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Chapter 9

Can he resist?

Aria Seals the Deal (End)

Willow and Richard both stared at the space between them where his cock rested on her belly with his scrotum pressed up against her dripping pussy. He hadn’t moved since he had dropped it on her with a thud. She pouted when she realized that he was only going to keep teasing her with it. She was getting ****.

“Puh-leeeeeze, sir... I need it... I NEED it so bad... Give me your cock, sir...”

Aria giggled. “Well done, baby. You didn’t even fuck her and you broke the poor thing already!” She stood up, straightening her dress. “You two have got me too worked up! I’ve got to pee and get some water.” She swatted Richard’s ass as she walked by and left the room.

Richard grinned with self-satisfaction. These women really knew how to make a man feel sexy and powerful.

The rhythmic smack!-smack!-smack! of the porn video continued. Willow looked at the intense fucking on the TV and groaned with longing. The longer she was **** to wait, the more she wanted to get pounded just like that. She raised her legs in the air, letting her feet hover near his shoulders. He grabbed ahold of her thin ankles automatically growling as he felt the power of having her this position. He couldn’t resist taunting the horny servant even more. He slid his cock back and forth, enjoying her squirming and whimpering.

“Pleeeease... I need your cock in me, sir!”

“I’ll bet you do,” Richard taunted, sawing the full length of his manhood against her slit, spreading her juices over them both. She moaned as he used the tip of his cock to push her slick clit around. He adjusted himself to angle his cock down at her, making his head to shovel at her hole, trenching her lips even wider.

He looked over his shoulder noting that Aria was not back yet, then looked back at Willow. She was staring at his cock again, holding her breath. His cock head was caught on the upper rim of her gulping entrance. She wiggled to help it find the way inside. If he pushed any more it would divert straight into her. He fought with himself to hold very still.

“Ooooo... Fuck it, sir... Fuck it... Please fuck it... Please, please, please, sir... please fuck my pussy... Sir...”

Her begging was so erotic to his ears that he couldn't make himself pull away. He rocked his hips side to side to keep it rutting at her without going in. As long as Willow kept up her begging, he was stuck there.

Aria returned, smirking when she saw that they were balancing on the precipice. She almost decided to shove him forward and **** it. But no, he had to make that decision himself.

She walked up to Richard and kissed his shoulder. "That is so fucking hot, honey." She stepped next to Willow and crouched next to the bed, resting her chin on her folded arms. "You've reduced her to a begging cockslut."

"Please... please... please..." Willow continued, gyrating her pelvis to keep his head trapped. She turned to Aria and kept begging.

"Aww Willow, I feel bad for you. You want to get that cock so bad, but I made a deal with my husband that anything he does to you I get to do with another man... and Richard will have be in the room. I don’t think he is excited about that part. He really wants to rail you, but he’s holding back heroically, don't you think?"

"Oh, ma'am... I'm sorry, but I need it..."

"I know, sweetie. But you understand how difficult it would be for him to have to watch me get railed, right? Maybe there is something you can do about that."

"Anything!"

"I wasn't sure at first, but now I really want to see you two fuck. I want him to stretch you and fill you with cum."

"Yes! Thank you, ma'am! Me too!"

"Then you have to do a very special job. When I bring a guy in here tomorrow, I need you to ease Richard's discomfort. Keep him distracted and happy. Use your hands. Use your mouth. Use your hungry cunt, whatever it takes to make it easier on him, okay?" She winked at Richard. His face was turning pink with roiling emotions. His resolve was eroding, slightly sinking into Willow’s pussy.

“YES! I will, ma’am! Anything you need, sir! It would be my pleasure!”

Aria smirked at her husband with glittering eyes. "And everything you two do together tomorrow is a free pass."

He felt thoroughly loved and played as the ridge of his helmet was swallowed.

“Ohhhhhh! Yes! Thank you, sir! It feels so good!” She panted and bit her lip.“You are already in her, baby,” Aria observed. “Now show her what you’ve got.”

It wasn’t even a conscious decision anymore. His mind was too numb. He just started fucking her because it was the only thing left that made sense. He wasn’t going to hold back.

“Ooooooh! Thank you, sir!!!” She felt her legs pushed back farther as his thick white dick completely filled her. “Thank you! Thank you! YESSS! I can take it all, sir!”

“Good job, Willow...” Aria sat herself in the chesterfield and worked a dildo into her pussy. Thinking about some of the crewmen.

“YESSSSS, MA’AAAAAAM!!!” Willow screamed in gratitude as she achieved her first orgasm of the cruise.

Her second and third orgasms were over the next hour while Richard savagely pounded her as a preemptive **** fuck to his wife for manipulating him.

Willow’s third orgasm was a delirious reaction to Richard pumping her womb full of cum in his own frenzied ecstasy, something he hadn’t intended to do because it was something he didn’t look forward to watching.

As it all unfolded before her, Aria had felt some guilt for how much she had wound her husband up, but was shocked out of it by the way he so effectively channelled all of his torment into dominating the poor servant woman. She started to doubt that she could find anyone on the ship that could replicate his performance, and more than a little worried what it would be like if she did.

She pumped the dildo into her snatch faster, wondering in what inventive ways Richard would be driven to use Willow to bear tomorrow’s torments.

Little did she know the room-to-room video service that Willow had breezed over was quite popular in the evenings, and that during breakfast she would have no shortage of volunteers. And no shortage of opportunities to wind Richard up to get him to **** fuck her for the rest of the cruise.

The End

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