I couldn't believe the brochure I was holding. I still thought that my girlfriend was playing some kind of joke on me. But this brochure looked too legit to be something she whipped up on the computer, and her mother wasn't the kind of person to go along with practical jokes.
"An erotic cruise?" I gaped as I shuffled through the large brochure. The cruise ship was advertised as Aphrodite's Shell.
"Hell-fucking-yeah!" My girlfriend Lolita answered, enthusiastically punching the air. Her nicely sized breasts bounced up and down with her, and normally I'd be hypnotized by the sight, but right now I was having troubled tearing my eyes away from the pornographic contents of the brochure.
The little brochure was like a mini-porno magazine. It was filled with pictures of men and women in various states of undress, some completely nude, hanging out on a cruise ship. There were even pictures of families being nude together, and more shocking (to me at least), many of them were engaged overt sexual acts.
"Is this for real?" I asked Loli, but I suppose the question was also directed at her mother who was sitting nearby.
"Fuck yeah it's fucking real," Loli liked to curse when she got excited. "An adults only cruise full of sexy vacationers with costume parties, orgies, tantric sex classes, nude yoga, porno theaters, nude wrestling, wet t-shirt contests, dick measuring contests, BDSM dens, and they even have a climbing-wall!"
"A . . . nude climbing-wall?"
"Well it's just a climbing-wall, but I guess you could be nude on it. Except for the harness, I guess."
I had never seen my girlfriend, Lolita Kwon, this excited. She was practically skipping in place, which caused her nice tits to roll about even though she was wearing a tight shirt. My girlfriend was beautiful, and cute in the sexiest way imaginable. She was of mixed ethnicity (mostly Asian) but she had tanned skin, shining big black eyes, a slender athletic body even though she was only about five feet tall, and her smooth black hair was cut fashionable short with long bangs that usually covered her left eye. A girl like her could have any boy (and mostly any girl) she wanted. Luckily she liked nice shy guys like me. Still, she was out of my league. She was a ten out of ten, and I was at most a six, a fact my mother and sister liked to remind me of.
I was a little distracted by her mother though. Dominique Kwon was sitting on a couch nearby, having just gotten back from an apparently hot workout. She was wearing her typical gym wear, which was nothing more than a tiny gray tank top and a black thong. She was sitting with her muscular legs spread, chugging on a protein drink. Her long black hair was tied into a high ponytail, but a good amount of bangs hung down her face as well.
Dominique was an Asian Amazonian goddess. I couldn't help but stare at the way her tight, sweat stained tank top clung to her perfect tits, and the black thong she wore conformed perfectly to the shape of her vaginal mound. As she drank her protein shake the abdominal muscles on her washboard stomach stood out perfectly. Her skin was etched with numerous, little scars that were hardly visible, but they were there. More apparent were the tattoos on her shoulders and upper arms, each of a stylized dragon wrapped around a naked woman.
