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Unfortunately it turned out Sandra had a terrible sense of direction and distracted as I was by the thought of what had just happened and the spunk running down my cheeks, cooling quickly as it did, I never noticed until we'd wandered quite a bit.
We made quite a sight - me covered in cum and Sandra's big tits jiggling dramatically in her thin dress - she'd forgotten to pick up her bra and had left it by our table under the stars. Quite a few people did a double take. Thankfully it was an adults only cruise so there were no young k**s running around to upset but although we raised a few wry smiles, after a few seriously disapproving looks from guys I wiped the spunk from my face as best I could.
"Awww" said Sandra but I seriously thought I was going to get a slap from some of the more tight-arsed guests.
Finally we found ourselves in a lift going up to our suite, squeezed into the small space with an elderly couple who'd been at our dinner table earlier. He looked like the retired Brigadier type, dinner suit and stiff backed, looking down his nose at us as if we didn't exist while his wife was the sturdy matronly type in twin set and pearls. We rode in silence until their stop, a deck below ours. As the doors opened he strode out with a noticeable "harrumph" but, as his wife began to follow she turned and came back to me. Reaching up with one hand she pulled my head down to talk quietly in my ear - probably to give me a piece of her mind was my thought but to my surprise her tongue darted out and she licked a stream of cum from my cheek near my ear that I'd missed earlier.
"Waste not want not" she said with a devilish grin, following her husband out of the lift and licking her lips.
Sandra and I nearly collapsed in hysterics as the lift doors closed.

We were still laughing as we fell into our suite and as the door closed behind us, Sandra fell into my arms and we kissed deeply for the first time. As our lips locked and tongues began exploring we held each other tightly, kissing for what seemed an unfeasibly long time but I can honestly say it was one of the most passionate kisses of my life. I could feel her hunger as we groaned and ground our bodies together. Finally we came up for air and, looking into my eyes she said
"Take me"
We stumbled to the four poster stripping each other as we went - not difficult for me as Sandra only had on a flimsy dress and a thong but she had me shirtless by the time we got to the bed and as I pushed her into sitting on the edge, my crotch was at her eye level.
"Let's see what you've got for me then" she said lasciviously.
I was aching to be released, partly because of the eroticism of the moment but also because I'd taken a little blue pill earlier. Remember, it had been over ten years since I'd been with a woman and I was nervous - especially of letting her down with an entire two weeks in front of us so I'm not sure if it was the moment or the pill that meant when she tugged down my boxers my cock was probably harder and more erect than it had been in many years.
As it sprang free it slapped up against my stomach - stiff and pulsating, every vein standing proud. I'd trimmed and shaved the day before so I have to say it looked quite good. Sandra obviously agreed as she groaned and gripped my shaft tightly, pulling my foreskin back over my engorged glans which was glistening with pre-cum. To my surprise she didn't give me a blowjob, just a quick lick to taste me before she scrambled up on the bed, spread her legs and said "I need fucked and I need it NOW!"
That moment as my cock slid into her is almost impossible to put into words. Her soft thighs wrapped around me as I sank my shaft deep into her hot, wet, velvet pussy. My senses seemed heightened and I felt every ripple of her cunt walls as I slid in. She let out a long moan as my close cropped pubes meshed with her neatly trimmed landing strip and her pussy lips mashed up against me as I slid home. I paused for a few seconds, feeling her pulse throbbing through my cock which in turn twitched and pulsed inside her before she pushed her hips up, encouraging me to start fucking her. Slowly at first, savouring every sensation. Our lips locked together and our tongues slipping over each other, her tits pressed against my chest with her erect nipples digging into me. Her nails digging into me and drawing down my back, gouging tracks with exquisite pain. Then our rythym increased, her bucking matching my thrusting. She broke off our kiss to gasp and moan before sinking her teeth into my shoulder as I hunched over her and began shagging her fiercely with long, savage strokes. Her legs came up and wrapped around my waist as he sought the perfect angle, to make sure my pounding cock hit just the spot she wanted until she stiffened and cried out
"Oh God Oh God I'm coming coming coming coMMMINNNNGGG!"
I felt every convulsion as she came against me, stopping my thrusting as I enjoyed the feel of her cunt spasming on my cock, trying to push me out as her orgasm swept over her. She shuddered and wailed but finally it subsided.
I pulled out then rolled her over onto her front, pushing her legs apart with my knees then mounted her from behind. Pinning her down with my full weight on her I reached underneath with my right hand for her pussy. At first I just enjoyed feeling her wet lips stretched around my shaft as it slid in and out of her but soon I switched my attention to her clit and started to rhythmically strum it as I pounded her from behind. All the time I kept up a stream of filth into her ear in between kissing and biting her neck.
"You're a dirty slut taking my cock, feel it, feel it, deep inside, deep deep deep inside, penetrating you, taking you, I can feel your cunt cream soaking my balls, they're full of cum, it's boiling up inside my balls and I'm going to shoot it inside you. Your arse feels so good against me, I love your arse, going to fuck it soon, but it feels so good, feel my cock inside you, feel it throb."
When she came again, wailing then biting the pillow in an attempt to stifle the noise it triggered my orgasm. I felt the twitching at the base of my cock and increased the pace of my pounding. With both hands I pushed her face down into the pillow as I bucked and rode her hard before, with one final thrust, I came inside her hot cunt - stream after stream of hot spunk shooting into her welcoming hole.
Collapsing on top of her before rolling off, we ended up facing each other, our breath ragged. She looked fabulous - sweaty, flushed, make up in tatters and her hair all over the place but with her eyes on fire as she said
"Fuck! Just fuck! I fucking needed that!"
We kissed and, being the gentleman I am, I fell asleep.

The next morning we woke with the sun streaming through the huge windows and the ship steaming through a gentle swell in the Bay of Biscay. We debated having breakfast in bed but decided part of the fun of the cruise was going to be meeting people.
"Meeting people and fucking them you mean" I laughed.
Sandra smiled, "Maybe, but just the ones we want"
We showered and made our way down to breakfast where we saw the elderly matron woman who'd licked cum from my face was sitting with two young girls. Her husband was nowhere in sight and she seemed a little more relaxed because of that. He had been a bit of a blowhard the night before, a retired Colonel from one of the Household Divisions and a snob as well as a bore.
She saw us approaching and invited us to join her.
"Oh do join us. Let me introduce my nieces Linda and Lavinia" At this she used sign language to introduce the two girls to us as it turned out they were deaf. They were also almost identical twins. They were very attractive dark haired teenage girls who I would have said were 15 or 16 but Agnes (as she'd introduced herself) told us they were 2nd year university students so they must have been about 19 or 20.
It turned out Sandra knew some sign language from her work so she was soon chatting away to them. To be honest, they totally ignored me in the way that middle aged men are completely invisible to young women but I also felt there was a bit more to it judging by the irritated glance one gave me when I tried to speak to Sandra at one point.
So instead I chatted with Agnes who wittered away about her life which was a million miles from mine. She was obviously wealthy and from an upper class background as she told me about this party and that party and this horsey event and that one. To be honest, if it weren't for the memory of the wicked smile she'd given me the night before I probably would have left. Instead I nodded and smiled and watched Sandra with the two girls who were getting on like a house on fire, albeit almost silently. They seemed very tactile, as women often are, touching each others arms as they talked, holding hands, a brush of fingers across a thigh ... I started to wonder...
"So I'd be awfully grateful if you could look at it for me. I say Ben, Ben!"
I realised Agnes was waiting for a reply to something
"Sorry, I missed that Agnes"
"Yes," she replied, "I can see why" as she gave a stern glance towards her nieces.
"I was saying my laptop doesn't seem to be able to connect to the ship's wifi so could you have a look at it for me?"
"Erm, I'm not really a computer expert but I could certainly have a look" I replied.
"Smashing" she said "Well, no time like the present. Chop chop" She got up from the table and strode off expecting me to follow. A little surprised and irritated I told Sandra I was going to look at a laptop.
"Oh poor you" said Sandra. "I wouldn't dare say no to her either". Well the girls and I are going to do a little shopping. I need to get a new bra - I left mine behind last night so I doubt I'll see it again. I'll meet you back at the suite later"
We kissed and I followed after Agnes who was waiting by the lift. As we got in she said,
"Not your wife is she." It was more of a statement and I wasn't sure if it was tinged with disapproval.
"No. We're friends"
Somehow, and I've no idea how she did it, by the time the lift doors opened again she'd had the entire story out of me - my wife, the cruise of a lifetime, going on holiday with a stranger, all of it"
"I think we're going to get along famously" she said smiling as she strode out of the lift to her apartment. As we arrived at the door, she paused.
"Young man. Please carry out my instructions to the letter and to my satisfaction and in return I shall see you well rewarded."
Strange I thought, I was just going to hook up her wifi.
As I followed her into their apartment I realised there was a lot more to it - a helluva lot more to it. Her husband was kneeling on the floor, naked with his hands tied behind his back. His nipples were clamped and his cock seemed to be in some type of cage.
"Reginald! I want this young man's cock sucked and ready for me when I return" barked Agnes before turning to me and saying more softly, "Let me just put on more appropriate attire. I won't be long" she said, stepping into what looked like a walk in wardrobe. I turned to look at the old man kneeling on the floor. Last night he'd been a pompous oaf and some of his barely disguised sneering at me had stung a bit. But now he was a pitiful wretch, his cock caged and staring up at me with fear in his eyes. Fuck it, I thought, I'm going to enjoy this. I undid my belt buckle...

My cock stiffened quickly as I stood over him and to help it along I slapped his face with my heavy length. He winced and tried to turn away but I grabbed his head and held him in in place as I whipped his cheeks with my dick.
A thought occurred to me and I grabbed my phone. I filmed a quick 10 second clip of my knob slapping off his face and sent it on WhatsApp to Sandra.
It was time to fuck his mouth and I knew he wasn't going to like this so I put one hand on the back of his head as I forced my knob between his lips. I was right, he was resisting and clenching his teeth to stop me getting in. A quick slap to his ear, he gasped and I was in, forcing my knob to the back of his throat. He whimpered as my cock slid in and out of his mouth, clearly not enjoying this but I didn't care.
"Yes Reginald, it's not nice is it?" said Agnes from behind me, making me jump a little as Reginald's eyes opened wide.
"He did this to me Ben, just after we were engaged to be married. At his parent's country home, he pushed me into the billiard room, forced me to my knees and made me take his ... thing... into my mouth. It didn't matter that I said no, he didn't care that I cried, he thought he was being manly. Well let's see how he likes it, push your cock down his throat Ben, I want to hear him gag like he made me gag"
I pushed my knob to the back of his throat again and, as his eyes opened wide, slid my length down his throat - forcing him to gag and cough but as I gripped the back of his head and held my cock in place, he got used to it and started to snort as he breathed through his nose and I felt his tongue moving reflexively around the base of my shaft. Agnes reached around me and pinched his nostrils, his eyes again widening with fear as I held his head tight and my cock in his throat as he started to turn red, then purple.
My phone beeped, snapping us out of the moment. I let his head go and he staggered back, gasping and wheezing. I turned to see Agnes had my phone and was reading the WhatsApp message from Sandra.
"Oh I do approve - that suits her so well" she said as she passed the phone to me. It was a short vid from Sandra showing her in a dressing room modelling a lacy black underwear set, giving a twirl to show the thong disappearing between her arse cheeks.
However, I have to say it was Agnes I was looking at. She was wearing thigh high bed boots with stockings and a red leather basque which left her heavy tits supported but bare. Her pussy was bare and, as she fell back onto the bed and spread her legs for me, I could see her slit glistening.
I stripped off as I headed over to the bed, my stiff cock leading the way and my mouth watering at the prospect of tasting that juicy cunt. As my face neared her slit, I could taste the heady aroma of sex and, spreading her lips apart with my thumbs, I started to lap gently at her hole.
At my first touch, Agnes moaned loudly. "Oh Lord, it's been so long" she sighed before gasping as I licked her from asshole to clit, pulling her hole open wide with my thumbs before plunging my tongue into her wet, musky depths.
As I licked her pusy, exploring her holes with my fingers, Agnes bucked against my face, soaking me with her juices so that when she begged me to stop and I crawled over her voluptuous body to kiss her, my own face was glistening. We kissed hungrily and ground against each other, my hands mashing her tits as our crotches meshed. My knob was at the entrance to her pussy when she said,
"No my dear, we must use protection. Reginald!"
I arched my back to allow my dick to swing free and for her husband to roll the condom over it then, looking over my shoulder at him I said "Guide my cock into your wife"
His face was a picture of abject misery but I soon forgot that as I sank into his wife's warm, welcoming hole.
We fucked, gently at first, rolling together but becoming more intense and more vigorous. Agnes gasped and whimpered every time I sank my full length in her and our pubic bones ground together. Her hands gripped my arse and pulled me deeper though so I built up the pace and started hammering into her. The whimpers turned to grunts and she started a low moaning wail that built and built until she screamed a crescendo and thrust savagely up to meet my strokes as her orgasm tore through her.
I paused, embedded deeply inside her, enjoying the pulsing of her cunt as she came. Slowly her breathing subsided until she asked me to move. I rolled off, my cock slapping wetly on my stomach as I collapsed onto my back.
"Well Ben, that was marvellous. You can go now"
"eh? But I haven't.. I'm still.." I looked down at my stiff cock and rolled the condom off so I could give myself a stroke.
Agnes looked at me, a picture of supercilious puzzlement. "But Ben, you're here for my pleasure. Anything you get is incidental. I'd like you to go now but I shall be requiring you again"
I have to admit to being a bit flummoxed and confused but her tone brooked no argument. I got dressed as Agnes berated her husband.
"Now Reginald, for all those years you've used and humiliated me, it's my turn now. This trip is going to be my recompense and I shall be extracting full payment from whomsoever I see fit."
As I reached the door Agnes turned to me, sitting up in the bed with her face still flushed with sex, her nipples swollen and her tits heaving,
"Thank you Ben, that really was just what the Dr ordered. "
"Umm, you're welcome" I said, closing the door behind me and standing in the gangway a little confused and to be honest, feeling a bit dirty and used. My cock still twitched uncomfortably in my trousers and I could still taste her sex on my lips.
My phone beeped.

Sandra sending me clips of her trying on sexy but classy underwear wasn't helping my sexual frustration. I decided to head back to the suite and shower before going to find her.
Back at the suite I put some music on loud as I showered, the heavy beats matching the pulsing jets of the high quality tropical shower in the wet room. As I soaped myself up, my cock stiffened again. I don't know if it was because this cruise was turning out to be amazing or because the little blue pill was having lasting effects but I was as horny and hard as a teenager.
A thought struck me. The balcony was totally hidden from view and completely private for all but others in passing ships. My exhibitionist streak stirred and, drying off as I went, I opened the full height sliding doors to the balcony. With the music blaring behind me and nothing but a couple of merchant ships in the distance, I stood naked by the railings and started to wank.
Rolling my foreskin back and gripping my shaft, I began to stroke my cock and pinch my nipples as I remembered the sights, sounds and tastes of the last 24 hours. The steward's hard cock throbbing and pulsing in my mouth, his heavy balls slapping on my chin. Sandra's wet enveloping cunt around my prick as I entered a woman for the first time in 10 years. I had to stop from time to time, edging to make the moment last longer. I remembered my cock filling the arrogant old man's throat and Agnes, oh Agnes the upper class slut in her leather basque and those gorgeous tits. Time after time I replayed the images in my mind and added the ones of Sandra in her new underwear. She looked amazing, her curves accentuated and emphasised by the colours and shape of the lace. My cock was pulsing in my fist and I could feel the cum boiling in my balls as the moment approached - the tingling, Sandra's wet cunt, the pulsing at the base of my shaft like the steward throbbing as he shot in my mouth, the taste of his spunk, the taste of Sandra, Agnes's tits - the nipples hard and engorged, the look on her face.... ooohhhhhhh I came, shuddering as jet after jet shot from me. I opened my eyes to see my spunk fly over the railings as my knees went weak and I staggered forward, grabbing the rail for balance. As my orgasm subsided the last dribble of cum oozed from my knob and I scooped it up, savouring the taste as I smeared it on my lips.
I got my breath back and turned to go back into the suite, just as the cabin door closed with a click. It was then I noticed the room had been serviced, the bed made up and the towels s**ttered around were gone and replaced with fresh ones. Obviously room service had been in and there was no way they could have missed me masturbating in full sight on the balcony. I flushed with embarrassment then panicked a little, thinking I might get in trouble before thinking, "Sod it, I'm on holiday".
I headed into the shower again

I finally met up with Sandra at one of the Bistro bars where we had a bite and a drink, catching up on what we'd been up to. Sandra laughed like a drain at my adventure with the older couple but wasn't too happy about someone coming in the suite whilst I was in the room.
"Didn't they knock? They shouldn't come in without permission like that"
"I dunno" I replied, "The music was pretty loud so probably drowned them out.
"Oh I don't like that, what if I want some privacy?"
At this a woman at the table next to us leaned over and said,
"It's ok, you can lock the door. Room service can't unlock it except in emergencies so you're ok"
I blushed, "I'm sorry, were we talking loudly"
She laughed, an infectious giggle that lit up her face. "Not really, but we got the gist". She looked over at her partner, a guy of about my age, similar build who smiled and said "It's ok, we're all adults here"
They introduced themselves as Dave and Rebecca, an English couple having a belated second honeymoon now the k**s had left the nest. They joined us at our table. Rebecca sitting opposite me was a trim brunette and her low cut top revealed a cracking set of boobs which got my cock stirring. As we chatted, for some reason I kept imagining her lips stretched around my knob. I mentally rebuked myself - not every person I met on this ship would be looking for sex I told myself.
"So are you going to the ball tonight" asked Dave
Sandra and I looked at each other and she replied
"No, we haven't heard anything about it"
Rebecca followed her husband's lead, "It's in the Grand Ballroom tonight at Midnight. Dress is formal but, it's a masked ball"
Sandra squealed "Oh I've always wanted to do that, but I don't have a gown" Turning to me she asked "Do you have a dinner suit?"
When I said no, Rebecca told us of the ship's tailors who hired out suits and gowns for the regular dances and parties. "And masks" she said with a grin.
"Well" I said to Sandra, "Looks like more shopping for you this afternoon"
We said our farewells to Dave and Rebecca and headed back to the suite.
"They seem nice" I said as we entered the lift.
"Mmmmm" Sandra replied, Dave's got a lovely smile and a gentle touch"
"Eh? Was he touching you?"
"Yes, he had his hand on my knee under the table, his fingers running circles when we were talking. I was quite enjoying it"
At first I was a bit shocked and a little angry that a guy had been so forward with my partner but then I remembered this was precisely what we were here for and we'd promised not to get possessive or jealous.
"Mmmm, you enjoyed it did you? Are you moist at the thought of him?"
"Moist? I'm bloody dripping after my morning with the twins!"
"What? Tell me all about it"
The lift doors opened and a guy got in.
"Later" said Sandra "But did you see the anklet Rebecca was wearing?
"No" I replied, puzzled.
Sandra rolled her eyes and pulling my head down, she whispered in my ear.
"Really!" I blurted out in surprise.
"Yes, now come on, I need to freshen up."
When we got back to the suite there were half a dozen bags laid out on a table, Sandra's shopping delivered straight to the room. She started showing me her selection of underwear sets, negligees and the like when she found a small package.
"Oh, this is for you. It has your name on it"
She passed me a small box with a card addressed to "Ben". Puzzled because I certainly hadn't been shopping, I opened it to find a Tudor watch in a case together with a little card saying "Good work brings it's rewards. Agnes xxx".
"Bloody hell, it's from Agnes. It's a Tudor watch! These things are worth about £5k"
Sandra dropped her shopping and came over to look, "Oh my" she laughed, "You've got yourself a cougar, a sugar mummy!"
I was going to take it right back to her, this seemed to me to be a bit seedy and I felt used again but then I remembered the look on her husband's face both the night before and this morning when I'd been skull fucking him.
"Sod it, I might like being a kept man".
I got a beer from the small bar and waited whilst Sandra showered then gave me an impromptu fashion parade. It was all very nice until she came out wearing a black and purple basque, a mix of lycra and satin that she looked like she'd been poured into.
"Wow" I exclaimed, crossing the room to take her in my arms. I kissed her and felt the passions rising. She sighed as my hands cupped her arse cheeks and my breath was on her neck.
"Baise moi"
"What"
She looked me in the eyes, "Fuck me you fool".
I didn't need asked twice and pulled her towards the bed.
"No, on the balcony where you were wanking earlier"
I grinned and, stripping off on the way, led her to the balcony. A breeze had picked up which felt delicious on my balls and hard cock. I lifted Sandra up until she was sitting on the railings and bent my head to eat her pussy.
"No, I've been eaten out too many times already today, I need cock" Sandra said as she jumped off the railing and turned around, leaning over the top before reaching back with one hand to pull her knickers to one side.
"Fuck me Ben" she demanded.

Surprisingly perhaps, the Grand Ball turned out to be a bust. Perhaps imagining scenes from too many old porn films, we'd both been expecting an orgy which, the moment we entered the ballroom we knew wasn't happening. Sandra was resplendent in a gorgeous electric blue gown which showed off her figure from the waist up but flared into a voluminous skirt beneath which she was wearing the finest lacy underwear the twins could find her. Meanwhile I was in a kilt, ghillie shirt and all. Of course I went commando but I was glad of the heavy sporran because, thinking this was going to be a night of non-stop sex I'd popped another blue pill and the sight of Sandra beside me was giving me repeated erections.
There were perhaps 60 people in a ballroom that could accommodate 1000. Only a few had bothered to dress up and even fewer had masks on, as we did. We gravitated together, 4 couples in full evening attire and masked but it was clear that only Dave and Rebecca (her boobs instantly recognisable barely held in place by a tight bustier top) were up for any kind of fun. Dave danced a few times with Sandra but although his hands were wandering, the masses of material in Sandra's skirts were keeping him at bay. Rebecca meanwhile had quickly discovered my bare cock and balls under my kilt and spent a lot of time with me on the dancefloor trying to lift it up to show everyone.
Not unsurprisingly, we four were the last ones standing and we took pity on the staff waiting for us to finish up and headed for our suite. On the way to the lift we bumped into the steward I'd sucked off the night before. He was with a young black guy and they were carrying a bottle of champagne each they'd clearly snaffled. We invited them to join us in our suite and one look at Sandra and Rebecca poured into their sexy outfits was enough to persuade them.
Back in the suite the girls decided to give us a striptease. As we guys sat back on the couches they started dancing to a heavy beat from the sound system. The gowns were quickly discarded to leave them in their underwear - Sandra in her blue and white lacy bra and knickers set, Rebecca in a platform bra and thong. The dancing became more and more suggestive and the girls writhed together. I was hard again so just lifted my kilt to stroke it. Dave needed no further encouragement and got his cock out too, followed by the two stewards. I was amused to see that the black steward's cock wasn't as big as the guy's I'd sucked but it still looked tasty. He saw me looking and invited me to sit between them so we shuffled round, the stewards taking off their trousers and pants so I could sit between them, a cock in each hand as the girls gave us a lesbian show

I think Sandra had started snogging Rebecca as a bit of titillating fun - she'd told me before she'd played around with a couple of women before the twins the day before, but it was just fun. However it was clear that Sandra was getting really into Rebecca. The dancing turned to snogging, both girls hugging each other tightly and kissing deeply as their hands stroked each other's neck and back. The bras encasing their heavy tits came off and I could see both girls' nipples were erect, something Rebecca took advantage of as she dropped her head to take one of Sandra's engorged nipples between her lips. As her teeth squeezed tight Sandra gasped and threw her head back in pleasure. I glanced across at Dave who seemed transfixed at the sight of his wife with another woman. His thick, heavy shaft was rigid in his tight fist - as was mine in the grip of the two stewards until the black guy shifted position and knelt on the floor to suck my cock. I groaned in pleasure as his tongue fluttered over my knob before engulfing me in his hot mouth. I gripped the other steward's cock tightly when he began chewing on my nipple as his mate went down on me.
Rebecca and Sandra were frigging each other's pussies now, busy fingers moving beneath the waistbands of their panties. Dave couldn't resist and got up, stripping off before standing behind Sandra and pulling down her knickers to give his wife better access to Sandra's cunt. His stiff cock slipped between her arse cheeks and I saw him manoeuvre until his knob was pressed against her open lips from behind as Rebbecca caressed her clit. Sandra was loving it, head thrown back against Dave's shoulder as he mashed her tits roughly in each hand.
Meanwhile I was being deepthroated expertly - I could actually feel his throat muscles on my knob as he swallowed me to the hilt, incredible!
Dave decided to take charge, lifting Sandra off the ground and taking her to the smaller of the two bedrooms in our suite. She looked over her shoulder at me and I smiled -
"Have fun" I said
"Oh I will. Would you like me to bring you some?"
I frowned for a second before realising - "Oh yes please!"
At that she disappeared into the bedroom with Dave and Rebecca climbed onto the couch beside me.
"Bring you some what?" she asked.
"I'm hoping she's going to bring me her cunt full of your husband's cum"
"Oooh, you are a dirty bastard aren't you" she sighed. "Do you have a bed we can all get comfortable on?"
It wasn't easy to get my cock out of the black steward's mouth, he was sucking it as if his life depended on it. As I pulled it from his lips it was engorged and glistening from base to tip with his saliva.
The four of us collapsed together onto the four poster in the main bedroom. Any clothes remaining were shrugged off and we became a mass of bodies writhing together - wandering hands, kissing, sucking, nibbling, probing fingers, hard nipples dragging across skin. I could taste Sandra's pussy on Rebecca's lips so, as she lay back and spread her legs I knelt between her thighs and buried my face in her wet cunt. The black steward moved quickly to push his hard shaft into her mouth and she sucked him greedily. The other steward moved behind me and started tonguing my asshole. I was glad I'd showered thoroughly earlier and relaxed in pleasure as his tongue explored my hole just as I was exploring Rebecca's. He reached around and started to stroke my cock in time with his thrusting tongue - heaven!
From the other room I could hear Sandra and Dave fucking loudly - and pretty roughly too! Slaps were followed by Sandra demanding "Harder, harder you fucking stud" and Dave was giving a running commentary on how good her wet pussy felt on his cock.
I decided now was the time to try his wife's cunt. Her lips were swollen and gaping open, just eager to accept my throbbing cock. I moved up her body until my knob was pressing against her sex, joining her in her cocksucking task. We shared the hard cock in her mouth, our tongues lapping at his knob as I felt his mate guide my cock into her welcoming hole.
"Ohhhhh", we exclaimed together as I slid smoothly into her hot, wet velvet depths. Her legs instinctively raised around my waist and she grabbed the cheeks of my arse to hold me in place. For what seemed forever we held still as my cock throbbed in time with the pulsating walls of her cunt. Just as I was about to move though, I felt the steward getting between my legs, easing them apart with his knees and pressing what could only be his knob against my hole, lubricated by his saliva.
"Oh yes, fuck me, fuck us"
He pushed his knob harder against my hole until it began to hurt and I wondered if he was going to... then my arse muscles parted and he slid into me - stretching me and filling me completely. An involuntary shout left me as I was penetrated - I kissed Rebecca deeply more to keep the noise down than anything else then he started to fuck me with long, deep, languorous strokes. I picked up his rythym and as he pulled out of me, I pulled out of Rebecca before sliding back into her and he would bottom out in me a split second after. Rebecca was to tell me later that the double impact squeezed her clit between us and every time his balls slapped against mine, my cock swelled and throbbed in her.
As we relaxed into the rhythm, the three of us picked up the pace. I was loving the sensations of being fucked at the same time as I was fucking Rebecca and we both sucked hard, black dick. We shifted positions, Rebecca getting on her knees as I mounted her from behind and I in turn took the black steward's cock up my arse. I glanced up to see the other steward was filming us on his phone and frantically stroking his cock. By the look of it he was close to coming.
"In my mouth" I told him, seeing the pre-cum glistening on his knob.
"No, I want it" gasped Rebecca beneath me.
We compromised. I pushed forward until I collapsed on top of Rebecca with my cock still pounding her cunt and my arse being fucked in unison but this put Rebecca's face next to mine. The steward kneeled and brought his cock to our faces and we both reached with our tongues for his glistening tip. With a cry his cock exploded and shot rope after rope of thick, salty cum over our faces, into our mouths, our tongues, dripping from our cheeks. I lapped it up but Rebecca got the last spurts as she swallowed his knob.
The sight was too much for his mate and I felt his pace quicken as he stabbed his cock into my willing hole with more and more savage thrusts. I had to just hold myself inside Rebecca's pussy as I couldn't keep up with the rhythym until he grunted a****listically and roared as he came inside me. I felt his cock pulsing and a heat in my guts as he filled me with his hot spunk. I savoured the moment as I felt him shooting in my arse and Rebecca's cunt twitched on my cock embedded deeply in her. I licked my lips tasting salty spunk.
When he pulled out, I felt his cream flowing out of my abused and stretched hole so I pulled out of Rebecca and rolled onto my back. She wasted no time in mounting my stiff shaft and started riding me enthusiastically. What a sight, her heavy tits bouncing and slapping with cum dripping off her chin onto them. I saw a string of spunk swinging from her nipple and twisted myself up to take her tit in my mouth. She leaned forward to slap her spunky tits in my face as she rode me before leaning back again to give me a good view of my hard cock being engulfed by her swollen cunt. She started to frig her clit and a stream of almost unintelligible filth left her mouth as she groaned, gasped and writhed before finally stiffening and screaming as he came with my cock embedded in her. As her cunt walls spasmed it was too much for me and my cock exploded in her, my knob shooting a heavy load deep into her womb. We collapsed shuddering into each other, both of us crying tears of pleasure and ecstasy as our pulses raced and the blood pounded hotly through our veins. I could feel our mixed juices running down my balls and hot spunk trickling down my arse crack.
"Are you ready for your present?"
I looked up to see Sandra grinning above me. Not waiting for an answer, she climbed onto the bed and straddled my face with her thighs. Lowering her pussy to my mouth I inhaled the musky scent of her freshly fucked pussy before her wet lips met mine and I plunged my tongue into her dripping hole, unleashing a torrent of Dave's cum into my hungry mouth.
I licked every last drop from her pussy before we all collapsed on the bed together. The rest of the night was a bit more sedate - I fucked Rebecca again, then Sandra before finishing in the arse of the black steward. Dave fucked the girls before the stewards decided they were having his cock and held him down as they sucked him off. He didn't protest too much I noticed and came gallons which the stewards hungrily shared with each other.
I vaguely remember us curling up together, six naked bodies entwined on the huge double poster. As my eyes closed for the last time, I watched Rebecca and Sandra kiss each other goodnight as a drop of cum rolled slowly down Sandra's cheek.
And that's how the maid found us in the morning.