Mark an Brittney live the mantra: What Happens on the Cruise Ship...

Mark and Brittney sat with Allen and Brenda in their cabin, having a 'nightcap' that was really an excuse to buy time, to figure out if they really wanted things to go to the next level, or to turn back before lines were crossed, that could ultimately cost them their marriage.

All four of them knew the intent of taking the party back to their cabin, although a foursome was not quite what they had originally planned. Mark and Brittney had awkwardly agreed to a hall pass for the duration of the cruise after initial jokes about 'what happens on the cruise ship, stays on the cruise ship', went further than they'd imagined.

It sounded fun and exciting as they goaded one another, into the possibility of a threesome, but as they sat with their guests, the reality of going through with it was more difficult.

The jokes began when Mark's band got booked as entertainment on a cruise. The family band loved the idea and accepted the opportunity happily. They were filling in for country music icon, KD Lang, but never realized it was an LBGTQ cruise until they arrived.

Prior to the cruise, Mark and Brittney had explored the use of toys, and Brittney had taken Mark's ass with a strap-on, many times. Brittney enjoyed fantasizing about women, although she had never done anything prior to the cruise. The cruise brought out curiosity that Mark had as well, after his near addiction to the strap-on, he began to wonder how a real cock would feel, but never really imagined finding out.

On that front, the cruise changed everything. After the hall passes were agreed to, Brittney had an encounter with Brenda that was amazing, and when Brenda let Brittney know, she was open to a threesome with Mark, Brittney was excited and terrified at the same time. When she approached Mark about it, she discovered he had had his own encounter with Allen.

Brittney and Mark both realized the next step would change everything, and with the decisive moment at hand, their minds raced, thinking of the possible consequences. Could one of them go gay? What if Brittney got a dose of Allen's cock and Mark could never live up to it?

Brittney felt like she had been the instigator and knew she would be the one to take the blame, and rightly so. After all, she was the one who introduced Mark to anal and he became so obsessed that they needed counseling. Who knew where this could lead?

Allen and Brenda sensed the tension and exchanged looks of concern, when Brenda not only broke the ice-- but shattered it. "We all know why we're here. We ate; we drank; we got to know one another. Let's do this!"

She reached into her purse and grabbed her strap-on for all to see. "What do you say, Allen? Let's see who can make one of them come first? Whoever comes first gets to pick who they get to fuck next. You both want this, let's have some fun with it!"

With that, she stood up and reached out a hand to Brittney, with a look of confident impatience. Before Brittney could think, she took her hand and let her lead her to the bed. She stood before Brenda, looked her in the eye, and kissed her deeply. Mark and Allen watched, uncertain what to do next, but unable to take their eyes off the ladies.

Brittney hummed as she felt her inhibitions melt away and Brenda began to unbutton her shirt. As her mind accepted the reality that this was happening, her passion grew and she felt that rush of excitement that only came from being naughty or pushing boundaries. Her hands slid down Brenda's hips, gripped the skirt, and began to pull it up over her head. Brenda had finished unbuttoning the blouse and tossed it open, throwing her hands up so Brittney could pull the skirt up and off.

As her excitement grew, Brittney felt the eyes of Allen and Mark on her, and she could hear their breathing intensify. Sensing their excitement raised her passion even more, and she struggled to release Brenda's bra. They kissed passionately, swirling tongues, as Brenda began to work the zipper on Brittney's skirt. They both wanted nothing between them, just their naked skin pressed together as the men watched, mindlessly.

Brenda broke the kiss, then looked toward them, and said, "Oh, boys, jacking off doesn't count. Brittney, honey, you better think about who you get to fuck next. The boys aren't even in the race."

Mark's cock had stiffened, as he watched his wife take the plunge with her new lover in front of him. Once again, Brittney showed there was nothing she wouldn't do, and he was happy to oblige her fantasies if she was the instigator.

Brenda continued to guide Brittney, "Get my pussy ready, sweetie, and then wet my cock. Wait a second. Come, we need to wet each other," Brenda smirked, as she climbed onto the bed and guided Brittney into the sixty-nine position. "My cock's already hard," she giggled then touched Brittney's sex. "Oh, pussies are already wet. How fast can you cum come from my strap-on, hot stuff?"

Brenda plunged her tongue into Brittney's wetness and began to waggle it quickly.

"Oh God, I'm gonna come in about a minute. Does it have to be the strap-on?" asked Brittney.

Brenda nodded, and mumbled, "Muh huh," into Brittney's pussy, confirming her wetness, as she drove her tongue into Brittney.

Mark snapped out of it and started disrobing, as he looked at Allen, who was kicking off his jeans and underwear while pulling off his shirt. Luckily, both were semi-hard from the show the ladies were putting on.

Allen flopped naked on the bed and smiled. "Let's get lubed, buddy. Quick!"

Mark tossed the last of his clothes and climbed onto the bed, assuming the sixty-nine position with his cock at attention, inches from Allen's mouth while he stared at Allen's stiffening beast of a cock. Next, Allen gripped Mark's dick, pulled it to his mouth, and took him deep. Mark groaned and looked toward Brittney.

His wife was munching Brenda's cunt, trying not to cum, but not wanting to stop. As he plunged onto Allen's cock, he watched her lose the battle-- raising her head and screaming her pleasure-- as her body shuddered in the throes of an unstoppable climax.

Brenda was pleasantly shocked, but continued tonguing her partner, despite possibly losing the competition. While she savored the gush of sticky, sweet nectar flooding her face, she smiled into Brittney's pussy relishing the challenge of now trying to make her come twice before Allen could get Mark off once.

Mark had to pull himself out of Allen's mouth as he heard his wife coming, or he would have joined her. As he had learned many times, Brittney's recovery time was much shorter than his. He continued sucking Allen's cock, aware of how his original squeamishness toward cock sucking had turned into craving it. The hot, hard cock with silky-smooth skin oozing pre-cum onto his tongue had him in a frenzy, rendering him oblivious to the competition.

Brenda stayed on target and rolled Brittney off her and put her onto hands and knees. Then, she began to insert the strapless dildo into her own pussy.

Fortunately for Mark, Allen was aware and pushed him off. Allen had embraced Brittney's twisted challenge and intended to win. He quickly guided Mark to all fours with his head facing Brittney's. When Mark found himself looking into Brittney's eyes, any remaining hesitation melted away, as her devious smile and bright, excited eyes made it clear she was as electrified as he was.

Next, he felt Allen's hands on his ass, just before a warm wetness flooded his asshole. He quickly realized it was Allen's tongue prepping his ass for his monster cock. He gasped for breath, his mind foggy with excitement and fear at the thought of Allen's hot pole stretching his bunghole. That fear had him losing his stiffness.

At that same moment, Brenda, slid two fingers into Brittney's cum-drenched cunt prepping her for the plastic cock. Allen quickly rose up and did the same to Mark's asshole, probing and twisting before adding a third and a fourth. Allen seemed to know just how much he could take without the pain levels getting too high.

Mark and Brittney kissed as they rocked onto the probing fingers, readying themselves for their decadent showdown. He could see Brittney's growing excitement, and as Allen rubbed his hot smooth cock head cockhead against him, his own cock stiffened again.

As the cock head cockhead pressed against him, Mark braced his body and pushed back against the monster cock. Feeling its size, he was immediately sure it would not fit, but as Allen pressed and wiggled, his sphincter relented and he felt the stiff warmth spread him open, with less pain than he had imagined. As Allen pushed deeper, the warmth filling him soon dwarfed the pain.

Allen groaned as he slowly pumped Mark's virgin ass, spurring Brenda to increase the urgency, and she pressed the plastic dick into Brittney in one steady thrust. Brittney squealed from an unexpected jolt of pain, but refused to pull away, determined to win. She really had no thoughts of the prize, or the ramifications of picking who she fucked next-- only that Brenda wanted her to win, and if winning meant coming, she was all in.

Brittney held her ass in place, as Brenda began to slowly pump her, this time, more gently. Mark began to groan with the pleasure of the warm stiffness penetrating him slowly and repeatedly. His own cock stiffened as the pain faded and the tingling sensation of his stretched orifice intensified.

Feeling Allen's hot manhood penetrating him as Allen grunted, was even better than he could have imagined. But the stimulating vibration that normally pushed him over the edge when Brittney pegged him was not there, and he wondered if he could come without it. Mark gripped his own cock and began to stroke.

"Huh uh, No masturbating, you come naturally," instructed Brenda.

"Then no vibrator!" grunted Mark in response.

"Agreed," replied Brenda, as her pace quickened.

Allen, instinctively rose up, changing the angle to maximize the pressure on Mark's prostate and grinned at Brenda after Mark's response.

"Oh fuck, yes," sighed Mark, as he realized his doubts had been for nothing. The stiff heat rubbed his prostate with each thrust was amazing, and Allen took his cue, increasing his pace.

The reality of Allen's situation, fucking a man in the ass, while the man's wife was being fucked by a hot blonde babe, was the stuff of fantasy, and he quickly found himself on the edge. But he managed to keep his focus on the challenge at hand.

Mark grunted, and opened his eyes to see Brittney's gaping mouth and head bobbing from the impact of Brenda's thrusts. Her groans grew louder and more intense as Brenda fucked her harder.

Seeing her bliss only excited him more, and he pushed against the probing cock, forcing contact with his throbbing prostate. He knew he was winning the battle, that was going beyond anything he'd imagined when Brenda had first suggested a cruise ship threesome.

His head trembled as his prostate pulsed and released his jizz in a rapid series of tiny pulses, producing an almost uniform stream of cum. His mouth locked open, and he groaned his victory as the climax lingered.

He marveled at the difference between a prostate orgasm and an externally induced climax. The external climax had a pause between blasts of jizz, but the internal was continuous and lingered, draining his balls more completely.

As he stared at his wife's bobbing head on the edge of a lesbian climax of her own, his orgasm seemed to last longer than ever, and he trembled spastically. To top it off, Allen grunted as he unloaded his seed in Mark's rectum, pounding his pelvis against the husband's ass, no longer controlling his angle of attack, but surrendering to his own powerful orgasm.

In time with Allen's groaning peak of bliss, Brittney screamed, in the throes of her own climactic ecstasy. Coming almost simultaneously with her husband, each at the receiving end of another's cock, was even better than she had imagined when she concocted the idea of a threesome.

As the room settled into the quiet of a collective panting recovery, they lay together on the bed-- Brenda on Brittney's left, Mark on her right and Allen next to him. Mark's leg hit the puddle of cum he'd left on the comforter. He smiled at the thought of what housekeeping crews must have seen over the course of their careers.

Not unexpectedly, it was Brenda who spoke first. "Well, Mark, you won, what's next?" she asked boldly.

Mark was determined to match her boldness. He sat up and looked at Brenda, with a devious grin. "You're the only one who hasn't come yet, my lady. I would like to resolve that."

With that, he rolled over and straddled Brittney, on all fours, paused and looked at her with a wry smile. She nodded her approval, and he stepped over her, to complete his mission.

Then Allen asked a question; one that Mark would never have imagined a few days earlier. "So, Mark, may I fuck your wife, please?"

Mark saw Brenda looking at him hungrily. His heart raced with anxiety. But as he gripped the strap-on so he could remove it and bury his face in another woman's pussy, he took the leap of faith that this would not be the beginning of the end of their marriage, but just an exciting new chapter that would ultimately 'stay on the cruise ship'.

"Yes, you may," replied Mark, as he straddled Brenda and began kissing her breasts.

"I'll be right back, Brittney," said Allen, and he quickly retreated to the bathroom.

Brittney, watched, as Brenda hummed, presenting her tits to Mark, and he continued to kiss and caress them while he brought a knee between her legs and pushed them gently apart. She willingly complied and he began to kiss his way lower, while Brittney leaned over to kiss her mouth.

His right hand squeezed her breast, as he planted feathery kisses just below her breasts. Brenda sighed as she lay back, eyes closed and savored the feel of both their warm lips. As her body swayed to the blissful pleasures the couple delivered, Brittney's tongue slipped between her lips and their tongues danced, winding round one another as they savored the taste.

Brenda whined and writhed with pleasure, as Mark's tongue swirled around and inside her belly button. It had always been an extra sensitive spot for her, and he played it masterfully. Enjoying her reaction, he lingered as Brittney began to caress her ragingly stiff nipples.

When Allen returned from cleaning himself, he approached the bed and Brittney's attention turned toward him, leaving Brenda's nipples feeling neglected. Sensing that, Mark's hands extended up to massage her lonely tits, while his kisses and tongue swirls moved ever closer to his target.

Brittney surprised herself by how turned on she was watching Mark pleasure her lover. Brenda kept a hand on Mark's head and smiled as she petted it. It was remarkably smooth and softer than she had imagined.

Allen approached Brittney, his cock semi-soft, but growing stiffer by the second. She turned and readied herself to take it in her hands and feel its weight, before taking it in her mouth. She'd sucked only a few cocks in her day, and his was the largest; and she felt the need to see how big she could make it and how much of him she could take.

She wasted no time, and gripped it with two hands, slowly stroking up and down his length for a few strokes, before adding a tongue swirl to his cockhead with each down stroke. She panted, as she felt him stiffen, hearing his moans, in chorus with Brenda's, as Mark's tongue worked her succulent pussy.

Even as she enjoyed the growing heat in her hands, she imagined it was her tongue buried in Brenda's womanhood, and she hoped for a long sleepless night to have her chance.

"Oh, sweetie, you have taught him well," sighed Brenda, as Mark's face was fully buried in her pussy.

Brittney felt a sense of pride that she had, in fact, taught him well. Mark was the best of any of the men she'd been with, at delivering oral pleasure. He was patient and thorough and he truly enjoyed it. It may have been that Brittney was most at ease with Mark and could enjoy it more than her past boyfriends. But, whatever the reason, he was clearly the best. That was until she had experienced Brenda, who proved the age-old adage-- women know how to eat pussy better than men.

Mark's excitement grew from Brenda's praise, and his pace increased.

As Brenda groaned, Brittney plunged the stiffening cockhead cock head into her mouth and hummed her pleasure feeling the thick cock, fill her mouth. With each head bob, she knew she needed to feel it hot and hard inside her. Allen was significantly bigger than Mark and as she imagined what it would take to work it inside her, she sucked, faster, letting her saliva drench his pole for more lubrication.

Her pussy was ready, and he was getting fully hard. Though she wasn't crazy about the taste of cum, she felt the urge to suck the monster dick and feel it pulse in her mouth as she swallowed his load. But she kept her focus, needing to feel the biggest cock of her life filling her hungry pussy. She imagined there would be another opportunity to take him orally before the cruise ended. The immediate need was more selfish in nature, and her throbbing pussy needed attention. Watching Mark munching her new lesbian friend's pussy only made her wetter, hotter, and needier.

On cue, Brenda began to moan louder. "Oh, fuck he's good, Brittney! Oh my God!" she squealed, as if genuinely surprised how good he was.

Brittney pulled off, "I want you inside me," she panted, and turned around, getting on her hands and knees, pointing her ass toward Allen. Her head was positioned near Brenda's tits, giving her access to them, and a view of her husband's face buried in her cunt.

She felt a roller coaster of emotions, as the hard, hot cockhead cock head gently rubbed against her wetness. A lustful frenzy consumed her, with the excitement of her taboo fantasies coming to fruition. Her lust mixed with a touch of jealousy, as she thought Mark seemed to be eating her new friend's pussy a touch more eagerly than he did hers.

In honesty, it was that hint of danger that added to the excitement of bringing other lovers into the bedroom.

Brittney had been the instigator, nearly every time they pushed the envelope. It was she who pushed that first finger into Mark's asshole. Then it became two, while she sucked his cock and let him come in her mouth. She introduced the strap-on and loved watching him beg for her to fuck him as he came with her cock in his ass. When he had gotten carried away by it, she panicked; she had felt things were getting out of control. It was her anxiety that led to insisting they go to therapy for the anal obsession that she'd created.

Then on the cruise ship, it was Brittney who pushed for the hall pass, and the bringing of others into their bedroom. Her heart raced with the excitement of exploring the boundaries, and the fear of losing everything.

Brenda's moans of bliss, the hungry look in Mark's eyes as he serviced another woman, and the feel of the steaming-hot cock pressing into her dripping cunt, was a cocktail of dangerous pleasure that sent her mind and body over the edge.

At that moment, it was all worth it. The risk-reward equation had been masterfully manipulated, and as the granite monster cock, pushed inside her, her body trembled at the apex of bliss. Her moans mingled with Brenda's, as Mark and Allen pushed them both to the limits of pleasure.

Her tongue instinctively extended toward Brenda's nipples, as the huge hot cock bottomed out inside her and Mark moaned, from the taste of a gush of juices from Brenda's soft folds, from her pending climax.

"Ohhhh Gaaaawd," Brittney wailed, as Allen thrust his cock deeper, pushing her walls wider than her pussy had ever seen.

Groans and grunts filled the room, as a fury of lust and pleasure built up in all four of them. Brenda squealed as Brittney's tongue teaseds her nipples, and she watched Brittney rock forward and back from the pounding granite cock filling her completely. That squeal put a smile on Brittney's face, as she saw her husband's face glistening with Brenda's pussy juice, devouring her like an animal with its prey.

Mark's cock was hard as steel again, as he savored the sweet succulence of the new pussy spread open for his pleasure. As he focused on pleasuring the stranger his wife had brought to him, in the recesses of his mind, he knew how lucky he was to have a wife like Brittney. But at that moment, his mind was being consumed by the thought of the taste of heavenly nectar he was about to receive from bringing Brenda to climax.

He had always loved the taste of pussy and never understood how some friends didn't much like it. There was a new level of excitement tasting his first new pussy in years, as he gyrated his head, coating his face in her juices.

Allen fucked his new friend's wife harder and harder, as she groaned with bliss. He'd never done anything like this before, and the taboo feeling made it all the better. He had not been with a woman in some time, but as the chorus of Brittney and Brenda begging for more filled the room, he felt an added degree of excitement, one he had never experienced before. He watched Brittney's ass vibrate in waves from his pounding pelvis, and her pussy lips clung to his shaft as he pulled out, then disappear as he thrust his length deep inside her. Each ass cheek tremor came with a loud echoing scream of pleasure.

"Ooooh, Gaaawwwd, fuck me!" Brittney screamed.

All the while, Brenda sang, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Eat my cunt!" with both hands gripping Mark's head.

Her hips rocked up and down, as she fucked his tongue, building toward the best climax a man had ever given her. The fact that his wife was in the throes of orgasm and drooling on her tits, made it all the better.

As Brittney's climax hit, she managed to squeak, "Coming!" before her mouth locked open, and deep, guttural grunts escaped in waves, rolling from her clit up her abdomen to her diaphragm. If she were capable of rational thought, Brittney would have been embarrassed by the sounds escaping her body.

But her newfound lesbian lover screaming, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" as her body spasmed and hands forced Mark's face into her cunt, nearly drowned her out.

Mark sucked her clit, pummeling it with his tongue tip, as she came in wave after wave. When she reached her limit, she released his head, but Mark was not done-- he wanted more of her sticky, sweet cum, and gripped her thighs, licking the length of her cunt as fast as his head could bob.

Brenda tried to pull back, but he would not relent, and she lost all control. Her head rolled back, mouth agape, back arched, and she pressed her legs into the bed. Her ass raised off the mattress, and Mark's hands gripped her buns as he licked wildly. The orgasm would not stop, and she let it all go, as she blasted Mark's face with hot, bittersweet juices.

He paused, in shock, as the first blast hit, but quickly resumed shoving his tongue against her clit and waggling his head as the second blast drenched his mouth, streaming down his chin onto the bed. He kept his tongue working, milking her climax, until she pressed her body up the bed with her arms, and he released his grip, letting her escape.

She gasped for breath, as she watched her friend quiver in the last few seconds of her climax, still rocking from Allen's pounding thrusts.

As Allen felt Brittney's climax pass, he let himself go with a few final thrusts before pulling out and unloading on her full round ass.

"Oh fuck, ah! Ah! Ah!" he groaned, jizzing on the ass of his fuck buddy's wife.

Brenda pulled Mark up onto her, as Brittney rolled and collapsed next to her. She kissed Mark with a probing tongue, savoring her own cum, before he rolled off onto his back on her left side. His hard-on was obvious as Brenda's mind quickly turned to helping him with his problem.

"I think I'm in love with both your tongues," sighed Brenda, as she gripped Mark's stiff heat and gently stroked him, while they all caught their breath.

Mark released a deep slow sigh, as her soft hand stroked him.

Brittney and Allen lay side by side, holding hands as they recovered. She could feel his cum, coating her ass, being pressed into bedspread. A rush of embarrassment passed through her mind, and she imagined trying to clean it before housekeeping arrived the next day. She also saw the deposit Brenda left for them, as well.

Her train of thought was quickly broken when Brenda asked.

"Your hubby is so hard. Can I please ride his cock, like a country girl in a rodeo?" she teased, in a sad attempt at a country accent.

Brittney rolled to her side and saw Brenda stroking his full-on boner, then smiled at Mark before looking at Brenda. "It looks like you've already got matters in hand, please continue."

Brenda rolled over and straddled Mark, with her palms on his chest, and began to rub her soaked pussy against his shaft. At the same time, Brittney moved down toward the foot of the bed.

"Turn around, Brenda," said Brittney, as she put her knees between Mark's legs and spread them apart.

Brittney looked back over her shoulder, and Brittney gestured her finger in a circle, signaling Brenda to face her.

"Ride backwards? Hope I don't fall off!" teased Brenda, with a growing smile.

She turned and faced Brittney straddling Mark, quickly lowering herself back to saddling his pole with her soaked pussy lips. She looked Brittney in the eyes, and moaned, as she rocked her hips, "He's so fucking hard right now!"

Brittney and Brenda kissed, as Brittney knelt between her husband's spread legs, tasting remnants of her own cum on Brenda's tongue. Mark, gripped Brenda's ass as she rocked herself against him; his eyes darting from her rolling, full ass; to his wife passionately kissing the woman about to ride his cock, while she watched.

His attention turned to Brenda's soaked pussy lips saddling his cock, rubbing it from tip to balls. It felt so good, he thought he could easily come just from her rubbing against him. Brenda groaned as Brittney kissed slowly lower, starting at Brenda's neck then focusing on her tits. The moans became more desperate, and she rose up, gripped his cock and pointed it skyward, before positioning the head between her labia.

Brittney's tongue swirled on her nipples, as Brenda lowered herself onto Mark's rock-hard cock. Her body tingled with electricity from her clit to her nipples, and she moaned with a high-pitched urgency that echoed through the room.

Allen watched, mesmerized, but perfectly content to observe, as it all unfolded before him.

"So fucking hard," squeaked squealed Brenda, as she pushed him balls deep and pulled back up to the tip. Each time she pushed him back in, her groans intensified and her pace quickened. She loved having all eyes on her.

"Fuck... Yes... Oh!" grunted Mark, as he watched her pussy cling to his cock each time she rose up and dropped back down.

Brittney had worked her way down to Brenda's belly, and as she bounced on the cock, Brittney's tongue teased her bellybutton, causing a jolt of tickling goosebumps to erupt on her pelvis.

"Oh my God!" whined Brenda, throwing her head back, letting the horny couple ravage her, with the hot guy watching.

She felt Brittney working lower on her belly, as she leaned back and planted her hands on Mark's chest, riding him faster, her skin slapping and pussy sloshing as she bounced.

Both Mark and Brenda moaned, when Brittney's tongue reached its target. She pressed it flat against her hubby's shaft, hitting Brenda's clit on the downstroke. Brittney could hardly believe how excited she was, tasting another woman's cunt juices on Mark's cock.

Brenda's pace quickened, as the bed bounced along with them. Soon, Mark's familiar grunt, alerted Brittney, that he was on the edge, so she moved her right hand to Brenda's pelvis and rubbed her clit with her thumb. Her hand moved with Brenda, keeping stimulation on her clit and letting her tongue lick them both as they bounced.

Brittney squealed with pleasure, as she sensed Allen move on the bed behind her, and felt his back against her arms and shoulders.

"Oh, fuck! You two are gonna make me come, so fuckin' hard!" exclaimed Brenda, continuing to thrust herself harder onto Mark's cock. She moved her hand from Mark's chest and leaned against Allen's back, who was clearly straddling Mark as well, before she felt Allen's upper body pull away.

Mark's moans grew muffled, as he took Allen into his mouth. Mark's senses were overwhelmed as he was being triple-teamed. With Allen's oozing cock pressed against his mouth, he instantly opened to receive it, feeding him a cocktail of cunt and cock cum, while his wife's gal pal rode his boner like a rodeo champion, And all the while, Brittney's tongue tickled his shaft and balls.

He would never have dared to fantasize about anything like this before the cruise, and suddenly-- he was living it. The need to service the leviathan cock filling his mouth pulled him temporarily back from the edge.

This gave Brenda more time to enjoy what was building to be the best climax of her life. She'd never been with a couple before, let alone husband and wife. At that moment, looking down at her new friend and lover, with Brittney's eyes gazing up at her as she tasted Brenda's cunt on her husband's cock, Brenda had never felt so naughty and powerful in her life.

"He's so fucking hard, thank you," she whimpered, staring into Brittney's brown eyes.

As Brenda closed her eyes, the smell of sex filled the air and she surrendered herself to her building orgasm. Brittney had sensed Mark's distraction and decided to make her new lover work for it. The tickling wet heat of Brittney's tongue retreated along with the rhythmic massage of her thumb on Brenda's clit.

Never breaking stride on Mark's cock, Brenda's eyes opened, and she gazed down in needy desperation, at Brittney's devious grin.

"Oh-- please-- Britt-ney!" she pleaded.

Brittney smiled, breathing in her scent and listening to her thighs slapping against Mark's pelvis. She gazed at her with a taunting expression, as she pondered how much she would make her work for it. Brenda rode Mark with a growing intensity, determined to finish with or without her Brittney, but her eyes were locked on Brittney's, pleading for her tongue.

Allen's moans joined Mark's muffled hum, as he slowly fucked her husband's mouth feeding him Brittney's cum in the process. It was beyond what Brittney had ever imagined when she found the nerve to share her cruise ship fantasy with Mark. As she gazed up at Brenda using her husband's cock, and pleading for Brittney's tongue, she never felt so sexually powerful in her life.

She extended her tongue and waggled it against Mark's nut sack, purposely keeping it out of range of Brenda's plunging cunt. Mark's moans only taunted Brenda more, while the devious little grin never left Brittney's face.

Brenda's pussy sloshed with oozing wetness as she pleaded more desperately.

"Please!"

Brittney relented and began to roll her head in time with Brenda's thrusts, letting her tongue touch her creamy warmth, and savor her juices.

"Oh yes, please," she panted, and Brenda brought her thumb back to her hot stiff button.

"Fuck! I'm gonna come!" screamed Brenda.

Her orgasm hit hard, and her screams of bliss echoed through the room. Brittney kept her thumb and tongue in motion, milking Brenda's orgasm for as long as she could. The bed bounced like a trampoline, as Brenda shuddered uncontrollably, but held on like a bronco rider.

The distraction of the hot cock in need of service could not prevent Mark from his own climax, as Brenda's frenzied ride had him to the edge. Brenda had reached her limit and gripped Brittney's hand and pulled her thumb off her overworked clit. But her moans and bareback bucking continued, needing to give Mark his happy ending to her wild ride.

Brittney focused her tongue on his balls again, as his muffled grunts reached a crescendo.

"Umming --umming," he mumbled, with a mouth full of cock, but Brenda did not seem to notice. His arms were pinned by Allen's thighs, but he managed to grip Brenda's ass and pushed as he drove his ass into the mattress, allowing his cock to slip free as a blast of cum shot onto Brenda's tummy, followed by another eight or so pulsing deposits.

Brenda was spent and leaned back against Allen, and rocked in time with his hip rolls, while Mark struggled to catch his breath, but not relinquish the cock that needed his attention. As cum began to roll down her belly, Brittney moved in, cleaning Mark's jizz off her friend with her tongue, before sucking Mark's cock clean.

Mark was in disbelief, sucking a man's cock, while his wife cleaned another woman's cum from his dick. But as he turned his focus to finishing off Allen, Brenda pulled Brittney onto the bed next to him, and buried her tongue in Brittney's pussy, returning the favor.

Allen then moved into a push-up position, fucking Mark's mouth, as Brittney groaned with pleasure.

"Oh God, Brenda, that feels so good, huh!"

Mark, grunted as he sucked cock next to his wife, who was dyking out with her new plaything. Once again, his sensibilities were in disarray, but he loved every minute of it. He sucked and lapped his tongue, determined to make Allen come in his mouth delighting in the sound of Brittney's pleasure.

Neither of them had thoughts beyond the cruise, and what all this would mean back in the reality of the everyday world. Nor did they have thoughts beyond the animal pleasure of that moment. Mark's focus was on tasting Allen's cum; his revulsion at even the thought of sucking cock, had turned to loving it as much as he loved pussy.

And as Brittney succumbed to the unbridled pleasure of Brenda's tender soft lips devouring her womanhood, she would not soon forget the savage pleasure of the pounding fuck Allen had given her only moments ago.

Brenda and Mark had the same challenge, as they focused on pleasuring their partners orally. Both Brittney and Allen had already come, taking the edge off, so they would have to work that much harder to bring them back to the apex of pleasure. Both kept their lips, tongues, and fingers in constant motion, pleasuring their respective partners.

As the intensity built, and moans grew more desperate, they could sense another race to climax. Mark cupped Allen's balls with one hand, and the base of his pole in the other, wiggling his tongue as he took him as deep as he could. Allen groaned as he began to build toward climax.

Hearing her husband groaning and slurping on the cock that had been inside her earlier, sent Brittney to the edge, but she wanted to savor the moment a bit longer. Her experience had taught her the longer she held out, the more intense the peak. Brenda's eyes looked hungrily up at her, even as her head bobbed, rapidly, and she licked the length of her slit. Each time her tongue hit Brittney's clit, Brittney gasped, being pushed closer to orgasm.

"Oh Brenda," she squealed, as her hand gripped Brenda's head and she rocked her hips, to match her head motion. She could wait no longer, and gave way to a quivering climax, shoving Brenda's face into her oozing cunt, and fucking her tongue like a dog in heat.

Allen, hearing her squeals, was pushed over the edge.

"Oh fuck, take my cum! Oh yes, fuck!" With a series of grunts and groans, Allen pumped blast after blast of creamy, cum into Mark's willing mouth.

Mark groaned and nodded, as Allen filled his mouth with his hot, sticky cream. "Muh, huh. Muh huh, Muh-uh. Muh-uh."

"Holy fuck that's good," groaned Allen, as he continued to slowly fuck Mark's mouth.

Brittney's climax continued for another thirty seconds, as she screamed in time with her raging hips moving at a blurring speed, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!"

When her climax faded, Mark and Brenda licked and sucked their partners clean. And then they all settled on the bed, regaining their composure, side by side, boy-girl-boy-girl-- Allen, Brenda, Mark and Brittney.

Mark and Brittney lay in the remnants of cum and quickly encouraged the others to join them under the covers. Once settled in, the silence was awkward.

Until Allen broke the ice, "Thank you for inviting me tonight, I will never forget..."

"Oh God, yes! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" added Brenda."

She rolled over and put an arm across Mark's chest and brought her knee across Mark's thighs.

"No, no, thank you," Brittney, sighed, and Mark agreed.

"I hope this is the beginning of a beautiful quadruple," teased Brenda.

"Yes, yes," said the others, in unison, and they all laughed.

"So many possibilities, and so little time," pondered Brittney.

Mark grinned, and gave her a kiss on the cheek before turning to Brenda and kissing her on the mouth.

Brittney smiled, and rolled toward Allen, lying across him, as Brenda had done on Mark.

"Don't want you to get lonely," she whispered, as her knee slid upward and she rested her thigh on his softened cock.

He kissed her slowly, and she responded with a swirling tongue. He sighed and reciprocated and when she broke the kiss, Brittney added in a louder voice. "How 'bout a little sleep, and we explore those possibilities in the morning?"

"Mm-hmm," they hummed, in unison.

Bodies flushed with endorphins, they all breathed slowly and steadily, until one by one, they drifted into a deep, contented sleep.

To be continued.