The New Friend

The New Friend

"Last chance, have we got everything?" John said holding the front door ajar.

"I think so love, if we've forgotten anything, we can buy it on the boat."

They climbed into the taxi for the short drive to the port. This was the couple's second cruise. It wasn't really John's cup of tea, but he conceded Mary had gone without so many holidays when he'd been in the army that he could grin and bare it for her.

They got to their cabin and started unpacking. John looked across and saw Mary with a handful of sexy underwear.

"Have you brought the tablets?" He asked.

"I might have." She said with a sly smile.

The first few days at sea were uneventful. The closer they got to the equator though, the more time they spent on the sun deck. You had to get there early though as there wasn't enough sun beds for the demand. It was on the third day that they saw her. John looked up from his note pad. He reckoned she was perhaps early twenties, very curvy and very black. He watched her as she looked in vain for an empty bed. It was on her second circuit that John got up;

"Hi there."

"Oh, hello." She said with a smile.

"I couldn't help noticing you're after a sun bed."

"Yes, I was told there would be plenty." She said looking around.

"This is what we're going to do; we'll hot bed if you pardon the expression. I'm going for a swim, so have mine and I'm sure my wife will have a swim at some point."

"Are you sure? That's so kind."

"John." He said holding out his hand.

"Grace." She said shaking his hand.

"That's Mary"

"Hi there." Mary said shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked up.

John then walked off towards the pool. Grace lay her towel down and undid her sarong. Mary couldn't help looking up from her book and study the young woman's figure.

"Thanks so much for this. Your man is a star." Grace said getting comfortable.

"I'm very keen on him."

"What's he working on?" Grace asked.

"I'm sorry?" Mary said a little confused.

"I noticed he was jotting things down on his pad."

"Oh, he's a writer. I made him leave his laptop and phone at home this time, so I can actually spend some time with him. He likes the notepad, it's like a safety blanket for him - just encase he gets a sudden burst of inspiration."

"I see. What does he write? I love a bit of cosy crime myself." She said waving a paperback.

"You'll have to ask him that question yourself."

Grace thought that was a slightly odd thing to say and decided she'd probably better leave the woman in piece. A half hour later John walked towards them dripping all the way.

Grace made to get up;

"It's alright dear; you stay there, I'm going to go for a dip." Mary said.

And with that she squeezed her husbands hand and walked off.

"What's the water like?" Grace asked looking up.

"Wet."

Grace threw her book at him, then quickly realised what she'd done.

"I'm god I'm so sorry." She said holding a hand over her mouth.

John just laughed.

"I asked for that. The water is actually not too bad. I would definitely recommend it."

As John started drying himself off Grace spoke up.

"What do you write John?"

"Oh, short stories mostly." He said without looking at her.

"Nice, any genre in particular?"

John stayed silent and carried on drying himself.

"Is it a secret?" Grace said teasing him.

"It is a secret, yes." He replied.

Grace didn't know quite what to say to that, but things started clicking over in her head.

"Would you consider telling me the secret? I am a big girl."

John had a quick look around to make sure he wouldn't be overheard.

"Adult fiction."

"My, my." Grace said and lay back on her sun bed deep in thought.

"Yes, I find it's either a conversation starter or breaker."

Grace turned on her side and faced him.

"Are they racy?"

"Err, yes, that's one way to describe them." John replied trying not to laugh.

"Could I read one?"

"Sure, it's not everyone's bag though, so please don't judge me too harshly."

He then scribbled down something on his pad ripped off the page and passed it to her.

"Probably best not to read anything whilst here." He said quietly.

"Ok." She replied as she then keyed in the words to her Smartphone.

John knew full well she wouldn't be able to resist having a look. He then pulled down his cap as if to have a doze. Five minutes later he became aware of her fidgeting around. He smiled as he thought (and hoped) about what was happening to her body a few inches away from his. Five minutes later she quietly got up from her bed and left.

"What have you done with her?" Mary said walking back to him.

"I don't know; had a funny turn I reckon."

"You shouldn't tease young ladies you bad man." She said wrapping a towel around herself.

"I like to think I'm providing a service." He said with a smile.

Thirty minutes later Grace appeared around the corner. John stood up and walked towards the pool before she reached them.

"Is everything alright dear?" Mary enquired.

"Yes, thanks." She said as she sat back down. She then stared into the distance.

"Are you sure you are ok?"

"Your husband is a legend." Grace said looking at her now.

"I think so too. His stories don't really do anything for me, but I can see why many people enjoy them."

Grace lay back on the sun bed.

"You wouldn't do me a favour would you?" Mary said.

Grace sat back up.

"Name it."

"Would you be so kind as to tell him you've enjoyed his writing? It will give him such a boost, and may well ensure I'm on a promise this evening."

"I would be happy to." She replied with a wink.

Grace then got up and made her way to the pool. She soon spotted him leant up against the side. She made her way over and sat down beside him with her legs in the pool.

"You're quite a writer John."

"Oh, I don't know about that."

"Honestly, I can't remember the last time I came twice in one day."

"You don't know how good that feels. I love my wife dearly but to know I've helped to bring another woman to orgasm is a real kick."

"Some of the things you write about, the language - you're a really kinky chap."

John laughed.

"It's not real," he explained to her; "that's the beauty of it. I admit there is probably a bit of me in each story, drawing on some past experience but most of it is pure fantasy."

"Well, you've got some imagination, I'll give you that. You have got to be a great lover I bet."

"Would you believe me if I told you I struggle to get an erection?"

"Oh. But you're only young aren't you?"

"Fifty-three, but sadly my body knows full well my days of making babies is long gone, so it has decided to slowly shut down redundant functions."

"Oh John, that's so sad."

"Oh, don't worry - fifteen years ago I would be devastated, but an accidental medical discovery has given me a reprieve."

"Viagra? Does it actually work?"

"Yes, and the bizarre thing is it makes me a better lover than I was when I was twenty."

"How does it do that?" She asked genuinely interested.

Just then Mary came over;

"We'd better think about getting changed for dinner."

"Ok love." John replied.

"Lovely to meet you Grace, I hope we bump into you again." Mary said.

"So do I." Grace replied smiling.

John and Mary had just finished their evening drinks on the rear terrace.

"Shall we head back to the room?" John asked.

Mary then got something out of her handbag.

"I tell you what, why don't you take one of those and I'll get us another drink," and with that she pushed the row of tablets towards him.

Even before the prescribed twenty minutes John could feel movement.

"Drink up love, things are a foot." John said with a smile.

As they walked back to their cabin Mary asked John;

"You've been thinking about Grace haven't you?"

"I know there is no point in deceiving you - you read me like a book." He replied laughing.

"So you have?"

"I have, and I've been thinking of you too."

"Pull the other one."

"Ah, so you don't know everything then."

"You can tell me the scenario when we get in the room then." Mary said quickening her step.

As soon as Mary had closed their cabin door, John held her tight. His hands then went down to her bottom.

"I'm waiting John..."

"Oh, yes." He thought for a moment. "Why don't you Grace sit over there and watch me make love to my wife."

"So she's a voyeur?" Mary said gently squeezing his hard on through his trousers.

"I'm sure she's lots of things but I reckon she is a voyeur yes."

"I'm sure Grace would like to watch you take my knickers down and put your lips to my sex."

John sank to his knees while Mary held the hem of her dress up. First he pushed his face to her knickers and started kissing hard over her mound. Mary then rested up against the door.

"You're going to love it when you find out how wet I am."

With that John pulled her knickers down and she stepped out of them. He immediately put his face to her pussy. John was delighted to see she had trimmed and shaved for their holiday. She saw him looking;

"Why shouldn't the young ones all have the fun?" She said with a cheeky smile.

"Grace come over here and look at this wonderful smooth pussy." John said over his shoulder.

John then alternated between fingering her with two fingers and licking her clit.

"Oh, keep on doing that darling and you can do what ever you want with me."

John kept working away; safe in the knowledge his erection wasn't going anywhere. After a few minutes Mary started to come.

"Yes John, Yes!"

She gripped his head firmly and he was rewarded with a run of pussy juice on his tongue. As Mary got herself together John quickly undressed.

"I think you should get undressed as well Grace, it's only fair." John said.

"Oh, John she is beautiful; look at those large full breasts. And her pussy is totally shaved."

John then grabbed her and pushed her over the end of the bed.

"Watch this Grace." He said.

With that he pushed apart Mary's pussy lips with his cock end. As soon as he felt the warmth of her insides he pushed in hard. Mary groaned into the bed.

John then started fucking her hard; harder than he could remember ever doing so before. He couldn't stop himself from slapping her bottom every now and then.

"Yes, fuck me John."

John pumped away for some time before he held himself tight inside her. He finished coming and looked down at his still hard cock covered in their combined cum. Sometimes on Viagra as soon as he'd come he felt like it was over, but not tonight, he turned Mary over and lifted he legs high. He pushed straight back in hard.

"Aren't I a lucky girl Grace?" Mary said as she watched her husbands cock going in and out of her.

After a few more minutes John spoke;

"I think Grace would love to see you suck me off."

"Oh, I don't think she'd be interested in seeing that." She teased.

"Try her."

Mary then got up and knelt on the bed. John pulled her dress up.

"That's it show Grace your fantastic bottom while you suck my cock." John said.

Mary wiggled her bottom as she moved towards John's cock. John knew she must be really turned on because normally she'd baulk at the thought of sucking his cock when it had just been inside her. He smiled at her as she looked him in the eye and took him into her mouth. After a while she pulled back;

"You can pretend its Graces mouth, I won't mind."

With that statement hanging in the air John felt his second orgasm approaching.

"Go on do it." Mary said and then opened her mouth.

John then wanked his cock hard until he reached the tipping point.

"Fuck." He said as he watched his cock spurt into Mary's mouth.

Next morning John and Mary were up early to get three sun beds, just encase. Sure enough soon after breakfast had closed Grace came sauntering down towards them.

"Hey you two, is that for me?" She said looking at the empty sun bed in-between them."

"If you want it?"

"I think it would be really rude of me to not accept..."

John and Mary looked at each other and smiled.

"So, what did you two kids get up to last night?" Grace said to them both.

John got up, took his t-shirt off and headed off to the pool.

"I'll tell you if you promise to give me all the gory details on your night."

"Deal, but I reckon you probably had a more interesting night than I did."

By the time John got back from the pool, the women were best buddies.

"Everything good?" he said drying himself off.

"Oh yes dear, I've found out more about Grace in the last twenty minutes than I have about our own daughter in twenty years."

"Does that mean we'll be a trio for dinner tonight?" John asked.

"If you'll have me?" Grace said smiling at them both.

Mary then decided to go for a dip. Grace turned to John;

"Have you ever written a story based around a young voluptuous black woman?"

"No, but it just so happens I'm working on an idea at the moment."

"Oh, you'll have to let me proof read it." She said with a giggle.

"You can write it if you want." He replied straight faced before adding, "I'm going to join Mary in the pool, you coming?"

Grace got up and took his outstretched hand. Mary smiled broadly when she saw them climbing down the steps into the pool hand in hand.

"Fancy meeting you here." Grace said to Mary.

"I know, fancy."

"Any plans after dinner tonight Grace?" Mary said.

"I'm thinking I might share it with a couple of good friends." Grace replied.

Mary then dunked her head under the water and groped Grace's sizable bottom. John was watching;

"I'm sorry; you seem to bring out the worst in her."

"Or the best I hope..." Grace said before adding; "You know, they say you should always seize the moment..."

Mary then came up for breath.

"We're leaving." John said sternly.

"What, what have I done?"

"Relax Mary, we're leaving together." Grace said putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Oh."

They quickly gathered up their possessions and headed inside.

"Who's room?" Mary said.

"Have you got a balcony?" Grace asked.

"No." Mary replied.

"Well, we may as well go to mine then."

"I tell you what; tell us the number and we'll meet you there in twenty." Mary said.

"Ten." John chipped in.

Grace then grabbed something from her bag. She gave Mary a key card.

"Let yourself in, I got another key just encase."

Mary and John dashed back to their room.

"I don't know what to wear." Mary fretted.

"Look, wear what you feel comfortable in."

"You choose." She said eventually.

John walked over to her drawers and rifled through. As soon as he saw the white French knickers he grabbed them.

"You got something to go with these?"

"Leave it to me," she said with a smile before adding; "the tablets are on the side."

They then walked down the corridor heading for Graces cabin.

"What's going to happen in there Mary?" John asked.

"I think at our age we should just go with the flow, don't you think?" She answered sincerely.

"That sounds like a great plan. I love you so much."

They swiped the key card, looked at each other and opened the door. They saw Grace leaning over her balcony looking at the sea. She was just wearing a pair of full white panties and matching bra.

The pair of them were sure that she would have noticed them enter the room but still she looked at to sea. John motioned for Mary to sit on the bed. They both sat there in silence for a while looking at the back of Grace admiring her young figure. They then saw Grace start feeling her own breasts. They couldn't quite see but they reckoned she must be tweaking her nipples because they could hear her sigh over the noise of the ship and sea. They then watched as a hand snaked down her body and rested between her legs. Mary was already stroking her own crotch by now.

"Go to her Mary," John said, before adding; "just go with the flow."

Mary got up and to John's surprise he saw her pull her sundress up and over her head before walking over to Grace. He then watched as Mary stood next to Grace at the rail and began imitating her. John couldn't stop himself from getting up and undressing. He then sat back down naked and started stroking his cock.

He pumped harder when he saw the two women start to stroke each others bottoms.

"What are we going to do?" Mary said to Grace.

"Well for starters, I'd love to watch you two love birds fucking."

John heard this and leapt up from the bed. He then knelt behind his beautiful wife and pressed his face between her buttocks.

"Oh, you lucky thing." Grace said looking down.

John managed to pull the loose material of her knickers aside and swipe his tongue up her crease.

"I think you'd both be far more comfortable on my bed." Grace said stroking Mary's arm.

"Tell us what to do, what you want to see." Mary said.

"Ok, I can do that. John, lay on the bed and Mary, sit on his face."

Mary thought for a second; that was a position she'd never been in before...

John quickly lay back on the bed and wanked his cock in anticipation.

"Are you happy for me to fellate your husband while he eats you out?"

Mary just nodded as she dropped her knickers and swung a leg over John's head.

John then got straight to work sucking Mary's hard clit. He couldn't see what else was happening but he then swooned as he felt a pair of wet lips envelope his cock.

He groaned into his wife's pussy. Mary watched on whilst playing with her tits.

"Oh, he's going to love you for that." She said as she saw Grace deep throat his seven inches on her first take.

After a few minutes, Grace pulled off of John.

"Did he take a tablet?" She asked Mary.

"Yes dear."

"Well, I think he'd better cum in my mouth then."

They both heard John make a muffled sound and they looked at each other and smiled.

"Did he say no then?" Grace teased before taking his length down again.

"I don't know dear. John would you or wouldn't you like to cum in this beautiful young woman's mouth?"

Before he could answer he started coming. Grace smiled around his cock as he filled her mouth. She gratefully swallowed it all down. She then went up to Mary and kissed her full on the mouth. Whilst doing so she reached down and started rubbing Mary's clit.

"Come for me Mary, I demand you to come on you husbands face."

Mary started shaking and she held onto Graces Shoulders to steady herself.

Grace carried on rubbing hard.

"Stop, stop!" Mary shouted.

Grace carried on rubbing harder and harder.

"Stop!"

John was started to get a little concerned. That was until his wife started squirting all over his body.

"Oh, good girl," Grace said whilst gently slapping her fingers against Mary's pussy.

After a minute Mary got her self together;

"What? I'm so sorry..." She said as she looked down at John's wet body.

"What are you sorry for you silly sausage? Are you telling me that was the first time you've ever squirted? John, I think you really need to fuck some sense into her."

John climbed out from under his wife.

"Stick that big cock in her from behind."

Mary got on all fours on the bed. She then felt Grace get on the bed beside her. Grace then pushed Mary's body into position. Mary ended up with her shoulders on the bed and her bottom stuck up in the air with her legs apart. John looked on as he stroked his cock. He couldn't remember seeing Mary in such an erotic position.

He then felt Grace come up behind him. She ground her large tits over his back and bottom.

"See, all that yoga came in useful after all. Fuck her John, fuck her hard."

John then moved until his cock was inches away from the target. Grace then swiped away his hand from his cock.

"Here, let me."

She then proceeded to pull John forward until he connected with his wife's pussy lips.