12.
Adam fumbled with the key swipe unit on his door, and finally it opened. We both burst in to his room, lips locked together. Adam slammed the door closed with his foot and we stumbled into the lounge room of his suite, and fell on the couch. As we fell, one of my shoes fell off, so I kicked my other leg and the other shoe sailed somewhere, I heard it fall but did not see where it landed. I pulled Adam’s shirt out of his trousers, and ran my hands up his chest, feeling the skin contract where I touched him. Adam pulled his mouth from mine and started a trail of kisses down my neck, ending in the cleavage that he had spent so much time staring at. I felt his hands at my waist, and he pushed the shirt up and over my head, trapping my arms. As I wiggled to free my arms, Adam held me in place with one hand, his mouth returned to mine and began plundering it again, while he ran the other up my inside leg and worked his hand inside my underwear.
Suddenly, Adam was rubbing me insistently with a thumb, while slipping a finger inside me. I bucked in shock, Nathan had never even been able to find that sensitive spot (or maybe had not been interested enough to try), yet Adam had found it straight away. My legs tensed as I started to wiggle, trying to help Adam with his exploration of me. I tried to free my arms, and Adam laughed into my mouth, and continued his explorations of my body, finally pulling his mouth from mine he said:
“Not yet, I’ve been wanting to touch and feel you for days, now I finally get the chance, you can wait your turn”.
Adam continued to work his magic on me, somehow he managed to move one of the cups of my bra aside with his mouth, and while he continued to stroke me, deeper and deeper, he began to suckle on my breast. The combination of pleasures was too much and I exploded, my inner muscles contracting strongly, and I stopped bucking to enjoy the sensations that Adam had caused me to feel. As I lay on the couch, breathing heavily, Adam released my arms and then quickly stripped off my underwear and my skirt, before grabbing my hands and helping me to my feet, steadying me as I suddenly felt very weak kneed. As Adam continued to kiss me, his hands worked around my back and he removed my bra, flinging it aside and leaning me backwards so that he could see my breasts.
“Ah, even better than I thought” he muttered as he lowered his head to suckle the breast that had been neglected before.
As I felt steadier on my feet, my hands started working on Adam’s clothes. It was not fair that I was now naked, while he was still fully clothed, even if his shirt was untucked. I worked my hands in between us, and started to unbutton his shirt with shaky fingers, desparate to push my breasts against his chest and feel his skin against mine. I pushed the shirt back over his shoulders, and he shrugged it off. Better, but not there. I then crouched down and untied his shoes, enabling him to kick them off, and pulled off his socks and flung them in different directions from each other. Then came the part that I was both most nervous about, and most looking forward to. I raised my head a little to view the bulge in his trousers, and put one hand over it, rubbing gently. Adam threw his head back and groaned in pleasure. Emboldened by this, I undid his belt, and started to move the zipper downwards, when Adam stayed my hands, saying:
“I will take care of this part, if you don’t mind, and he gently eased the zipper down over the bulge and wiggled his hips to make his trousers fall off, belt and all. Now all Adam was dressed in was his underwear, and that was too much. I quickly pulled them downwards, and Adam’s shaft leapt forward and upward. I reached up from my crouching position and touched it gently, causing it and the rest of Adam to start quivering. I then grasped it fully in one hand, and stroked gently down the length of the shaft. Adam’s eyes closed and he moaned. I then did something I had never done before (no matter how many times Nathan demanded it) and took Adam’s shaft into my mouth, as deeply as I could, and then slowly pulled my head back, running my tongue along the ridge as I withdrew. Adam suddenly growled, reached down and raised me up by my arms, and before I could demur, he lifted me and carried me into the bedroom with just a few long strides.
“If you continued doing that” - he said as he dropped me onto the bed, and then followed me downwards– “this would be over before it even started”. He stopped for a moment as I winced, and pulled a squashed towel animal out from under my back – tossing it to the floor, and then continued – “You need to move more slowly, you are driving me insane, Sarah, and I want you like you wouldn’t believe, but not right now. I want to play a bit longer”.
Adam then showed me what he intended when he said he wanted to play, and I had to agree with him that it was worth the effort. We touched and felt each other all over, discovering spots that were amazingly sensitive. After a while, Adam pushed me onto my back and worked his way down between my legs, then he began licking and suckling the spot that he had been rubbing before, and again I couldn’t believe how amazing this sensation was. How had Iived so long without experiencing this? Again, I climaxed, and this time Adam held me as I came back down to earth. Then he turned to the side and rummaged in the bedside drawer. I heard the sound of a little packet being torn, and I decided to help Adam apply the protective sheath to his shaft. Seeing his pleasure in this little act gave me more of my own.
Adam then gently rolled me back onto my back and nudged my knees wide apart with his before probing gently at my entrance with the tip of his shaft. Slowly he eased his way in, and I pulled back and bucked in an effort to encourage him to push deeper, which he did. Adam increased the speed and depth of his thrusts until I felt that there was nothing in the world except that small area where our bodies melded into one, and somehow, I managed to climax yet again, this time I felt Adam climax with me, pushing as deep as he could, as my internal muscles spasmed around his shaft and squeezed it harder.
Slowly, our breathing returned to normal, then Adam withdrew from me, leaving me with a feeling of loss. He gave me a lingering kiss, then went to the bathroom, returning shortly afterwards, again naked and beautiful. He slid into the bed next to me and kissed my hair. At that point I thought anything I said about the experience we had just shared would be a cliché, so I said the first silly thing that came into my head:
“Did you bring condoms on the cruise with you? I thought you weren’t looking for anyone?” I then clapped my hand over my mouth, horror stricken that he would think I was complaining, and after those wonderful experiences too! But Adam must have understood as he laughed and said:
“No actually. I didn’t bring anything, but after seeing you in that dress in Noumea, I had fantasies of luring you into my room and having my wicked way with you. So I went to the shop and bought some. I bought a lot actually – a man can hope – I think they actually thought I was some kind of pervert actually, as I bought so many!”
That made me laugh. I pictured Adam standing in the shop asking for lots of condoms, and I kept giggling, not stopping until I saw Adam looking at my chest, my breasts wiggling around as I laughed. He looked at me and I saw his eyes darken with desire again. Adam’s head bent to my breasts again, this time he alternated between breasts, suckling on them both, all the time working his magic with his hand, while I reveled in my heightened sensitivity and the pleasure that was soon breaking upon me in waves. This time I thought it was not fair to deprive Adam of the pleasure that I had felt, so I rose and pushed him so that he was lying flat on the bed. I hovered over him, at first kissing him deeply, using my tongue to lap around his lips, and working down his neck to his very impressive chest. I kissed and suckled his chest and traced the lines of the muscles with my hands as I had wanted to do since I had first seen him swimming. Slowly I worked my way down his body, teasing him as he had guessed my intended destination. Just as I would get near to his shaft, I would suddenly move back up to his abdomen and lap around with my tongue, allowing my breasts to gently rub against various parts of his body. Finally Adam grew tired of squirming and gently pushed down on my shoulders, guiding me to where he wanted me to go, and where I had been intending to go once I finished tormenting him.
I grasped the base of his shaft with one hand, and cupped him with the other. I then lowered my lips to the tip of his shaft and kissed it gently, hearing the swift inhalation of his breath. I opened my lips wide and took him into my mouth, working my mouth up and down, taking him a little deeper each time. After only a few strokes, I felt Adam sit up suddenly, and grasping me under my arms, pull me back up his body.
“Little minx” he said “I can’t take much of that”. Again he reached for a little packet, and again I helped him put the condom on, this time a little more slowly, and stroking him a little more than was necessary. Adam growled, and pulled me up and over him in one smooth move, impaling me on him and thrusting hard and fast. I matched him as best as I could, pushing down hard and as fast as I could, and groaning with pleasure as he used a finger to rub me as I pushed up and down on him. I looked at Adam and found him watching us, from his position he could see his shaft going in and out of my entrance, and he was obviously enjoying the visual stimulation as much as the physical sensations we were creating. Within a very short time, we both tensed as we had a simultaneous climax. Again, Adam went to the bathroom to remove the condom, and I remained in the bed, lifting the sheet for him to climb back in with me when he returned.
“I don’t know about you”, he said as he put his arms around me and pulled me close, “but after that second effort, I need some sleep. I’m not a young man any more you know.”
At this I sleepily asked him how old he was, he replied that he was thirty five and when he asked my age, I told him. It must have been very shortly after that I fell asleep, very satisfied with how the evening was progressing so far!
Adam reached for me twice more in the night, and both times I responded eagerly. This was amazingly good, and I didn’t mind the broken sleep – who would? Sometime in the early hours of the morning, we both fell asleep in each other’s arms, replete and satisfied.
13.
Slowly my eyes opened, and at first I thought I must have been having some really wild dreams last night, then I saw Adam still asleep beside me, and realized that I had not been dreaming. That had been the most amazing night of my life. The only person that I could compare Adam to was Nathan, and honestly, there was no comparison. I knew now that Nathan had been a selfish lover, had I been more experienced I probably would have known that then. Adam however, was careful to ensure that I got as much enjoyment out of the sexual act as he did, and apart from the fact that I think he was just a genuinely caring person, I think my pleasure also added to his.
Suddenly I realized that Adam was awake, and was watching me.
“Penny for your thoughts” he said sleepily.
“Well, actually I was thinking about you, and how much fun I had last night with you, and how glad I am that I met you”.
At that, Adam suddenly grasped my hips and pulled me on top of him, growling deep in his chest.
“Happy to hear that you didn’t think last night was a waste of your time”, he breathed, pulling my face down to kiss him, as he guided me over his erect shaft and suddenly thrust upwards.
Suddenly, I felt as if I had been transported back to heaven, where I was sure I had visited several times last night. I started rocking slowly back and forth, increasing speed and pushing deeper as the tension built. Adam matched me from beneath me. As he held my hips, he moved his thumb over me, rubbing me to intensify the sensations I was feeling. Suddenly, I felt an explosion start deep within me, and as my insides quivered, I gasped and arched my back, unable to keep moving. Adam also suddenly groaned and thrust upwards, bucking his backside off the bed as he tried to push himself even deeper inside me. I collapsed on top of him, and remained there for a while before he rolled me to one side and off his chest.
“Sarah”, Adam said quietly, “I’m sorry, but I was so happy to wake up and find you here, and so intent on getting inside you, that I didn’t stop to think. We didn’t use any protection that time”.
I sat up quickly, totally uncaring of my nudity, something that would have been unheard of for me to do just yesterday.
“What? Oh no, I didn’t think of it either”. I stared at the ceiling while I did some mental calculations. “Well, from what I know of the process, it’s probably lucky we didn’t do this in about a week, but I suppose there is still a chance I could get pregnant”.
I looked at Adam defiantly – although we had only just discovered each other, I was prepared to leave now if he didn’t act as I hoped he would – maturely and honestly.
He smiled and touched my face. “Obviously it is too early to worry, but whatever happens, we will deal with it together, right? For now, we should just enjoy the time remaining on the cruise, and wait until we get home to worry about anything else, do you agree? In the meantime, we should probably get up and get breakfast, or we won’t get any time ashore today”. With that, he lightly slapped my backside as he got out of bed. Oh wow, if he was beautiful last night, he was magnificent in the day time. Adam walked over to the window and opened the curtains, and I got a really good opportunity to check out his awesome buttocks in the morning light. How well I remembered grabbing them in ecstasy over and over last night. Adam turned and saw me ogling him and said in a mock gruff voice:
“Stop looking at me like that woman, or I will get back into that bed and we will never get out of here. Now, do you want first shower, or second? As much as I would love to get in there with you, the shower is one place in this room that isn’t supersized”.
I dragged myself out of bed (I really wanted to stay) and went into the lounge room, where I started gathering up my clothes that were scattered all over the room, and putting them on.
“Actually, I will go and shower in my room, as I will need clean clothes and my toothbrush”. I turned and flashed Adam a cheeky look and continued: “Shall we meet back here, or in the restaurant?”
Adam growled again:
“In the restaurant I think, or we will be here until tonight, now where is your other shoe?”
When I was fully dressed again, I headed back to my room, and quickly showered, noticing various spots on my body that had whisker burns, and remembering again exactly how they got there. Now, what would be the earliest time we could leave Port Denarau and get back to the ship I thought? Although, I really should do some sightseeing, tomorrow in Suva was our last port day, and after that was three days where we would just be sailing back to Sydney, nothing to do for three days but spend the time with Adam…..
I finally managed to get myself together enough to finish showering, dress and head to the restaurant where Adam was already waiting. He gave me a welcome that caused a stir amongst other restaurant patrons, apparently a steamy kiss was not the standard way to say good morning! When we got to the head of the line, Adam asked if we could be seated alone, as he accurately guessed that I would prefer this to sitting at a table with lots of extra people.
I leaned in towards Adam and said quietly:
“I definitely need to go on a bus tour today. Not a walking tour. I don’t think I could walk far”.
Adam then had the audacity to look smug, but before he could answer, the waiter arrived to take our orders. After he left, we tried to behave ourselves, and failed miserably. We held hands and leaned in for kisses, and I kicked off my shoe and ran my foot up Adam’s inside leg, cupping the bulge at the apex of his thighs. He jerked and hit the underside of the table with his knee, pleading with me to stop.
“No-one can see what is going on under the tablecloth” I assured him “and no-one was looking either until you made a fuss like a big baby!”
Our food then arrived, and we ate it, stealing glances at each other the whole time. When we were finished, we headed to the area where we would get our tender ticket, and luckily as it was still early, we didn’t have to wait long for a tender. Soon we were boarding the tender – which was actually one of the ship’s lifeboats – and heading into Port Denarau. I would be visiting Fiji for the first time in my life, and sp
ending the day with Adam, and I was anticipating both experiences greatly.
14.
Phew. No-one had mentioned that this tender ride would be so long. We had boarded the tender, just like when we were at the Isle of Pines, however that had been a relatively quick tender ride, this one had been going for about half an hour. Because the tender was actually a life boat, it was enclosed, and even with the windows open, it soon became quite sticky and oppressive. I heard someone mentioning a fast catamaran ride, we must have just missed that and I was going to make sure we would catch that ride back to the ship when leaving today, but for the time being, we would just have to swelter through this. We made small talk with the people sharing our seat, and sat there, silently sweating. Thankfully, Adam had already seen me in a sweat, so I wasn’t concerned about what appearance I might be presenting right now, and then thinking about the circumstances of Adam seeing me in a sweat, I started to heat up even more. I was going to have to think about something else!
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