I used to think that cruises were only for old people. Then I discovered that when I was finishing up a project that a cruise was a great way to focus. Most days during the day people would go off on excursions leaving me to focus on work. Then in the evening there was food and drink. I didn’t need to waste any time doing chores. And more to the point, there were attractive women in revealing summery clothes once my workday was done.

One cruise was out of Miami around the Caribbean for a week. The first evening, as we left Miami Harbor, I noticed two women having a drink at the bar. I casually came up beside them and ordered myself a drink off the barman.

“How’re you doing?” I asked.

“Great. And you? You’re on your own?”

“Yes. It may seem weird but I come on cruises to get work done. I’m not that interested in the excursions, I’ve been all round the Caribbean before. And I don’t need any discount jewelry. How about you?”

“We’re together.”

I noticed now that they both wore wedding rings.

“You’re married?”

“Yes.”

I wondered for a moment if they were lesbians, although usually at least one of a lesbian couple is not so attractive. They don’t need to measure up to men’s stereotypes of attractiveness. Rachel realized what I was thinking.

“No. I mean, yes, we’re married. But not to each other, we’re not like that. It’s not even legal in our state. My husband and I won the cruise in a raffle at his work. He couldn’t come due to work, which is kind of ironic. So I invited Lisa along. I’m Rachel by the way.”

“I’m Paul,” I said, formally shaking her hand.

“Obviously I’m Lisa,” the other woman said as she shook my hand.

“You really work on board?” said Rachel.

“Yes, really. There’s good internet. Free food. Coffee whenever I want it. A gym. A laundry. I don’t need to waste any time doing anything during the day. Then in the evenings I can relax. Work hard. Play hard. Pretty girls in the bar is a nice bonus.”

“Well thanks, I guess.”

The two women were both very pretty. Rachel had straight black hair and a perfect figure, long legs and nicely proportioned breasts that the sun-dress she wore did little to hide. I could imagine reaching out and pulling it down exposing her. Lisa had long blonde wavy hair. She too had a great figure and larger rounded breasts that the top she was wearing struggled to contain. They both seemed like they were in their early to mid twenties.

“Which deck are you on?” I asked.

“We’ve a fantastic cabin,” Rachel replied. “We’d never be able to afford it if it weren’t for the raffle. It’s huge. We’ve a big living room, a bedroom. Plus we’ve a balcony with a table and chairs.”

I laughed. “My cabin doesn’t even have a view. But it was cheap and there is nothing to distract me from work when I’m in it. So how long have you been married?”

“Two years,” Rachel replied.

I turned to Lisa. “Almost exactly the same,” she said. “We got married a couple of months apart although we didn’t know each other back then.”

Two beautiful married women sharing a cabin. I hadn’t yet decided which one should be the target for me to hunt. But it might be difficult to get them separate so for now I’d hunt them both. You never knew if a married woman would be willing to do it, so best to keep more than one option open. Of course a threesome would be the best possible outcome.

After we had had our drinks we went to the restaurant and it was completely natural for the three of us to share a table. It turned out they were from a small conservative town in the Midwest and this was their first cruise.

“So when do I get to see you in your bikinis?” I said smiling.

“You’re so naughty,” Rachel said. “Besides, I bet Lisa is the one you really want to see. Look at her, she can only just keep her boobs in her sun-top.”

“Rachel!” Lisa said. “We barely know him.”

I laughed. “Barely. That’d be nice.”

It was Lisa’s turn to laugh. “You wish.”

We flirted a little through dinner but it was too soon to do more, too soon to do anything other than make sure they didn’t talk much to other men that evening.

The next day I worked while most people, including Lisa and Rachel, went ashore to explore the island. Which, I recalled, mostly seemed to consist of a main street with lots of shops that catered to tourists selling comparatively expensive products like Rolex watches for a lot less than back in the US.

In the early evening I strolled up to the pool. I had guessed correctly that Rachel and Lisa would have gone to the pool once they got back on the ship. They were there, lying on two recliners as the sun got lower in the sky. They were both dressed in bikinis, nothing too revealing but not exactly modest either. I had a feeling neither girl had worn their bikini in the local swimming pool at home in front of their husbands. They were new for the cruise.

“Aha,” I said as I pulled up a chair. “I finally get to see you in swimsuits. It was worth the wait.”

“You like to flirt, don’t you?” Rachel said.

“Of course, it’s harmless fun. I can stop if you want.”

“No way. Girls love to be flirted, if that is a word.”

Lisa turned to her. “Should we go for an aperitif in the bar?”

“I’ve got a better idea,” I said. “How about I buy a bottle of wine and we drink it on your balcony and watch the sunset.”

Lisa and Rachel looked at each other. They didn’t need to say a word, they were clearly close friends. In the ten seconds they were deciding I could see the questions in their eyes. Is it OK to take a guy to our cabin? Does he look like a criminal? Do you fancy him?

“OK,” Rachel said.

They gave me their cabin number. I went to the bar and bought a bottle of wine. A moment later I was knocking on their cabin door. I opened the wine, poured three glasses and we walked out onto the balcony and sat down. Gradually the sun sunk below the horizon and the sky started to turn from blue to orange to red.

“Gosh, this is perfect,” Rachel said as I poured the last of the wine into her glass.

“You know what would make it even more perfect?” I asked.

“Another bottle of wine?”

“Well yes, but that’s not what I was thinking of,” I said. “If you took your bikini tops off.”

There was silence for a moment. I resisted the urge to break the tension, to pretend I was only joking.

“You are such a perv,” Rachel said.

“Come on,” I continued. “When did you last do something so naughty but fun. I’ll go and buy another bottle of wine and you take your tops off by the time I get back.”

“We haven’t agreed yet,” Rachel said.

“You know you want to.”

Rachel laughed. “I do not! But it is tempting to…you know…do something we’d never dare do at home.”

“I can’t believe you’re really considering it,” Lisa said.

“Come on, you win the boob competition anyway. Mine’ll hardly get a glance.”

“But…we’re married.”

I laughed. “Which means your breasts don’t get nearly enough admiration.”

“That’s true,” Lisa said. “I’ve only been married a couple of years and we’re at the reading in bed and wearing flannel pajamas stage. My boobs get very little admiration.”

“Sounds like your sex life could do with some improvement,” I said.

“That’s true. But don’t get any ideas. Taking my top off is my limit.”

“So you’re going to do it?” Rachel asked.

“Only if you do.”

“But he’ll just ogle us.”

I laughed again. “I promise not to do that. Just discreet glances.”

Rachel sighed. “Whatever. Go get the wine then. Take the key so…”

“So you don’t have to open the door topless.”

“Exactly.”

I left to go and get more wine. When I opened the door and went out to the balcony, there was the glorious sight of two lovely women wearing just their bikini bottoms. Both women’s breasts were even more impressive than I had imagined. Rachel’s were not as big as Lisa’s but were very firm, with pert nipples that were hard from the cool breeze that had come up as the sun had set. Lisa’s breasts were big round hemispheres crowned with large light brown areolas and nipples the size and color of hazelnuts. I immediately imagined my mouth on them.

I opened the second bottle of wine and topped up everyone’s glasses. I was still pretty sober but the girls were starting to get a little drunk. I was as good as my word and tried to pretend that it was totally normal for us to be sitting there with their tops off having a normal, if slightly flirty, conversation. I really didn’t spend my whole time staring at their breasts although I was very conscious of them.

“We should go for dinner,” I suggested.

“OK,” Lisa said. “But we need to get changed. So look at Rachel’s tits while I go for a shower.”

I watched her breasts bounce very attractively as she stood up and left the balcony.

It was tempting to try something with Rachel while Lisa was in the bathroom. But I decided two things. One, it was still a little too soon. And two, I wanted both of them and it didn’t seem completely out of the question that they might encourage each other to go further together than either one would alone.

“They’re lovely,” I said. “So do they get any more admiration from husband than Lisa’s?”

“You can’t just ask that.”

“I just did.”

“Hmm. Let’s just say you’re doing a better job of admiring.”

“Does it make you feel sexy? Being topless.”

“Gosh,” Rachel replied, clearly a bit embarrassed and, I was certain, more than a little aroused too. “Let’s change the subject. Did you get lots of work done today?”

We talked more casually for a few minutes until Lisa came out of the bathroom in a summer dress and it was Rachel’s turn for a shower.

“Wow,” I said to Lisa, “You look great. I’d better go and change too or you’ll be chasing all the other men on the ship.”

She laughed. “I can promise you that’s not going to happen. Remember, I’m married. When I was in the shower I couldn’t believe we did it. The bikini top thing, I mean. How did you persuade us?”

“You loved it.”

“I did, I admit. I didn’t expect to. You didn’t stare at me the whole time but I kept catching you taking glances at me. And you weren’t looking in my eyes. But you made it seem flattering rather than creepy.”

“They are fabulous and you know it. I bet you were popular in high school.”

She laughed. “I was so shy. I don’t think I even realized that boys were interested in me. Besides, that is not the best reason for interest. All that first and second base stuff.”

I went and changed and once again we had dinner together. I decided that tomorrow would be the time to try something, there were getting ripe, ready to try and taste a little of their forbidden fruit.

I knocked on their cabin door the following evening with a bottle of wine. We hadn’t arranged anything but by now it had become routine and it was clear they expected me. They were both in bikinis again. I suspected why. They knew I wouldn’t let them keep their tops on for long.

“No wine until you take them off,” I teased as I grabbed the corkscrew and we moved out onto the balcony.

“We have to do it every day?” asked Lisa.

“Of course.”

I reached out and behind her neck and undid the tie. The triangles of her top fell from her large breasts. She reached behind herself and took the top off completely. Rachel moved over in front of me and looked at me expectantly. I untied her top. She turned around and let me unclasp it and remove it.

I waited until the girls had drunk a full glass of wine so they were a little more relaxed. I pulled my polo shirt off over my head. I lift weights, even though I’m not ripped or anything.

“Wow, you hide some surprisingly good muscles under that old shirt,” said Lisa.

Rachel was more forward and reached over and ran her fingers over my chest. “Nice,” she said.

“Hey, hands off the merchandise. If you get to touch my chest, I get to touch yours.”

“No way,” she said. “That’s not the same thing at all.” But I could sense a slight disappointment that I didn’t try, so she could pretend to fight me off and eventually surrender.

“Do you know what I think you should do?”

She paused. “I’ve got a pretty good idea.”

“No,” said Lisa firmly.

“Come on, it would be so exciting.”

“For you maybe. For me it’d be terrifying.”

Rachel paused. “You have to do it for us too.”

I didn’t need any more encouragement and before they could tell me they were only joking and back out I unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them off along with my underwear. I was completely naked.

“Your turn,” I said.

“I never agreed to that,” said Rachel.

“I’ve shown you mine. Now you have to show me yours.”

She was wearing one of those bikini bottoms that has ties on either side of her hips. I reached over and grabbed one of the ties. I started to pull.

“No,” she said. But she was smiling. I could tell she was just putting up a little token resistance and she did nothing serious to stop me as I pulled and the bow came undone. She undid the bow on the other side and pulled her bikini bottom off her body. She was shaved smooth. She kept her legs together so I couldn’t really see her pussy, just the furrow of her slit and the merest hint of what those fleshy lips concealed.

I turned to Lisa. “Now you.”

“I can’t. I’m married.”

“So am I,” said Rachel. She lifted up her left hand. “In fact the only thing I’m wearing is my wedding ring.”

“But nobody…before…I can’t…” Lisa’s voice faded away.

“Didn’t you have boyfriends before your husband?” I asked.

“No. He’s the only one. I’d never seen another naked man until two minutes ago. Never seen another…you know.”

“And no other man has seen your pussy before.”

She blushed. “No. That is why the idea is so scary.”

“So I’ll be the second,” I said.

Lisa laughed nervously.

“Come on Lisa,” Rachel said. “You can’t leave me hanging out to dry like this on my own.”

Rachel moved behind Lisa and put her thumbs into her bikini bottom. She paused, seeing just how reluctant Lisa was. When Lisa just stood there meekly, Rachel pushed her thumbs down slowly. Lisa stood motionless as her friend stripped her. Her pussy slowly came into view. It was mostly shaved but retained a small patch of lioness-colored hair just above the top of her slit. Lisa blushed bright red as she watched me inspect her most private region.

“See, it’s not that bad,” Rachel said.

“I feel more naked than naked, if that makes any sense. Defenseless. Like I’m an animal being inspected at the market.”

I refilled everyone’s wine glasses and we all sat down as if it was an everyday event for us to all to be naked. I imagined having sex with the two of them and let myself get hard. I could feel their gaze on my cock as it gradually grew bigger and rose up. Rachel licked her lips, clearly aroused by the whole situation. Lisa was, if anything, even more red with embarrassment, or arousal, but trying to hide it. But neither girl could look away.

“Oh gosh,” said Lisa.

“Wow,” Rachel said. “Impressive.”

She licked her lips again. I don’t know if she was doing it consciously or not but it was hard not to imagine her tongue on my cock. If anything I got a bit harder still.

“Let me see yours,” I said to her.

“What do you mean?”

“Open your legs at least a little.”

“Really? I’m not sure I can do it. It’s like my knees are glued together.”

But she slowly opened her legs and I got to see her pussy. She had big fleshy outer lips that completely hid her inner lips inside.

“How about you Lisa?”

I expected her to refuse but she surprised me. “I’ll do it on one condition.”

“What?”

“This is so embarrassing.” She paused, bright red in the face. “I want to see you do it. I’ve never seen it.”

I laughed. “That is very cryptic. You want to see me stroke it.”

“Yes,” she said. It was barely more than a whisper, an admission of guilt to such a wicked thought. “I don’t really know how men do it.”

“You’ve never watched any porn?”

“Gosh no. Girls don’t where we are from.”

“I do sometimes,” said Rachel. “When I…you know.”

“Masturbate?” I said.

She laughed. “Not that I ever do. Being a good girl and all.”

“Do you masturbate, Lisa?” I asked.

She blushed again. “I’m not going to admit to that.”

“I think that means yes,” said Rachel.

“Are you going to do it?” Lisa asked.

I reached down and started to stroke my cock slowly. “Do you have any lotion?”

Lisa got up and went back into the cabin and re-emerged with a small bottle of hand-lotion. She tried to pass it to me but I didn’t take it.

“Put some on for me.”

I hoped she would do it with her hand but that was a step too far. She uncapped the bottle and dribbled some onto my cockhead. It was much more comfortable to stroke myself once my cock was slippery with lotion.

“You need to keep your part of the deal,” I said.

She sat down, took a deep breath and then spread her legs wide. Her pussy was very different from Rachel’s, with big dusty-pink inner lips like a Georgia O’Keefe flower painting.

“In for a dime, in for a dollar,” she said. She licked her finger, reached down and pushed it into the petals between her legs. She started to caress her clit, putting on a show for me.

“Fuck that is hot,” said Rachel. “I’ve never seen that…another woman I mean.”

“Do it too,” Lisa said. She was shy when not aroused but certainly became more fearless once her juices started to flow.

Rachel reached down with one hand and parted her outer lips opening up her pussy and revealing neat little pink inner labia. With a finger of her other hand she started to stroke her own clit.

Both girls turned back to watch me masturbating as they stroked themselves.

“I want to see it,” Lisa said. “All the way. You know.”

“You want to see me cum?”

“Don’t make me admit it. You know I do.”

“Has your husband ever done it for you?”

“Never. I’ve never seen it before. I bet Rachel wants to see it too.”

“For sure,” she said. “It looks so erotic. I used to make my boyfriends do it for me occasionally. Sometimes I’d get them to cum all over my body.”

“Really?” said Lisa. “That sounds disgusting.”

“It does sound a bit gross. But it’s actually hot and sexy.”

“Is that what you want?” I said. “Me to cum on you.”

“Shit. I don’t know. If you want to then just do it without asking.”

I was actually close to cumming. I stood up over where Rachel lay back in her chair masturbating. The first rope of cum shot from my cock over her belly up onto one of her breasts right beside her nipple.

“Oh my god I’m cumming too,” Lisa groaned. She continued to stare at my twitching cock as I sprayed cum all over Rachel’s body.

As I continued to stroke, more jets spurted out onto Rachel until finally the last drips fell just above the slit of her pussy on her mound, where her pubic hair would be if she had any. At the same time Lisa was sighing and moaning as her own orgasm flooded her body with excitement.

“Lick it up,” I said to Lisa.

“What?”

“My cum. Lick it up.”

“But…”

“Don’t think too much about it. Just do it.”

I didn’t think she would dare to but she stood up and bent over her friend and licked my cum from her belly. But she carefully avoided the cum that was on Rachel’s breast and close to her pussy.

“All of it,” I said.

Lisa must have been really turned on since she didn’t hesitate any more. She ran her tongue over Rachel’s breast and licked up the cum. Rachel let out a little moan of pleasure as Lisa’s tongue all but nudged against her nipple. Lisa moved lower and licked those last few drops from Rachel’s mound. She came instantly.

“Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh I can’t believe you are doing that. Wow. Wow. That feels so good.”

She closed her eyes as her body was consumed with the fire of her orgasm. Lisa sat back down in her chair looking exhausted. She took a sip of wine.

“I’ve never done anything like that before,” she said. “Things I shouldn’t do.”

“You had sex before marriage,” Rachel said, opening her eyes.

“But to my future husband. That hardly counts. Even the prudish Victorian English did that. I’ve never seen another naked man. Shit, I’ve never seen a naked woman either. I’ve never seen a guy masturbate. Nor a woman. I’ve never seen a guy cum like that. I’ve never licked a breast, never mind whatever you call it down there. I’ve never tasted cum before.”

“You’ve never sucked your husband?” Rachel asked.

“No. Come on, you know how conservative most people are in our town.”

“Do you want to suck me?” I asked.

“I don’t know. I’m all mixed up now. Too many new experiences. And I’m a happily married woman who doesn’t take her clothes off in front of her friends, let alone some semi-stranger we met a couple of days ago. This is so not me.”

I changed the subject, so she didn’t feel too uncomfortable. Then we watched the sunset in silence for a little bit as we finished the rest of the wine.

“We’d better go to dinner,” Rachel said. “Or I can guess where this will end up.”

“And you don’t want that.”

“Not now.”

“Meaning not yet.”

“Perhaps.”

“Meaning ‘yes’ but you don’t want to say so explicitly.”

“You are so naughty.” She paused and looked me in the eye. “Perhaps.”

Again, Lisa went for the first shower. I could feel myself getting hard again just from being naked with Rachel.

“Suck me,” I said. “Before she comes back.”

She laughed. “You really think I’ll do that.”

“I do. I think you’re adventurous enough.”

She got out of her chair and knelt down between my legs where I sat.

“I’m a married woman about to suck off a random guy.”

“I’m not a random guy, we’ve spent hours together.”

“Yeah. But it’s not like we know that much about each other. Plus there is all the faithfulness stuff. I’ve been a good girl until this cruise. Now I’m being bad.”

She lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth. She lifted it up for a moment.

“You taste good,” she said. “Like you just came. Musky and sexy.”

“You just came too.”

“I know. I’m sure you’re going to taste it before we get off this ship.”

“It?”

She started licking me again, only lifting her mouth off from time to time to have a conversation with me.

“My pussy. I know I won’t say no when you try. And I know you’ll try. I shouldn’t tell you that in advance, I should keep it a mystery as to how I’ll react. I can’t be bothered to play games though.”

“Lisa’s is more of a mystery.”

“For sure. It’ll take all your expertise to get to lick hers. But wow, I’d pay a premium to watch that. She’s not exactly a prude but close. It was a total surprise when she masturbated herself in front of us.”

“She licked your breast.”

“She all but licked my pussy. I couldn’t believe it. I’ve never had a woman run her tongue over me like that. It was unexpectedly exciting.”

“I noticed. It made you cum.”

Rachel bent down and started to lick my cock more seriously, not trying to have a conversation with little licks when it was my turn to talk. She bobbed her head up and down and gradually took me deeper into her mouth. She soon had me close to cumming as she took me into the back of her throat. With one hand she stroked my shaft and the other she caressed my balls.

“Now you are going to make me cum,” I said quietly to her.

She moved back, opened her mouth wide and stroked my hard with her fist. Just at that moment, Lisa came out of the bathroom fully dressed. She watched as Rachel finished me off, blasting into her open mouth. She pumped me empty and as the spurts got less dramatic she wrapped her mouth around my cock and sucked the final drips from me.

“Fuck,” Lisa said. “You should so not have done that. But it was amazing to watch.”

Rachel swallowed my cum. “Your turn next,” she said.

“I don’t know how to do it.”

“I’ll teach you,” Rachel said.

“But…”

“But what?”

“I don’t really know. Everything in my upbringing says I shouldn’t do it. But…”

“…but your pussy says you should,” I said.

She laughed. “It certainly has a mind of its own. Once I’m warmed up I’m up for a lot more than when I’m all calm and collected. Plus I love to learn new stuff. But I really mustn’t. Married, remember. My husband till death us do part.”

“You’re not sounding convinced,” Rachel said laughing.

Lisa laughed too. “We’ll see. I don’t really know myself.”

The next day I worked until early evening while the girls were on an excursion on the island where we were moored in the bay. I went and bought two bottles of wine and went down to their cabin. They let me in. They were dressed in shorts and tops, presumably what they had been wearing ashore.

“No clothes on the balcony,” I said. I walked out there, put the wine down on the table and then slipped out of my shorts and T-shirt. By the time I turned to look, Rachel was already naked. Lisa was still hesitating but I had no doubt she would eventually strip. I’d already seen her naked with her legs spread wide so she didn’t really have anything to hide.

Rachel sat down on one of the chairs and I poured her a glass of wine. I knelt down in front of her. She didn’t need any instructions, she had already told me she would do it the evening before. She spread her legs and moved herself to the edge of her seat and lay back. I leant forward and very lightly ran my tongue the length of her slit. I felt her shiver with anticipation. With the fingers of both hands I gently opened up her pussy, revealing the delicate folds within. I pushed my tongue into her opening.

“Oh my god,” I heard Lisa say. “You guys don’t waste any time.”

I pulled back and looked at her. She was not completely naked, still wearing her panties.

“It’s sexy to watch,” Lisa continued.

“It’s even sexier to experience,” said Rachel.

“Take your panties off and I’ll do you too,” I said.

“I’ve never…he’s never…it’ll be my first time.” But she slipped her panties over her hips and stepped out of them naked. Once again her face was pink with a mixture of arousal and embarrassment.

“Then you are in for a fabulous treat,” Rachel said as she put her hand on my head and directed me back between her legs. I pushed my tongue back into the furrow of her pussy and let the tip seek out the tiny bud of her clit. She gasped when I hit it.

“Oh Lisa,” Rachel moaned, “I can’t believe you’ve never tried this. It’s the best.”

She reached out and grabbed Lisa’s hand and pulled her over. Lisa stepped over Rachel’s legs and sort of sat on her lap and leant back, lying on top of Rachel breasts. Both girls’ pussies were there in front of me, one above the other, as different as any two pussies could be. I licked the length of Rachel’s fleshy slit but then I kept going up until I was licking the length of Lisa’s beautiful orchid-like pussy too.

“Oh gosh that is so intimate,” Lisa sighed.

Rachel reached around her friend and put her hands on Lisa’s breasts. She started to rub her nipples. Meanwhile my tongue was swirling around in the entrance to Lisa’s cunt. As I continued to explore the petals of Lisa’s pussy, I pushed a finger into Rachel’s. Gradually I worked out how to pleasure both women at once. I would finger-fuck Rachel and occasionally I would descend from Lisa’s pussy to tongue her clit. Then back up to Lisa’s previously unlicked pussy.

“Oh my god I’m so close,” Lisa moaned. Rachel stopped rubbing her nipples and started to pinch them hard. At the same time I attacked Lisa’s clit harder and faster. I moved my finger from inside Rachel and forcefully jabbed it into Lisa. That was all it needed.

“Oh yes, you guys are wonderful, that’s so wonderful. Who knew it could be so good? So personal. I’m cumming.”

Her body went rigid for a second and then she started to shake almost like she was having a fit. I fingered her and tongued her and Rachel squeezed her nipples and rubbed her breasts as Lisa’s body was consumed with her climax. She started to moan, cry out really. Rachel moved one hand from Lisa’s breast and put it over her mouth to stop her making too much noise as her body jerked with joy. We didn’t want the people in the cabin next door to hear.

Once Lisa’s orgasm had passed I moved my finger and tongue back down and gave Rachel’s pussy my undivided attention. Lisa lay back on Rachel, her body limp, her eyes closed. I stroked Rachel’s insides with my finger as I twirled my tongue around her little hard cit.

“You do that so well,” she sighed. “Oh yes, oh yes, yes. Oh, just keep doing that.”

I could sense Rachel’s orgasm coiling up inside her like a cat about to pounce. Her body tightened, her cunt was squeezed around my finger, she was rhythmically pushing her clit into my mouth. I took my timing from her little thrusts, finger-fucking her and licking her as I drove her arousal higher and higher.

Suddenly she let out a huge groan and her body twitched.

“Oh it’s so…”

But she didn’t finish her sentence. She could only groan and moan as her body throbbed with pleasure. I kept licking and fingering for a good half-minute until her orgasm slowly faded.

“It’s so what?” I asked.

She laughed. “I don’t know. Strong. Fierce. Intense. I don’t think I’ve ever had such an overwhelming one.”

Then, to my surprise, she burst into tears. Her climax had overwhelmed her emotions so totally. Tears ran down her face and she reached up to wipe them away.

“Sorry,” she said.

“Are you OK?” Lisa said, clearly concerned, standing up and getting off her friend’s body.

“Yes,” Rachel said. “It was just too much.”

“It is. I mean compared to…you know…routine sex with our husbands. Plus it was my first time. Being licked. It’s amazing. So wonderful. I hope I can persuade him to do it even though he thinks it’s weird.”

“I’m going to forget I’m married until we get back to Miami,” Rachel said. “I’m not even going to pretend any more.”

She took her rings off and put them on the table.

“Shit. I’ve gone too far already. But I’m not going to…all the way.”

“Fuck him?”

“Don’t I get any say in this?” I said.

“Not really. We know you want to fuck us both,” Rachel replied.

“Well, I can’t deny that.”

“And you get to fuck me, at least, even if Lisa won’t do it,” she said. “I’m unmarried for a few more days. I know I should play hard to get but…I’m not going to…I want it too much.”

Lisa laughed. “So much for being a happily married woman.”

“Married women love being married,” I said. “But they can also be a little adventurous if they know it’s safe. If the guy is very discreet. But ultimately they are committed.”

“I am. At home I’d never even think about doing this. I love being married even if the sex could be better. But nobody knows us, nobody will find out. It’s a thrill and a secret all rolled up in one. I can be married and have the most incredible sex and I’m not going to even think about feeling guilty.”

“Wow,” said Lisa. “You’re way more adventurous than me. You’re going to…like, do it?’

“Do you want to watch?” Rachel said.

“Fuck. I shouldn’t but it seems like it would be another hot thing to see.”

“Lisa,” Rachel said. “I bet you do it before we get off the ship. So the sooner you do, the more fun you will have.”

Lisa laughed. “Maybe you are right. But I feel like I should hold out as long as possible. That’s how girls are brought up.”

“OK. But I’m not going to wait. Just don’t say a word to my husband OK?”

“Of course. We already have too many secrets. They don’t need to know any of them.”

I stood up.

“Let me put some clothes on and I’ll meet you in the restaurant” I said, pulling my shirt over my head.

“No, come back and pick us up and escort us up there,” said Rachel.

I went and showered, dressed and then went back to the girls’ cabin to escort them. They were both dressed in little black cocktail dresses. Short. Only came half-way down their thighs. If that. Their tanned arms and legs looked sexy against the black material.

I had an idea. I reached into my pocket and got out a coin.

“Only one of you is allowed to wear panties. Heads, Rachel gets to keep her panties. Tails, Lisa does. The other one has to take hers off for the rest of the evening.”

“Oh come on. I’ve never in my life gone out in public with no panties,” said Lisa.

I tossed the coin. It was heads. “Then this will be the first time,” I said.

“I never agreed to this,” she said, not unreasonably. But she bravely reached up under the skirt of her dress, pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Her face was pink as it usually was when she was a little aroused, especially when the situation made her feel exposed.

“Gosh this feels perverted,” she said. “Not to mention vulnerable. It’s as if everyone can tell.”

“You’re going to be on fire all night,” Rachel said.

“This is really scary. Let’s go before I have a panic attack.”

I took each girl by the hand and led them up to the big dining room. It felt braver walking around in public holding both girls’ hands than it had being naked on their balcony. Not brave for me, for them. After all they were married so anything in public, even as trivial as holding hands, was very daring on their part, although by now they knew there was nobody on the ship who knew them from back home. Plus knowing that Lisa’s pussy was bare underneath her dress was an added treat. Even if it was not obvious, all three of us knew.

We went to the big buffet dining room and got food. I bought another bottle of wine. I thought of it as an investment: the merrier the girls got the more likely they were to do things. It was clear just from looking at her that Lisa was more comfortable than when we first arrived, even though I was certain she was still very conscious that her pussy was exposed.

“Shall we have another bottle?” I asked after we’d finished eating.

“Let me buy it,” Rachel said. “We can take it back to the cabin.”

I had an feeling that Rachel wanted to get Lisa drunk, drunk enough to do things that she’d enjoy watching. Or maybe she just wanted to get drunk herself, so she knew her inhibitions would be completely wiped out. I’d had girlfriends do that before.

We went back to their cabin. As we walked down there I thought about taking Lisa and I got hard. We walked into their cabin. I pushed Lisa forward against the arm of the sofa. She fell against it. I pulled up the back of her skirt knowing she was pantiless underneath. I unzipped myself. I pushed my cock against her. It was like a smooth choreographed movement. My knob was in her cunt before she could react.

“No, you bastard,” she said. “I’m married.” Her mind might have worried but her body had its own idea and pushed back against me.

“Oh fuck, you are stretching me,” she moaned as I pushed forward hard and slid deeper into her.

Rachel stood off to one side watching as I took her friend. She shimmied out of her cocktail dress and took off her bra so she was just wearing pink briefs. She flipped the waistband over her hips and kicked them away.

“Fuck I shouldn’t be doing this,” Lisa panted as she pushed her ass back against me each time I thrust forward.

“That just makes it hotter,” Rachel said. “I can’t wait for my turn, even though my pussy is married too. Just watching you two is making me wet. Dripping wet.”

I felt Rachel’s hand between my legs. I wasn’t sure what she was doing until suddenly I felt her force a finger into Lisa’s body alongside my cock. She started to move it back and forth.

“Shit, what are you doing?” Lisa moaned when she felt the unusual sensation inside her.

“Being very friendly,” Rachel said. “I’ve never played with a girl before. It’s fun.”

It was odd feeling Rachel’s finger moving beside my cock inside her friend’s pussy. I’d only had a couple of threesomes before in my life and nobody had done that.

I pulled out and sat on the sofa with my cock pointing up vertically. Rachel pulled her finger out of her friend too.

“Squat over me Lisa,” I said. “Take me back inside.”

“Oh fuck,” she said. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

But she stepped up onto the sofa with one foot on either side of me and squatted down. Rachel grabbed my cock and guided it back inside the silky interior of the blonde’s cunt.

“You feel wonderful,” I said.

“Thank you. Nobody has ever said anything like that to me.”

“Not your husband?”

“I don’t want to talk about him. I’m going to be unmarried until Miami too. I just love…”

She paused.

“You love what?” I asked.

“Hard to explain. I love being appreciated. Genuinely appreciated. You are such a considerate lover too. And experienced. I hate to think how many women you’ve had but at least I get the benefit. I’m not going to miss out on it.”

This cruise was turning out really well. Two married twenty-something women, really attractive, had basically told me that I was the boyfriend of them both until the cruise was over.

Lisa bent over me and started to move her hips more vigorously. I wondered if she had even been on top before, her husband seemed to be very white-bread. She seemed to be experimenting with what felt good. Of course pretty much anything felt good to me.

Rachel took hold of her friend’s left hand and pulled her rings off. It was only symbolic, of course, but they were both truly unmarried for the rest of the cruise.

“Finger her ass,” I said quietly to Rachel.

I sensed she was working her finger into her friend’s asshole.

“No, not in there,” Lisa cried.

But Rachel was not easily put off and soon I could feel her finger alongside my cock inside Lisa. She was finger-fucking Lisa’s ass as I cock-fucked her cunt. Lisa was a bundle of arousal, moaning and groaning and unable to talk normally. Like many women, once she got very aroused she kept forgetting to move so I had to lift her up a little so I could fuck her from underneath. I couldn’t believe how we had gone from being almost innocent to far more dirty either of them had ever been in their marriages, especially Lisa who seemed to have done very little that was adventurous.

Together Rachel and I got her there. Lisa grunted and her body jerked. She cried out like before, but not as loudly.

“Oh keep going, that’s so good,” she moaned as her body clearly climaxed hard. I could feel her orgasm inside her cunt as she squeezed my cock tightly.

“Oh my god, this is so bad but so good,” she squealed as I pumped her hard and drove her orgasm on and on. I could feel Rachel finger-fucking her ass too, something else I was sure she had never experienced. Finally she slumped down on top of me.

“I need it,” Rachel said. “Now.”

She all-but pushed Lisa off my cock, squatted over me and slipped me inside. She was dripping and I slid completely in with a single thrust. She started to thrust her hips back and forth vigorously.

“Oh gosh this is so not allowed. My vagina should be totally off-limits.”

“It is so hot to watch,” said Lisa. “It should feel immoral but it feels…almost normal.”

“Oh my god I can’t believe I’m going to cum already,” Rachel groaned.

“I’m not surprised,” said Lisa. “You are fucking him like a wild animal.”

I felt Rachel’s cunt squeeze my cock hard. It took my right to the limit of cumming too.

“I’m almost there,” I said to them.

“Suck him,” Rachel said to Lisa.

She lifted herself up off me and stood above me coaxing her orgasm from her pussy with her own fingers and leaving my cock for Lisa. She moved over and wrapped her mouth over my cock, the first time she had taken a cock orally. She wasn’t really sure what she was doing, I could tell, but I was on the cusp of orgasm anyway and I felt myself blast into her mouth almost immediately. She rolled her tongue around my cock as it twitched and filled her mouth with creamy cum for the first time in her life.

“Go on girl, keep going,” Rachel said as she watched her friend bring me off. “Now swallow it all.”

I opened the bottle of wine and we all lay naked on the big sofa, exhausted and sweaty.

“No longer an oral virgin,” I said to Lisa.

She laughed. “I thought it might be gross but it isn’t. It was odd when I first put it in my mouth, I could taste Rachel’s juices on you.”

“Do you want to taste them properly?” Rachel said.

“What?”

“My juices.”

“What do you mean?”

“Lick me.”

“Wow. I won’t have a clue what to do.”

“At least you didn’t refuse point blank.”

“Have you done it before?” Lisa said.

“Nope. But I want to try everything before we go back. Will you do it?”

“Now?”

“No. Tomorrow evening when we have recovered.”

“I can’t wait,” I said.

“Who said you were going to be allowed to watch?” Rachel said smiling. We all knew I’d be there too. They would be putting on a show for me. Men love to watch girls do each other.

I went back to my cabin. I’d have loved to share the girls’ bed but it really wasn’t large enough for three of us and I wanted to get up early and get some work done.

No prizes for guessing where I was the following evening: outside the girls’ cabin with a couple of bottles of wine. I decided to take things easy that evening and we went and sat on the balcony, watched the sunset and drank the first bottle. There was tension in the air, as if nothing could happen until I challenged them but it was only a matter of time.

Lisa was in a pair of shorts and her bikini top. Probably had the bikini bottom under the shorts. Rachel was in a light cotton dress, the sort that had a built-in bra. I presumed she was wearing panties since I’d not challenged her not to.

“I totally want to see it,” I said suddenly.

“What?” Rachel said.

“Lisa. Licking you. You’ve not done it before?”

“Not with a girl. With boys, obviously.”

“I won’t know what to do,” Lisa said.

I laughed. “You shouldn’t need an instruction manual. You have the same equipment.”

“I’ve taught several boys. I don’t see why I can’t teach you,” Rachel said. She stood up and pulled the dress off leaving just panties. She slipped them off and then sat back down.

“Come and kneel here between my legs,” she said to Lisa as she spread her thighs and her pussy came into view.

Lisa, still in her clothes, knelt down on the deck.

“Wow. It’s kind of intimidating up close,” she said.

Rachel reached down with both hands and spread the fleshy lips apart to reveal the neat little pink lips hidden within and her opening.

“Wow, that’s even more intimidating,” said Lisa.

“Stick your tongue in there,” Rachel said. “Don’t worry too much about just where yet.”

Lisa took a deep breath. “Give me covering fire,” she said to me. “I’m going in.”

She leant forward and pushed the tip of her tongue into the opening to Rachel’s cunt. Considering just a few days she’d done nothing but have vanilla sex with her husband, no oral sex of any sort, it was really brave of her.

“Perfect,” Rachel said. “Go a bit deeper into me. It feels better. And move your tongue around a bit. Oh, yes, like that.”

Lisa’s tongue moved around inside Rachel’s pussy. Rachel sighed with pleasure, either genuine or to encourage Lisa, probably a bit of both.

“Let’s find my clit,” Rachel said. She put her finger on it. “It’s here, under my finger. Push my finger away with your tongue. That’s right. Can you feel it? It’s tiny but hard. Like a grape seed.”

Lisa lifted her head up for a moment.

“It’s so much easier to find when…” Lisa laughed. “When you are the owner of the clit too, as it were.”

“Oh fuck Lisa, you’ve found it. Now just do something rhythmic and don’t be too rough. Almost anything works with me. And push a finger into my vagina if you want.”

I could see the tip of Lisa’s tongue circling around Rachel’s clit. Rachel had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily. Clearly Lisa was doing it right. She reached up and tentatively used a finger to find the entrance to Rachel’s body. She pushed and slowly her finger vanished into Rachel’s opening.

“Oh gosh Lisa, keep going like that. It’s wonderful. You are a fast learner. I’m so close. I’m going to do you after. Lick me a little faster. Yes, perfect. And finger me in time with your tongue. Don’t break the rhythm. I’m almost there. Can you feel it? Inside me?”

I reached over and pinched one of Rachel’s nipples hard. Her body froze for a moment and then she was clearly cumming, moaning and sighing and making little thrusts with her hips.

“Of fuck Lisa, don’t stop, oh who knew how good another girl could be?”

Lisa was still licking Rachel fast, circling her clit as her orgasm washed over her.

“Oh stop, stop. It’s too sensitive now. Touch it very lightly with just the very tip of your tongue. Perfect. Just do that while I come down from heaven. As if you are calming me down.”

Rachel lay motionless for a moment and then suddenly sat up straight.

“Get those shorts and panties off and let me do you.”

She reached over and her fingers scrabbled at the button on Lisa’s shorts and she practically ripped them off her along with her panties. A moment later Lisa was lying back on the sofa with Rachel pushing her knees apart.

“Wow, you are right, it is scary close up. It’s like you have a sea-anemone between your legs.”

Lisa laughed. “Yeah, it is pretty different from yours. But I promise I won’t sting.”

Rachel stuck out her tongue and ran it lightly over Lisa’s prominent inner labia.

“Oh gosh yes,” Lisa sighed. “I thought it might feel too lesbian to enjoy but it’s just wonderful.”

Rachel slid her tongue up and probed between Lisa’s lips until she found her clit.

“Yes, there,” Lisa said quietly.

Rachel started to lick her friend’s clit. Although it was her first time licking another girl she didn’t seem to have any hesitation. She reached up between Lisa’s thighs and pushed  a finger into her pussy.

I took my clothes off. I was hard, of course. I started to stroke myself. By the time I looked back Rachel had two fingers inside Lisa. She started to work a third finger, but into Lisa’s tight little puckered asshole where she had probed the night before.

“That still feels weird,” Lisa moaned as Rachel worked her finger into her ass as she continued to dance a jig on her clit with her tongue.

I reached over with the hand that was not stroking my cock and undid Lisa’s bikini top and pulled it away from her large breasts. Then I cradled one of them, gently caressing it, running my thumb over her rock-hard nipple.

“I’m close,” Lisa sighed. “At least I think. I’ve only cum from licking once before. But I love the intimacy of it.”

I moved behind Rachel. She felt my cock against her back and moved her body and legs back so that I had access. I pressed my cock into her entrance. She continued to lick and finger Lisa as I worked myself inside, which wasn’t difficult since she was soaking wet.

“Don’t stop,” Lisa said quietly, which we all knew meant she was just there and would be totally frustrated if Rachel changed anything about what she was doing.

I grabbed Rachel’s hips and started to fuck her hard. At the same time I fingered her asshole and worked the tip inside.

“Oh my god,” Lisa cried out. “Oh it’s mammoth. Fuck, don’t stop.”

Her body started shaking. “Oh yes, fuck Rach, keep doing that, lick, lick, lick, perfect. Finger my ass hard. Fuck that sounds dirty. Fuck me hard.”

I worked a second finger into Rachel’s ass. As Lisa came down from her orgasm I pulled out of Rachel’s cunt and pressed my cockhead against her ass.

“What are you doing?” she cried out, although she knew perfectly well.

“I thought you wanted to experience everything before leaving the ship.”

“Fuck. Just do it before I think too much about it. But be gentle, as the old saying goes.”

I pressed gently but firmly and Rachel’s asshole distended around my cock.

“Fuck that’s intense,” she said, panting.

Gradually more and more of my cock slipped inside. Lisa lay on the sofa with her eyes closed as if she was sleeping, drained by her orgasm.

Lisa stood up as if in a daze and took in the scene before her, her brunette friend on all fours with my cock buried in her ass.

“I never even knew you could do that,” she said. “Have you done it before?”

“Never. I’ve refused guys a few times. It seemed too dirty and taboo.”

I laughed. “It is dirty and taboo. That’s why it’s so thrilling.”

“Does it hurt?” Lisa asked.

“Borderline when he went in. Fine now.”

I started to fuck Rachel’s ass more vigorously now that it was relaxed enough that I could move easily back and forth in her, almost pulling my cock out of her ass before slamming it deep into her rectum. She was tight so I was nearly cumming.

“Where shall I cum?” I asked.

“In my mouth again,” Lisa said.

“OK. I’m almost there.”

I pulled out of Rachel’s ass and Lisa practically fell in front of me in her haste to get her mouth around my cock. She used her fist and her tongue to take me over the edge and a few seconds later I was squirting cum into her mouth as she coaxed me empty down to the last drop.

“I can’t believe you put a cock in your mouth that had just been in my ass,” said Rachel as she watched her friend suck me dry. Once I was drained, Lisa sat up and swallowed everything.

“That never crossed my mind,” she said. “I so wanted his cum again. Who knows when I’ll get another chance?”

“Tomorrow night, for sure. It is our last night on the ship. Then when we wake up we will be in the port in Miami.”

“Will you stay the night tomorrow night?” Lisa asked me. “I know the bed’s a bit too small but…I want to hold you all night. At least when we aren’t doing something too vigorous for holding. Rachel can hold you too. You sleep in the middle. Well, lie in the middle. I hope you aren’t thinking about sleeping much.”

“You’re a changed woman,” Rachel said.

“Totally. I’m worried though.”

“What about?”

“Whether I can go back. You guys have awakened a dragon inside me. I’m not sure it’ll go back to sleep.”

“Well, if it is not too lezzie for our conservative Midwest town,” Rachel said, “We can get together like this from time to time. We’d have to be discreet.”

Lisa laughed. “Who gives a shit about the rest of the town? Even if we were indiscreet they’d never believe it. After all we are married.”

“Maybe I need to visit,” I said.

“Gosh. Would you really? I mean…” Lisa blushed for the first time in a couple of days. She spoke in an artificially formal way. “I mean, no way, I’m married.”

“Riiight,” I said.

“It would be a treat. But we’d have to be very careful. You’d have to get a hotel.”

“Of course,” I said. “Even if one of your husbands was away the neighbors all have two eyes.”

“Not to mention coordinated,” said Rachel. “I’m coming too.”

“You’d better give me your numbers,” I said. “It’s not been necessary on board so I never asked.”

I found my shorts and got out my phone. They entered their numbers. I texted them both so they had mine.

“Only text,” Lisa said.

“Of course. Here’s a bit of advice. Put my number in your phone under Paula or Petra or something. A female name. Just in case.”

“I’d never have thought of that. I’m so naïve,” Lisa said.

“Let me take a picture of each of you,” I said.

“Really? Isn’t that a bit risky. What if your phone gets stolen?”

“Next bit of advice. Don’t let people take pictures of you naked that include your face. Face or body. Never both.”

I used my phone to take a picture of each of their bodies and then linked it to their phone numbers. I like to do that with women I’ve seen naked. When they call their bodies show up on my screen. It makes my cock stir before I even answer.

“You’ve a new double life,” I said. “But it won’t last forever.”

“How do you mean? You’re going to dump us?”

“No. You’ll have kids. Then you’ll dump me. Or you’ll be too busy to get together. Or too guilty. It all comes to the same thing.”

“Let’s go to dinner,” said Rachel. “This cruise has turned out to be rather different from what I expected.”

“And we have another day,” said Lisa. “And another night, more to the point.”

“Much as I love my husband, it is going to be a real letdown getting back. I can already feel how my heart will sink when I see him after the exhilaration of this week. Back to my boring job, cooking dinner, cleaning the house, doing the washing.”

“We’ll be watching TV instead of having oral sex.”

I laughed. “Now you see why I come on a cruise to work,” I said. “None of that. Well, apart from the oral sex bit.”

“You come on a cruise so you can seduce innocent mid-western married women and corrupt their morals completely,” said Lisa.

“I think it was all downhill once he got us to take our bikini tops off,” said Rachel.

“You’ve no idea how happy I am that you persuaded me to do that completely against my better judgment.”

“Are you talking to me or her?” I asked.

“Both of you I guess,” Lisa said. “I’d never have done it if you hadn’t told us we had to. And I wouldn’t have done it if she hadn’t been my partner in crime.”

“So when’s the next cruise?”

“Gosh. I wonder if we’ll be allowed to go on another one. Without our husbands, I mean?”

I certainly hoped so.

Chapter 2

I was having anal sex for the first time in my life. Boyfriends had begged me to do it before but I’d always refused. I was worried it would be painful and it is just a bit too bizarre even for me. But on the cruise when Paul pressed his cockhead against my asshole I relented and told him to do it. After all, I had told him I wanted to try everything before I got off the ship, so it would be narrow-minded to refuse the first time anything that I’d not done before came along. Actually the second thing: I’d never had sex with another woman before and my tongue had been buried in my friend Lisa’s pussy just a moment earlier.

That had been a bit intimidating too. Lisa has huge pink inner lips like a flower or a butterfly, totally different from my own pussy. But I just sort of shoved my tongue in there and moved it around. Almost immediately she was moaning so I figured I was doing something right. I moved up to where those big pink petals came back together and used the tip of my tongue to feel for the hard little point of her clit. I worked a couple of fingers into her pussy and another into her ass and she had a massive orgasm.

It was borderline painful when Paul pushed his cock into my ass. But it was a nice sort of pain, like wiggling a loose tooth. He’d just had his cock in my pussy so it was nicely lubed up with my own juices. I think he used some spit too. But now he was fully inside and my body was a little more relaxed it was enjoyable. Still a bit bizarre if I thought too much about it but definitely fun. He started to fuck me harder and faster. I could tell from his breathing that he was getting close to cumming, I’d heard him cum several times now.

“Where shall I cum?” Paul said.

I was going to tell him to cum all over my back, I love the feeling of being sprayed on, but Lisa was quicker.

“In my mouth,” she said.

Paul made a few final thrusts and pulled out of my ass. Lisa wrapped her mouth around his cock, despite having just been deep in my ass, and he blasted into her mouth as she used her tongue to coax his creamy cum out of his body. It was pretty hot to watch I must admit.

We lay there on the sofa drained and finished off our wine. We had one more night left on the cruise. Lisa went all romantic about wanting to cuddle Paul all night, but I have to confess that the idea of snuggling against him for the night after an evening of rough sex was an attractive proposition. I’m not sure that isn’t more dangerous than fucking, starting to have feelings. After all, in just two days I’d have to put my wedding ring back on and board a plane back to real life.

Lisa had a bigger challenge. I’d had my share of boyfriends before I was married and I’d done most things. I’d had lots of wonderful sex and I knew what my body liked. Lisa had only had sex with her husband before this cruise, never had oral sex or anything that wasn’t very vanilla as far as I could tell. As she put it, we’d awakened a dragon inside her and it wouldn’t easily go back to sleep.

Paul suggested that he might come and visit us in our hometown. It is actually an insane idea but we were so mellow in post-orgasmic glow that we immediately gave him our phone numbers and let him take a couple of photos of our naked bodies. For sure when he tries to organize it I should tell him not to, that it is too risky. But I know I won’t. That I’ll obediently show up at his hotel to be serviced.

The last evening of the cruise we’d been on our last island excursion. Paul had presumably been working, although I never even asked him what sort of work he did. I went for a shower and came out naked. Now that we had had sex together I was conscious of Lisa’s eyes on my body, somehow when her gaze dropped to my pussy it would have a little shiver inside. At least when we got home the two of us could get together for some fun without being suspicious, a married woman dropping in for a visit at her friend’s house.

Lisa stood up and slipped out of her shorts and pulled her top off. She was wearing a bra and a tiny thong that barely covered the swelling of her pussy mound. She saw me looking there and smiled, pushed the thong down and let it fall to her ankles. I felt a little guilty but I couldn’t help but inspect her. She reached behind and unclasped her bra. I tore my eyes away from her pussy as her magnificent breasts came into view. On this cruise, being naked in front of each other is at once normal and sexual. Once we get home, if we actually dare to do it, it will seem much more extreme. Very much not normal.

Lisa went to the shower. There was a knock on the door. I grabbed a towel off the bed and wrapped it around me. Paul was standing there with two bottles of wine, as had become our regular start to the evening, the transition from the excursion the cruise line had organized for us to the evening of depravity that we organized for ourselves. He came in. As I shut and locked the door I let the towel drop.

“You are a bit overdressed,” I said as I took the wine off Paul and put it on the table. He was wearing a polo shirt. I grabbed the hem and pulled it off over his head. I undid the button on his shorts and pushed them down. He hadn’t bothered with underwear. His cock was that nice semi-hard stage where it is much bigger than normal but not yet fully hard.

I knelt down in front of him and grabbed his cock. I wrapped my mouth around the head. I love the feel of a cock growing in my mouth, longer and thicker and harder the more I lick it. The guy’s little moans of pleasure are a bonus.

“Oh fuck, Rachel, you do that so well,” he managed to say between sighs of delight.

I lifted my head off his cock for a moment. “Do you want me to teach Lisa?”

“You know the answer to that,” he gasped as I pushed my mouth deeper over his cock, taking him into the back of my throat.

With perfect timing, Lisa walked out of the bathroom naked. She looked surprised that Paul was already here, that I’d started without her. I moved away from Paul.

“Come and kneel here,” I said to Lisa.

She knelt down on the spot I’d just vacated.

“What do I do?” she said.

“Hold the shaft of his cock with one hand and put the head of his cock in your mouth.”

She did as she was told. Paul had already cum in her mouth twice, but both times it was me that had got him almost to the point of no return, once with my pussy and once with my ass. Now she had to learn how to do it properly.

“Stroke his shaft gently and use your tongue on his cockhead. As if you are licking an ice-cream maybe.”

Paul’s groans of pleasure showed she was doing it right. Lisa stroked and licked him for a little like that as he moaned and sighed his approval.

“Now take your hand away,” I said. “Just use your mouth. Take him in deeper. It may be hard not to gag.”

She put her hands on his hips and pushed forward. I was surprised how much of his cock she managed to get into herself before she gagged and coughed. But she just backed off a little before pressing forward again. Her gag-reflex must be very weak since I’m sure she had some of his cock going down her throat. His groan showed how much he was enjoying it.

“I’m getting close,” he said quietly.

“OK,” I said. “Go back to stroking his shaft and licking his knob. Just before he cums then open your mouth wide and stroke him hard and fast. I want to watch him blast into your mouth.”

She worked his cock with hand and tongue and lips. He was breathing hard. I could tell he was just on the point of orgasm.

“Open your mouth.”

Lisa sat back a little and opened her mouth wide. She pumped his cock with her hand. Paul grunted and then the first rope of cum shot into her mouth. She knelt there, pumping his cock and filling up her mouth with cum.

“Wrap your mouth around his cock and milk the last few drops,” I said.

As his orgasm faded, Lisa sucked him empty. I moved over beside her.

“Kiss me,” I said.

We kissed. We knelt there beside each other, our tongues playing in the cum until it was equally shared. We pulled back and both swallowed. Then we kissed again. By the time we stood up, Paul had opened a bottle of wine and handed us each a glass.

“Mmm, red wine goes with steak and chardonnay goes with cum,” I said as I took a sip.

The three of us went out onto the balcony and sat down as the sun dipped below the horizon. To think it was less than a week ago that we’d first sat out here and Paul had persuaded us to take off our bikini tops. At the time it felt like the most naughty thing I’d done since being married. Who knew then just how far the week would end up going?

After we finished the wine we went for dinner. Paul needed a bit of time to recover so he’d be nice and hard for an after-dinner fuck. I’m going to miss his gorgeous cock. It is a bit bigger than my husband’s, thicker anyway, and he has a much better idea as to how to use it. I hope life isn’t going to be too disappointing when I’m back home, although I’m more worried about Lisa being dissatisfied and bored. Hopefully her husband will at least let her teach him how to lick her pussy. I think that is probably her greatest discovery. She loves the intimacy of it. Well, if he won’t do it for her then I guess I’ll just have to do it!

“I want to fuck you both together,” Paul said as we got back to the cabin after dinner.

“Just tell us what to do,” said Lisa.

“Lie on your back on the bed so your ass is right on the edge…yes, like that. Now Rachel, you lie face down on top of Lisa so your pussies are just inches apart…perfect.”

It felt odd lying on top of Lisa like that. Our breasts were pressed together and I presumed our pussies were framed between our thighs. Available for penetration. Lisa moaned as presumably he entered her. Although he was inside my friend I could still feel his body against my ass as he started to fuck her. I kissed Lisa as he caressed her insides with his cock. Without warning his cock was pressed against my pussy. His knob slipped into me. I was nice and wet but still a little tight and he had to work his way in. I love that feeling as my body resists a little at first before finally surrendering. His lovely cock slid all the way inside me. I let out a little involuntary moan.

He started to fuck me, almost pulling his cock completely out of my cunt before roughly reentering. Lisa was lying watching the reactions on my face as I got fucked. I bent down and kissed her briefly, flicking my tongue over hers. My arousal was building up and then…he pulled out of me and Lisa’s body twitched so I knew he was back inside her. He fucked her good and fast and got her so she was moaning in ecstasy. The look of disappointment on her face was priceless when he pulled out and I knew I was about to be penetrated once more. I felt his cock at my opening and then he was inside in a single hard thrust. I yelped in surprise.

He started to fuck me again but now he also started to spank my ass. Pretty hard, stinging not just playful. My cheeks must have been bright red. But sometimes a bit of pain is also a turn-on, like when my nipples are bitten or my hair is pulled. I felt an orgasm sort of explode out of nowhere, without much warning at all.

“Oh my god I’m cumming,” I gasped as he continued to spank my ass, if anything even harder. “Ouch, ouch,” I squealed as each stroke of his hand drove my orgasm on and on and his cock pumped my cunt full of arousal.

He pulled out of me and I knew he was back inside Lisa by the way she was sighing and moaning. Her eyes were shut savoring every little drop of pleasure between her legs. I sat up a little and stroked one of her breasts, flicking her hard nipple with the tip of one of my fingers. I think she was close to cumming too but once again her excitement turned to disappointment as he pulled out of her and I felt him slip back into me. I ground my mound down hard, trying to rub it against hers and keep her on edge until she next got his cock. It seemed to work. The moment he pulled out of me and reentered her she came instantly. She was making so much noise I kissed her hard just to muffle her cries. I could feel her body shaking underneath me, partially from her orgasm and partially because she was now being fucked very roughly, her whole body jerking each time his cock slammed back into her pussy.

“I’m cumming,” Paul said. “Who wants it?”

“Me,” we both said, of course.

He grunted as the first spurt of his cum fired into Lisa’s cunt. I thought she was going to get it all but suddenly his cockhead, all slippery with his cum, was between my lips and then inside me. He slid back and forth in my cunt as the remainder of his cum squirted deep into my body.

The three of us rolled onto the bed and we lay there panting, hot and sweaty and spent.

“I’m going to miss that so much,” Lisa said.

“Is it that bad with your husband?” I asked.

“I’m afraid so. Much as I love him I wish he was more interested in it. And more adventurous. How about you?”

“It’s OK. Not as good as this but…at least he makes me cum and he licks me from time to time.”

“You’ll just have to fuck your pool boy.”

I laughed. “As someone who has never seen any porn, you have no idea what a porn cliché that is.”

“Really? Women fuck their pool boys in porn?”

“Sometimes. And the pizza delivery guy. And the UPS guy.”

“Wow. That sounds hot. You’ll have to show me where to find it.”

My laptop was on the bedside table. I grabbed it and found a porn site. A couple of minutes later Lisa was watching spellbound as she saw porn for the first time. A woman in a tiny bikini walked out of a mansion to an incredible pool where a hunky guy in just a pair of shorts was skimming leaves off the water. In no time they were fucking on a rug beside the pool.

“Oh my god,” she said. “I had no idea it was so…well…explicit. Nothing is hidden. I thought it would be like the sex scenes in an R-rated movie only more so. Breasts and asses. Not close-ups of…well, everything.”

The scene ended and I brought up another one. A schoolgirl sitting at a desk doing her homework. Another girl gets under the desk and pulls her panties down from under her skirt. Homework girl spreads her legs and the other girl starts to lick her pussy. She unbuttons her blouse and pulls her bra down to expose her breasts.

“Gosh, no wonder it feels so intimate,” Lisa said. “It looks intimate even in a porno. She clearly knows what she is doing. I wouldn’t say no to her licking me.”

“If you let me practice a few more times, I’ll get that good too,” I said.

Lisa laughed. “We are going to be so decadent when we get home, aren’t we?”

“Mmm. I have a pool service, you know.”

“Really. Is he cute? Porn movie cute?”

“No, it is an older guy. But sometimes in college vacations his son comes instead. Now he is a tasty temptation.”

Homework girl’s clit stuck out in extreme close-up like a little pearl about ten times life-size on my computer screen. The tip of the other girl’s tongue circled around it, nudging it and nuzzling it. Homework girl had a loud orgasm. Either it was genuine or really good acting. She was rubbing her nipples hard as the girl under the desk attacked her pussy with enthusiasm.

I put the computer back beside the bed. There would be plenty of time to watch porn once we got back home. In fact it might be fun to invite Lisa over for a coffee. I was sure that if we watched a bit of porn then her panties would soon be on my family room floor.

Although it wasn’t that late, we all dozed off. When I woke up I sensed that Paul and Lisa were doing something. They were both lying on their sides. He was behind her, spooning her.

“Yes, there,” she whispered. “Put it in.”

I could feel their movements as they fucked. Slowly and gently, especially compared to the way we had fucked earlier. I said nothing but I slid my hand down Paul’s back so he knew I was awake. I let a finger slip down between his ass cheeks until I felt the rough pucker of his asshole. He pushed back slightly against my finger so I knew he wanted me inside. I licked my finger so it was a little slippery and then circled it on his asshole. Gradually I worked the very tip of my finger into him.

Suddenly I had an idea. I leant over and whispered in Paul’s ear.

“Do her in the ass.”

I reached over his body between him and Lisa until I found her asshole. For just the second time in my life I worked my finger into another girl’s ass. This time Lisa didn’t object, she was a bundle of arousal, moaning and sighing with pleasure. I’m not sure she even noticed. I managed to work a second finger into her, opening her up ready for Paul’s cock. I pulled my fingers out of my friend and with one hand I pulled her ass-cheek up so that her asshole was totally exposed. Paul pulled out of her pussy and positioned his cock on her asshole.

“Fuck,” Lisa squealed as he forced his knob into her ass. “No, not there, don’t…oh shit…do. But go slowly.”

I’ve seen it in plenty of porn, of course, but watching a real live cock vanish into a real live asshole was pretty extreme. Like a personal porno performed just for my amusement. Lisa was panting and groaning, doing her best to take it but clearly uncomfortable. But just as with me the day before, her body gradually relaxed and his cock moved more easily inside her tight rear entrance.

“Oh my god that is so weird,” Lisa moaned as he started to fuck her, thrusting his cock deep into her ass in long hard strokes.

I reached over Paul’s body again, and this time I found Lisa’s pussy. I roughly pushed two fingers inside. Of course she was dripping wet. My fingers could feel Paul’s cock through the side of her vagina, which was a bit odd. I moved a finger up between the pink petals of her sex until I felt the unmistakable ball-bearing of her clit. I started to rub her.

“Oh my god I’m so turned-on,” Lisa moaned.

“Roll onto your front,” Paul said.

I pulled my fingers out of Lisa as she moved so she was face down on the bed with Paul still buried in her ass. I reached up between her legs and once again pushed two fingers inside her. As he fucked her ass with his cock I finger-fucked her pussy.

“Oh I’m going to cum,” Lisa wailed. Her pussy rhythmically clenched on my fingers as her orgasm started. I pulled out of her and rubbed her clit again as her body convulsed with joy.

“I’m nearly there too,” he said.

He pulled out. Lisa had done it so I did too. I wrapped my mouth around Paul’s cock that had just been in Lisa’s ass and I used my tongue to finish him off. His cock jerked again and again as my mouth filled up with his seed.

Paul pulled out of Lisa and she rolled over onto her back.

“Open your mouth,” I said.

I moved above her and then I dribbled all the cum out of my mouth into hers as she lay there, breathing heavily, still out of breath from her climax. When there was no more cum to dribble she swallowed it. I bent down and kissed her.

“How was it?” I said quietly.

“Intense. Bizarre. Special.”

“It may be once-in-a-lifetime,” I said.

“I know. There is no way I’m even going to mention anal to my husband. He’d freak out.”

We all fell asleep again. We had planned to have more sex in the morning but by the time we awoke the ship was alongside the quay in Miami harbor and we still had to pack our suitcases. Paul left to go and sort out his own stuff in his cabin. I wondered if we would ever meet again. Either way, the cruise had been an amazing sexual adventure.

Just as I knew it would be, going home was an anticlimax. Of course my husband wanted sex that night and after the preceding week it felt a bit of a chore, although of course I did it for him. Then it was back to the routine of my life.

I made a little decision to myself that I wouldn’t let my life get too routine. The next time I got an opportunity for sex I would take it. If I was hit on in a bar, I would say yes. If a guy at work asked me to go for a drink after work, I would go.

But it turned out that the first opportunity that came along was that cliché we had talked about. I was working from home one day, my husband was at the office, and the pool service came. Not the old guy but his son, the cute one. I think he was a university student since he was only around during vacations. He was bare-chested just wearing a pair of shorts. I decided to try it.

I went and put on the bikini I took on the cruise, which was the skimpiest one I owned. Then I decided to be more daring. I took the bikini top off. The pool wasn’t overlooked although this was the first time I’d dared to go topless even so. I walked out to have a swim pretending that I didn’t know that the pool service was there doing their pool service stuff.

“Oh,” I said in surprise. “I didn’t know you were here. I was just going to go for a swim.”

“That’s alright Mrs…”

I could see he was uncomfortable trying to look at my breasts without appearing to do so. I could feel my pussy fluttering with excitement at the tension in the air.

“Call me Rachel,” I said. “I’d better go and cover up.”

“I won’t be long,” he said.

“Meaning I don’t need to go and cover up.”

“Yes. No. I mean…you don’t have to.”

“I have nice breasts,” you mean.

“No. I mean yes you do. But…”

His obvious embarrassment and immaturity were very sweet.

“Am I embarrassing you? Perhaps I had better go and cover up. Or would you rather I didn’t?”

I could see the bulge in his shorts. He was hard. I walked along the pool until I was standing in front of him.

“Are you brave?” I asked.

“It depends what sort of bravery.”

“Are you brave enough to touch them?”

I could tell he was embarrassed. But he was also aroused and his body was full of teenage hormones. He slowly reached up and put a hand on each breast.

“Have you ever touched breasts before?” I asked.

He nodded.

“What about a pussy?”

He shook his head. He seemed unable to talk. I took his hand off one of my breasts and slid it down across my stomach. With my other hand I pulled the front of my bikini bottom open and slid his hand down inside. His young fingers felt exhilaratingly exciting as they touched the top of my slit. I moved my feet apart and then pushed his hand further into my bikini. I could feel his fingers against my lips. I could feel my wetness seeping between them. I was so excited. I put a hand over the outside of my bikini and pressed his fingers harder against my pussy. One of his fingers slipped between my lips and, probably as much by luck as anything else, it slipped into my opening. I massaged his hand through the fabric of my bikini and his hand massaged my pussy in turn.

As his fingers moved a little while he explored his first pussy, I reached over and rubbed his cock through his shorts. I unzipped him. He didn’t have any underwear on. I undid the button on his shorts and they fell down to the ground. I grabbed his hard cock. He groaned at the first touch of my hand.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled his hand out of my bikini bottom and pushed it off so I was naked too. I squatted down in front of him and took his cock into my mouth. He groaned again. He was so excited he could hardly breathe as I started to lick him. I guess it was his first blowjob if he had never felt a pussy before, although it might not have been.

“Oh Rachel, aren’t you married?” he managed to gasp.

I lifted my head up. “Why? Are you going to tell my husband?”

“No, no, of course not.”

I took him deeper into my mouth. I was just getting going when he came. It was all too much excitement for him. His cock jerked and I tasted the unmistakable flavor of cum as he squirted into my mouth. I swallowed his load and stood up.

“Did you enjoy that?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“Was that your first time?”

He nodded again, once again struck dumb.

“When are you next coming to service the pool?”

“It’s meant to be Monday but I could come tomorrow,” he said. Fast learner.

“Yes, tomorrow would be good. At noon.”

I picked up my bikini bottoms and strolled back into the house. Tomorrow would be even more fun. Then I had an idea. I grabbed my cell-phone and called Lisa.

“Hey guess what I just did?”

“Something to do with sex I’m guessing.”

“Yes. I sucked the pool boy.”

“Like in that porno. You aren’t having me on are you?”

“No.” I told her all the details. I could sense that she was getting excited. “He’s coming back tomorrow. For more. Do you want to come over?”

“You bet. I need to feed that dragon.”

“Which dragon?”

“The one you guys woke up on the cruise. It nibbles on my pussy regularly demanding to be fed.”

“And have you fed it.”

“Only with my fingers. Which isn’t very fulfilling.”

So the next day coming up to noon Lisa and I were lying topless on two towels beside the pool. I heard the pool service truck drive up and my pussy quivered in anticipation.

The pool boy came into the back yard. I could tell he was a little apprehensive but also nothing would have kept him away. I beckoned him over.

“This is Lisa,” I said. “And I don’t know his name so I’m going to call him Dick. Because he has a lovely dick. Slip those shorts off so we can both see it.”

He undid the button and lowered his shorts. He was already rock hard.

“Would you like to see Lisa’s pussy?” I asked.

He nodded. When he got very excited words seemed to fail him.

I didn’t even need to tell Lisa, she slipped her bikini bottoms off and lay back on the towel and spread her legs wide, hiding nothing.

Dick gasped. He never saw my pussy the day before, only touched it, so it was probably his first sight of a pussy that wasn’t on his computer screen. Lisa reached down and casually stroked her clit, to put on a show for him more than to arouse herself I assumed.

“You can lick it, you know,” I said as I put a hand on his back and gently pushed him down between Lisa’s outspread thighs. I kept pushing until his mouth was pressed against her pussy. She sighed contentedly at what I assumed was the first touch of a tongue since the cruise. Of course he was pretty clueless about what to do, female anatomy is rarely a young man’s strong suit, but Lisa was clearly loving it. She whispered little instructions to him.

“Yes, a little harder. Up a bit. Now go back down and stick it inside me. That’s right. As deep as you can. Oh you have a lovely tongue. Now go back up and find my clit again. That’s right. Just there. Lick, lick, lick. Get a sort of rhythm going, that’s what girls like.”

Meanwhile I reached around his body, grabbed his cock and started to stroke it. He was unbelievably hard. I couldn’t wait to have it inside me, but I decided to be generous and let my friend have him first. After all, he would probably be around to service my pool regularly.

“Move forward,” I told him. Lisa pulled him up he body. I guided his cock and directed it into her pussy. The pink knob nestled between Lisa’s pink pussy lips. She reached up and grabbed his hips and pulled him into her. She let out a long slow moan as Dick’s dick slowly slipped into her vagina. He was no longer a virgin.

He’d not lasted long in my mouth the day before so I doubted he would last long in Lisa’s pussy. He started to move his hips pumping his cock in and out of her.

“Cum inside her,” I said. “She’ll like that.”

Saying that to him seemed to put him over the edge.

“Nngh,” he grunted and I could tell that his cock was pumping Lisa’s cunt full of creamy cum.

The nice thing about a nineteen year old is that they recover really fast. Five minutes later Dick was hard again. I slipped off my bikini bottom. A moment later I was on all fours on my towel. I decided to have him doggy-style. Lisa guided him behind me and did the honors of putting him inside me. He started to fuck me. I could feel his cock deep inside, rubbing against my cervix, which sometimes I like and sometimes I don’t. That day I liked. I was thrusting my whole body back, pressing my ass against his belly each time he buried himself in my cunt.

“Oh yes, Dick, fuck her hard,” I heard Lisa say. “Harder. She loves it rough.”

I hear the sound of a slap and felt Dick’s cock jerk inside me. Lisa was spanking him as he fucked me. Each time she slapped his ass hard, his body would thrust forward and ram his cock into me. I was moaning and groaning since it was total excitement. I might even make it and cum before he did.

But it was not to be. Lisa was still spanking him when suddenly he froze and made an odd sort of growling noise and then I felt his cock spasm inside me and I knew he was filling my cunt as full as he had already filled Lisa’s.

We let Dick go after that, after all he had other appointments that afternoon.

“God that was hot. But now I so need an orgasm,” Lisa said.

“Spread your legs then,” I said.

Lisa parted her thighs. There was her beautiful pink pussy, with a little of Dick’s cum seeping from it. I bent down and licked it up. Then I pushed my tongue into her to lick up some more. As I swirled my tongue around inside my friend, I could feel her arousal building up. I switched my tongue from her entrance to her clit and replaced my tongue inside her with a finger.

“Oh yes, Rach, you do that so well.”

I could tell she was getting close but I backed off a little from her clit. I could sense the frustration. But I also knew that the longer I teased her the more powerful her orgasm would be when it arrived. I let her come off the boil a bit and then I got her close again.

“Oh Rach, make me cum,” she moaned.

But once again I backed off and let her arousal fall off its peak. Finally it was time to make her explode with bliss. I attacked her clit hard with my tongue and I started to finger-fuck her fast. She came instantly.

“Oh Rach, yes, yes, oh my god that’s intense, don’t stop, yes.”

Her whole body was consumed by her orgasm and I could feel her shaking. Gradually her body stopped shaking.

“Keep going Rach, I’m going to cum again.”

I was about to stop but I renewed licked her clit, being a little careful since I know a clit can be as sensitive as your eyeball just after an orgasm. I pushed a second and then a third finger inside her. Suddenly her cunt clamped hard on my fingers and she was cumming again.

“Oh gosh I never do this, keep going, yes, yes,” Lisa moaned as once again her body started to shake.

Finally Lisa lay limp on her towel, her eyes closed, a big smile on her face. Her pussy was still all engorged and swollen. I went inside and brought us out a couple of ice-cold beers.

“Gosh that was something,” she said. “I never cum more than once.”

“I guess Dick really got you excited.”

“He certainly did. We need to train him to last a bit longer though.”

I laughed. “I’ll get on it right away.”

“I bet you will be. Your pool will never have been so clean with daily visits.”

“Yes. I only pay for the pool to be serviced twice a week.”

“Do you want me to lick you now?”

“Like when is ‘no’ the answer to a question like that?”

I lay back on my towel and spread my legs. Lisa moved between my thighs. I could feel some of Dick’s cum dribbling out of me. I love the feel when a tongue first touches my pussy, nudging aside my fleshy outer lips and pushing inside to explore all the hidden goodies. I was still warm and worked-up from Dick’s fucking me so I knew it wouldn’t take long for Lisa to get me off.

I closed my eyes and just savored all the wonderful feelings as her tongue probed my pussy, tickled my clit. She even went lower and I felt her tongue on my asshole, something I’m pretty sure she’d never done before. It still felt a bit weird having any attention paid to my asshole, weird but surprisingly pleasurable. After she’d played down there for a bit her tongue came back up to my clit and she started a little rhythmic dance on it.

“Oh yes Lisa,” I moaned. “Just keep doing…”

But I didn’t even manage to finish the sentence before my body jerked and I felt the familiar pulsation in my pussy as I climaxed hard. Lisa kept gently teasing my clit as I came down from the top of the orgasmic mountain. I lay back with my eyes closed, completely relaxed.

Just then my cell-phone beeped with an incoming text. I reached over and glanced at it. It took me a moment to realize who Petra was. It was the name under which I’d entered Paul in my phone in case my husband happened to see it.

“Hey Lisa,” I gasped. I showed her the screen. “next wednesday. doubletree hotel.”

What a coincidence that Paul should suddenly contact us the first time we’d been together since the cruise, the first time we’d done something naughty by fucking my pool boy.

“Can you make it?” I asked.

“Yes. I’ll take the day off.”

“Me too. Although I work from home so nobody really checks up on me.”

“we will both be there,” I texted back. My body was going to be on fire for the next week until Wednesday came around, I could already feel my pussy waking up again.

I was disappointed in some ways that the pool boy didn’t show up the next day, I could have done with a good fuck. Well, not that he was a good fuck, but he was a fuck at least. The next time it was his father that came over. Perhaps the vacation at his college was over. I masturbated several times a day to try and take the edge off my cravings but it didn’t do much to help. Wednesday couldn’t come fast enough.

On Wednesday, I drove over to Lisa’s house and picked her up and we drove downtown.

“I bet you wore sexy panties,” I said to Lisa in the car. She was in high heels, a mini-skirt and a white blouse which was thin enough I could see she was wearing a bright red bra and tight enough to showcase her fabulous breasts. She had a button or two more undone than normal.

“Of course.” She pulled her skirt up so I could see. She had lacy pink boy shorts on.

“They’re the same color as your pussy-lips,” I said.

She laughed. “You’ve a one-track mind.”

“Come on. We are going for a dirty weekend, except it is a weekday. Of course I’m thinking about sex.”

“So what panties are you wearing?”

I’d decided to wear tight jeans, the type that are hard to pull up your legs they are so snug. One of those tops with a built-in bra.

“What makes you think I’m wearing panties?” To tell the truth, I didn’t wear panties under these jeans, they were so tight that the panty-lines spoiled the look. I suppose I could have worn a thong but I find them uncomfortable and I’d rather just go without.

“You naughty girl.”

“They won’t last long anyway. Why bother?”

“Are you wearing your wedding ring?”

“No,” I answered. “As if that makes it any better.”

“Me neither. I felt really guilty when I took it off.”

We drove into the parking garage under the hotel. Paul had texted us his room number. We got into the elevator. Somehow it was only when I pressed the elevator button and it started to move that I realized what we were doing. We were two married women in our home town. Both our husbands were working within half a mile of where we were and we were going to betray them.

Paul opened the door when we knocked. He was just wearing one of the toweling bathrobes that the hotel provided. I presumed he’d just had a shower and like me with my panties decided it wasn’t worth putting anything on. I just knew he was naked underneath.

I wondered if we were going to make embarrassing small talk before we finally decided to get naked. But with Paul I needn’t have worried.

“Kneel,” he said as he turned from locking the door.

We both knelt down on the floor like two dogs that had been told to sit before they could have a bone. Although in this case we had to kneel before we could have a boner. Paul slipped his robe off his shoulders. His cock swung semi-hard in front of us. I reached out and wrapped my hand around it but I was generous and I directed it towards Lisa’s mouth. She wrapped her lips over it. As she stroked all the sensitive spots on his cockhead with her tongue, I gently stroked his shaft. He gradually got bigger and harder. I felt him get thicker inside my hand, pushing against my fingers.

When he was completely hard I moved my hand away so Lisa could take as much of him as she could into the back of her throat. I moved behind Paul. I parted the cheeks of his ass and probed his asshole with the tip of my tongue. I’d never licked an asshole before but it just seemed something to do to complement Lisa’s worship of his cock.

I circled his asshole, and pushed and probed and gradually I worked the tip of my tongue inside him. Lisa had him close to cumming. I reached between his legs so that I could stroke his balls as I tongued his asshole. His ballsack was nice and tight so I knew he was getting close.

“Oh yes girls,” Paul moaned, “I’m there.”

I felt his asshole twitching. He was moaning. I knew he was firing globs of cum into Lisa’s mouth as she used her hand and mouth to drain him completely.

Paul walked across the room where he had an open bottle of wine. He poured us all a glass, just like we had done every evening on the cruise. Although at eleven in the morning it seemed even more decadent.

Paul went and lay on the bed watching us. He didn’t say anything but I knew he wanted us to strip for him. I stood behind Lisa and unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off he shoulders. Her large breasts filled out the bright red bra. I undid the clasp and she let it fall to the floor. I undid the little zipper on the back of her skirt and it fell around her legs leaving her in just the pink boyshorts and her high heels. I worked her panties over her hips and then helped her get them over her shoes. She was walking around the room in just high heels. The heels shaped her legs and ass wonderfully, and her firm breasts didn’t need a bra except for modest anyway. She looked fantastic.

I held my hands up above my head. Lisa moved behind me, grabbed the hem of my top and pulled it up and off in a single movement. My breasts bounced free of the build-in bra. Next she undid the little brass button on my jeans and slid down the zipper. But the jeans were too tight for her to get off in any sort of erotic way and I ended up having to work my way out of them myself. So much for a sexy striptease. But soon I was naked.

I put my arms around my friend and we kissed, partially because we wanted the excitement and partially to put on a show for Paul. I lay down on my back on the floor and pulled Lisa down too. It took a moment for her to realize that I wanted her to put her pussy on my mouth while she had her head between my legs, so we could both lick each other while Paul watched us sixty-nine each other.

Lisa’s pink butterfly pushed against my mouth and I pushed my tongue forward and into her entrance. I felt her shiver. Then I felt her tongue push into my own pussy and it was my turn to shiver. I let out a little moan as she started to move her tongue around inside me, gradually getting a little deeper inside. I pushed my tongue into her as far as I could and then pulled back and then pushed forward again, fucking her with my tongue. I could feel her body tighten, feel the tension as her arousal built up. I could feel her breasts on my belly too, soft cushions with the hard points of her nipples pushed against my skin.

“Come up here,” I heard Paul say.

The two of us got up and lay beside him on the huge king-sized bed. He reached under the pillow and pulled out a huge vibrator. It was realistically shaped like a large cock, although larger than any I think I’d seen in real life. But instead of being pink or brown or some color that a real cock might be, it was light blue. He handed it to me.

“Open your legs,” I said to Lisa.

“What is it?” she said.

“A vibrator. Don’t you own one?”

I had one but it wasn’t a realistic shape, it was a plain pink cylinder. Mostly I just touched it to my clit, though, rather than putting it inside me. It could bring me off in less than a couple of minutes, although usually I would tease myself with it and take my time.

“No. I don’t think I even know what one is.”

“Then you are going to love it when you find out.”

I turned the base of the vibrator and it started to buzz in my hand. It was very quiet though, obviously a high-quality model. I touched the incongruously blue cockhead onto Lisa’s clit.

It was like she’d been electrocuted. If it were an animated cartoon she’d have leapt six feet off the bed.

“Oh fuck,” she said. “That was amazing. Do it again. I’ll try and control myself this time.”

I pushed the buzzing point back on her clit. I could see it was taking all her concentration not to squirm around and lose contact.

“Oh gosh, that is heavenly. It is like…I don’t know…if a tongue is one end of the scale, all soft and gentle and intimate then that is the other end. Rough and intense and going to make me cum in no time flat.”

“Lie back a bit more.”

She lay back on the bed and spread her legs for me. I let the blue cock slip down off her clit until the head was nuzzled just inside her opening. I turned the vibrator off and then slowly pushed and the blue cock slipped a little inside her. But it was thick and so I had to move it back and forth, gradually working it into her.

“Shit that is big,” she said.

“Bigger than any you have had?”

“Well I’ve only had two. No, three, with the pool boy.”

Paul laughed. “You fucked your pool boy?”

“No. I don’t have a pool. We fucked Rachel’s pool boy.”

“I hope you made a porn movie of it.”

Lisa laughed. “You’d love to see that wouldn’t you?”

“It would be hot. A video of you two fucking some innocent high-school student.”

“I think he is at college. Not that it makes that much difference.”

“Was he a virgin?”

“He was…” Lisa said. But he voice trailed away. I had just turned the vibrator back on. She closed her eyes and started to moan. “Oh fuck that’s too much.”

I moved the vibrator a little, fucking her with it. Lisa’s big pink lips were stretched tight around the bright blue plastic. It was surprisingly erotic to watch the artificial cock slip in and out of her. She was panting and groaning.

“I’m going to cum,” Lisa said unnecessarily since we both knew just how she looked and sounded as her orgasm approached.

Suddenly she let out a long wail, like an animal in pain. Her body was trembling. “Oh no, it’s too much, no…yes, oh fuck don’t stop.”

I let her orgasm run its course but I didn’t remove the vibrator. I’d seen her cum twice before so I knew her body could do it, and nothing is as intense as a strong vibrator.

“Oh shit, turn it off,” she moaned.

She was already panting. I could feel the tension in her body, knew it wouldn’t take more than a moment for her to cum a second time.

“Oh here it comes,” she squealed. Her body jerked and her hips started to fuck the vibrator as if she couldn’t control herself. “Oh fuck me hard.”

I carried on fucking her with the vibrator as her body twitched and jerked.

“No, it’s too much, take it out,” she moaned when she realized I was still driving her arousal even higher.

“Oh I’m going to cum again,” she cried almost immediately.

As her orgasm began I pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and pressed it hard on her clit. She made random noises but couldn’t really string words together. As her body finally went limp I removed the vibrator from her clit and turned it off. She lay there semi-comatose, her eyes shut, her arms and legs all floppy.

Paul’s cock was rock hard, of course, from the show we had put on for him. I turned my attention to him and wrapped my mouth around his cock.

“Oh Rachel you do that so well,” he sighed as I started to caress his sensitive knob with my tongue. I licked him slowly and sensuously, not trying to make him cum yet, just being friendly and loving.

Yes, I did say loving. I know it is stupid. Having a fuck-buddy is one thing, but getting emotionally involved was another. But I felt so close to him at that moment. He was the best lover I’d ever had and a woman’s body doesn’t easily ignore something like that. Even though he wasn’t even touching me, I was just sucking on his cock, I could feel my pussy quivering with enthusiasm, anticipating the moment when his cock would slip inside me and he’d…gosh, I was about to say make love to me instead of fuck me.

I was lost in the pleasure I got from licking Paul’s wonderful cock. It was only when she started to work the blue vibrator into my cunt that I realized Lisa had recovered from her trio of orgasms. It felt huge, as if it was reaming me a larger vagina. Eventually she worked out how to turn it on and it started to buzz in my cunt. It was much more intense that the vibrator I had at home. I felt my pussy instantly flood with juice. The vibrator moved much more easily inside me. It was hard to concentrate on licking Paul’s cock with the plastic cock’s insistence on my full attention.

I had to alternate my attention. I’d focus on his cock for a few strokes with my mouth and then my pussy would demand my attention. It would have been much easier just to give in and surrender to the lovely feelings in my pussy and let the vibrator take me to paradise. But I love the feel of a cock in my mouth too, the feeling that the man is completely at your mercy, his pleasure is yours to give. Of course eventually he gives back, those little twitches of his cock, the slightly odd taste of his cum, his groans of contentment as he cums. Maybe I even prefer it to a cock in my vagina.

“I need it right now,” Lisa said.

She left the vibrator buzzing in my pussy, stepped over my body, almost kicked me off his cock, squatted over him and sunk down. His cock slipped straight inside without the slightest hint of resistance from her body. She let out a long sigh of satisfaction as she impaled herself on Paul. She leant forward and kissed him as her hips started to rise and fall.

I could see the little brown starburst of her asshole that I’d fingered a few times. I pulled the vibrator out of myself, turned it off, and pressed the point between Lisa’s ass cheeks. If anything her moans got even more intense. I sort of screwed the dildo back and forth and pushed hard and gradually her asshole distended enough that I could start to get the blue plastic knob partially in her. She was fucking Paul harder than I’d ever seen her do before. Each time she moved her hips back I pushed the vibrator a little deeper into her ass, then she’d thrust forward and take his cock inside her and let out a loud grunt. Eventually the whole blue knob slipped inside. It was then easier to gradually work the rest of the plastic cock into her.

It was as if she suddenly noticed. She looked over her shoulder at me “What are you doing?”

“Double penetration.”

“I feel so full. Like there is no room left down there.”

She turned away and went back to kissing and fucking Paul. I turned the vibrator back on again. Her whole body jerked again and she stopped moving her hips for a moment. Then she forced herself to concentrate and went back to fucking him hard as the vibrator drove her arousal up to a fever pitch.

I could tell both of them were close to orgasm, Paul from being fucked by Lisa and Lisa with both her orifices filled with large members.

“I want it in my mouth,” I said.

Lisa thrust her hips a few more times and then rolled off to one side. I almost threw myself onto his cock and just caught the first blast as his cock blasted into my mouth. Lisa lay on her back having her own orgasm, the throbbing blue vibrator still deep in her ass, her finger on her clit to encourage her body not to stop. She had a smile on her face as her body clearly throbbed with ecstasy.

I swallowed every drop of Paul’s cum. Then I reached over and turned the vibrator off. Lisa couldn’t take any more. I pulled it out of her ass and dropped it on the bed. The three of us lay there quietly for a moment.

“We need sustenance,” Paul said. He called room service and ordered us all sandwich. He got off the bed and topped-up everyone’s wineglass. Somehow we’d actually drunk most of our wine at some point.

Paul tossed each of us a toweling robe. Since there were only two, he pulled on a pair of sweat pants and a T-shirt. When room service arrived we were respectable enough although the very setup, two girls in robes and a guy in sweats, oozed sex.

I wondered if Paul had something in mind for the afternoon. I needn’t have worried. He reached under the pillow again and got out something. At first I wondered what they were, they were pink and furry. I realized that they were cuffs as he started to buckle them around my wrists and ankles. He produced some silk scarves and knotted one corner of each to metal rings on the cuffs. He piled all the pillows in the centre of the bed and made me lie on my back on top of them. He tied the other corners of the scarves to the corners of the bed so I was spread-eagled face-up with my legs spread and my pussy thrust in the air by the pile of pillows. There was another scarf remaining. A black one.

“What’s the fifth scarf for?” I said.

He didn’t answer, but he rolled it up and then put it over my eyes and tied it at the back of my head. I was blindfolded. I felt helpless, immobile and unable to see. But at least I could hear. But only for now. I felt headphones being placed ion my ears and almost all the noise in the room was blocked out by classical music. I’d never been tied up before like that, never had sex blindfolded. It was all a completely new experience.

I felt lips on one of my nipples and realized I couldn’t even tell whose lips they were. Then my other nipple was being kissed and tongued and I knew that both Paul and Lisa were at my breasts. With sight and hearing and freedom to move all blocked out, the sense of touch was heightened, it was all I had.

The mouth vanished from one of my breasts and a moment later I felt a tongue flick across my pussy. The tongue wormed its way inside me. I think I was sighing and moaning but I couldn’t even really hear myself. I think it was Lisa’s tongue but I couldn’t be sure. The tongue went away and was replaced with a cock. At least I think it was a cock and not the blue vibrator. It didn’t feel quite like it was made of unyielding plastic. It was really weird limited to just the feeling of touch as my entire mind was focused on the feelings in my pussy as the cock worked its way inside. I could feel how wet I was as Paul, I was sure it was his cock and not the vibrator now, worked himself into me.

The next surprise was when a pussy suddenly pressed against my mouth. Lisa’s obviously. I pushed out my tongue. I managed to find her entrance and pushed my tongue inside her. Of course I couldn’t hear her so I wasn’t getting any feedback but I’d licked her enough times now to know just what she liked. After swirling my tongue around inside her cunt for a bit I pulled it out and tried to find the little hard point of her clit.

Meanwhile at the other end of my body, Paul had his cock completely inside me and was starting to pump in and out of me. Somehow, restricted to just feeling, he cock felt larger than ever. I could feel his cockhead inside me as he pulled almost out of me before roughly thrusting back deep inside me.

With the partial sensory deprivation, the other senses were intensified. Lisa’s clit felt bigger and harder under the tip of my tongue. My arousal was doubly amplified. I could feel myself moaning with pleasure although I couldn’t really hear myself. I could taste Lisa’s pussy juices in a way I’d never noticed before, could smell her arousal. Meanwhile between my legs my whole pussy was quivering with excitement as his cock slipped back and forth rubbing against all the right bits of my insides.

I knew I would soon orgasm. I could feel it building up inside me. The incongruous classical music drowned out the noises of pleasure that I knew I was making. My tongue was rubbing Lisa’s clit and I was pretty sure she would be making noises of pleasure too, although I could hear nothing. For all I knew she was cumming.

Suddenly Lisa lifted herself off my mouth. I had no idea where she might re-appear or maybe she was just off to one side so that she could watch. I could imagine the sight, me in a big X on the bed, Paul’s cock buried in my pussy, blindfolded and with headphones covering my ears.

Lisa forced a finger into my asshole. My orgasm immediately exploded like the start of a firework display. I knew I was moaning. My whole cunt was pulsating around Paul’s cock and my ass around Lisa’s finger. I was just a blubbering pile of ecstasy unable to think as the fireworks exploded. I could feel my whole body trembling, my whole groin exploding in pleasure. The sensations just got stronger as the two of them worked the holes between my legs.

I squeezed my cunt hard onto his cock, helping him get to his own explosion of pleasure. He pulled out of me, leaving me with an intense feeling of emptiness. I had no idea what was going on until suddenly I felt the unmistakable feeling of cum splattering onto my body. I presumed he must have been standing over me, either stroking himself or Lisa stroking him, with jets of cum shooting from his cock to fall in a pattern on my stomach and breasts and face.

Next I felt a tongue on my stomach. I knew it was Lisa licking his cum off my body. Somehow in the darkness of the blindfold it was an even more intense feeling that when she had done it that first time, the time that I came on the spot when she licked cum off my mound and almost had her tongue in my slit. She licked my face and then my breasts. Finally, presumably, I was clean.

I lay there, totally relaxed, feeling completely satisfied and content. I felt a hand at the back of my head and the blindfold and headphones were removed.

“That was amazing,” I said as Paul untied the scarves at my wrists and ankles. “It was so much more extreme without sight and sound. Even though I couldn’t actually see anything it felt like I could imagine the whole scene when you came all over me and then Lisa licked it up.”

I undid the cuffs on my wrists and ankles and took them off. Paul picked up his cell-phone and showed me the display. There I was tied to the bed, with the black scarf over my eyes and the headphones, and the pink furry cuffs pulling my body open obscenely.

“It’s a pity I have to leave tomorrow morning,” he said.

“I hope you are coming back soon,” I heard myself say. Fuck, I’m a happily married woman and now I have a sort-of-lover. That cruise changed me more than I realized. And as for Lisa, her body had experienced things that her mind wasn’t even perverted enough to have imagined.

What I would give for another cruise like that, a week of hedonistic pleasure. Limitless sex. Both in the sense of unlimited amounts of it, and no limits on what would I would allow. Somehow even Lisa and the pool boy weren’t as satisfying as Paul pushing all my boundaries. Somehow we’d have to find a way to get back to Miami.

Without our husbands. With Paul.