This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental.
© 2004 Warlord
Sea Cruise
Bridget Johansen and I started for my suite. Then I remembered something:
“Bridget darling, we have to invite the folks from the hotel.”
“How do you want to do that?”
“Call Donna and we have her spread the word.”
Bridget walked to a wall phone and called the switchboard. In a very few moments she was conferring with Donna. The Captain had already informed Donna that everyone was invited.
“Tell her that Shannon and Amanda need a count.”
During the conversation Bridget was distracted. I again had a handful of her very athletic left ass cheek. I was squeezing her ass in time with the Muzak playing in the hallway. Then I upped the ante. I opened two buttons on her uniform blouse and reached in to palm her tit. The shirt material was thick enough that I had not noticed her lack of bra. I noticed it when her nipple was nestled against my palm.
Bridget hung up the phone. She started to turn. I held her in place by holding her ass solidly. I took my hand away from her tit and gently grasped her chin. I turned her chin into a kiss. She opened her mouth and sent her tongue out to play. I broke the kiss. We started down the hall headed for the elevator. I finally removed my hand from her ass.
We walked through the employee spaces until we reached the restricted elevators for my suite. Again the elevator operator brought us directly to my floor. The door opened on my approach without using my keycard. Bridget led the way into my suite.
As the door quietly closed I pressed Bridget’s body against it. I plastered my body to her. As I kissed her, I grabbed her hands. I pulled her arms away from her body and held them in a cross position against the wall while still holding her tight to the door. Her kisses became increasingly intense.
I released her hands and reached for her blouse. She moved her hands from the cross. I slowly moved her hands back into cross-position against the wall and released them. I again reached for her blouse. This time she kept her hands in place.
I pulled her blouse out of her shorts. Then I slowly unbuttoned each button starting at her throat. I kissed her lips after each button was fully released from its buttonhole. I held the two shirt halves with a slight gap and licked Bridget from her belt line to her throat. Bridget was groaning and vocalizing. I released her shirt. As I grasped her hips my arms spread her shirt and exposed her breasts to my gaze. Her nipples were erect and her breasts were flushed.
Leaning forward I took her left nipple between my teeth bit down lightly and then leaned back pulling it away from her tit. She had her first orgasm while I was distending her nipple.
I stopped, leaned back and made eye contact with Bridget Johansen. Her face was flushed and her tongue kept wetting her moist lips.
I said:
“We need to get ready for our party.”
Reaching up, I gently placed her arms to her sides and then pulled her upright. When I released her hands Bridget was content to stand quietly.
I stepped back looking around the suite. Standing in my suites kitchen looking out through the breakfast bar was a girl with the doe in the headlight look as if contemplating an oncoming 18-wheeler!
“Hi, I’m Ted.”
“Hello, I’m Amanda Pierce, your state room steward.”
Amanda was quite flustered as she came forward to introduce herself.
She was a very beautiful girl who looked like what she was: a recent college graduate with her first job. Tall with her dark hair held in a scrunchie. Amanda had a curvy figure with large breasts, a tight small ass, and a flat stomach.
Amanda was wearing a white polo shirt with the Sunrise logo. It seemed too small for her large bra-less tits and much of her very kissable tummy was exposed. Her white uniform shorts were much shorter and tighter than Bridget’s emphasizing Amanda’s long and tanned legs.
I asked:
“What are you doing Amanda?”
“I did not expect you. In preparation for the party tonight, I was putting things away in the suite’s kitchen.”
“Will we have enough room?”
“Yes, the kitchen has ample preparation room with two ovens, two refrigerator/freezers and a cook top with eight burners.”
“Very good.”
“Shannon and her kitchen crew will be along about two hours before the party to finish preparations. They will remain to serve and cleanup.”
“I am very pleased Amanda, good work.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”
Something about the way she said that made me wonder if Amanda was another little present from Captain Dale. What she said next put a bow on her.
“Since I am assigned solely to your stateroom, you have the option of designing my uniform.”
She looked at me shyly and asked:
“Would you like to do that?”
Would I like to play paper dolls dress up with Amanda? Yes indeedy do!
“Amanda, I like short skirts not shorts. Not tight but skirts that flounce with a length of 12 to 18 inches. Never pantyhose, but stay-up stockings over the knee or thigh high. I like to see skin between the top of stockings and end of skirt. A bit of a seam on the stocking is nice. Its fun when the stocking color contrasts with the skirt. For the blouse, a button front with no buttons! When we have guests you may tuck the shirt into your skirt maintaining a hand span between the lapels. For panties you are allowed thong, g-string, or crotch less. I particularly like lace or mesh. For shoes, stiletto high heels, strappy with sling backs and wrap ties.”
Amanda’s eyes were shining. She had a question:
“What about after the guests leave?”
“That’s easy. The skirt comes off. You change into higher heels!”
“How high.”
“Porno actress high, with the built up sole so that the spike heels are taller.”
“Yes sir, tonight I will have my new wardrobe.”
“Amanda, I’m tired. Bridget and I are going to take a short nap before we get ready for the party. Please show us to the master bedroom.”
I put my arm around Bridget’s naked waist and hugged her. I slipped my hand to the small of her back and propelled her after Amanda. Amanda threw open the double French doors to the master bedroom. It was actually a suite itself.
The most striking feature was the window. The ceiling was vaulted two stories tall. The outside wall was wholly glass from floor to ceiling. The wall curved to follow the bulkhead and provided a clear view out to the bow of the ship and beyond. From my bed I had a 90-degree view side and front. There was a motor controlled drape with sheers and light excluding fabric at my option with the control on the headboard of the more than double king-sized bed.
The headboard was a technical marvel controlling lights, with its own DVD player hooked up to a large plasma television bolted to the ceiling that was adjustable for viewing angle.
Amanda said:
“The DVD’s you sent in your luggage are in the drawer under the bed along with the toys and other ahem items.”
Until she reminded me I had quite forgotten my visit to the “adult” store before I left town.
She continued:
“We supplemented the items in your delivery and those items are also in the under-bed drawer. We reviewed the movies and the numbers on the front on their jewel cases are our suggested order for viewing.”
Just then we reached the bed. Bridget jolted to a stop, spun around and buried her head in my chest. I looked around her to see what had caused such a reaction.
On the bed in the center of the silk comforter were four leather cuffs!
The cuffs were soft glove leather and lined with thick sheepskin. Each cuff was connected to a soft rope that was itself connected to one of the four corner posts of the bed. The posts each had a lever-clamping bracket that allowed the rope length to be quickly adjusted.
I turned to Amanda and pointed to the cuffs. She said:
“When we received your selection of toys, we discussed it. The consensus was that we should add those and also provide some additional like material for you in the étagère.”
She pointed to a cabinet in a corner of the bedroom.
“Like material?”
“The sorts of “material” people expect who enjoy the feel of cuffs.”
During this discussion Bridgett was quivering constantly. She was clutching me and her body was plastered to me. I could smell her arousal.
I placed a hand on either side of Bridget’s head and gently eased her head back. I looked into her eyes.
“Bridget, did you see what was on the bed?”
She nodded mutely.
I placed my hands on her shoulders. I had Bridget sit on the side of the bed facing me.
I turned to Amanda.
“Amanda, please undress Bridget. Remove her shoes and shorts, leave her blouse.”
Amanda quickly set to work. Bridget was cooperative. She soon was clad only in her open shirt.
“Amanda, please undress me completely.”
Amanda began her task. She would carefully fold or otherwise take care with any item she removed. She was on her knees facing me when she began removing my briefs. I stepped out of them and she stayed on her knees. I stepped forward until my genitals made contact with her face. I gently moved my hips side to side rubbing against Amanda’s face.
I was already aroused from my play with Bridget. I reached between us and held my cock against Amanda’s lips. I pressed my hips forward. Amanda relaxed her mouth and jaw to allow my entry. Amanda reached up and gabbed my ass. She held a cheek in each hand. She slowly pulled me forward. She did not stop until my balls hit her chin!
Amanda held me there as her throat massaged me and her tongue rubbed the underside of my shaft. I pulled and slowly pushed back in. Her hands became insistent establishing a rhythm. Faster and then faster yet! My balls tightened and she held just my cock-head in her mouth. She tickled the piss-hole with the tip of her tongue. I spasmed. I sprayed my cum into her mouth. Amanda held it in her mouth and cheeks.
Amanda crawled on her hands and knees until she reached Bridget. Amanda placed her hands on Bridget’s knees and levered herself upright. Amanda leaned forward and kissed Bridget. Bridget opened her mouth and then Amanda opened hers. Amanda and Bridget shared my cum back and forth until it was gone.
Amanda turned to me and smiled with satisfaction. She asked:
“Will there be anything else?”
“Yes, Amanda my love. Wake us when the caterers arrive. You are to have your massage completed and be in proper uniform before waking us. Bridget and I will take our massage then. We will then complete dressing me and final preparations.”
“What will you wear?”
“Amanda, please consult with Donna. I will wear whatever you deem appropriate.”
“Yes sir, very good, sir.”
With that Amanda walked out pulling the French doors closed as she exited. I leaned down and kissed Bridget. I tasted cum on her lips where she had failed to lick it off. I pulled her to her feet. I moved the cuffs. I flipped the comforter to the foot of the bed. I turned down the blanket. I moved three of the cuffs off the bed.
The fourth cuff I held out to Bridget.
“Bridget I want you to hold this during our nap. Take your two hands and hold the cuff.”
She reached out with her hands shaking. She grabbed it.
I had her lay on her side and I spooned up behind her. I reached around and palmed her breast. I placed my cock tight against her ass. I leaned my face into her hair and breathed the lovely scent.
“Sleep well, my angel Bridget.”
I was asleep immediately
Chapter 26
I woke lying on my back. There was a lovely very wet sensation at my groin. I glanced down to see blonde and brunette hair surrounding my cock. With my clean-shaven genitals, I was aware of every kiss and lick.
When Amanda and Bridget realized I was awake, they placed their lips on either side of my cock in a wet kiss. They rubbed their lips up and down the length of my cock from my balls to the head. Amanda would French kiss Bridget “around” the head of my cock.
Bridget slid down between my legs and began licking my balls. Amanda continued sucking my cock. I lifted my butt slightly. Bridget took the hint and began licking my ass. Soon she was rimming and sucking the rosebud of my asshole.
With the intense stimulation of Bridget’s tongue and the massaging action of Amanda’s throat, I came quickly. Amanda swallowed it all.
Bridget and Amanda crawled up next to me and I kissed and cuddled with one under each of my arms.
Amanda was dressed in the “new” uniform. She was wearing red mesh crotch less panties with black thigh high stockings and Marabou slippers with five-inch heels.
Amanda said:
“The kitchen crew is here and I just had a wonderful massage. Thank you, sir.”
“You’re welcome, my love. Bridget is next for a massage. I’ll be in the shower.”
Bridget asked:
“A massage?”
“Yes, my angel. You have a massage before our party tonight.”
“Oh, thank you, sir.”
I was softly playing with both of my ladies as we lay in bed. I marveled at the different textures of skin on each. They each had a hand caressing my privates. Amanda said:
“I’m not complaining you understand…”
“But?”
“If you don’t stop and get us out of your bed, we’ll still be here playing when the party starts.”
“Good point.”
With that we began to disengage and leave the big bed. There was ample opportunity to touch and fondle and kiss before we reached the edge. Bridget started to pick up her clothing. I stopped her, as I said:
“No, Bridget. Have your massage. Afterwards I will help you decide on your “uniform” for tonight. You are to stay naked until I dress you.”
Bridget shivered. She nodded mutely and put the clothes on the nearby dresser.
“Go find Terri. Get your massage and wait for me in the living room.”
Bridget left the master bedroom on her way to her massage.
I turned to Amanda:
“Time for my shower. Can you shave me?”
“No, sorry. But it will only take a few minutes to get Tammy up here.”
“Yes, lets do. She can wash and style my hair at the same time.”
“Lie back and relax, Ted. I’ll send Tammy in as soon as she arrives.”
Amanda stood up and started for the door of the suite. She stopped with her hand on the French door and looked over her shoulder. When she had my attention she posed for just a moment. Then she walked out with a saucy flip of the hip!
I lazed on the bed and thought about tonight’s party. I was living a very different life now.
It seemed only a few moments until Tammy was standing next to the bed. She was wearing her white hairdressers jacket and white slacks. Tammy was carrying a shoulder bag containing her utensils. She had a question:
“I hear you need a trim?”
“Tammy, I need some of your personal service.”
“Your wish is my command.”
“I just love the sound of that.”
Tammy helped me up. It seemed natural to kiss her as I reached my feet. She kissed back with an open mouth and sent her tongue exploring. I said:
“You’re overdressed if you’re here for my shower.”
Tammy giggled. She quickly and enthusiastically removed her clothes. Tammy grabbed her bag of implements. She took my hand and led me into my master bath.
Amanda was waiting for us. She was pointing to the large shower. Large enough for several people at once. It did not have any door or curtain. The shower enclosure made of tile blocks alternating with glass blocks. There was a light fixture at the top of the enclosure. The shower had Water Haven fixtures: four body sprays, two showerheads and a hand shower.
Amanda adjusted the water temperature and directed the water to the two showerheads. Tammy and I stepped into the shower. I pulled Tammy to me for a quick kiss under the spray of the water.
Tammy pulled me slightly out of the spray. First she found the shampoo. She washed my hair. Tammy used her fingers to make it a deep scalp massage. She used the hand shower for the rinse. After the second wash, Tammy applied conditioner. She then thoroughly rinsed my hair under the twin showerheads.
It was time to wash the rest of me. Tammy took charge of that as well.
She squirted streams of liquid soap on my front. Tammy pressed against me rubbing the soap into a lather using her breasts. It was altogether delightful. I plan to throw all my sponges away!
Tammy turned me around and did the same to my back. She went to her knees as she scrubbed my butt and legs. While she remained on her knees, Tammy turned me until I faced her. In addition to the soap on me, Tammy spread a thick coating of liquid soap on and between her tits.
Tammy lifted her tits and presented them for me. The patterns of white soap looked altogether erotic. Tammy rubbed her tits on my thighs and legs. She rubbed her tits against my groin. Tammy placed my cock between her breasts and squeezed it as she raised and lowered her torso. As I became more aroused I began to stroke into her tit fuck. I grabbed her shoulders and held her as I began to spasm giving her a pearl necklace to add to the soapy mess. As my breathing steadied, Tammy asked:
“Feeling better?”
“Much, thank you love. Your turn now.”
“No, later in your big bed, now rinse off.”
With that Tammy pushed me fully under the twin showerhead and began rinsing me with the hand shower. When I was clean and soap free, she turned on the four horizontal body sprays full force and as hot as I could stand. I stood with my back to the spray and let it relax my muscles. Finally Tammy shut off the water and gestured me out. She held up a big fluffy towel.
“Let’s get you dry. You need a shave and I want to style your hair.”
Tammy patted me dry with the huge super absorbent towel. She had me sit down as she prepared for my shave.
Tammy lathered my face and shaved me using her straight razor. I was more comfortable this time. She finished by kissing my cheek. She said:
“That feels smooth enough.”
She rubbed Aloe Vera crème over the newly shaved areas to prevent irritation. Following that with the Sunrise aftershave. She reminded me the aftershave was a private blend and included the latest research on female attractive pheromones.
Then she quickly trimmed and styled my hair. She added gel and crème until she had it just to her satisfaction.
I pulled Tammy into my lap. I kissed her and caressed her in appreciation of her talents. She stopped me and said:
“You need to get moving. Terri is waiting with your massage.”
We stood up. I pulled her against me and kissed her. She asked:
“When did you say the party turned clothing optional?”
I turned Tammy around and swatted her on the butt as we left the master bath.
The ever-attentive Amanda was waiting. She would lead me to Terri for my massage. We walked through the suite past the “pre-party” bustle in kitchen into one of the guest bedrooms. This “guest” room was larger than some suites in premium suite only motels. I was in the room before I realized that I had made the trip naked.
Terri was waiting next to her massage table. This time we would start the massage with BOTH of us nude. I marveled at her body, tall, slim with dark hair cut very short. Terri was well exercised with no excess body fat and an attractive muscle definition.
Today Teri would skip the stones. Her plan was an oil massage to invigorate and arouse. She said:
“This time I have a slightly different recipe of essential oils and herbs blended in the Grape seed oil. You should be invigorated and it will aid your arousal response.”
She started the aromatherapy diffusers. She said:
“I have these scattered in the suite. I will keep them filled with the proper essential oils for your evening to be fun.”
I kissed her as I approached her table. Terri helped me up and had me turn face down. She began rubbing the oil into my skin. I enjoyed the tingle as the oil was massaged into my pores. I rolled over and Terri was thorough in massaging my front. She took her time as she coated my cock and balls with oil. The touch of her hands as she stroked me had me completely aroused.
Terri stopped and covered me with a warm very moist sheet. She reminded me:
“This is soaked in essential oils and will pull the toxins from your body. Relax for the moment and I will return to finish this.”
She leaned forward and gave me a gentle kiss. She took a moment to mold the wet sheet into full contact with my aroused cock. Then she left the room for the moment.
I relaxed under the sheet. My aroused cock was tingling and warm. As the essential oils soaked into my skin the warmth increased but never to discomfort. I lay floating in a sexual fog. Terri returned and I opened my eyes. Terri said:
“Time for the big finish.”
Terri removed the sheet from my body. Then naked she climbed on the massage table. She knelt straddling my torso. As I watched, Terri poured a thick layer of oil over her chest and belly until her skin was slick with oil. Warm oil dripped on me in an erotic rain.
Then she started the massage. Terri leaned forward and rubbed her chest and stomach over my torso in an up and down and circular motion. She moved down and repeated her actions on my legs and groin. She renewed the layer of oil on her slick oily body.
She had me turn over and repeated the treatment on my back, my buttocks and the backs of my legs. Then when I was thoroughly covered in light oil. Terri said:
“Please roll on your back.”
When I was face up she said:
“Like last time, the oil which I just used has a group of strongly energizing essential oils and in addition we have added a series of essences and pheromones which have a strong attractive quality for females. As she spoke she continued to spread the oil on my cock and balls with deft teasing fingers.”
Then she picked up a tube of thicker crème. She said:
“This crème I am going to apply next has those and other attractive elements in a more concentrated fashion and with a much longer lasting and water repellent carrier.”
Terri began to massage the crème into, over and all around my cock, balls and anus. It felt cool when it was first applied, then it warmed as she massaged it into my skin. Terri continued the treatment with handfuls of fresh crème. She used her considerable manual skills to tease and arouse my already engorged cock. My hips began to lift off the table to fuck into her hand. Terri began to stroke in rhythm with my arousal. I began to spasm and cum with my cum shooting in the air. Terri leaned forward. I grabbed her and pulled her tightly into my arms kissing her as my spasming coming cock was trapped between our closely pressed bodies.
When I stopped coming, I rolled to the side still holding Terri. I reached between us and scooped my cum with my fingers. I rubbed my spending on her small tits and flat stomach. I kissed her lips, cheeks, and eyes as I came down from the sexual peak. I spread my cum on Terri until she opened her eyes. She said:
“I cum when you shoot. You make it better when we cuddle and kiss after.”
Terri rolled on top of me kissing and then slipped off the table. She picked up a large heated towel that was wet with essential oils. She wiped me with that wet towel first. She followed with a series of hot water soaked towels.
I climbed off the table. Terri rubbed me with a large absorbent towel until I was dry. Terri knelt and spread her special crème over my genitals. She covered my cock, balls and even my ass with a thick coating that she rubbed into my skin.
When she was done, I pulled Terri to her feet and kissed her lips while holding her tight. She pulled away and kissed just the tip of my nose. She said:
“You are the host. Go and get ready for the party.”
She released me and pushed me toward the door. I walked back into the main room of my suite. I walked to the breakfast bar and poured myself a cup of coffee. Looking in at the kitchen preparation it dawned on me that I was stark naked with a still engorged cock. It was just about then that I quit “giving a rats ass.”
Bridget was sitting in the living room waiting for me. I took her in my arms and kissed her. Putting my arm around her waist, we walked into the master bedroom. Amanda was waiting for us. Amanda said:
“Donna has requested that you wear only this.”
With that, she held up a pair of silk boxer briefs. They were a test of my new attitude being Sheer Black Silk Boxer in see through chiffon silk.
I put them on. My arousal was evident. My balls and somewhat engorged cock were clearly visible.
“I love them Amanda. These will be just fine.”
Amanda was dressed in a very short soft light blue dress. Her blouse was white and made of the same chiffon silk as my boxers. Her black stocking stopped several obvious inches below her skirt. Amanda was wearing black sling back pumps with five-inch stiletto heels.
I picked some slightly “improved” clothing for Bridget. She could keep her shorts, for now. Her blouse was now the see through silk as Amanda’s. We cut off the buttons and tucked the shirttails into her shorts with the shirt material just covering her nipples. Bridget had white stocking with a heavy white seam up the back. Her white pumps had four-inch stiletto heels.
I had been imbibing my medicine all day. Amanda gave me my evening dosage including my “fun” medications.
Tammy joined us in the master bedroom. She rubbed aftershave into my face. She then rubbed aftershave across my chest and nipples. Tammy kissed each nipple in turn.
Amanda asked me:
“Do your briefs fit?”
I reached over and grasped Bridget’s hand. I slid her hand inside the front of my briefs until her fingers contacted my cock. She made a fist around the head of my dick.
“Yes, Amanda. They seem to have plenty of room.”
I pulled Bridget’s hand out and directed her fingers into her mouth. She licked them off.
I looked around and said:
“In the words of the philosopher for our time PINK, let’s get this party started.”
I walked into the main part of the suite. I cued up my favorite CD. Amanda went to block the suite entrance door open.
As the first sweet notes of the voice of Etta James singing At Last surrounded us I turned to welcome the first arriving guests