An Erotic Cruise

by K C Douglas

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  The last night of the cruise proved one of the most rewarding for Emma. Everyone was sort of sad to see their vacation coming to an end and they decided to spend the final evening together in one of the staterooms. Emma initially decided to curtail her humiliation of the Spanish couple, but it didn’t happen that way.

  After sitting around for a couple of hours, the mood was casual and very relaxed. The drinks put everyone at ease and it wasn’t until about 9 when Emma got the inspiration to end their vacations with a blast. No one suspected anything until she went into the bathroom and changed into her pussycat attire for domination.

  When she came out wearing the leather outfit, the chitchat stopped and everyone waited to find out what Emma wanted. “As a going away present, I think my lovely slaves should give the boys some erotic entertainment. Mistress wants her slaves to perform... Mia, I think you know what I mean,” she stated.

  Emma stood in front of the two women with her feet wide apart and her hands on her hips. She stared at one and then the other before giving orders. “Strip! Take off your clothes and use the sofa. Irene, my dearest, you know Oscar wants to watch and he is going to love when you turn little Mia into a girlie slut,” she explained.

  “Huuuuhhhh,” Irene moaned.

  “This time, you’re the one in-charge,” Emma stated.

  The scene turned animalistic in a hurry. Emma used her menacing whip to get the two women moving and it didn’t take her long to get Mia fully undressed. The two women quickly stripped the timorous Irene and then Mia willingly shuffled across the room, pulling the reluctant Irene with her.

  Standing right beside the sofa, Mia literally shoved the timid wife onto one of the cushions and quickly jumped on top of her. A heated kiss commenced before Irene knew what was happening and it took scant seconds for her to stop resisting.

  Irene quickly realized if she didn’t take command, she would be ravaged by the determined Mia. She broke the kiss and swiftly rolled Mia onto her back and flat across the sofa cushions. When the woman’s arms came up in sort of a resistive fashion. Irene slapped them aside.

  Emma’s assistance added much to the illicit affair. She grabbed her dear friends arms and pinned them above Mia’s head and over top of the sofa arm. Then she kissed the side of Mia’s flushed face and whispered in her ear, which caused the woman’s body to twitch wildly with great anticipation.

  The three men watched Mia’s back arch and they knew she wasn’t going to escape the daunting cunnilingus. All eyes remained on the naked women. Irene pushed the legs wider and she crouched between the spread thighs. She started licking and kissing and quickly had the large nipples erect and throbbing.

  Irene caressed both boobs and ensure to leave plenty of wetness on the succulent tits after her tongue licked every inch. When her mouth ventured downwards and across the shivering stomach, Mia cried out loud because of the rising desire. The cries turned into begging, as the tongue darted into the dainty indent and then Irene filled the bellybutton with saliva.

  Without any warning, Irene pushed the thighs wider and instantly devoured the leaking honey-hole, using her tongue like a small penis. She jabbed the pussy and made sure to suck hard on the winged clitoris, which brought an end to Mia’s determined stamina.

  The men enjoyed the blatant orgasm and they had no idea it was only the beginning of Emma’s final night of humiliation. The cunning Mistress huddled beside her slaves and no sooner did the cunnilingus finish when she called room service. Emma ordered plenty of pizza and lots of sweet desserts, as she voiced a wish to put a fantastic end to the last evening of the memorable cruise.

  At the time, Emma gave the impression she was feeding everyone’s hungry stomachs, but she ultimately planned feeding their sexual desires. When the doorbell sounded, Irene’s heart stopped! She was seated on the sofa between the two women and suddenly Emma jumped to her feet.

  Without warning, the woman grabbed Irene’s arm and yanked her to her feet. Irene was desperate. She wanted to run into the bedroom or at least don some clothes, but suspected Emma would never allow it. When the dark, steely eyes stared at her, she felt another twitch of despair run through her stomach.

  “The food is here. Please be a good girl and let the waiter in,” Emma whispered and smiled at her nervous slave.

  Irene looked around for something to wear, but she didn’t see anything. “But... I need... but,” she mumbled.

  “You don’t need to wear anything. I’m sure the waiter has seen it all. They’re used to seeing vacationers in the nude. Answer the door; we’re all hungry and need food,” Emma stated and pointed her whip at the door. “NOW!”

  It was almost impossible to walk. Irene took a step and her knees wobbled and she wanted to fall so she wouldn’t have to answer the door. When she finally approached the door, she hesitated until there was a loud ‘hohum’ from behind. Her hand vibrated and it was difficult to open the door.

  Irene valiantly tried to stand behind the door and hide her nudity. When the young waiter peeked around, his eyes got bigger and bigger. “Eh, ah... your food is here... I have your order,” he mumbled and his eyes never left the luscious boobs.

  “Well, invite the young man in,” Emma said. “I’m sure he’s seen a naked woman before.”

  The waiter didn’t wait for the door to open any farther, as he barged into the room. His eyes remained riveted on Irene’s chest and he didn’t care when her arm came up and across her boobs. He grinned at the attempted modesty and then his eyes lowered to take in an even sexier sight.

  Irene quickly slammed the door shut and stood motionless, as she didn’t know how to hide. The waiter merely stood in front of her and spoke. “I have your food,” he said and kept ogling her nudity.

  “Aaahhh, you... well... aaaah,” Irene stammered.

  “You can set it over there... on the table. I see you noticed my girl, Irene,” Emma said and used her whip to point at the table.

  The waiter hesitated when he noticed the sexy woman dressed in the leather outfit with the pussycat mask and then he walked over to the table. When he set the boxes down, he ripped the bill off the one box and held up the piece of paper.

  “Oh yes, you’ll have to be paid, won’t you?” Emma asked and smiled at the young man. She looked closer at the boy and wondered if he was in fact a minor, but then assumed he was older because he worked for the cruise line.

  The waiter handed the bill to Emma and then he glanced around the room at everyone, lingering a little longer on Mia who was trying to hide her nakedness. “Ah, yes... paid,” he replied, as she took the bill.

  “Well, as you can see, my dearest Irene doesn’t have any money on her... so it will be hard for her to pay... but... but I think you might like it if she pays you with... let me suggest a lovely blowjob” Emma said and it actually caught everyone by surprise, even her husband. “Can she pay you by sucking your cock?”

  The boy was more than eager yet he was hesitant because it sounded too good. He glanced around the room again and after noticing all of the enthralled faces, he returned his gaze to the shivering Irene. His eyes moved up and down to take in all of the woman’s womanly treasures and then he grinned.

  “Eeeeh, well, I guess,” he whispered and his faced flushed.

  “Good! As you can see, Irene has no place to carry her money and she can’t give you cash,” Emma said and flashed her whip through the air a few times to indicate he should move. “Take it out... take your cock out and we’ll have little Irene pay our bill with a blowjob.”

  Emma grabbed his arm and walked him over to Irene. Then his eyes almost popped out of his head when the pussycat put her whip on the top of the naked woman’s head. He noticed a few little taps before it appeared the whip forced the woman to her knees.

  “Take it out! Go ahead, take your cock out and our dearest Irene will pay for our pizza,” Emma stated and placed the tip of her whip under Irene’s chin to keep the woman’s head upright.

  Ire
ne rolled her eyes, trying to see her husband, but her eyes were too glazed to see anything. She noticed the young waiter frantically unfasten his pants and swiftly shove them down to his knees. When he lowered his shorts, she wanted to die.

  The cock was still extremely limp and the expectations of having to get him hard were terrifying. Suddenly Emma used the whip to raise the penis and practically hold it straight out in front of the waiter’s hips. “He needs to be paid. Pay him, now,” she ordered.

  Time stood still. Irene was positive it was all a dream and she didn’t move yet her head rocked forward. Her hand came up and grabbed the cock so it wouldn’t get rammed into her face, but the shaft didn’t stay soft for long. In seconds, the shaft grew in sized and Irene was utterly amazed at the cock growing to an astonishing seven or eight inches.

  Emma was in her glory. She crouched beside the enthralled waiter and leaned close to the shivering woman. “Yes, oh yes, you can pay for our pizza and then give the waiter a big tip,” she whispered and smiled at the worried look on Irene’s pretty face. “Give him a tip and swallow, or else!”

  Irene simply stared at the second uncircumcised cock of her life. Her fingers wrapped around the enlarged cock, as she intended on giving the waiter a hand-job, but that wasn’t going to happen with Emma around. The threat of ‘or else’ would likely mean actual intercourse and Irene didn’t want that have sex with a foreign young man.

  When the woman entwined her fingers in her hair, Irene knew she was in big trouble. “I’m sure you’ll remember your vacation... how you turned your husband’s fantasies into reality,” Emma whispered.

  “Yeeeaaaaa, yes,” Irene replied.

  “Well, the cruise is almost over. Let’s give Oscar one more thrill.”

  “Huuuuhhhh.”

  “Good, pump your hand and get it nice and hard... real hard.”

  Irene stared at the cock, as her hand rolled the foreskin back and exposed the shiny head. Then she pulled her hand forward and rolled her fingers over the well-defined rim of the cockhead, milking a drop of pre-cum out. She felt the shaft get harder and knew the young man was expecting more.

  Just as some of the pre-cum dripped off the tip, Emma used the handful of hair to ram the head at the young man’s hard-on. The cockhead hit her lips and in an instant the entire head was in her mouth. Irene didn’t have a choice. She sucked the throbbing cock and used both fists to keep the waiter from ramming the head down her throat.

  The waiter’s eyes rolled into his forehead when the hot mouth devoured his throbbing cock. He grabbed frantically for the head and held Irene steady, as he jerked his hips and blasted jets of cum into her greedy mouth.

  “Good girl... good girl. Now finish drinking his steamy cum and giving the kid the biggest tip of his life,” Emma whispered and whipped the bare ass a few times.

  “Sacrebleu, tabernac,” the waiter cried, as he welcomed the fantastic climax, which he vowed to brag about to all of his friends. “Saaaaaacrebleu!”

  It didn’t take long for the young man to empty his vast load into the sexy tourist. When he was finished, he quickly pulled up his pants and fastened them on the way towards the door. He gave one last glance at the gorgeous woman who just sucked his cock and then around the room at the other enthused faces.

  As soon as the waiter departed, everyone knew the vacation of a lifetime was coming to an end. Although it was already quite late, they each had one more drink, which was sort of a toast to the many once-in-a lifetime encounters that they all would surely remember and fantasize about.

  The young couples departed and the room turned quiet. Irene dearly wanted to apologize for her adulterous actions, but she knew any apology would never remove the intense guilt. When Oscar put his arm around her shoulders, she welcomed the loving embrace, as they headed for the bedroom.

  It took Oscar no time to get undressed and then he smiled at his wife. “Wow! I never imagined a vacation could be so rewarding and satisfying,” he said. “I love you.”

  Irene fell into his open arms. “I love you... love you so much,” she whispered. She dearly wanted to tell Oscar how sorry she was, but knew words were useless. Irene tightened her embrace and prayed he would forgive her.

  THE END