Chapter V
Late the next day after checking my email and IM sites numerous times for any interesting stories or in my wildest dreams pics of what had gone on after my wife and Eric left the computer room the night before. Not wanting to get my hopes up I tried to get involved in other things without much luck. I really wanted to hear and/or see what had gone on. So one more time I pulled up my IM and sent my darling wife an IM. Almost immediately I got a response. Excitedly, I responded, "Hi my darling. How are you today?"
"Tired and sleepy." She writes.
"And just why are you tired and sleepy, my dear?"
"Primarily I didn't get much sleep last night and I have been spending time with Mom all day while we were in the port."
"Oh really! Just why did you not get much sleep last night?"
Just at that time my computer notified me of a new email with attachments. When I pulled it up it was apparent it was from Eric on the ship. I hesitated and went back to the IM screen awaiting for my wife's answer about why she did not get much sleep.
"Eric and I went dancing and stayed up late.
"Did you enjoy your self?
"I guess. But I'm very tired and I have to go take a nap so I can take Mom to dinner and the show."
"OK, why don't you get back on the puter again tonight so I can hear how it went last night. Think you might get that done?"
"I'll try if I can get to the computer room before it closes."
"Maybe you can find Eric and get him to let you in again."
"We'll see. Catch you later."
With that she signed off. I smiled in wonderful antisipation of what Eric's email might have to share. I turned to my email inbox and pulled up Eric's email. The subject simply said, "Thank you for your slut wife."
My heart leaped for joy.
The text shared that my darling wife had been a wonderful slut for him and his friends (see pics attached). You should be proud of her willingness to be a good slut for all concerned. We hope to see her tonight. I will spend some time after the cruise sharing a narrative with you concerning all that went on last night and early into the morning. Oh by the way unless the slut lied she had her first girl/girl experience. Catch the pics and let me know what you think.
I was like a kid who still believed in Santa Claus as I reached for the button to pull up the pics in the attachment. My cock was rock hard, my heart was thumping in my chest and my mind was spinning around with all sorts of antisipation.
Slowly the first pic came into focus. It is a pic of you, a Blonde lady and a large black man standing on a dance floor talking.
Next, came a pic of you and the Blonde in the first pic. You were backed up against her front with your head leaning back on her shoulder. It appears she is either whispering in your ear or kissing and tonguing your ear. Your hands are wrapped around behind you erotically grasping the blonde's ass cheeks pulling her into you ass. The Blonde's hands appear to be caressing your breasts. Others on the dance floor appear to be more interested in watching the two of you than they are in their own dance. I knew I would not last long so I tried to savor these photos and not explode.
Next, came a pic of again you and the Blonde. This time there is no doubt about the intense passion you guys are generating. You have both your arms around the Blonde's head and neck, pulling her lips and tongue hard into you mouth. The top of your dress appears to have slid down and your bare breasts are pressed hard against the Blonde's body. The Blonde's hands have pulled the hem of your dress up and are on your base ass cheeks pulling you bare cunt against her thigh. You appear un-aware of any and all on-lookers, who now are apparently just ogling the two of you and not even pretending to dance anymore.
I am absolutely going wonderfully nuts.
Next is a pic of you standing in what appears to be an elevator with your dress pulled down to your waist and up to you waist. Eric and the black gentleman both have their hands in your crotch. Your eyes appear to be rolled back into her head and your nipples are sticking straight out. You have apparently given yourself to the moment, allowing the people to enjoy you so that you might be enjoyed. I know I am growing more and more excited with every pick.
Next is a pic of you with your dress bunched at your waist, your half-cup bra holding your beautiful breasts out and up, your thigh highs and heels creating a wonderful slut like image? But that was only half of it. You were leaning over with your hands cupping the Blonde's breasts up so you can suck on her nipple.
I lost it. Could not stand any more. I sprayed cum all over my chest and stomach.
I save Eric's email and pics. Not wanting to waste them after having already cum. Anticipating your getting back on the puter and again pulling up Eric's choice of pics at a later time. I could not keep my mind off of your letting go and being a sex toy. I am ecstatic beyond my wildest dreams. Loving every second of you adventure.
Later that night as I continue to enjoy the sexual anticipation that is building I get back on the computer. There are still all the pics I had not looked at yet and hopes of catching my Child Bride on line. Really wanting her to share all the juicy details of her "being naughty". I pull up my email and there is an email from my Child Bride. I quickly open it and am blown away.
She shares, "Sorry, I did not have time to tell you about last nite. Maybe Eric shared some of the pics they, yes I mean they, took of our evening. I was scared, excited, ravenous, fucked, sucked, licked, sticked and dicked well into the nite. I have never been so satisfied sexually or erotically in my whole/hole life. (He he he he) I have to go take Mom to dinner and the show. I am still not sure what I might or might not do after that. Guess you will just have sit, wait and dream your erotic scenarios. You are gonna live my adventure from last nite. I was, finally, able to let go and let the slut out, just as you have been trying to get me to be for so long. So you better not have been lying about what you wanted because now you have it. Later, my darling. I love you. Child Bride.