Warning, this story is violent. It is purely fictional. It is not based on anything that has ever occurred in real life.
The nose of the cruise ship seamed stationary against the distant horizon. The equatorial sun was getting warmer on Karen's skin. It was only 7:30 am. she preferred to restrict her sunbathing to early morning and late evening, hoping to avoid any chance of getting skin cancer. The billowing clouds took on a variety of shapes. Karen amused herself by distinguishing what they looked like. The movement beside her was almost unnoticed until her husband's muscular hand appeared below her hat rim, holding a glass of orange juice. Looking up, she gratefully accepted the juice, as he settled down on the reclining deck chair beside her. Casually they discussed the planned activities. Soon they noticed the irregular shapes of an island on the horizon ahead. Their voices became excited as they discussed the two day island excursion that lay ahead. Knowing that they still had a couple of hours to kill, they decided to go to their cabin.
Karen decided to wear the light green cargo shorts and a simple long sleeved cotton blouse that would protect her from the midday sun. She arranged them on top of the dresser, then took off her bikini and lay down on the bed. She watched Robert as he finish getting his clothes ready too. He had chosen light tan shorts and a party shirt. It was dark green with great big yellow flowers. He smiled at her as he pulled the swim trunks off of his long lean muscular body and dove onto the bed beside her.
They embraced each other. Karen felt Rob kissing and licking the top of her breasts before working his way up her neck. His hands held her breasts, fondling her nipples as he licked, kissed, and nibbled his way to her ear, then to her gaping mouth. They messaged each others lips with the kiss as their tongues played hide and go seek with each other. Karen carefully grasped Rob's hardening cock. She turned, swinging her leg over his muscular chest. Rob grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing and rubbing as she gently began nibbling the end of his penis. She slid her tongue into the tight little crevice, wrapped her lips around the head and suckled it. She slowly lowered her pussy as he guided her to his waiting lips and tongue.
Karen always thrilled at the feeling of his thick eight inches sliding into her throat as she sucked it in. She carefully let her lips slide between it and her teeth to protect him. She began to bob her head up and down rhythmically. She felt the glory rising in her loins as Rob's tongue worked on her. He drove it into her, licking her deeply. she felt his hot tongue wiggling against the sides of her pussy, playing with her urethra and then her clitoris. She continued sliding her wet mouth up and down his long shaft as he played. Soon she felt her orgasm growing near. Bob's cock felt hot and rock hard in her mouth. She slowed down and then stopped sucking him. She lifted her mouth off his hardness and buried her nose in his balls and blew a raspberry.
Rob responded to her signal. He gently lifted her legs over beside him on the bed. In an instant she had pivoted and lay beside him. Rob rose over her. Karen spread her legs and knees wide. Rob swiftly drove his hard cock into her hot hole. She thrilled as his hard body slammed into her clitoris, and his balls slapped against her. They worked each other in complete harmony as their orgasms rose within them. Their mouths embraced, tongues entwined, and then parted as Rob rose to deliver his strong hard thrusts deep into her loins. She felt his cock stiffen and then flutter as her own orgasm peaked into climax. He lowered his weight back into her embrace. They held each other as their thrusts subsided into gentle rocking, and then stopped. Karen relaxed as Rob pulled his plug from her. The flood gushed down her crack and onto the bed.
They laughed together as they lay there waiting to stop panting. After a few moments of blissful silence they heard the deep bellowing sound of the ship's horn as it signaled the taxi that would lead it to dock. Together, they bolted for the shower.
Rob and Karen followed the flow of tourists as they stepped off the gangway. Delicious aromas tantalized their appetites as their eyes viewed an abundance of booths and shops that filled the marketplace before them. Following the cobble stoned street for about 25 yards, they paused as they approached the first intersection. Carefully they considered which way to go first. People swarmed around the long rows of sales booths that skirted the sidewalks. The sidewalks fronted the long row of stores and shops housed by old stone builds. The marketplace extended as far as they could see, in all three directions.
The first goal would be to locate the tour office. They planned to take a jungle tour scheduled for 1:00, which was in two hours. They wanted to locate the office before doing anything else, so they would be able to find it when the time came. They carefully studied the map that the cruise line had provided. They figured they should continue straight ahead for two blocks and then turn left. It would be two blocks down that road.
The merchants' friendly voices beckoned to them to stop as they walked through. Rob and Karen smiled back and waved. They pointed to their map in an attempt to explain that they needed to go on. As they noticed objects of interest, they promised the merchants they would return later.
Turning left at the second corner was like turning the corner into a different world. The cobblestones ended, the road beside them turned to dirt. It was lined with several old cars. Most were rusty and dented. Their windows had plastic taped over them. The storefronts here more run down. Many of the windows were boarded up. There were very few people. Occasionally an old car would pass by the corner at the end of the block. They made a rumbling noise and were accompanied by large clouds of dust. Rob and Karen reached the building on the second corner, finding the name of the tour company on the door. It was locked.
Well, at least they knew where it was. As they turned together to go back towards the market, they saw a little girl on the other side of the road. She smiled and waved at them and began skipping across in their direction. Rob and Karen greeted her and smiled at her. They both enjoyed being around children. The child asked if they were going to the market and said that she would like to go with them. They told her that they would be honored to have her accompany them. The child walked between them and then stopped. They turned to look at her and she held her hands up to Karen. Karen hesitated, but then agreed to pick the little girl up and carry her as they walked.
They had just crossed the next road when they heard an angry voice coming from behind. "Stop! Stop! Don't take my baby. Police, Police, Help, please stop them. They're taking my baby!
They turned around to see a woman in the middle of the road pointing at them and waving at a car. They heard it's siren begin screaming as it slid around the corner in their direction. Karen swiftly lifted the little girl down to the ground as the old rusty police car slid to a halt in front of them. A billowing cloud of dirt and dust spread over them. The woman ran up as the two police officers jumped out of the car. They both weighed about 250 pounds. They approached Rob and Karen with their guns in their hands.