Tiptoeing after the others, Karen saw Phil leading Luann into their cabin and closing the door. My God, Phil was really being a tiger tonight! Karen began to suspect that Harry might have put something in their drinks. She, too, felt incredibly sexy and adventurous. She felt just a twinge of jealousy for Luann, but not enough to make her interfere and spoil Phil's fun. Where were the others?
She turned lust in time to see Penny, Roger and Harry go into the master cabin. What could that threesome be up to? Curious, Karen snuck over to the door and peered through the keyhole. Manuel would be busy piloting the ship, and Luann and Phil were busy in a more interesting way. No one would see her spying.
Harry was pouring drinks for himself and the Greens, although Penny had obviously had enough already. She was flushed and disheveled, and her eyes were very wide and bright. She kept glancing back and forth from Roger to Harry, a wicked grin on her handsome face.
"Hey," she said finally, "we just gonna sit around here and talk? Aren't we gonna have any fun?"
"Well, just what did you have in mind, baby?" Harry said with a grin.
"Yes, really, Penny," her husband said, sipping his drink, "I thought we just had plenty of fun up there on deck. Isn't that enough for one night?"
"No," pouted Penny, "it isn't. Just look."
She pulled her jersey up over her naked tits, and both men nearly spilled their drinks. They gawked at her great pale swollen breasts and the pointed cone-shaped nipples of soft beige-brown. Each heavy book was as big as a man's head, but they stuck straight out, they were so full and engorged.
"See," Penny said wistfully, "my tits are all swollen up. I didn't get enough yet. I'm soooo horny."
The two men looked at each other, then exploded into laughter. "Jesus Christ, honey," Harry said, "Superman I ain't. I did my best when I was balling you up there. I coulda sworn you came half a dozen times."
"I know she did," Roger said firmly. "I could hear her. I know how my own wife sounds when she comes, and I assure you, Harry, she got off seven times. Penny, you're being greedy."
"No, I'm not," she cooed, moving over to rub against Harry, then against Roger, like a flirtatious cat. "I just have an awful big appetite, that's all. And it'll make me sleep so much faster. Please, guys, just one little fuck, and then I'll shut up and go to bed."
"Sounds like blackmail to me," Harry laughed, "but I guess we don't have any choice. If we want any peace and quiet to talk about business, we'll have to give in. Which one of us do you want, Penny?"
Penny giggled like a naughty little girl. "Why, I want both of you," she said.
The men gawked at her, then at each other.
"Both, of us?" Roger said at last. "What do you mean, honey? You can't possibly ball both of us at once."
"Oh, yes, I can," Penny said with a mysterious grin. "You just do as I say, and everybody'll get off. Okay?"
Roger laughed and shrugged. "I guess," he said. "I mean, like Harry said, we don't have much choice."
"I'm game," Harry said. "I'll try anything once."
"Then take off your clothes," Penny purred, "both of you."
While, the men undressed, Penny quickly skinned out of her clothes for the second time that evening. Again it didn't take very long. The tight jersey went off over her head and sailed into a corner, leaving her thick chestnut hair tousled and her huge milky-white tits wobbling. She eased out of her stretch pants and kicked them aside, then quickly drew down her panties, uncovering her lush glossy brown bush. She flopped onto Harry's big bed. She was ready.
"Jeeze, you guys are slow," she said.
With a lazy yawn, she stretched and relaxed, letting her long legs go wide apart to reveal her wet shining scarlet slit. Karen, looking with fascination through the keyhole, could see her oozing cunt mouth, the bright red button of her clit, and the fringe of brown curls around her whole swollen wet pussy. Penny's gash was glowing, rich and mature.
Roger was the first man to join her, but his long slim pale prick was completely limp, flopping lazily against his thigh as he climbed onto the bed. Penny frowned at the doughy pale dick, and Roger looked down at it with a sheepish grin. It went to sleep on his belly as he lay down.
"Sorry about that," he said, "but you know once a day is my speed, honey."
"I'll take care of that," Penny said grimly. "You just lie back and relax, darling, and I'll have you hard in no time…"
She bent low over him, and then Karen could hear lewd wet sucking noises. From her angle she couldn't see what Penny was doing, but it was quite obvious that the lush-bodied brunette was sucking her husband's cock. Her head bounced up and down over his lap, she was making loud slurping and sucking sounds – and Roger was going out of his head with pleasure.
"Ahhhhh, Christ, yeah," Roger yelped. "That feels great, honey."
Meanwhile Harry had finished undressing and was watching the scene with some amusement. His cock, too, was limp and useless after the furious orgy on deck. He wandered over to the bed, prick wagging, and climbed on beside Roger. His grin widened. He seemed to get a kick out of watching Penny blow her husband.
"Hey, doll," he said, "I hope you got time for me, too."
"Uhmmm," Penny muttered.
Karen's heart locked. So Penny hadn't been kidding. She really did intend to take on both men at once. The idea excited Karen hotly. In her brand-new career of adultery, it was something she hadn't even considered yet – making love to more than one man at a time. It made her pussy go all hot and wet and swollen just to think about it. Of course it was a very wicked thing to do – and she could hardly wait to see how Penny did it.
After a few moments of slurping and sucking and gurgling, Penny raised her head from her husband's lap, and his cock slipped from her mouth, spit-wet and gleaming and thoroughly stiff. It pointed right up at the ceiling, wagging heavily. Penny permitted herself a grin of triumph. Then she rolled over onto her back, huge pale tits jiggling.
"Okay, Harry, your turn," she said with a naughty grin. "You kneel over me – yeah, like that and I'll suck your dick. Roger, while I'm blowing Harry, you ball me, okay?"
The two men began to chuckle. At last they understood how Penny intended to carry off her boast. Harry quickly straddled her mountainous tits, his butt just brushing her boobs, and he laid his soft pale peter on her lips. Penny teasingly licked it with her shiny pink tongue while Roger got into position, kneeling between her legs.
Roger gingerly bent his swollen meat till the engorged dark head was touching the bubbling little mouth of his wife's hungry cunt. He wedged the fat cock-head inside, penetrating her about an inch, and Penny gave a squeal of excitement. With both men mounted over her, she was about to take cock in two places, just as she'd said she would.
"Okay, I'm ready," said Roger.
"Then do it to me, honey," Penny moaned, "fuck me. Oh, yeah, yeah, ohhhhhh."
She moaned blissfully as Roger thrust his rigid pale dick into her, and Karen, watching raptly at the keyhole, saw the long white sausage quickly disappear between the fat pink lips of Penny's cunt. Then Penny opened her red-glossed lips and sucked Harry's limp dick into her mouth, taking it clear to the balls. She began to suck on it loudly and ravenously.
"Awwwwww," Harry yelped. "Christ, Roger, your wife sure knows how to eat cock."
"Yeah, she does," Roger panted, "and she's got a damned hot box, too. Ohhhhh, man!"
Karen felt big streams of hot pussy juice running down her legs as she watched the three-way scene on Harry's bed. She wanted very much to be in Penny's place, to take two stiff cooks at once. Well, maybe some day she would. Soon she was going to have to have a talk with Phil about their unsatisfactory marriage, and if he didn't shape up, there'd be a divorce. She'd be free to do whatever kinky thing she wanted.
But she didn't want a divorce. She just wanted Phil to gel better in bed. She wished he could share her excitement at watching other couples balling, learning new things. Maybe Luann was teaching him something new. Maybe with Luann he could finally get over his hang-ups. She prayed it would happen, that their marriage would be saved.
Sighing, horny and envious, Karen knelt and watched through the keyhole, watched the two stiff wet cocks zipping in and out of Penny's mouth and cunt – and then suddenly Karen felt a hand going up her dress. She almost fainted with fright. She was about to scream when another hand clamped over her mouth.
"Quiet," Manuel whispered. "No need for us to alarm anyone. Just come with me."
She didn't have much choice. With one hand on her tender pussy, he pressed hard and had her walking on tiptoe. The other hand stifled her cries of alarm and protest. He guided her quickly down to the end of the corridor and into his private cabin. Only then did he take his hand off her mouth.
"My God," Karen gasped, "you didn't have to be so rough. And you didn't have to scare me to death."
Manuel chuckled as he switched on a small bedside lamp. "Sorry. I just wanted to be sure I got you here. I didn't want any arguments."
"Wells, I'm here," Karen said with irritation.
"Now what do you want?"
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to him, pressed his body against hers, and began to kiss her face and neck, wet little kisses that involved the tip of his tongue. Karen felt her body starting to melt. She simply couldn't resist the handsome steward.
"I've seen you spying before," Manuel chuckled. "I've seen you looking through keyholes and watching others make love."
"Oh, my God," Karen gasped, blushing with shame.
"No, no, it's all right," he said quickly. "You're just curious, and if they don't know, it won't hurt them. But the thing is this, Karen – no matter how much you watch or how many different things you see, there's no substitute for experience. Some things you can only learn by doing."
"I see," Karen said dryly. "And you propose to teach me something?"
"Yes," said Manuel, running his strong hands up and down her, curvy body. "Your education isn't complete yet, Karen. There are still some things to learn, interesting games to teach that boring husband of yours."
"Now just a minute," Karen said hotly. "I don't like it when you put Phil down."
"You know what I mean," Manuel said. "He's a brilliant man, and he'll go a long way, but he's lousy in bed. With my help, you'll learn how to change that. You've already learned quite a bit, but tonight, our last night at sea, we'll complete your training."
Karen thought he was being awfully arrogant, but on the other hand, she knew she wasn't going to resist him. Why should she? Just a few yards down the corridor, Phil was getting into Luann's pants. And it had made Karen terribly horny watching Penny get it on with two men at once. Why should she be the only one on board who wasn't making love? Yes, this time she'd let Manuel take her without a struggle, and she wouldn't feel guilty about it later.
"All right," she said, stretching out on the bed, "Just what fascinating new things are you going to teach me, Manuel?"
He grinned and slipped onto the bed beside her. "First let's undress each other," he said. "That's a good warm-up. Does Phil ever help you undress?"
"No," Karen sighed. "I wish he would."
"Then make him do it," Manuel said. "Tell him you won't put out unless he does it. That'll shape him up fast."
They took each other's clothes off, slowly and languorously, pausing to tickle and kiss and sneak their hands inside each other's clothing for a stolen squeeze. Manuel toyed with her hot silky tits, and she tickled his limp warm prick. By the time they were completely naked, Karen was quivering with horny need.
"Oh, Manuel," she sighed, "fuck me, please. I need it so badly."
"Not tonight, Karen," he said sternly. "Remember, you have things to learn. You need to learn every possible way to make love, so you can train Phil to satisfy you in bed."
Karen sighed. "Why are you being so generous?" she asked. "Why are you telling me all this?"
He shrugged and grinned. "Harry's orders. He wants all the company wives to be happy, in every way, so if the husband is obviously a fuck-up in the sack, Harry assigns me to the job. He doesn't want his top men distracted by divorce."
Karen laughed. "My God, Harry thinks of everything. So go ahead, damnit, show me what else I need to know."
"First," Manuel said as he rolled her onto her back, "you need to learn how to give a great blow job."
He climbed onto her, straddling her swollen tits, and let his limp pale prick rest on her lips. Karen felt a burst of hot excitement in her pussy. She'd sucked quite a few cocks today, but she'd never completed the job, never eaten a man's come. It was about to happen. She wondered how it would feel.
"Open your mouth," Manuel said softly. "Take my cock in your mouth, Karen."
She willingly opened her lips, eager for the taste of his cock. She opened wide, and Manuel, grinning, laid his flaccid meat on her tongue, thrusting it in till his fine-haired balls rubbed against her chin. Karen closed her lips softly, with a sigh, and felt the warm doughy prick on her tongue. She began to suck it gently.
"Yes, that's right," Manuel instructed. "Start out slowly, tease me. Then later you should get fast and hungry, bring me off."
Karen really didn't, need the teaching. Her instincts told her to begin by savoring his silky warm meat, rolling it gently around in her juicy hot mouth, tickling it with her tongue. She sucked the flaccid cock out long and taut like elastic, then let it snap back. Manuel moaned softly and grinned at her.
"Yes, that's the way. That's how to do it," he said. "You do that to Phil, you'll drive him wild. He'll soon learn what he's been missing by being such a prude."
Karen sincerely hoped so, but the problem with Phil was, he wouldn't even let her get his cock in her mouth so she could show him what he was missing. He was too uptight to do anything except jump on her and fuck, getting it over with fast. At least that'd been true up to now. Up to Luann. Hopefully he'd be a different kind of lover after his first adulterous adventure. If so, Karen would forgive Luann a thousand times over.
But she really didn't want to think about Phil and Luann just then. She didn't want to think about anything but the kinky fun of having a man's soft prick in her mouth, tonguing and teasing and bathing it, stretching and sucking it, getting him aroused. It didn't really take long with Manuel. After just about a minute she could feel his sleepy prick started to throb.
"Yes, yes, very nice," he was sighing. "You suck cock with real interest, real excitement, Karen. That's important. The man wants to feel that you really enjoy tasting his meat, having it in your mouth."
Well, that was certainly true in her case. She wished she'd discovered sucking cock a long time ago. She really got off on it. Of course it wouldn't have done her any good. Phil wouldn't have permitted it. Maybe he still wouldn't permit it even after she learned to give an expert blow job. In that case, by God, she'd just find someone else to practice on.
"Ummmm," she murmured, "Ummmmm."
Her thoughts were interrupted as she felt Manuel's cock going hard in her mouth. It lurched around, engorging fast, and then shot out long and thick and hard, the fat head pushing into her throat. She had a gagging sensation for a moment, but she conquered it. She wasn't going to stop this time just because the guy's prick was stiff. She was going to go all the way, let him shoot his load in her mouth.
"That's right, that's good," Manuel panted. "Now you start sucking me harder and faster, like you're really excited, yes? You get me excited, too. So excited, I can't control myself…"
Karen willingly obeyed. She started sucking hard and fast on Manuel's superb silky prick, and the dark-skinned steward gave a yelp of excitement. He swayed over her, his eyes rolling crazily, and a horny grin split his face. Karen's sucking got obscenely loud and wet. His cock began to cream, dripping tasty juice onto her tongue.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Manuel panted, "suck me, baby, eat my cock, bring me off. Oh, man, Karen, you're doing great. YEAH…"
More and more delicious cock juice poured onto her tongue, exciting her, making her suck his dick even more hungrily. She had it halfway into her throat by now, his swollen furry nut sacs rubbing hard against her chin. Her lips were stretched grotesquely wide by his fat stalk, but she didn't care. She just wanted to go on sucking and sucking.
"Yes, yes, oh, Christ, yes," Manuel babbled, "you're sucking me really great, baby, making me feel so good. I'm going to come. I'm gonna come right now… awwwwww!"
It was hardly enough warning. Karen was still surprised when she felt her sucking mouth suddenly flooded with steamy hot come. Then she recovered herself and began gulping and swallowing eagerly, wanting to get every drop of his tasty juice. Manuel fed it to her in helpless deep jerks of his convulsing cock, load after sizzling load, till at last he gasped and rolled off her, his prick limp and drained.
"Well, teacher," Karen laughed, "how'd I do?"
Manuel laughed, too, as he caught his breath.
"You did just great," he said, "almost too great. I wonder if I'll be able to give you the final lesson."
"What?" said Karen. "I thought I'd learned everything now."
He laughed softly. "Oh, no, Karen," he said, "not quite. There's still one thing you need to learn. One very important thing. Oh, Jesus, let me just catch my breath."
Karen was bursting with curiosity to know what the final thing was, but obviously he couldn't teach her with a limp prick, so she let him rest. Manuel's way of "resting" was to start stroking her body, beginning with her up-thrusting pale tits and working very slowly and deliciously down to her steamy crotch. He kissed and fingered and massaged and finally used his tongue to arouse every inch of her. When his tongue finally began to lick her tiny hot clit, she moaned loudly with delight.
"Ohhhh, yes, darling, that's so good," she sighed.
But he didn't stop there. He kept licking farther and farther down in her crotch till he was rimming the tight little mouth of her asshole. It felt very exciting to be licked there. She couldn't hold still. She shifted around till she could play with his cock. It was soft and warm as she closed her fist around it. Manuel continued to tongue her brownie. He started to stick his tongue inside the wrinkled mouth.
"Ooooooo," Karen squealed.
It felt terrific to have his slick wet tongue creeping into her tight asshole. She kept fisting his cock, and she felt it getting hard, but she hardly noticed what she was doing. All she really noticed was the blast of pleasure she experienced as he stuck his slippery, hot tongue clear to the root in her bumhole. Incredible that a mere shithole should give her such sexy sensations – but it did. Oh, God, it did.
"Eeeeieee," Karen screamed.
He was working his tongue in her ass like a cock, in and out, and she was just on the point of coming, screaming her pleasure uncontrollably. Then, to her disappointment, he withdrew his tongue from her aroused tight brownie. She felt his hard cock slipping from her grasp. He was rolling her over onto her hands and knees, into the receptive doggy position.
"Don't be afraid," he said hoarsely, "just relax. You'll like this, Karen, I promise you. You and Phil can have a lot of fun this way."
She didn't know what he was talking about. If he meant fucking in butt-to-belly position, that was nothing new. But she waited happily enough as he mounted her from behind. She was more than ready for a good hard fuck. She felt his big fat cock-head poking around in her slippery pussy, then pressing against the tight wrinkled mouth of her asshole, pushing.
"Hey, Manuel," she gasped, "you've got the wrong hole."
"No don't," he said.
And then she felt his thick hard meat pushing into her asshole.
At first Karen was too shocked and stunned to react. She just gawked, open-mouthed, at the realization that a man was putting his cock up her brownie, buggering her. Then gradually she began to notice how terrifically exciting it felt, how fantastically good. Her bumhole was so much tighter than her cunt, the friction so much greater. Pleasure rocked her body as she felt his balls coming to rest against her soaked slit. His cock was lunging to the hilt in her fiery-hot clinging asshole.
"Is it good?" Manuel whispered.
"Oh, my God, YES," Karen gasped.
He chuckled softly as he started moving his cock in her tight nether passage, fucking her hard and deep in the asshole. Karen started coming almost instantly, and she didn't quit, couldn't seem to quit.
"Ahhhhh, God, yes," she whined, "fuck my ASS…"
Now she knew everything. Now she'd had every orifice of her body invaded by a stiff cock. She knew it all and loved it all – but could she teach it to Phil? Could she really change him? As she blissfully took the repeated thrusts of Manuel's cock in her receptive bunghole, she vowed she'd do everything humanly possible to give equal joy to her husband.