Tommy’s sperm had clearly given Sylvie and her lady friends a taste for young cock. The whole experience of them group-sucking the super-sized American lad had also given them something of a green light to, erm, enjoy the rest of the crew.

At lunch, for instance, as chef laid down the last of the dishes, the three deck crew – Sven, Tommy and José – came to speak to the ladies about the water toys they’d prepared for the afternoon’s entertainment. By this time the deck crew had changed into what we call ‘wets’, clothes that they can wear on deck or in the water, that is a long-sleeved form-fitting nylon top, which shows of a man’s physique amazingly, and white Speedo-style trunks.

I’m not sure if the crew realised, but before I had given them their uniforms, I had cut the front lining out of the Speedos. This meant, instead of three layers to protect their modesty, there was just the fine outer layer of fabric, through which pretty much every detail of their fine young penises and testicles was visible. And as I had taught them that it was rude to speak to guests with their hands in front of them, they all stood facing the ladies with their hands behind their backs and their gorgeous packages – all of which I had by now enjoyed – on full view. Tommy’s barely fit in the Speedos meaning there was a little bit of testicle on display and the side of his shaft at the waistband.

As the ladies sat with their desserts in front of them, the sight of these three beauties in their form-fitting tops and ‘nothing left to the imagination’ Speedos standing for their perusal was clearly more delicious to them than the chocolate mousse Shirley had prepared. Even Shirley stood, mid-way through describing the dessert to the guests, with her mouth open, her eyes eating up the naked-looking young men.

‘So, ladies,’ began Sven, ‘we have a wet and wild afternoon planned for you.’ The ladies whooped. ‘We have jet skis, a trampoline, paddleboards… all of which we can help you with so, please, enjoy your desserts and when you’re ready, we can meet you down on the swim platform and help you get wet.’ He said that last bit with a wink, which certainly wasn’t wasted on this group.

‘Oh, Sven,’ I said, ‘before you go, could I have a word?’

Sven followed me around to one of the promenade desks, which are quite narrow, more like corridors, and stood close enough that the bulge in his Speedos was touching the back of my hand.

‘Yes, Marianne, what can I do for you?’ he said with a cheeky smile that seemed to refer to the time I had eaten his hole and then pegged him.

‘The guests have requested sushi for dinner tonight…’ I started. ‘And I thought it would be a fun idea if we served the sushi on a human body. You know what I mean? Have you seen that before?’

He nodded that he had.

‘And seeing as you’re so smooth, I thought you would be the perfect candidate. But only if you want to…’

‘Sure,’ he answered. ‘Why not? What time do you need me.’

Looking at this beauty with his penis pressed on my hand, I needed him right now but said, ‘If you could come to the kitchen at around 7.30, we can figure it out then.’

‘Absolutely!’ he said, gave me a wink and walked off, readjusting himself in the Speedos.

I followed him down to the swim deck to make sure everything was going well with the toys and found that the jet skis were in the water and Janey, a grey-haired woman, pretty with pink lipstick, was putting on a life-vest, which everyone needs to wear, over her swimsuit. José was helping her with the fastening and I could feel her excitement at being so close to this handsome Spanish lad with his thick thighs, big shoulders and a meaty-looking penis visible down to the veins and pubic hair in the Speedos.

‘Will you come on and ride it for me?’ she asked him coquettishly. ‘I’ve never been on one before…’

‘Oh, they are very easy,’ said José, clearly not picking up on what was going on here. ‘I can teach you.’

 But Janey knew what she was doing. ‘Oh, I’d rather you drove it and I sat on the back,’ she said.

‘Of course,’ said José and I watched as he put on a life vest, straddled the jet ski and got Sven to help Janey get on board behind him with much giggling and squeaking as her friends looked on. As soon as she was behind him, I saw her thighs tighten against his as she felt his muscular shoulders and arms then put her arms around him to hold on as they took off. As they zoomed away, I saw her hands lower from José’s waist to his crotch and a smile appear on his face.

Back on the swim deck, Melissa, a ‘blonde’ with quite a lot of make-up, and a pretty rocking body in a bikini for someone in her late 60s, was trying to decide whether to go on the trampoline, an inflatable that you could bounce on and then into the water if you wanted.

‘I think you should try,’ said Sven, smiling encouragingly at her. ‘It’s very safe. How about if I go on first?’

‘Oh, yes,’ said Melissa. ‘Do that and then I can join you.’

Sven stepped onto the inflated edge then leapt into the middle of the trampoline and started bouncing as Melissa, Sylvie and their friends looked on… and it was quite a sight. This blond beauty with perfect muscles jumping so that his cock and balls flopped in the Speedos, which, with the splashing, were gradually going transparent. I could see the look of hunger on their faces.

‘OK, I’m going to join you,’ said Melissa, stepping gingerly on the edge and then falling onto the trampoline. Sven leant forward, laughing, to pull her up at which she fell into him, brushing her hand against his penis, then ‘accidentally’ reaching round to grab his buttocks as she struggled to stand up. It was all so obviously a way of groping the lad that Sylvie actually laughed out loud, shaking her head at the two other women on the swim deck, who had clearly decided not to play with anything but to just sit and enjoy the view.

I went to check on the interior crew, who were doing drinks for the ladies, sorting out their rooms, generally being great at their jobs and looking amazing into the bargain and then came back out to see Janey and José zooming back on their jet ski, laughing and having a great time. I helped Janey off then watched as José and his fat Spanish penis in the see-through Speedos, by now completely erect, clearly due to the work Janey had been doing on it.

She went straight over to her friends, a look of delight on her face as they congratulated her and teased her on her trip, their eyes all the while on José’s hardened penis, which he was futilely trying to rearrange for modesty’s sake in the Speedos.

Then Melissa came back in from the trampoline with Sven following her, with a very prominent semi in his by now soaking wet Speedos, which, again, the ladies just sat and enjoyed, sipping on champagne no doubt thinking that things don’t get much better than this.

As the sun set, and their never-not-full drinks got drunk, they got a little tired and with their first big dinner started to drift back to their cabins, asking me on their way if I would do them the honour of dining with them. With what I had in mind, there was no way I was going to miss it. Meanwhile Tommy, Sven and José started to pull in all the toys and hose down and cover up the furniture ready for the evening.

I radio-ed for everyone to change into their blacks – the most formal evening outfit, which we wear for dinner – and went back to my cabin to change myself. Shirley was in there taking a break before the onslaught of dinner.

‘Who chose these uniforms?’ she asked me as I went in, a saucy smile on her face.

‘Who do you think?’ I grinned back. ‘You like them?’

‘Oh my god, these guys are already so sexy and to see them like that, in the little Speedos… You can see everything!’

‘That’s the idea,’ I replied over my shoulder as I did up my blouse. ‘I think we should be getting some pretty good tips.’ And I explained to her the scene between Sylvie, the other ladies and Tommy before lunch. Her mouth was open in disbelief.

‘And you saw this?’ I nodded. ‘And you let it happen?’ I nodded again.

‘As far as I’m concerned, we’re all adults and no one has to do anything they don’t want to… And if some very horny young men want to let some equally horny old ladies play with them, then who am I to spoil anyone’s fun?’

She laughed. ‘I had no idea what I was letting myself in for,’ she said. And then I explained to her my concept for her sushi dinner using Sven as a human platter, which she loved.

‘So, he’ll be wearing just the Speedos? Or what did you have in mind?’ she asked as she too started to get ready, washing her hands and putting on her black chef’s top.

‘No, he won’t be wearing anything,’ I said, and looked at her in the mirror just to see the look on her face, which was part amusement, part surprise and, unless I’m mistaken, part excitement.

Coming back up to the Star Lounge, Juan, Tommy and Steve were busy getting the table ready on the aft deck, restocking the bar, plumping cushions. And how handsome they all looked in their blacks. I’m not a big fan of black in general as it tends to obscure bulges and bodies, no matter how tight it is, but with the bit of sun they’d caught on their first day and with their hair all done nicely, they looked beautiful: clean, sweet and adorable.

At around 7.30, the ladies started to drift up so I pulled across the curtain to the aft deck and asked Tommy and his team to keep Sylvie and her friends happy with cocktails or champagne in the Star Lounge until the table was ready for them on deck, while I went downstairs to organise the sushi platter.

Sven was already there, chatting to Shirley, looking so delicious in his blacks, his hair slicked back. ‘Well, if the sushi is ready…’ I said.

‘It’s all here,’ said Shirley, indicating some plates of amazing-looking food.

‘Sven if you could bring some, and Shirley and I will bring the rest… Head up to the aft deck, but don’t go through the Sky Lounge, go round…’

I could tell Sven was nervous about what was about to happen and that, if anything, made it a little sexier for me. Shirley was also clearly excited about her sushi display but when we got to the table, I was all business. I had got the boys to lay it up with a big space in the middle and a gap at one end so that Sven could climb onto the table without us having to rearrange it.

‘So, do you want to undress for us then, Sven?’ I said, when we’d all put our trays of sushi down. I snuck a glimpse at Shirley, who couldn’t believe her luck that she was about to see this beautiful young man strip in front of her while Sven lost no time in unbuttoning his shirt, clearly very conscious of these two older women watching him, so much so that when it got to unbuttoning his trousers, he pretended to be having trouble and asked Shirley if she could help him. She didn’t need to be asked twice and almost immediately had her fingers inside Sven’s waistband while he smiled over her head at me.

When she got the top button undone, she carefully undid the zip and peeled back the front flaps of his trousers to reveal that he wasn’t wearing underwear. ‘Oh,’ she said, surprised, looking back at me to check that I was seeing this. ‘And you’re so smooth…’ She ran her fat little hands over his belly and down to the base of his penis so it was no surprise that when his trousers finally came off, he was already more than semi-erect.

‘Climb up on the table, Sven,’ I told him as I took in the sight of him in front of me. ‘And lie down flat on your back with your feet to that end of the table.’ He did as he was told, giving me and Shirley a great little flash of his pretty pink hole as he clambered up. Shirley gave me a little look, her tongue on her lip. ‘If only she knew how delicious that hole was…’ I thought, thinking back on that day in the hotel room when I devoured his anus, that lovely metallic taste of the skin inside him.

Once he was on his back, the light perfectly picking up the delicate smoothness of his young skin, we started to place the cold sushi on his body. Shirley started at the top, spreading the sushi out over his chest and stomach while I worked up his legs, putting a single line up his shins and then double rows up his thighs. We met in the middle, Sven’s penis now entirely hard and leaking a bit of precum.

‘Should we put some here as well?’ asked Shirley, staring at the penis that was so hard it was standing away from Sven’s body.

‘If it will balance,’ I laughed as I placed a piece on his scrotum. It slid a bit, so I rearranged it. She meanwhile put pieces all around the base of his penis and then two pieces on the shaft itself, pressing them down so they stuck.

Then, picking up one of the spare pieces, she said, ‘I hope no one minds…’ and dabbed it on the head of Sven’s penis to collect a little of the precum before popping it in her mouth. I didn’t realise Shirley was going to be quite as up for these adventures as this, so it was a nice surprise for me.

After taking a couple of pictures of what was an incredible sight, and making sure that Sven was OK, I went to the sliding doors through to the Sky Lounge and opened them, emerging through the drawn-over curtains to quite a little party. The ladies all had glasses of champagne and were flirting outrageously with Steve – especially Steve, who looked ridiculously handsome in his blacks – Kevin and Juan.

‘Ladies,’ I said, calling them to silence, ‘we have prepared a very special dinner for you all, if you would like to follow me through to the aft deck…’ And I pulled back the curtains but with the reflections on the glass they were still unaware of what was waiting for them beyond the sliding doors.

I went first and slid the doors wide open, a little theatrically, then turned to beckon them through, waiting to see the look on their faces when they caught sight of Sven, naked on the table, covered in their dinner. They literally screamed. And ‘Oh my god’-ed and put their hands over their mouths and looked at each other… But most of all, they drank in the sight of this beautiful, totally smooth naked man with his erect penis lying on the table. I could see Sven blush and, with his eyes closed, supress a smile. I also saw his penis twitch.

‘Please, ladies, take your seats,’ I said as Kevin and the interiors team came out with bottles of wine to pour. They hadn’t been let in on the secret of the naked Sven buffet and they clearly didn’t know whether to laugh or be embarrassed. They mostly just smiled, shook their heads and went about their business, the full attention of the women fixed on the sight in front of them.

The ladies were beyond excited as they sat, drinking their wine – and drinking in the sight of the naked Sven – waiting to be given the go-ahead to start taking the sushi from him.

‘Bon Appetit!’ I said, as an invitation to start, at which they all took their chopsticks and selected a piece of sushi, which they dipped in little dishes of soy sauce before popping them in their mouths. Then Sylvie leaned forward and took a piece directly from Sven’s chest with her mouth. ‘Mmm, much tastier like that,’ she said, laughing.

It gave the signal for the rest of the ladies to start eating their dinner directly from Sven’s skin. I was seated at the feet end and, with Sven’s legs slightly apart, I could see his anus clenching making his penis rise and fall from his stomach, the sushi balancing precariously with the movement.

‘I think I better have one of these,’ said Janey, lowering her mouth onto one of the pieces on Sven’s penis, kissing the shaft as she collected her food.

‘Oh, you left a bit,’ said Melissa, smiling and leaning forward to place her tongue on Sven’s penis, even though there was no trace of left-behind sushi. Then one of the other ladies, took a piece of sushi with her chopsticks and dipped it in the precum that was dripping from the tip of the twitching penis and popped it in her mouth, declaring it to be better than soy sauce.

From here on in, it was a feeding frenzy with all the women leaning forward to put their mouths on Sven’s perfectly smooth body, whether or not there was sushi there to collect. Within minutes Janey was chewing on the young man’s nipples, Melissa had her tongue on his shaved testicles while I decided to lick the soles of his feet, something that made him flinch.

‘He’s particularly keen on a tongue on his anus,’ I mentioned to Amanda, a blonde woman with immense breasts who was sitting next to me, ‘if that’s your thing.’

She laughed. ‘It’s not usually my thing but in this case I might make an exception.’ And with that, she took a slug of her wine and climbing on the table between Sven’s legs and lying flat on her belly, opened his thighs and using her thumbs to prise his buttocks apart started licking around his hole. The other women shrieked as Sven let out a loud groan and opened his legs wider to give Amanda greater access, even as Melissa, who had lost her place on Sven’s testicles, shared his penis with Sylvie, both their tongues squirming over the head.

I got out of the way of Amanda working Sven’s hole and moved towards his head where, catching his eye, I asked him with a look if he was OK. He nodded and gave a cartoon expression of extreme pleasure, as well he might with the mouths of five older women all over him.

‘Please tell me if this is not allowed…’ said Sylvie, giving Sven’s penis over to Melissa and standing up to remove her knickers. She then climbed onto the table, putting a foot on her chair then feeding one knee over Sven’s body to straddle him, reaching behind her to guide his penis towards her. ‘Is this OK?’

Sven nodded vigorously as Sylvie guided his penis towards her vagina, sliding it along the slit a few times, and then into her vagina, sitting back on it and sliding down until the young man’s smooth balls were pressed against her. The other ladies were whooping and drinking and giving each other surprised faces as Sylvie started to ride Sven’s penis, leaning forward so that her breasts were in his face. Melissa’s hand came up underneath to feel Sven’s testicles and the point at which his penis was disappearing into Sylvie, while I was watching with Janey from underneath, seeing the lips of Sylvie’s vagina stick to Sven’s shaft on the outstroke.

Steve, by this time, had disappeared but Kevin was still circulating, filling glasses as if this were just any other dinner party. At one point, he came to fill mine and stood beside me, watching Sven’s penis pumping into Sylvie while Melissa was now trying to get a finger inside his hole. ‘That’s so hot,’ said Kevin and I looked down to see he had an obvious erection, which he was rubbing discreetly. I replaced his hand with my own and he smiled that cheeky smile as he reached across to pour wine into Janey’s glass. As he did so, she noticed that I was caressing the young man’s bulge and joined me with her hand.

After a moment of this, I just said, ‘Shall we…’ and got onto my knees in front of Kevin, who by this time had put the bottle down.

‘It would be a pleasure,’ said Janey, smiling as she joined me in front of Kevin. As she was the guest, I allowed her to undo the young man’s trousers and pull them down until they were around his ankles and we were face to face with a beautiful penis under a thin layer of briefs. We pushed our faces into the bulge, ruining the pristine whiteness of them with our lipstick and foundation. I could feel Kevin’s hand on the back of my head and assumed he had his other one on the back of Janey, pulling our faces into him.

I’d seen Kevin’s penis in the interview and, of course, during his show-off yoga session but I’d never seen it hard so it was a lovely surprise when I eventually pulled his briefs down to see that not only was it thick and dark-coloured but covered in thick veins. Our tongues were on those veins immediately. I bent lower to taste Kevin’s testicles as I felt him flinch at Janey taking the head of his penis into her mouth.

We could hear Sven and Sylvie grunting, the slap of his hips against her buttocks, as Janey took as much of Kevin’s penis down her throat as she could and I reached up under him to caress the hardened perineum and run a saliva-covered finger against his hole. Then, deciding that now I had initiated things, I should probably leave Janey to it, seeing as she was the guest, I stood to see that the situation on the table had changed.

Sylvie was still astride Sven, still riding his penis for all it was worth, but Melissa had also taken off her knickers and climbed onto the table – thank goodness this was a sturdy built-in table, I thought – and was astride Sven’s face, his tongue probing the completely shaved folds of her vagina as she gasped, her head back, her hands on her own breasts, occasionally exchanging a look with Sylvie facing her on top of Sven. At one point, they even leaned towards each other and kissed for a moment, from the sheer erotic charge of what they were feeling from Sven’s tongue and penis.

Looking beyond them, Kevin was now completely throat-fucking Janey, both hands now holding her head as he pushed his penis in and out of her mouth. She was crouched, her legs wide, one hand between them, teasing her clitoris as she held on to Kevin’s thigh with the other and took as much of that young cock as she could, her hair stuck to her face, her make-up streaming down her cheeks.

Back on the table, as Sylvie and Melissa rode Sven, the other two women, still drinking their wine, used their free hands to caress what little of Sven’s body was still available to them. His nipples, his balls, his legs, his feet. One of them had positioned herself behind Sylvie and was working her finger into Sven’s hole even as his penis was banging into Sylvie, the sensation clearly bringing him even closer… Then I heard Sven, muffled by Melissa’s thighs, say with urgency… ‘Ma’am, I’m about to…’

‘Cum inside me,’ said Sylvie, almost severely. ‘Shoot that spunk right into me.’ Sven tensed, his hands on Sylvie’s thighs, his tongue reaching deep into Melissa’s vagina, as his perineum hardened even more and, with a finger still inside him, I watched his sperm pumping into Sylvie’s greedy hole as she screamed, pinched her own nipples and enjoyed the orgasm that was clearly ripping through her body. Then Melissa joined her, experiencing her own climax on Sven’s hardened tongue.

And just as the excitement on the table subsided, I heard Kevin say, Ma’am, ma’am…’ at which Janey pulled his penis from her mouth and watched as it shot ropes of hot creamy sperm on her face and breasts before taking Kevin’s penis back in her mouth to enjoy the last spurts until Kevin was still apart from his penis still twitching its last offerings into the guest.

There was a lot of laughter as things subsided, as Sylvie and Melissa climbed down from the table, found their underwear and climbed back into it, Sven’s sperm leaking down Sylvie’s thigh with her scooping it up on her finger to feed herself. I could hear them as they went back into the Sky Lounge for drinks, telling Steve that they were really thirsty and asking what he had for them.

Sven lay still, his penis deflating, as if waiting for instructions, while Kevin pulled up his briefs and trousers and laughed as he helped clean his sperm from Janey’s face and then pour her another glass of wine.

Just at that moment, the sliding doors slid open and Shirley stood there, trying to take in the scene, wondering what she’d missed, seeing Sven depleted on the table, the sushi all gone. She smiled knowingly at me and just said, ‘There’s dessert if anyone has any room…’