Joan's beautiful body was like a raging furnace, and just as it was engulfed by her orgasm, she drew her knees back almost to her shoulders, lewdly tilting her slit up for his plundering use.
"Oh, fuck… I'm coming!" she cried out, feverishly writhing her hot slick cunt around his plunging prick. "Yes! Yes! Fuck my ass off, baby!I'm coming… coming!"
Slamming her hips up from the bed, she lifted him into the air with her wild passion. Clinging to the wildly bucking woman beneath him, Adam continued pounding his hard prick into her, feeling his cock ready to explode.
"Fuck! Fuck!" she cried. "Cream me, baby! I'm coming… coming! Juice it to me!"
Adam's hot load of jism suddenly exploded. The man's muscular body stiffened in ecstasy as the swirling stream of burning cum shot up through the tingling length of his shaft, spurting a flood of scalding jizz into Joan's writhing cunt.
"Yes! Yes!" she screamed, locking her arms and legs more tightly around the lurching man's body. "That's it, honey! Cream me good!"
Adam humped and lurched over her climaxing body until he'd completely emptied his load into her pussy. Finally, when the last drop had been ejaculated, Adam slowly collapsed over her, his limp prick still soaking in the warmth of her glowing cunt.
Smiling to herself, Joan was thinking about all the fun she was going to have searching for her daughter's suitable mate.
CHAPTER THREE
While Joan was wildly humping in Adam's cabin, Sally was up on deck taking an evening stroll. It was a balmy tropical night, and the pretty cruise director felt restless and horny. The captain had balled her earlier in the day, but now she was hot to fuck again.
Approaching the stern as she walked along the deck, she saw a figure leaning over the railing, watching the foamy waves under the light of the moon. Moving closer, she saw it was a youth of perhaps eighteen. He was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, and his big muscular body was richly tanned. Though he was only a boy, Sally sensed virility about him that really turned her on. Staring hungrily at the boy as she approached him, the horny girl was thinking how much she could enjoy his big virile body.
"Hello," she said, joining him at the rail.
"Hi," replied the boy.
"I'm Sally Knox, your cruise director," she introduced herself.
"I know," answered the boy. "I've seen you several times on the ship. I'm Bob Anderson."
"Traveling alone?"
"No," he answered. "I'm with my parents. This trip is my high-school graduation present."
"How nice. Where are you from, Bob?"
"Phoenix, Arizona."
"It's lovely out there," she said smiling. "Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Very much," answered Bob.
"I'm glad. As the cruise director, it's my job to see that all the passengers have a good time."
"I sure [missing text]."
"Have you met any pretty girls?"
"Not yet." He blushed. "I'm sorta bashful around them."
"Oh, Bob," she teased, grasping his arm. "A beautiful big hunk of man like you shouldn't be shy."
"I can't help it," he stammered.
"Do you have a girlfriend back home?"
"Yeah," he admitted. "We're gonna get married some day."
"That's nice. Do you feel at ease around her?"
"I guess so."
"Do you mess around with each other?"
"Sure." He grinned, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to the other.
"Do you screw her?"
"When she'll let me," he answered, his face turning a bright red.
"I'll bet you'd like to be balling her right now," she whispered, resting her face against his arm.
"I sure would," he admitted. "How did you know?"
"Because all guys love to screw," said Sally. "And I'm sure you're no exception."
"I guess you're right," he sighed. "I'd sure like to be with her right now."
"How about me?" whispered the pretty redhead.
"What do you mean?"
"Well," she answered in a soft voice, reaching down and lightly rubbing the bulge that was rapidly swelling in the front of his shorts. "It's the cruise director's job to see that the passengers have a good time."
Too stunned to speak, the youth just stared at her as Sally deftly lowered his zipper.
"I'm just checking out your plumbing," she whispered, thrusting her hand through his open fly.
Bob couldn't believe what was, happening, and heal most went off in his pants when he felt her soft fingers closing around his swelling prick. Other than his girlfriend back home, no other woman had ever touched him down there.
Having trouble working his suddenly bone-hard cock out of the fly opening, Sally quickly unbuttoned his shorts and let them drop down around his ankles. Seeing how deliciously big and hard his prick was when she finally had it free, the girl quickly knelt in front of him.
Reaching out, she began slowly stroking his shaft, and then she pulled his cock against her lips and wiped her hot wet tongue over the swollen head.
Leaning back against the rail, Bob stared down at the beautiful redhead who was sensuously licking his hard knob. The inexperienced youth was trembling like a leaf as he stood there with his back against the rail. He'd heard and dreamed about blow-jobs all his life, but these were the first lips that had ever touched his prick.
"Do you like this?" she whispered up to him.
"God, yes," panted the youth. "It feels fantastic."
Pulling his throbbing prick to her warm moist lips again, she could feel his entire body shivering with pleasure. As she continued licking the sensitive head of his cock, she reached up between his legs with one hand and began caressing his big furry balls.
"God, that's a nice big cock," she whispered, momentarily pulling her lips away from his prick.
Her soft warm fingers deliciously encircled his thick, throbbing shaft as she passionately stroked it. She could feel his huge boner throbbing madly against hex palms as her talented fingers worked the tightly stretched skin up and down over his swollen meat.
His excitement was suddenly increased a hundred fold when her hot sucking lips closed around his big sensitive knob. They were both so carried away with their lust that neither of them saw Lucy Barry strolling along the deck. Alone in her cabin, the little girl had decided to go out on deck for some fresh air, and she was almost on top of Sally and Bob before she suddenly saw them. Completely shocked by the sight of Bob's big prick in the cruise director's mouth, Lucy ducked behind a lifeboat so she wouldn't be seen.
Lucy had never actually seen a man's cock before, and the little blonde just stared at Bob's hard boner in total fascination. Naturally, she'd seen little boy's peckers, but she hadn't dreamed they grew to his huge size. Watching Sally sucking on the thick cock that was standing straight up from between the man's legs, she suddenly wondered how a woman could be fucked by anything that big.
"Mmmmmmm, baby," she heard Sally whisper as she momentarily pulled her lips away from his swollen boner. "Does your girlfriend back home give you a treat like this?"
"Hell, no," the youth admitted.
"Do you ever fuck her, dog-fashion?"
"Nope."
"Then you're gonna have a real party tonight," she said, stepping up next to the railing. Resting her forearms on the rail, she leaned over and flipped her skirt up above her hips. Not wearing any panties beneath her skin, Sally's cute bare ass was instantly exposed to him.
"Okay, honey." She beamed back over her shoulders. "Now just stuff that beauty into my hot little cunt."
Watching from behind the lifeboat, Lucy couldn't believe she was actually going to see two people fuck. She also couldn't believe that the boy would ever be able to get that big cock in her little pussy.
"Hurry, honey," Sally urgently whispered. "I need a nice hot fuck."
Trembling with excitement, Bob grasped his hard, spit-soaked prick in one hand and stepped up behind the bent-over girl. Resting his other hand on her hip, he guided the throbbing tip of his boner beneath her asscheeks and up between her hot, slick pussylips, feeling the moist heat of her steaming cunt spreading across his sensitive cockhead.