Chapter 2
Well, here I am again, standing by the railing and going over in my mind the morning's adventure with young sweet Mandy. What a beautiful girl! And what a body! I regret, of course, not going all the way, and letting myself fuck her for all I was worth. But then again, there's time for everything. That's another helpful motto.
As it happened, everything really worked out for the best. Mandy and I wouldn't have had a proper chance to really enjoy our first fuck together, because soon after I came this morning, Felicia knocked at the door of the stateroom. I could see at a glance that Mandy was not a little nervous.
And who could blame her? Well, no trouble. Felicia and I have a very good understanding between each other, which is to say that we understand each other's vagaries. As a matter-of-fact, more for the sake of our partners than ourselves, Felicia and I have worked out a little code that works very well.
We felt obligated to do this, because although she and I are well attuned to each other's proclivities, we had no desire to embarrass any partners we might happen to be enjoying ourselves with at a given moment. So, as I say, she and I have worked out a little code and it really works very well.
"There's a telephone call for you," I called to Felicia this morning, as she stood outside the stateroom door. "Down at the office. It's from Aunt Lily. They're holding the connection."
"Thanks, darling," Felicia's voice hailed out on the corridor.
And then she took off. That's our code. Not bad, do you think? Of course, neither Felicia or I have an Aunt Lily. But real or imaginary, I must confess that she's become one of our favorite relatives. You can guess why. Well, that's the code anyway. Short and simple. Good old Aunt Lily.
So as soon as Felicia took off down the corridor, Mandy and I began to dress, arranging a little rendezvous later on this afternoon. And I am looking forward to our little assignation with more than a little pleasure, I can feel free to assure you.
But, anyway, to get on with matters. As soon as Mandy donned her little two-piece suit and gave me a farewell kiss, I threw on my swimming trunks again. Beautiful little Mandy flitted out the door in one direction and I soon took off in another. I went to the bar, thinking it-likely that I would find Felicia there.
And I was not mistaken. Felicia was sipping down her long cool drink and chatting with someone beside her. As soon as she saw me, Felicia rose from her stool at the bar, begged pardon of her neighbor, and came in my direction, bearing a drink in her other hand for me.
"So Felicia, how did the morning go?" I asked.
"Not as well as yours went, I gather," she replied.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well," my wife replied, "I gather that you were having a little fun in the stateroom during my morning absence."
"Your assumption is correct," I replied. "Would it be erroneous on my part to believe that you were similarly occupied?"
"It would indeed, darling," Felicia replied. "I had no such good luck as you. But I take heart. I've made a little date this afternoon with a real charmer."
"Really?" I asked.
"Roger," Felicia continued, "this boy is like a Greek statue. I could hardly believe my eyes the first time I saw him this morning. I had to take strong control of myself not to reach out and grab him by the cock then and there."
"Well, he must be okay, then," I replied, anxious to tell Felicia about my own little adventure.
"Okay is not the word," she continued. "This boy is superbly built. Firm muscles, jutting out all over the place. No flab, Roger. Mark that last remark, my dear, no flab."
"The point is taken," I remarked through clenched teeth. "Let me tell you about this young girl I had. Her skin was pure and soft and wrinkle-free. Wrinkle-free, Felicia."
"Get fucked, darling," my wife replied.
"Name the time and place, precious," I replied.
As you can see, that's the nice thing about my relationship with Felicia. I mean, why be married at all if you can't share a good joke together?
"So what was this girl really like?" Felicia asked me.
I proceeded to tell her, describing how we met and became better introduced. That's the thing, you see, about Felicia and I. We exchange remarks about our little dates, describing the looks of our partners and what we involved ourselves in. You'd be surprised how much you can learn that way.
"And now tell me about this boy you've got on your mind," I said.
Felicia and I stood by the railing, drinking our drinks and continuing our interesting conversation. Other passengers passed by us and nodded to us in a friendly manner. Well, there was no doubt about it. It was going to be a lovely voyage.
"This boy is something else," Felicia went on. "I could go into actual raptures describing his fantastic physique. As a matter-of-fact, he works on board here. He's only fourteen years old, but they're a little lenient in hiring people below the legal age. They figure the passengers like to see young faces around them."
"It's more than their faces that I want to see," I said.
"Anyway, darling," Felicia continued, "I've a little date with this charmer right after lunch this afternoon. He has a free period then from work, and I mean to see that he enjoys himself."
"Well, he might not get much rest," I said, "but he's sure to enjoy himself."
"That's exactly what I told him myself," Felicia replied, shining her brilliant smile in my direction.
We soon broke off our conversation and made off for the dining room, intent to enjoy our lunch and nourish ourselves in preparation for the afternoon's activities. We had a bottle of good wine, which helped to make the both of us a little heady.
I was more than a little curious to get a look at Felicia's afternoon friend, but the dining room was off-limits to the help. However, I was able to point out Mandy to my wife, inasmuch as the young girl came into the room with an older woman, presumably her aunt.
Felicia nodded approvingly at the young girl. It always makes me feel good to know that Felicia corroborates my tastes. And vice-versa, I might add. So, that was that. Lunch was soon over and Felicia and I parted ways, each eager for the afternoon's activities.
Felicia Littlecomb made her way out of the dining room and returned to her stateroom. It had been agreed over lunch that she would have the room this afternoon, inasmuch as Roger had occupied it this morning. Felicia felt herself all a-tingle with feelings of anticipation.
She closed the door of the stateroom behind her and drew the portholes to a closed position, so that the room became shrouded. In the dark of the room she took off her clothes and jumped into the shower. The brisk water-streams from the shower nozzle poured over her fulsome body.
Felicia was a good looking woman. Blonde, statuesque and full of curves. Her breasts bounced back and forth as she scrubbed her body with a sweet-smelling soap. Once or twice she thought she heard a noise at the door, but found, upon inspection, that she had been mistaken.
Just as she was toweling herself dry, a knock came to the door and roused her attention. She had been dreaming of the fun she would have with her young friend this afternoon. Throwing a light robe around her body, Felicia went to the door.
"Well, come in, handsome," she whispered to the young boy.
"Thanks," the lad carelessly replied, stepping into the room.
"I've been looking forward to our little meeting," Felicia said.
"The same is true of me," the boy solemnly replied.
Felicia slammed the door shut and quickly put the chain to the lock. Then she turned to her young visitor and threw her arms around his neck. Running her hands through his tousled hair, Felicia brought her lips against his mouth and eagerly began to kiss him.
The boy was so young that he had no hair on his face. He pushed his tongue into the cavern of Felicia's mouth and let it probe its way there in wandering delight. He could feel his organ swell, as the soft flesh of Felicia pressed against him.
"I can't tell you how much I've longed to have you like this," said Felicia.
"It's good to be here," he said, the solemn look still in his eyes.
Felicia brought up a careless hand to the neck of her robe and unfastened the pin that held the robe together. In one swift movement she arched her shoulders and let the robe fall to the floor. The young boy let his eyes rest on the quivering flesh of her enormous breasts.
"Well, don't wait for an invitation," said Felicia to him, holding her arms out.
The young boy said nothing, but quickly took the few steps forward until he found himself pressing his young body urgently against the older woman's naked flesh. His cock bulged in his pants, as her tits pressed themselves against him.
"Wow!" he exclaimed. "You are beautiful!"
"That's exactly the way I feel about you, my boy," Felicia replied.
The young man brought his hands up to the older woman's breasts and let them feel their way around her enormous mounds of swinging breasts. Then his fingers clutched her nipples and squeezed them with delight in his eyes. Delighted at his touches, Felicia leaned backwards and closed her eyes.
The young man looked down and his eyes became glued to the vision of her cunt, swaying below him. Greedily he let his eyes run up and down the lips of her cunt. He longed to let his fingers run through the blonde pubic hair. Meanwhile, he could feel his prick swell inside him.
"Well, let's have a look at you," said Felicia stepping back slowly, so that his hands fell away from her swelling, swinging breasts.
The young man looked down himself in an awkward way. Felicia smiled and approached him with her arms. Very gently she unbuttoned his shirt and exposed his hair-free chest. With a soft hand she rubbed her fingers up and down his chest. Then she moved her lips to his and kissed him with a curling tongue.
While this was going on, the young man kicked off his boots. He stood there bare-chested before the older woman in his stocking feet. Felicia let her hands fall to his belt. Taking the belt slowly out of its loops, she smiled at the expression of awkwardness on the boy's face.
"I bet you have some cock," said Felicia.
"That remains to be seen," answered the boy.
"I don't have to see a man naked, before I know what kind of cock he's going to have," said Felicia. "And the first time that I saw you I knew that you would be strung like a mule. I could tell that just by looking at you."
"Well," the young boy said, "I hope that you won't be disappointed."
"Oh, there's no fear to that," Felicia answered, letting his belt fall to the floor.
Felicia was hungry to have him inside her. But she wanted to draw out the pleasure of this afternoon encounter as long as possible too. With eager fingers she unbuttoned the buttons fastening the top of his pants. Keeping her eyes on his solemn face, she slowly drew the pants down to his feet.
"I'm getting awfully hot," the boy exclaimed.
"I bet you are," said Felicia with a laughing smile. "But you're not the only one."
The boy lifted his legs as Felicia drew the pants off of him and threw them to the floor. This young buck now stood before her dressed only in his shorts. The bulge of his young cock made itself felt against the cotton material of his shorts.
"I'm hungry to have you inside of me," Felicia confided, gazing down at the bulging cock behind the cotton shorts.
"I'm feeling kind of anxious myself," the boy replied.
Felicia smiled again and let her fingers grip their way around the top edge of his shorts. Hungry for the sight of his young cock, she quickly drew the shorts down to his feet. The boy's prick swelled up and shot forth in the air. Although he had no hair on his face, he was well endowed with a flocculent fur of pubic hair.
Felicia let her eyes be hypnotized by the swinging of his long penis. Although the boy was several inches shorter than the woman, his penis was more than man-sized. It swung between his legs, dangling its fleshy strength before her eyes. Felicia moved her eyes up and down its gorgeous expanse.
"I'm not in the least disappointed," Felicia announced. "It's just as I said, you're strung like a mule. What a cock. And you so young. I can't wait to get you inside me."
Felicia moved toward the bed. As the boy turned his penis arched higher in the air, becoming as stiff as a ramrod. His balls tightened in their little hairy sac, while his dark-colored prick head nosed its way forward.
"Come on, don't be shy!" Felicia encouraged him, as she sat down on the bed.
"Whatever you say," the young boy replied, slowly making his way toward the woman waiting for him on the bed.
Felicia waited for him with growing anticipation. She watched the swagger of his stiff prick as he walked toward her. She thought of how it would feel to have this stiff, firm, young prick work its way up her hungry cunt. She ached to have him fuck her.
Felicia threw herself backward on the bed, so that her legs stretched far apart. Her pussy quivered as she wriggled her ass against the mattress. Putting a hand to her swollen breasts, Felicia let her fingers knead her nipples, while the young man sat down on the edge of the bed.
Realizing that it might be necessary to take the initiative, Felicia rose up on the bed and put a hand out to the young man's cock. The boy blushed as she brought her fingers up and down the length of his swollen penis. Then she began to fondle his hard balls with gentle fingers, letting the skin of her hand rub against the hairy pouch of his balls.
"Oh, I want you, how I want you!" Felicia exclaimed.
"And I want you too," the boy whispered, somewhat abashed to be sitting naked on a bed with this beautiful woman.
"Well, there's no reason why we shouldn't both make ourselves happy," said Felicia. "I really want you to fuck me."
"Well, you give me the word," said the boy in an awkward whisper, continuing to look at the older woman with solemn eyes.
"You've got it," Felicia answered, spreading her legs wider.
The young boy climbed onto the bed, his prick wobbling between his legs. Crouching between the spread-eagled legs of the woman, the boy put his hand down to the woman's cunt. He ran his fingers back and forth through the expanse of her blonde pubic hair. Then he let his finger reach toward the lips of her pussy.
"That's the way," Felicia encouraged him.
"You feel very good," said the lad.
"And I like it," replied Felicia, grinning down at him with pleasure and stretching her legs wider.
The young boy eased his finger up and down the warm wet orifice of her cunt. He closed his eyes with the pleasure this afforded him. Meanwhile, his prick swelled to the bursting point. His tiny sac was shriveled up, so that his balls couldn't climb any higher.
Felicia's juices poured through her. The lips of her cunt quicly became lubricated with her body juices. Wriggling her ass against the mattress, she longed to have him start to fuck her.
"Oh, give it to me, give it to me," she practically pleaded to the young boy kneeling before her.
"Now?" he asked, his proud young prick distended with swollen veins.
"Yes, yes, now, now!" Felicia whispered. "Put it to me, my little man."
The young boy positioned himself forward and eased the head of his prick against the lips of her cunt. Felicia squirmed back and forth, hungry for his entry. Then, leaning over, the boy arched himself over her body and let his prick sink into the sweet waiting hole of her cunt. He groaned with the initial pleasure, as his prick soaked itself in the waiting warm juices.
"Oh, I love it!" Felicia exclaimed, as the young man started to surge his prick forward.
"You're beautiful, beautiful," the boy whispered, as he jerked the cheeks of his ass and bucked himself into her pussy.
His long surging penis began to push itself up the sweet flesh of her cunt. Felicia began to shudder with the throbbing pleasure of his cock inside her.
"Oh, give it to me, hard, hard!" she cried, tossing her head back and forth against the pillows.
The young boy started to propel himself back and forth, heaving his load into her, forcing the hot feel of his meat against the sweet feel of her honey pot. His ass arched in the air, as he jammed it up and down inside her.
"I love it!" Felicia cried, beginning to come already.
Her body shook in the tremors of climax. Rocked with spasms of pleasure, she kicked her legs out, as the young man continued to heave himself forward, propelling his boiling cock upwards.
"Oh, it's wonderful, wonderful!" Felicia exclaimed, rocking back and forth on the bed, rolling her eyes in the hold of pleasure.
"I love your feel, what a cunt!" the young boy whispered, heavily panting, as he surged forward.
Then the young boy began to come. His young ass stuck up high in the air and then swooped down, as he jammed his swollen prick up her cunt. The semen began to spurt out of his prick in thick rich bursts. He shuddered and moaned with the ecstasy rocking his young body.
Felicia moved her ass up and down, so that his prick would come up inside her even higher. The swollen prick head shot out its boiling wad in successive bursts, while his body trembled with the pressure.
In a short time he had spent all of his supply of seed into the pussy of the woman. Dropping his head down on her breasts, he panted with exhaustion, while his prick began to lose its erect state inside her pussy.
"That was a beautiful fuck," Felicia said, fondling him and running her fingers through his tousled hair.
"Ah, you're beautiful," said the young boy, still heavily breathing.
He nestled his head, soaked wet with perspiration from his heated endeavors, against the soft pillows of her breasts. In a moment, his long prick oozed its way out of the loosened hold of her pussy. Felicia reached down and fondled the semen-covered prick head with gentle hands, letting her fingers cuddle the hairy sac of his balls.
"You're some young fucker!" exclaimed Felicia fondly.
Felicia and the young boy lay together on the bed, their arms around each other. The young boy continued to pant heavily, his head at rest between her breasts. Felicia smiled down at him, while her fingers continued to cuddle his balls. She longed to have him fuck her again.
Wresting herself away from his hold, Felicia slid down on the bed until her head was level with his cock. The boy's long flaccid penis drooped lazily between his legs. Cupping one hand around his balls, Felicia took his young penis in her other hand and started to move it to her mouth.
Opening her hungry lips, Felicia softly drew his prick head into her. Greedily she began to suck the warm flesh of the boy's inert prick. Over and over she lapped her tongue around his prick head, while her fingers continued to caress the hairy sac of his balls. Felicia arched her ass in the air, as she crouched between the boy's outstretched legs.
Bringing her head up and down, Felicia moved her lips up and down the length of the boy's prick. At the warm wet caress of her lips the penis soon began to show new signs of life, very slightly lifting its length upward, while the balls in their sac began to make slight rising movements.
Felicia quickened the tempo of her suck, gliding her lips up and down the swelling penis faster and faster. Soon blood rushed in to fill the vacuum of the young boy's prick. The veins began to bulge on his organ, as the prick head began to swell, mounding like the head of a mushroom, j.
Meanwhile the boy raised his head slightly from its rest on the pillows at the top of the bed. Spreading his young legs wider, he jerked his swelling cock forward to accommodate Felicia's gliding lips. Her saliva lubricated the young boy's prick, so that the warm flesh glistened in her hold.
"Ah!" the boy exclaimed, closing his eyes in pleasure. "That feels so good."
Felicia was too busily occupied to make any reply. Faster and faster her lips moved up and down the long expanse of the young boy's swelling prick. Soon his organ was in its full erect state. It shot forward into her mouth as straight as a ramrod. His penis burst with its supply of semen.
Felicia enjoyed the sense of power she had, encouraging the seed out of the young boy's prick. Initially, she wanted more than anything else to have him fuck her again. But for the moment, she was more than content to run her lips up his young swollen flesh and elicit his treasure of seed.
The boy started pounding his small ass against the mattress of the bed, heaving himself forward, so that his bulging young prick surged deper into the cavern of Felicia's mouth. Felicia's tongue was now going at full speed, rubbing the slit on his prick head over and over in the greed to have him spill his seed.
"Ah! This is great!" the young boy whispered, tossing his head back and forth on the pillows.
The young boy looked down at Felicia's enormous breasts, swinging back and forth as she eased her mouth up and down his feverish prick. The two mounds of flesh jiggled against each other, swaying in the air, while Felicia frantically moved her lips up and down, desperate now for the taste of his semen.
She didn't have long to wait. Not being experienced at holding it in, the young boy soon began to feel the force of his semen jet its way up his throbbing prick. His balls tightened in their little sac, which bounced up and down between his legs, while he heaved himself forward.
Soon the young boy began to moan. He shot his wad into Felicia's hungry mouth. Eagerly she sucked in the hot liquid pumping out of his swollen prick head. Again and again he jerked himself forward, so that the thick squirts of semen jetted forth like shots out of a machine gun.
Felicia sank down on the bed in full content, not taking her mouth away from the young boy's sodden cock. While he closed his eyes in the ease of climax, she put her hands around his small ass and let herself fall into a half-sleeping ease.