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Cruise (M+F, jap, wife, intr, preg)
by Arc Light
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Distribute freely as long as it's free. 'jap' stands for 'Jewish
American Princess'
***
Stanley and Susan Rosenfal, an extremely rich Jewish couple from
Chicago chose to spend their two week vacation on a cruise of the
South Pacific. Although they could afford any mode of transport;
including chartering the entire boat they thought that it would be
"quaint," if they booked passage on a small transport that
supplied a number of the small South Pacific islands. In this
manner they could enjoy the cruise without the hassle of dealing
with the toadies always seeking a tip.
The two had similar personalities in that they demanded and
usually received complete servitude from the people waiting on
them and the people catering to their every whim. They had talked
with a colleague that owned the Scandinavian modem transport ship.
The ship had luxury cabins for approximately ten sets of
passengers and Stanley Rosenfal rented all ten of the cabins.
Unknown to the owners of the ship and of course the Rosenfals,
the captain of the ship was an alcoholic and left the entire
operation of the ship to the first mate. The first mate was mean,
and domineering Nigerian as were the second, third and fourth
mates of the ship. In addition, all of the crewmen were Nigerian
and were for the most part equally cruel. The captain spent all of
his time in his cabin with most of the time spent in an alcoholic
haze.
During the first day and night out of San Diego, California the
Rosenfal's stayed in their room. Although Stanley was nearly forty
five he still had a very active sexual imagination. He had packed
four suitcases of seductive lingerie, short mini skirts, hose and
garters and anything else that he could think of to make his four
inch cock throb. His pretty JAP wife, only thirty one was
breathtakingly beautiful. Her dark complexion, her flowing black
hair and her rock hard body hid an almost insatiable sexual
appetite. Her pussy was shaved dose and her small pert breasts
were firm and pear shaped, and topped with one inch rock hard
nipples. She constantly teased her over sexed and under endowed
husband.
She thrived when she flirted in front of him; in fact it was a
tremendous source of pleasure for her (and Stanley) to flirt with
any man with a cock and then return to their luxurious quarters to
be thoroughly fucked by the now aroused and cock hard husband.
Although poor Stanley was tricked by nature and given only the
minimum of manhood he did everything in his power to enhance his
lovemaking. Although Susan could fantasize about men with cocks
large enough to reach her twitching cervix she understood that few
men had the financial power of her rich husband. She enjoyed
teasing the numerous men who sought her out but Susan Rosenfal
came to be known primarily as the classic Prick Tease. She always
managed to place herself in position where she could calmly walk
away while the tormented male would be left with the painful blood
engorged balls cursing the devastating beauty that caused his
pain.
At the dawn of the second day Susan rose early and looked at the
beautiful sun rising in the west. Feeling a need that poor Stanley
was unable to fill the night before she rubbed the swollen pussy
lips. Stanley, on nearly every third attempt was unable to make
his diminutive cock fulfills husbandry duties. His valiant
attempts to harden the soft and unresponding manhood were to no
avail.
After taking a brisk shower Susan put on a pair of white hot
pants and a white blouse which she tied around her thin waist. The
tightness of the blouse seemed to accent the pert pear shaped
breasts and her hard nipples probed against the thin cotton
material.
As she pranced around the promenade deck she captured the
imagination of nearly every crewman. Each of the hard Black
deckhands could imagine driving their now rock hard Black cock
into the tight and forbidden woman chamber of the amused Mrs.
Susan Rosenfal. She enjoyed their pained looks of lust and did
everything and anything that could increase her power over the
hapless lowly deckhands.
She finally arrived at the bridge and was most impressed with the
starched white uniformed first officer. His demeanor and authority
impressed the Jewish American Princess nearly as much as his
muscular build and handsome Greek like face. He acknowledged the
princess as she entered but did not pay her any further attention.
Annoyed at his insolence she sauntered over to the navigation
table and smiled into his face. "I can sure see what I want for
breakfast," she flirted. As she leaned over, the top of the
unbuttoned blouse fell apart and First Officer Nuru stared briefly
at the very enticing vision before him.
Precipitously Nuru grabbed the beauty by her flowing black hair
and pulled her backwards on the table. The startled pampered
housewife stared into Nuru's dark eyes. "Look you riffle tramp.
You will not trapes around my ship like some two bit whore. From
now on you will dress and act like a lady. If you don't I will let
my crew stick their hard Black cocks up that tight little pussy of
yours. You understand you little tramp?" Nuru questioned.
Susan broke free and ran out the bridge scurrying to her
husband's executive cabin. As she burst into the stateroom she
rushed to Stanley's side. "That Black bastard first mate insulted
me. He called me a two bit whore;
Stanley you must put him in his place,"
Susan nearly screamed at her husband.
Indignant that his wife would be treated as a whore Stanley
exploded out of his room and burst into the bridge. Walking to
within a foot of the First Officer he screamed, "Look here you
Black bastard. What right do you have calling my wife a whore?"
Calmly, nearly a head above the screaming Mr. Stanley Rosenfal
Nuru stated the obvious, "Your wife paraded around this ship
nearly naked. She did everything in her power to distract my men
in their duties. She looked like and acted like a tramp and I told
her that if she continued I would let my men fuck her senseless."
Stanley foolishly raised his right fist as to strike Nuru and
before it made half it's journey Nuru grabbed his small delicate
wrist and pulled it behind his back. Once there he brutally rammed
his head against the steel bulkhead causing the rich financier to
become totally disoriented.
Nuru leaned over to the nearly unconscious "guest" and
enlightened him. "I will have you taken to my cabin. You leave the
cabin and I'll feed you to the fish. Understand fuckhead?"
When the brief and direct explanation was given a large Black
handcuffed the befuddled Stanley and pushed him out the bridge
door. Poor Stanley was shoved and prodded along a large hallway
and upon reaching Nuru's room was propelled forward through the
empty door. Once inside the Black attached a dog collar around his
neck and with a large chain fastened it to the floor. Still dizzy
and disoriented Stanley looked around the inboard cabin and
finally his eyes focussed on a bank of security cameras which
changed every four minutes to another of the ship's locations. The
first camera was trained on his cabin where his pretty wife was
darting around the room in anger.
The door was locked behind the departing Black who dutifully
reported back to Nuru that his assigned task was completed.
Back in the executive cabin, Susan becoming more and more irate
at Stanley's absence looked through her wardrobe. Pulling a white
string bikini from the chest of drawers she quickly stripped and
put on the sheer piece of cloth. The string exposed both of her
firm buttocks and the top barely concealed half of her tight
breasts. The agitated rock hard nipples were barely concealed
along the top of the thin cloth. Once into her next costume she
put on a pair of four inch black leather patent stiletto heels and
brazenly walked out to the deck immediately forward of the bridge.
Spreading a large white blanket she settled down and covering her
dark eyes with even darker sunglasses she spread her long limbs
and started to work on deepening her gorgeous tan. Looking towards
the bridge she could see the hated Nuru scowl down at her. "Good"
she thought. I will show the Black bastard who's in charge here.
Shortly one of the stewards from the galley came out with a
bloody mary and handed the cool drink to the pampered princess.
Smiling at the small framed but well endowed young Black man she
asked if he would be able to put some lotion on her back.
Although he could not speak much English he did manage to
understand the pampered wife. As she turned over he dropped to his
knees along her side. Although Susan could not see his smirk from
above Nuru knew that the next hour would be very interesting for
the aloof and demanding young lady.
At first the steward's firm hands seemed warm and inviting. He
dutifully spread the oily substance on her back and then started
from her soles up the back of her calf. As his hands and the oily
substance made the short journey up to the juncture of her perfect
legs Susan became amused. Here was this naive young cabin boy
trying to seduce her; Mrs. Stanley Rosenfal, wife of Stanley
Rosenfal.
The boy's long fingers finally made it to the firm ass cheeks and
Susan turned her head to the smiling cabin boy. "Look Black boy.
Don't be getting any ideas. You may stop now. In fact you may
leave!" came the brisk and direct edict.
However the Black steward had no intention of leaving. His young
hard Black cock had started hardening. He was not about to depart
from the desirable woman of means at this point. His hands
continued to massage the firm ass cheeks and he allowed his
fingers to slip between the pillowy guards. As the fingers dipped
to the edge of her pussy lips Susan attempted to get up. However
the Black steward had placed his hand on her lower back and held
her down while his other hand continued to massage the outer most
lips. Bringing his fingers to his lips he could see the light dew
coating them. Licking his fingers he returned them to the
pleasurable folds from where they had come from.
Susan had never allowed anyone other than her dear Stanley to
take such liberties with her tight and now aroused body. She again
attempted to rise but again had no more luck than the first time.
She attempted to rebuke the young man but as her mouth started to
open she felt the menacing long Black fingers finally find the
warm and inviting slit. As the finger probed the outer recesses
the only sound emitting from Susan's mouth was a short moan.
The young steward had no trouble interrupting the moan and he
continued his digital assault on the now thrusting and excited
young wife. She no longer was attempting to rise but merely
seeking out the pleasure giving digits firmly implanted into her
wet and throbbing love chamber.
The steward violently ripped the offending string bikini bottom
and threw it off the edge of the deck. He then swung his legs over
the thrusting ass cheeks and lowered his white dress shorts.
Wearing no underwear the long thin Black cock sprang forward and
he immediately let it rest against the undulating ass cheeks. Poor
Susan could feel the heat of the long Black cock resting on her
firm ass cheeks and for a brief moment became frightened. However
the pent up passion was the greater of the two emotions and she
nearly screamed as the Steward thrust his aching Black cock deep
into the willing love chamber of Mrs. Susan Rosenfal.
Susan nearly fainted as she felt the Black tube fill her tight
pussy channel. As he thrust harder and harder Susan raised her ass
by pushing up on her knees. The subtle movement caused the Black
tube to reach nerve endings never before reached. The stamina of
the Black steward who continued to pound her succulent pussy
brought Susan to multiple orgasms. She gripped the teak deck floor
with her long painted fingernails and screamed her release. The
orgasmic cries reverberated throughout the ship. The majority of
the Black deckhands could understand the mournful screams.
As his Black seed careened against the womb of the young wife the
Steward slowly pulls out his deflating Black manhood. Once the
male organ slipped out of her clenching vagina the Black seed
rolled down her still thrusting thighs forming a puddle of sperm
on the immaculate deck. As the Black steward pulled up his white
shorts he turned and looked up at the bridge where Nuru was
smiling from cheek to cheek at his young steward. The steward
smiled back and left to return to the galley.
It took several minutes for Mrs. Rosenfal to recover from her
mind shattering orgasm and as she slowly rose she remembered the
missing G string; cast over the deck like so much discarded
garbage. [Image]
She quickly pulled the towel around her sweating and oily body
and scampered to the adjoining deckway.
Unbeknownst to Mrs. Susan Rosenfal her husband Stanley was
staring at the secondary monitor as she quickly ran to the
deckway. His eyes were wide with unbelieving and looking down to
his Black shorts he could see where his cock had exploded its load
into his now sticky underwear. With his hands stiff clasp behind
him he felt the energy draining from his body. As he sank to the
floor he could not comprehend what had just unfolded before his
unbelieving eyes. Here was his devoted and caring wife who had
just drained the seventeen year old Black steward on the main
deck. Unable to reason he merely looked down as his sperm slid
down his hair covered legs.
Susan ran to the cabin and quickly showered. After her shower she
laid naked upon the large king sized water bed and drifted off to
a restful and sound sleep.
Upon awakening she was a little unsettled about not finding her
adoring husband. However there was a note on her dresser asking
for her to wear her sexiest evening wear and dine at the captain's
table. Since dinner was still an hour away she took another
leisurely shower and at the conclusion decided to be daring in her
selection of the evening outfit. She put on a black lacy half bra;
matching black panties and pulled up long thigh high black hose
suspended by the thinnest of garters. The low cut black evening
gown came to within four inches of her dimpled knees. She put on
the four inch spiked stiletto heels and completed her attire with
a two inch wide black lace choker. She let her long shoulder
length black hair fall to her shoulders freely. She became a
little unsettled looking around the room as she could not find her
birth control pills. This represented the second day that she had
not taken the pills and with the Black steward's deep penetration
of her inner womb earlier that day she was just a little
apprehensive. As she stepped out into the deckway she put the
faintest of perfume behind her dainty ears.
Upon entering the smaller Officer's mess she hurriedly looked
around for her husband who was nowhere to be found. The only table
where there was a vacant seat was at the Captain's table; and the
only seat was next to First Officer Nuru. As she started to leave
the Black steward who had previously filled her womb with seed
gently took her arm and escorted her to Nuru's side.
Smiling he looked up into the burning eyes of Mrs. Susan Rosenfal
and in his best English accent bowed and gave his apology. "Mrs.
Rosenfal my deepest apologies for judging you incorrectly this
morning. I would consider it an honor if you honor us with your
presence."
Susan, taken by surprise gracefully sits next to the First
Officer immaculately attired in his dress white uniform. Nuru
observes the same tantalizing breast flesh that he scrutinized
earlier in the morning.
He then informed Mrs. Rosenfal that her husband would be delayed
and insisted that she and the other gathered officers start
without him.
Nuru snapped his fingers and a cold bottle of wine immediately
found it's way to the officers table. Nuru graciously and expertly
poured the wine and offered a toast to the beautiful lady that was
dining with them. During the next hour he plied the unsuspecting
wife with more and more wine and enchanted her with his tales of
seamanship around the world. Susan was rapidly becoming awed by
the handsome, articulate and muscular First Officer.
By the end of the meal Nuru let his hand slip under the table
cloth and found the warm and delightful leg of the now infatuated
young wife. As he stroked the silk covered leg she looked
flirtatiously into his dark and unforgiving eyes. As the other
officers made small talk he continued to massage the inner leg of
the intoxicated young wife. Unable to concentrate on the small
talk she unconsciously opened her legs allowing the First Officer
even greater access to her treasure.
Nuru's searching fingers finally reached the black silk panties
and he instantly felt the wet warmness of her swollen pussy lips.
He continued to massage the moist panty covering and shortly
inserted his long finger into the leg opening. As flesh touched
flesh she silently dosed her eyes and let out a small sob. Nuru
inserted his hook like finger into the willing passageway as Susan
leaned back in her chair.
The other officers knew what was taking place and became amused.
The Black steward who had placed the small caplet of white powder
into Mrs. Rosenfal's first wine glass smiled knowingly at the
First Officer. As his fingers became soaked he pulled them out and
met Susan's questioning eyes.
"Your pussy is still covered by dark hair. Before my officers
will fuck you they wish you to shave yourself," stated the First
Officer.
Susan, completely bewildered looked around the table to the
lecherously smiling officers.
"No, I will not. You are monsters," Susan responded.
As Mrs. Susan Rosenfal was trying to remove the wickedness from
her mind the Black steward arrived with a platter containing a
bowl of warm water, straight razor and shaving cream.
As he set the tray down in front of Nuru, Nuru turned to Susan
and ordered her to remove her dress and panties and stand on the
table. Susan, shocked; stood and tried to back away from the table
but the many glasses of wine were too much for her mind to relay
to her betraying body. 'The officer to the right of her helped her
to her feet while the second officer gently unzipped the dress
from behind. As it fell from her shoulders the same Black hands
were slowly stripping the black lace panties down her legs over
the hose and garter. Susan was then lifted on the table so that
her legs were on both sides of First Officer Nuru. As she lay
prone the officer on the far side of the table was sensuously
massaging her tight firm breasts.
Nuru gently applied a generous coating of light blue shave cream
and with razor in his right hand started scraping the coarse black
hair from Susan's sensitive and tender womanhole. The sharp blade
cleaned the tender skin of all hair follicles and in a very short
time Mrs. Susan Rosenfal was completely hairless. The razor had
caused small blood blisters to bust and Nuru coated the cleaned
mound with a slippery oil provided by his assistant; the Black
steward.
Susan came alive again as Nuru rubbed the slippery substance over
the super sensitive shaved area. He allowed his fingers to insert
some of the gel into the precious chamber itself and became amused
as Susan again parted her legs beckoning more and more of the
digit to invade her married love canal.
He quietly picked up his plaything and carried her to his inboard
cabin. As he entered his cabin he gently placed her on his king
sized bunk and walked to the door separating his two rooms.
Stanley, now gagged heard the door open and strained against the
neck chain to see into the bedroom. He could not see the bed
itself but could see the mirror's reflections. His eyes
immediately focussed on his beautiful serene wife as she stared up
at the disrobing Nuru.
He could see her eyes widen with terror (?); with
anticipation(?); with longing (?) as Nuru stepped out of his
shorts. The long Black dick was already hard as a rock as it
jutted out from his washboard rock solid stomach. Susan lovingly
reached for the massive Black log and as Nuru approached the bed
she inserted the pleasure giving Black cock into her warm and
inviting oral cavity. As she tried to insert more and more of the
cock into her mouth poor Susan started sobbing about not being
able to take enough. Her hands searched for and found the orange
sized balls hanging below the massive cock.
Tiring of her oral ministrations Nuru gently shoves Susan to her
back. As she falls her legs immediately spread open beckoning the
pleasure to come. Nuru mounts the bed and knee walks to the
moaning wife and gripping his massive love muscle rubs it against
her hooded excitor. As she whimpers she grinds her hips against
the solid cock exciting her. Once she becomes positioned she
lunges forward and captures the first five inches of his rock
solid Black cock. Once Nuru's cock has entered the precious moist
chamber he buries his fun eleven inches in the next stroke.
The scream reaching Stanley Rosenfal's ears sounded like it came
from the dead. He strains against the chain attempting to get a
better angle to see his beautiful wife impaled on the huge Black
cock. Her constant whimpering and pleading brings a greater lunge
from the dominating Black officer. His pile driving ass buries his
hard cock with each thrust. Susan struggles to return the thrust
and is pleasured by her motion. She clasps her arms around the
thick Black shoulders and digs her long fingernails into the
massive muscles. She opens her mouth and accepts his probing
tongue as she struggles to keep up with his frantic fuck pace.
The two jutting animals reach climax at the same time and Nuru
empties his huge balls into the willing womb of Mrs. Susan
Rosenfal. She shrieks her acceptance of his Black seed and
passionately kisses him. Her husband Stanley, straining against
his chains, saw his wife's climax overtake her total being. She
continues to jut against his hard body and continues her death
grip on his now scratched and bleeding shoulders. Her mouth seeks
out his tongue and she sucks and licks its full thickness.
Her anxious thrusting brings Nuru his second hardness and he
starts his impaling of her tight body anew. She cannot believe
this second hardness in so short of time and grabs her new lover
with an even tighter grip. She meets his every thrust and lifts
her lean body off the bed attempting to squeeze every drop of cum
from her newest lover. His long Black prod reaches into depths
that Stanley has never touched. Her cervix is pummeled time and
time again as he attempts to bury his cock to never before reached
limits.
After nearly forty minutes Nuru feels his huge sacks empty their
sticky fluid into the nearly exhausted white wife. She shrieks
again as the seed is deposited deep within her chamber. As he
rises the white cum pours from her stretched and swollen lips.
There seems to be no end of the flow and Susan can only marvel at
the constant discharge.
Stanley, unable to watch any more ravishment of his precious wife
sits on his haunches nearly exhausted. Unable to comprehend his
wife's unfaithfulness he silently looks down to between his legs
and is ashamed to see the dark wet spot at his crotch. He
discharged three times during his wife's ravishment and he feels
guilty that he became sexually aroused by his wife's wanton
unfaithfulness.
As Nuru puts on his watch uniform he looks down at the smiling
and sweat soaked young white wife. She is still wearing her garter
and hose and her shaved cunthole is leaking his Black seed.
When he is dressed he hears a knock at the door. The Second
Officer enters; and as he does starts disrobing. Susan cannot
understand at first and then realizes that there will be many
Black lovers this evening. Susan hears the door shut as the Second
Officer finishes stripping. He crawls up between the still wide
spread legs and skipping foreplay slips his hard Black cock into
the steaming and ready love muscle of Mrs. Stanley Rosenfal.
Neither Stanley or Susan kept count of the number of Susan's
Black lovers that second night of their voyage.
During the fourteen days at sea Susan was the center of all male
attention. Her subdued husband was relegated to the First Officers
cabin where on a daily basis he would witness his wife's sordid
unfaithfulness. As each day arrived the beautiful wife would
entice the Black crew by her never ending assortment of beautiful
and seductive attire. After each breeding session Mrs. Rosenfal
would become more and more submissive catering to each and every
deviant request by the jaded crew. She justified in her mind that
she was being forced; the truth of course was that she was the
energy behind the varied and constant lovemaking. She would
eagerly seek out the next hard Black dick as soon as the
previously impaling pleasure giver had become exhausted. Her
carnal needs were nearly impossible to meet.
After the two week cruise her tight pussy was stretched so that
Stanley could not touch the chamber walls; even if he hadn't
become impotent. The constant Black sexing of his desirable wife
had turned her into a mere breeding bitch for Black cock.
During the first week she had allowed gold rings to pierce her
elongated nipples. Every third day the First Officer reshaved her
precious love mound and by the end of the voyage she was carrying
a Black child.
When the Rosenfals returned to Chicago their closest friends
could sense the transformation. When Susan had left she was a
frigid and uncaring JAP. Upon her return she oozed sexuality.
What their neighbors didn't know could fill a book.
THE END