The Cruise

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In 2019, I did a cruise around the Indian Ocean. Now that I am living on my own, I visit my mother two or three times a year over in Australia. *And on at least one of these visits, we go on a cruise, for although she is now in her nineties, she still loves to travel. *On this cruise, we took in the ports of Mauritius, Seychelles, Madagascar, and Reunion Island. *It was an Italian ship, so the only person who spoke any English to us on the first day was an Italian lady from the cabin directly opposite ours. *She and her husband came out of their cabin and she said good morning to us.Two days later, again we bumped into them leaving the cabin, this time we spoke a few more words and found out that she was actually English, but had married when she was eighteen and had lived in Italy ever since. *They introduced themselves as Wendy and Vittorio. *It turned out that this was their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, and the cruise was her husband's anniversary gift to her. *It was evidently their first holiday in eight years, and from some other facts she let slip, I deduced she was forty-three.Vittorio was very Italian-looking and didn?t speak English all that well considering he had an English wife. *My snap judgment of him was that he wasn?t your typical excited, passionate Italian, but rather timid and quiet. *Wendy certainly made all the conversation, but I thought it could be he came across as quiet because of his poor English. *Another hasty opinion I made, was that Wendy was quite plain looking, but with a very trim figure; dark hair and very suntanned, her face was weathered dry. *I learnt later, they had a fruit and vegetable business, and every day not out in the fields, was spent in a market stall selling their goods. *So they were both in the sun all day, every day.I bumped into them several times over the next week, and her lovely smiles had me re-evaluating my first impression that she was plain. * She always seemed so pleased to see and talk with me, I started to have naughty thoughts about ?what if?? *But that was ridiculous, and I just shoved those thoughts aside.Into our second week, we had progressed from smiles and hello?s to the European kiss on each cheek (instigated by her I might add, I got a bit of a shock when she reached forward and kissed me in front of her husband the first time). *After that, I would take the initiative and give her a hug and a kiss on each cheek each time we met.Any free time that I had on the cruise, I spent writing and often would skim through other people's stories, I had stored on my iPad, to see how they described certain things and try and improve my writing. *I read a story that was purportedly true, about some seventy-year-old man that was bonking lots of much younger married ladies. *He just went up to them and laid out what he wanted to do to them and 90% complied. *The story was quite unbelievable at the end, but it did get me thinking, as I?m approaching seventy, what Wendy would do if *I approached her. *You would never know if you didn?t ask, I figured. *But that's the problem, in this day of #MeToo, you have to be very sure of the situation before you step out of line like that.In all the ports we visited, my mother and I would book one of the numerous tours that were offered. With a week or so of the cruise left, we arrived in Nosy Be, Madagascar, and booked a cruise out to some Islands on a catamaran. *It was a fantastic day, first stop was at an island where we walked in the forest and saw snakes, tortoises, geckos, and most importantly, lemurs. *There was also a vibrant market, where one could fill up on colourful t-shirts, carvings, and all sorts of touristy paraphernalia.There were seven Polish ladies on this outing and I was immediately attracted to one of them, and her to me. *But as the day wore on, I became increasingly frustrated at the language difficulties. *Her speaking no English and I speaking no Polish. *As you can imagine, by the end of the day when we returned to the ship, I was extremely horny and frustrated. *I escorted my mother to the cabin, then went for a walk around the upper decks, to allay my frustration. *At the end of my walk, I ran into Wendy, walking along the corridor, she was returning from the Gym. *I gave her a hug, kiss on each cheek, and told her she looked stunning, ?What a figure,? I said. *As I walked with her back to our cabins, I piled the compliments on. *She blushed and looked very embarrassed, but I could see she was enjoying the attention. *When we got to our cabins she opened her door and I pushed it open for her, as they are very heavy. *As she went past me, I grabbed her bum and gave it a squeeze. *As I let the door go, I saw her husband waving hello, and she gave me a cheeky wiggle of her bum.I turned and entered our cabin, wondering if I should have followed her in.*The next day, with only four days of the cruise left, I stepped out of the lift just before lunch to see our neighbours disappearing around to their cabin ahead of me. *I sped up to catch them and came up behind Wendy just as hubby was opening the door. *I put a hand on each of her shoulders and dug my thumbs into the muscles on each side of her spine. * I kneaded into them, which drew a sigh of, ?Oh! That?s nice, I do hope that is you, Dave.?Hubby looked at me, ?She loves a massage, she?s been complaining about the cost of massages on the ship, and the fact we can?t afford them.??Well, I?ve worked giving massages, so I?m happy to oblige,? I replied. *This being a bit of a white lie, but I have done massage courses over the years, and often thought I should run massage clinics in my spare time, but never actually got around to doing it.So Göztepe Escort (http://www.34rty.com/) as they entered the room, I just followed, still kneading her shoulders. *She hesitated a bit as we got fully into the room, and said, ?It would be nice but I really couldn?t.?Vittorio immediately piped up, ?Don?t be silly, he?s offering you a free massage, we have nothing else to do.?So while the iron was hot, I moved her over to their bed and told her to lie face down. *She was still very reluctant, but with hubby just nodding at her to go on, she turned to me and asked, did she have to remove any clothes.I told her that it was up to her, she could leave everything on but it's always much better on bare skin. She just turned away from me and removed her white top, not as big a deal as I first thought, as she had her bikini on, so I said for her to take off the skirt as well. It was a yellow string bikini with ties at the sides, it wasn?t all that brief, in fact, it was very conservative. *As she lay face down, I asked, ?I don?t suppose you have any oil??Vittorio jumps up, ?Yes, Wendy has some in the bathroom.? And comes back with two beach towels and a tall bottle with flowers visible in the body oil. *He helped her to stand again, laid down the towels, and then directed her back onto the towels. I noticed she was giving him dirty looks.I rubbed my hands together to get them warm, then proceeded to rub oil into her shoulders and started to massage some knots I could feel there. After about ten minutes, I asked her if it was all right, ?Not too hard, is it??She sounded a bit surprised, ?No, it's just the right pressure, you really do know how to massage. I?m sorry I doubted you.??Not just a pretty face.? Was my corny reply, and I moved down her spine searching out tight areas and kept applying oil as it soaked in. *I was having to miss the strap of her bikini bra. *So I asked if we could undo it as I didn?t want to get oil on it. *She went to reach back, but I stopped her and said, ?Just relax," and indicated to Vittorio to come and undo it, as I had oil on my hands. *My dirty mind was wanting to see how far he was prepared to go. *He jumped up untied the knot and pulling the ties from her shoulders as well, he let them all drop onto the towel. *You could clearly see the side of her breasts, so I gave him a wink and a thumbs-up, directing my gaze to her breasts.He smiled back at me and indicated I should massage them, as he went back to the sofa. I was in no doubt now that he was wanting this to go a lot further.When I got to the small hollows at the base of her spine, I spent some time there as I know this is always an area that is sore and that it feels bloody good if you knead out all the tension there.I skipped her glutes, knowing it was far too soon to think about removing her bikini bottoms, and I started massaging down her legs. *I lifted her feet, resting them on my shoulder, and massaged her calves. *When I lay each leg back on the bed, I made sure I spread each leg about four inches wider.Now I started back up her legs, and when I got to the crease under her ass cheeks I called Vittorio over to undo her bikini bottom. *Wendy tried to get up, saying, ?I think I?ve had enough now.?But Vittorio was over in a flash, telling her not to be silly, he was here in the room and it was all right. Well, he spoke in Italian, but it was easy to get the gist of what he was saying. *He undid the ties on each side and let the back of the bikini bottom fall down between her legs. * She tried to snap her legs closed, but I was ready for this, having moved my hands down to the inside of her knees.*I held them apart, till she gave up with an annoyed groan, then started massaging up the inside of her thighs. She was really tense, and with good reason, as she knew I had a wonderful view of her slit standing out proudly through her hairy black bush. *Vittorio was still standing there beside me and he beamed at me and indicated I should touch it. *I just shook my head and mouthed to him, ?not yet, go sit down.?I moved up onto her glutes and dug my fingers in. *When I?m getting a massage, this is the area that I get the most pleasure from, so I know how to work this. *And within seconds I saw her start to relax. After a few minutes I finished them off with a thoroughly good shaking, something else I know feels just sublime. *I went above her glutes and did some more work on her lower back, then down over her glutes again, giving them a little more attention, then started on her thighs, sneaking my fingers around very close to her pussy. *She would tense up when I got close, but then visibly relax when I moved down her thighs again.I motioned Vittorio over and told him to massage her bum, while I went down her legs to her feet. He tried to copy what I had been doing. *This let me massage down her legs and subtly move her legs further apart. *When she felt me working on her feet, but still felt hands kneading her butt, she woke up and turned and saw it was Vittorio. *She gave him a blast in Italian, which I think was somewhat along the lines of, ?What do you think you are doing you, dirty bugger.?He moved his hands up to her shoulders and while he rubbed these, he was whispering consoling words in her ear. She calmed and relaxed down, so I moved back up her legs until I had my thumbs massaging just each side of her swollen pussy lips. *I would dig them deep into the crease inside the top of her legs then squeeze them together, watching the juice ooze out between the lips. *She had given up, she just lay there, so I moved one hand up onto her lower back to hold her and slipped a finger deep into her cunt. Göztepe Escort Bayan (http://www.34rty.com/) *As I started to move it in and out, she lifted her head up and gave Vittorio a final burst in English, ?Well, you bastard, are you happy now?!* You have another man feeling up your wife.? *And she slumped back to the bed in resignation.Vittorio tried some more consolatory words, then gave up and went over and sat on the sofa again.She lifted up and turned to me, ?You may as well fuck me now, all you men are the same.?I leaned in beside her ear, ?I don?t want to fuck you. I would, however, very much like to make love to you and give you an exquisite orgasm, if you would let me.?She grunted something in reply. *So I just let it be and proceeded to work on giving her some satisfaction. *It took a while but slowly as I fingered her and worked on her ?G? Spot, and gave her clit some attention, there was some movement in her hips. *I moved my other hand up to the side of her breast and tried to wriggle it under to get at a nipple. *She rolled to the side and let me get to it, I gently pulled and squeezed it between my forefinger and thumb.She liked this and squirmed her butt around, as I now tried to push three fingers deep inside. This went on for ten minutes or more, till she was actively humping my fingers, and had rolled her upper body around to give me full access to her breast. *?God! You have an exquisite body, you look like a Greek goddess. Fucking sexy, I will probably cum before I get anywhere near you.? *The words seemed to remove any last doubts she may have had. *As she moaned and increased the movements of her hips.*She was well past to point of no return, so I slid the hand from her breast, down and under her hips and lifted her up onto her knees. *I pulled her down till she knelt right on the foot of the bed, then dropped to my knees on the floor and buried my face in her cunt. *It was fantastic, really wet and I swooned on the rich aroma of her sex.She pushed hard back into my face, trying to get as much contact and stimulation as she could, this let me free up both hands and reach forward to roughly grab and knead her tits. *When I latched onto her nipples now, she became very animated, and I could see she was going to cum.I released one tit and using that hand, slammed two fingers deep into her cunt, head bent sideways, sucking at her clit, I started ramming my fingers in as deep as I could get them. *She arched her back and came hard, she was pushing back against me so hard, I had to fight to stay upright. *As she came down from her orgasm, I pulled her up on the bed and lay beside her. *Cradling her head on my shoulder, I held her tight.?That was fantastic, you looked divine as you came.??But you didn?t come?? she asked.?I?ll come next time, I think there are a couple more orgasms in you yet.??No, I?m too sensitive for anymore. I?ll have to bring you off by hand.? And she reached down and took a hold of my now, semi-hard prick.I reached down and pushed her legs apart, then cupped my hand over her mound, slipping one finger in. *She tried to close her legs to stop me, saying she was far too sensitive again. *But I just held it there against her, unmoving, until she relaxed.?Tell me how you wound up married in Italy.? * *?I was born and brought up in the East End of London, we were dirt poor. I had a pretty tough time, I was good-looking when I was young.??Your good looking now,? I replied. ?I love it when you smile, and you have the body of a twenty-year-old.?She raised her eyebrows, but she was clearly pleased with the compliment.?I?m not, but anyway I was abused by an uncle and planned to get away from home at any opportunity I could. *I hated the place.? *She hesitated, then seemingly with her thoughts in order, continued. *?I met a guy when I turned eighteen, and we planned together to go to Italy on holiday, we saved and I tried to learn Italian. *It was OK at first, but after a couple of weeks travelling with him, I found he was as bad as every other male I had ever met. * He just wanted my body, as often as he could get me to put out. *We hitchhiked all the way to Sicily, and when we were heading back up to Rome, our relationship was getting pretty tense.? *?Then in a Cafe where we stopped for lunch one day, I got talking to the waiter, ?Vittorio?. *The boyfriend got jealous, and we had a massive argument, and he stormed out. Vittorio said I could stay with him and his brother for a few days. I agreed and I?ve never been back to England.?I was moving the palm of my hand around on her clit as she talked, just slowly so she hardly noticed. *I also felt around gently with the finger and was encouraged when her legs relaxed and fell apart a little. ?What did you mean when you asked Vittorio if he was happy that you were with another man now???Oh! He?s always been at me since early in our marriage that he wanted to watch me with someone else. *It was his brother at first, evidently, they had shared all their girlfriends until I came on the scene. But with my upbringing, there was no way I was going for that. *He?s tried over the years with other men, but the last ten years I thought he had given up. *Then when we started meeting you around the place, he started pushing me to flirt with you.??Well, I?m bloody happy he did, as this is the best I?ve felt in years.? *And I gave her mound a squeeze. This time I got a little return pressure from her hips.We talked some more, with my hand and finger getting more active. When she started responding with some enthusiasm, I slipped another finger in and used one of the others on her ass. *This got quite a good reaction, and Escort Göztepe (http://www.34rty.com/) when I bent and started sucking on her nipples, she was full-on, responding to everything I gave her.Soon I had her legs on my shoulders and was donkey deep, pounding away, bringing her to her second orgasm. * It was a much bigger one than her first, and left her vibrating and twitching around for a good two minutes after I withdrew. *Vittorio came and lay beside us on the bed and we talked a bit. *I noticed she was a bit annoyed still with him still.?You shouldn?t be angry with Vittorio. I look at him and see a man that is very much in love with you.??I don?t understand why he wants to watch me with another man. *It seems wrong and he can?t think much of me, that he wants me to do that,? she said.?I think you have that all wrong. *Men when they love a woman, want what is best for them. *I think he feels he can?t give you everything you deserve, and he gets a huge high out of seeing you come. *It?s something really special to make a woman orgasm, but it's another kind of special, to be able to sit and watch her come. * I?ve experienced this and it?s almost as good as coming yourself, and maybe for Vittorio it's even better for him, seeing you come so hard, and a double orgasm at that.?Vittorio had been nodding agreement as I spoke. *I could see her thinking about this, then she turned to him and said sorry and kissed him. *I said I would leave and come back later; ?after the show, is that OK?? *They both just nodded to me and I got up and left. *At the door I turned to watch them for a minute, it was obvious they were about to make love, he was in the process of getting between her legs. *So I let the door close gently and went to lunch.I went to the show with my mother that night, great shows on this ship, but I just couldn?t concentrate. Couldn?t stop thinking of joining Wendy and Vittorio afterwards, and it had me getting hornier and hornier, as the show went on. *It?s a huge theatre on this ship, right up in the bow, you can get to it from either decks 2, 3, or 4. *But I?ve never seen anyone enter from Deck 4, as you are way up in the gods, close under the ceiling and a long way from the stage. *Mum and I usually sat down on level 2, as this was a little above the level of the stage and you could always get a seat just a couple of rows back from the front.When we got back to the cabin, I said I was going for a walk around the deck. *I knew that Wendy and Vittorio had also gone to the show, so I did go for a little walk, to give them time to get settled. *Then headed down to knock on their door. *Full of nerves and worried, they may now be having second thoughts, I lightly knocked on the door.Wendy answered she was in quite a sexy nighty, very shear, with nothing underneath. *She went to wave me in, one arm across her breasts, which struck me as funny, because you could clearly see her dark bush between her legs. *I pulled her out into the hallway, knowing that no one was there, and pulled her arm away from her tits and pinched her nipples.?Not here, someone will come.? As she tried to pull away.But I held her, ?Exciting isn?t it, someone could come around the corner and see these. I want to uncover them before we go in.? And I lifted her nighty clear up to her neck, exposing her.She blushed red and backed into the room. *I followed her in removing my shorts and ?T? Shirt, as I went. *Wendy climbed into bed alongside Vittorio and motioned for me to lie beside her.We all cuddled and talked and before too long I was between her legs bringing her to another climax. Vittorio rolled onto her as soon as I had finished and took his time while I played with her breasts. She came again.?So much for the lady who can only have one orgasm,? I said, lying beside her. ?How many is that today??Wendy looked embarrassed, but Vittorio answered for her. ?She?s had five, another one after you left at lunchtime, and those two just now.?Then Wendy answered, ?I never knew it could be like this, I?ve been so horny all day. Will we see you tomorrow???Yes, I?d better go and get my beauty sleep, if I?m to have the energy. I?ll see you about 11:00, OK.??No, we have a tour in Toamasina tomorrow at 1:00 pm. We are going to see the Lemur reserve.??See you at 9:00 am then.?The next morning I woke thinking about what I could do with Wendy today. I wanted to ramp things up and get her out of her comfort zone. And I thought I had just the plan.9:00 am saw me outside their door with my electric razor in my pocket.She opened the door to my knock, dressed in a skirt and blouse, they had just come down from breakfast and Vittorio was already settling himself on the couch to watch. *I took her over to the bed and slipped my hands around her waist, then slid them up to hold her breasts. * I squeezed them gently, then rubbed her nipples with my thumbs. *She turned to me, ?That always turns me on, I can?t resist if they?re played with.? *She reached down and unzipped my shorts, trying to get my old fella out. *I pushed her from me and undid her skirt, letting it drop to the floor, then hocked my fingers in the waistband of her knickers and slit them down to drop on top of the skirt.I lay her on her back on the bed. She opened her legs, thinking I wanted her straight away, but I signalled to Vittorio to come over and hold her hands above her head. He was over in a flash, moving up against the headboard and taking a hold of her hands,She lay her head back and closed her eyes, and I withdrew the electric razor, turned it on and held the body of the razor against her clit. *She murmured, that it felt nice and opened her legs wider. *Then I clicked open the trimmer and started to run it down through her pubic hair.She snapped her head up and tried to rip her hands free from Vittorio?s grasp. *l was then looking down between her legs, she moaned, ?Oh! You can?t shave me, I?ll look like a ten-year-old girl.?*Vittorio was beaming encouragement at me,