The next morning after a relaxing nude swim with Judy, Beth and Alec before breakfast it was time to pack our suitcases and head off to Malaga port to connect with our cruise. There was no embarrassment as we ate our meal, everybody was perfectly relaxed surprising considering what we had got up to the day before. After the orgy, that’s the only word to describe yesterday Tom, Angela, Marcia and Andrew had stayed for another hour eating more of the nibbles with a few more drinks and then left. Judy made coffee and I quaffed that trying to sober up a bit. After the others had left the four of us just sat there gabbing away until close to midnight. It’s hard to believe that you can sit outside naked until that time without getting chilled, you would very rarely be able to do that in Britain. In bed Beth and I just closed our eyes and both were very quickly asleep. We both knew we would have to talk about ‘the orgy’ but that could wait, tiredness took over.
Alec had work to do so it was down to Judy to drive us to Malaga. In the car I sat in the back and Beth opened the conversation.
“So do you and Alec get up to that sort of thing often?”
“One or twice a month, there’s usually one other couple like I said, we go round to each others houses and just have fun. Did you two enjoy yourselves?”
“I did.” Beth said. “What about you in the back?”
“Bloody amazing, mind you I’m a little sore this morning.” I answered.
“Aren’t we all.” Judy laughed. “Well worth it though.”
“I wouldn’t mind some more of that.” Beth said.
“You are welcome any time you know that.”
“Thanks Jude, you’re a star.”
Just before we went into the dock I tried phoning home on my mobile just to see if Stephen had returned home. The phone went onto messages so I left a message to tell Stephen if he did return where I was and what I was doing.
The boat or ship, whatever was enormous, the SS Voyager of the Seas was startlingly white and looked beautiful. Our introduction to cruising could not have been better. The ship inside was as spotless as the outside and our cabin was perfect with twin beds and lovely bathroom and plenty of wardrobe space. We boarded an hour and a half before the boat set sail so emptied our suitcases into the wardrobes and stowed the suitcases away then went out onto the deck to watch the departure procedure. Malaga from this high looked marvellous with the castle going up into the hill to the east. At two pm precisely the massive hawsers were dropped from the dock and we started to move, very slowly the boat was nudged away from the dockside and out into the Mediterranean, when in open water it turned left towards the east, our adventure had begun with the first port of call Barcelona. Beth and I stood there for a while watching Malaga disappear and then we went off to explore our home from home for the next two weeks. We found a bar, had a long cool drink each and then decided to head to our cabin for a rest and to freshen up before dinner and the evening’s entertainment.
We both stripped off and lay on our beds; with the air conditioning whirring away it was quite pleasant.
“So then madam, you succumbed to the delights of Tom’s cock,” Best started.
“I’d had too much to drink, my guard was down.”
“And Alec’s and Andrew’s.”
“So I got into it.”
“And how do you feel about yourself now?”
I thought about this for a moment, how did I feel?
“To be honest, pretty good.”
“Thank Christ for that, I thought there was going to be dramatics about your infidelity.”
“It was Judy, when she said its sex, just some fun, what an enlightened attitude to have.”
“She and Alec seem to have it made don’t they?”
“They certainly do, they’re not short of a bob or two, they have like minded friends, and yeah they do seem to have a good life.”
“And you’ve no regrets?”
I shook my head. “Why should I, Stephen thinks more of his job than me that’s for sure, why else just disappear at the drop of a hat. No fuck it; I’ve no regrets at all. I’m bloody going to enjoy this cruise and who knows you and I might just get lucky again.”
“Huh, you’ve busted your cherry and turned into a tart over night.”
“And why not?”
She laughed. “That Tom was something else wasn’t he and that cock, wow.”
“Mmm yes, I think I’ll be heading back to Spain at some time in the future for more of that.”
“I’m coming too.”
“We both did that alright.”
After dinner we went and watched a live show and then headed off to the piano bar where a guy was quietly tinkling the ivories on a small raised dais in the middle of the room. We had a drink or two with Beth spending the time scanning the room for talent but I think we had chosen the wrong bar for that, it was full of middle aged people, couples mostly just out for a drink or a chat. No problem it was only the first evening there was plenty of time for the odd conquest or three. At midnight we purchased a couple of cans, went back to our cabin and sat out on our small balcony overlooking the sea. We both stripped off and enjoyed the feeling of the cool breeze on or bodies. We went to bed at one and had a nice loving session with fingers and tongues, this was becoming more than the casual thing it had been before, but no worries, it felt good and we both achieved the satisfaction that brought on a good night’s sleep.
The next morning after breakfast we had a couple of hours to kill before the boat docked in Barcelona so we both went and sunbathed by one of the three swimming pools on board. Having lost any sense of shyness the pair of us took our bikini tops off and lay out topless, what a wonderful feeling. I even pondered taking my thong bottom off as well but perhaps that would have been a step too far, later on in the cruise perhaps. I noticed a couple of guys giving Beth and I the once over, they couldn’t have failed to be impressed with two good looking girls with lumps and bumps in all the right places. I mentioned them to Beth.
“See those two chaps over there, casual. Well they keep giving us the eye.”
She turned her head slightly. “Mmm not bad, let’s see if they brave enough to come over and talk.”
Ten minutes later they left the pool, wimps.
Barcelona was breathtaking, Beth and I caught a tourist bus, the best way to see a place if you don’t have a lot of time. I could give you a list of the sights but there were too many to mention and besides any tourist guide book will tell you everything you need to know.
That evening back on board the Voyager of the Seas and headed towards Salerno after dinner we girls headed towards a disco and quickly bumped into the two guys who had been eyeing us up at the pool.
“Sorry,” I said as I nearly spilled my drink all over the taller of the two.”
“No problem.” The guy said with a heavy Spanish accent and putting out his hand, “Me is Diego, hola.”
“Hello,” I said taking his hand, “I’m Sue and my friend is Beth.”
“Mi amigo is Juan.” Diego answered back. “We buy drinks for ladies, no.”
“I take it you mean yes.” I said looking at Beth, who nodded. “Yes please.”
We found a relatively quiet corner with a table after getting the drinks. It turned out that the guys had just finished working in Dubai on a contract and fancied a holiday before heading off on another contract in Brazil; they were engineers of some sort.
“We see you in the pool, but me shy, my English not so good.” Diego said. “Juan knows little words in English.”
“We can get by.” Beth said. I’m sure I saw a glint in her eye for Juan.
We had some drinks, a bit of dancing and a few laughs. The guys were very well travelled and spoke a little bit of several languages. They were both from Sevilla.
“Next time in Spain, you come Sevilla, we show you places not for tourists, okay.”
“It would be my pleasure.” I said.
Beth and I went to the loo together, as you do.
“Well,” she said, “are you up for it or what?”
“I should bloody think so, that Diego is gorgeous.”
“He’s not a patch on Juan, even if he is the strong silent type.”
“Hey, the language of luvvvvv is universal so I’m told, so what the fuck.”
“So we going to invite them back to our place?”
“Yea, let’s go for it.”
“So you don’t mind fucking in front of me now?”
“No problem mate. After Judy’s place I’d fuck in front of a bus load of nuns.”
“Trollope!”
“Tart!”
Back in our cabin I think the lads were a bit surprised at us girls being happy to do it side by side on the twin beds but when we both stripped off and invited them to join us they got the message taking their clothes off at the double. Diego joined me on my bed and Juan with Beth.
Diego went straight for my tits with his tongue down my throat. His hands groped me squeezing my bundles of joy and tweaking the nipples, not a bad start. I glanced sideways and saw that Beth’s Juan was already between her legs giving her cunt some attention with his tongue; hopefully it would be my turn for that before too long. I reached down to feel Diego’s prick, I wanted to know what I was getting, it was rock hard and felt like a nice cunt full. My man started to manoeuvre himself down my body licking and kissing as he went, first my throat and neck. He took his time, this felt like a well practised technique, if it was I wasn’t about to complain, he was doing nice things to my body and was turning me on more and more. His mouth strayed to my tits, sucking at my nipples and giving them a gentle chew with his teeth sending wonderful signals down to my fanny saying ‘prepare yourself for a nice prick.’ He reached down with his hand to my cunt and slipped a finger between my outer lips.
“You much wet,” He said.
I couldn’t disagree with that, I was feeling as horny as hell and his attentions were only making it better. He found my clit and very gently brushed it with his finger tips before slipping a couple of fingers into my hole and now used his thumb on my clit.
I heard a moan from the other bed where Beth was thrusting upwards into Juan’s face, my friend was obviously having herself a good time.
Diego finally made it down to my fanny with his lips and tongue and started doing marvellous things to me burying his tongue as deep into my hole as he could. I don’t know how he managed to breathe his face was pressed so hard into my crutch. Then he licked upwards caressing my clit with his tongue, pushed the little nub around, pressing it before taking it between his lips and massaging it. Like Beth I began to push into his face, thrusting into him to increase the pleasure I was getting. Now normally I like to give a bit of oral to my man but the intensity of Diego’s work already had me wanting his prick inside me.
“Fuck me Diego please.”
He climbed up my body and slowly slid his prick into my sopping wet cunt. His face glistened from my cunt juices. Fully inside me he leaned forward to kiss me and then started to fuck me slowly almost pulling completely out of me before sliding in again slowly, it felt wonderful, this was fucking at its best. Diego was going to take his time and ensure that this little lady fully enjoyed the benefits of his cock. He got into a lovely rhythm fucking me long and slow and I responded by wrapping my legs around him and pelvic thrusting into him at the same pace so he knew he was doing exactly the right thing to me. I felt the first stirrings of an orgasm and increased my pace, Diego responded and very shortly after the climax exploded sending wave after pleasure wave coursing through my crutch. I wrapped my arms around the man and moaned out my pleasure. He carried on pumping away and within seconds started to groan as he shot his load deep inside my cunt, brilliant.
Diego pulled me into his arms and we lay side by side on the narrow bed and I looked over at Beth just as her face screwed up in orgasmic pleasure, she whimpered out her joy, no where near as verbal as me and then just lay arms spread eagled while Juan finished off.
The guys turned out to be very satisfactory lovers and would do to keep us girls out of mischief in the long evenings aboard the boat.
The next day the boat docked at Palermo in Sicily for a five hour lay over, just enough time to see a little of the town in a tourist bus, like the Quattro Canti in Madqueda Street, the san Domenico Church and Pretoria square with a bit of time left over to buy some souvenirs, a coffee a bite to eat, the pasta was wonderful and then back on board for the twenty four hour cruise to Athens. That was going to be a ten hour stop over so Beth and I would have more time to do all the touristy things.
The weather was beautiful as we steamed across the Mediterranean so Beth and I decided to catch some rays by the pool on the upper deck; I tell you these cruise ships are very well appointed. We lay side by side on two sun beds chatting away about our two Spanish lovers, both of us were topless.
“What about swapping the guys this evening?” Beth asked.
“Mmm I don’t mind if you don’t although they might object.”
“Huh I shouldn’t think so this isn’t some long term romance, just a bit of cruise nooky as far as I’m concerned.”
“Me too and variety is the spice of life after all.”
We both laughed. I looked around and saw that the crowd of sun worshippers were thinning out as they prepared for lunch.
“I’m taking my bikini bottom off.” I whispered to Beth. “I got used to being nude at Judy’s.”
“Well I will if you will.”
“One, two, three go.”
In unison we pushed down our bikini briefs and I immediately closed my eyes, I didn’t want to see if we had suddenly become the centre of attention. You know even that little scrap of material feels inhibiting after you’ve lain naked in out in the sun so taking my bikini bottom off was liberating. After a couple of minutes I braved opening my eyes and found that nobody was taking any notice of Beth and me, so be it nude sunbathing for me in future.
Over night on the long trip to Athens Beth and I did swap the boys and I needn’t have worried they were just as keen as we girls to sample the delights of another woman’s body. Juan didn’t have quite as good a technique as Diego but he still left me orgasmically satisfied at the end of the night. Beth the lucky cow managed two climaxes from Diego so I knew the following night I wanted him back.
“I’ll fight you for him,” she joked later.
“No fucking way madam, share and share alike and tomorrow it’s my turn.”
On the way to Athens the guys informed us that the Greek capital was their destination. They were leaving the boat and flying to Madrid that evening for an onward connection to Brazil. Beth and I were a bit surprised at that revelation; we thought the guys had exactly the same itinerary as us. Still we made the best of a bad job and after I fucked Diego and Beth, Juan we made them swap and after the change over and giving the lads extended blow jobs to get their pricks back into working order once more had the pleasure of a second fuck with a different partner. I tell you that Judy one had a lot to answer for, Beth and I were now officially tarts, lovely.
Athens was stunning, we had time to see it all, a bit of an exaggeration I am aware but you know what I mean. Again we took a tourist bus to see The Acropolis with a quick trip into the museum, off to Syntagma Square, beautiful, we then drove past the Helenic Parliament building scene of so many news clips in the last year due to demonstrations against the European Union’s imposed austerity measures and finally Monastiriki Square, again beautiful.
Then it was back on board for the cruise to our next stop in Turkey at Antalya.
The stop over in Antalya was another four hour rush. I’d flown into Antalya one time with Stephen when we had a fortnight’s holiday in Side, the one where he had to disappear in a hurry for a job, and knew it was a tradionally Turkish town but with only a few hours off the ship we inevitably only saw the tourist area, Hadrian’s gate, the Hirdirlik Tower and The Fluted Minaret to name a few. Still a lovely thimble full of proper Turkish coffee with the necessary glass of cold water went down well along with a portion of ultra sticky baklava and then it was back on board for the trip south to Alexandria and the delights of Egypt.
Perhaps it was just as well that our lovers had departed so we could have a good night’s sleep. Beth and I needed to be up early when we arrived in Alexandria, we had signed up for an excursion to Giza to see the pyramids and the Sphinx and to experience a true Arabian Night. We just had time in Alexandria for breakfast at one of the portside cafes that we were led to by our tour guide. It was a pavement cafe, very busy and the eight others on the tour plus Beth and I were the only Westerners there, the rest were all Arabs. While we were sitting there enjoying the food and coffee a black Mercedes pulled up and out stepped a very distinguished guy in full Arab style clothing, he was obviously a toff of some sort because he had people fawning all over him. He was led straight to a table and the waiters were double quick to serve the guy. He sat there looking around watching the dhows as they spread their sails and headed off out to sea, then he scanned the customers in the cafe and his eyes settled on me, we made eye contact and he smiled, I smiled back and then he raised his coffee glass in a toast and went back to watching the harbour. A few moments later he waved a man over to him and said something, the man turned around looked at me and quickly turned away.
Aye aye I thought what’s going on here was I about to be asked to swap my life to be come a concubine for some Arab prince? Moments later the guy stood up went to his Mercedes and it zoomed off; so much for that little fantasy.
Ten minutes later a mini bus pulled up and we tourists were ushered into it for the two and a half hour drive to Giza and tourist heaven. Fortunately the air conditioning in the mini bus worked superbly and on good roads we were soon approaching the fourth largest city in Egypt. The urban sprawl was enormous, we seemed to be driving through suburbs of the town for ever and then in the distance we caught our first glimpse of the pyramids, all conversation stopped as we took in the magnificent sight.
The whole place was overwhelming, our tour guide explained and gave us the history of everything we could see, The Great Pyramid of Khufu, the smaller Pyramid of Khafre, the smaller still Pyramid of Menaure, the Tomb of Khentkaues 1 and of course not forgetting The Sphinx.
Towards dusk we were ushered back to the minibus and taken to our accommodation for the night, a bloody tent!