Carnal Cruise Ch 02 1

We were all up early to catch the limo to the airport. Our cruise didn't leave until the next day, but you never know what the weather might be in Chicago in the winter. So if you NEED to be somewhere by a certain date in the winter, you NEED to go a day early in case your flight is delayed or cancelled.

When I saw Chloe in the morning, she had a sly smile on her face.

"Sleep well last night?" I asked.

"Mm hm," she said. "Best I've slept in a while. Don't know why, but I was exhausted and fell asleep quickly."

"Huh," I said. "Me too."

Since Morgan wasn't around, we both had a secret chuckle. She was wearing grey yoga pants and a light blue, long-sleeve, stretchy mock turtleneck. The clothes showed off her hot body perfectly.

The limo driver texted that he was in the driveway, so I rolled out the suitcases for him to put in the trunk while everyone put on light jackets. We didn't want to take bulky winter coats, and, since we were getting into a warmed-up car, we just wore light jackets which were easier to pack once we got to Miami.

We piled into the limo and headed to the airport. Fortunately, we hadn't had any snow in over a week, so traffic on the highway - and at the airport - was minimal. We zipped through security without any issues and stopped at the Starbucks to grab coffee and a light breakfast.

Chloe offered to sit in the middle seat, since Morgan was hoping for the window so she could lean against it to sleep; I sat in the aisle. Of course, ever since we left the house, Chloe and I acted very normally and naturally toward each other, not wanting to give Morgan any hints that we had slept together the previous night. I didn't even check out Chloe's body - well, not too much. I DID notice her wonderful breasts as we were accelerating down the runway. As the plane vibrated as it sped up, I couldn't help but notice her breasts bouncing up and down with the bumps of the wheels. Okay, I guess I'm officially a pervert.

The flight was uneventful, and we grabbed an Uber to the hotel. After a quick lunch, the girls wanted to hit the pool. We agreed to meet there in twenty minutes.

The pool was fairly crowded. There were a lot of families with young kids but also a lot of college-aged kids - some with their families and some on their own. As much as I liked seeing all the college women in their bikinis, there were also quite a few moms who were my age who looked good. But when Morgan and Chloe walked through the door, my eyes were glued to Chloe. Even thought I had seen her naked, I really enjoyed looking at her in her very sexy, red bikini. There were lots of straps - both on the top and the bottom - and the "peek-a-boo" effect worked really well.

I had grabbed a couple of loungers for them, so they came over and dropped their stuff. First Morgan asked me to put suntan lotion on her back, which I was happy to do as a father helping her daughter. When Chloe asked me to put some on her back, it felt different. Rubbing the lotion into her back, gently massaging her muscles as I did, was much more exciting. Just touching her got me excited, knowing what her suit was hiding. I heard a few groans from Chloe as I rubbed, which got me more excited.

If she and I were alone on a balcony, I would have done more than just rub lotion on her back. But since we were at a public pool, with Morgan, I stuck to the requested job of protecting her back from the sun. When I was done, Chloe turned her head and said thank you. Since she was facing away from Morgan, she also puckered her lips as she quietly kissed the air. I smiled as I returned to my lounger.

After a half hour, Chloe turned over onto her back. I would have offered to rub sun block on her front, but I didn't think that would go over well. Instead, I watched as she rubbed it on her belly, her neck and shoulders, and the top of her boobs which were sticking out of her swimsuit. When she rubbed her breasts, she again looked at me and smiled; she knew exactly what I was thinking.

After another hour, I stood up.

"I think I'm going to go for a run. Make sure you guys don't get burned," I said.

"Oh, that sounds like a great idea. Mind if I join you?" Chloe asked.

"Of course not. Always more fun to run with others. How about you, Morgan. You up for a run?"

Morgan groaned.

"You know what I like about running?" she asked. "Nothing! You guys have fun. I'm staying here a little while longer."

"Okey dokey - be that way," Chloe said while chuckling. "I'll change and stop by your room on the way down," she said to me.

"Okay. See you in 10."

I went to my room and changed into running shorts and a sweat-wicking t-shirt. I grabbed two bottles of water out of the mini fridge when Chloe knocked on the door. I opened it and she walked in, wearing navy running shorts and a light grey sports bra.

"Rather than run," she said, "I'd rather go for a ride."

I looked at her a little confused.

"Do they have bikes to rent?" I asked.

"No, silly," she said as she walked toward me. "I want to ride this."

With her last word, she put her hand on my dick and squeezed while smiling at me.

"Ahhh," I said, "I think I can arrange that."

I pulled her against me as I simultaneously place my lips on hers and one hand on her breast. We kissed slowly, taking turns thrusting our tongues into one mouth or the other. I gently squeezed her breast as we kissed. It didn't take long for her nipples or my dick to get hard. I broke away and pulled off my t-shirt. Chloe followed by pulling off her sports bra. I pulled her to me again, grinding my dick against as we continued kissing, still slowly albeit getting more hurried by the minute. I loved feeling her breasts and hard nipples against my bare chest.

I slipped one hand into her shorts and caressed her ass, pulling her even harder against me. My other hand continued on her breast, now frequently pinching her nipples. Her whimpers only encouraged me. I opened a space between us just wide enough to slip my hand into her shorts and into her panties. I cupped her entire vulva while pressing my middle finger between her wet lips.

"Mmmmm. You get me so wet," she whispered between kisses.

I removed my mouth from hers as I knelt on the floor. I unceremoniously pulled down her shorts and panties together. I placed a soft kiss on her mound.

I pulled back the bedspread and pulled down the blanket and top sheet.

"Sit at the edge, please," I directed.

As soon as she sat, I knelt in front of her. I took one breast in my mouth and covered the other with my hand. I flicked my tongue over her nipple, occasionally squeezing my lips tightly over it, while I softly caressed her other breast. After a couple of minutes, I asked her to lay back. I pulled her legs forward until her ass was at the edge of the bed, and I put one leg over each of my shoulders.

I looked at the beautiful sight for just a second before giving a series of small kisses along her slit, from the bottom to the top. I repeated the motion, this time giving a short lick after each kiss. The third time, I dispensed with the kisses and just slowly ran my tongue from her opening straight up between her lips, stopping before her clit. I repeated this several times, enjoying Chloe's increasing wetness and quiet whines. I took each of her lips into my mouth, one at a time, and gently flicked my tongue over them. Chloe often twitched when I hit a good spot.

After a few minutes of repeating this process, I pushed my tongue into her pussy as far as I could, bringing a sweet cry from Chloe. I moved it in and out, enjoying her taste and her increasing whimpers. After a bit, I removed my tongue and inserted my middle finger into her, bringing an even louder cry. I finger fucked her for a minute, making sure to tap on her G-spot every few seconds. Chloe's eyes were shut tightly, and she was thrusting into my finger each time I pushed in.

Without removing my finger, I leaned forward and licked straight up over her clit, bringing the loudest cry yet. I smiled to myself knowing that I was giving her such pleasure. I continued licking up like this, listening to Chloe's moans. When I switched to flicking her clit left to right, she screamed.

"YES! YES! RIGHT THERE! RIGHT THERE!"

Okay, I thought, I think I've found it. I didn't change a thing, moving my finger at exactly the same rate as I tapped on her G-spot and licking her clit in the exact same manner at the exact same speed. Chloe was whimpering over and over, getting louder and louder. Her hands were clutching and releasing the sheet over and over as she continued thrusting her pelvis into my face. Suddenly, both hands wrapped around my head and pulled me hard against her as she cried out and thrust her body forcibly against me. She kept pumping into me as she quietly grunted with each spasm as her orgasm shot through her entire body.

When she finally finished, her body went limp. She lay motionless on the bed except for slow, quiet, deep breaths. I was surprised by how quickly she seemed to recover as she opened her eyes. I removed her legs from my shoulders, and she slightly lifted her head to look at me. A sweet smile spread across her face.

"Shit, you are very good at that!" she said with a chuckle.

I smiled, enjoying the compliment.

"I'm glad you liked it. I really enjoy doing that to you."

"Well, I really like HAVING you do that to me! Guess that makes us a good combination," she said laughing. "Now about that ride I wanted to take..."

"Oh, yeah," I said. "If I remember correctly, you wanted to be the rider, and I was supposed to be 'the ridee', right?"

Chloe laughed.

"Un huh. Lie down, please."

I got up off the floor and walked over to my suitcase, where I pulled out a condom. I never would have thought to pack these if not for our activity the previous night. I walked over to the bed and pulled off my running shorts and underwear. I lay on my back and laid the condom next to me.

Chloe knelt between my legs and wrapped her hand around my dick, which had softened from the hard state it was in when I was eating her out. I expected her to stroke my dick, but she surprised me by lowering her head and placing my dick into her mouth. She twirled her tongue around the head, which felt terrific; I quickly returned to full hardness. Chloe spent just a few more seconds with the tip of my dick in her mouth while she stroked the entire shaft. She released my dick as she sat up straight and grabbed the condom, which she opened and rolled down my dick.

She put one knee next to me and placed the foot of her other leg on the opposite side of me, lifting herself up. She grabbed my dick and rubbed it between her lips a couple of times, Then she put it against her opening and lowered herself down, now straddling me on both knees. With her eyes closed, she slowly rocked back and forth, rather that up and down, rubbing her clit against my body. She squeezed her pelvic floor muscles at a slow rhythm, gripping my dick each time. Her rocking motion provided only slight movement of my shaft within her, but the combination of this slight movement, her vaginal opening pushing against my shaft as she rocked, and her pelvic floor squeezes felt incredible.

I reached up and cupped both of her breasts. I gently caressed one while I squeezed and pulled on the nipple of the other. Chloe let out a quiet moan. Then I reversed, gently caressed the one where I had pulled her nipple and instead pulling her other nipple. Again, there was a quiet moan. I wasn't sure if she even cared about the soft caresses or if she only liked the nipple play, but, either way, she seemed to like it. I continued this, reversing breasts back and forth, as Chloe started moving a little faster.

She was still rocking, but she was moving harder. Suddenly, she started lifting herself up and dropping down onto me, greatly increasing the friction between us. I put my hands under her ass to help lift her up, and as she dropped down, I thrust my pelvis into her. We were both breathing faster as her pussy slid up and down, still gripping my shaft with her muscles each time she lifted up.

After a couple of minutes, Chloe seemed to be getting desperate. She was bouncing with reckless abandon, grunting and whining with each stroke. My own excitement was building up, and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. I knew Chloe was getting close, but I wanted to make sure I didn't come before she was ready. I removed both hands from her ass. One went to her nipple to pinch and pull, since I knew she liked that. The other reached forward and quickly stroked her clit left to right, just like I knew she liked it. When I first touched her clit, she yelped.

I didn't think I couldn't hold out much longer. Suddenly, I heard Chloe.

"OH! OH! OH!"

She threw her head back as she arched her back and shoved her pelvis forward. She stopped moving up and down, but her pussy squeezed my dick hard. The second squeeze started my own orgasm, and I thrust up hard into her with each shot of cum. I tried to keep pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit, but it was hard to remember to move my hands, as most of my body froze except for my thrusting pelvis and shooting dick.

As my orgasm quickly ended, I was alert enough to continue helping Chloe extend hers. Again, I worked on her nipples and clit, and it seemed to help her keep going. Twenty or thirty seconds later, she fell forward and collapsed on me. I wrapped my arms around her, hugging her as tightly as I could.

I suddenly opened my eyes, realizing I had fallen asleep for just a couple of minutes. When I moved, Chloe opened her eyes. Apparently, she, too, had dozed off. I slipped my hand between us to grab the condom, and she rolled off of me. I removed the condom and tossed it in the garbage can. I grabbed a bunch of tissues off the nightstand and wiped my dick. Then I pulled Chloe back on top of me; I loved feeling her naked body against mine.

After just a minute of cuddling, she lifted her head, gave me a soft kiss, and got up.

"I've got to back to the room. Morgan's going to think we got kidnapped on our run."

I nodded, realizing she was right. She put on her clothes and walked into the bathroom. When she came out, I saw wet spots on her sports bra and shorts.

"What happened?" I asked.

Chloe smiled. "Simulated sweat. Gotta look like I'm coming back from a run."

I laughed at her advanced planning.

"If she asks," Chloe continued, "we went out the front door, crossed the street, turned left, and just ran along the sidewalk, with the beach to our right."

"Got it," I said. "Do we have secret names we used? A secret code? If she asks too many questions, do we just have to drug her and take her to our hideout?"

Chloe laughed.

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that," she said. "I gotta go."

I was still naked as she hugged me, gave me one last kiss, and walked out.

We hadn't even made it to the ship, and I was already loving this cruise!

The next morning, we grabbed a late breakfast at the hotel. Around 1:00, we took a taxi to the pier. As the taxi drove into the dock area, Chloe was wide-eyed, as are most people the first time they're up close near a cruise ship. Until you see them, you just can't imagine how big they are (and are usually amazed that they actually float).

Because of the category of our cabins, we got to use the expedited check-in lines. The process went smoothly, and we were quickly walking up a bunch of winding ramps until we reached the gangplank. After entering the ship and walking through a short hallway, we were in the center of the ship. This was a new ship, and the giant atrium was beautiful. Chloe gasped when she first saw it. Before we took two steps, we were offered champaign, mimosas, or a Bloody Mary. I grabbed a mimosa; both girls grabbed champaign. We agreed we'd each check out our cabins and meet back by the Passenger Services desk in 20 minutes to check out the buffet.

I found my cabin pretty quickly and walked in. It was quite nice - certainly plenty big for one person. The girls had the same-size cabin, although my bed was made up as a king size and theirs would have the two twin beds separated. I walked out on the balcony, which was larger than I expected. I walked up to the railing and saw a guy at the railing on the next balcony.

"Hey there," he said.

"Hi. I'm Jeremy," I said.

"Hi. I'm Marty," he replied, extending his hand. We shook hands in the gap at the end of the frosted glass partition between the balconies. Marty was a fairly tall guy, I guessed early 30s, and he looked like he went to the gym three times a day.

We exchanged a few pleasantries and chatted for about 10 minutes. Suddenly, he said, "Hold on. My wife will want to meet the guy next door."

He opened the sliding door.

"Molly, come meet our neighbor."

After a couple of seconds, Molly walked out. She was an attractive woman.

"Molly, this is Jeremy."

Molly walked over to the end of the partition, extended her hand, and gave me strong handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Jeremy," she said, with a huge, welcoming smile.

"Nice to meet you, too, Molly."

I know it's ridiculous, but for just a couple of seconds, as we shook hands, I felt like Molly was checking me out. Her eyes seemed to roll down my body before returning to my eyes. I ignored any implications, and we spoke briefly.

"I've got to go meet my daughter and her friend on deck. Really nice meeting both of you," I said.

"VERY nice meeting you," Molly said.

I was confused by her emphasis on the word 'very'... she said it the way you might say it to someone famous, not the guy in the next cabin. But, again, I assumed I was reading something into nothing.

Before I turned to go back inside, Molly continued.

"We really should get a drink later so we can get to know you better."

"Uh, sure," I said. "That sounds great."

I met Morgan and Chloe, and we caught the elevators up to the buffet. We had only been on the ship for 30 minutes, but that seemed long enough to switch to CEM - Cruise Eating Mode. Once in CEM, you never go more than thirty minutes without consuming SOME kind of food.

The buffet was spectacular, and Chloe was definitely experiencing sensory overload. She couldn't believe the varieties of food, breads, and desserts. We each filled our plates as if we hadn't eaten in a week, and we found a table outside. Morgan said their room was perfect, and both girls once again thanked me for taking them on the trip.

That evening, as we sat down for our first real meal in the dining room, I couldn't help but laugh at Chloe's constant chatter about all of the amenities on the ship. As usual, the food was fantastic. When Chloe couldn't make up her mind on which of two desserts to try, I told her to order both. She was shocked she could do that, and Morgan made fun of her. Overall, we had a lovely dinner.

After dinner, I was going to go to the show, where the singers and dancers were doing a general variety show. Morgan and Chloe said they were going to take a pass; they wanted to check out some of the clubs on board. We said our good nights, and I headed for the theater.

As usual with this cruise line, the talent was excellent. I really enjoyed the show and was sorry when it ended. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, as it was too early to go to bed. As I walked out of the theater, I saw Marty looking back and forth between the two exit doors. When he saw me, he broke into a smile and headed my way.

"Hey, Jeremy. I was hoping you'd be here!"

I was a little surprised by what he said.

"Molly would have been pissed if I didn't find you. She really wanted us to have a drink together. Can you join us?"

"Sure," I said.

"C'mon," he continued, "Molly's waiting for us in one of the lounges."

I followed Marty to one of the many lounges on the ship. A guy was playing the piano and singing when we got there. Molly was sitting in a corner and waved to us, so we walked over. She looked nice in her dark grey skirt and navy blazer. When we got to the corner, she stood up and surprised me by giving me a hug. I softly wrapped my arms around her to return it.