Bay 1

James Winchester sat on the edge of the queen sized bed he’d be sharing with the gorgeous Amy Blackson for the next two weeks.

His phone was in his hand, but very little of his attention was on the device in his hand. In fact, his gaze was not even on the phone, but a little above it, at his beautiful, perfectly shaped roommate.

She had the dresser open, and was moving clothes from her suitcase into the top two drawers, leaving James the bottom two.

Each time she bent over to get another handful of clothing, her jeans strained against her curvy ass, which caught James’ eye frequently.

“So, what do you wanna do today? It’s just barely past lunch, so we have several hours on board before bed.” Amy said, still putting away her clothes, with James’ eyes still firmly on her flawless ass. Well, that’s not true. It had a very major flaw currently, and that flaw was that her ass wasn’t bare. It was covered up, which felt like a sin.

“Uhhh, I dunno. There’s plenty of amenities on board, we could check out a few.” James shrugged.

“Check out a few?” Amy whirled on James, hands on her hips, “We’re on this boat for two weeks, we shouldn’t knock out everything Day 1.”

“That’s a good point.” James nodded, fidgeting a little under the gaze of her beautiful green eyes, “Maybe we just do the arcade today?”

“An arcade, huh? Alright. Sounds fun.” Amy smiled, lightening up the whole room. Her hands dropped off her curvy hips and she turned back to unpacking.

James’ eyes traveled along her curves and he swallowed. Fuck, she was so sexy.

He had no idea how he was going to survive two weeks sharing a bed with her.

———

“So. Jace seems to get hotter every day.” Skylar Wayne said innocently, and her best friend and roommate Isabelle Holland’s head snapped up.

“What? Oh, uh… I dunno, he’s my cousin.” Isabelle said with a noncommittal shrug. Skylar snorted.

“Right, like that’s ever stopped you.” Skylar said knowingly.

“Huh?” Izzy tried to play dumb, but she knew that Skylar was far too intelligent to miss it.

“The way you kissed his cheek, the way you sashayed your curvy hips as you walked.” Skylar demonstrated for Izzy, and Isabelle watched her best friend’s own curvy hips sashay towards her.

“Not to mention how you were practically hanging on him the whole time we were divvying up the rooms.” Skylar remarked wryly, “Look, it’s OK if you’ve got it bad for your own cousin, Iz. You know I won’t judge you.”

Izzy smiled at her best friend.

“I’m glad you’re not disgusted by it or anything.” Isabelle said relievedly.

“You wouldn’t catch me dead fucking Sam, but **** itself is something I have no issues with. So long as both parties want it, why not go for it? No one loves you more than family, right?” Skylar chuckled.

“Something like that.” Izzy blushed. The confident swagger she adopted around Jace was more of a defense mechanism than anything, and with Skylar, she was able to admit how scared and in love she was.

“Well, if you ask me, Jace needs to open his goddamn eyes to a pretty little thing like you falling all over him.” Skylar winked, “I mean, damn, Izzy, you’re gorgeous.”

“Sky!” Isabelle laughed, her cheeks reddening.

“What?” Skylar cooed, cupping Izzy’s cheek, “I mean it. You’re sexy as hell.”

“I’m OK. You’re way prettier.” Isabelle shrugged without even thinking.

“Aww, you think I’m pretty?” Skylar teased her friend. Skylar was bi, but she didn’t have too many opportunities to play with girls, not nearly as much as she’d like to, and it wasn’t a lie or an exaggeration that Izzy was drop dead gorgeous.

“Jace definitely loves these.” Sky said, and began groping Izzy’s sizable rack, making Izzy blush, then moan and blush harder as Sky’s hands really got busy.

“H-he does.” Izzy agreed, “I almost never wear a bra around him.”

“Mmm, good first step. Try and rub them against him more, you and I both know he’s a sucker for tits.” Skylar said, “Like this.”

Isabelle giggled as Skylar slid to her side. Skylar wrapped her breasts around Izzy’s arm and slid them up and down her, pushing them hard up against Izzy.

“See? That’ll get him going.” Skylar said playfully.

Izzy’s face was bright red, and Skylar thought she looked adorable like that.

Skylar kissed her best friend’s cheek, then her neck, making Isabelle gasp and cling to her shoulders.

Skylar kissed lightly up and down Izzy’s neck, then drew back.

“You can do that to Jace, too.” Skylar said.

“R-right. Good idea.” Izzy said unevenly, her breaths coming quick and her neck tingling.

“Make sure you use every part of your body on him.” Skylar continued her tips, taking Izzy by the hand and pulling the shorter girl to her feet. Skylar’s hands slid around Izzy to grope her ass, and Izzy leaned against Skylar’s chest, her arms wrapping tightly around Sky while Sky played with her round ass.

“Jace may be a tits guy, but I’m sure he loves this, too.” Skylar said, and gave Izzy’s ass a solid spank. Izzy whimpered, and the sound set Skylar alight.

Skylar spanked Izzy again and Isabelle whimpered again.

“Mmm, you like that?” Skylar chuckled. Isabelle’s cheeks were bright red but she nodded.

Skylar gave her best friend one last spank, this one drawing a sexy moan, and then she relented, letting her hands slide along Izzy’s wide hips and up to her small waist, then back up to rest on Izzy’s spine.

Isabelle was breathless, her nipples were rock hard, her panties were damp, and her hands were trembling.

“See? You’re gorgeous. Jace can’t help but be into you.” Skylar said with a grin, and Izzy blushed.

“Just make sure that once he’s yours, you send him my way as a thank you.” Skylar winked.

———

Olivia plopped down on the bed, so David plopped down beside her, and her arm slid familiarly around her former charge.

David, much like Jace and Evan, had grown up with the top-heavy Olivia Vane as his babysitter. David had always had a thing for busty ladies, the bigger the better. So, a woman like Olivia, with her big, glorious F cups? Heaven on earth.

There was some question in David’s mind about his crush on Olivia, a kind of chicken and the egg scenario. Was his love of busty women the cause of his crush on Olivia, or was Olivia the cause of his love for busty women?

Regardless, he was madly into both Olivia and top-heavy ladies. And he lived in the perfect town for that, as Amethyst Shore seemed to be overflowing with busty women. David had been shocked when he’d visited High Rise and realized that not every town was like Amethyst Shore.

David lay back on the bed, and Olivia promptly joined him on her back, and he tried not to ogle the very sizable swells of her bosom, but failing, of course.

“Excited for the cruise?” Olivia wondered.

“Of course.” David said instantly, “Two weeks out on the ocean, having a blast? Sounds great.”

“It does indeed. I brought lots of bikinis.” Olivia laughed, and David grinned subconsciously at that thought.

———

Jace Holland was sitting on the edge of his bed, stretching.

“You know that you don’t have to unpack everything immediately?” Jace asked his curvaceous roommate.

Anastasia Prescott blew her brown hair out of her face and glanced over her shoulder at him.

“I’m not you, Jace. I can’t just live out of a suitcase for two weeks.” Ana retorted lightly. Jace shrugged.

“Makes it easier.” he chuckled.

“You better keep your clothes clean. I’m not spooning with someone in dirty clothes.” Ana said, turning around and putting her hands on her hips.

“We’re spooning? News to me.” Jace grinned.

“Of course we’re spooning. I’m a big cuddler, and nothing helps me sleep more than being wrapped up in someone’s arms.” Ana told Jace, and he filed that information away for later reference.

“I’d be happy to wrap my arms around you any time you want.” Jace assured his phat-assed roommate.

“That’s what I like to hear, roomie.” Ana smirked.

She bent over very purposefully, and Jace took the time to enjoy the view openly, which was unquestionably Anastasia’s intention. There was no doubt in Jace’s mind she wanted him to observe not just her phenomenal lower half, but her impressive flexibility. Perks of being a cheerleader, he supposed.

Ana straightened up and winked over her shoulder.

“Like the view?” Ana asked innocently. Jace nodded.

“Yeah, I can see Los Angeles out the window.” Jace replied, and Ana gave him a wry smile.

“Playing hard to get, huh?” Anastasia chuckled.

“Something’s hard.” Jace commented off-handedly, making Ana’s smile turn downright devious.

“Is that so?” she cooed, and Jace sucked in a breath as the cheerleading captain plopped down in his lap, her thick ass pressing against his erection. Taking a cue from her earlier words, Jace wrapped his arms tightly around her flat, toned stomach. She leaned back against his chest and sighed happily.

One of her arms lifted and she nudged his side with her elbow.

“Smile, Jace.” Ana ordered, and Jace and Ana looked at the camera, and Jace squeezed Ana when she took the photo.

“Aww, it’s a good one.” Ana grinned, looking at it.

Then, despite the photo being taken, Ana made no move to stand.

“I guess I’ve become your armchair?” Jace remarked, and Ana giggled.

“You’re damn right you have. I mean, you’re a comfy armchair and you come with a built in seatbelt.” Ana said, tapping Jace’s arms encircling her midriff, “I’m sold. This armchair might have a remote or something in it though, and I think I’m sitting on it.”

“Glad you’re enjoying your purchase.” Jace said wryly, “And yeah, the remote’s all yours, free of charge.”

“Ooh, glad to hear that. I definitely am enjoying my purchase. Best decision I’ve made today.” Ana smirked.