Cruising had never been high on my priority list, until this spring. What happened changed my thoughts about cruises. It wasn’t the travel or the food or the sightseeing. No, it was the experience, which I am about to relate here.
Dining on cruise ships often means sharing tables with strangers, not something I am particularly fond of doing. However, this dinner would be unforgettable. My wife and the couple we were travelling with were already seated when the sisters arrived. The younger one, Maureen, sat beside me. The older one, Marilyn, beside her.
They were obviously sisters, although Marilyn was noticeably taller. The moment Maureen sat down, my eyes went directly to her breasts. Even her modest but colourful dress could not hide the fact that they were magnificent. The fact that she was short and thin accentuated her tits.
Everyone introduced themselves and we settled into an evening of excellent food, good conversation and enough drinks to get everyone relaxed. At one point, Maureen and I got talking about ship activities and eventually to pickleball. A recent sport surging among older folks, and one the sisters played.
I mentioned that as one who had played a lot of tennis, squash and racquetball, I just couldn’t see the physical benefits of pickleball.
“Well,” said Maureen, “you should join us tomorrow and we’ll show you how physically strenuous it can be.”
Challenge accepted.
The next day we found a fourth player, Tim, who joined Marilyn to challenge Maureen and me.
This, I thought, was going to be difficult. Not because I had never played the sport before—I didn’t see that being a problem—but how do I keep my eye on the ball when Maureen was beside me wearing a sexy, skimpy outfit that probably wouldn’t be allowed in most pickleball clubs.
As the game progressed, I kept seeing those magnificent tits bouncing as she returned shots. At one point we bumped into each other chasing a shot between us. Chest to chest, eye to eye. There was a moment before I apologized.
“No problem,” she said. “Probably won’t be the last time we bump.”
A well-placed, hard-hit shot by me ended the game with Maureen and I the winners. As I turned to offer a hand in congratulations, Maureen wrapped her arms around and gave me one of those, “this moment needs more than a handshake” hugs. I could feel her tits as she pressed them against me and smiled.
‘Now it’s time for a celebratory drink,” she said.
“Ok, to the bar then,” I said.
“No,” said Marilyn. ”Let’s not waste money there. We have plenty of wine and drinks in our room.”
So off we went, and a few drinks later we were relaxed on their couch when Marilyn asked where my wife was. Off on a shore excursion and won’t be back until this evening, I replied.
Maureen suddenly jumped up and announced she needed a shower, and off she went. Several minutes later, she returned wrapped only in a fuzzy towel. She hadn’t sat down before Marilyn said it was her turn and off she went. Returning wrapped also in nothing but a towel.
“Hope you don’t mind,” said Marilyn, “no sense getting dressed when we’ll just have to change later for dinner.”
“I certainly do not mind,” I said. “Two stunningly beautiful women wearing not to nothing and here I sit still smelling of sweat. Guess I better go to my room and shower.”
“Don’t be long,” said Maureen. “We’re not finished celebrating.”
It was the quickest shower I ever had and I returned to their room wearing just shorts and a t-shirt. I had visions of sexual pleasure in my head but never anticipated what I saw when Marilyn opened their door.
She stood there smiling, wearing a black leather cup-less bra, black crotchless panties and a paddle in her hand.
“Come in,” she said, “if you dare and if you want to play.”
Speechless, I walked in and she closed the door. I looked and saw Maureen on her knees in the corner, head bowed, minus the towel and naked.
“Here’s the deal,” said Marilyn. “Each cruise Maureen, who will be Pet No. 1 from now on, and I, Mistress, invite a play toy to join us. Since you came in, I assume you want to be my Pet No. 2.”
“I guess so, although I don’t really know how this game is played,” I replied.
“Lesson one. You address me as Mistress, you obey my orders only and do exactly what I tell you. And you can begin by taking off your shirt and showing me you are worthy of being here. That starts with my nipples.
“Come here and suck my nipples, make them hard, if you can.”
Although her tits weren’t as big as Pet No. 1, they were a small handful and I didn’t need any encouragement as my hands squeezed and caressed her tits before my tongue licked each nipple and I took each tit in turn into my mouth and sucked it, hard.
I gently chewed each nipple in turn, letting my teeth pull each nipple as far as it would go and holding it there. It didn’t take much to get Mistress’s nipples hard. She was moaning slowly as I continued sucking and playing, so I decided to take a gamble.
I dropped one hand down between her legs and gently rubbed her cunt. She was already damp.
Surprisingly, she didn’t tell me to stop. Instead, she leaned back against the wall and spread her legs slightly, giving my fingers full access to her cunt. I slid one finger in, then two, then three and began to finger-fuck her while still sucking her tits.
“Is that what Mistress really wants?” I asked.
“Oh yes, it is,” she moaned as I began to finger-fuck her faster and harder.
As she began to buck her hips against my fingers, wanting it even harder, I suddenly pulled out my fingers and took my mouth off her tit.
“What are you doing? Don’t stop,” she said.
“Oh, I’m not going to stop, but first we had to establish a new game plan,” I said. “You have always been the dominant one but perhaps it’s time you got a taste of your own medicine. I am now in charge and you will obey me. You are My Pet. If you play the role well, I will return the command to you shortly. Understand?
“Yes, yes,” she replied.
“Yes, what?” I snapped as I slapped her right tit.
“Yes, Master.”
“Good. Now Pet no. 1, get on the bed and spread your legs.”
Maureen obeyed quickly, laying on her back, her legs spread wide.
“Now, My Pet, you will lick Pet No. 1’s pussy, lick her clit, take her to the edge but NOT beyond.”
Instantly, My Pet buried her face in Pet No 1 pussy, licking and sucking eagerly, like she had wanted to all her life. As she ate Pet No. 1 I pulled My Pet’s ass back, spread her legs with my feet and rubbed her wet pussy with one hand while I dropped my pants with the other.
Her pussy was so fucking wet I couldn’t believe it. My cock was semi-hard.
“Stop,” I commanded, and My Pet slowly pulled away from Pet No. 1’s pussy. Both moaned.
“Oh please,” said Pet No. 1. ‘Don’t let her stop.”
“She has other duties. My Pet, turn around and suck my cock until I’m hard, then you can return to Pet No. 1.”
Instantly, her tongue was licking my cock, her hands playing with my balls. When she took my cock into her mouth, I almost moaned, she felt so good. She sucked my cock into her mouth, where her tongue played with my cock. I felt one hand gently squeeze my balls while the other slid to my ass and began rubbing up and down. I grabbed her head, held her tight and face-fucked her for several minutes.
Suddenly I pulled away, turned her around and pushed her against the side of the bed, her ass raised.
“Now resume pleasuring Pet No. 1,” I commanded. In a flash, her tongue was back, slurping the wet cunt before her.
“Spread your legs,” I commanded. She obeyed quickly.
I grabbed her hips and, with no warning, shoved my hard cock fully into her wet cunt.
“AHHH,” she yelled.
I ignored the cry and began fucking her hard and fast. After several moments I heard Pet No. 1 sigh loudly as he grabbed My Pet’s head and pulled it hard against her cunt and began slamming her cunt against My Pet’s face. She was on the verge of cumming.
“Stop!” I yelled and pulled out of My Pet’s cunt.
“Please, please,” they both called out.
“Enough,” I said. “Both of you, on your knees. Suck my cock, lick my balls and ass before you get to enjoy the pleasure of cumming. That fucking, My Pet, was just so you know who is in control.”
My Pet went to my cock with her tongue and mouth in a way I had never experienced before. And when Pet No. 1 crawled around and began licking my ass it was all I could do to not cum. My cock was so incredibly hard. I closed my eyes and felt the pleasure of two tongues, two mouths on my cock, licking my ass. When Pet No. 1 spread my ass cheeks and forced her tongue into my asshole, I moaned with pleasure.
“You like that, Master?’’ she asked.
“Oh God yes,” I said. ‘You have earned the right to cum.”
Speaking of which, I reminded myself, I could not succumb to the pleasure of these two sluts just yet. So, I grabbed both by the hair and pulled them away.
“Pet No. 1, on your back, legs spread. My Pet, you know what to do.”
To my surprise instead of crawling between Pet No. 1’s legs, My Pet spun around, dropped her cunt onto her sister’s mouth and dropped her own tongue into Pet No. 1’s pussy. Not wanting to interrupt their plans, I climbed behind My Pet, spread her legs and slammed my still hard cock deep into her cunt.
Her cunt was so fucking wet as I fucked her hard and she began to push her ass back to meet each of my thrusts. It didn’t take long before I felt myself on the edge of no turning back. One last hard plunge and I unloaded into her cunt.
“Oh fuck,” I called out.
“Oh, fuck yes,” called My Pet, shivering as my cum was unloaded into her and she came in spasm after spasm, her juices flowing into Pet No. 1’s eager mouth.
Moments later, with My Pet still licking her cunt, Pet No. 1 cried out, “I’m cumming. Oh, fuck yes.”
The three of us lay there for a couple minutes, catching our breaths. I ordered both of them to clean my cock and balls, and they eagerly did so, licking every drop of my cum and My Pet’s juices. Then they licked each other clean.
“Now,” I said. “I think My Pet has earned the right to resume control.”
It was almost magical watching Marilyn transform from My Pet to Mistress. She stood up straight and tall, her eyes sparkled and her smile returned as she reached out and grabbed the paddle she had dropped earlier.
“And now,” she said, “you will learn the meaning of submissive, just as Pet No. 1 has learned so well. Both of you, on your knees, leaning against the bed.”
Pet No. 1 and I assumed the positions. Whack! The pain was instant as the paddle smacked my ass cheeks, first the right, whack, then the left, whack. Then Pet No. 1 got the same treatment.
Then it was back to my ass cheeks. Mistress was chuckling as she paddled our asses red. When she finally stopped, I felt her hand gently rub my cheeks.
“Nice,” she said. “Nice and red. Both of you.”
Yeah, nice and painful, I thought.
“Now turn around, Pet No. 2, on your knees. Pet No. 1 stand up.”
As I turned around, she grabbed my hair and roughly pulled my face tight against her cunt, still wet and sticky with my cum and her juices.
“Lick my cunt,” she ordered. “And you better do it right. Pet No. 1, suck my tits the way you know I like it.”
I didn’t need any encouragement. The smell of sex enveloped her cunt as I spread her lips and buried my tongue into her, licking and tasting.
“SMACK!” I felt her hand slap my head. “I didn’t say to fuck my cunt with your tongue. I said LICK my cunt, you sorry excuse for a slave. And lick every inch of me clean.”
So, I did. My tongue licking up the cum and juices all around her swollen pussy lips. When every drop was licked up, I kissed her pussy and said: “There, my Mistress, all clean as you ordered.”
“Well done, my pet. Now you may lick my cunt and don’t forget my clit.”
Before I could get my tongue back into her cunt, she moaned in pleasure as Pet No 1 devoured and worshipped her tits, sucking, squeezing, nibbling. It didn’t long before the combination of having her tits and cunt worshipped by her two slaves that Mistress cried out.
“Yes, yes, that’s it, eat my cunt, suck my tits, you little sluts, make me cum. Oh my god, yes, yes that’s it, chew my nipple, Pet.”
She grabbed my head with both hands and grinded her cunt against my face, pulling my tongue into her cunt as she swayed and pushed. I reached a hand behind her to rub her ass, and when I slid one finger into her hole, she bucked once, screamed, “You dirty fucker!” and with my last hard jolt her body spasmed as she lost control. She came so hard I couldn’t lick up her juices fast enough, and my face was covered in her cunt juices.
Suddenly she pushed me away and shoved Pet No. 1 to the floor and jumped on the bed, lying flat on her back.
“Now, you two little sluts get up here and pleasure every inch of my body.”
It was not what I had expected of a dom. It also wasn’t what Pet 1 expected. She wasn’t going to let the situation escape her. Having seen her sister submit to me, Pet 1 suddenly jumped on the bed, straddled her sister’s head, reached down to spread her own pussy lips and lowered herself to inches from My Pet’s face.
“Now, dear sis, you’ll eat my cunt the way I’ve had to eat yours for all this time. You are my slut, and you fucking better eat my cunt as well as I do yours. Now stick out your tongue.”
“What the.” My Pet began before her words were cut short by a sharp slap to her face.
“Shut up and stick out your tongue, bitch,” snapped Pet 1.
This time My Pet did as told and Pet 1 lowered her cunt and began to grind her wet, sticky pussy against her sister’s face.
I was undecided. What should I do? Pleasure My Pet orally, as she wished, or fuck her again? I decided fucking was better. That way she would get to enjoy the pleasure of my cum in her cunt and her sister’s pussy juices in her mouth.
So I climbed between her legs, grabbed her feet and lifted them onto my shoulders. I took my hard cock and rubbed it against her clit, up and down, up and down, then slowly slid into her cunt.
This time it didn’t take long before I shot another load of warm cum into her cunt. Minutes later, Pet 1 began to shiver. Her moans became loader as My Pet’s tongue carried her to the edge and beyond. With one final scream, Pet 1 unleashed her cum onto My Pet’s face and into her mouth.
Nearly exhausted, the three of us lay on the bed, hugging for several minutes.
“So,” I said, “we have one week left in the cruise. When is the next playtime?”
“Sadly,” said Marilyn, “we are getting off at the next stop tomorrow in San Diego and flying home to Florida.”
“Well then,” said Maureen as she got up, “I suggest we better have a drink to celebrate our new friendship, and then we all hop in the shower and get clean because we still have several hours before your wife’s tour returns.”
