This is the continuation of my special diary that I opened for the cruise I took with my friend Sheena. We took the cruise to the Caribbean Sea to earn some extra money, using our sexy, young bodies. Just in case you did not read the introduction about myself and the events of the first two days on board that I told in "Diary of an Indian cruiseship whore" and "Diary of an Indian whore – Day 2" here a short description of my person:
My name is Nikhi, I have Indian origins and I'm 19. 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.
Day 3:
Dear Diary,
Cuddled against Sheena I awoke late morning of the next day. I was in a very good mood. That had three reasons. I was always in a good mood when I awoke near Sheena's naked body, I had earned 4.200 Dollars with my sexy body and I loved all the experiences I had made these two days. I even was very sure that I would do the foursome with the three old men again. But one event I had enjoyed especially. I really had been fascinated by my job for the mature, cool lady of 66 and I was looking forward to serving Elisabeth this night again.
Also Sheena was in a great mood and so we ordered some breakfast to our cabin, took a shower and later enjoyed our breakfast being still naked. Sheena teased my pussy with one of her toes, making me very moist.
While we were still sitting at breakfast we got a call from our Steward.
Two men were playing a game of pool billard and they wanted a special prize. Sheena should be the winners prize. He also had a job for me. An afro-american Lady wanted to have lunch with me – or better she wanted to have me for lunch.
So we could not finish our breakfast (on each other), but got dressed and went to our customers.
Tawney – as was the ladies name – was a rich, black widow of about fifty. She had a very voluptuous, chubby body with a lot of curves. Her skin was really deep black and she had very big tits, that were sagging quite a bit and a big, round ass and quite a big belly too. Somehow I liked her looks. I had never been with such a woman before, so dark and so big.
We agreed on 1.000 Dollars for spending the afternoon with her in her cabin. She was a very warm lady, quite in spite to Elisabeth. Exactly that difference of my two customers of the day was making me hot.
Tawney did care a lot about me. She asked me to undress slowly in front of her and made the nicest compliments about my sexy, young, Indian body. I liked that. I tried to give her a hot striptease and we then went to her bed. She was very aroused and very nice, soft and tender. We did a lot of kissing and kind of shy fumbling. I slowly started undressing her, piece by piece, while we were french kissing passionately like teenagers.