1. Introduction
Dear Diary,
This is my special Diary for a very special week that I took on a cruise ship from Florida to the Caribbean. My best friend Sheena talked me into this and I have to admit that I very eagerly agreed.
But first some words about my own person:
My name is Nikhi. IĀ“m 19 years old and I attend a college in Miami. My parents are from India but I was already born in the United States. I have always been raised in a very free, liberal atmosphere and my parents never hid their interest for sex from me. At twelve I was very interested in reading the āKhamasutraā. At thirteen my first sexual experience started with trying out first french kisses with my girl friends and very soon with boys too. At fourteen I let the first boy feel out my breasts and my pussy and at the same age I recognized that I was not only interested in boys but I also was very interested in girls too. I got to know a college lesbian couple and they introduced me into the great pleasures of same-sex love at the age of 15. They showed me how to lick pussy and how to suck tits. From the age of 16 I had sexual experiences with both, men and women, and had lost my virginity. I have always loved to enjoy sex as a great gift of god. All in all I have always preferred sex with girls and ladies but would never like to be without hetero sex too.
My body seems to be very attractive to both sexes and so I never had any difficulties to get the sex partners of my choice.
Due to my Indian origin my skin always has an exotic looking, slightly brownish tan. My hair is completely dark-black and wildly curled with small curls. I wear my hair quite long, going down till the mid of my back. I have been told that I have a young looking, very pretty girlish face with kind of exotic, typically Indian features. My eyes are very dark and often are told to look kind of mysterious. My body is quite slim and well trained and has some nice curves too. So my B-cupped breasts are more than a man“s handful and very nicely shaped and very firm, with nice nipples, that grow hard and stiff very easily.
For one year I have been sharing a room with Sheena, my best friend on college. We got more than just friends during this year. We became lovers but on a very open minded basis. We both do have several other sex partners too and there never is any jealousy as we both no how to enjoy our life and separate between our love and the pleasure of sex.
Sheena told me how she earned very good pocket money during the holidays for a nice living during the year. She had paid herself a ticket to a cruiseship. She ensured me that the mainly mature guests ā men and women ā were very eager to get a young beautiful open minded girl into their cabin and bed. And they were very prepared to pay a good amount for a hot night.
I have always loved new sexual experiences and I have always like a good life with some money to spend. So it was not difficult for Sheena to talk me into coming with her these holidays again and to work as a cruise ship whore.
2. First night as a cruise ship whore
Dear Diary,
Yesterday was my first night on board that wonderful cruise liner. It“s a huge, luxurious ship with almost 2000 guests on board. Most of them are well over 50 and seem to have quit a lot of money.
Sheena and I took the cheapest cabin ā but for us that shall be more than enough, as we are not planning to spend nights in our own cabin. Sheena still knew one of the Stewards who knew very well what the guests wanted and was prepared to ādealā for a little commission.
Sheena was quickly invited to the table of an elderly gentlemen and very soon the were not at the table anymore. Today she told me that he really had been a gentlemen and had treated her as a real lady. At the age of 72 he had feasted on her young and firm body and had enjoyed the company of such a young, sexy girl with a gentlemen“s passion.
I was told by the Steward of a mature couple, that ā he thought ā would very much appreciate the hot spice of an exotic, young beauty like me. He introduced me to them and it was less than five minutes till it was clear how right he was.
Both of them, very obviously could not get their eyes of me. They told me that this was a holiday to celebrate their 30ies wedding-day-anniversary. The man, called Steven, was 64 and his wife, called Helen, was 58. Steven did not have a lot of hair anymore, but obviously took quite care about himself. Like his wife he was a bit chubby. Helen had a very curvy, but not thick, figure with big breasts that seemed to sag quite a bit and her rather short hair was a silver-grey. She too was looking very lady-like. Helen had always dreamed of being with another woman and her husband was greatly in favour with that fantasy, as one can imagine.