As I walked up the gangway I thought to myself, ‘Tammy, you really need this.’ My husband, Ross and I hadn’t had a vacation in three years, work had been so pressing that we were just unable to get away. Now I was on board the luxury cruise ship for twelve days of relaxation and fun in the southern Caribbean.
Our cabin was large with a separate bedroom and a small, private balcony. We looked around our accommodations as we unpacked and were very pleased that we had splurged for the suite rather than a regular cabin.
Once we had unpacked we took a walk around the ship and I found the built-up stress just peeling away, I hadn’t felt this good in years and looking at Ross I knew he felt the same. This was a wise choice for both of us, no cell phones, no computers, just us, the ocean and twelve days of lazy enjoyment.
There were eight of us around our table for dinner that first night; Lisa and Gerry, a retired couple from Michigan; Neil, an airline pilot from the UK and Freda from Germany who was with her aged parents, Karl and Effie. It was an interesting mix of people with varied interests that made dinner an enjoyable event.
Ross and I awoke at six the next morning and strolled along the deck to the swimming pool for our morning dip, we do this at home and old habits die hard. Lisa and Gerry were standing at the rail near the pool and we stopped for a chat, we liked this couple and enjoyed our few minutes together before diving into the water. The swim sharpened our appetites and we headed down for breakfast. On the way we stopped at the climbing wall and watched the four or five passengers cavorting above. I have always been afraid of heights and was amazed to see how relaxed they seemed up there. ‘There’s Neil up there,’ Ross said and I watched as he moved with ease and grace to the very top of the wall before abseiling down.
He removed his climbing harness and walked over to us, ‘Morning Ross, Tammy, beautiful day,’ he said, ‘I’m ready for breakfast.’
‘We’re heading there ourselves, why don’t you join us,’ invited Ross.
‘Love to,’ he replied and off we went.
Between bites of my omelet I asked Neil where he’d learn to climb and discovered that during his teen years he and friends spent many weekends and summer holidays climbing and although he loved the sport, his career as a pilot now left little time for it. I asked where his wife was since he was wearing a wedding band and he said, in a quite matter-a-fact manner that she had died two years earlier and that he was on the mend. It was the first real vacation he had had in five years, he planned to retire in two years and hoped to trek into Everest base camp, visit Alaska, tour the South Pacific and see more than just the airports. We parted company after breakfast and I commented to Ross what a nice guy Neil seemed to be and my husband concurred.
The next couple of days were spent swimming, eating, sun bathing, swimming, eating and more eating. We took in a show but for the most part, we just unwound and got used to the relaxed, easy-going pace on board the ship.
Our dinners continued to be very entertaining; Karl had told us that he worked for the German government in several places around the globe and Ross was convinced he was a spy; Neil had lots of interesting stories to tell about near disasters and strange passengers; Lisa and Gerry entertained us with there many travel adventures and Freda and Effie always seemed happy and interested in the conversations but remained spectators for the most part.
It was at dinner on our fourth night that I found myself chatting exclusively to Neil and suddenly blurted that I had always found a pilot’s uniform very sexy. Neil took the comment in stride saying many women seem to and perhaps it’s the gold braid. He said he had his uniform with him since he had come directly from a conference and that maybe he would wear it for me one night, just to see if I thought he looked sexy in it.
I felt a rush of excitement and felt flushed at the thought of seeing him in his uniform, he looked alright to me in his casual slacks and shirt. He must have sensed I was a little embarrassed and immediately changed the subject and asked if I’d seen the dolphins and porpoises earlier that day.
That night I came out of the bathroom naked and Ross was laying on the bed reading. I flopped down beside him and gently rubbed his groin. He dropped his newspaper, rolled towards me and kissed me passionately on the lips. ‘Coming on this cruise is the best decision we‘ve made in a long time, I feel ten years younger he said as his hand slipped between my legs.
Our lovemaking that night was intense and more satisfying than it had been in quite a while and from time to time I found myself thinking of Neil in and out of his uniform.
We followed our usual morning routine on the fifth day but after breakfast went back to our cabin. During our meal, Ross had caressed my inner thighs and I had felt his erection through his shorts. We were like a couple of k**s again, the pressures of everyday life a blurred memory, we couldn’t wait to get back to the cabin. Ross was like a wild man, he groped me all the way down the companionway and once inside the cabin he tore off the few clothes I was wearing, pushed me gently onto the bed and tongued my pussy and clitoris with more energy than I had known in years. He stood and unzipped his shorts, his erection was strong and he wasted little time inserting it into my wet slit. He fucked me with passion and vigour and I responded in kind, it was like when we were first married. We climaxed almost together and Ross lay on top of me as he softened, we were both a little breathless.
‘Gee, it’s like we’re in our twenties again.’ You were hard to keep up with then, said Ross still a little out of breath. Remember how we considered looking for another male to join our lovemaking?’
‘Yes I do but work and k**s seemed to get in the way,’ I replied. I often think we should have just gone ahead and done it anyway, I must have worked you pretty hard.’
‘That you did my little sex maniac, how do you feel about it now?’ quipped Ross, his breathing almost back to normal.
‘Feel about what?’
‘Someone joining us.’
‘Aren’t we a bit old for that sort of thing?’ I queried.
‘Not at all, I read somewhere that people in their fifties and sixties are enjoying the things they missed when work and raising k**s took most of their time and energy.’
‘Well, how do you feel about it?’ I asked.
‘It’s something that’s always turned my crank whenever I think about it and, at the time, you were very keen on the idea,’ said Ross.
‘Umm, that’s true, it might be fun, but finding the right person is the most difficult thing I would imagine,’ I replied, still in quiet thought. The fact was the idea of two men sharing me had always been exciting to me but was put on the back burner, now, with more free time and the k**s off and married perhaps it was time to experience some things we had missed. The right person……that was the key……the right person.
There was a 60’s dance advertised on the ship’s bulletin board for that evening and since it was our music we planned to attend. The room was full and the DJ played a good selection of tunes from that era. We had a few drinks, danced and sang along to a lot of songs then took a break to get some fresh air at the rail and bumped into Neil.
‘Enjoying the music?’ he asked.
‘Yes, we just came out for a bit of air, we’re not getting any younger,’ Ross said wiping his hand across his forehead.
‘None of us are,’ he responded, ‘can I buy you both a drink?’ and nodded back to the dance.
‘Sure, thanks,’ Ross and I said in unison and we headed back to the 60’s.
We managed to find a table and while Ross and I sat Neil went to the bar and delivered the drinks. I felt refreshed after taking the sea air and was moving to the music in my chair, I glanced over to Ross and motioned to the dance floor. He shook his head saying he felt a little tired and wanted to sit for a while. I looked at Neil and he looked at Ross. ‘Go ahead, have a good time,’ said my husband and we took to the floor.
After a couple of fast dances the DJ played The Twist by Chubby Checker, which everyone enjoyed even though there were plenty of wobbly legs when it finished. The next song was Unchained Melody by the Righteous b*****rs and there was a brief moment’s hesitation when Neil and I just looked at each other before he took me in his arms and held me close. I snuggled into his neck and we drifted with the music. It was mid way through the song when I felt Neil’s erection through my thin summer dress and rather than pull away I allowed him to rub against me and thought how attracted I was to this man. I could feel a growing wetness between my legs and had an urge to fondle him right there on the dance floor but the song ended and we made our way back to the table.
‘Have a nice time?’ Ross asked after we sat down and I replied immediately that it was great and gave a sideways glance to Neil that I hoped came across as sexy and approving. Ross certainly caught it and gave a little smirk.
We sat, chatted and listened to the music; Ross bought some more drinks and then we decided to call it a night. The three of us made or way to our cabins and when we came to an intersection we began to turn right and Neil left. Ross stopped, and said, ‘Fancy at nightcap at our place?’
‘Love to,’ Neil replied, ‘but I need to freshen up first, all that dancing you know.’
‘Fine, we do too; see you in half an hour, cabin 2256?’
‘I’ll be there, thanks,’ said Neil and wandered off down the corridor.
‘So, what happened?’ Ross asked as he closed the cabin door.
I told him and confessed how I had felt and that I was still wet just thinking about it. Ross embraced me and caressed my bum then moved a hand between my legs. ‘Wow, you are wet; maybe you need two cocks to put this fire out.’
‘Maybe I do, we’ll see,’ I replied, shaky at the thought.
We showered and Ross suggested I wear a t-shirt and my very short denim mini with no bra or panties. ‘Give Neil a lot to look at and see what happens,’ he said.
There was a knock on the cabin door, Ross opened it and there stood Neil dressed in his pilot’s uniform. He looked better than I ever had imagined and my legs went a bit weak. He took a long, approving look at me and Ross, seeing this, commented, ‘She looks good with almost nothing on, eh Neil?’
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‘She sure does,’ Neil replied and whistled through his teeth.
‘Good evening Captain, you look very smart and may I add very, very sexy. Scotch?’ I said in a voice that I hoped sounded provocative. He nodded and I prepared three drinks on the rocks.
We sat with Neil opposite me and Ross off to the side, I made sure my skirt rode up as I sat down, giving my pilot a view almost to my naked pussy, the nipples on my full breasts were poking through my thin t-shirt in sexual excitement. I felt and looked very slutty as I spread my legs until I was sure Neil could see all the way to my wet crotch. I was becoming hornier by the second at the thought of sex with Ross and my pilot and wanted to have them both now.
Ross, perceptive as ever, rose and turned on the radio. He found some very sultry music and suggested that Neil and I dance since we had so much fun earlier. As we came together I felt Neil’s erection immediately, I slowly moved my hips into the hardness, exaggerating the movement gradually until I was grinding myself against his cock. I lifted my head and we kissed and his hands hiked up my short skirt and caressed my bottom. I rubbed his penis with my hand through his pants as he squeezed my b**sts and then placed a hand on my pussy. Two fingers easily slid into me and he explored my vagina and tweaked my clitoris. As we continued to maul each other Ross came up behind me and massaged my tits with both hands while sticking his dick between my legs.
I was very excited; I had my husband and my pilot feeling me all over and two hard cocks just moments away from fucking me. I knelt down and unzipped Neil’s pants and quickly exposed his erection, Ross was already naked and as my two men stood on either side of me I alternated sucking and masturbating them. Neil took my arm after a while and led me over to a chair; I sat down, lay back, spread my legs and Neil began to eat me while Ross stuck his dick in my mouth. I was so aroused by this fantasy-come-true that I was climaxing over and over again. I continued to take Ross’ penis in my mouth as Neil stood over me and plunged his cock into me. It felt so good, why hadn’t we done this before I thought.
It was warm in the cabin and we were all feeling the heat, Neil withdrew and said, ‘Come with me’. He took off the rest of his uniform and we walked over to the balcony, opened the door and we felt the cool, ocean breeze. ‘Bend over and grab the rail,’ he said. As I bent over Neil hiked up my skirt and pushed up my t-shirt and entered me from behind and fondled my tits. He turned to Ross after a couple of minutes and said, ‘Your turn, my friend,’ and as Neil withdrew Ross drove his cock into me. I gazed out at the ocean, lost in a haze of horniness as they alternated fucking me this way until both came with strong ejaculations inside me. My two men were temporarily satisfied but I was still hot, still cumming and still wanting more cock.
We went back inside and Ross poured us all another drink. I sat between Neil and Ross on the couch, the guys were naked and I still had my skirt and t-shirt hiked up exposing all of me and as we chatted idly they fondled me and I did my best to bring their cocks back to hardness.
It was past 2:00a.m., ‘I should be off, thank you for a brilliant evening….the first such evening in two years to be honest,’ said Neil.
As he stood to gather his uniform I heard myself saying somewhere off in the distance, ‘Please don’t go, stay with us tonight, I want you to sl**p with us tonight.’
Neil looked at me and then at Ross and received an approving nod. The three of us climbed naked into the king-size bed with me in the middle and as I faced Ross, Neil had his hard cock in my pussy from behind and we drifted off to sl**p. I awoke about 4:30 to feel Noel gently pumping his dick into me. I was very wet and it felt so good to have this much sex at different times of the day and night. As Ross slept, I f***ed my bottom into Neil until we both experienced powerful climaxes. It was just after 7:00 when Ross slid his penis into me. I was on my back with Ross thrusting into me when Neil awakened and realized what was happening, he squeezed and kissed my erect nipples and pinched my clit. Ross came and as he rolled off me Neil took his place. I had never had this much sex or climaxed so much in a 24 hour period before but I knew I liked it and wanted to have more of it. When Neil came he shot his sperm over may face and then we kissed passionately while Ross fingered my very responsive pussy.
As we had breakfast that morning there were lots of sly glances and self-satisfied smiles passed back and forth between us. Freda commented that we three looked a little tied this morning and Neil said we had stayed late at the dance last night. It seemed to satisfy Freda and the conversations returned to normal as I ate my eggs knowing that Neil would be in our cabin after lunch and staying overnight, however, I was sure a small smile crossed her face as she looked down and returned to her g****fruit. I couldn’t help the feeling that this lady knew everything that was going on with Ross, Neil and I. She was extremely observant and I wondered if Ross was correct and that her father was indeed a spy and she had inherited the trait.
That afternoon and evening were spent mostly naked as we enjoyed each other in various ways; talking, fondling and intercourse all over the cabin in different positions, I had never been so sexually fulfilled and had a perpetual smile on my face. Ross appeared more relaxed than ever and wanted me all the time, this had certainly turned into our best vacation ever. I fell asl**p late that night on my right side, holding Ross’ cock and feeling Neil’s erection deep inside me.
An early start the following morning was necessary as we were docking at St. Lucia for a visit of several hours. There were organized tours of the island but the three of us hated such touristy things and ventured off to explore on our own.
After spending a couple of hours in the quaint town we headed for a narrow trail that wound its way along the cliffs and afforded great views of the ocean and the lush, forested hills that comprised most of this island. About two kilometers along the path the trail forked; left into the forest and right to a steep decent down the cliff to the ocean. It was hot so we decided to tackle the route to the ocean and cool off with a swim.
From the top of the cliff the trail looked much more precipitous than it actually was and we were on the beach in less than ten minutes. We walked along the deserted sand for a while and came upon a small sheltered bay. Ross took a blanket from his knapsack and spread it on the sand near the base of the cliff. I thought what a beautiful spot this was, so quiet and secluded.
‘Last one in buys dinner,’ I yelled and began stripping off. The guys sprang into action and we were racing naked across the beach. Neil tripped in the soft sand as Ross and I waded into the shallow water, laughing.
We swam, splashed each other and groped a lot before returning to the blanket. Ross took out his camera and snapped a few photos of Neil and me as we kissed and fondled before he asked me to sit on a nearby rock.
The rock was almost rectangular in shape, about 1m high x 2m wide x 2½m long and I sat provocatively as Ross took a few pictures. Urged on by the two men, my poses became more and more raunchy; I spread my legs, played with myself and got on all fours and gave the boys a good look at my bottom and pussy. I looked around and both men were stroking their erections. Neil came over and began fondling my backside and vagina before kneeling and flicking my clit with his tongue. Ross carried on taking pictures as Neil stood and I received his cock into my eager pussy. He pulled out and sat on the rock in front of me and my mouth enveloped his hard-on as I felt Ross slide his dick over my pussy lips.
Their cocks were not the only hard things I felt, the rock was killing my knees so I pulled away and told the guys it was their turn to be photographed. They sat on the edge of the rock and leaned back on their elbows, their hard cocks jutting into the air. I took a few shots from various angles before asking them to masturbate and captured them playing with themselves before running towards the blanket and calling, ‘Now bring your hard cocks over here.’
I lay on the blanket and Ross and Neil flopped down on either side of me and I fondled their dicks as they kissed my breasts and caressed between my legs. Ross pulled me over him in the sixty-nine position and Neil lay so I could suck both cocks at the same time.
Ross was driving me crazy with his tongue and I panted, ‘Fuck me Neil, fuck me.’ He maneuvered behind me and Ross spread my wet pussy lips with his fingers and Neil entered me easily. I shuddered with multiple orgasms as Neil screwed me and Ross continued to play with my clitoris as I sucked his cock. Ross splashed cum down my throat and shortly afterward Neil exploded deep inside me. I rolled off Ross and we lay on the blanket for a few minutes before taking another quick dip and donning our clothes for the trip back to town.
We strolled back along the beach, kicking the surf and checking for anything interesting in the flotsam and jetsam. We picked up a few shells but nothing else and by the time we reached town we had developed quite an appetite. A small restaurant, just off the beaten tourist track, provided an excellent dinner and Neil insisted on paying since he was last in for our swim. By the time we boarded our boat we were ready for bed but decided it was best to use this bedtime for sl**p so we said our farewells at the corridor junction and went to our cabins.
I slept like a log and awoke refreshed but Ross said he had been up most of the night with a very upset tummy and didn’t feel well at all - it was also pouring rain. I went to breakfast alone and sat with the usual group and we said our good mornings. Neil gave me a wink and I returned a smile and this was not lost on Freda as she glanced quickly at both of us before asking, ‘Where’s Ross this morning?’
I gave everyone the news and noticed that Freda looked very disappointed and remained silent for the remainder of breakfast. Neil and I wandered back to my cabin to check on Ross. He was worse than when I left for breakfast and had been to see the ship’s doctor who had prescribed some medication. When he is sick he just wants to be left alone, he can’t stand any fussing on my part. He told us to leave him alone and go have a nice time; he was going to stay close to the washroom for a while and try and get some rest as he felt very tired. Neil suggested we go for a walk and went to his cabin for a rain jacket. As I put on my coat I asked Ross if he really didn’t mind me spending time alone with Neil. He said he was not jealous and had no fears of me flying off into the sunset with my pilot. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek and as I opened the cabin door to leave he said, ‘Tammy, I really mean it, have a good time, now get out of here and leave me to my misery, see you later.’
The weather on deck was rather wild but invigorating and a few other brave souls were out walking but the pool, climbing wall and other on-deck attractions were deserted. After twenty minutes or so we ducked into a café and enjoyed a coffee. I was feeling horny again and must have given Neil a look that told him everything, as I was fantasizing about having his cock inside me he suggested that we go back to his cabin. ‘Let me check on Ross first,’ I said and we made our way below.
Ross was sl**ping soundly so I left the cabin quietly and joined Neil in the corridor. Once in his cabin we embraced, kissed and fondled each other even before removing our rain coats. I pulled away and went into the bathroom to freshen up and as I closed the door behind me I saw Neil’s uniform hanging on the back of the door.
I felt incredibly sexual as I came out of the bathroom wearing only Neil’s pilots’ jacket. The buttons were undone and my otherwise naked body was exposed for his eyes and touch. I slinked over to him and felt his hard cock push against me through his slacks as we embraced. The jacket had certainly aroused me in the same way as when I wear erotic lingerie, stockings and high heels or when I occasionally go without panties so Ross can discretely feel me up in a restaurant or other public place. I broke our embrace and knelt on a nearby chair with my ass high in the air. I pulled the jacket up a little so Neil could see my more-than-ready pussy and his cock sprang to attention as he dropped his slacks and moved behind me. For the next two hours we enjoyed each other and only reluctantly got dressed to go for lunch.
I wanted to check on Ross and Neil wanted to spend some time on the climbing wall since the rain had passed so after lunch we headed for our respective cabins. As we strolled along the deck Freda stopped us and asked after Ross. Her interest seemed more than just casual and I had noticed that she was more animated whenever she spoke of him or sat beside him at meals – did she have a crush on my husband? She was not unattractive but did little to enhance her looks; she wore no make-up and her clothes could only be described as frumpy. With a bit of effort I felt sure she would turn heads.
Ross was awake when I entered our cabin and said he was feeling much better. Later I picked up some sandwiches and we ate in the cabin and stayed there for the rest of the evening. The following morning dawned warm and sunny and Ross was back to his normal self and we took our walk on deck before breakfast. Freda was happy to see Ross and they chatted together while I flirted, (subtly I hoped), with Neil as we rubbed legs beneath the table.
We stopped at Bermuda that afternoon and arrived back at the ship very late and a little tipsy and went straight to bed. Neil had bumped into an old friend in the bar we were in and was reliving past glories. At breakfast next morning he looked a little worse for wear and ate only toast and drank a little tea before announcing that he was going back to bed. Ross and I enjoyed our final full day on our wonderful cruise and were looking forward to the dance that evening with mixed emotions.
The dance was thirty minutes old when we arrived, Ross in his grey suit and me in a tight, black dress that came a few inches above the knee and, at Ross’ request, I wasn’t wearing panties, only a garter belt to hold up my black, seamed stockings. I felt very sexy and hoped Neil would be recovered from his hangover and feel like slow-dancing. I need not have worried; he was standing at the bar chatting to a very attractive woman and waved us over. I felt just a little jealous as we approached but was more surprised when I recognized the lady was Freda.
It was an amazing transformation; gone were the baggy, formless clothes and unattractive spectacles, her blue, satin dress hugged her shapely curves and its low-cut front exposed a large amount of cleavage. The glasses must have given way to contacts because she had mentioned earlier that she was as blind as a bat without them. I commented how nice she looked and she returned the compliment adding that since it was the last night she would let her hair down and take a well-earned break from chaperoning her parents. Ross ordered a round of drinks and we found a table for four.
Freda edged her chair close to Ross as we sat and chatted, he didn’t seem to mind and I wondered if the evening was about to get interesting. Neil asked Freda to dance and I joined Ross on the dance floor. I whispered that Freda looked like a different person and Ross agreed, added teasingly, ‘Perhaps you have lost your pilot.’
I gave his leg a hard nudge with my knee and said, ‘By the way, she’s been fawning over you, I think you might have gained a German girlfriend.’
‘Ah, don’t be silly.’ he replied, glancing at Freda’s rear end as she swayed with Neil, and then added, ‘Do you think so? She certainly does look good; I wouldn’t mind having a crack at her.’
His leg received another nudge from my knee and I said in reply, ‘I think so and maybe you will.’
After a couple of dances we returned to our table and Neil got another round of drinks. Freda took every opportunity to touch Ross and he began to do the same as our conversations became more animated, due partly to the alcohol and partly to the excitement/emotion of this being the last night of the cruise. Our table was situated in a rather dark corner of the room and as Ross and Freda petted I ventured a hand onto Neil’s leg. He responded with an approving smile and my hand moved to his crotch and found his hard cock and caressed it through his pants. ‘Like to dance?’ he said and I nodded in reply. We danced slowly and close, I nuzzled into his neck and felt his erection against my tummy. At some point I looked around and saw Ross dancing with Freda, his hand drifting down to caress her backside. I nuzzled back into Neil’s neck and thought of what might happen later.
The evening progressed with more drinks, dancing and chat. As Ross and Freda were snuggling on the dance floor Neil and I sat and chatted as I gently stroked his hard-on and he found my bare pussy lips and clit with his fingers under my hiked up dress. I felt deliciously sinful fondling and being fondled in a public place; I was very wet and looking forward to going back to the cabin.
At eleven a buffet was set up and we tucked into the salads, seafood and fruit with enthusiasm. After completing the meal Ross asked if we would like another round or go back to our cabin for a tot of very good scotch. It should be no surprise that we agreed on the later and went; only a little tipsily, along the corridors to our cabin.
As Neil, Freda and I sat separately about the cabin Ross produced the single malt and passed the glasses around. ‘To a wonderful cruise and good friends,’ Ross toasted and we sipped on the amber liquid. Ross sat in a chair and for a few seconds all was quiet, no one knew quite what to do next. It was Freda would led the way, she stood and declared, ‘I’ve wanted to do this for over a week,’ and she strode across the cabin, sat on Ross’ lap and gave him a long, passionate kiss on the lips. Her dress rode up and her stocking tops were showing as she mouthed Ross and he began to fondle her ass and breasts. I looked from them to Neil and he just smiled and I was on his lap in a second. Freda stood and removed her dress, panties and bra then knelt in front of Ross, unzipped his pants and began sucking his hard dick. Ross cupped his hands behind her head and pulled her onto the full length of his erection. Neil picked me up and placed me on the chair. He pulled up my dress and since I hadn’t worn panties my pussy was immediately available to his tongue and fingers. My pussy was dripping with cum as Neil stood and dropped his pants and underwear exposing his very erect penis. I leaned forward and took it into my mouth, licking around the head before plunging it deep into my throat.
Freda, wearing only stockings and heels, walked past Neil and me, leading Ross by his cock, into the bedroom. We followed shortly afterward; Ross had his face buried between Freda’s legs as she lay back on the bed. I removed my dress and lay on my back beside her. We moaned as the men brought us to climax after climax until they both stood and, in unison, drove their cocks into us. They fucked us side be side, matching their strokes in and out. It was incredibly exciting; I kept cumming and cumming and by the noise Freda was making, she was also. The men pulled out and turned us over onto all fours and entered us doggy-style. I have always loved this position as the cock goes so deep and I pushed back hard to meet Neil’s thrusting. The guys swapped positions and Ross fucked me while Neil fucked Freda. They swapped again and both men exploded deep inside us at almost the same time. I stayed on all fours and Neil began to tease my clit with his tongue bringing me to yet another climax. Ross lay on the bed beside me and sucked my nipples as Freda climbed on top of him and rubbed her cum-soaked pussy on his softening cock.
We lay on the bed for another half hour, fondling each other and chatting about our time together. Freda dressed, said her goodnights and added that she would see us in the morning. Neil stayed and I fell into an uneasy sl**p with his cock between my legs and Ross nibbling my tits as I tickled his balls.
I had sex with Neil and Ross early in the morning then we prepared to leave the ship. We said our goodbyes to our little group of tablemates, including Freda, who was back to her normal, frumpy self and walked, somewhat reluctantly, down the gangway to the dock. At the taxi stand I hugged Neil and we thanked each other for a wonderful time saying we would see each other soon, even though we both knew we wouldn’t. Ross shook his hand and climbed into the cab. As the taxi pulled away I looked out the back window and watched Neil wave until we turned right and he was gone.
I felt sad that I would never see my pilot again and Ross sensed my unease. ‘Great cruise,’ he said with an air of satisfaction in his voice.
‘Yes,’ I replied rather flatly.
‘Here,’ Ross said, handing me a sheet of paper.
I read the dates, July 14, July 31, August 10, August 28, etc. etc. ‘What are these? I said.
‘The dates when Neil will be landing in Toronto, he will be spending his stopovers with us.’