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My aunt giggled. "Everyone. Especially the men. Watch how their eyes sweep up and down your body."

She was right. The next man I saw clearly eye fucked my aunt and I up and down as we passed and he was standing there with a woman who was clearly his wife! We were hot! Better yet, we were hot and no one even knew I was a man dressed in drag! That thought gave me confidence and I even started putting on a bit of a show, swinging my hips as I walked a little.

When we were finally in the dining hall, we took a seat across from each other at a small table. The place was really classy. The tables draped in white table cloths and candles burned on each one in between a small floral arrangement. It was early, so there weren't many people in there yet and the tables next to us were open. The waiter came shortly, handed us menus and Aunt Jane ordered a bottle of white wine for the table.

The wine was a bit dry, but went down smooth and after another glass I was feeling a bit tipsy. I think Aunt Jane was too, because as we sat at the table talking and joking my phone chimed. It was a text from my Aunt. I gave her a questioning glance and opened the message.

"OH my god! Aunt Jane, you can't send me that!" I said laughing. The **** making me feel wild and uninhibited.

"I can send you whatever I want! But what do you think?!" She said grinning.

My aunt had text me a picture of a little white girl with a big black cock buried down her throat and the caption, "How about this for dinner?" I shook my head and laughed, pulling my browser back up and sending my aunt a picture back in return.

Her phone buzzed and she returned the quizzical expression I had just gave her. "Sarah!" she cried as she opened it. "You little slut!"

"Why aunty dearest! Why would you ever say such a thing?" I quipped back, knowing full well it was because the image I had sent was of two girls kneeling beneath a bbc and locked in a cum swapping kiss with his jizz covering their faces. Beneath it I had written, I'd rather have this.

My aunt clacked away at her phone again and in a moment my phone buzzed. I took another sip of wine and opened her message to a picture of two white girls getting fucked in both their mouths and pussys with the caption, we can't skip straight to dessert, we need the main course first.

The waiter momentarily interrupted our discourse and we submitted our orders as the four black men from earlier coincidentally took the table next to us.

"Pleasure to see you two again," the tallest of the four said.

"I'm amazed how beautiful you two look," one of the others said with a smile. All of them were grinning ear to ear and I'm pretty sure I was a deeper shade of red than anything else on the planet. Surprisingly though, that was it. They didn't make any other comments. There weren't any snickers of laughter, just the occasional stealing of glances our way as they checked us out. I couldn't believe it, but then again, why should they make a big deal out of it? They didn't know me.

My phone buzzed again as my aunt and I began digging into our meals. I looked down at it and saw another text from my aunt, "Do you think their cocks are as big as the ones in the pictures?"

"I don't know? I'm sure the ones in porn look bigger than they actually are," I typed back.

"How do we find out if they have big cocks?"

"Why don't you just ask them?" I mused back jokingly.

"Sarah, that's not helping." My aunt finished and we went back to eating and talking about which of the cruise events we planned to do tomorrow. When we finished I stood, the black men at the table clearly eyeing me up and down. I blushed at the fact and my cock twitched in my panties. My aunt stood up next, but as she rose, she knocked her knife off the table.

"Oops," she said a bit louder than necessary. She turned her back to the table where the men were and bent over, straight legged. Her skirt rod up behind her and her ass was clearly on display. She wasn't wearing panties! Her pussy and asshole were clear as day for them to see! She lingered for a second, before standing back up and putting the knife on the table before turning and smiling at the guys and waving goodbye with a wink.

As soon as we were free of the dining hall I turned and looked at her, "Aunt Jane! You didn't have on any panties!"

She laughed, "I didn't see the point. Since you showed me those pictures I've been soaked all day. I would have just drenched them anyways. See?" She said as she lifted her skirt showing the top of her bare pussy and wiping her fingers over her slit. She pulled them free, a string lingering between lips and her fingers before it broke as she lifted them too my mouth and shoved them in. I moaned, tasting her sweet pussy juice on my fingers.

"Told you," she said pulling them from my mouth and taking my arm again. "Now let's go up on deck. It's dark now. We should be able to see some stars. I mindlessly followed my aunt, still awestruck that she had A, shown me her pussy and then B, rubbed her juices on my tongue. What the fuck was this trip turning into? We climbed the stairwell and came up onto the deck. My aunt led us to a somewhat secluded area at the bow of the ship.