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My name is Alex and my friends think I have no life. I like to travel the USA, but I am not on the prowl for women. One of my friends from elementary school, Don, badgered me into going on a senior singles cruise to Alaska. I reluctantly agreed to the idea to get him off my back. Don gave me a list of clothes to pack and booked the cruise. He was a pro at cruising and I was about to become his wing man for the trip. I guess that was the plan.
We flew to Seattle, boarded the ship, and were off to the Alaskan ports of call. I got a look at some of my fellow passengers and thought it was a semi-pro football try out camp. Don was already hitting on some ladies and I was checking the ship's agenda. I got a lecture on how to dress for dinner and what was the captain's table.
"So a clean hoodie and jeans aren't good enough?" I said.
"No," Don said, "Dress for the ladies."
The second day was not a real exciter. Great scenery, ship board activities and a lot of booze helped the day pass. It was so boring that I opted for an early dinner. Supper arrived, the food was superb and my dining partners were pleasant. It was enjoyable evening and then, the next stop was the casino.
I headed for three card poker and Lady Luck was on my side. I was hot and won about fifteen hundred dollars. On the other hand, Don was getting lucky in other ways. I took my winnings and decided to get some sleep.
The third, fourth and fifth days were different stories. Juneau, Sitka and finally some peace and quiet on the ship were on tap. After visiting the Alaskan ports of call, I headed to the stern of the ship. I dressed in my hoodie, jeans and Nikes and found a deck chair. Now, I was about to relax and enjoy myself .Over my left shoulder, a shadow blocked the sun for a second. The shadow was a female who was dressed like me with a book and the same idea.
"Hi," she said, "my name is Monica."
"I am Alex and please sit down. I guess that we both had the same idea."
Monica was in her late fifties, well preserved, not overdone, and a pleasant lady. She confessed that she needed some quiet and alone time. People came by, but nobody bothered us. It was about one when we headed to lunch. We dined together, talked, laughed and got to know one another before returning to the stern of the ship. I bought a bottle of wine and drank away the afternoon with her. We decided to dine together that evening. Neither of us had seen our friends for thirty six hours and figured everything was fine.
Dinner was casual and Monica wore a fantastic low cut blouse with slacks. Out of sweats, Monica had a great figure and looked extremely hot. We dined and then went to the sixties lounge. We loved the slow dances and Monica smelled great and felt fantastic. After a few dances, we decided to walk back to the stern of the ship.
Alone on the stern, we turned and kissed passionately. We were just two strangers who were enjoying the other's company. With no one to disturb us, this became a make out session from the movies. My hand moved up to her breast and I felt her hand on my crotch. The two of us were enjoying ourselves when the sounds of approaching people curtailed our activities.
"Let's find somewhere more private," I whispered.
"Great idea!"
Hand in hand, we walked to my cabin. It dawned on me that I hoped Don wasn't there. Good news, Don was nowhere to be found and we had the cabin to ourselves.
We picked up where we had left off on the stern of the ship. Monica's hands were busy grabbing and stroking my manhood. She had a firm, but a gentle touch. By her hands and the sounds coming from her throat, she was having a good time. I was rock hard from her attention.
On the other hand, I was mesmerized by her gorgeous breasts. They were perfectly round, firm with very little droop. Her nipples were ultra sensitive and loved my attention. My mouth and tongue could hardly wait to orally love her breasts.
As I began to lick and nibble her, Monica's entire body began to shiver and quake. We undressed and Monica spread out on the bed. Immediately, I buried my head between her thighs and ate her pussy. As my tongue ran over her clit, I could taste her sweetness and smell her aroma. While I was eating that sweet pussy, I felt her hands lock onto my head and push me hard into her crotch. Monica was quivering, moaning and filth spilled from her lips.
"Alex, right there, that feels so good. You know how to eat pussy."
I continued to pleasure her and, then she unexpectedly stopped me.
Monica looked my in the eyes and said, "My turn." She pushed me flat on the bed and lowered her mouth over my penis like a humming bird on a flower. Her mouth engulfed my manhood and began to suck my cock and balls. Monica's cock sucking skills made me tingle and get that unmistakable feeling. She bit and nibbled for what seemed like hours, but was only minutes.
"Monica, I am going to cum soon," I moaned.
"Not now. Cum inside of me."
Monica stopped sucking me, laid down, and I mounted her well manicured womanhood. As I entered her, we slowly began a rhythmic movement. We started slowly enjoying a beautiful rocking motion. Our intensity increased as we were capturing the other person's passion. I could feel her interior vaginal muscles squeeze down on my cock. Monica was a real pro at this technique and we both relished in the experience. Finally, after about ten minutes, everything was lining up. Our breathing, movements, and feelings were leading up to our mutual orgasm.
"Oh Alex, I'm cumming! Yes, it feels so good."
At the same time, Monica's hips rose up off the bed and met my climax. I felt my load of seed leave my body and flow into her. It was a magnificent sensation as we both collapsed in total exhaustion.
The two of us laid there for awhile as we caught our breath. We got ourselves together and decided to join the rest of the ship's passengers. We had a very entertaining evening to go along with the night's earlier fete.
Our passion continued for the reminder of the cruise. We resumed our sexual activities and on our final day of the cruise, Monica surprised me.
"Alex, our time together has been wonderful. The sex has been great and I want to make tonight memorable. As a finale, I would like to try anal sex. In my whole life, I have never experienced it and you seemed to be well schooled in sex. Would you, please?"
"Sure and I will be gentle."
That evening, we stole away for our final evening of tawdry sex. Our foreplay was totally oral. I ate her pussy and my tongue flicked her clit plus penetrated her love canal. She was flowing like a Alaskan glacial stream and was ready for the main event. I was ready. Monica had sucked my manhood as solid as cast iron.
"Monica, are you sure that you want to do this?"
"Yes, I am ready as I'll ever be."
Monica got on all fours and I got behind her. I had some Vaseline and put it on the head of my penis. Slowly and gently, I tried to enter Monica's rectum. I began to push and she tried to relax. Things were moving along slowly, and the more Monica relaxed, penetration became a reality. She was getting excited knowing that my cock was entering her ass. All of sudden, her ass relaxed and my penis eased into her.
Monica gasped, "Wow, that is a different feeling."
I started to move and Monica was responding. She was tight and felt every movement of our bodies. It was pure ecstasy and it did not take long for us to reach the pinnacle of our passion. After about six more thrusts, I spoke to Monica.
"I'm cumming," and let loose my load.
Monica responded, "Wow, that cum is hot. I can feel it in my ass. It warms my entire body. That was amazing."
We were completely satisfied, but saddened as we realized that our time together would soon be over. I would be going on the train back to Seattle and Monica had a week at a lodge and a flight back East. We decided to say "good bye" before the next morning. I walked Monica back to her cabin. We cried, kissed and parted going our separate ways. In my mind, I knew that I would never forget, Alaska, the cruise and Monica. Most of all, I owed Don a "thank you" for getting me to take the cruise, wherever he was.
We flew to Seattle, boarded the ship, and were off to the Alaskan ports of call. I got a look at some of my fellow passengers and thought it was a semi-pro football try out camp. Don was already hitting on some ladies and I was checking the ship's agenda. I got a lecture on how to dress for dinner and what was the captain's table.
"So a clean hoodie and jeans aren't good enough?" I said.
"No," Don said, "Dress for the ladies."
The second day was not a real exciter. Great scenery, ship board activities and a lot of booze helped the day pass. It was so boring that I opted for an early dinner. Supper arrived, the food was superb and my dining partners were pleasant. It was enjoyable evening and then, the next stop was the casino.
I headed for three card poker and Lady Luck was on my side. I was hot and won about fifteen hundred dollars. On the other hand, Don was getting lucky in other ways. I took my winnings and decided to get some sleep.
The third, fourth and fifth days were different stories. Juneau, Sitka and finally some peace and quiet on the ship were on tap. After visiting the Alaskan ports of call, I headed to the stern of the ship. I dressed in my hoodie, jeans and Nikes and found a deck chair. Now, I was about to relax and enjoy myself .Over my left shoulder, a shadow blocked the sun for a second. The shadow was a female who was dressed like me with a book and the same idea.
"Hi," she said, "my name is Monica."
"I am Alex and please sit down. I guess that we both had the same idea."
Monica was in her late fifties, well preserved, not overdone, and a pleasant lady. She confessed that she needed some quiet and alone time. People came by, but nobody bothered us. It was about one when we headed to lunch. We dined together, talked, laughed and got to know one another before returning to the stern of the ship. I bought a bottle of wine and drank away the afternoon with her. We decided to dine together that evening. Neither of us had seen our friends for thirty six hours and figured everything was fine.
Dinner was casual and Monica wore a fantastic low cut blouse with slacks. Out of sweats, Monica had a great figure and looked extremely hot. We dined and then went to the sixties lounge. We loved the slow dances and Monica smelled great and felt fantastic. After a few dances, we decided to walk back to the stern of the ship.
Alone on the stern, we turned and kissed passionately. We were just two strangers who were enjoying the other's company. With no one to disturb us, this became a make out session from the movies. My hand moved up to her breast and I felt her hand on my crotch. The two of us were enjoying ourselves when the sounds of approaching people curtailed our activities.
"Let's find somewhere more private," I whispered.
"Great idea!"
Hand in hand, we walked to my cabin. It dawned on me that I hoped Don wasn't there. Good news, Don was nowhere to be found and we had the cabin to ourselves.
We picked up where we had left off on the stern of the ship. Monica's hands were busy grabbing and stroking my manhood. She had a firm, but a gentle touch. By her hands and the sounds coming from her throat, she was having a good time. I was rock hard from her attention.
On the other hand, I was mesmerized by her gorgeous breasts. They were perfectly round, firm with very little droop. Her nipples were ultra sensitive and loved my attention. My mouth and tongue could hardly wait to orally love her breasts.
As I began to lick and nibble her, Monica's entire body began to shiver and quake. We undressed and Monica spread out on the bed. Immediately, I buried my head between her thighs and ate her pussy. As my tongue ran over her clit, I could taste her sweetness and smell her aroma. While I was eating that sweet pussy, I felt her hands lock onto my head and push me hard into her crotch. Monica was quivering, moaning and filth spilled from her lips.
"Alex, right there, that feels so good. You know how to eat pussy."
I continued to pleasure her and, then she unexpectedly stopped me.
Monica looked my in the eyes and said, "My turn." She pushed me flat on the bed and lowered her mouth over my penis like a humming bird on a flower. Her mouth engulfed my manhood and began to suck my cock and balls. Monica's cock sucking skills made me tingle and get that unmistakable feeling. She bit and nibbled for what seemed like hours, but was only minutes.
"Monica, I am going to cum soon," I moaned.
"Not now. Cum inside of me."
Monica stopped sucking me, laid down, and I mounted her well manicured womanhood. As I entered her, we slowly began a rhythmic movement. We started slowly enjoying a beautiful rocking motion. Our intensity increased as we were capturing the other person's passion. I could feel her interior vaginal muscles squeeze down on my cock. Monica was a real pro at this technique and we both relished in the experience. Finally, after about ten minutes, everything was lining up. Our breathing, movements, and feelings were leading up to our mutual orgasm.
"Oh Alex, I'm cumming! Yes, it feels so good."
At the same time, Monica's hips rose up off the bed and met my climax. I felt my load of seed leave my body and flow into her. It was a magnificent sensation as we both collapsed in total exhaustion.
The two of us laid there for awhile as we caught our breath. We got ourselves together and decided to join the rest of the ship's passengers. We had a very entertaining evening to go along with the night's earlier fete.
Our passion continued for the reminder of the cruise. We resumed our sexual activities and on our final day of the cruise, Monica surprised me.
"Alex, our time together has been wonderful. The sex has been great and I want to make tonight memorable. As a finale, I would like to try anal sex. In my whole life, I have never experienced it and you seemed to be well schooled in sex. Would you, please?"
"Sure and I will be gentle."
That evening, we stole away for our final evening of tawdry sex. Our foreplay was totally oral. I ate her pussy and my tongue flicked her clit plus penetrated her love canal. She was flowing like a Alaskan glacial stream and was ready for the main event. I was ready. Monica had sucked my manhood as solid as cast iron.
"Monica, are you sure that you want to do this?"
"Yes, I am ready as I'll ever be."
Monica got on all fours and I got behind her. I had some Vaseline and put it on the head of my penis. Slowly and gently, I tried to enter Monica's rectum. I began to push and she tried to relax. Things were moving along slowly, and the more Monica relaxed, penetration became a reality. She was getting excited knowing that my cock was entering her ass. All of sudden, her ass relaxed and my penis eased into her.
Monica gasped, "Wow, that is a different feeling."
I started to move and Monica was responding. She was tight and felt every movement of our bodies. It was pure ecstasy and it did not take long for us to reach the pinnacle of our passion. After about six more thrusts, I spoke to Monica.
"I'm cumming," and let loose my load.
Monica responded, "Wow, that cum is hot. I can feel it in my ass. It warms my entire body. That was amazing."
We were completely satisfied, but saddened as we realized that our time together would soon be over. I would be going on the train back to Seattle and Monica had a week at a lodge and a flight back East. We decided to say "good bye" before the next morning. I walked Monica back to her cabin. We cried, kissed and parted going our separate ways. In my mind, I knew that I would never forget, Alaska, the cruise and Monica. Most of all, I owed Don a "thank you" for getting me to take the cruise, wherever he was.
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