We met at the bus station just before noon on a Saturday with everything we needed for the cruise. We rode the bus to the port down in Miami making a few other stops along the way. By the time we reached the dock it was late in the afternoon. We checked the bags and then checked onto the ship. They checked our tickets, IDs and passports before we were cleared to board.
"Last time we will have to use those," I said.
"What," she asked?
"Those passports, when we get back we will have our new ones," I replied.
"We are actually doing it aren't we," she asked?
"That's the plan," I said. "As long as everything falls into place we will be out of here."
The ship's crew grabbed our attention and started to explain a few things as we walked towards the ramp that would lead us onto the ship. There was a lot that needed to fall into place I thought. We needed some place to get away too. To do that we needed money and some luck. Asshole was slated to be out of town on business when we returned so we had only a few days to get everything ready and leave. It weighed heavy on my mind but I wasn't going to let it ruin our trip. Everything would work itself somehow.
"Ok, tenth floor, here we are," the hostess said as the door opened on the elevator.
"And there's your room," she said as we departed from there.
"Enjoy your stay," she offered.
I opened the door to the little suite and we walked in. It was a nice room and about as high up as we could get on the ship too. It had a little living room, an offset bedroom, a private balcony, and a nice bathroom. It was large as far as rooms on a ship were concerned. They had bigger but with just the two of us it wasn't necessary.
"Very nice," she sighed.
It was nicer than what I had expected. I agreed with her. We both looked around before going to the balcony for a look. The ship hadn't left the dock yet so we were a long ways up overlooking the area below. Things were a buzz as it was getting ready to leave. I wrapped my arms around her as I stood behind her. It had been almost a week since I had held her last. I missed her warmth. My cock remembered who she was and started swelling immediately.
I let my hands wander as she leaned into me. I traced her collarbone with my fingertips and tickled her neck until she tilted her head back. We started kissing as my other hand sought the hem of her short sun dress. My cock pressed hard against her as my fingers crept up her leg towards her center. It jumped when I felt nothing stopping me from entering her wetness.
"I've been waiting," she sighed.
My fingers slipped quickly inside her slippery folds as she parted her legs just a little. I twisted them around and worked my thumb over her clit.
She gasped into my mouth as we kissed still. I pressed in and out of her sticky wetness as she rolled her hips with me. Her hands clawed at my waist band of my shorts in desperation of release. I helped her quickly with my free hand. They finally dropped to the ground and I escaped one leg hole.
I continued to slip inside her tunnel as her fingers curled around my engorged shaft. She tugged on it softly and brought some relief but I wanted more. I departed quickly and kicked a chair over in front of her. She didn't need any coaching, she pressed her knees into the chair and pointed her ass straight back at me. Her arms and chin rested on the railing that looked out over the port. She liked the semipublic fucking and I had no problem being the one doing it to her.
I flipped her dress over her back all the way up to her shoulders. I pressed the head of my cock against her soaked cunt and watched it first press her lips in, then they parted quickly and allowed me to slip into her depths.
"Fuck," she cried. "I've missed that cock."
Her wet pussy clenched my cock as I gave her ass a little smack before pulling back. I watched her lips glide easily up my shaft until just the head was resting inside. My cock was soaked with her white creamy fluid. She was wet. I pressed back in and watched some of her cream get cleaned off by her clinging lips. The fluid pooled at the edges and started to drip down towards her clit. Fuck she was hot and wet.
Her upper body came off the railing and she tugged the dress over her head and off. It was a surprise at first but a few more strokes inside her hot box and it wore off. She only had on a pair of flip flops as I started pressing harder into her. Soon one fell off and bounced to the floor at my feet. She looked fucking hot as I pressed harder.
"Fuck me, that's good," she cried. "Fuck my little pussy and make me cum. I've waited long enough, fuck me. Yes, fuck me."
I pressed hard into her cunt. Her juice was soaking my cock and running down her leg. The chair softly shifted around on the tile deck as we both closed in on sweet release. I felt it first and I couldn't hold back.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum," I grunted.
"Fuck, I'm close," she cried back. "Keep fucking me."
I dipped a little lower in my stance and started loading her cunt. I washed her walls and filled her tight little hole. She started pressing back into me and crying out.
"Fuck, I'm cumming," she yelped. "Oh, yes fuck meee!"
Her pussy tightened and gushed cream as I continued to pump. It leaked all over the place as she panted hard before settling down. We both panted and rested.
"Fuck, that's a good way to start," she cheered.
"I'll say," I agreed.
I backed away and watched a rush of white drip from her contracting hole. She kicked her other shoe off and headed straight for the bathroom dripping a little along the way. The room was tile so it wouldn't be too hard to clean. I gathered her clothes and returned to the room.
"You filled me up babe," she cried. "I'm still dripping."
"I think some of that is you," I retorted.
A flush and she came out just as there was a knock at the door. Out of habit she opened it before realizing she was still naked. She quickly used the door to hide herself.
"Can I help you," she squeaked?
"Um," he stuttered. "Just checking to see if everything is ok. I see you have already made yourself at home."
"Things are fine," she said politely but with a hint of attitude.
"Well, ah," he stumbled again. "If you need anything just ah, let me know."
She was annoyed now. I could tell by the tapping of her foot that she was about to let him know what she thought.
"I have everything I need sitting right over there," she pointed.
His eyes continued to look at her tits which were barely covered by the door at this point. He gulped.
"What, haven't you seen tits before," she asked with more attitude?
"Not that nice," he admitted.
"Hump," she grumbled before shutting the door.
"Sorry," he hollered from behind the closed door.
"Jerk," she replied.
"They are nice tits," I teased.
"You too," she sassed?
I only smiled and looked openly at them. They were fantastic. She could only smile and even started laughing after a moment of thinking about the situation.
"Guess I shouldn't answer the door naked if I don't want that," she joked.
"I could go out there and knock and you could answer and we could see where it leads," I teased.
"Nobody is home," she replied quickly.
We both laughed. She leaned in and kissed me.
"I'm happy," she said. "Thank you for all that you have helped me discover. I feel I am living life again."
"You're welcome," I said.
She took her flops from my hands and slipped them on her feet.
"I can't believe we are her," she cheered.
"We are baby," I said. "Let's have some fun while we are here. When we get back the serious stuff begins."
"Ain't that the truth," she agreed?
Another knock at the door. We both looked at each other and smiled. She and I were thinking the same thing.
