresses, wearing bikinis, well just dressing for the heat.

On the last night of our trip, well last day, my wife had a bit too much to drink. I'm usually the one with too much drink taken and having my wife looking after me, not me looking after her like I was doing tonight. 

I didn't have that much say in minding her because she wasn't listening to me. I was trying to get her back to the hotel but all she wanted was another drink. She would stumble up to the bar to get another drink and she wouldn't get back for ages. She was being chatted up and she was enjoying every minute of it. Men would be buying her drinks and she'd accept them and I could see them trying to get off with her but she would come back to the table and you should see the faces of the men, who would follow, as she sat down with me. I enjoy it. 
 
She promised me, if we went into this one bar/nightclub down the street, she would have one drink there and then we'd head back to the hotel. So I agreed.

One drink turned into three. She was bad enough before these drinks but now she hardly knew what was happening. I noticed that one of the shoulder straps of her sundress was slipping off of her shoulder and i don't know what happened but something came over me. A mist of perversion. I wanted to expose one of her boobs and to let her, monster, nipples showing. 

So I went to work.

Getting her string shoulder strap was going to be easier that trying to get her tit out of her strapless bra. I decided to try to unclasp the bra a let gravity do the rest. I placed my hand on her back , placed my fingers on either side of her bra strap and waited for people to pass by, as what was happening in this crowded place. First group passed and rubbed off of us and I tried to squeeze the straps together with no luck. But the good thing was she didn't notice. On the fourth try, bingo, I felt the strap unclasp. Still I had my hand on her back trying to keep her bra from flinging open. I widened my fingers and let it go as more people pushed through. To my joy, she didn't notice. I just waited to see if it would fall without her noticing it. It took a bit of time but as she was bouncing to the music and  reaching for her drink, I could see the bulkiness of her bra sliding down her dress settling around her stomach. All I did was reach for her waist, whispered into her ear if she wanted another drink and slightly pulled out her dress and I see her bra at her feet without her noticing. I picked it up and stuffed it into my pocket as I went for a drink.i was in no rush home now.

Now for her strap.

The straps were only tied with a bow. I was thinking that I could slowly pull one of the strings and undo it. I placed my hand on her shoulder, I grabbed one of the ends of the bow and everytime we got bumped into, I'd pull on the string. It worked perfectly. With the last tug, one of the strings fell down the back and the strap that I had I left it over her shoulder. What was going to happen. I couldn't wait to see.

It didn't take long for gravity to take over. Bit by bit the string strap was sliding over her shoulder. Plop, the string fell off her shoulder and came to rest on the triangle of fabric covering her tit. She didn't notice. Slowly, very slowly, more of her boob was showing. I also saw more and more people start to also notice what was happening. I first saw this one guy tapping his friend with his elbow and pointed in our direction. She's now being checked out by so many guys and she has no idea. Now, at this time the only thing holding the material of her sundress up is her thick nipple. We can now see her areola. It's only a matter of time before the big reveal. She already had phones being pointed in our direction. They too were hoping that she wouldn't notice or me, they didn't know that I was the one who instigated this whole settling. 
                            ...Boom..... out came her tit.
More phone are pointing at us, not us but my wife's exposed boob. Man, I was really enjoying that my wife was giving so much pleasure to so many men and she doesn't have a clue. 

We stayed there for over an hour after the big reveal. She was oblivious to what was happening. But she was the most photographed, videoed and ogled at person. What a hard-on I had. 

She had to the toilet which was at the other end of the bar and she was turning even more heads with her walk of shame. Well it wasn't, shame, when you don't know, but her walk of, pleasure, from all the enjoyment she was giving so many people. All things come to an end. When she arrived back her sundress was tied back over her shoulder. She was being chatted up by a group of teenagers and she was enjoying the attention. She had someone's hand was on her ass and he was rubbing and squeezing it. The next thing his hand disappeared under her sundress which slightly showed off one of her cheeks and the waistband of her g-string. She started to kiss a different person while others were grabbing at her tits. I can see her knees spreading as another hand was being rubbed on her pussy ( or she has being fingered ) I really was enjoying this sight and so were a lot more. How far will this go. They had her tits out, sucking and squeezing her nipples and her dress around her waist with hands all over her and I do mean, all over her. Phones were out everywhere. Selfies being taken kissing her, sucking her tits and even between her spread legs. She was turned into a slut who was ready to be used and seem to be enjoying it. Believe it or not I too had my phone out and was recording her enjoying being a sex toy. 

The next thing. Big moan from the crowd and cat whistles. The bouncers came and separated everybody. They threw the fellas out and one of the bouncers led her in my direction. I turned my back to them pretending that I didn't see anything and the bouncer very politely tapped me on the shoulder asking me if she was with me. When I said yes, he said that some people were bothering her and he thought it was better if I took her home and to be careful on your way back to the hotel. 

Well to this day she has always said that she can't remember what happened that night. Do I believe her? Probably not. Have I ever shown her the video that I took? No, that will be used one of these days. I'm still having way too much fun with her, but I am thinking how I enjoyed seeing her being felt up by other fellas so much that I might show her. I can't tell you how many times I've watched they video.

I hope I didn't bore you with this story. I'm interested to hear what you have to say about my experience.