Who hasn't dreamed of finding a world where anything goes, where you can voice your most extreme sexual desires without being judged, where a constant supply of new, willing lovers is always on hand? It sounds too good to be true, but these places do exist. You just have to know where to look for them. Charmaine had always dreamed of finding people like herself, people who wanted to swap sensual experiences, who would let her indulge her curiosity for other men and women. When her lover found a cruise ship that was strictly adults only, she found her own idea of heaven here on earth. Well, on the sea… A cruise?" I looked at Ben in disbelief. A He was supposed to be my sex slave, my partner in crime, my beautiful boy. And for our first holiday in years, he'd booked us on a cruise, which would be full of old women playing bingo and fat, ancient men sunbathing in banana hammocks. "You've booked us on a cruise? What next? A pipe and slippers?" I stormed off upstairs to the bedroom, regretting the decision to hand our vacation planning over to him. I'd wanted somewhere exotic, earthy, sexy; a bit of sensual luxury in the Maldives, maybe, or a vibrant city packed with sex clubs like Paris. But a goddamned cruise?
Ben took my outburst in good humor. "Trust me, Charmaine," he said. "I promise it'll be fun. Have I ever let you down before?"
He hadn't, of course. Usually Ben's surprises were very sexy and creative, but something as mundane as a cruise was totally out of character.
Ben followed me upstairs and slid a brochure in my direction.
"Trust me," he said. "Just look at where I'm taking you, and then tell me if you still think I'm ready for a pipe and slippers."
He pushed the slim, glossy brochure across the duvet to me. Instead of pictures of middle-aged men and women on its cover, there was a gang of glorious bodies, all entwined on the same lounge chair, looking bronzed and relaxed. And then I saw what it said. "The Swinging Ship," it read. "The cruise company where anything goes."
Intrigued, I flipped through the pages and discovered that this wasn't just any old cruise around the Mediterranean. This was a sex cruise, a couples-only floating paradise for those who wanted to experiment with their bodies-and other people's, too. Idle browsing turned to serious interest as I read about nightclub rooms where clothing was optional, a huge sauna complex, and luxurious cabins with beds large enough for six or seven people. Glossy pictures of young, attractive couples from all over Europe illustrated the brochure. I'd always loved the idea of going to an orgy, and now Ben had decided to make my fantasy a reality. I pictured Ben and me among their number and looked up to see him standing in the doorway, a smile of self-satisfaction on his face.
"You clever bastard," I said. "Now come here and let me say thank you." I hitched up my skirt, and we fucked on our bed there and then. Ben lay on top, his chunky body crushing the breath out of me as he whispered in my ear about how sexy it would be when we saw other couples fucking. He told me how he couldn't wait to show me off to all those other men. The more he talked, the more I lost myself in the fantasy. When I came, about thirty seconds after he penetrated me, it was the strongest, sweetest orgasm I'd had in years.
Before we left for our cruise, I visited my favorite lingerie boutique and picked up several exquisite designer bikinis, scraps of spandex in vibrant colors, barely held together with wisps of string and lace. They left nothing about my body to the imagination. If I was going to spend the next week wearing very little, then I wanted what little I did wear to be sensational. I read and reread the brochure, so excited that I didn't know what aspect of the ship I would enjoy exploring the most. I decided that I was going to try everything, from the sex swing in the ship's dungeon, to the naked sauna, to the nude sunbathing. Ben and I were going to have the holiday of our lives together! For the next day or so I was constantly wet just at the thought of it. I could have made love to Ben ten times a day, but I decided to abstain before the holiday to let the exquisite tension buildup. We didn't discuss it, but I knew Ben felt the same way; after five years we knew each other inside and out.
We flew to the south of France and boarded the ship in a private harbor near Nice. I'd never been up close to a cruise liner before, and it was a vast, floating hotel. Lights twinkled from windows and it was thrilling to think of all the adventures that lay in store for us on deck. Walking up the gangplank we noticed an extremely glamorous couple who had been on our flight. Both were tall and slender. He had olive skin and piercing blue eyes under jet-black eyebrows while she was as pale as he was tanned, with long red hair that wound down her back in flaming ropes.
"Well," Ben said, watching me devour their bodies with my eyes, "if all the clientele are this sexy, I think we're going to have a rather wonderful time."
Our cabin was, as promised, beautiful, with dark, dramatic, Gothic decor; deep red walls, arched mirrors, and black, wrought-iron candelabra hanging from the ceiling. The cabin was dominated by a vast iron bed. It was thrilling to be here, but as Ben and I dressed for dinner, we were suddenly nervous, too. This was something we'd always talked about, but now that we were here we felt like two kids on their first day of school. What if the other couples didn't want to play with us? What if we didn't want to play with them? We were after a fun, sexy, anything-goes atmosphere, but what if other people's idea of "swinging" was dark and sinister? Our arousal was masked by a shared sense of trepidation.
Once we left the cabin, we began to feel immediately better. In the gangways and on deck, everyone smiled and said hello. The sun was setting as cocktail hour began, and it was clear that everyone was dressed to impress. Women and men alike wore dramatic, revealing clothes, and there was a flirty, fun atmosphere.
Dinner, a formal affair, was held in the ship's banquet hall. We sipped cocktails while studying the seating plan, looking for our names. We finally took our places opposite Willem and Nina, a friendly couple from Holland. Like us, they were in their late twenties, but it was their third time on the cruise. "We'll never go on holiday anywhere else," they said, but before they could divulge anything more, the sound of a fork tapping a wineglass called us to attention and made us all turn toward the stage at one end of the hall. A devastatingly handsome man with cropped, light brown hair was standing on a podium. He was dressed in a traditional white captain's uniform complete with peaked cap. Beside him stood a beautiful Asian woman, her expensively highlighted hair the same color as her smooth and creamy skin.
"Ladies and gentlemen," said the uniformed man into a microphone. "Hello and welcome to the best week of your lives. I'm Adam, and I'm the captain of your ship. This is my wife Suki." At this, Suki raised a slender arm in a graceful wave. "We've got a lot of fun things planned for you this week, and we want you to feel that you can ask us anything. It's up to you. You can do as little as you wish or as much as you can handle." A ripple of laughter echoed through the room. "I just want to announce a few ship rules. First of all, this is a cruise for consenting adults. We're all here to have a good time, so no one is allowed to judge anything that other consenting adults do for pleasure. We're here to get away from the narrow-minded attitudes of the general public who don't understand-poor things-just how far you can take sex play and all the wonderful sensations you can experience." There was a small round of applause and a couple of people cheered. "But that goes both ways," continued Adam. "At no point is it acceptable for any of our guests to pressure other passengers into participating in something that makes them feel uncomfortable. On the ship we have a code: If you're not comfortable with something or someone, you simply remove their hand and say, 'No, that's not for me.' Failure to respect another guest's privacy like this will result in your being ejected from the cruise."
Ben slid his arm around my waist. I could tell that he was forgetting his nervousness and growing curious and excited, like me. Even hearing Adam describe the ship's activities was a turn-on. I felt my nipples begin to harden, and I grabbed Ben's hand and held it between my legs so that he could feel the faint throb of my awakening clitoris.
Now it was Suki's turn to step up to the mic.
"That's really all we have to say," she said. "Although we're here to help with any questions you have. And the final thing is to remember that this is an all-inclusive holiday. That means you don't have to pay for any food, drink, condoms, or lube on board. Feel free to consume as much as you like of any of them. And have a wonderful, delicious holiday full of new sensations!"
This time the round of applause was louder, and Ben and I joined in. Over a steak dinner we got to chat more with Willem and Nina. It was fascinating to hear their words of experience.
"Adam and Suki control the captain's table," explained Nina. "Every evening, they invite one or two couples they like the look of to dine with them. And then the partying goes on in their suite way into the night."
Ben and I looked again at the captain and his wife, both so confident and sexy. I knew that, like me, he was wondering what it would be like to fuck them, to swap partners, to watch them fuck and have them watch us. I knew what he was thinking because my hand was resting on his lap, and I could feel his dick growing rock hard as Willem continued his explaination.
"Last time we were here, we dined with them one night. It was the most intense night of my whole life. I'll never forget it." And with the memory of it obviously overwhelming them, he and Nina leaned in and gave each other a lingering, intimate kiss. He slid his hand under her top, lifted her breast to his lips, and began to suck her nipple. I shivered with shock and excitement. Sure I've watched porn and seen other people have sex. I've sat behind teenagers dry-humping on the night bus, but I'd never been so close to two other people like that before-freely indulging in foreplay before my eyes. My own nipples began to harden, and I felt Ben's cock strain and bounce, ready for action. I gave the sensitive tip of his penis a squeeze. We ate the rest of dinner with Nina's round, bulbous breast exposed. Ben couldn't take his eyes off it, and neither could I. I'd never been that near another woman's naked breast before, and it was wildly distracting. As I sipped my wine, I wondered idly what it would be like to put that breast in my mouth and gently suck on it, teasing it with my tongue, seeing how big and hard I could make that nipple go.
After dinner we wandered around the ship. The stars twinkled in the sky above us and cast tiny dancing reflections on the inky surface of the Mediterranean. Fairy lights gave a soft, sensual glow to everything on deck. The atmosphere was now more overtly sexy. A pretty, petite French woman placed her hand on Ben's thigh as we stood in front of a large display detailing all the different nights and activities available on board. Her sexual overture sent a sizzle of excitement up and down my spine and between my legs. It didn't mean anything was going to happen between us; it was the simple gesture of an attractive woman who wanted to touch an attractive man. All the usual rules didn't apply here.
There were so many activities to choose from, I didn't know where to start. In the end, we decided to unwind in the ship's spa. We'd heard it was a great place to relax and to meet people. We wandered down to the fitness suite and exchanged our clothes, which we placed in a locker, for a pristine white towel that did little to cover one's modesty, but that was the idea. After trying and failing to fasten the towels around our bodies, Ben and I shrugged and threw them over our shoulders, trying to look cool and nonchalant as we strode through the sauna. It was the first time we'd been naked together in public, and I loved it immediately: the warm, dry air crackling on my skin, the sense of freedom, the heat radiating from Ben's body next to mine. And I loved the admiring glances we were getting from strangers, both male and female.
Ben opened a glass door into the steam room, where we luxuriated in the misty heat while our muscles relaxed and sweat ran down our bodies. The sauna itself was as pristine as that of any upscale health spa, with gleaming white tiles, polished marble, and smooth, blond wood. Couples lolled about in whatever position felt comfortable. We reclined on our towels, watching others come and go. A black couple was kissing passionately on a bench a few yards away, and when another man and a woman came up and started touching the black woman's tits, she moaned softly with pleasure. Then, slowly, all four of them became entwined, dark brown and pale pink flesh making a Celtic knot of human bodies. As we watched them, Ben and I instinctively grabbed each other's genitals. I massaged his dick into a rock-hard pole, and he fondled my clit until I had to bite my lip and dig my fingernails into the palm of my hand to stop myself from coming. All the while, we never took our eyes off the heaving, entwined bodies that we could see through the steam. They were grabbing at each other, hands clawing at buttocks and tits, wet, steamy flesh making sexy slapping noises as they writhed about on the slippery marble. At one point the black man knelt, and in the steam we could see his magnificent erection in profile before he drove his cock into the white woman, who screamed in ecstasy.
I lay on my back and Ben crouched over me, our heads turned to the right so that we didn't miss a second of the live porn show before our eyes. My pussy was so swollen that the tip of Ben's dick on my lips and clitoris was almost painful, but when he forced his cock inside my engorged hole, it was the sweetest sensation imaginable. Never taking my eyes off the others, I allowed him to fuck me hard. As Ben pounded away, so ferociously that my whole body slid up the wooden bench, I made eye contact with the woman who was being fucked just feet away from me. Soon we were all looking at each other, six people but just two sets of bodies, all lost in what we were doing, what we were seeing, and what was being done to us. The white guy opposite me looked at my tits with raw lust, even as he was fondling and squishing the breasts of the black girl. His animal desire was a huge aphrodisiac, and the harder he stared, the more intensely I felt Ben's cock inside me. And I was really getting off on watching the other women; the more time I spent on this ship, the more obsessed I became with other women's tits. I loved watching them jiggle as they moved. I was fascinated by the way nipples changed shape, size, and even color as the women were turned on. It's no wonder that men are so obsessed with breasts. One by one, the four people opposite us surrendered to their climaxes, faces blurred by the clouds of steam but their voices carrying perfectly. Their moans overlapped, giving a whole new meaning to the words "multiple orgasm."
This was more than Ben could take. He came hard, much faster than he usually did. "I'm sorry, baby," he said, pulling his limp penis out of my cunt, a thread of his spunk trailing from the tip of his dick to my pussy like a spiderweb. "It was just too hot for me. Come here," he said, spreading my legs with his hand. "I'll get you there."
"Allow me," said a high, smoky voice from somewhere in the mist. It was the woman with the blond hair, the one I'd just seen being speared by the black guy's impressive hard-on. Now that she was close, I could see how sexy she was. The steam had turned her fair hair into a wavy mop, and the blush on her cheeks and chest complemented her light golden tan. But what I really liked was the dark, rose-gold nipples that tipped her large, tear-shaped breasts.
"I'm thirsty," she said, and before I could respond, she put her head between my legs and placed her lips on my pussy. I could feel her nipples rubbing my shins as she greedily sucked out Ben's sperm, a maneuver that felt as though there was a vacuum inside my cunt. Briefly, the woman raised her face. Her cheeks and lips were glazed with my natural juices and my lover's spunk. Ben was entranced; I could see him register every detail, storing it in his memory bank. We'd talk about this later, tell each other the story of the time the gorgeous blonde drank his cum from my pussy.
"I've had my fun," she whispered. "Now it's your turn." And she was back between my legs, now giving my throbbing, twitching clitoris the attention it needed, her tongue expertly licking and sucking on it until waves of orgasm rocked me from head to toe and hot liquid pleasure ran through my veins. After she'd finished licking me dry, she turned to Ben and sucked the oozing white tear off the end of his cock before licking her lips and crawling back to the lover she'd come in with.
Ben and I lay in the steam, unable to believe what had just happened.
"That," said Ben eventually, "was the most intense thing that's ever happened to me."
"Fuck, yeah," I said. "And we don't even know their names."
We kissed, our sweaty bodies fusing together in the steam as the white mist engulfed us.
The next afternoon we were sunbathing naked on the roof terrace. Glistening bodies surrounded us, and the sun's hot rays on our skin made us feel carefree and sexy. We kissed lazily and stroked each other, Ben fingering my clitoris as I bounced his hard cock from one palm to the other. We alternated between fooling around like this and watching other couples who were taking things further than we were right now. In the pool, a circle of people had gathered around a woman who lay back fucking herself with her fist. On a balcony above the water, two women were taking turns spanking each other over their lap, the sharp slap of palms on buttocks drawing attention to them.
I was rubbing sun lotion into Ben's erection when a young woman in a bunny-girl outfit presented us with a gilt-edged card on a silver tray.
"From the captain," she said and stood above us while I opened the card and read it aloud.
"Alan and Suki invite you to dine with them at the captain's table this evening, followed by cocktails in the captain's quarters. RSVP." Ben and I looked at each other, eyes shining with excitement. The captain himself had chosen us for one of his exclusive sex parties! We asked the bunny girl to convey our acceptance to the captain and reached for each other, celebrating with a long, slow kiss.
That night, we dressed for dinner in the best clothes we had brought with us. Ben wore a fitted gray T-shirt with a black designer suit he'd splurged on for this trip. The trousers showed off the gorgeous swell of his ass and his long, lean legs. I wore a gold lame dress with a neckline slashed to the navel and a hemline slashed to the thigh.
We arrived at the captain's table at eight p.m. to find it set for not four but six people. We were thrilled to find that we would be dining with the red-haired woman and her handsome, dark lover as well as with Adam and Suki. I was so excited to be seated next to such beautiful, sexy people that I could barely touch my food.
The red-haired girl was introduced as Maya, and the dark-haired man with the turquoise eyes extended a hand and said, "Hi, I'm Greg. Good to meet you guys. Are you English, too?"
Shaking hands with Greg, I knew instantly that there was chemistry here. His flesh sizzled on mine. I saw Maya look approvingly at Ben's chest and strong arms, and felt a surge of pride and excitement. We chatted, polite small talk at first that grew flirtier, dirtier, and more intense as the night wore on. Maya and I had a lot in common, but even though she was a fascinating, intelligent woman, I found it hard to concentrate on what she was saying. She was so extraordinary looking: green almond-shaped eyes in a catlike face, pale skin with a smattering of freckles on her cheekbones, and that luscious red hair that tumbled down her back, caressing my arm sensually whenever she leaned in to make a point. I couldn't help but wonder what color her nipples were; I imagined they would be pale pink. Would her bush match her flaming hair and eyebrows? And would her pussy lips be pink, red, or brown?
While I was talking to Greg and Maya, Ben was deep in conversation with Adam and Suki. When Suki placed her hand on Ben's crotch, I felt a thrill of anticipation. The first move had been made. After that, everything happened very naturally. Adam, who sat on the other side of Maya, began to stroke her long, Titian hair. Maya, for her part, extended her own hand and placed it just under one of my breasts, a gesture so arousing that my nipple instantly hardened and swelled, protruding proudly through the gold lame of my dress. I looked over and saw that Greg was tracing one finger along Suki's collarbone, and, as I watched, she bowed her head, took his finger in her mouth, and sucked it gently, letting him probe her full, glossy lips. He closed his eyes and moaned as his dick began to stiffen and swell. Unable to stop myself, I reached for it, placed my hand on the crotch of his trousers, and then felt the flesh beneath stir and expand under my fingers. The faster I fondled Greg, the harder Maya pinched my nipples, squeezing them between thumb and forefinger until I let out a whimper of helpless pleasure. When I moaned, her eyes lit up, and she licked her pale pink lips. We were all connected to each other now, our bodies conducting an electric current of arousal that grew stronger with every second. I was aware that many of the people in the main hall were watching us as we touched each other and I felt the first warm wetness seep out of my slit.
Adam cleared his throat. "This is the point at which I usually suggest we retire to my quarters for cocktails," he said, giving me a wink.
All eyes in the banqueting hall were on us as we left the table and filed, one by one, through a door marked PRIVATE that led down a short, red-walled corridor to a large oak door. This door led to a suite of rooms that far outdid our own. Huge picture windows opened onto a secluded balcony, affording us a view of the flat sea and the starry sky. The main room was dominated by a bed two or three times the size of the one in our cabin. A glass shelf displayed a range of designer sex toys, a clear liquid that looked like lube was housed in a crystal decanter, and bowls of different kinds of condoms were arranged on every surface.
Wild now with desire and anticipation, I felt a little more juice ooze from between my legs. I could smell the natural musk that meant I was really, really horny and wondered if anyone else could smell me, too-and if it was turning them on. My body was thrumming with so much sexual energy that the slightest touch from any one of these new people could have had me coming hard right then. I needed to feel strange hands on my body, I needed Ben to watch me getting rammed by another man's cock, and most of all, I needed to know what it felt like to take another woman's tit in my mouth.
Adam and Suki took the lead. He began to undress her, unfastening the halter-tie of her blue dress and exposing her high, small, firm breasts for all of us to see.
"Gentlemen," he said. "if we could all unveil our ladies." At his command, Greg turned to Maya and dropped to his knees, his strong hands lifting the hem of her floaty white dress and pushing the billowing fabric as he rose up, sending it upward in a white cloud that gradually revealed her porcelain skin. Her bush was the same fiery red as her hair, and her breasts were full and pendulous, with nipples so pale pink that they almost blended into the rest of her skin. As Maya locked eyes with me, I saw her nipples harden and darken, and my own responded likewise.
Meanwhile, Ben was tugging at the gold spaghetti straps that held my own dress together, yanking the skintight garment down the length of my body. I saw that all eyes were on me as Ben whipped the dress away, and I felt as if I were an exotic piece of fruit that was being peeled, ready to be eaten.
When she was naked except for her bejeweled sandals, Suki turned to Adam and began to disrobe him. I watched as she undid his white tailored uniform jacket and slid it from his shoulders, carefully placing it on the back of his chair. She'd clearly performed this routine a million times before, but when she gazed at Adam's broad, muscular chest, she did it with the awestruck lust of a woman seeing her lover's body for the first time. She removed his trousers with the same practiced elegance, leaving Adam naked but for his hat. His smooth, dark-pink dick was beginning to stand at attention. Suki stepped up close to him, parted her legs, put the tip of his penis between her slender brown thighs, and squeezed. Adam let out a moan of pleasure, and the two of them kissed deeply.
Following Suki's lead, Maya and I both began to strip our men, although not with quite the same smooth maneuvers. Rather, our efforts involved shoes getting kicked off, clothes tugged and torn, straining hard-ons eagerly released from boxer shorts, and kisses snatched while buttons flew off shirts. Ben's dick looked as good as I'd ever seen it. I was as wet as he was hard, and he was very, very hard. I made my hand into a loose fist, and he thrust his dick into my palm, breathing deeply as I squeezed the round, sensitive tip of his cock. Maya looked similarly proud of Greg's dick, and with good reason; it was long and pink and stood upright, bouncing in anticipation of whatever was going to happen next.
Adam took Suki by the hand and led her to the vast bed. On the side of the bed, her small, peachy ass making a tiny indentation in the smooth, scarlet silk, Suki extended one dainty foot up toward her husband. Tenderly he unfastened her bejeweled shoe and placed it on the floor, then repeated the process with her other foot. Suki raised both legs straight out in front of her and pressed the soles of her feet on either side of Adam's bulging cock. As she stimulated him with subtle squeezes of her feet, his dick grew bigger and harder. When he could take no more, Suki whipped her feet away, revealing the shiny purple tip of Adam's twitching dick. Suki rolled over to the middle of the bed and spread her legs so that we could all see her pussy. It was dark, plump, and wet, like an oyster glistening in its shell. Adam followed his wife onto the bed, and they embraced, rolling over so that she was on top of him, her honeyed body making slow, sensual motions on top of his pale, solid form. She arched her back, tossed her sleek hair over one shoulder, and looked at Ben and me, and then at Greg and Maya.
"Would you like to come and join us?" she asked. There was nothing I wanted more. Ben and I approached the vast bed from the right-hand side while Maya and Greg approached from the left. All six of us were on the bed now. I mounted Ben but didn't let him penetrate me, instead I copied Suki's example and squeezed his dick between my clenched thighs, enjoying the way the base of his penis rubbed against my clit. Ben yelped in pleasure and frustration. I looked down at his face, and we shared a secret smile, neither of us able to believe that this was really happening. I was inches away from Adam and Suki, who were still locked in their embrace. I could hear her every sigh and see each individual hair on his arms and chest.
On the other side of the captain and his wife, Greg and Maya were moving together, his body on top of hers. I saw the muscles in his back ripple as he propped himself up on his forearms and bent his head to Maya's breast. I watched in frustrated fascination as his lips closed over her tit and the nipple disappeared, before his voracious mouth sucked up the surrounding flesh. Again, I wondered what that would feel like, how it would be to have Maya's tits in my mouth. Thinking about it made me wetter still, I dipped my finger into my pussy and held it to Ben's nose so he would know just how turned on I was. I closed my eyes and imagined being penetrated by Ben's cock while Maya stuffed her breasts in my face, suffocating me with the soft white pillows of her flesh.
At that point Adam's hand reached out to my own breast, grabbed hold of one of my swollen, sensitive nipples, and pulled down hard. "You," he said, his face darkening with desire, "I want you to come with me." I looked at Ben, and he nodded, taking his dick in his hands, stroking himself frantically at the thought of seeing Adam fuck me. Aggressively, Adam pulled me away from Ben and down toward him, holding me by the neck as he kissed me, his lips and tongue voraciously exploring the contours of my mouth.
Suki rolled off Adam and made a similar grab for Greg, whispering something in his ear that I couldn't quite catch. Whatever it was made him close his eyes and moan with pleasure. Maya's lips parted, her whole body quivering with excitement as she watched Greg lock lips with Suki and share a long, lingering kiss.
Behind me, I sensed Ben crawl across the bed toward Maya. I heard the soft slap of skin on skin as their bodies collided and the thud as they fell together on to the bed.
Now I was with Adam, Ben was with Maya, Greg was with Suki, and all of us were lost in exploring new bodies for the first time. Adam was harder, more muscular than Ben, and his kisses and caresses were rougher and more urgent than what I was used to. The raw, animal nature of his desire awakened the same in me, and I clawed at his flesh, rubbed my clit against the tip of his penis, let the kisses that I planted on his lips turn into savage little nips and bites.
After a few moments of urgent, passionate kissing, Adam broke away and pulled three condoms out of a bowl by the bed, handing one to Ben and one to Greg. Kneeling, he rolled a sheath onto his own dick, smoothing it down with an experienced hand. I crouched on all fours, feeling my pussy flutter as I watched the orgy around me in full swing.
Greg lay on his back while Suki used her mouth to put a condom on his hard-on. Then, facing away from him, she squatted over his dick and lowered herself onto him. As his dick disappeared into the folds of her body, they both moaned in ecstasy. Slowly, Suki leaned back and extended her legs so that she was lying on her back, on top of Greg. His arms reached around her body where he began massaging and kneading her tiny triangular tits with one hand, pulling her pussy lips apart with the other, and frantically fingering her clitoris. The base of his dick was just visible as he thrust in and out of her. I watched them, fascinated, envious, and horny as hell.
Maya was on all fours opposite me, close enough to reach out and touch. Behind her, Ben stroked his huge hard-on one last time before swiftly rolling a condom onto it. Then, with a forcefulness I found wildly arousing, he pulled a long, twisting lock of her red hair and yanked her head back, forcing her body to buck. Maya's eyes turned glassy, and she began to breathe deeply, a soft pink blush spreading across her bouncing, swinging tits, as she let Ben slide into her. Still holding her hair, he rode her like a pony, thrusting his dick all the way into her, pulling it out, spearing her white flesh again, in and out, in and out.
I felt hands on my own tits then as Adam grabbed me by both breasts and propelled his cock into me with such merciless force that I screamed. The relief of finally being penetrated was overwhelming, and I succumbed to Adam's will, letting him pull and pinch my tits, enjoying his fat cock pumping hard in my pussy.
Opposite me, Maya was being fucked by Ben and looked as ecstatic as I was. To my side, Suki writhed on top of Greg, eyes closed, lost in her own pleasure. Maya and I locked eyes, sharing a secret smile at the intensity of the moment. Her milky tits were swinging to and fro, slapping against each other and against her ribs. Hypnotized by Maya's pale, pendulous breasts, I was still watching them when I saw Suki's small, dark hand reach up and close over one, squeezing hard so that the flesh spilled out between her bony fingers. Then Suki grabbed my breast and did the same thing. I felt my pussy twitch and flutter. I was ready to come. All it would take would be the tiniest pressure on my clitoris. Inwardly I prayed for Suki to touch me there, to allow me my orgasm, to give me the release I craved so badly.
"You know what I'd like to see?" Suki's high, clear voice cut through the collective moaning and groaning. "I'd like to see Maya and Charmaine together. You're both so sexy," she said to us. "I'd love to see that. Nothing would get me wetter than seeing that."
My heart started to pound. Have Maya all to myself while everyone watched? I was so aroused I couldn't speak, couldn't do anything more than nod my consent. Ben, Adam, and Greg all murmured their approval. Adam removed his dick from my twitching pussy, Ben pulled out of Maya, and Greg released Suki from his arms, wincing as she rolled off his bloated dick. Suki pulled the condoms off each man in turn.
"And while the girls are fucking," she said in a kittenish voice, "I want you boys to come all over me. Decorate me. I want you to write your names on my tits in spunk." Obediently, Ben, Adam, and Greg lined up before Suki and began tugging and stroking their dicks frantically, their eyes darting from me to Maya as we faced each other on the bed and to Suki's lithe body outstretched before them.
Maya and I knelt opposite each other. Tentatively, I reached for her, pressed my lips against hers. She kissed me back, slowly at first and then more passionately, her soft, velvety lips sucking my face, her pink tongue darting in and out of my mouth, dueling with my own tongue and tracing my teeth. She wrapped her arms around my neck, drew me in closer, and took her lips away from mine, whispering words that caused hot droplets of moisture to ooze from between my legs and dampen my bush.
"I know you want to suck my tits," she said. "I need it, too. Go on. Do it." I didn't need to be told twice. I picked up her tear-shaped tit and pressed it to my lips. Suckling on her nipple was heavenly, but stuffing the rest of her breast in my mouth was almost enough to make me come on its own. I was aware of the guys voicing their appreciation and of Maya's high-pitched wails of pleasure. I felt her nipple on the roof of my mouth, forced it even farther back into my throat, using my tongue to stimulate the fleshy underside of her breast until at last I had to come up for air.
She pulled me in close and kissed me again. This time I was aware of our two pussies rubbing together and the clash and friction of her tits, one still damp with my saliva, rasping against mine. I felt her slender fingers walk down the side of my body and then gently comb out my bush before she placed her fingers on my clitoris. As soon as she touched me there I began to shake uncontrollably, and instinctively I reached for her pussy, too. She was as wet as I was: Both of us were frantically rubbing each other's dripping, eager clits, harder and harder, while the guys jerked their penises faster and faster and Suki lay on the bed, wriggling like a little eel, fucking herself with a sex toy and screaming orders.
"Come in my face!" she was begging. "Come on my tits. Come on my ass!"
Greg was the first to obey her, shooting a thick white stream of spunk onto Suki's tits. Ben followed seconds later, his juice squirting into her open mouth and decorating her neck. Finally Adam directed a hot jet onto her pussy and clitoris, and it was this final sensation that sent Suki over the edge. Maya and I stopped fondling each other for a few seconds to watch Suki's spectacular orgasm. She writhed and gripped the bed while a puddle of liquid seeped out of her pussy to stain the sheets. As soon as she had calmed down, all three men advanced on Suki, rubbing their mixed juices into her skin as though they were massaging a princess.
Maya and I turned our attention back to each other.
"I'm so near coming," I said. "You've made me so fucking horny." I took her lower lip between my teeth and resumed my frantic stroking of her clitoris while she reached for mine with trembling hands. I felt an unmistakable heat suffuse my body, and then my orgasm came, crashing over me at the same time as Maya's body gave a violent shudder. I bit down on her lip even harder, breathed in the scream of pleasure that she let out, softened my kiss as we both held each other, letting the aftershocks of our simultaneous climaxes shudder through our bodies.
All six of us, now spent, sank into a sweaty tangled heap, limbs entwined, eyes closed. Occasionally a hand I couldn't identify would trail a feathery caress along my skin, and I would reach out and touch someone else in a similar way. We remained there, talking and touching, until Adam and Suki announced that the evening was over.
"Thank you so much for coming," said Suki as we all dressed. "You've been the best guests we've ever had." She ushered everyone but her husband out into the corridor to go our separate ways. We said good-bye to Maya and Greg, who leaned in and kissed me, a tender kiss good-bye, while Maya tongued Ben and gave his ass a playful squeeze. Then, unexpectedly, she pulled me to her and pressed her lips against mine, that long tongue sweeping around my mouth while she pushed her pubic bone into my body, an echo of the embrace we'd shared just moments before. It provoked a searing heat between my legs that made my body pulse and quiver again, eager for more. I think if she'd continued kissing me I would have been ready to fuck her all over again, but she drew away. "And you," she murmured into my ear, "I want to see you again tomorrow. We can party in our cabin. What do you think?" I nodded, thrilled that Ben and I would enjoy a private party with this amazing couple again the next night and that this time we wouldn't have to share them with Adam and Suki.
When we finally got back to our own cabin, we saw the dawn break over the calm water through our window. Utterly exhausted and satisfied beyond any experience, I curled up in my naked lover's arms and smiled as I drifted off to sleep.