Sun and tequila ends in cruise ship balcony fun [MF]

Cruise ships get a bad rap from younger people, and 99% of the time it’s from those who’ve never been on one. Sure, they have a reputation of being for older people, but this is just because they don’t want to let the secret out. Lots of fun in the sun, lots of alcohol and lots of skin on show can create a pretty wild atmosphere…

When my wife [F33] first suggested we book a Caribbean cruise my [M33] first thoughts were the same as I presume most peoples’: we have to have sex on the balcony. It’s fair to say my wife isn’t a fan of public play and immediately said no, but that would just add to the challenge and the fun.

I’ll save you the travel itinerary, but once we made it onboard the ship the sun, alcohol and skin had us in overdrive, fucking morning, noon and night for the first couple of days. I occasionally hinted at the balcony, but it was a no-go: basically there were dividers between ours and the neighbours’ balconies on either side. So they were technically private, but it wouldn’t take much to stick your head around if you wanted too, so my wife was adamant that it wasn’t going to happen.

[M]y white lie lead to a blowjob [F]or the ages

She dug her nails into my hips and pulled me deeper into her throat, the rhythm getting faster and faster. I didn’t know who was more turned on, me or her, but I knew I only had about ten more seconds in me before I —

*RECORD SCRATCH*
*Freeze frame*

You’re probably wondering how I ended up here (or if you’re not then keep scrolling to the break).

My wife has had a fantasy of me being with another woman for almost as long as we’ve been together (over a decade), but we’ve never had the nerve to act on it.

For the shallow among you, we’re both in our early-to-mid 30s, I’m 5’10, fair and athletic, she’s 5’9, blonde, dress size 10 and a D-cup (yes, I thank the Lord every day).

In bed we would regularly talk about different scenarios involving other women, and while it would always lead to amazing sex, it never fully scratched the itch.

Years-long-story-short, some recent conversations with an experienced Redditor convinced me to broach the subject properly with my wife, and the vague arrangement we came to was that, if a situation arose naturally then I could take it, and then tell her all about it in bed.