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Cruise to Alaska (MF, wife-cheating)
by Julie (Julie32877@aol.com)
(c) 1991

**

Well, I told you about taking the Princess Cruise Lines to Alaska in
August. Told you how much I was looking forward to the trip. The last two
years, I've taken the kids on my trips with me, but this year I insisted
on a little R&R instead. Mark wasn't real pleased about it, but, finally,
I got what I really needed.

I drove to Seattle, hopped a ferry to Victoria, British Columbia, and
spent a few days in that fabulous city. I did a little shopping, actually
went downtown and bought myself a parka for the trip. Seemed a little odd
to have such a heavy coat in August, but I was sure I'd be needing it by
the time I reached Alaska.

After two days in Victoria, I took the ferry to Vancouver, parked my car
for the week..... and boarded the Princess Queen.

I went right to my cabin and unpacked. How silly of me..... I brought
along some negligees. I thought it would help lift my spirits during the
trip. After unpacking, I went out on the ship to watch it leave the
harbour. I was excited about the peace and quiet I would be afforded for
an entire week.

I was standing on the bridge, watching the land recede, when you walked up
behind me. John, you didn't tell me you had booked passage also. You
stepped right up behind me, placed your hands on the guardrail beside mine
and whispered in my ear that you love me, that you've missed me. I'd know
your voice anywhere, John..... my spine tingled with surprise and pleasure
as you drew me into your arms. 

Your lips danced on my neck as my moan made my pleasure evident to you.
You relaxed your hold on me, I turned to face you. John, it had been a
long time... too long.

To those on the ship with us, we must have looked like newlyweds. You
pulled me into you tightly as our lips met. It was so wonderful to see you
again, John. I needed you badly, and as if reading my mind, you came to
me.

You had reserved a cabin for two, so you walked me to my cabin and watched
as I packed up my clothes to join you. When I reached into the drawer and
drew out the purple nighty.... well, you remember, don't you? I asked you
if you thought I would look nice in it. You said, "I don't know, Julie.
Why don't you show me and let me decide?"

I slipped into the restroom to make my change as you dropped onto the bed.
The purple nighty ..... do you remember it? It was very small and lacy....
it had those cute little garter straps and purple nylons. But, John, I
think you liked the gloves the best.... weren't they the only things that
you didn't take off of me?

I stepped back into the main cabin dressed to please you. I love pleasing
you. You were lieing on my bed, eyes closed. You looked exhausted from
your travel to Vancouver. I didn't know if I should wake you.

I did wake you though, dear... my needs were growing.... I needed you.

I asked you how I looked. I believe "delicious" was the word you used. 

The negligee had a lace tie up the front and you stood and proceeded to
unlace me. My breasts were in full view. I liked the look in your eyes as
you gazed upon them. 

I unbuttoned your shirt and helped you remove it. You know how I love the
feel of my breasts against your chest. You pulled me to you, kissing me
fully, showing me that your need was as great as mine. As always, you were
gentle and loving as your lips trailed a path from my lips to my breasts.
John, I felt as though I'd died and gone to heaven.

Your hands moved slowly along my back, to rub gently on my buttocks. You
brought your right hand around to the front, releasing the snaps between
my legs which were holding my heat and passion back. As your hand touched
me, feeling the wet warmth of promise, my desire began rising to a fever
pitch.

You weren't ready to give me what I so desired. You wanted me to wait,
wanted me to enjoy the arousal and burning which only you can create
within me.

You stepped back a little from me and licked my juice from your hand. I
dropped to my knees and began to remove your slacks which seemed to be
holding you back. I slid them to the floor, they were quickly followed by
your underwear.... John, do you remember where you got those underwear
with the little hearts and lips? Wasn't it just last Valentine's Day that
I sent them?

It was obvious that you were ready for me. But, being John, you wanted to
be sure I got everything I needed from you first.

You took my hands and drew me back to my feet. You reached down to my
thighs and released the garters holding my stocking up. You backed me up
to the bed and had me sit down. You knelt before me and slowly, gently
drew down my stockings.

Everything was exposed and ready for you dear, but you still weren't ready
to take me. You knew that my skin, so pale and pure, is very sensitive to
the touch. You knew how much better it would be for me if I could feel
your skin completely, without any barriers. You coaxed me out of my
nighty, it wasn't hard, as it was nearly off by then anyway. I asked,
"Don't you like my negligee?" 

"Of course, Julie, I do. But, I like what's underneath even more."

I lay back on the bed and could tell by the glimmer in your eyes that I
was in for something special.

You grasped my legs, pulling me to the edge of the bed. You knelt beside
the bed and began kissing my thighs. Your warm tongue carressed them as
your hands held my legs spread for you. As I felt your mouth inch closer
and closer to my sex, shivers of anticipation ran up my spine. My hands
were on my breasts, rubbing and lightly pinching my nipples.

You finally brought your mouth to my clitoris. Softly your tongue ran up
and down it, your fingers parting the lips to give you better access. My
moans of pleasure were nothing compared to the moan I uttered as your
tongue first slipped into my opening. You teased me with your tongue,
probing me, then returning to my clit to keep me on the edge.

My body responded to you, as it had never responded before. My body pushed
against your mouth, pushing me closer to the edge of the bed. I could feel
the sexual tension building in me. I couldn't stop myself from gasping
your name as the first waves of that powerful climax overtook me. My toes
curled as I stretched my head back, lifting my cunt up to your mouth.

I was surprised at how wonderful it felt. I'd never experienced anything
like that dear, but you weren't done with me.

You held your tongue against my clit and felt the throbbing as my
breathing finally relaxed. I begged you to enter me, but you weren't
ready. You wanted me to have an unforgettable experience, and I did.

I sat up, letting my feet drop to the floor. I pulled you to me, I could
feel the hair on  your belly against my clit and my lips pressed against
yours. I could taste the heat of my sex as my tongue entered  your mouth.

Your hands travelled up my sides, to gather my full breasts. My skin was
on fire as your tongue passed over each nipple. You let your tongue circle
my nipples before gently tugging on them with your lips.

Your hands moved down my sides until the were almost under me. You leaned
back to lie on the floor, bringing me with you, positioning me just above
your face. I looked down into your eyes as your tongue began its merry
dance again. How much of this did you think I could stand before I had to
have you inside me?

You slipped your tongue inside me again, but didn't move it once it was
there. I needed to feel it pumping me. My needs took over as I began
pumping up and down on your wet tongue. Your arms were underneath me. Your
hands moved to my ass to squeeze it and guide me as I pumped harder and
harder. Your index finger began rubbing around my asshole, probing just a
little, driving my body harder.

My eyes closed as I leaned forward, gasping at the intensity of this
second wave of pleasure. Your hands gripped my ass, holding me on you,
keeping my orgasm going. I had to break your physical hold, lest I be too
satisfied, too exhausted, to continue on with you, giving you the pleasure
I felt you richly deserved.

I knelt beside you as you lay on the floor. I could see you cock twitch in
anticipation of what was to come.

You didn't allow me to do as I pleased, but pulled me on top of you. We
kissed deeply, the warmth of your mouth just as I had remembered it.

My breasts tingled at the feel of your chest beneath me. My nipples hard,
and warm, responded to the feel of you. I sat up, and mounted your hard
cock. I began pumping on you. My breasts jiggled with each thrust until
you brought your hands up to hold them.

Each time I moved down to take you in, I could feel your cock enter me a
little farther. I slowly moved up to release it entirely. I sat back down
on it, pressing your cock against my clit, rubbing myself over it. I loved
teasing you, letting you believe you were going to get what you wanted,
and then denying it to you.

Your need was greater than I thought, as you took very little teasing from
me this time. You rolled us over, placed your hands above my shoulders and
began fucking me deeper... then deeper still. My legs wrapped around you,
lifting my ass from the floor. My fingernails scratched your back as I
worked to pull you closer, deeper.

My moans of pleasure were honest as you continued thrusting in and out of
me. I pulled your head down to my lips. My lips traveled up your neck, to
nibble gently on your ear. Your thrusting got stronger, more insistant as
I bit lightly on your neck.

You knew I was very close again.... you brought your lips to my nipples as
my hands ran through your hair. 

I called out your name as that orgasm swept over me. I could feel you
explode inside me, but you didn't quit. You kept pumping me, forcing me to
gasp for air, keeping my orgasm running. I could feel the blood pumping
through my body as you continued to press into me.

When I could take no more, you relaxed, lieing on me, still inside me. I
wanted to stay just like that the entire week. We couldn't of course, but
we did wake an hour later, prepared to continue our cruise.

THE END