Cruising With The Crazies Day 4

Day 4

I slept like a baby again. Between the rocking of the ship and the dreams of shear bliss, there was nothing that could have torn me from dream land. I awoke with a hardon and the urgent need to pee like ten men.

The sun was already peaking over the horizon and I headed out to sit on my balcony again... nude of course. The warm breeze and early morning sun felt good on my body. My cock stretched out to greet the sun like a morning glory. I played crossword puzzles on my phone, expecting at some time I would be talking with my beautiful next door neighbor. But alas, this morning I was to be disappointed. After an hour of sitting alone, I collected my stuff and went inside to shower. I completed all the morning rituals, got dressed and headed out for breakfast.

I decided on the Summer Palace restaurant for breakfast today, table for one. Eggs Benedict with a side of fruit and a bowl of muslix.I was really enjoying the vast choices for breakfast. I left a tip for my waiter and headed up to the pool deck.

It was already busy, but I was the first of the"crazies" to grab a table. As the morning went on, the others slowly joined up. Sam was first, he was the craziest, almost obnoxious but funny as hell. Randy was next, followed shortly after by the big guy Danny. We teased each other about everything. Danny about how his Cowboys were doing, Randy about his Lions, and me about my whereabouts last night. It was brought about that no one had seen me or Bluehair last night. That of course led to boisterous talk about all sorts of sexual acts that I had probably performed with her last night. If they only knew what had really happened.

Lunch time rolled around and I headed to the outdoor Cafe for a hamburger and probably some of the best potato salad I've ever had.

When I returned to the table, the band had started seting up. A reggae band with 5 members, one of which was a very buxom dark skinned woman. She wore tight bright orange yoga pants the clung to her curvy figure and a white bikini top that left nothing to the imagination. If I would have had to guess, I would have said she wore a 34EE bra. That bikini top was definately straining to contain her ample bosom. Looking even closer, there were hints of pierced nipples under the flimsy cloth adding to her overall look.

After the sound check, the band started playing "Don't Worry be Happy". In the middle of the song the woman introduced herself to the audience as Gloria and her band was apparently named "The Doobie Brothers". That got a pretty good laugh from the audience as the band members pulled out what I would assume was huge fake joints and pretended to puff on them.

Our group continued with our rowdy ways as we watched Gloria's hips gyrate to the music, her ass mesmerizing as it rocked, rolled, and shook to the music. I felt things shift in my shorts as I sat there watching her every move.

At one point, she walked thru the audience, bending over to sing with various people. When she walked up to me, she bent at her hips and placed the mic in front of me to sing Bob Marley's "No Woman, No Cry". I had a perfect view of her cleavage and started singing with her. No, I can't sing worth a damn, but with a set of tits like that infront of you, you do anything to make them stay just a little bit longer. Apparently because I was so eager to sing, Gloria figured it would be a good idea to sit on my lap and continue to sing with me.

I watched as she pushed her hips between me and the table, a feeling of terror coming over me. There would be no way she wouldn't notice the extra lump attatched to my lap. As she settled down, I could feel my hardon pressing against her ass. Her dark chocolate breasts were directly below my chin now and I felt her ass wiggle against me. There was no denying she was having an effect on me, and I'm pretty sure she knew it too.

She sat on my lap for the last half of the song, dropping the mic for me to sing with her whenever the chorus came along. Her smooth skin smelled of rum and coconuts, an erotic and intoxicating smell. I felt her wiggle her ass against me a few more times before the song was over, and at that point she gave me a great big hug. Really it was more like she stuffed my chin between her tits and gave my head a squeeze, before giving me a kiss on my forehead.

She got up and as she backed away she blew me a kiss and started clapping, the audience joined in, and she walked back to the stage to continue their set. I sat there for another 10 minutes waiting for things to subside, before telling the group I was going to go for a walk.

I had no massages booked today so after my walk, I decided to head back up to my room and watch a movie on the TV, or nap, whichever came first. I started watching Gaurdians of the Galaxy 3. I must have fallen hard asleep because I woke to the sound of a knock on the door, and one of the transformer movies was now playing. Another knock and I yelled "Okay, okay, I'm coming!"

I opened the door to find a cabin steward holding a case of water.

"A gift for you." he said

"From who?" I asked

"I do not know, only that boss told me to deliver it and say it is gift from a guest." Was his broken English answer

I thanked him, grabbed the case and set it down beside my luggage on the sofa. There was a note attatched that read "Stay hydrated", no name or signature. This was definately curious I thought. I spent a bit of time to tidy up my luggage and belongings

I checked the clock, 5:15 pm, too late to make dinner plans, so I changed into my swim trunks, a light pair, decorated with sharks at a beach party. It was usually good for starting a conversation poolside.

The ship felt rocky as I headed up to the twelfth floor, I hadn't felt it in my room, but it didn't bother me at all. I walked through the buffet and grabbed a few pretzel buns and some butter and almost swallowed them whole, they were my favorite snack. I wasnt very hungry and figured if i needed to I could order room service later tonight.

I walked out to the pool and noticed it was roped off, it was very rough. The only thing open was the hot tubs, and no one was in them. The deck was practically bare, just a few stragglers that weren't bothered by the rough sea today. I grabbed a vodka seven from the bar and headed into the hot tub furthest from everything. It was in the corner opposite the spa entrance and beside the adult pool, it was generally the quietest one. I sat on the edge for a while before finally climbing into the hot water.

The sun was starting to go down as I sipped on my third drink since coming back up on deck and I was thinking of getting out and going to the buffet for dinner when a young lady joined me in the tub. She looked to be about 25ish and wore a bright red thong bikini. It didn't leave much to the imagination. In fact, if you took all the cloth needed to make it, you couldn't cover a saucer plate! She sat across from me and we carried on a casual conversation. Her name was Angela and she was 28, and between boyfriends. She was here with her sister Christine having a girl's vacation. The sun had already gone down while we chatted, and I was now getting hungry.

I suggested that I might get out and get something to eat and was just about to get up when Angela slid over, and put her hand on my thigh.

"Oh, please don't." she implored. "I don't want to get out yet and I absolutely hate sitting by myself. Besides, aren't you having fun?"

"I've most certainly enjoyed your company, I guess I can stay a bit longer." I responded. We talked about her shopping trip she took in Punta Cana.

She stood up abruptly and said as she performed a little pirouette,

"That's where I bought this cute little bikini from! Whadda ya think?"

I looked a little more closely this time. The cloth had become a little less opaque now that it was wet. The air was a little cool tonight and her nipples reacted nicely to being moved from the hot water to the cool sea air. Trapped beneath the bikini they were still quite prominent, and probably quite suckable. Her bikini bottom was narrow at the front, maybe 2 inches wide at the waist band( or waist string???) and narrowed down to one inch wide before disappearing between her legs and emerging at the top of her ass cheeks as nothing but a string. She giggled as she pirouetted slowly once more for me. I could feel my cock reacting to the luscious site before me.

It was at that point that the ship swayed heavily causing the hottub water to surge in a large wave, knocking in to her and subsequently making her lose her balance. She stumbled and fell into me, her hand landing on my crotch as she fought to stay above water. Only then did I realize that my right hand had landed firmly on her left tit as I tried to catch her. "Oooooh, nice grab!" was her resonse "Thanks, I really didn't want to go under. "

I thought she would stand up again, but instead she sat close to me on my left side. My hand felt empty as her tit left, but I revelled in the fact that I noticed her hand never left my crotch.

"Are all you old guys such good catchers?" She giggled as she gave my member a gentle squeeze.

"Well, I couldn't have you drown on my watch! What would your sister think of me if I had?" I laughed.

"I guess I'll just have to find something to hang on to during these rough seas." Was her response as she fumbled her hand up the leg of my swim trunks.

Might I add, these are the only pair of swim trunks I have, that don't contain a liner!

Her hand wrapped around my cock, manipulating it as it grew hard.

"I think I've found something firm to hold onto." She giggled.

"Umm....yes, I would say you did. " I replied. Her hand kept playing with me and I rested my hand on her thigh. The lights around the pool came on as the sun had gone down. I looked around and noticed four other people still out on the deck. Two at the bar and two sitting in the hot tub furthest from us. The staff walked about completing their tasks.

Angela's hand felt wonderful on my manhood, so i took a chance and slid my hand up higher on her thigh, my pinky finger coming in contact with cloth. Jackpot!!! I felt her open her legs wider and I used my pinky to slide that bit of cloth aside. I could feel a cute little landing strip and followed it lower to her slit. I explored her with my finger tips, I felt a nice meaty set of pussy lips and a hard little nub just above them. Her breath hitched as I rubbed the little nub. As I looked over at her, her eyes closed, face up to the sky, her hand stroking my now rock hard cock. I rubbed a little harder and in circles. She sagged down into the water more and spread her legs wider. I had an all access pass now! I rubbed her clit until I felt her lips open up to me, and slid one finger inside her. She gasped, but never stopped her ministrations on my cock. I made sure to pay as much attention to her clit as I did to fingering her hole. Within a couple minutes, her hips were rocking against my hand, her breathing was labored and I new she was cumming soon. I was impressed, she never stopped stroking, even as I felt her pussy quiver, then suddenly tense up, her legs squeezing closed, this was it, she was cumming. The problem was, I was getting close too, and I didn't want to cum in the hot tub. I grabbed her hand to stop her and told her

"I don't want to cum in the hot tub!"

"Quick!" She said. "Sit up on the ledge facing me!" Her hand never left my cock as I moved, I was sooo close. My back now to the general area, she pulled my cock from my trunks and swallowed it whole in one swift motion. Her tongue moved against my shaft as the head of my cock was firmly lodged in her throat, her chin bumping against my swollen nut sac. She fondled my balls and moaned. That was it for me, I released rope after sticky white rope deep into her throat. It was hard not to make a noise, and I'm not sure if I did or I didn't, but fuck did it feel good. She sucked until I went soft, then drew back with a smile and said

"Thanks, I needed that!" As she tucked my cock back in and stood to adjust her bikini.

She gave me a kiss, and said "Later gator!" And left me there in the after glow.

I glanced around me but no one seemed the wiser, so I adjusted my shorts grabbed a towel and headed back to my room.

I opened the balcony door and heard Otto and Ava chatting, no sense sitting out tonight. I looked at the clock, it was 10:30, I dried off, climbed under the covers and drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face, and Gloria and Angela on my mind.