Fantasy Sex Cruise 10

When we got to Alanna's it didn't disappoint. We found high quality lingerie that was definitely designed to arouse. That fact was obvious because two gorgeous, tall sales clerks were wearing it. What they wore would definitely look appropriate in a high-class bordello. Their ample breasts were on marvelous display behind very sheer lace brassieres and their long shapely legs were clad in black lacy stockings held up by tiny black garter belts. The thongs they wore over their bald pussies were barely more than wisps of diaphanous fabric that pretended to cover only their lips. The four-inch high heels made them even taller than they were naturally. Their makeup was straight out of a Las Vegas show.

Mark and Bradley sat on a comfortable sofa and told us to take our time and put on another show for them. Both clerks kept bringing us items to try on and model. The clerks were happy to be part of this display as they bent over to make little adjustments to what we were wearing. I was surprised there weren't more men in this store. I'd come here every day if I were a man who lived here.

I bought enough stuff to completely replace every piece of underwear I owned and then some. I was throwing out everything I currently had and was going to wear sexy undies until I had to start wearing diapers. Half of it was purely for sexual titillation but half was at least somewhat practical, sexy and revealing but comfortable.

Ashley decided to do the same thing. We each bought two pairs of come-fuck-me high heels to wear with our new formal gowns as well as stockings and garter belts, assorted thongs, bras and another bathing suit that would probably get you arrested in most public places in the states. It was nothing more than a tiny triangle of soft stretchy Lycra to cover your labia and two thin strings that stretched up to tie around the neck with a third string that came up the back. Little patches of cloth to cover your areolas were optional. Ashley's was bright red and mine was electric blue. It should have had a label like cigarettes that said 'WARNING: Don't even think of wearing this if you have even a single pubic hair.'

Mark and Bradley had never had more fun shopping. They made no attempt to hide the obvious bulges in their pants. I couldn't blame them, those two sales girls made me horny too.

We decided to head back to the ship mainly because the four of us couldn't carry any more bags. We headed for the room to drop off our stuff and then decided to head for a pool reserved for passengers that occupied suites. It was an adult pool and that meant a very relaxed dress code. Perfect for wearing our new bathing suits. We weren't the least bit hesitant to wear them but we did put on a cover-up to get to the pool.

We decided to forgo the nipple patches however in favor of a little clasp that you could use to pull the two front strings together in the middle so your boobs would show on either side. Considering the thinness of the strings we were essentially topless; bottomless too for that matter given the miniscule size of the crotch piece.

When we got to the pool there were about twenty other people sitting in lounge chairs around a pool. A bar where you could order drinks was on one end. We all ordered the drink of the day; something called a Miami Vice but asked the bartender to go light on the rum. These things could pack quite a wallop if made full strength.

We found four chairs next to each other and put our towels over them. When Ashley and I removed our cover-ups we became the center of attention. This delighted us no end since that was the intent to begin with. Considering that most of the other couples were young honeymooners whose female half was wearing something skimpy, this was a big boost to our egos.

As soon as we lay down on the chairs Mark and Bradley got busy slathering us with sunscreen. We had a lot of flesh to cover and it wasn't easy to do without making it look like an erotic massage. By the time we flipped over on our backs both Mark and Bradley had erections. Doing our front sides didn't help to ease that condition one bit. As soon as they finished, they both headed for the pool and jumped in hoping the cool water would ease the swelling in their cocks.

I couldn't believe how relaxed I felt lying virtually naked on my back, glistening with sunscreen in front of a bunch of strangers. I asked Bradley to go get the camera and take some pictures of us or else Ed would never believe I did something like this. He came back with both the still and video cameras and made Ashley and me pose like models in a nudie magazine. He and Mark took lots of pictures. I was tempted to email a couple to Ed but decided that could wait until we got home. The ones he took from behind us on our hands and knees were obscene. I loved them.

I turned my head to the side to look at Ashley. She looked gorgeous lying there in the sun. "Ashley I want to tell you how much I enjoyed our little shopping trip today. I haven't done that with a girlfriend since I was a teenager. I hope you know how much it means to me to have a friend like you. I've never felt this close to another woman, maybe not even to my daughters."

She turned her head and smiled. "I love you too Linda. You're the best friend I've ever had as well. I want us to be close for the rest of our lives. I can't wait to meet Ed. I think we'll all have a lot of wonderful times together. Oh shit Linda you look so fucking hot lying there I want to just come over there and crawl between your legs and suck your pussy 'til you scream."

"Do you want to go back to the room and do that?"

"I've got a better idea. Bradley told you to work on your masturbation, although I wouldn't call jerking off work. I want you to get yourself off right here."

"You want me to lay here and masturbate for you in front of all these people?"

"I'm sure they'd love to watch you but you don't have to put on a show for everybody, just me. Turn on your side facing me."

Ashley reached over and got another towel and put it over my hips and thighs.

"Now draw your knees up so it looks like you're taking a little nap."

I pulled my knees up and Ashley put another towel under my head to use as a pillow.

"Now reach down under the towel and put your hand inside that little swatch of fabric and use your fingers to rub your pussy."

When I did what she said I wasn't surprised to find my slit already getting wet.

"OK look over here at me."

She sat up on her chair and turned toward me with her legs facing my face. Then slowly spread them apart. All I could see was the tiny little patch of Lycra trying unsuccessfully to contain her pouting pussy lips. The contrast in color between her exposed pink outer lips and her creamy upper thighs made my mouth water. She reached for the bottle of sunscreen and made a show of rubbing some more of the oily liquid on her arms and shoulders.

"Go ahead Linda, start playing with yourself, and don't even think about faking this. I want you to cum for me while you look at my pussy."

She spread her legs a little wider and more of her glorious pussy slipped out of the little patch. I watched spellbound as the little patch, stretched to its limit, rolled into an even smaller string and disappeared between her labia. I couldn't even see it anymore. Her swollen clit was completely visible. My fingers began exploring my slit in earnest and my juices began to seep out of my vagina.

"Ohhhh my God Ashley this is so erotic. My cunt is starting to throb. Your bald twat looks so beautiful it's driving me wild." My body took control and directed my fingers to do what I didn't even know they could. I was turning myself on better than anybody else had ever done. I dipped my fingers into my slit and used my juices to massage my clit in a rhythm that I seemed to have been born knowing but had completely forgotten. My breathing changed, coming in deep fast inhalations. With each breath I felt lightheaded and all my concentration was fixed on my cunt.

Ashley heard me and slid her own hand down between her legs pretending she was rubbing sunscreen on them but was really using her fingers to slide up and down her plump outer lips and pinch them together to make her clit pooch out.

"Are you going to cum for me Linda? Or do I have to show you how to do it? Rub that pretty clit Linda. Look at mine while you do it and think about how good mine would taste if you had your lips around it. Come on baby, do it. Cum for me. Please cum for me."

I was a lot closer than she knew. My orgasm was building and I felt it stalking me relentlessly, restless for release. All it took was one little drop of her delicious juice. It rolled to the edge of her labia and hung there taunting me then slid down her pink lip and continued to ooze onto her ass cheek. I watched, as it seemed to tremble then drip onto the chair. As soon as it landed my orgasm exploded and my vagina contracted like a vacuum cleaner had been stuck in it. I tried to contain it so everybody wouldn't know I was cumming like a freight train but the more I held it in the stronger it got. Ashley saw it happening.

"Oooooohhhhhh Yes Linda... cum baby. That's it cum all over your fingers for me. Imagine it's my face your cumming on. Oh God I wish I could taste you right now."

She wasn't helping. The more she talked the harder I came. I was biting my lip to keep from moaning because if I started I didn't think I could stop.

She reached over and put her hand on my forehead. "That's my good girl. Didn't that feel fantastic?"

"Jesus fucking Christ Ashley that was incredible. I've been a complete idiot for most of my adult life. Why have I believed that doing that was wrong? It was more than fantastic it was life changing."

"Well better late than never. I've been doing it regularly since I was nine. Once my sister showed me how, I was hooked. Mark loves to hear me jacking off in the car on a long trip when I get bored or in a theater when I don't like the movie. There are hundreds of opportunities for self-gratification. It really helps relieve the stress when you're taking off in a plane. Everybody else is playing with their stupid phones and I'm playing with my clit and a remote controlled vibrating egg in my cunt. If Mark's with me I let him do it to me."

"I'll have to remember to do it on the drive back to Augusta. Ed will really think I've gone crazy."

"You should offer to drive part way and make him do it for you. Or give him a hand job while he's driving. Sometimes when it's just not right to fuck, masturbation can be just as much fun. Now that you've done your exercise in personal sexual liberation how about we go back to the room and give each other a massage and we can do it to each other?"

"Give me a second to be sure I've stopped cumming and you've got yourself a date. I could use a nice massage and another orgasm."

We told the guys what we were going to do and asked them if they'd like to join us. They thought it was a great idea. When we got back to the room we took off our suits and headed out to the veranda. We had about an hour before we needed to get dressed for dinner so that gave us plenty of time to play with each other. I gave Mark a massage while Ashley did Bradley. She was really good at doing this especially when she started on his cock. I copied her movements on Mark as she gave Bradley a superb hand job. She took him right to the edge but wouldn't let him cum. When he asked her why not she told him we were saving their cum for later to be put in our asses. He protested but she would not relent. We then shooed them back into the room to start getting dressed and proceeded to massage each other.

We lay side by side and took turns rubbing our backs, arms, legs and butts then got down to business. I lay on my back and spread my legs then pulled my knees up to give her complete access to my crotch.

"I'm going to give you the benefit of my experience as a lifetime chronic masturbation addict. This is what I do to myself when I have the time. Usually I take a nice hot bath first and rub myself with a fragrant moisturizer."

She lay on her side next to me and her hand began to rub my stomach. Her fingers put pressure above my ovaries and rubbed in circles. She moved her hand slowly down and massaged my mound. The way she rubbed it made me aware for the first time how pronounced my mound was. I had never really studied it before and now that the hair had been removed I saw how well defined it was and how it protruded. It wasn't obtrusive, just prominent.

I liked it because it highlighted the various parts of my vulva. My outer lips curved provocatively to either side and formed a nice contrast to my thighs. My labia protruded between them and formed the perfect setting for my clit perched at the top of their junction. My clitoral hood decorated the top of my slit and its spongy texture provided a provocative covering for the large pink nub to reside in.

I could tell she was thinking and feeling the same things as her fingers slid over my pussy and discovered it. Nobody had ever made my pussy feel so good. Then she moved her whole hand down to cover my slit from my clit to my asshole.

"Feel how warm my hand is on your sex Linda. Put your hand over mine and feel the heat with me. Leave it there and let me guide you. Her fingers started moving back and forth over my lips with her middle finger sliding between my labia. Her fingertip dipped into my vagina and wiggled inside it. She moved her hand away and said, "Now you do it."

I repeated her movements and it felt marvelous. It felt that way for two reasons. First the physical sensations of touching myself like this were quite stimulating but the second reason was the intimacy of what we were doing. This beautiful loving woman who had become my best friend in such a short time was sharing the most personal secret a woman has. She was showing me what somebody should have shown me forty years ago and doing it with love and with no expectation of anything in return for it. I was just overwhelmed by the tenderness and care she was giving me.

"Put your hand back on me Ashley. I want to feel your touch. This is the most loving thing I've ever done with anybody. I love you more than I can say for doing this with me."

"It's a great pleasure to do this with you Linda. I had no idea this could feel so intimate. I've done this with Mark many times but it's never been like this. This is something only two women can experience and I'm so glad it's you I'm doing it with. It's different with a man when you've got a dick sticking out to play with. That's all on the outside. But with a woman you're touching her inside. A pussy is just so much more familiar to you because you've got one of your own and you know instinctively what it feels like. It's easy to empathize and feel things simultaneously as you do them."

"I never thought about it that way. It's true though. It seems completely foreign to me now to think that I wouldn't want a woman to touch me like this. How did you know it would be this wonderful?"

"I didn't until I met you. From the first night we were together I just knew that anything we did together would be right. It was so easy to trust you and be comfortable with you. I didn't have to think about it. When we kiss all I feel are soft sweet warm lips, it doesn't make any difference that they're a woman's lips. When I suck your breast it seems so natural; isn't this what breasts were made for? Does a breast care if a man or a woman is sucking it? When I touch your delicious pussy it feels like my own; why should it bother me that it's yours? Especially when your pussy longs for me to touch it and is so receptive to me."

"Oh Ashley keep touching me. Play with me and make me cum for you. Show me what to do so that when we are apart and I do these things to myself it will feel as if you're doing them to me and I can cum from just thinking of you. Oh I do long for your touch, my body aches for it. This is why I fall more in love with you every moment we're together. Oh Ashley, love me. Show me. Teach me."

Her hand returned to my pussy and continued demonstrating her most intimate caresses and her most lustful, stimulating movements. My mind and my body were memorizing every action to be faithfully replayed whenever I felt like it. She moved my hand to repeat what she had shown me and I did it for her approval with no shame or embarrassment whatsoever. We had no secrets from each other now nor any reason to have one. Our love and our friendship had no room for such things.

She took my hand and moved it to my slit. "Put your fingers in your pussy Linda."

She moved two of my fingers to my opening and pushed them inside me.

"Ohhhhhhhh... Ashley... Ashley... Ashley, look what you've done to me. My pussy is soaked with my juices. You're making me cum for you without even having an orgasm."

"Take your fingers out and rub your juices on your clit."

My wet fingers slid out and up to my engorged nub and rubbed the sticky fluid all over it. Her fingers followed after dipping them in my vagina. Electric shocks spread all through my lower body as she and I caressed the sensitive pink pearl and coated it with my cum. This was the most erotic thing I had ever done.

I surrendered to her every desire for my pleasure and she continued to stroke me and rub me and penetrate my holes just as she would do to herself until we both felt my body assert its readiness for its climax. She brought me slowly, playfully and teasingly to the edge then took me over as my pussy throbbed and its juicy contents flooded her tender loving fingers.

The orgasm she gave me was unlike anything I'd ever experienced. It was powerful but not overpowering. More like a series of warm flushes that swept through me in waves. My pussy flexed, then contracted and released over and over again sending impulses of pure pleasure to my brain while my fluids gushed out of my hot hole.

I wanted to show her with my whole body how wonderful she had made me feel. She got the message and just as the waves began to subside she took me in her arms and kissed me with so much passion and tenderness I thought I would start cumming again. Maybe I did, I don't know. I couldn't think; all I could do was feel more and more love for her until I just melted inside.

She finally let me go and I began to breathe again. My brain started functioning and I came back to reality. She looked at me and smiled then said, "Do you think you could do that for me?"

"Only several times a day for the rest of my life. I don't have to tell you what that felt like. Do you think Mark would let us stay together in your suite for the remainder of the trip so we could just fuck ourselves into a stupor?"

"I'd be more than happy to ask him but don't you want to put on that sexy dress you bought today and go out and turn some heads? I promise you we're going to do a whole lot more of what we just did but we can't just abandon the guys."

"I guess you're right, it wouldn't be fair to them. And besides, I want Bradley's hard cock in my ass before I go to sleep tonight."

"Come on then, let's go start making ourselves beautiful."

After an hour in the bathroom we had succeeded in transforming ourselves into hot, sexy cougars ready to go on the prowl. Ashley's makeover included having blonde highlights streaked through her brown hair and she looked fantastic. Her dress had straps over the shoulders so it could be cut low in the back to show off most of her back and still be low enough in the front to reveal most of her chest and enticingly display her ample breasts. The color was a dark blue, not midnight blue but dark and made of a material that seemed to have sparkles imbedded in it.