I’d met Stacey via a mutual friend, but never in person, as we live on opposite sides of the world; me in Asia and her in North America. She is a little older than me, fifteen years or so, but she is really attractive, outgoing and fun, with the sexy confidence that comes with maturity. We both share a passion for nature, nights out, pets and travel, so when she invited me on an Alaskan cruise, I readily accepted.
I was excited with anticipation upon landing in Vancouver, not at all nervous, as we had chatted many times over the years and knew each other very well indeed. I spotted her straightaway outside the airport, where she graciously picked me up, and she looked even more radiant in person. I kissed her cheek and she led me to her SUV, where her mother and friend who were accompanying us on the cruise were waiting. After stopping for lunch we arrived at the port early for the departure that evening and spent our time getting acquainted over some drinks.
The first two days were fun, watching the stunning scenery pass by, with nature trips in the day and good food and company in the evenings. I thought I felt some sexual tension between Stacey and I, but put it down to my imagination, or possible wishful thinking. That is until the third night.
At dinner with the four of us, I was half way through my steak, when I felt something rub against my foot, then up the inside of my shin. I looked up and realised it was Stacey playing footsie under the table! She gave me a sly wink and carried on her conversation. So it wasn’t my imagination! I couldn’t stop looking at her after that, dazzling in her low cut evening dress and jewelry. She caught my eye a couple of times and gave me that cheeky smile.
After dinner we walked back to the cabin she shared with the other two ladies and she lagged behind a few metres so we could talk. She simply said “don’t lock your door” and caught up with the others.
I stripped off as soon as I entered. My cabin was clean and tidy, and the bed was freshly made by housekeeping. I showered, paying special attention to my underarms, dick and balls. I was becoming aroused while thinking of what could happen next. What if I misread the situation? What if she meant something else entirely?
I dried myself, brushed my teeth and gargled with mouthwash. I then dimmed the lights right down, slipped between my crisp sheets, and closed my eyes.
Around thirty minutes later the door clicked open. Next I heard Stacey’s soft voice: “Sorry I had to wait for mom to sleep!” “Hey” I replied lifting my head a little from the pillow. She was kneeling next to the bed and leaned in to kiss me. Her lips tasted sublime and we lingered there a while. My right hand came up and cupped her left breast, small and pert, untethered under her evening dress, her hardening nipples standing proud under the thin material.
Her right hand skimmed my bare chest and brushed over my hardening cock that lurked beneath the sheets. “Oh!” She exclaimed, visibly excited by my manhood. “Mind if I undress?” She asked rhetorically. I simply smiled. She stood up and let her dress drop off her shoulders, standing before me in her naked splendor. Her dark hair fell on perky breasts, which were tipped with small areolas, that had pleasantly large buds, the size of raspberries, only far more appetising. Her flat stomach, curvy hips and trimmed pussy looked so inviting. My erection throbbed as I pulled back the sheets.
She eyed my seven-inch, uncut penis with a mix of intrigue and delight. Her hand quickly found my freshly-shaved balls and she gently fondled them. Every so often I’d feel her long nails encircling first one, then the other, as I kissed her neck and nibbled her ear.
Stacey’s legs gently parted as I stroked her thigh and I felt her pussy for the first time. Moist and hot under my fingers, I gently worked my hand around as we kissed. Suddenly I felt her finger and thumb on my glans. She slowly pulled my foreskin all the way back, exposing the glistening tip, soaked in thick, clear precum. I worried that I would ejaculate if I wasn’t careful, so I lay Stacey down flat and parted her legs wide. I gave her pussy a long, slow, circular lick and she moaned.
I carried on for around twenty minutes, alternately working her clit and hole as Stacey quietly writhed on the bed, her eyes closed and neck arched backwards. I felt ready.
I knelt over her, looking her right in the eyes as I placed her hand on my penis. It was rock solid and twitched with every heartbeat as she guided me towards her, first lining up the tip before letting go and stroking my back. I held her gaze as I sank into her pussy and we both moaned with pleasure as the relief overcame us. I buried myself deep inside her and held the position, enjoying the sensation and the closeness of being one with her.
Her pussy was tight and warm. I had to tread very carefully if I wasn’t to cum too soon, so I started thrusting slowly but positively, enjoying every inch as I slid in and out, as my bare penis and balls were soaked in our combined juices.
I lifted myself up on my elbows so I could suck Stacey’s juicy nipples and she moaned louder. They were obviously very sensitive to the touch and I delighted in their taste and feel, my cock plunging in to the hilt, then fully out so just the very tip touched, then back in again, as I devoured her beautiful breasts.
I wanted control this first time. Stacey had initiated sex, so it was up to me to deliver the goods and I wanted her to lie back and enjoy it. I gradually built up speed over a couple of minutes until I was thrusting hard and fast. I wanted her to orgasm.
I held Stacey close to me as I thrusted, counting every ten in my head as a neat little trick that stops me cumming too soon. After around 500 thrusts, our bodies were soaked in my sweat and she started moaning loudly. I could tell she was close.
Stacey’s back arched as she came, her long nails digging into my back, her mouth wide open, as my pace gradually slowed. Her pussy tight around my shaft as I felt, wave after wave of convulsions wash over her body. “Baby” she said, exhausted, and I knew it was now my turn.
I made another thirty or so slow thrusts while my body trembled and suddenly my cock lurched and I felt two stuttering spurts, before a long rope of thick creamy semen ejaculated from my penis, followed by six or seven more, until Stacey’s pussy was filled with my cum.
I collapsed in a sweaty heap on top of her and lay there a few minutes, listening to our heartbeats, not saying a word. Finally we kissed, my dwindling penis still inside her, and then, gradually I withdrew. As I did so I felt a large volume of fluid spill over the sheets, the proud result of my hard work.
I took Stacey’s hand and led her into the shower, where I quickly became erect again while soaping her breasts. This time I spun her around while stood up and ploughed into her from behind. This was my time to show her how much she turned me on and I let myself cum as quickly as possible; what felt like a good amount for a second load.
We towelled ourselves dry and I helped Stacey dress, stopping to kiss her at times. She made to leave and I stopped her and we kissed passionately before she slid out of the door. “I’ll see you at breakfast” she said with a wink, as she slipped back into mom’s cabin.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/y4j1jf/pleasure_cruise_with_stacey