Tiffany does a Caribbean Cruise 2

Tiffany and the Caribbean Cruise 2

Mark guided them to the Sky Bar on the highest deck. Obnoxious modern music was playing, but it wasn’t too loud. After receiving their drinks, Mark commented. “ You are a great fuck. Your pussy is tight and you are flexible. You suck cock well too.”

Tiffany smiled and looked down into her drink. Her head was reeling. She must have wanted this to happen. Why else the change of outfit? Something subconscious, she guessed.

“Go into the ladies room and push two fingers as far up inside you as you can. Scoop out your nectar and bring it back here to the bar.” Mark pointed to the Ladies room. Tiffany didn’t say anything, but she hesitated. “Go!” Mark repeated. Tiffany almost jumped and scurried into the half light.

When she returned, her hand carried upright, Mark said;”Wait for the bartender to come over. When he does make sure he is watching while you rub your fingers around the openings of my nose. Mark summoned the bartender with an upward bob of his head. When he approached Mark indicated to Tiffany to rub it on his nose. As she wiped the still wet digits along his nose, Mark said loudly; “You have the sweetest smelling pussy, Tiffany.” She tilted her head and stared daggers at Mark. The bartender hesitated and then said “Another round?.” “Just the check”, Mark smiled.

He guided them to the sundeck and up the stairs to the platform used for sunbathing during the day. In a variation on the famous scene from ‘Titanic’, they stood at the front edge of the railing. At this late hour, no one was around. Mark took Tiffany’s hips in his big hands and pulled her ass out and away from the rail. Tiffany was forced to support herself on the rail as her round cheeks raised to their limit in the stilletto’s. Mark unzipped himself, pushed up Tiffanys dress and entered her from the rear. She was still dripping from the earlier session and Marks stiff meat easily slid up into her tightness. “Oh.” Trish moaned into the warm night air as Mark held her and rhythmically pounded away. She shifted slightly to get her balance right as he stepped up the pace. Her breasts swayed back and forth with the rhythm. “Slap my ass.” She groaned. He complied and the thought of reddening her white globe added to his excitement. Mark grunted as he shot a load into her quivering pussy. He reached down and milked the semen from his ten incher into Tiffany. Mark repositioned her to face him. He reached down to her sex and pushed two fingers up inside her as far as they would reach. Her curved his fingers and scooped out some of the sticky load. With his other hand he pushed her head back slightly as he fed her the sauce. “Open your mouth and clean my fingers” He whispered into her ear. Tiffany’s eyes rolled back in her head as she opened her lipsticked mouth and sucked off Marks fingers.

“Say Thank You.” Mark instructed. Tiffany complied. “Tell me you are a lucky slut.” “I’m lucky.” Mark lightly slapped her cheek. “Say it all.” “I am a lucky slut to taste your come. Thank you for fucking me with your magnificent tool.” Mark pulled her close and smelled his own semen on her breath. “Thats right, now kneel down and clean off my cock and put it back.” Tiffany’s knees hurt as she knelt on the rough surface, but she was afraid to complain. She swallowd her juices and Marks sticky goo and pushed his now flaccid meat into the his shorts. Mark smirked as she stood back up. “Good slut.” Tiffany’s knees were aching. The pattern of the deck was impressed on them. Mark walked her to our cabin and told her to meet him at the surfrider bar tomorrow morning.

Tiffany returned to our cabin and found me deep asleep, as she expected. She carefully replaced the sexy clothes and ran a washcloth across her face. She had no trouble getting to sleep, she was exhausted.

The ship was at sea all day the next day. In the morning, on the way to pick up breakfast for us, she saw Mark and another guy in front of the elevator. “This is my friend Mike.” Mark gestured to a blonde surfer looking guy dressed in a Hawaiian print and shorts. Mike grinned at Tiffany. Apparently Mark had filled him in on last nights activities. Tiffany’s face flushed. “Asshole.” she thought. Mikes eyes took in Tiffany’s long legs and tight shorts. Tiffany explained “I’m in a hurry this morning.” She scurried away as the elevator door opened upon the buffet floor. “Nice”, Mike commented. “Maybe you’ll find out how nice!” Mark laughed.

After eating, Tiffany gave me a pain pill and a glass of water. The short meal and morning had tired me, again.

When Tiffany got dressed, she found herself giving hersself a light dusting of perfume around her pussy. “What is making me do these things?” She though to herself. As she adjusted her top she admired her firm breasts. “You’ve still got it baby.!” Tiffany realized that she craved the attention. She needed it. I wasn’t properly serving her, so she got it from Mark.

She went to the top of the ship where the surf feature was located. She sat at the bar nearby and ordered a Bloody Mary. Mark and Mike showed up about twenty minutes later and sat next to her. “Hey beautiful! Mark exclaimed. Tiffany frowned and said. “Thanks for being a blabbermouth.” Mark denied it and ordered a couple of beers. After awhile Tiffany warmed up and they began talking about the people riding the artificial surf.

After a couple of minutes, Mike excused himself. As soon as he left Mark invited Tiffany back to his Suite. She didn’t really want to go, but his will dominated her wishy washy resolve and she followed him, her cocktail buzz helped suppress her reluctance.

In the Suite, Mark took her in his arms and began to caress her. Tiffany felt her privates warm up and she looked up at Mark. He knew he had her and he began to remove her top and shorts. She reached down and unbuckled his shorts. His man missal stood out from his flat stomach and she gripped it. Mark moved her on to the bed. He stood at the side of the bed and she kneeled on the bed and took his meat into her mouth. Mark began to fuck her mouth. His hands were on either side of her skull as he slowly worked his throbbing cock in and out of her lips.

On the other side of the suite the wardrobe door silently opened and Mike crept out. Mark and he exchanged grins as Mike dropped his shorts to the floor and began to stroke his eight incher.

Tiffany was oblivious until Mike crawled up behind her on the bed. She was on her hands and knees with Mark in her throat. Her sex was on display and Mike mounted her. She jerked her head, but Mark had a firm control on her and she couldn’t resist. After a minute she gave in to the pleasure and relaxed. Mike and Mark high fived and celebrated her acquiescence. Mike began to pick up the pace. Tiffany was being pounded and she loved it. “Slap my ass.” She gasped around Marks meat. Mike began to slap her right ass cheek and it began to redden. Tiffany dropped Marks cock and lowered her head to the mattress. “Fuck me. Fuck me.”

Mark looked at Mike. “Way to go stud.” They both laughed at her as she moaned in pleasure.

Mark and Mike took turns with her pussy and mouth for the next thirty minutes. Finally Mike straddled Tiffanys chest and unloaded a three roper on Tiffanys breasts and neck. He dismounted and Mark followed suit by jacking a load on her face.

Tiffany laid on the bed panting, with two guys semen drying on her body.

She fell asleep as the boys dressed and headed off to lunch. “See you tonight, hot stuff.” Mark crowed as they closed the cabin door and headed down the hall.

Mike said: “I guess I’m buying, huh? She was a pretty hot fuck. Good cocksucker, too!” Mark laughed. “I think I’m going to book another cruise. This is too easy.”

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