Goddess Cruise Lines: The Complete Collection (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  “This guy is a fucking pervert, Jaime,” said the woman behind him. “I think we need to teach him a lesson.”

  “Look, it was an accident!” Mike stared at the ceiling and tried to fumble his way toward the door. “I’ll just be-“

  Something grabbed him from behind. Mike could feel warm, wet flesh against his back. He thrashed his arm back around behind him and felt it slap a well-toned buttock.

  “You perv!” Jaime, the muscular woman, had him in a wrestling hold. She slipped one of her legs behind him, and with an easy movement, flipped him to the ground.

  This is not my proudest moment.

  “I’ll leave!” shouted Mike. “This really isn’t necessary.”

  He was flat on his back, and Jaime was mounting him. Her naked, muscular body felt surprisingly good on top of him. She was sitting right on his cock, and as she pinned his arms to the ground, Mike couldn’t stop himself from being strangely aroused.

  “You think this is a game?” asked Jaime. “That you can just be a peeping tom and get away with it?”

  “He’s a stalker!” Danica was leaning over Jaime’s shoulder, her tiny towel only just covering her assets. “He goes to my high school and is the biggest creep. I guess he thought he could finally sneak a peek at me.”

  “What?” Mike shook his head. “That’s not-“

  Jaime slapped him across the face. Stars flashed across Mike’s vision, but he could make out bouncing breasts dangling in front of his face.

  “That hurt! Jesus, I’m sorry!”

  “It’s your turn, punk!” Jaime gripped his dress shirt collar and pulled it open, snapping of buttons without remorse.

  “Wait, what?”

  “Yeah, it’s his turn… Ah!” Danica’s towel fell again, and she blushed and then hurried to reset it over her breasts.

  Jaime moved on to Mike’s dress pants, ripping them off with one hand and easily holding him down at the same time. His cock was at half mast, and Jaime glared at him when she saw it.

  “You are going to know what it feels like.” She violently ripped off his boxers, leaving Mike naked except for his socks.

  “Look, just hold on!” Mike stood up, covering his junk the best that he could. “If you just give me a chance to explain!”

  Danica had her phone out, and one glance at the way she was holding it told Mike everything he needed to know.

  She’s filming it. Just what I need, more incriminating video of me.

  “Let’s go!” shouted Jaime. She grabbed Mike by the arm and forcefully carried him over to the door. He stared at the naked, muscular woman, pleading for mercy with his eyes.

  “Please, don’t do this,” said Mike. “I’m…”

  In a single rough, deliberate motion, he was pushed out through the locker room’s door. Mike immediately tried to push back through it, but the girls on the other side held firm.

  He could already feel the gazes of the remaining women in the gym trained on him. Mike’s face was hot. He slowly turned around, covering himself the best he could, and accepted his fate.

  CHAPTER 4

  Mike remembered a certain video game he’d played as a kid. During one of the later stages, the main character, a stealthy action hero, had been forced to operate in the buff, without his weapons or dignity to fall back on.

  He tried to keep the image held in his mind as he quickly scurried through the gym. A middle-aged woman was openly gawking at him, eyes wide. The others in the exercise area had, thankfully, looked away.

  “Uh… good evening.” Mike forced a smile on his face and nodded to the woman staring at him.

  This is all Danica’s fault. I am going to get her back ten times over.

  He gritted his teeth and tried not to let his terror and embarrassment overwhelm him as he approached the exit to the hallway. After risking a quick glance in either direction, Mike stepped out into the open and then froze.

  The only direct routes down to the lower lever that he’d found so far were the spiral staircase and the stairs outside. Mike cursed under his breath, wishing he’d been able to find the back stairway that had gotten him into trouble in the first place.

  There’s no way I can go up or down the spiral staircase. Looks like I’m going outside.

  He crouched as he moved forward, peering around corners and flattening his back against walls. It was late enough at night that most of the women were either in bed or out drinking or dancing.

  He was looking over his shoulder and didn’t notice that somebody was approaching him from the front until it was too late. Mike crashed into an elegant, attractive older woman, both of them tumbling down to the carpeted floor.

  “Oh, jeez,” said Mike. “I’m sorry.”

  “Mike?” It wasn’t until the woman sat up that he saw her face and recognized her. It was Vera, Danica’s mom. He felt the heat in his face even more intently.

  Why did it have to be someone I know?

  The flirtatious smile Vera flashed him immediately put his worries at ease. He remembered what had happened between them, the suntan lotion and her soft, erotic hand.

  “I’m not even going to ask,” she said softly. “Come on.”

  She took Mike’s hand and pulled him outside, into the open air. The stars and moon were out, and luckily, the cruise ship’s upper decks were mostly deserted.

  “What?” asked Mike. “What are you doing?”

  “I’m saving your handsome butt, young man,” she said, with a laugh. “I was headed to meet up with Danica at the gym, but she can wait. My cabin is only one floor down. I can get you a robe or something to wear.”

  Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

  “Thank you,” he said. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

  “Don’t thank me just yet.” Vera flashed her flirtatious smile again. “You’ll have to make it up to me, of course.”

  She led him down the outside staircase and back into another hallway on the floor below. They went down a couple of doors and then stopped in front of a room. Vera swiped her key card and then quickly pulled Mike inside as another group of women approached in the other direction.

  The door shut behind them. Mike stared at Vera and saw the look in her eyes. She managed to remind him of both Danica and his own mother at the same time. She wasn’t dressed up, but even in a t-shirt and yoga pants, she looked fantastic.

  “Now you can thank me.” She licked her lips and stepped in closer to Mike, close enough for him to smell her perfume.

  Mike’s cock was hardening, pressing against his hands as he continued a pointless attempt at preserving his modesty. Vera pulled his arms away and stared down at it. She let out a mock gasp and put a hand over her mouth.

  “Are you excited, Mike?” She laughed, and then leaned in close to whisper her next words. “Did I get you excited?”

  This is an unexpected turn of events, to say the least.

  Mike let his hands run down Vera’s back, all the way down to her soft buttocks. She pressed herself against him, grabbing onto his hard cock and stroking it as she did. Mike let out a quiet moan and felt red hot desire take him by the chest.

  “I know what teenage boys need, Mike,” she whispered. “You’re so eager, and so energetic. You just need a helping hand to lead you along.”

  She kissed him, first on the cheek, and then on the lips. Mike groped at her breasts and moved with her as she stepped backward. The two of them reached the edge of the bed and crashed down onto it in an excited, horny heap.

  “Vera…” Mike almost couldn’t believe it. Vera moved fast, leading him through pulling her shirt off, and then wiggling out of her tight leggings. Her body looked incredible, the type of figure that belonged on the cover of a magazine, rather than bundled up in conservative clothing at a bake sale.

  He kissed her again, thrusting his hips forward and grinding the head of his cock into her panties as he did. There were a million reasons why what was happening shouldn’t be happening, and why it was a terrible idea. Non
e of them could stave off Mike’s arousal.

  Danica already hates me. Even if she found out, it wouldn’t change anything.

  Vera pulled Mike’s face down into her ample bosom. Mike was living the fantasy of the male half of his high school. Vera was the ultimate MILF. The only other woman that he’d heard his guy friends talk about in the same way was…

  It’s usually Vera and my mom that they make their jokes about.

  He tried not to let the implications of the thought sink in as he clumsily undid Vera’s bra clasp and freed her gorgeous breasts. She had large, perky nipples. They looked a lot like the glimpse he’d gotten of Danica’s breasts, only a bit bigger, and with more hang.

  “Do it, Mike,” whispered Vera. “I’m all yours.”

  Mike grunted as he pulled her panties aside and probed into her cunt with the head of his cock. It was hot and wet, and his member slipped in easily. Vera let out a sex-charged sigh. Pleasure coursed through Mike’s body like live electricity. He buried his face into the nape of Vera’s neck and moaned.

  “I decided the moment I saw you on the cruise…” Vera’s voice was hot against his ear.

  Mike thrust deep, letting his cock slide inside her up to its full length. Vera shivered and then met his gaze. Her eyes had a challenging look to them, as though she wanted to see the full extent of what he could do.

  I’m going to let her have it, then.

  He fondled her breasts with his hands, so big and perfect, and began to pump his cock into her. Vera let out a tiny moan each time on the down stroke. Her cunt was tight, and it felt as though it was massaging Mike’s cock as he went in and out.

  “Oh god,” he whispered. “Fuck…”

  It felt incredible, beyond anything he could have expected or imagined. Vera’s legs wrapped around his waist, locking him in. It was as though she was a succubus, and he her chosen victim. Mike was alright with that.

  “Oh yeah!” cried Vera. “That’s it, sweetie.”

  A strange, nagging realization formed in the back of his head. He tried to push it away as he stabbed his cock into Vera harder and faster, but it lingered.

  She’s like a hornier, more aggressive version of my mom.

  The thought sent an erotic chill through his body, forming in his crotch and spidering out. Vera was somebody’s mother. He would think about this moment whenever he talked to Danica in the future. He’d remember how he fucked her mom.

  The bed creaked under the stress of their movements. Mike was groping one of Vera’s breasts hard with one hand, and holding onto the bedframe with the other. He thrust into her as though it was the only thing his hips knew how to do. His cock was harder than steel. It hummed with erotic energy like a weapon, just waiting to go off.

  “Oh man,” moaned Mike. “Oh… Vera!”

  He was close, and she could tell. Mike felt her fingernails gently scrape across his back. She put a hand on his chest and softened her body, willing him to slow down. Mike looked at her, naked and glistening with sweat underneath him.

  “You’re very enthusiastic, young man,” she whispered. “Unfortunately, I’m afraid you can’t cum inside me.”

  Vera slipped back underneath him. She gripped Mike’s cock with her hand and locked eyes with him as she gave it a few gentle strokes. The underside of it was still pushed against her crotch, and Mike was past the point of being able to hold out.

  “Fuck!” He shuddered as a powerful orgasm took hold of him. His cum sprayed out, splattering on Vera’s stomach and breasts. She kept stroking him off, kept working his cock until every last drop was out, and Mike was totally exhausted.

  “Why…?” asked Mike. “Why did you stop me?”

  Vera was already getting dressed. She looked calm, as though she’d just woken up from a good night’s sleep.

  “We’re just having fun, Mike,” she said softly. “For you to let loose inside me… That would be letting things go too far.”

  Her saying it like that only makes me want to do it more.

  Vera brought a robe over from her bag and set it on the bed next to him. Mike didn’t say anything as he pulled it on. There was a strange tension in the air, and despite his recent orgasm, he still felt incredibly turned on. Vera walked over to him as he moved toward the door.

  “Mom?” Danica’s voice came from the hallway before either of them could say anything. “Are you in there?”

  Mike pushed himself flat against the door just as it began to open. Vera had an innocent, motherly smile on her face as she greeted her daughter.

  “Sorry, I got caught up in my book,” said Vera. “The last chapter really managed to get me going.”

  Danica took a few steps into the room, and with more dexterity than he was aware he had, Mike silently slipped around the door and out into the hallway.

  “It smells like sweat and sex in here!” Danica could be heard stomping around her mom’s room. Mike smiled to himself and made sure his robe was closed around him before hurrying off down the hall.

  CHAPTER 5

  Aside from a couple of confused glances, Mike made it down to his mother’s cabin without much trouble. He paused before opening the door.

  I’m going to have to explain where I’ve been for the past hour. And also, where my clothes went…

  He was still thinking when the door swung open on its own. Laura bumped into him as she tried to walk out, letting out a surprised gasp.

  “Jesus, Mike!” She lowered her eyes into a glare. “Where have you been?”

  “I’m sorry, mom,” he said. “I…”

  He winced. No reasonable explanation came to mind. He wrinkled his brow and shrugged his shoulders as his mom examined the robe he was wearing and continued to scowl. Instead of fumbling his way through whatever he could come up with, he just stared at his mom, her beautiful eyes, and the makeup still on her face from earlier.

  Footsteps came from down the hall before Laura could get started with her debriefing. Captain Michelle was on her way toward them. Mike stood up a bit straighter and tried not to frown.

  As if things couldn’t get any worse. She’s probably here about my naked escapades through the upper deck.

  “Hello Michael, Laura.” She nodded to the two of them “I hope the rest of your afternoon was comfortable. I do apologize for the mix-up and the time it took us to get everything worked out.”

  Laura was forcing the smile on her face. She ran a hand through her hair, shifting her gaze back in forth from her son to the captain.

  “Yes, well, it’s fine,” she said. “We were just getting ready for bed.”

  Mike watched the captain warily. The woman was smiling, and for some reason, he found the expression unnerving.

  “As it turns out, the woman renting the cabin directly across from yours was a no show.” Captain Michelle reached into her pocket and pulled out a keycard. “Here you go, Mike. Consider it my way of making amends.”

  He took the keycard from her.

  Something doesn’t feel right about this. She wants me and my mother close together.

  “I’ve also prepared a special itinerary of events for the two of you,” said Captain Michelle. “Usually, these are establishments and activities that you have to reserve your place in at the start of the cruise. I did a bit of shuffling, and made sure that the two of you will have more than enough entertainment over the next couple of days.”

  She handed Mike and his mom a sheet of paper. Captain Michelle’s smile flickered at the edges. Mike took a glance at the activities. There wasn’t anything glaringly unusual about it, but he was still on guard.

  “Thank you, Captain Michelle,” said Laura. “We really appreciate it. Mike was complaining last night about how tight of a fit the bed was.”

  Mike frowned and blushed slightly. It was true. But deep down inside, a part of him felt excited, or at least fascinated, by the idea of sharing his mother’s bed again.

  “Well, I should be going,” said Captain Michelle. “Let me know if there is a
nything else you need. And Mike?”

  “Yeah?” He met the captain’s eye.

  “Remember what we talked about.” She grinned at him. “You should have an easier time now, more than ever.”

  Captain Michelle turned and walked down the hall. Mike followed his mom into her room.

  “What did she mean by that?” asked Laura. She seemed to have forgotten about Mike’s current state of undress and the late hour.

  “Oh, nothing.” Mike grabbed his bag, along with his toothbrush and towel from the bathroom, and then walked across the hall.

  His room was 220, only one off from the number of his mom’s and even easier to remember. It was an exact copy of her room, a bit cleaner and less lived in, but the same in every other detail.

  Mike set his bag down and pulled out a pair of boxer briefs. He put them on and then discarded the robe, making a mental note to find a way to return it to Vera the next day.

  I wonder what she’ll say to me the next time I see her.

  “Mike?”

  He turned round to see his mom standing in the open doorway. She was wearing a red and black night robe, baggy enough to hide elements of her figure, but small enough to still reveal skin. It only went down to mid-thigh and the way she’d tied it closed let it billow open when she walked, flashing glimpses of her cleavage.

  “What do you think of my new room?” he joked. Mike felt exposed in just his boxers. The feeling only became more severe as his mother walked in and closed the door, sitting down on the bed beside him and sending a jolt of excitement up his spine.

  “It reminds me a lot of mine.” Laura smiled softly and locked eyes with her son. “Now, are you going to tell me what happened to you tonight?”

  She can see right through me…

  Mike practically shuddered as his mom put a hand down on his knee. It was just the two of them in the cabin, just like it had been with him and Vera. Heat flushed across Mike’s crotch. He found himself wondering if his mother was naked under her robe and silently chastised himself for the thought.