THE CRUISE - PART I

I was 18 years old and being dragged onto a family cruise for a weekend.  Our ship docked in Catalina one day, and Ensenada the next.  I figured it would be a nice weekend to shop and lay out on the boat deck doing nothing.  My parents were good enough to get my brother and I our own cabins for the sake of teenage privacy.  And if I was lucky, I might meet some nice guy to hang out with.  No such luck.  It was the middle of August, and not the peak season for other families.  There was mostly older people with kids that were grown up, and definitely not with them on their vacation.  The other family with people my age that were on board were 2 girls, and unfortunately back then that wasn’t something I had tried yet, if you know what I mean. We boarded on Friday morning, and by Friday evening I was back to Plan A of shopping and lounging.  There were 2 dinner times to accommodate all of the guests, and we were part of the early diners.  The way the cruise worked was that we had assigned seating for dinner all 3 nights, the last night being the big party thrown for us by the crew members. By dinnertime on Friday evening I was feeling pretty sullen and bored.  My parents had their own agenda and participated in all of the activities planned by the cruise director.  My brother was off hanging out with those girls.  We finally met at dinner but they all had their plans to go their own ways after eating.

Just when I was about to resign myself to unexpected peace and quiet, I noticed something.  About 95% of the waiters and crew members in the dining room were Filipino!  About the same time that I noticed them, they noticed me.  There is nothing that attracts a male Filipino fresh from the islands than a young Filipina-American female!  So there I was in my ripe 18 years, and I had my pick of all of these young virile Filipino men.  This cruise was suddenly becoming the best weekend of my young life!

They were very attentive, and paid extra attention to me and my family.  I have to admit, it was mostly because we were Filipino, and we all stick together.  But I do know that they also wanted a closer look at me.  Thank goodness I was dressed the way I was!

Filipino men are used to demure women, so my long white cocktail dress with a slit to my thigh was perfect.  It was enough to emphasize my curves, yet left enough to the imagination.  With my long hair cascading down my back, I looked just like the exotic Filipina beauty I wanted to be.

Five minutes into dinner one particular guy caught my eye.  His name tag said Joe.  He was about 6’1” and very good looking.  Our eyes met throughout the course of the meal.  Each time I would hold his gaze and it became apparent that we were playing more than just the eye game.

During the meal we met the waiters who were assigned to our table, and Joe was one of them.  The conversation consisted of the usual.  They asked what city my parents were from in the Philippines, and were my brother and I born there, how old were we and could we speak the language.  In return we found out that they all were all Philippines residents and worked on the ship and did not reside in the U.S. at all.  They were pretty much restricted when the boat was docked in San Pedro.

During dessert, Joe placed my strawberries and cream in front of me and whispered, “Meet me at midnight?  Starboard side.” so only I could hear.  I checked my watch.  It was only 7.  The second dinner was at 8:30, so he must not get off until then.

I was daydreaming about my up and coming rendezvous when I was suddenly aware of the entire table staring at me.  The Captain of the ship had been going around introducing himself to all of the passengers, and they were all waiting for me to shake his hand.  I was in mid-bite with my strawberry and hastily pulled it out with my left hand as I shook his hand with my right.

A spot of juice ran down my chin as I said “Nice to meet you….”  My voice trailed off as I looked into the most beautiful light blue eyes.

“Hello Angel, nice to meet you.  My name is Captain Mike Herbst, nice to have you aboard.”  And before I could make another move, he reached out and wiped the juice from my mouth with his finger, and licked it clean!  No one else was paying attention at that point because the after-dinner show had started.  I felt my heart beating faster as I continued to stare into his eyes.  After breaking the stare, he went to the next table and would glance over at me occasionally as he completed his rounds.

I watched him walking around the dining room.  He had to be in his early 40’s.  He was in wonderful shape, had salt and pepper hair and the most handsome face.  And those eyes… I could swear they were undressing me from a distance as he glanced my way throughout the evening.

Friday’s after dinner show was short since the next dinner time was approaching.  They announced after dinner dancing on the Lido Deck, so we all headed over there to have after dinner cocktails.  The drinking age when on the water was 18, so I had no problems.

I was sitting there with my vodka & 7 when the Captain entered the room.  His eyes swept over the dance floor and found mine.  His smile was beautiful.  He then made rounds once again and started dancing with the other female passengers.  There were so many women to please as they kept cutting in to dance with him song after song.  Every now and then he’d meet my eyes and smile at me.

As the evening finally wore on, the Captain announced it to be his last dance for the evening.  By then the 2^nd dinner passengers had come in as well, so the Captain had danced with just about every woman on board.  Except me, that is.

My mother scolded me for being anti-social and practically pushed me on the floor.  There was no need, I was quite ready to have my turn with him.  I slowly walked towards him, letting the slit in my dress swing back and show my long legs.  His eyes drank me in as I moved closer.  He stood there waiting for me, and in one fluid motion I was in his arms and dancing quite close.

He smelled wonderful, like some manly cologne I couldn’t name.  It was so male, and so sexual, I think I quivered from pure lust.

“Are you okay?” he asked gently.

“I’m fine Captain, just a little nervous I guess, “ I answered.

“No need to be nervous Angel, I don’t bite.  Unless you want me to, that is….”  He looked right into my eyes when he said that.  I could feel his hand on the small of my back.  In the darkness of the room, no one saw it move down slowly and rest on the curve of my ass.  His other hand moved from my hand and slowly caressed it’s way down my arm, to the slope of my breast where it rested for a moment, then continued over my waist to rest on my hip.

His touch was so erotic and sensual, I could swear he heard my heart beating.

“Would you like to take a walk?”  He whispered in my ear.

“Yes” I whispered back, barely audible.

He kept his hand on my back as he guided me out off the dance floor.  We stopped by my parents table and told them he was going to show me the bridge.

We strolled out on the deck where there was only moonlight lighting our way around the boat.  It was quiet as we quietly walked, my arm hooked through his.  To be honest I was getting bored.  He was one of the most handsome men I had ever laid eyes on, and I was getting so hot for him that I couldn’t take the waiting much longer.  I only hoped that he wanted me in the same way!

As if to answer my unspoken doubts, he suddenly pulled me into a little door on the deck.  I found myself in a tiny little room about the size of an airplane bathroom.  There were switches on the walls that told me that this was where all the electricity on the ship was controlled.  There was a little table with drawers, and that was all that could fit in there besides the two of us.

The second he closed the door behind us and latched it shut, his lips were on mine.  His tongue pushed into my mouth as we kissed deeply.  He lifted me up onto the table as we kissed.  His hands moved up and down my sides then over my breasts as our mouths worked in a frenzy.  Now that we were finally alone, he slowed down a little and kisses became more passionate and less urgent.

His lips moved down to my neck where he kissed me softly.  Then he moved down lower to kiss the tops of my breasts as he cupped them in both hands.  He moaned softly, or was that me?

“I’ve been wanting you since we met earlier this evening.” He whispered.  “I had to have you.”

Our lips met again as his hand slowly moved up the slit of my skirt.  He found his way between my thighs and felt my wetness through my panties.  Suddenly he stood up, put my arms around his neck and lifted me up so he could lift my dress over my hips.  When he set me down he pulled off my panties, still kissing me.  He kneeled down and immediately buried his face in my pussy.  I could hear him licking and sucking at my juices.  His tongue flicked my clit and I came almost immediately.  He fucked me with his finger and watched me while I climaxed.

I reached for his pants because I needed him inside me so bad, but he stopped me.

“I’m sorry sweetheart, but I have to get back to the bridge.  I’m already late.” He said.  I swear I almost started crying.  Not because I was hurt, but because when I reached for his pants, I felt a cock that women only dream of!

He cleaned himself up, put my panties in his pocket and we walked out together.  He walked me to my cabin like a gentleman.  We even ran into my parents coming back from dancing.  We all went our way, us to our cabins, the Captain to the bridge.

I wanted to freshen up before I saw Joe, who I would be seeing in about half an hour. The Captain had taken my white panties and kept them, so I changed into a pair of black g-strings and a matching black bra.  I threw a short black t-shirt dress on and was ready to go.

It was about 5 minutes after midnight when I got to the deck, and no one was there yet.  I leaned on the railing and looked out over the ocean.  I have to admit, this cruise was a great idea.  It sure was nice to get away from all that land and smog.  I heard a noise behind me and before I could turn to see who it was, strong arms encircled my waist and I felt soft kisses on my neck.

Still not sure who it was I tried to turn around, but he wouldn’t let me.  Then I heard Joe’s voice say, “I’ve been waiting for this all night.  I’ve been hard just imagining what I wanted to do to you.”

I leaned back and enjoyed his explorations and felt his hand sliding down to my thigh.  He moved his hand up my skirt and ran his fingers over my wet slit through the flimsy string of cloth.  He was still kissing my neck.  What started out as soft kisses grew harder the more urgent he felt.

I could feel him through his pants pressing against my leg.  I don’t know what it is about the sea air, but I was going 2 for 2 with the big cocks, and I couldn’t wait to find out more!  I rubbed my ass against the hardness in his pants and he moaned into my ear as he pushed back.

As though he couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled my dress over my head and dropped it on the deck.  He undid my bra and played with my breasts with one hand and undid his pants with the other.  I turned and looked back and out of the corner of my eye saw a good 7 inches of rock hard shaft pointing up at me.

Still behind me he lifted me up so that my feet were a few rungs up on the railing.  Holding me tight so I wouldn’t fall overboard, he entered my wet pussy from behind in one thrust.  Slowly he fucked me while I looked down at the water.  Since he was using his arms to hold me, he kissed me everywhere he could reach.

He didn’t last for very long, because his thrusts grew faster and I moved to meet him as we both began to cum at the same time.  I felt him explode inside me as warm spurts of semen coated my insides.  He pulled out and helped me down 

We sat down on a nearby lounge chair and rested for a moment before getting dressed.

I don’t think we got around the deck once before he pulled me into some dark cubbyhole and fucked me again  This time my back was up against the wall, but again he held me up in his arms.  His kisses were hungry and wet.  He loved my tits and kissed and sucked on them for almost an hour while his hands would play with my pussy.

One deck lower is where I finally had his cock in my mouth.  We curled up in a 69 on one of the lounge chairs at around 2am.  We were so tired that by the time we were done we practically had to crawl back to my cabin.  He kissed me softly and sweetly at my door and made his way back to his own room.

I lay in the dark replaying my sexual adventures with the Captain first and later on being with Joe.  I felt so desirable and sexy that I couldn’t wait to see what the next day held for me.  I fell asleep with a big smile on my face.

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