Jennifer awoke abruptly, shocked. "Oh my gosh," she whispered. She dreamt she became a slut on her upcoming cruise vacation. She slept with a random guy, and then, only an hour later, with another. She had even put his penis in her mouth, and then she was with two men at the same time, and then, and then...

Jennifer burst into tears, ashamed and embarrassed. She had herself a good cry. What a horrible dream.

She brewed a pot of tea to calm her frayed nerves. It was just a disturbing dream, a nightmare. I'm nothing like that; I could never be. I've been called a prude more than once.

...

Jennifer checked her luggage and joined the line to board the ship.

Hope we see whales and dolphins. The dream had been mostly forgotten and put behind her.

After finding her room, she immediately went to unpack. These aren't my clothes. Did they mix up the bags? Oh my gosh, these clothes. What type of woman would wear such provocative and revealing things? She appears to be my size as well.

She took a step away from the bags, remembering the dream. It wasn't a dream. It was a vision, a warning from God Almighty. She needed air. Jennifer went to the deck and stared at the horizon, watching the land slowly disappear below it. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply in the sea air.

"Miss, are you ok?" a man's voice asked her.

She opened her eyes. A handsome man was looking at her with concern.

"I'm just trying to get my sea legs. Perhaps if I change into something more comfortable. I've just got some new sexy stockings. Would you mind helping me put them on? I'd be very grateful." She winked and smiled at him.

Five minutes later she was getting fucked. After which, she introduced herself. "Hi, my name's Jenny," she said as she allowed him to help her get dressed. They squeezed her into a curve-hugging mini dress. Red in color, with lace-topped black stockings. The dress was just short enough to give a teasing glimpse of the stocking tops. "Thank you for the fuck; perhaps that is what I needed." She said as she stuffed a pair of panties in his pocket. "Sorry to fuck and run, I've something else I need to do. Feel free to rest and jerk off in my bed if you want."

Twenty minutes later a cock was in her mouth, giving her a first taste of it and of the load it fired into her. "How long until you can get hard again? I want to get fucked," she shamelessly blurted.

It was not long before a fresh load of cum was in her pussy. She was so turned on by having had dick and cum in both her mouth and pussy, she needed more. She ran out of the cabin in search of more dick.

In the lounge, Jenny found two guys. Laughing and drinking beer in a booth. She asked the bartender for a glass filled with ice and water and garnished with cherries. She walked up to the booth and sat down. Took a cherry out and licked it seductively. She put it in her mouth and, without having said a word, looked at them lustfully as she swallowed the cherry whole. She took a sip of water and an ice cube into her mouth. She sucked it for a moment, then crunched it. The two men also said nothing, just watched her, smiling.

"I need two men. Two hard cocks. Inside me. Cumming in unison." It was not a question. It was an offer to them to be those men. They were in or out. They looked at each other, at her, then again at each other. One of them was about to say something when she got up and started to leave in search of another duo. They both jumped up and chased after her.

"Spit roast, gorgeous. That's what they call this," said Dave. Dave had his cock in her mouth as Tom fucked her. They gave her what she asked for. And it felt amazing.

I can't believe I just did that. I never dreamed...oh wait, I did dream it. She laughed, smiled, and said, "Damn, that was good. You guys aren't cock-shy about having your penises touch, are you? I'd love to try to make you two cum at least one more time."

She sucked them both. She easily could get both of them in her mouth simultaneously as they were still soft, but they soon were rock hard. She enjoyed sword fighting them, getting very horny seeing the two cocks touching and rubbing together as she played with them. "Yes, I like that, mmm." She had to wipe her cum-soaked pussy and did so with her removed dress. Smearing cum all over it. Already fantasizing about walking back to her room in the heavily cum-stained dress.

"Fuck me," she said. "My pussy is so sloppy; I hope it'll take you both."

Dave started with his six-inch cock, then Tom worked his smaller, almost five-inch one in too. I hurt a lot, but her lust conquered the pain. She orgasmed within seconds of taking the second cock's full length. This made Tom cum too, his switching cock setting off Dave, who became the fourth guy to empty a load into her hole in just a few hours.

Returning to her cabin, she didn't consider it a walk of shame but a slut strut. She was too drunk with lust to feel any shame. She thought the cum on the dress a badge of honor, second only to that which was running down her legs.

She found the handsome man asleep in her bed. He had masturbated. Two pairs of cum-wadded panties sat as evidence. She started sucking him off, waking him with what Jenny decided must be known as the 'slutty alarm clock.' It was easy to finish him off.

"I've got to get some sleep. You've got to go." Fuck, he's handsome. Fuck me again. I've got to get some sleep.

Jenny slept great. Awoke, showered, and then got dressed for day two. She put on a lacy white halter top, white pantyhose, and a pleated micro-skirt. She put on a slutty face with makeup. Bending over in front of the mirror was very revealing. Perfect.

Jenny sat at a table, joining a middle-aged couple for breakfast. They are swingers. It's like I can smell it on them or something. After a short conversation, she was invited back to their room.

"We just bought a new camera; you've got to see it. Would love to take a few shots of you in that adorable getup."

The first photo was of Jenny, flirtatiously posing. She danced about and bent over as the camera clicked. Then Anne joined Jenny. Posing, holding hands, hugging, and looking lovingly into each other's eyes.

"The two of you look so beautiful together; how about a kiss?" Gerard suggested.

The girls laughed, acting like they'd never even thought of it. It was a game they were all playing. They kissed quickly, then again and again. Each kiss lingered longer, deeper, and more intensely. Tongues exchanged, clothes came off, and the camera click-clicked.

Soon they were scissoring, grinding each other, and loving it. Gerard was allowed to masturbate onto Anne. Jenny licked the cum off of her breasts, which Gerard photographed. "The showers in these rooms are too small; otherwise, we could get cleaned off together," Gerard said. He gave Jenny a note, explaining where she could find the images he had taken online. "It'd be great, once I post them, if you'd leave some comments."

What's next? Three men? That might be something that has to be planned or prearranged. Hmm. She went to one of the cocktail bars. Sat alone, acting bored. It took little time for a gentleman to take it upon himself to try to entertain her. His jokes were horrible and not at all funny. This is what made her laugh at them. She leaned close to him and whispered, "If you fuck as good as you tell jokes, you're going to make me a thrilled girl."

He wasn't very good at fucking, so she took over. Lustfully giving him the fuck of his life. Then returned to the cocktail bar, hoping for a stud bull to satisfy her next.

Before the ship returned to port, she had sex with dozens of men and several women, too. She and the handsome man hooked up at least once a day, and she refused to let him tell her his name.

...

"How was your trip?" her coworker asked. "Did you get seasick?"

Jennifer said, "I felt like a whole different person. I even wore a bathing suit poolside, with sunglasses and a book, of course." She blushed.

Ugh, Jennifer, you're such a fucking prude.