Cruising with Grand Parents

Disclaimer, all characters, scenarios, places, names etc are fictitious. If by chance they remind you of someone its all in your mind.

A winter cruise around the Mediterranean with my Grand parents was dropped in my lap with no way out of it. My dad David Watson had booked it for their 60th wedding anniversary grandad Bob and granny Jackie thought they had been given the best present ever. A 5 star luxury cruise with all the extras, a tour in every port, the top drinks package, tips paid for and two grand spending money. Our house keeper was going as well, to look after them, but she only got a basic package, the tours and a months pay for the 14 days on top of her wages.

Then she went and broke her shoulder 3 days before the trip, that's when Dad dropped his bombshell on me, I was going to have to take her place. He could manage without me at work for the two weeks, plus gran thought the sun shone out of my arse, his words not mine. All I had to do was keep them company, which was true as they did pretty much look after themselves. Once they were up, they mostly just sat about doing nothing. Mrs Jackson sorted out their meds, their clothes for the day, made meals for them and me and dad.

My mum was no longer with us, she had left 2 years previous to find herself as she told dad. But I knew she left to be with her hairdresser, ok maybe I was putting two and two together but he disappeared at the same time as her. Leaving his wife and daughter to run the business and she hadn't heard a word from him, since that day he said he was off.

I know all this because I was fucking his daughter at that time. We had since broken up not my choice, or maybe it was, but she wanted more, she was 22 and wanted commitment and I wasn't willing to give it. I was only 20 at the time and was enjoying my life to the full, I wasn't ready for moving in together, even though I know it would have had its advantages. I only saw her at weekends,mainly because I worked till late 3 nights a week in the club my dad owned.

Believe me I tried my hardest to get out of going, but gran wouldn't accept anyone from an agency to replace Mrs Jackson. it had to be someone she could trust and when grandad had suggested me to dad, it was a done deal all behind my back.

Dad told me he would try to get me an upgrade and a full drinks package but he wasn't sure it could be done at this late stage.

So there I was handing our passports over to the lady behind the desk in Gatwick aiport for our 10am flight to Barcelona, after a nights stay at the Hilton hotel. The two hours with gran and grandad at the airport flew by, me pushing gran around in a wheelchair and grandad plodding along with his walking stick, looking around the duty free. Stopping at the cafe for a quick drink, a bit too early for a beer, grans words not mine. Then a relatively quick flight to Barcelona, a taxi to the ship and thats when I saw the queue to book in, it was full of old people. The youngest person I could see was maybe 50, it looked more like a Saga Cruise than P and O. we got booked in and shown to our rooms, fortunately for me dad had got an upgrade, nothing as good as gran and grandads suite, but at least in wasn't the basic inside cabin. I now had a balcony with sea views.

I had thought that a reasonably looking 6 foot tall, fit 22 year old, would stand a chance of pulling a bird whilst we cruised the med. But I'm afraid Ben Watson, thats me by the way, was going to be disappointed, the only way of getting a bit, would be with a young female crew member.

Grandad also spotted it, telling me I was on the wrong cruise for a bit of fun, with a nod and a wink. Then he added, maybe all the younger passengers had already boarded. We went off to the welcome meeting in the gala hall,

from what I could see in here, I was on a Saga cruise. Ok a few of the female crew members in there, were, close to my age. But I didn't see one and think mmmm nice. The meeting finished and we went off to see if our rooms were ready. Grans and grandads was according to housekeeping, so off we went.

No wonder this room cost a packet, it was massive. There was a welcome basket of fruit, a bottle of champagne cooling in a bucket of ice. On the bed they had made 2 swans out of the towels and a silver tray with 4 chocolates on it. Gran had spotted these as well and told us both hands off they are for her, we both knew better than to protest. I help them get settled in and went back to housekeeping, where I got a very nice surprise, an upgrade to a small suite across the corridor from gran. The room was plush not as big as gran's but I had stuck gold as far as I was concerned, no bottle of champagne or fruit, but i did get the chocolates and a towel swan.

Once I had settled in I popped across the corridor to tell gran and grandad the good news. They was ready to go down for a look around and pop into the bar for a drink, then go straight into our 7.30 evening meal slot on table DC461 in the Golden days dining room. I was hoping not to be going into that one, it sounded like they had put all the old people in it. Unfortunately I was with them, Grandad had asked if it was possible, and they had changed it for the 14 days to be dining with them.

I needed to do a quick change, I had shorts and a tee shirt on which was not allowed in the dining room, it was trousers and shirt, luckily jackets were optional.

The ship was somewhat of a rabbit warren, corridors everywhere leading off in all directions. Definitely a case of gran holding onto the map we had been given at reception. We eventually found a bar close to the dining and settled down for a quick beer. One turned into two before we moved, to go for our meal, judging by the crowd going that way, I was wrong when I thought the golden room meant for the oldest lot. But I still hadn't seen anyone who looked younger than 50. Finding our table wasn't a problem, you had to file past a large board showing the table locations before checking in with the lady at the lectern, who was maybe in her 40's. A table for 11 people according to the chart in the far corner, the easiest route for the wheelchair was going to be round the outer edge. We had no problem finding our places there was only three chairs left. Gran was sat between me and grandad, opposite us was a couple in their early 50's Fred and Diane, next to them was a group of 6 ladies of varying ages from maybe late 40's to early 60's. I was sat next to a blonde lady called Grace, the table was already full of half full bottles and glasses of wine, it looked they had a head start on us. The meal was excellent and the company was surprisingly good, I seemed to get on well with Grace and the quiet spoken Janet who was next to her. Maybe it could have been the amount of alcohol that was consumed, if Grace wasn't filling my glass gran was.

All I can say is that I woke up in my room alone at 4am, fully clothed on top of the bed and busting for a pee. Job done I got stripped and back in bed, wondering if I had done anything bad. I was quite surprised I didn't have a bad hangover and that I made breakfast, with only 5 minutes to spare. There was only me at our allocated table, so it was a quick breakfast, a nice full English with plenty of black coffee. I wondered if I should check on gran and grandad before going back into my room, in the end I decided I just had too. I knocked on the door and grandad opened it, when he saw me he just laughed and ask how was I feeling. I had to admit I had been better and was unsure how I got to bed. According to him I pushed gran back their room and then went to mine, said goodnight and went in.

They all missed me at breakfast and called me a lightweight, they were all going to the back pool deck for the day if I wanted to join them, otherwise they would see me for tonight's dinner. Grandad asked me to push gran there if I didn't mind, it was no problem for me, but I did tell him I wouldn't be stopping, I was going exploring the ship. They had saved gran and grandad two loungers so I just said hi all and left them to it. I did manage to find about a dozen younger people in one of the bars but they were all couples. At the large pool in the bow area of the ship there was a large group of young men sat near the bar in the pool. I wandered over to join them when it became obvious this lot was a group of gays. By lunch time I had just about done a full tour of the ship, any hopes of finding some single female cruise passengers had long gone. I ended up having a cheese burger and a beer in one of the bars and struck up a conversation with the bar man. Unfortunately he confirmed for me this was the wrong cruise for me to have any chance of meeting single young women, but I should be very wary of the groups of the older ones. They hunt in packs looking for victims which are normally the cruise staff, get them pissed and take them back to their staterooms for a fuck. Most of the guys that aren't single avoid them but the others just fill their boots. So if was into shagging older women, I was on the right cruise.

I told him the oldest women I had ever had was 24 when I was 18, I really didn't think I could do it to someone my mums age, never mind my grans. He laughed and told me that was pretty much his point of view until last summer, when he fell for a 62 year old on a seven night islands tour. After the second night, she had him hooked him and then she fucked him senseless every night after that. When she left the ship, she left him a 500 dollar tip with a note that thanked him for a great time, but that was it. if she saw him again on a future cruise,it wouldn't happen again as she prefers a new one each time.

Dinner that night I viewed the table with different eyes, Grace was a maybe, Janet a definite no way, Ann a possibility, Lynn a could do, as was Alice, the one I wasn't sure of at all was Jenny. Such a quiet lady, a bit on the big side a pretty face and a massive pair of tits, not something I was into, more than a handful is waste. The booze was flowing just like the previous night, but at 9pm they all announced they were off to bed as it was a 8am start for the Naples trip. Even though I wasn't going on all of the trips dad had paid for, I retired as well.

It was another breakfast alone for me again, not that I was bothered. I spent the morning and early afternoon having a look round Naples, had a McDonalds and was back on board by 3pm. Gran, Grandad and the gang were due back at 4pm as we were due to sail at 5.15. I was watching from the deck, for when the bus came back to give them a hand, but the crew had it all in hand, a man got gran in her chair, so I left them to it.

On my way back to my room I passed a small bar and a young lady was singing, so I stopped for a quick beer, before dinner. She looked maybe 28 or 29 and was quite good, she was also good to look at. She did two numbers then sat down with an older couple who could have been mum and dad. Then dad got up and he did a song, from the 70's, looks like I had stumbled across a karaoke bar. As the place filled up with a bit of a younger crowd, I decided to go to dinner and then come back, I might even get up and do a couple of songs myself. I could do fairly decent renditions of Sweet Caroline and Imagine, after that it was a bit dodgy. But the crowd in that bar seemed the right age group to enjoy them.

Dinner was a quiet affair only the 2 couples and me, the ladies were going Al A Carte same as Gran and Grandad. It was Italian night, melon and ham starter, a choice of 4 different pasta dishes and 6 or so different pizzas. I went with a meat feast no starter, no wine just a San Miguel. Back at the bar it was fairly quiet, I was thinking of leaving when the young lady turned up. Went straight over to the guy running the karaoke and picked up his song book. After she had sorted that out she headed to the bar and sat next to me. Hi she said I saw you in earlier have you come for some more earache.

Come on you wasn't that bad, if you want to hear bad I will do one. I bought her a drink and we went and sat at a table. Half way through our drinks the DJ called her name to go up and sing, she waved at him and shook her head. So he moved on to the next punter. She never did get to sing, but when she found out I was on my own in a small suite, she suggested we went back to mine before we got too drunk. Lizzie knew what she wanted and didn't mess about letting me know either. I was hardly through the door before she pushed me up against the wall and kissed me. The look around my place she wanted, looked like it would have to wait. I had only seen the woman maybe 3 hours earlier and she was stripping me naked a damn sight quicker than I could strip her.

She literally pounced on my cock and was sucking and licking for all she was worth, she seemed desperate for me to cum. But I managed to manoeuvre around her and buried my head between her legs, sticking my tongue in her arse stopped her sucking for a second or two. But she then attacked my balls, I thought I could hold on but she stuck her thumb up my arse and I exploded on her face. She screamed in delight and I watched her lick her lips and then collect my spunk on her fingers and suck them clean. once that was done she shoved my hand between her legs. This was obvious to me she wanted me to attack her cunt as she had done to my prick. This was a challenge I was up for. She had the snalles clit I had ever seen, but the also the most sensitive one. Her cunt accepted one then two fingers easily, when I pushed in a third she started moaning, a fourth made her struggle, I was hoping she would let me fist her but when I tried to get my thumb in she stopped me. Not with her hands but the way she shouted at me to fuck me now, so I did.

I was on top of her slamming my prick into her and my balls kept slapping against her arse, she was digging her nails into my arse cheeks as she helped me thrust into her. I don't know how long we kept going before she wanted to change positions, now it was my turn to lay on my back. This will always be my favourite position, watching a woman bounce on my prick and her tits bouncing in front of my face. I could see by the look on her face she was close and so was I. I tried to stop her and pull out, telling her I was about to cum, she got off me and told me shove it in her arse fucking quick.

She knelt on the bed and shoved her arse up towards me, her hands on her cheeks spreading them wide, I stuck the head of my prick at the entrance of her arse and slowly started to push, I just slid straight in she was that wet.

Her fingers were in her cunt frigging herself as I fucked her arse, it didn't take her long to cum and I spent my second load in her arse. Then she took me totally by surprise and jumped off the bed and started to get dressed. Got to go she said, don't take this the wrong way, but I just needed a quick fuck, it won't be happening again and I wont be keeping touch, we leave the ship tomorrow, bye and thanks. The door opened then closed before I could say a word.

I always thought it was the guy that did that type of thing, but who was I to complain, only a few days into the cruise and I had fucked one very nice lady. Maybe I would find another before the holiday was over, but If not at least it wasn't a dry holiday.

I got a quick shower and went off to see grandad, to see what was going on. I had missed out on a great trip to see some churches and a wine tasting.

What was a bit annoying was they had confirmed me on a trip, at the next port in Italy for a wine tasting tour, Grace had wanted someone to go with a her, her pals were doing another churches tour. Gran had said I wouldn't mind and I needed to see something more than just the Port. Now anyone who knows my gran will tell you, when she sets her mind on something it has to happen or there is trouble. That night Grace sat on the opposite side of the table and I was sat next to Jenny, trying to get a conversation going with her was impossible, she just about ignored me all night apart from the odd word or two about the meal. So as soon as dinner was over I made my excuses and left, it was a bit of a surprise them but thats how I felt.

The trip was visiting 6 different vineyards with a light lunch at the third one. Grace was great company on the bus and we arrived at the first just before 10am. We all got off and filed into the winery and listened to a man who looked about 110 years old, he stood about 5ft tall with an arched back and told us all about his special grapes. Then he left us to a young lady who gave us a tiny sample of a red, white, rose and then a sparkling wine. It was virtually a mirror image of that at all vineyards. The only difference was the third one we got a buffet lunch. By the end of the day there was a lot of very happy people on the bus, Grace had taken to walking with me arm in arm. To her credit she did ask me if it was ok, for an old git her like to do it, her words not mine. When we got back on the bus it was only a 30 minute drive back to the ship and we then had 1 hour till our evening meal. Just time to get showered and changed, Grace asked me to help her to her room, which I of course said I would, but we only got half way when we met Jenny her room mate who took over. I thought Grace seemed a bit annoyed but maybe I was imagining it.

We all seemed to arrive at the table together and Grace sat next to me again. The menu tonight was soup, followed by roast duckling with roasted vegetables, then the usual choice of cakes. After the soup course Grace got up and said she needed the ladies, when she came back she moved her chair closer to mine, a bit odd I thought. The main course arrived and went and we were all waiting for the trolley of cakes etc to arrive, when she grabbed my hand which was on my left leg, stuck it under her napkin and between her legs, all while looking at me straight into my eyes with a huge smile on her face. I was on bare flesh, her legs parted a little further and she pushed my hand onto her naked hairy cunt. The trolley for the cakes arrived at the same time as she pushed my middle finger into her very warm treasure box. Then she removed her hand and put it back on the table, her eyes still hadn't left mine. It was a bit awkward but I managed to get a second finger in and was doing a very gentle circular motion in one very wet cunt, it wasn't long enought to get her off. Because the waiter was serving our desserts and I had to remove my hand to eat my apple strudel and cream, and she was nibbling at her triple chocolate delight cake.

We had finished our meal and coffees when Grace asked Jenny if she fancied a little walk around the ship, Jenny shook her head and said she was off for a lie down, but maybe later. Grace then asked me if I would walk with her to end a very very nice day, if I wasn't busy that was. Gran gave me one of her looks, as if to say you better do this or else. I had already ready decided I was up for it anyway. Of course I will Grace where do you want to go, oh just a wander anywhere,look at the ocean maybe have a drink, then its time for bed don't you agree, I certainly do it will be my pleasure. We got up and left went to the lift that took you up to the top deck, she kissed me not hard but wantingly as soon as the lift doors closed behind us. How long do you think it will take your gran to get back to their room, she asked me. Normally about 10 minutes max Grandad walks so slow these days pushing the chair. Ok she said time for a look at the ocean, then its back to yours for a drink.

We looked at the ocean and when there was noone else around, we had a kiss and a little grope of each other, then we headed down to my room.

Luckily we didn't meet anyone we knew and as I opened the door Grace held back and said sorry she couldn't do it, I didn't try to pressure her, I just said I totally understand and offered to walk her back to her room. We stopped outside her door she kissed me, thanked me and apologised profusely and went into her room.