Pleasure Cruise

We have always had a fascination with private sailing trips in the Caribbean. To freely sail among the beautiful islands, the turquoise waters, and the incredible food created in these tropical communities has always been a passion of ours.

Recently, we purchased a sailing yacht, made possible by the passing of a generous relative. Krista and I have experienced a variety of private charters, traditional, as well as clothing optional. We knew we wanted to offer a different experience for ourselves and our friends and guests.

In our experience, it was the crew who always made the experience memorable. With so many quality yachts competing for business, we believed that our ability to provide a crew steeped in hospitality, as well as open sexuality, was a unique differentiator for the customers we sought to attract.

Being bisexual, we wanted to provide a luxury experience, with no limitations on the services provided for all genders and lifestyles.

My wife, Krista, is a wonderful blend of German and Danish, possessing blonde hair, striking blue eyes, large natural breasts, and the most incredible ass you have ever experienced. I adore her full, natural DD breasts, voluptuous ass, and bald pussy.

Her sexual interests are varied. We enjoy our intimate sex life, as well as partners of both sexes, multiple partners, and BDSM play. Play that provides a balanced mix of pleasure and pain, with Krista in her favored role as the dominant director of scenarios, is a common theme.

I handled the business side of our new venture. Krista spent her hours researching all of the potential crew in the area. The island sailing community is teeming with talent on the water, logistical experts, and those with mechanical aptitudes.

These were the typical employees at the competitive firms, good at sailing, but not necessarily as willing to give themselves fully to the clients. we would expect that, as well as being available to us as the owners.

Krista has always preferred couples of Caribbean nationalities, as well as black men and women. She loves the contrast of their dark hands against her fair skin while squeezing her large tits, and pulling on her thick nipples. Her goal was to find a captain with these attributes, knowledge of the islands and different cultures, and also willing to please both women and men.

After a series of frustrating dead ends, she was directed to local watering hole by a bartender friend of ours who suggested that there was a couple who were looking for an opportunity to captain his first vessel, with a wife who was professionally trained by some of the top hospitality companies in the world.

Krista arrived at the bar, the thumping sound of Jamaican reggae music playing, as the orange sunset painted the western horizon. Once she was seated and had ordered her first rum drink, a tall, fit, striking black man approached her, and introduced himself as Malik, and said that he understood she was looking for a captain for her ship. As he smiled, his face glowed behind a set of brilliant white teeth, and his bald head reflected the warm glow of the bar's lights.

"I've been working on yachts in these islands since I was 16. But, I've been denied the opportunity to captain my own vessel. I am just what you are looking for, and I will do a terrific job for you, and for your business," Malik said confidently.

After discussing some of the formalities of the job, Krista asked him how well he interacted with the ship's passengers in the past, and how open he would be to engage in pleasuring them in whatever way they asked. With that, she slid her hand across his knee, and gently squeezed his thigh.

"And by that, I mean, would you be willing to pleasure the owner in any way she demanded?" Krista inquired.

At that moment, Malik's wife, Kai, arrived. She was a true, full bodied tropical beauty, with dark skin, a full cleavage spilling out her silk top, and full hips under her silk skirt.

"Am I interrupting something?" she asked. "Malik?"

Malik rose to his feet, and stammered that this was the yacht owner he had told her about, and they were discussing the possibility of him captaining this ship.

"I'm Krista", my wife offered. "I was just asking your husband if he would be willing to please my guests in any way they wished, as we are looking to provide the utmost in private experiences in the Caribbean. Does this bother you?" she asked.

"M'am, if it will provide Malik the opportunity to finally achieve his dream of being a captain, you may enjoy BOTH of us as you wish", she replied with a warm inviting smile. "I'm his wife, Kai."

"in that case, please join us" replied Krista.

Following additional cocktails, and a dinner of conch, Krista invited them to come back to our villa and meet me. I was working at my desk when the three of them arrived, happy and tipsy from celebrating their newfound relationship. After introductions all around, Krista offered cocktails to everyone as we settled into our sitting room to get to know each other.

Malik outlined his impressive experience, and shared that he had met Kai on one of her first cruises after she left the luxury hotel business to take a job as a ship hostess. She was now well respected throughout the community as a senior stewardess. We discussed the ship, and he was familiar with it in great detail. It was immediately evident that he was eminently qualified, and it was evident that he was a strong and physically striking man.

Krista shared that she had told Malik and Kai our plans for the business, and our expectations that all of the crew would be discreet in what they earned, saw, and provided to the guests, including sexual relations. She announced that they were very open to our lifestyle, and expressed a willingness to lead such a crew.

Kai added that she and Malik had an open sexual lifestyle themselves, and while they had worked on clothing optional cruises previously, they had always fantasized about such an arrangement, and had love making sessions based on guests that they saw naked on the ship during the day.

Krista, always seizing an opportunity to dominate the situation, suggested that perhaps they should show us what we were getting in hiring them as our ship leadership couple. "Kai, I would like you to start by slowly undressing in front of us. Malik, I would like you to come sit beside me, so I am between you and Tom while she performs for us."

Malik stood and kissed his wife, deeply, their tongues intertwining. He nodded at her and moved to a spot next to Krista on the sofa.

I stood and put some reggae dance music on the stereo to create the right mood. Kai began to softly undulate her full woman hips in time to the music, never taking her eyes off of Krista. As her hips swayed to the thumping steel drums, she slowly slid the top button on her silk blouse out of its place, revealing more of her trapped cleavage inside her black lace bra. She slid her hands up her sides, pushing her full tits together, lifting up her cleavage for us to see, then dropped it suddenly, causing her chest to bounce naturally.

Her fingers slid down the fabric to her next button, halfway between her bust and navel, and let it go as the weight of her large boobs in her bra pushed her top further open. She started to spin as she danced, shaking her big ass for us to enjoy, looking back over her shoulder to wink at Malik. While spinning, she pulled her silk blouse free from the waist of her skirt. As she pulled back around, Kai slid the last button from its hole, and pulled her blouse open to reveal her dark skin and black bra, letting us enjoy her body, as the music continued to fill the room.

As she showed off her body, Krista reached across to Malik's and my crotches at the same time, feeling us up, measuring our enjoyment. It was evident, as I looked over, that the lump in Malik's linen pants was far superior to the one forming in mine. Krista winked at me as she noted this also.

As our attention returned to Kai, she had turned her back once again to show off her shapely ass, and slowly lowered the zipper. It was evident that she was wearing the skimpiest of bikini panties her ass would allow. She teased us all as she lowered and then raised the waist of her skirt, flashing her panties and the ass crack that rose above them. It was evident that after all of the cocktails, she was enjoying this playful striptease as much as her audience.

Finally she turned to us, and lowered the front of her skirt slowly, down her stomach, down past the top of her matching black lace panties, down her thick but muscular thighs, down the length of her legs, before letting it fall to the floor around her heeled feet.

She immediately crossed her arms lengthwise down her front, attempting to cover herself while awaiting her next move. Krista suddenly rose, asking her to stay like that, and crossed the room to Kai. She took her face in both hands, and pressed her lips to Kai's, as Kai responded by opening her mouth to allow Krista's tongue to enter. My wife does not have a lot of experience as a lesbian, but is healthily bisexual,and I could tell was extremely turned on by this performance.

She told Kai to stay facing us, as she slowly walked around her, admiring her, dragging her fingertips across Kai's dark skin.

Once behind Kai, Krista proceeded to start kissing her shoulders, her neck, her ears, running her hands down her shoulders, and arms, down to her hands. She put Kai's arms straight down at her sides, and began to trace the straps and cups of Kai's bra, outlining its shape down her cups, across her cleavage, up the other cups, and up the other strap. She then outlined the outside of her bra straps, down the sides, and around the back.

Kai was obviously shaking with the he soft, deliberate teasing attention. Krista continued with her manipulative kisses throughout.

As her tracing ended at the back of her bra, Krista stretched the fabric, twisted it, and released the pressure on her bra. Instead of just taking it off, or dropping it quickly, Krista slowly slid first one, then the other strap slowly down Kai's arms, sliding her arms out of the strap holes, while still holding the cups against her breasts, denying Malik and I the pleasure of seeing her tits and nipples.

Slowly she lowered the cups, until just the tops of her large dark circles started to peek out over the cups. Krista reached into one of the cups and began to squeeze and pinch Kai's nipples, making them protrude through her bra, suggesting their length and thickness. Kai's head fell back against Krista's shoulder, moaning softly, encouraging her to continue the aggressive assault on her nubs.

Krista has such a great sense of when pain creates pleasure for her lovers, experienced by me often as she would slap my balls while leaving my cock untouched, proving to me by my growing erections that the pain is what caused my pleasure...something she would use throughout our marriage.

Seeing Kai's reactions, Krista dropped Kai's bra, allowing her large melon like tits to fall naturally on her chest, hanging down, while Krista continued her assault on her tender nips, twisting, pinching, pulling while Kai simply moaned encouragement and pressed her chest forward to make them available for more pain.

Krista then looked over at Malik and I, gazes transfixed on Kai's large tits and the way Krista was feeling her up and attacking her growing nipples.

"Pull down your pants", she directed to Malik and me. "Take off your underwear".

Knowing Krista as I do, when she is in the throes of bisexual activity, her directions and demands come from somewhere deep inside her, deep in her being. It is what drives her to be dominant. It is definitely not a time to question or discuss.

Without hesitation, I slid down my linen slacks, kicked off my loafers, and removed the pants. I hooked the inside of my briefs with my my thumbs, and pulled them down to my knees, then lifted my knees to kick them off my legs.

I'm not what you would consider an Adonis, as I'm overweight, but comfortable to be naked around others. I was about to enjoy that status as I looked over to see Malik lower his linen slacks, found that he was not wearing underwear, but simply a black lace thong that matched Kai's.

His chest and stomach were well muscled, toned to perfection under his beautiful ebony skin. The bulge that was obvious in his thong could only be described as swollen, and a thick, perfectly shaped dark black, almost dark blue, cock head swelled above his thong by several inches. His cock head was enormous.

This was not lost on Krista, who seemed hypnotized by the color, shape, and size of his manhood. She and I both froze as he slid his thong down the length of his shaft, when his cock popped out of the thong as he continued sliding it along his muscular thighs to come to rest at his ankles, where he bent to remove it.

You cannot sit next to a man of this stature, and not be ashamed and intimidated. My feelings of humiliation, often used by Krista in our sexual fantasizing, kicked into high gear, as I attempted to semi-cover myself.

Krista's pinching and pulling on Kai took on renewed vigor, as she continued looking at the thick black hose that was semi-erect next to me.

"You will both now reach across each other, and stroke each other's cocks. Don't be shy because you have both stroked other men before", Krista commanded.

I felt Malik's large hand cross my thigh, causing my heart to race, seeing his black skin against my lighter white skin. At the same time, I nervously reached across this incredible specimen, anxious to feel his thickness and length in my hand, touch that magnificent head, wrap my fingers around that thick shaft.

As I touched him, his cock twitched, as did mine as his hands found my thickening hard on. His cock was magnificent and felt incredible in my hand. I could barely fit my fist around its thickness, and enjoyed feeling it harden as I stroked it up and down.

Krista smiled as she kissed down Kai's black back, down her spine to her waist, and simultaneously pulled down on the waist of her tiny panties. As her panties slid down, Krista put her tongue between Kai's wide butt cheeks.

"Oh yes, LICK MY ASS, Krista!" Kai groaned. Kai reached for her cunt, only to have Krista slap her hand away.