Don and Traci were on their second sailing cruise. The first, on their 25th anniversary, had been so much fun that they had gone home and quickly saved enough money for a return trip. They were blown away by their first trip. The food, the weather, the scenery, and the new friends they had made were all outstanding. But especially the sex. They had made love like they were both new to it. They could never get enough of each other. They came close to making love on a beach but stopped short because there were people not far away. They both regretted not following through and had talked about it many times, both vowing that if they had the chance again they would take it.
On their first cruise, Traci had been one of the more attractive women on board. And while many of the women didn't have as nice a body as she did, they still wore some pretty small bathing suits, shorts, and tops. They didn't seem to care and nobody else did either. And while Traci would never wear anything risqué, Don was glad to see that this time she had brought along some clothes that she looked very sexy in, including some very short shorts and a couple of slightly revealing new tops.
The night before the cruise, there was a welcoming dinner. When Don was dressed, Traci told him to go out and have a drink and she would meet him there. He was dying for a beer so he went. About the time Don began to wonder where Traci was, he saw her walking towards him. He did a double take. She was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous and very, very sexy. She had really gotten her body into great shape and she had a tan that accentuated her curves and lean muscles. She was wearing a very short casual skirt and a low cut top with some sort of push up bra that really showed off her nice breasts. As she approached, Don realized he wasn't the only one watching her. When she reached him they shared a small but intimate kiss.
"God you're gorgeous!" Don said.
She simply smiled and said, "I thought you might like this."
He got her a drink and they settled in to enjoy a wonderful night. They watched a gorgeous sunset, had drinks, a good meal, and met many of their shipmates. And just about every man they met checked Traci over, some less discreetly than others. They spoke at length with a couple of the young men who worked on the ship. They envied them for their lifestyle. When the evening was over Don couldn't wait to get Traci back to their berth. As he stripped off her clothes, he was surprised to find her naked under her skirt. Her pussy was dripping.
"You can't imagine how good that warm breeze felt blowing under my skirt", she said.
Don laid her back and was quickly lapping up her delicious, warm juices. That breeze must have felt especially good because she came very quickly. He knew she wanted to suck him but sometimes he just couldn't wait, so he moved up between her legs and slid his erect penis into her warmth. She felt so good, so wet, so tight. Don held back as long as he could but sometimes she made him so hot there was no slowing his impending ejaculation. It was an extremely intense orgasm as he emptied copious amounts of his seed into her love box. As they later fell asleep in each other's arms, Don was so relaxed, so in love with this wonderful woman. And he was really looking forward to their next week together.
The next morning when Don woke up Traci was not there. There was a note from her telling him to meet her for coffee on deck when he was ready. He wiped the sleep from his eyes, put on a pair of shorts and a shirt and went outside. It was a wonderful day. He scanned the horizon briefly, then looked up and down the ship for Traci. He spotted her a short ways away apparently helping to hoist a sail. As he got closer he realized one of the deck hands was standing behind her, his hands on top of hers, helping her. As the ship rolled, he could see their bodies briefly press against each other, his loins pushing into Traci's ass. As Don approached, he could see a big smile on Traci's face. He also couldn't help but notice how good looking the young man with her was. She waved to Don, turned back and said something to the deck hand, and then released her hold on the rope to him. She met Don with a hug and a kiss.
"What a beautiful day", she said, as they sat down on a bench by the railing.
Once again Traci looked great in a nice pair of shorts and a snug top. Don had remembered what she said last night and he had come out without underwear. He was now feeling that nice sensation of a warm breeze against his balls and dick. After a few minutes, Traci's friendly deck hand arrived with three cups of coffee.
Traci said, "Don, this is Carlos. He was kind enough to give me a sailing lesson so I invited him to join us for coffee."
Don and Carlos shook hands and settled in to a pleasant conversation. This young man immediately impressed Don. He was very intelligent with a great sense of humor. He told us that he, like much of the help on board, was from local islands. He spoke at length about his home island, with a name Don couldn't pronounce, and about his life and customs. Don gathered that he was mostly of Spanish descent. Even Don had to admit he was handsome. He was about six feet tall with black hair and a firm, lean body. He wasn't real dark, but had a deep tan that Don would have loved to have himself. As they talked, Carlos introduced them to three other young men from his island, all built very much like him and almost as good looking. Over the next few days, Don and Traci spent quite a bit of time with these young men, and were also introduced to a couple of young women from their island. They could see why the cruise lines hired them. Apparently there were some good genes floating around their island because all of them were very attractive.
Don and Traci met numerous people on the ship, made a few friends, and had lots of fun. But they spent most of their time, when they weren't making love, with Carlos and his friends. Carlos told them interesting stories about their island. One was that although many people left the island from time to time, they always came back. They seemed to have a society of extreme friendship, love, and peace. There was very little crime on their island. They would be passing by it in a few days and Traci asked for a personal tour. Carlos became quiet at the request. Carlos told them that outsiders were rarely brought there but that he would see what could be done.
The next few days were outstanding, with numerous parties, wonderful sunsets, and unbelievable sex. One evening after dinner, Traci and Don were sitting together in a lounge chair at the very front of the boat. They were alone. Traci was wearing a pair of loose fitting shorts and a cute top that zipped part way down the front. Don kissed her neck a little, and they both started to lightly touch each other, occasionally looking around to be sure they were still alone. After a few minutes, he began to play with the zipper on her shirt and before long it was open down past her breasts. He wasn't sure why but she never tried to stop him. She seemed to be much less inhibited lately. He could tell she was enjoying the breeze lightly caressing her tits. She was braless, but then neither one of them wore underwear much anymore since that first day. He continued to kiss her neck, able to look down and see her jutting nipples. He started to rub and lightly pinch them with one hand. His other hand soon found it's way into her shorts. He easily found her growing bud between her lips, stole some moisture from her hole, and began to rub it slowly. Almost instantly she was moving her hips against his hand. Don looked around one last time but they still had this spot to themselves. His hand was now moving rapidly across her clit. Between that, his other hand caressing her nipples, and the breeze blowing not only across her breasts, but also over her lips and pussy, she was helpless. She allowed him to bring her pleasure to a boil, and then she released that pleasure into the evening air. Traci's orgasms were usually strongest when brought about by a tongue on her clit and a finger inside her pussy, but this one was every bit as strong. She even moaned a little, unable to help it and not really caring anymore. Don pulled his wet finger away from her receding bud and rubbed the remaining juices on her nipples. As they lay there in total peace, they heard footsteps behind them. Don went to pull up Traci's zipper but it immediately snagged. Traci simply pulled her shirt closed as best she could, but except for her nipples, she was still quite exposed. They heard Carlos' voice as he asked if he was interrupting them.
Traci turned to greet him, said "No", and invited him to join them.
When she turned, her top opened a little more. Although it was now twilight, he got a good glimpse of Traci's nice tits. As he sat down, he said he had some good news. They would be passing by his island tomorrow and the captain had given him special permission to take them to visit his island. He had also contacted some relatives and been told he could bring Don and Traci there as his special friends. They were flattered and told him they would love to see his home. He also said a couple of the other men and women from his island would be going with them. He mentioned a few more things about his home and they talked for quite some time. Since they would be leaving early, Don and Traci went back to their cabin to get some sleep.
As they undressed for bed, Traci knelt in front of Don and began to love him with her mouth. Don had always loved the way Traci sucked him. So he simply held her head and selfishly let her. When he told her he was getting close, she turned around and waved her nice ass at him. Don knelt down and stared. He loved the sight of her pussy from behind. He moved up behind her and allowed his hard cock to find her pussy. He slid into her slowly at first, savoring her warmth, her wetness, her tightness, her love. Although they started slowly, the urgency built until faster and faster they moved against one another. They rammed repeatedly against each other, as they had so many times before, knowing exactly what felt best to the other. Don was pleasantly surprised to witness a second orgasm by his horny wife as her pussy clamped down on his dick, pushing back against him. As often happens, her orgasm triggered his and he immediately emptied his hot semen into her moist pussy. They continued to slowly thrust against each other even after their orgasms had gone, just feeling the wondrous sensations brought on by their sex. They then lay down in each other's arms, totally in love. They proclaimed their love to each other and said goodnight.
They both drifted off quickly, but Don could have sworn he heard Traci say, "Carlos", right before she started her slow soft breathing of sleep.
The next morning was gorgeous as usual. Don and Traci jumped up early in anticipation of an adventurous outing with their new friends. They were soon on their way in a small motorized boat. They were told the trip would take about an hour so they settled in and enjoyed the day. Carlos continued his dialogue about his wonderful sounding home. Some of what he told them was a little bizarre but very interesting. He said there was virtually no crime, no hatred, no jealousy, nor any of the major "sins" that was prevalent in most of society. When he explained why Don and Traci were both a little surprised. They didn't have a standard religion to speak of but worshipped the earth, "much like the American Indians", he said. He explained that their forefathers had traveled the earth and had brought back much of their behavior from various people and animals. He talked at length about a group of monkeys they had studied that had no fights or wars and the whole group was like one big family. And apparently these monkeys mated willingly with any other willing monkey in the group, even though they had mates.
Traci laughed and said, "So you just sit around and have sex all day?"
