The Cruise

I left him in the booth, and headed for the bar.

If I was gonna go through with this, I surely needed at least another drink.

While drinks were being whipped up, Marie came back from the bathroom.

"Hey... even more drinks?"

"Yeah. Turns out my key-card is magical."

"Wow. That's... new."

"Rare stroke of luck."

"Okay... uhm..."

She paused, a rare occurrence of being uncertain about what to say. She fidgeted with the hem of her skirt.

"Look..." she began. "I really don't know..."

I stopped her by handing her the yellowish pineapply thing she liked, yellow bird martini, as I'd learnt from the bartender it was called.

"Don't worry about it." I told her reassuringly while grabbing the other two glasses. "How about we don't worry about serious things at all, and just enjoy ourselves." I started leading her towards the booth again. "It's a cruise. It's all about enjoy ourselves, isn't it?"

"Yeah. Guess it is."

I had no idea what she'd been about to say, but I guess she'd been at the same point where me and Brandon had been, trying to resolve something. Whatever it had been, cutting it of for the time being was the right choice.

She slid into the middle between me and Brandon, as I handed him his drink. Brandon gave me a look, but it was kind of hard to read it. I had no idea what he was trying to convey. I gave him a non-commited half smile and shrugged. Fuck if I knew.

But whatever he'd tried to convey, I knew that the clock was running down. Marie had done some thinking in the bathroom, without having any idea what we'd talked about out here. If she got a chance, she'd probably make her pick. So it was time. Whether Brandon was in or not. Best to make the move right away, and leave whatever she'd decided on under wraps.

"Marie... there's something I've sort of been wanting to do all night."

She looked at me, slight worry in her eyes.

I made my move, leaned in, and kissed her.

She was not exactly opposed to the idea, although she didn't dive into it either. Her lips met mine, we kissed, her mouth did not leave mine, but she didn't melt in my arms either.

My fingers were impatiently and hurriedly waving Brandon in. This was make or break. The Hail Mary.

I felt Marie's body grow a little tense against my arm, as our kiss broke apart. And Brandon had two fingers on her chin, the lightest of touches turning her head the other way. "I pretty much agree with Daniel on this one."

Surprise was in Marie's eyes, as her head was gently turned, and Brandon's mouth met hers.

After a kiss too long for my comfort, they broke apart.

Marie was shocked. Her mouth hung ever so slightly open, and her eyes were confused as she looked from Brandon and back to me.

Mimicking Brandon's aloofness, I causally grabbed my drink.

"We didn't want you to have to pick." I took a sip. "So here's our suggestion... it's all about enjoying ourselves. Isn't it?"

Brandon grinned and drank.

Marie fumbled for her drink, the surprise in her eyes fading, giving way to something else. A sort of mischievous thing, mixed with a good share of lust.

She looked from me, to Brandon, and back again.

"Drink up, guys!"

* * *

We stumbled our way back to Marie's cabin, which was the closest. As soon as we got in through the door, Marie excused herself to the bathroom. Probably to stare at her own reflection in the mirror and ask herself what the hell she was doing. That was what I felt like doing at least.

I looked around the mini-suite before settling on the small sofa, trying to causally lounge in one corner. To call it a three-seater would have been a generous lie, it was hardly more than a love seat really. Brandon was leaning against the small wall-mounted desk, actually managing to look casual.

I wondered if he really was as cool and aloof about things as he seemed, or if he was as nervous as I was. His eyes wandered across the room, from the bathroom door, to me on the sofa, and onwards to the queen sized bed.

Was he planning things out? Should I be trying to plan things as well? Should we... I don't fucking know, discuss strategies? I'd never been part of something like this before. How the hell did we go figuring out the order of things?

The sound of the bathroom door being shut, made me realize there was no time for deep consideration of these things. Marie was back, looking slightly pensive, hesitant.

Brandon was still the same cock-sure guy he'd been all along.

"There you are..." he murmured. "Come."

He took Marie by the arm, and led her over to the sofa, casually slipping into the corner opposite me, before pulling Marie gently down in between us. She landed in the nook of my arm which was resting over the back of the sofa. Trying to follow Brandon's casual ease, I just wrapped my arm behind her shoulder and pulled her towards me.

"Yes. This was what you wanted, wasn't it?" I asked, trying to have my voice the same soft murmur as Brandon's, not knowing if I succeeded, before our mouths met.

I could feel the hesitance fading out of Marie during our kiss. It started stiff and awkward, but soon it felt like her stiffness melted away, and she grew soft and warm and pliable in my arms.

Brandon, meanwhile, was leaning in from the other side, kissing Marie's neck.

I could see him lifting one of her knees over his.

"Don't be greedy, do share." Brandon said, as he turned Marie's head with the touch of a fingertip and pulled her into a kiss of his own.

Following his example, I hitched Marie's other knee over mine, leaving her legs spread, her black skirt starting to hitch up over the front of her thighs. My hands were moving on their own accord, pushing the light fabric of her top down over her shoulder, exposing skin for my mouth to explore. Perfect, sun-kissed skin. My lips traced the curve of her collar bone.

My hand was already moving up inside her skirt, caressing the inside of her thigh. I felt the top of my hand brush against Brandon's, headed for the same goal as mine.

Together we found Marie's panties, and tugged at the lining. She wriggled a little, and they slid off. Our hands raced towards her pussy. Brandon's fingers finding her clit, leaving me to explore a bit lower, sliding in between moist lips and finding her hole already soaking.

Marie moaned loudly as we started playing with her.

Throwing her head towards me, greedily sucking my mouth into a kiss. Her tongue pressing into my mouth.

Two of my finger's were already deep inside of her, I curved them slightly, until I hit her g-spot. She clung to me, gasping into my ear. I could feel Brandon's hands move against mine, rubbing her clit as well.

Our fingers played with her, while her mouth took turns frantically kissing us both. Sometimes a light touch to pull her from one side to the other, some times a light push to send her mouth back.

All the while her breath grew short and frantic. She kept losing track of what she was supposed to be doing, shaking slightly, just clinging to whoever she was facing as we teased her pussy.

"I need a cock. Please!"

Brandon had the advantage there, Marie already facing his way. It took him a second before his pants were down around his ankles, along with his underwear, cock pointing skywards.

He pulled Marie's head into his lap. "Here's one for you!"

Her mouth eagerly slipped covered it, hungrily sucking it all in.

That left me confused for half a second to what I was supposed to do.

"Turn!" I told her, grabbing her ass, making her get up on all fours in the sofa.

She complied to my words and my hands guiding her. And I pulled her skirt up over her ass, leaving her all open for me.

Again I moved pretty much without ever deciding on it. My mouth buried between her legs, my tongue driven into Marie's pussy, literally tongue-fucking her. Marie's moans muted around the mouthful of cock.

I unbuttoned my pants, and let them fall to the floor while I ate her pussy. Getting my shoes of while mid-cunnilingus was new. Never had to do that before.

I fumbled a bit, and lost my footing, tumbling forward a little. I ended up pushing Marie deeper onto Brandon's cock, and my mouth had suddenly slipped up between her butt-cheeks.

Marie gagged, before letting go of Brandon's cock for long enough to moan "Fuck yes! Lick my ass! Please!"

That hadn't been my plan at all. I'd never done something like that before. Still, this night seemed to involve a lot of things I'd never planned before, and never had done before, so I did.

My tongue drew circles, before I finally let the tip of it slip over the clutched little hole.

It was almost burning warm against my tongue-tip. And as I started carefully exploring it with my tongue, I could hear Marie's muffled moans grow louder.

I lifted my gaze, and saw Brandon looking at me, smirking. My hands grabbed Marie's buttocks, pulling her cheeks wider apart, while I started licking her ass more eagerly.

"You like that? Huh? You like having your ass licked?" I mumbled, gasping for air between licks.

"Fuck yes! More! Mooouuuummmfffhhh!"

Marie felt like she melted under my touch, as my tongue buried itself in her ass again. My fingers up in between her legs, rubbing her clit at the same time.

But I didn't manage to stay patient for long. By now, I was more than eager to feel Marie's luscious wet pussy on more than just my fingers. I simply stood up behind her, grabbed hold of her hips with one hand, and the other to guide my cock into her.

She was exactly as delicious as I had expected. She was so soaking wet, my cock just sank into her, all the way on the first thrust. I grabbed her hips with both hands holding her steady, pulled out, and sank it into her again. The entire length of my cock just swallowed up by the warmth.

I looked down, to see the shaft of my cock glistening wet as I pulled out of her again, until only the head of it was left inside her, and then thrust in again, until I was balls deep.

Marie had forgotten about Brandon's cock for the moment, only holding it in her hand. Her head hanging limp, she was no longer just moaning, she was heaving for air every time I thrust my cock into her.

It made me feel like some sort of sex god to see he so lost so quickly.

Brandon turned in his seat, and got up to one knee, the other on the floor. He simply grabbed a handful of Marie's hair, and pulled her head up.

"Don't forget what you were doing on this end." he said, as he pulled her mouth down on his cock again. He leant back, pressing his shoulders against the cabin wall arched his cock forward, while looking expectantly up at me.

"Come on. Fuck her like you mean it!"

And I did. Figuring out what Brandon was up to, I started thrusting harder. Every time I shoved my cock into Marie's pussy, the impact nudged her forward. She ended up with her mouth bobbing up and down on Brandon's cock due to my cock being hammered into her.

My hands were grasping Marie's ass, kneading her buttocks. I had no recollection of moving them there. But I could see asshole, still wet from my licking from before. I licked my thumb, and grabbed her ass again, letting my thumb end up in between her cheeks, starting to rub back and forth.

Her moans grew more frantic. She might have tried to say something at one point, but if she was, it was nothing intelligible.

My thumb-tip kept teasing her ass, until I felt her relaxing just enough. I pressed it into her, trying to be gentle, despite fucking her pussy with vigour. Her moans turned to deeper groans. I could see her trying to keep up sucking Brandon's, and failing.

I felt Marie's hand at one point reaching back, brushing over my balls, before her fingers settled on her clit. She was fucking playing with herself. No longer groaning, she was wailing between gasps for air. Then I heard her breath start catching in the throat. I knew she was right on the edge, so I kept doing exactly what I had been up to that point. Hammering my cock into her at a steady pace, while thumb-fucking her ass.

Marie's orgasm was intense. She didn't settle for merely squirming, her entire body seemed to get violently twisted sideways, and she was screaming. My cock flopped out of her, as she ended up almost in a fetal position on the sofa.

Brandon didn't loose much time. He grabbed Marie by the legs, turned her around, pulling her to the edge of the seat. Before she was even done shaking from the orgasm, he had her legs spread and his cock inside her.

"Go on. Try that mouth." he said, "It's amazing."

Marie craned her neck, as I got a knee up in the sofa next to her head. Her hands wrapped around my thighs, pushing me forward, until her tongue was on my balls. She eagerly licked them, between gasps for air as Brandon started going at her for real.

I pulled my hips back, and Marie's hand shot forward, grabbing my cock, hungrily pulling it into her mouth.

Brandon was right. She really was magical.

Her tongue churned around the sides of the shaft of my cock, while she pulled at me, getting my cock deep in her mouth. Her fingers digging into the muscles of my ass, pulling at me, getting me to move my hips, starting to pump my cock in and out of her mouth. All the way to the back of her throat.

Meanwhile, I couldn't help but watch Brandon working away at fucking Marie. He had managed to get his shirt unbuttoned somehow, but still hadn't gotten it off. He had a good build. Not big framed, but lean and muscular. I felt a slight envy, compared to my somewhat flabbier gut. Then again, out of the two of us, I had the bigger cock at least.

But damn Brandon was eager to use his. It was almost tantalizing to watch how quickly he moved, hips going back and forth, driving his cock into Marie's pussy like a piston. I noticed for the first time that she was sporting a neat little dirty blonde strip.

I also couldn't help but notice that she was unable to keep sucking my cock any longer, having let it slip from her mouth in order to gasp for air again, whimpering things that I really couldn't understand, maybe in Danish.

She came just as violently as the first time. Once again almost as if physically getting thrown sideways when the convulsions ran through her body. Involuntary or not, squirming away from Brandon's cock.

Brandon simply grabbed Marie by her shoulders, trying to pull her up into a sitting position. But Marie had transcended into a liquid state, slipping onto her knees on the floor. Brandon shrugged, pushed her upper body up against the sofa cushions, and started literally fucking her mouth.

"I... was... not... done... with... you" he grunted, as he kept pumping his cock in and out of Marie's mouth. Then he grabbed her head as his pumping stopped, threw his head back, and most probably filled Marie's mouth with his cum.

He held still for few seconds, before shuddering and stepping away on wobbly legs.

"Finish up, champ!"

Marie, having gotten her back her bearings a little, patted the seat, while she turned on the floor. I tried sitting down, but she pulled at my hips until I was right up on the edge of the seat.

She pushed my knees apart, and went to work on me.

Her fingers stroked gently across my balls, followed by her tongue. She gave my balls a thorough licking, while her hands stroked glistening cock.

I felt like I was getting there, but damn if I'd settle for finishing by a handjob. I grabbed Marie's neck and pulled her up, getting her lips wrapped around my cock instead.

She hesitated, playfully, until I pushed her mouth down on me.

She gave a satisfied sound, apparently liking that.

I realized the extra slickness of it probably was the feints of the load Brandon had just shot into her. I grabbed a handful of her hair, and started pushing her head up and down on my cock.

Both my hands on her head, one on her head, the other on her neck, pulling and pushing and pretty much making a self-service out of it.

I felt her fingertips under me, splitting my butt cheeks apart. A slender fingertip pressing it's way inside my ass.

That was new as well.

I didn't have time to dwell on that, though.

I felt my a numbness in my lower back, a shivering sensation starting from my ballsack and washing out across my entire body. My vision gave out a little, as my warm load started shooting into Marie's mouth.

She swallowed every single drop.

I was slumped an unable to move where I was. At some point the fingertip left my ass.

Marie was sitting on the floor, smiling blissfully while licking her lips. Brandon had collapse onto the bed, laying flat out and staring at the ceiling.

It was all about enjoying ourselves. Wasn't it?