Misty leaned her forearms on the railing as she sipped her rum-fruit-twisty straw drink. Her butt swayed from side to side, a sign of her excitement as she watched the red concoction of a drink darken her blue straw, doing front flips as it looked nearer to her mouth before finally splashing on her tongue. Misty giggled like a schoolgirl, even though she was nineteen. It was the little things that excited her, but it wasn't just the loopy straw that gave her a bubbly elation in her stomach. This was the first time she had ever been on a cruise.
Sipping her drink continuously while her butt did a small booty dance on its own, she watched the dock slowly slip away and waved at the strangers who waved below. Smiling, she saw others on the main deck of the massive Destiny Cruise ship main deck waved, too. The old couple to her left, the group of pretty girls to her right, the gaggle of children beyond them. Everyone gathered to wave their goodbyes to land and watch the blue ocean take over the view. Misty had never been more excited in her life.
Bouncy Bahamian music played by a live band around the corner from her and the speakers carried the music everywhere. Misty closed her eyes and without a care in the world twerked her barely covered butt cheeks in the air as she half held the railing. She already had on her Blue two-piece bathing suit with tiny white polka dots, and with the tropical sun warming her arms and chest, she regretted sliding on these short shorts over her bottom. Feeling the ends of her blonde streaked hair brush her shoulders and she danced by herself, lost in the moment, Misty was startled when she felt someone's crotch sidle up behind her.
"Hey there crazy girl," Sarah's voice purred in Misty's ear as her cold wet hands braced against Misty's hips.
"Ooo, your hands are cold!" Misty squirmed her hips trying to escape her touch, but Sarah persisted wrapping her left hand around Misty's dainty hips and locking her in place.
"What you don't want, what I have to offer?" Sarah said, circling her right hand in front of Misty and revealing another drink to replace the nearly empty one in Misty's hand.
"Oooh, I very do, yes." Misty turned around wearing a grin. Sarah pulled her hips in tightly to her and gave her a long, wet kiss. Misty held the glass behind Sarah's ponytail as her arms rested up on Sarah's shoulders. "Did you make a friend to get the drink?" Misty asked, after falling out of the kiss.
"The bartender likes me, I think," Sarah smirked. "Didn't ID me and gave me a double shot on the house. Think I should break the news to him?"
"Mmmm... maybe on the last day of the cruise," Misty giggled as she took a sip from her fresh drink. "Hm. A double shot of what?"
"Rum," Sarah made a face.
Misty laughed then spoke in a funny voice, "oh, why must it always be rum..."
Sarah shook her head, fighting her own laugh, "I tell ya, every time. But shit, it was free." Misty turned back around and hung over the edge, drinking her drink. Her girlfriend Sarah stayed behind her with her hips lightly brushing Misty's rear as they watched the panhandle of Florida continue to shrink. When they dropped their stuff in their room, Misty tried to get Sarah to change into her swimsuit, too, but she waved the notion away. Jeans and a baggy t-shirt were always Sarah's way.
Sarah's hands were warming up now as they rubbed up and down on the taut waist of Misty. Between that and her second drink beginning to warm her cheeks, Misty loosened up even more. "We've gotta get you out of those pants and into some swimsuits," Misty teased, twerking her booty back against her girlfriend's crotch.
"Mmm," Sarah purred in Misty's ear. "See, I was thinking we just need to get all these clothes off you."
Sarah's hot breath on Misty's neck sent wild shivers trembling down her spine. Then when Sarah took Misty's lower earlobe into her mouth and tongued her earrings, Misty jetted her ass out hard and let out a groan. Pushing her right-hand down Misty's center, and when she felt her girlfriend's fingers dip inside her panties and brush lightly over her clitoris, she gasped, closing her eyes.
Immediately, she sucked in a breath when she remembered all the people around her and pushed her hips forward to flee from Sarah's hand. But all she managed to do was trap Sarah's hand inside her panties between the railing and herself.
"Sarah- no, stop," Misty protested in a half whine, half moaning voice.
"It's okay... it's okay..." Sarah whispered in a raspy voice on the side of Misty's neck. She pecked a kiss below her ear before resting her chin in the crook of Misty's shoulder. Sarah's fingers swiping quick circles over her increasingly moist clit. Misty looked out of the side of her eyes at the couples on either side of her, each involved in their own conversations right then. More people walked behind them laughing and still Sarah rubbed faster circles on her clit.
The world narrowed in Misty's vision as Sarah's arms encapsulated her back against Sarah's chest. She was pinned between the railing and her girlfriend, being molested to near orgasm in front of hundreds of people. A middle-aged man peaked his head over Misty's left shoulder and her stomach dropped. But the man laughed and murmured something to his friend about it being a long way down to the water and walked on.
Misty was near hyperventilating as she turned and squirmed in Sarah's arms, "no no no no..." she whispered into Sarah's cheek, but Sarah had already worked a finger between her pussy lips, grinding directly on Misty's clit. "Oh fu..." Misty moaned in a whisper before she stopped herself. Fearing the loud screech that begged to burst free, she clenched her teeth and pressed her cheek into her girlfriend's cheek.
Keeping her arm as still as possible, Sarah's hand and fingers vibrated back and forth on Misty's clit, making her legs tremble and threaten to give out. Her breaths became stagnant and gasping. The delicious bite that Sarah dared to deliver to Misty's ear lobe was what sent her over the edge.
The powerful orgasm struck her sex like a lightning bolt, numbing her thighs and hips as she buried her lips back into Sarah's cheek and neck. Panting loud, moaning grunts into her girlfriend's side, Misty was thanking God for the loud band. The wet slipperiness coated Sarah's fingers while she planted one last kiss on Misty's cheek. In her relaxed state, Misty didn't even realize she had done it until she heard the crashing glass below. Misty's eyes shot open, and Sarah's hand pulled from her panties. The glass had slipped out of Misty's fingers to the deck below, breaking luckily on the floor and not someone's head.
All eyes in the area turned to Sarah, and her flush faced girlfriend. They both giggled, some as intoxicated, nervous people do. They looked down at the broken glass, still not touching anyone. Misty tucked her hand in Sarah's, and they ran away like kids running from the janitor's closet after getting away with something.
***
"Niner! No winners," the craps dealer announced and the circle of patrons boo'd as the dealer retook the dice and cleared the board of chips. The players talked to another as they slid chips on to the table.
"Like every time they play I feel like this time I'm going to get it but then I don't," Misty laughed.
Sarah sipped her vodka tonic and shook her head. It looks like a slow- or fast, if you're that guy, way to lose your money. Misty laughed and palmed Sarah's chest.
"That dude's stack of chips have fallen quite a bit in the last little bit."
Sarah sat at the bar highchair closest to the craps table where she and her girlfriend had been people watching for the last hour as they nursed their last drink. It wasn't their last drink by choice, but they hadn't been able to find a bartender that wasn't IDing this evening. Misty sat on Sarah's lap with her arm half hung around her girlfriend's neck.
After sailing from shore, they both had changed into their suits and spent the day dipping in and out of the pool, sunbathing, and spreading sunblock on each other. Which worked except for two red spots on the back of Sarah's arms. For dinner, they decided to head to the casino and Sarah promised Misty to wear her 'fancy dress' that Misty had bought for her. It was an aqua blue color with a half-salted skirt that nearly showed Sarah's lower curve of her thick butt, and definitely exposed her side boob from the hang of the neck of her dress.
