It was the fourth day into our at least once-a-year family cruise. We had spent the day in Puerto Vallarta and were sailing back North towards Mazatlan, which we would explore tomorrow.
We got the kids showered to wash off the sand they had tracked back from the beach. Then we managed to get them ready for dinner, shuttling back and forth between our adjoining cabins. Our daughters had one with a Queen and a bunk bed setup, while Katie, Reagan, had been staying cozy but comfortable in the other.
We were headed to dinner in the main dining room a bit early, hoping to catch a show in the showroom afterwards. We enjoyed our meal and our banter with the wait staff. We realized we still had plenty of time until the show so we got a few desserts to sample.
We then headed to the showroom at the front of the ship. The doors for the show were not yet open, so I held a place in the small line that was forming while the girls went and explored some of the onboard shops.
I was about fifth or sixth in line, standing behind two noisy sisters. The older girl was in her late teens, her tomboy sister maybe three or four years younger. They were talking loudly about nonsensical stuff to me, seemingly trying to be cool or get attention. I attempted to drown them out as I waited, glancing at the ship’s app to see if there were any other activities I would want to take part in tonight.
“Why is your card gold?” I was yanked out of my browsing as I realized the question was directed at me. The older girl was gesturing to Katie’s card that I had on a lanyard around my neck.
“The colors change depend on how many days of ctuising you have been on. Like yours is blue. That indicates it is your first cruise.” I answered matter of factly, before looking back at my phone.
I avoided any more questions as the doors to the showroom opened. I spied my family making my way up to me just in time.
Katie asked if there was anywhere in particular I wanted to sit, to which I directed her away from the sisters figuring that the little attention seekers would be the kind to talk during the performance.
The performance lasted about an hour and afterwards we decided to head back to our rooms as our youngest was getting a bit tired and cranky.
Soon the kids had switched into their pajamas. The three older ones lay huddled on the bigger bed to watch a movie they had saved on their iPad. I got the littlest cuddled into the lower bunk and in no time she drifted off to sleep.
Returning to the other room, Katie and Reagan were planning out the next days activities.
“Is everyone asleep?” Reagan asked.
She was disappointed to hear that the older girls were still wide awake. While we loved cruising, having the privacy to have our normal levels of intimacy was difficult.
While they returned to their planning, I decided I would go burn some calories on the walking track. I typically get up early when we are cruising, go get some coffee and enjoy the quiet of the morning, and then walk for about a mile. An early docking had meant I had missed that walk this morning.
Making my way up to the sports deck, I set out on my stroll. The sky was darkening into night as I made my way around the aft of the ship.
As I neared the completion of my first lap, I had to dodge a bouncing Foosball. I realized it was the two sisters from earlier that were playing on the outdoor table.
I continued several more laps, and realized that the older girl made eye contact and smiled each time I passed. She was probably 5’4″, with dark hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her tank top showed off a little cleavage. On the latest pass she said something to her younger sister who turned and looked right at me. Her sister was short, had curly dark hair, but wore a baggy sports jersey and athletic shorts that really gave her a tomboyish look.
After I passed I heard a growing crescendo of their giggling.
I made a few more laps, and having eclipsed a mile was contemplating a few more when another Foosball came bouncing in my direction. I bent down and scooped it up.
“Thanks! Do you want to join us?” the older girl asked as I handed her the ball. “Please??? My sister keeps beating me. I need a teammate.”
“So not fair, two against one?” her sister protested.
“Scared you are going to lose?” the older sister retorted. She turned to me, “I’m Miranda, by the way. And the little brat I call my sister is Patty.”
She directed me to man her goalie and the game begun. It was quickly evident that Patty was exceptionally good at the game as we desperately fought to keep her from scoring.
We were quickly down by five, as Miranda flailed and spun her players trying to hit the ball. She backed up against me , pressing her round ass directly against my crotch. She shrieked with excitement as she finally scored.
She looked over at me and smiled, “Look at that. You can help me come from behind.”
She quickly queued the ball up. And backing herself against me spun her kickers into another score. She could clearly feel me starting to stiffen in my shorts.
The ball dropped and again Miranda backed in my direction as she swung. I moved away, and she looked back confused. The momentary distraction was enough for Patty to score again.
“What happened? It felt like you were enjoying that?” she said quietly.
“Sorry, there are cameras literally everywhere here.”
Turning back to the game she commented. “Ok Patty, I am tired of losing. Can we go back to our room after this is done.”
We finished out the game, only losing by one.
Miranda turned to me, playfully shaking my hand “Good game! We tried!” She then leaned in close, “Room 1407, doesn’t have any cameras. If you want too…”
She then abruptly turned and walked away.
I watched them descend the staircase and disappear from view. Had she just proposed me visiting her room?
I went down to the soft serve machine and got myself a small cone as I contemplated the situation.
I opened the ship’s app and pulled up the messaging app. I messaged Katie “Does my Tuesday day of play apply at sea?”
“Yes! Oh my gosh, I forgot it is Tuesday today. Just remember that we have to be up early in the morning.” she replied.
“It may be nothing, or it might be a couple of hours.”
She reassured me it was okay.
I finished my ice cream and waited for a few minutes before I headed to the elevator. I pressed the screen to call an elevator for the first floor.
I made my way down the long hallway, finally arriving at the door for 1407. Looking to be sure I was alone, I gently tapped on the door.
I heard movement inside and Miranda opened the door. She smiled, glancing both ways down the hall she motioned me inside closing the door. “Don’t worry, our parents are up on the third floor. They won’t bother us. What about your wife is she going to be looking for you?”
“… a long story, but she knows I am here.” I replied.
The room was a bit odd. Most of the rooms on the ship were laid out so they were narrow and deep. This one was one of the few rooms on the ship where the opposite was true. The bathroom was to the left, and two twin beds were on the right.
Patty was seated on the one bed. “Are you like stalking us?” she asked suspiciously. “How did you know where our room was?”
“I told him. You can not say anything to mom and dad about any of this.” Miranda exclaimed, as she backed up against me.
“Why would I say anything?” Patty asked a bit naively.
Grinding her soft ass against me, Miranda continued. “You just need to keep your mouth shut and not slip up. Promise me you are not going to ruin this for me!”
Patty reluctantly seemed to agree as I felt my cock reacting to Miranda’s ass rubbing against me.
Miranda leaned back. “That feels really good. I know you are married and I shouldn’t tease you like this. But it excites me.”
I put my hands on her waist, sliding along the soft cool skin of her stomach. She shivered from the unexpected feeling of my hands on her bare skin.
She turned to face me, glancing down at my crotch. “Ohhh” she gasped as she saw the effect she was having on me. She looked back up at me. “Can I kiss you?” she asked innocently.
I realized that she was just exploring and she had no idea what I planned to do with her.
I nodded and bent to kiss her. Her lips were wet and soft. I gently parted her lips with my tongue. My hands slipped back under her shirt, sliding over her back.
She pulled back and looked at me nervously. “I like how you are making me feel, but we should be careful. I don’t want you to actually cheat on your wife. Besides, we have an audience she said, shifting her eyes to her sister.”
“Don’t worry. My wife knows what will happen here, it is okay. But, you are right about Patty, but as long as she will keep her mouth shut, I don’t mind her watching.”
“Oh my God, are you serious? She isn’t old enough to see that stuff. You know she is just a teenager? I mean, even I am only 19!”
I pulled her tight to me. I could feel the heat of her vagina radiating through the fabric of her shorts. She could no doubt feel my throbbing cock mashed against her. My right hand slid up under her shirt and cupped the one of her bare breasts. It was soft and pliable in my hand. It was maybe a C cup, and centered with a rubbery stiff nipple.
A moan escaped Miranda’s lips as she felt my touch. I squeezed her tit firmly as I teased the nipple with my thumb. I felt her hips jerk against me.
She looked up at me and then pushed back. She dropped to her knees in front of me. She grasped my belt as she turned to her sister. “Patty, can you leave for a bit? Like we need some privacy.”
Patty shook her her, “No, I am already for bed. I don’t wanna go out.”
Miranda glared at her. “Well, if you say a word about what you see tonight, I will literally kill you. I am getting fucked tonight and you better not tattle on me.”
“You are disgusting. He is older than mom and dad.” Patty retorted.
“Whatever, you say a word and I will tell them how you like girls. You know what they think of gay people.”
She looked back up at me. “They are quite conservative and hate that I am not. But, they would flip out if they knew Patty wasn’t into boys at all”.
Miranda pulled down my shorts and boxers while carefully freeing my hardened cock. Precum oozed from the tip.
A collective gasp went up from both Miranda and Patty as it hung free.
I quickly peeled off my shirt and also kicked my shorts aside so that I was completely naked for their viewing.
“Mmmm, looks like you are ready to pound me. But I want to get your dick wet first.”. She tossed her hair back and brought her mouth to me.
Indeed, her lips were wet and warm as they slid along the length of my shaft. She sucked agressively and noisily, pausing to stroke her saliva up and down the full length. She then took my cock back in her mouth and I felt the tip hitting the back of her throat as she grabbed my hips and bobbed her head back and forth.
Patty at first had tried to seem unphased, but now she stared with her mouth agape as her sister demonstrated her oral prowess.
Miranda gently cupped my balls in her hand as she withdrew my cock from her mouth once again. She unsteadily got to her knees, wiping the back of her hand against her wet mouth.
She turned around and seductively dropped her shorts before she backed up against me. Just like when we had been playing Foosball earlier, she rubbed her ass against me. Only this time there wasn’t our clothes in the way. Instead my slippery cock slid back and forth against the softness of her round teen ass.
She gyrated slowly as she moaned softly to herself. I leaned in to kiss her neck. She turned her head slightly and let out a sigh. I saw her eyes were closed and she had a smile on her face.
I reached down and took a hold of my dick. I slid my hands across the wetness she had left on it.
Seemingly understanding what was about to happen, she turned to the bed next to her. She leaned forward with ass pointed in my direction. I caught my first glimpse of her pussy and appeared to be shaven. However at her current angle it was Patty who had the best view. I could see Patty’s eyes were glued to her sister’s body.
I stepped forward and positioned my hungry cock at the entrance to Miranda’s pussy. She shook her head and moved fotward even more which gave me perfect access to her teen slit.
She gave a little yelp as she seemed surprised that I was entering her already. I realized that maybe she had been hoping for me to go down and eat her out first. However, I was way too horny for that. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.
Her pussy gripped my shaft with a wetness that was even warmer than her mouth. I slowly pushed deeper as she groaned in appreciation.
I leaned in and grabbed her tits from behind, massaging them in my hands.
“Patty stop staring, it is just weird!” Miranda admonished her sister.