"Sorry I can't offer you anything more fancy than this," Don said.
"Oh, that's all right. Liquor is liquor no matter how you dress it up."
With the first sip of her drink, Jewell was reminded of her desire. It flooded though her body, warming it mote then the liquor. She was seated on the edge of the bed, with Don in a chair across from her. Their knees were almost touching. The gentle, rocking motion of the ship was rubbing the rough bedspread against her pussy through her panties and thin skirt, Jewell wondered how long it would take for a puddle of posy juice to form under her as.
"What do you do, Jewell?"
"You mean, 'work'?" He nodded. "Well, I was a whore. But I gave it away so often that I never made much money. So I had to get a job. For the last five years I've just fucked for fun. I lost my job, so now I guess I'm just a world traveler looking for the perfect cock."
Don didn't blink. He only smiled and let his knees warn down to where her knees were slowly parting. "You're very blunt."
"Not really. Just truthful. I believe in taking something when I see that I like it!"
"I think we're a lot alike," Don said, sipping his drink.
"I know we are," Jewell answered, letting her legs fall wide open.
Don stood and pulled his prick out of his pants. It was fully erect – huge. The biggest dick Jewell had ever seen. It was as long as her forearm and the head was as big as her fist.
"Beautiful," she gasped. "Gorgeous cock! Why did you just take it out like that?"
"Because I want you. I want to be inside of you. Isn't that what you want, too?"
"Yes!"
Jewell sat up and licked the head of his giant cock. His hands reached down and caressed her tits as she grasped his prick in both hands and popped it into her mouth. She began to suck on it hungrily as he closed his eyes and rocked back and forth in her mouth. Her fingers gently manipulated his big balls until she could feel them become hard and ready. Her hands worked steadily as her head bobbed back and forth on the mammoth rod.
"Faster, baby, faster!" Don moaned. "I'll give you a load!"
Jewell sucked him harder and harder, until she felt the cum-tube on the underside of his dick start to vibrate along her tongue.
"There… there!" he gasped and ground half his dick, all she could take, down her throat. She felt the first light gush of cum and pulled back so she could taste it.
She held just the knob of his cock in her mouth now, and rhythmically tightened and relaxed her soft lips around its ridge. His prickhead fitted her small mouth snugly, adding to his pleasure. But mainly he was thrilled because she was doing this. There was something about her. He couldn't quite define it, but she seemed different from anyone else he'd ever known.
Jewell sensed the urgency that was inside him, and she responded. She hooked a slender finger around the base of his cock and went to work. She milked his dick with her lips, raked it with her teeth, licked with her tongue, and hr a few seconds he wan puffing and twisting his buttocks.
Soon ha would give her a hot, juicy, wild come. She kept sucking.
"That's it!" he croaked as he gripped her ears and attempted to cram the entire length of his giant dick down her throat. "Keep working. Yes, yes, like that! Beautiful! It be long now, baby, a few more sucks like that should do it! Oh, Jesus, this is what I call really living! So good, so damn, damn good! Don't stop, baby, suck me like you mean it! Go, baby, GO!"
Wildly, Jewell's head glided back and forth over the slobbering dick that filled her mouth. Cock juice… it's truly the nectar of the Gods!
"One more time should do it!" he panted as he dug his fingernails into her ears and thrust more of his meat into her throat. "My nuts are tingling! Jesus, I'm there! Ahhhh, coming, COMING!"
Hot cum splattered against the back of Jewell's throat when he erupted, and for the next few moments she was preoccupied with the task of swallowing.
She made a slight gurgling sound as she let his dick slither out of her mouth, and a sly quality edged into her voice as she looked up at him and asked, "Is it my turn now?"
"You're fucking right it is, baby," Don smiled. "Let's get each other naked!"
Jewell undid zippers and buttons. "Let's do it!"
"Damn, you look so delicious I don't know where to start grabbing first."
Jewell licked her ripe, red lips in a moistening gesture. "Want me to take the initiative?"
"Right on!"
She took a step to the rear and shrugged all the way out of her clothes. She took them aside and shivered as the cool air rushed against her hot, pink nipples and stiffened them. She waited until the tremor passed, then went to work on disrobing Don. She unbuttoned and removed his shirt with maddening slowness, until he rasped hoarsely, "Better hurry before I lose control and cream again!"
"No, no, darling. Save that delicious juice for my pussy!"
She reached for his belt buckle. She loosened it, unzipped his fly and dropped his pants to his ankles. Don lifted one foot, then the other. He was standing naked before her, his big cock jutting like a spear.
Jewell's face was alive with a mixture of passion and need as she trapped his veined meat in both hands and dipped her head to plant a gentle kiss on its velvety tip.
"Ohhh, baby, you're good."
She palmed his overheated balls and kissed the head of his cock again. A faint trace of perverted amusement spread across her slightly flushed face as she looked up at him and said, "Want me to stay dawn here?"
"No way! Lie down! I wanna fuck!"
Albert Marsh stood in the stateroom head taking a piss. He felt disgusted and useless. No wonder Viola fucked around with other men. Half the time he couldn't get it up when she wanted it.
But, dammit, she wants it all the time! Every hour on the hour! Just like now. She'd sucked his dick to get him ready to fuck. He couldn't hold back. He'd told her to stop, but Viola had kept right on sucking.
He'd pulled away from her and splattered his cum all over her face and tits. That, Viola didn't mind. But she'd really gotten angry with hini when she'd tried to stuff his prick in her cunt and it had gone limp.
"Jesus, Viola, let me pee! Maybe it'll get up again."
"Yeah, do that, asshole. In fact, play with it a little while you're in there!"
He had. It still wouldn't come up. So now he just stood there, dejected, not knowing what to do, not wanting to go back into the room and face her.
"Fuck me! Oh,yeah, Don, cram your dick up my pussy, my ass… anywhere! Just dick me!"
It came from the next cabin, just beyond the wall where Albert was seated. Some girl was about to get fucked! He put his ear closer to the wall.
"Ohhhh, your dick… ohhhh, shit, what a cock!"
Then he saw the slit in the wall by the paper holder. He glued his eye to it. "Oh, my God." He couldn't see the whole room, but he could see enough. He could see the bed and the carpeted floor beside it, and that's where they were, on the floor.
And then the girl's head rolled around.
It's her! It's the blonde! Her tits, her ass, her hips, her thighs, and her thickly matted cunt were even more beautiful naked.
She looked exactly as Albert had pictured her that afternoon in the passageway. She was the most fuckable woman he'd ever seen. And she was about to be fucked by the biggest dick Albert had ever seen.
She was lying on her back, her face locked in an expression of total lust. The man she had called Don came down, his knees falling on each side of her head as he prepared to drive his meat into her mouth.
Slowly he began to run his cockhead over her lips. Her tongue flashed out and circled the bloated tip of his prick. She moved it around and around his throbbing meat, sucking at the hot flesh, coating it with the juices of her mouth and tongue. Her hand came up to grab his massive shaft, holding it steady as her tongue worked itself into the tiny hole in its head.
The man above her groaned in pleasure as her talented tongue did its work for the second time. He leaned forward, resting on his hands, placing his meat directly over the reaming point of her tongue.
Albert could not believe it. His eyes were glued to her glistening tongue, his cock growing hard as he watched the point of her tongue dancing in and out of the blonde man's huge prick.
And then his gaze was caught by something else. Don's hands came up to cup the bulging splendor of her tits. He grabbed the two globes firmly in his grip, pressing them together as he watched the flesh rise up in his hands.
His fingers tweaked at her nipples, capturing each of the dark brown nubs in their kneading grip. Don laughed wantonly as he watched and felt the firm spikes grow hard in his hands.
Albert could feel the ache in his groin as he watched the ample flesh of her tits bend beneath the man's hands. He could almost feel it, the velvety smoothness of her skin, the hard nub of her nipple, slick and smooth from the constant drip of his hot, sucking mouth.
Albert shifted slightly, taking his dick in his hand. Carefully he worked it, fisted it, pointing it up, getting it rigid. And he did, he glowed his eyes to return to the erotic scene in the next cabin.
He could not fight a small groan as he studied the girl's lovely body, her sensuous young mouth and the man's huge pole of meat.
She was no longer merely teasing at the tiny hole. She was now sucking, her lips completely surrounding his fuck-stick. Her cheeks collapsed as she pulled at the hard stalk, sucking it dry. Her head rolled on the floor as she struggled to suck the entire cock into her hot, soaking mouth.
And Don was willing. His dick were thrusting, driving his meat into her face. He had dropped to his elbows as the hot bliss of her mouth seemed to swallow him. His balls jiggled in their sac as he thrust his prick in and out of her head, each lunge running deeper and deeper into her hot throat.
Jewell couldn't get enough. She was now blind to all but the heat of her needing cunt. She sucked feverishly at the cock embedded in her face, hungry for the taste of cum. At the same time she heaved her tits frantically into his kneading fingers.
"Now you," Don gasped, pulling his dick from her mouth and moving down her body. Her legs flew open and his face crashed into her cunt.
His face nestled into her, his tongue spearing out to part the tender flesh of her cunt lips. Don buried his tongue into the wrinkled folds of her pussy, his tongue climbing like a fleshy arrow into her hot, pussy hole.
And all the while, Albert watched, his heart pounding out the rhythms taking place in front of him. His hand was working frantically on his dick. His passions were almost to the peak of their endurance as he watched and felt each move, each thrust.
He was living it. He had felt her mouth skimming the flesh of his own tortured cock, sucking his balls up with each inhaling pull of her blissful mouth.
And now her cunt. It was as though he could smell it, taste it, feel the slick walls rippling over the sensitive flesh of his tongue. His mouth even moved involuntarily as he pictured himself swilling the nectar-like juices of her pussy.
Everything about it was real as he fingered the hard bone of his prick. His hand rubbed it frantically. His helpless excitement grew even greater as the picture suddenly changed.
Don collapsed next to her, his voice crackling with lust. "I need your cunt! I gotta fuck your sweet cunt!"
He grabbed her hips and lifted her, guiding her up over his meat. Jewell was pure lust as she straddled his mammoth cock, her face flushed with the hunger of her desires.
Her hand came down to guide his tool as she slowly lowered her hips over his massive prick. With a grunt, she accepted the first blistering contact of his tool. And then, her face twisting into a grimace of delight, she began lowering herself, taking him into the warm wetness of her cunt-hole.
Don nearly blew his load right then. Her tight pussy covered him like a glove. It settled in heavenly jerks over his cunt-hungry meat, worming it into the dripping grasp of its sleek walls. A low animal moan came rippling from his throat as he felt the final inches of his cock disappear into her enveloping cunt.
His hands came up to crush the huge moons of her tits. He clutched them like a drowning sailor would clutch a life jacket – instinctively – driven more by the commands of his own inner impulses than any thought.
She groaned.
And he was being driven.
Jewell's cunt was rising and falling over his cock, draining it, squeezing it for every little bit of bliss she could wring. Her body rocked back and forth, her hair flying from side to side as she threw herself totally into her manic, lusting hunger for cock.
"Jesus, give me more!" she cried. "More! I want it all! I want all of your hot, fucking cock! Mmmooorrre!"
"You really want more, baby?" Don cried. "Want your ass full, too?"
"Yes, yes!" Jewell gasped.
He reached behind her and knotted four fingers together. He found her asshole and rammed.
With only one small whimper, Jewell took the first thrust of his ass-fucking fingers. She was hardly even aware of the pain as they worked into her clutching hole. Slowly, inch by inch, they climbed, filling her with the most insanely erotic feeling she had ever experienced.
In seconds, she was totally impaled, Don's fingers pressing against his dick inside her hole. Carefully her hips began to move, each movement searching out the rhythm that would offer the most possible satisfaction. Slowly she worked into an almost dance-like exchange of movements.
Don thrust, sending her forward as his fingers knifed into the slippery depths of her asshole.
Jewell slid up, shivering, as her cunt lifted over his blood-engorged prick.
It was heaven.
She felt like she would explode from pure lust. Cock and fingers slipped and gouged in her belly, crushing together on either side of the thin layer of tissue that divided her two holes. And all the while he was tearing at her nipples, twisting them like knobs as sweet sensations ripped though her tormented body.
"Harder!" she shrieked. "Ahhhh, haaarrderrr!" Her voice was a shrill frenzy of demand. "Ream me, you son-of-a-bitch! You wanted it, now take it! Take it, Goddammit, taaaake it!"
There was no argument as Don increased the tempo of his pounding hips.
He slammed his cock in maniacal fury, driving out the juices of her cunt. His balls thundered against his ass as he jerked and bucked for everything he was worth. His fingers speared her asshole brutally, reaming her hot bowels.
The two of them were a blinding whirl of limbs and hips as they pummeled each other in the totally demented lust of their bodies. Their gasps and grunts spilled out, through the room, echoing off the cabin walls.
And no one was more alert, more sensitive to every sound and motion than Albert.
His hungering passions, carried to the extreme by his voyeurism, were at the breaking point. He was helpless to stop himself as he pounded the flesh of his aching cock.
He stroked it feverishly, marking time to each reaming stroke of the man's cock. With each thrust, each loud sucking slap of cock into cunt, or fingers into asshole, he would run his hand down his tool, his legs trembling from his grip of frenzied lust.
Then there was a pounding on the door. "Albert? Albert, you asshole, what are you doing in there?"
Albert paid no attention to Viola's pounding or her voice.
The door was yanked open. "Albert, you shit, I've got to pee. Will you… JESUS CHRIST!"
Albert followed her gaze. He hadn't seen his cock so hard and throbbing for years.
"Shit, you asshole, don't waste it!" Viola snapped, pulling them to his feet. "C'mon!"
Albert danced across the room behind his wife's wide hips and jiggling ass cheeks. "Yes, yes, yes, fuck, fuck, FUCK!" he chanted.
His mind was working wildly. Got to fuck. Got to fuck that blonde!