An Unexpected Cruise Trip -- Day 3
The erotic adventures over the last two nights had an exciting effect on me. But in the early hours of the third day I laid pretty much awake in my bed, my mind was racing in circles. Irene was sleeping deeply when early morning dawn became visible through our windows. I took my morning gown and went silently to our private veranda in front of our suite. Standing at the rails I enjoyed the fresh brise from the sea and was able to watch how our ship closed in on the city of Palermo on Sicily. Our target harbour and the city around it could already been seen from its lights at the horizon.
I stood at the rails for a while, lost in thoughts, as suddenly a hand winked from the neighbouring veranda and Kati's head looked around the barrier between our verandas. "Hello, my dear, you are an early bird too?"
Very much amazed I looked into her bright smiling face. "Oh, you're awake too?"
"Oh yes. I don't need much sleep." Looking out to the sea she made a short break, then turned her head again into my direction. "Do you want to join me on deck, so we can stand together?"
I nodded and after a silent move through my cabin I met her on the corridor. She was dressed in a nice-looking silk morning gown. We hugged and gave us an early morning kiss, then walked the short distance along the corridor to the small open deck with the ship's lifeboats. We cuddled together at the rails between two boats without any word. Any passing passenger would have identified us as a couple on honeymoon, okay, maybe a little bit older, but perhaps enjoying their second or third attempt.
Kati had positioned herself between the rails and me and pushed her well-trained arse against my manhood which reacted immediately on this decent treatment. "Obviously you are never exhausted?" was her whispered question into her ear, "I love this." Then she turned her head back to the sea and watched how our cruise ship closed into the island. She didn't stop to massage my cock with her back, getting the wished rock-hard result. But nothing more happened, it would have been too risky.
We stood in this position perhaps five or ten minutes, my pyjama shorts had already been creamed with my pre-cum. Suddenly Kati turned around, wrapped her arms around me and kissed my intensively. "Tonight is one-on-one, my dear."
I looked at her again with my most puzzled face. "What does that mean?"
"Rather simple, classic swapping of partners, ending with three couples in three cabins. When we started our sexy cruises, this was the day of recreation for us with our own partners." She laughed deeply and warm. "Swinging started first a few years later."
"And how do you organize it? We are four plus two."
"Don't be worried. It is absolutely no problem for us four ladies, we are all bi. Only Karl and Bruno never got together." She looked deep into my eyes. "And you?"
Her question warmed me up, I felt that my cheeks and ears got red coloured although the sea wind was fresh and cooling. "I don't have any experience with men. Never had the need or attraction."
Kati had recognized my reaction and reacted with friendly amusement. "Okay. Same procedure as last time. It will be a raffle between the girls. I am looking forward what can be arranged." She laughed seductively and kissed me again. "I would love to own you exclusively for a whole night, dear Christian." She moved away from the rails, waved and started to walk back to her cabin. "See you at breakfast."
My melancholic early-morning mood was gone entirely. I was so cheerful that I would have loved to penetrate Kati directly at the rails and to have fucked her to a quick and heavy climax. Now I had to cool down my erected manhood on my slow way back to my cabin.
The day brought a really well-organized sightseeing tour, Sicily is absolutely thrilling and you can visit of lot of exciting places and points of interest. Palermo is known as the mafia's capital, but the city's Teatro Massimo is one of the world's most beautiful opera houses. Unfortunately we had no opportunity to experience one of these emotionally loaded Italian opera evenings. But the landscape of Western Sicily with its vineyards, olive groves but interrupted by rocky areas was similar enticing. Although I was very much distracted by the beauty of Sicily and knowing that we will enjoy a second stint at the island's east coast at Catania my mind was full of memories of my early morning encounter; Kati had announced that she wanted me for herself alone; an idea which became more and more tempting with every hour. I returned to our ship very much in high spirits and was absolutely curious about the evening's adventures.
Formally dressing for the evening's dinner Irene recognized my excited mood. "Do you expect something special tonight, my love?"
I shrugged my shoulders with a wide grin on my face, like a small boy before his birthday. ""I have heard that we have changed rules for tonight."
Irene laughed. "Indeed!" Then she pressed her half-clothed body against mine. "Perhaps I win the first prize: YOU!" She recognized the horrified glance in my eyes with a diabolic smile. "Don't be afraid, my dear. If you want anything from me, you have to take the initiative. I will never make the first step." With her clear statement she finished her dress and left me with my thoughts alone. Was it really a taboo for me to touch my aunt? Or didn't she become with every evening a more and more desirable target of my dreams and wishes. Without getting an answer on my inward questions we walked together to our bord restaurant.
I had to wait until our dessert was finished and coffee was served before the discussion around our table moved to the upcoming evening entertainment. Kati took the word. "Today is one-on-one-day, my darlings. Christian has told me, that he has no" -- she smiled to me with a diabolic grin and blew me a kiss -- "pure male ambitions. Okay, we accept this." Then she placed four white lottery tickets on her saucer. "Okay, Bruno is man no. 1, Christian is man no. 2. So we have now a ticket for man no. 3 and the corresponding woman no. 1 up to no. 3." I watched her fingers very carefully because I was curious whether she had manipulated the tickets, so that she got her desired result. But all four tickets looked really identical. Without raising any suspicion Kati took the first ticket and offered the remaining three tickets to the other ladies at our table. The result was really interesting: Bruno had drawn Angela, yesterday's Evening Star, who had already a dynamic, rough encounter with him as the centre of our treatment. Our two full power ladies -- Geraldine and Irene -- had drawn a lesbian encounter. And Kati had "won" me, indeed. I leaned back in my chair very relaxed and fixed the lottery queen sharply with my eyes. She shrugged her shoulders almost unrecognizable and laughed her so much teasing laugh. "I was really lucky, wasn't I?"
I looked around through our restaurant where more and more guests left to enjoy the evening at other locations. I was convinced that nobody, even somebody who would have watched us carefully, would have imagined that these six persons at our table had distributed three super-hot sex encounters for the night. We looked like regular cruise ship guests who entertained each other in an amusing way. The "official" part of the evening rushed past me, dominated by my thoughts and ideas what the second, erotic part of the evening would keep on hand for me. I behaved like a small boy during our time at the ship's bar who just wanted to go to bed, but of course not for sleeping.
The couple's division between our three cabins had been easy, I had a home game. So all three newly mixed couples said goodbye for the night and went into their three different playgrounds. I had just closed our cabin doors as Kati wrapped her arms around my shoulders and head and started an unbelievable kissing offense. It felt that she had waited for this moment the entire day. We lost no word during our reciprocal striptease. Our expensive evening dress flew into a pile, just Kati's very expensive looking, bordeaux-red lingerie was treated with more care.
It became obvious that Kati had shaved her body entirely after our morning flirt at the rails, her body felt unbelievable smooth, almost silky. I love this very much. I wasn't prepared in a similar way, unfortunately. I had done my last intimate shave before I left home to join the cruise at Genova harbour. As a result I showed some hairy mini spikes. Kati had been already on her knees in front of me and inspected my best friend and its surroundings. "We have to bring this into order first. Do you shave yourself wet or electrical?"
"On this cruise ship I have only equipment for a wet shave with me."
"That's fine." Kati slapped my half-erected cock softly and then my arse cheeks significantly harder. "I clean you up! Where is your shaving gear?"
