Return of the Slut

Author's note

I am re-publishing this series under a different name.

It was inspired by a lady I met here on Literotica, she contacted me after reading my series 'The Making of a Slut' saying that she too is called Caroline and is a slut. She asked me to write some stories about her and her family. This series is therefore, completely, inspired by her but mostly just fantasy.

All persons in this series are over 18.

I hope you enjoy the series, however, if you are averse to rough sex please don't read on!

Please let me know what you think by sending feedback and by (hopefully) giving the stories a good mark.

Thank you

Jim

Sluts on Tour part 1

The excitement in the Ryan household was palpable. Following the generous bonus that Caroline and Stuart had earned they decided to take the family on holiday. After a long discussion about the relative pros and cons of different destinations they decided a cruise around the Mediterranean.

They picked a P&O cruise on one of their adult only ships, The Arcadia. Because of the size of the bonus, they had earned they decided to really 'push the boat out' and booked the Tokyo suit, on 'A' deck for Stuart and Caroline and the St. Troupe suit on 'B' deck for Bailey and Dulcie to share.

Both suites were at the stern of the boat and both had a lovely balcony.

During the last few weeks before departure, the girls had been involved in a frenzy of shopping. Bikinis, sexy clothes for the evenings and toiletries. There cruise was for 18 days and they all intended to dazzle each and every day.

Finally, the big day arrived and the taxi pulled up to take them down to Southampton to board. Thankfully they had booked a minivan so that they could fit the 4 of them and the 12 large suitcases that were filled to bursting. At one stage Stuart had asked Caroline, considering how skimpy the clothing was that their daughters wore, how they could possibly need so many cases.

The dock at Southampton was teaming with passengers everywhere, but thankfully because they had booked suites, they qualified for priority boarding. Even though the 3 women were dressed in leggings and tops they drew many admiring glances from the throng as they passed through. Their arrival hadn't gone unnoticed from the bridge either.

They got to their respective rooms, Stuart and Caroline on 'A' deck and the girls on 'B', they were greeted by their butler and Champagne and chocolates. Stuart phoned down to the girls and suggested that they came up and they all shared a drink. They polished off the bottle of Champagne before excitedly exploring the ship.

The boat was in chaos as all the rest of the passengers boarded so they decided to grab a quick meal and head for bed so they could be up bright and early in the morning. The next day was an 'at sea' day.

In the morning the sun was shining and, for spring, it was very warm. They were sailing down to Portugal and so the girls decided to take advantage of the pools and sunbathe. They phoned up to their mum and they agreed to all meet up at the Aquarius pool. Stuart wasn't keen on lying by a pool and so decided to leave the girls to it and visit the Art Galary and further explore the ship.

The three women, the mother and two daughters, arrived at the pool and stripped down to their bikinis. All three were wearing similar outfits, thong bottoms that exposed their show off their arse cheeks and tiny tops that exposed acers of creamy tit flesh, barely covering their nipples.

All the men around the pool thanked God that they were wearing sun glasses so that their wives couldn't see that they were staring at the sexy women parading around the pool.

The captain was conducting his daily walk around his ship and coincidentally arrived at the stern just as the three sluts were exposing their bodies. He noted that they were the same trio that had caught his attention when they boarded. The two young girls were sexy but their mother was the true definition of a MILF. She had had huge tits and a bubble butt and great legs. She had a beautiful face that looked like 'butter wouldn't melt', is made his cock twitch with need.

As the cruise continued everyone settled into a routine. They explored Lisbon & Alicante and threw themselves into shipboard life. All three women loved showing off their luscious bodies to the passengers and crew at every opportunity, wearing the least clothing that they could get away with, enjoying seeing cocks tenting trousers wherever they went.

Excitement had been building as the Black & White ball got closer. It was the highlight of the cruise. A special Micheline type meal followed by dancing. The dress code for the evening was black tie with the ladies to wear cocktail dress in monochrome.

Caroline and the girls had spent a long time choosing their outfits during their shopping spree before boarding and knew that they would look spectacular.

Dulcie wore a black crepe dress wrapped by a large Bardot neckline white bow. It was maxi length and had a sculpting corset and split wrap skirt. All she wore under the dress was one a special thong she had bought for the occasion a Destinos G-String with a pearl strung gusset.

Bailey wore a full-length V-necked tulle mermaid style dress in black with a pattern of white appliqued lace and with a thigh high split on the left-hand side. It hugged her figure beautifully. Underneath she wore a simple white thong.

Caroline wore a tie halter neck which plunged between her tits showing off acres of creamt tit flesh. It was floor length, with waist-cinching ruched paneling and was made of black fabric covered with seeded beading so it glittered and sparkled in the light. Thankfully her huge tits didn't need support as there was no way to 'hide' a bra. The only underwear she wore was a pair of crotchless, whale net tights. The outfit was finished with her favorite 'Kate' Christian Louboutin shoes with their 120mm heels.

Caroline and Stuart had been invited to sit at the captain's table, with Caroline having the privilege of sitting next to the captain, whilst Bailey and Dulcie had been allocated to a 'young persons' table with 8 boys and two other girls. The boys ranged from 17 to 21 and the two girls were 19 but very ugly.

The night was spectacular, amazing food and drink and the three Ryan ladies dazzled everyone.

As the night progressed Caroline felt the captains leg pressing against hers and his hand stroking her thigh and gradually getting moving higher and higher.

By the time desert was served his fingers were close enough to her bare cunt to feel her juices coating her thigh. Just before the dancing started his fat index finger pushed up into her dripping cunt.

The band struck up and everyone hit the dance floor. It seemed as if all the officers, in their white dress uniforms, took it in turns to dance with Caroline. Each dance involved a hand sneaking up the split in her dress to feel up her naked, dripping, cunt.

The captain had planned that he was going to fuck the sexy Milf and so, not knowing that her husband loved to watch her getting fucked, had instructed all of the female officers to make sure they danced with him and kept him occupied.

Stuart was overwhelmed by all the attention from the uniformed ladies that all demanded he danced with them. It was strange how often one of the ladies seemed to either grope his arse or fondle his cock.

After 5 dances Caroline was gagging for one of the had cocks that had been rubbing against her whilst they danced to fuck her needy cunt. Without a pair of knickers to catch the cream that was dripping out of her steaming twat she was in danger of ruining her beautiful gown.

The next dance was again with the captain. Again, his hand slipped between her thighs and he began roughly thumb fucking her drooling cunt.

It seems to me Mrs. Ryan, that you would enjoy a tour of my cabin, he said as he propelled her towards the exit.

Within minutes she was in the captain's cabin which was dominated by a chart table and a huge bed. Before she had a chance to take in much more, she found herself pushed onto her back on the bed with the captain's face between her legs sucking, licking and biting her creaming fanny.

He reached up and undid the dresses halter neck exposing her luscious boobs. which he proceeded to maul roughly, squeezing and slapping them and twisting her nipples.

As ever Caroline loved the rough treatment and demanded that he hurt her more, telling him that she was a slut and loved pain nearly as much as she loved cock.

The captain smiled into her dripping fanny as he ate, thinking that he had really hit the jackpot with this one. He had fucked many women on his cruises but this one promised to eclipse all of the others. A promise that started to be fulfilled as her cunt spasmed and her body stiffened in orgasm.

He stood up between her legs, undid and dropped his dress trousers, unleashed his, quite substantial, cock and rammed it deep in her cunt with one hard thrust whilst simultaneously doing his best to rip her nipples off her tits.

She screamed at the top of her voice, both in pain and ecstatic joy. The captain used her hard, ramming his cock in and out of her cunt like a jackhammer, mauling and biting her nipples.

Caroline taunted him, harder, deeper, you have to hurt me more, fuck me, fill my slutty cunt with your cum. She just wished that Stewart was watching her get pummeled by the captain.

The captain had never had a woman like Caroline before and loved that she enjoyed really rough sex. He was going to make full use of this whore over the rest of the cruise. He reached between her spread legs and viciously pinched her clit between his finger nails. Her body went rigid and she screamed again as her pussy squirted juice all over the captain's uniform.

Her cunt walls rippled and massaged his cock as she came forcing the spunk to boil up out of his balls and erupt from the tip of his cock deep in Caroline's pussy.

Fuck -- I needed that, Caroline said, if I had got much hornier at the ball, I would have taken on all comers in the dining room.

The captain smiled and said, what would your husband have thought of that? I bet he wouldn't like to see his wife fucking other men.

Au contraire mon capitaine, Caroline replied, Stuart loves to watch me being fucked and used by others. Only the other week he watched me being gang fucked by 11 homeless men.

My word, you really are a dirty slut aren't you, the captain said, smiling as many exciting possibilities ran through his mind. So, I didn't need to get my lady officers to keep him occupied while I fucked you, I hope they didn't have to go too far in their duties! Caroline stiffened; she really didn't like the idea of anyone else but her fucking Stuart. They better fucking not have done she told the captain because if they have, I will kill them.

Even as they talked the purser, Anne McKenzie, was on her knees in her office with Stuart's cock wedged in her mouth as he pulled her head backwards and forwards on his cock fucking her face hard. Her cute little dress cap had been ripped off and he had grabbed hold of her bun. Where's my fucking wife you bitch, he demanded as he skull fucked her. I know you have been sent to distract me, where the fuck is she?

He pulled out long enough for Anne to catch her breath and stammer, the captain, the captain wanted to fuck her. He rammed his cock back into Anne's mouth and continued his cock's assault on her vocal cords. Shortly he could feel his cum boiling up so he pulled her head so that his cock was as deep as it could go in the crying purser's throat and with the other hand pinched her nose shut, cutting off her oxygen supply while he shot rope after rope of cum down her throat.

Once he had finished, he pulled the sobbing girl off his cock and pulled her to her feet by her hair and dragged her out of the office. Come on bitch, take me to them. Poor Anne looked a state, her mascara had run from her crying, her face was bright red and it, and the front of her blouse and uniform were covered in the drool that the hard face fucking had generated. The bun that she had so carefully arranged earlier disintegrating as Stuart dragged her down the corridor by it.

They arrived at the captain's room and Stuart burst in, dragging poor unfortunate Anne behind him.

Hello captain, I have brought your slut back, now give me mine he said as he threw Anne across the captain's map table. He turned to the captain and hissed -- Caroline can fuck who she wants but only when I say so and, if it is going to be a gang fuck, I need to be there to watch, 'capiche'?

The captain and Anne nodded their agreement and Stuart dragged Caroline back to their suit so that he could suck the cream pie out of her cunt then put her on her hands and knees and fuck her hard 'doggie'.

The next day everyone woke up feeling a little 'worse for wear'. Stuart and Caroline went for breakfast and collapsed by the pool at the stern.

Dulcie and Bailey woke up a little hung over. Dulcie had mostly danced with the older men but Bailey had connected with one of the boys on her their table for dinner. He was called Anthony and was 19 and lived in Peterborough.

Dulcie decided that the best cure for her hangover would be a good hard workout. At home she was a 'gym bunny' and loved the feeling that hard exercise gave her. She had already been to the onboard gym several times and had got quite friendly with József, the personal trainer in the facility.

József was about 50, he had an amazing body that he tended to show off by just wearing a pair of shorts and trainers, arguing that it was because the room was so hot, a convenient excuse. He looked how Dulcie would imagine Joe Wickes looking in 20 years' time, if he went bald or shaved his head.

Dulcie 'dressed' for the gym putting on her Gymshark Seamless Bodysuit and a pair of trainers. The bodysuit was a leotard with one sleeve on the left-hand side, the other side was off the shoulder with no sleeve. The garment fitted like a glove and featured a thong gusset that showed off her arse beautifully.

When she got to the gym Dulcie was please do see that József was there. She decided she was going to tease him as much as possible. She climbed up on the spin bike knowing that he would be able to see her arse clearly from his desk immediately behind the bike.

She started to pedal, standing up to generate more power, but also knowing that József would see her naked buttocks swaying from side to side.

He was hypnotized by the site before him, she was the embodiment of a wet dream. He was starting to get a hard on, he was proud of his cock. It was a good 7 inches long, circumcised and had a wide head. It was soon threatening to burst out of the top of his shorts.

Dulcie could feel his stare on ger body, it turned her on and she could feel her little cunt starting to cream as she really stated to pound the pedals making her buttocks jiggle and quiver.

She moved over to the Abductor machine, knowing that as she moved her legs wide open it would show off her growing camel toe in her moistening gusset. She did 30 reps and could feel his eyes burning into her pussy.

The next exercise she chose was bound to be the 'killer'. She moved to one of the floor mats and started doing Hip Bridges making sure to gyrate her crotch at the top of each thrust.

József couldn't take any more, he looked around to ensure that they were the only two people in the gym. He walked over to the door, put the closed sign up and locked the door.

Dulcie smiled to herself, she could see his cock rigid under his shorts and knew it was for her. She watched him lock the door and knew that she was going to get the fucking she needed.

She smiled at him as he stripped off his shorts revealing his throbbing cock, twitching with need and glistening with pre-cum. She reached between her legs pulling the gusset of the bodysuit out from between her cunt lips, proudly showing her cunt off to the 50-year-old Hungarian.

He didn't waste any time with foreplay, kneeling between her thighs, lining up his cock with her hungry hole and ramming it deep.

Her cunt was so tight that he only managed to get about half of his cock wedged in with his initial thrust and so he set about jamming the rest into the needy cunt as soon as he could, using his powerful hips and buttocks to sheathe his cock fully in the little slut beneath him.

Dulcie started vocally teasing him, come on old man, is that the best you've got? Split my cunt open, fuck me harder.

József really started pounding her. Her cunt squeeing his rampant cock deliciously, the squelching as her cunt produced copious amount of cream to lubricate his fuck stick ringing around the gym.

Take that you little slut he yelled as he pumped, leaning over and biting her nipples that were sticking up through the Lycra of her bodysuit.

She started to cum, yelling, that's it, don't stop, harder, oh fuck, oh fuck, I'm cumming, ram me you dirty bastard.

He reached under her a slid a finger up her into her rosebud as she started to cum and it really plunged her into a massive gushing orgasm.

Her spasming cunt nearly pushed him over the edge but he gritted his teeth, he wanted to cum, but not until he had enjoyed her amazing arse.

He ripped his cock out of the little slut's pussy, picked her up and carried her over to the weight bench and placed her face down, pulling the gusset further to the side to expose her dark pink rosebud nestled between her big butt cheeks. He spat on the hole and pushed in a finger loving the groans coming from the dark-haired slut as he lubed up the inside of her bowel with his saliva.

He rammed his cock back into her drooling cunt to lube it up with her copious cunt cream before lining it up with her rosebud and pushing hard. He loved the feeling as his cock head 'popped' through her tight ring and started its journey into her hot, steamy, impossibly tight bowel.

The teen groaned with pain and delight as his cock opened up her arse.

He finally managed to force his cock ball deep and paused for a while to let Dulcie's bowel acclimatize to its intruder. Soon he felt her starting to grind her bottom rotating it against him which gave him the hint that he could start fucking her glorious bum. He started slowly but was soon pounding his full length in and out as hard as he could, spanking her as he did.

He could see Dulcie's hand between her legs wildly rubbing her clit. He felt her cum, her arsehole threatened to squeeze his cock off as it contracted as her cunt squirted across the bench, coating it and the floor below.

József roared as his cock spewed rope after rope of his spunk deep inside the slut's bowel.

When Dulcie set off for the gym Bailey reached into her suitcase and got out her faithful vibrator. The last night she had spent a lovely evening chatting, dancing and flirting with Tony, a young man from Peterborough who he had been sitting next to.

As she started to run the rabbit over her clit, she was imagining Tony. As soon as she was wet enough, she pushed the rabbit deep into her cunt stretching it delightfully.

The more she fantasized about Tony the harder she pumped the fake cock into her excitable cunt. She was quickly building to a cum, and she knew it would be a big one.

Just as she was about to cum the doorbell for the cabin rang. Oh shit, she moaned as she threw the vibrator onto the bed and grabbed a dressing gown.

She opened the door, ready to give whoever had just disturbed her valuable 'me time' a piece of her mind. The angry words died in her throat as she saw a nervous Anthony standing there.

She grabbed him and dragged him into the room before pulling him in to a passionate kiss. This was even better that a plastic cock, a real live one to play with. She slid her hand down to cup his cock, feeling it stiffening rapidly.