Aw!  Have we got to the end already?  Not quite.  Here is part 5a of the story as things are winding-up and winding-down as the tale of  Martin and Michelle begins to cum…I mean come to a close.  I hope you’ve all been enjoying it thus far.

And just as a warning this will include one scene of oral male Bisex, if it’s not your thing then I’ll see you next time.

Anyway, for those who’ve waited patiently here’s the finale.  I hope you enjoy it.

BEFORE THE PARTY STARTS

I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling.  I’m in a bed on my back looking up, but I’m not sure where I am.  I only know my head hurts with a weird buzz of what can only be described as a mild hangover.  I wondered why before recalling that after a brief pause the previous night, we had a quick drink in between and our salacious adventure occurred well over a couple of hours, plus drinks with the meal meant we were well-toasted.

  I dared to turn my head to see around the room and immediately recognise it as ours.

  Phew!

  I guess the next step is to see the people I’m in bed with, however, after a quick perusal I was happy it was just Michelle.

  Double phew!

  I tried to recall what had happened the previous evening as my brain felt somewhat squashed inside my skull.  I remember how Dan and Pam 69’d in front of us as Michelle and I engaged in mutual masturbation till both of us came.

  After that we had a drink and were seduced by the two of them, with both ladies being fucked on all fours, the two of them joined at the mouth, but what happened after that?  I tried to recall the rest of the evening past that drink.  What happened next?

  “Wow!  We’ve not done that before!” said I to everyone in the room.  “You okay ‘chelle?”

  Michelle, lying naked face down on the bed, legs splayed, her long, black hair dishevelled doesn’t even move her face as she gives a thumbs up as she gives a dirty laugh.

  I take it that’s a yes.

  “Let’s have another drink,” suggested Dan as he made his way back to the drinks.  I gathered our glasses and took them over as he quickly refilled them with less concern over where the liquid went and quite a bit of spillage caused.  I took mine and Michelle’s drinks over to the bed and tapped her on the shoulder.  She lifted her head, sending her long dark hair flicking back, some of it into one of the glasses.

  “This one is yours,” I remarked, passing her the one with her hair curved over the top dipping into the drink.  Michelle took it and downed it, scrunching her nose up as the sharpness of the drink made its presence felt.  Still, I felt like I couldn’t be seen to be a wimp by sipping so knocked my glass back also.

  “Jeez, that felt more than a double,” I challenged as the sauce seemed to rattle my head.  So, what’s next?” I queried, still somehow feeling like I wanted more as all of us mooched around naked like it was the most normal thing in the world.

  “We could always try a daisy chain,” suggested Pam, a mischievous grin on her lips.

  “What’s a daisy chain?” Michelle asked, her eyes containing a demonic twinkle.

  “Shall we show them?” Pam asked her husband as the leered at each other in the same manner before Pam jumped off the bed as giddy as a kid at Christmas.  “Okay!  So, Michelle, you need to lie across the top of the bed, head on the right, feet to the left, or vice versa.  Whichever way you’re comfortable”.

  “O-Kay,” Michelle replied as she moved into position.

  “All right, Martin.  You lie, face between Michelle’s legs and feet going towards the end of the bed,” Pam orchestrated, gesturing with her hands as to where I should go.

  “Head between Michelle’s legs.  That’s my second favourite position,” I informed everyone, getting a chuckle of appreciation.

  “Then I go here,” Pam said as she led across the bed, her head between my legs, and at that point I’m pretty sure Michelle and I both worked out where Dan was about to place himself as he got on the bed, his head between Pam’s legs and his already swelling tool easily accessible to Michelle’s mouth.  “Okay, everyone…tuck in!”

  With that I felt the warm welcome sensation of Pam’s mouth sucking on my end as her hubby moved his face up to her slit, his tongue slurping away at her opening.  I moved my head to see Michelle grasp Dan’s prick before wrapping her lips around it leaving me as, seemingly the odd-one-out before I moved my head forward to feast on Michelle’s tasty, fleshy undercarriage.

  I moved my head forward and slid my tongue over her hood and down her slit and back again, my arms reaching up to massage her boobs.  Pam’s tongue lashed around my helmet as she moved her hand up and down my shaft.  Every now and then I’d hear a moan or a sigh or a throaty groan a the sensations of someone’s mouth on our bits proved too much of a distraction, the four of us connected like some decadent möbius band with no beginning or end, connected mouth to cock to mouth to pussy, tongues licking, mouths sucking, a circle of delight that could only turn on more and more and more and more, each of us begging, craving release but seemingly trapped within the round, slave to our sex whilst torn to still provide oral stimulation to the person in front, my tongue gliding over Michelle, tasting her juices whilst Pam’s mouth moved up and down my length with Dan giving and receiving opposite me as sounds of sex filled the room.

  “HMMM!  Oh god!” Pam exhaled.

  “Fucking Hell, Michelle,” Dan groaned.

  “Oh my God, Martin,” Michelle sighed.

  “Your mouth is fucking electric,” I told Pam as the four of us carried ourselves forward on this crescendo of lust, fuelled by a generous amount of Vodka and coke.  I could start to feel my tool get more and more sensitive as Pam lovingly nursed my end, my glutes and the back of my thighs twitching, pushing my cum down my cock, all the while feeling Michelle’s legs tremble around my head as her orgasm started to build.  All of us could feel that we were each near release and the sounds of lapping, sucking and slurping seemed to increase with ever more present murmurs of appreciation.

  “Oh yeah”.

  “Fucking Hell”.

   “Oh God”.

   “Mmmm”.

  I couldn’t even tell you who was saying what and if any of them were even me.  The first to crack was Pam who let me cock plop out of her mouth as Dan’s oral skills sent her crashing towards her inevitable conclusion.

  “FUCK!  That’s good!  OH FUCK!  OH…Hmmmm!” Pam yelled as she clenched her legs around Dan’s head.

  “Oh, fuck me, Michelle!  Keep sucking!  Oh God…” Dan trailed away as he shot his cum into Michelle’s mouth.  Pam returned her lips to my tool, her hand moving along the shaft quicker as she sucked on the end trying to pump the cum out of me…and she succeeded.

  “Christ, Pam.  I’m gonna…” I began, but it was too late as she took my seed in her mouth and sucked hungrily till nothing more was gonna spurt from the tip (for now).  All of us looked at Michelle, the literal queen of holding off her orgasm, although I could tell she was close.  We all looked at her with lustful intent.

  “Bring her here!” Pam ordered.  I grabbed Michelle by the ankles and pulled her legs so her pussy was down with Pam who dive headfirst into her delightfully moist minge, I took one nipple in my mouth and Dan took the other, all of us working together to stimulate the most sensual parts of my wife’s body and it clearly worked.  Michelle looked down at all of us, her eyes wide, her mouth O-shaped in shock and joy before her head rocked back and she gripped the bedsheets in orgasmic ecstasy.

  “OH MY FUCKING GOD!  THAT IS SO…OH!” Michelle screamed as her body went rigid, her neck bright pink almost as though she was being electrocuted before her entire body went limp.  For a minute none of us knew if we’d broken my wife before she raised her left arm to the sky and shouted…

  “ANOTHER DRINK!”

  “Oh, my head,” Michelle moaned as she woke up next to me.  She turned to me, running her hand over her forehead and through her hair.  “Did we drink a lot last night?”

  “I think it’s the combination of the alcohol and the exertions,” I informed her.  For a moment she stared vacantly into space before her eyebrows raised as she remembered some of the previous evening’s events.

  “Oh my!  I remember…vaguely…Dan and Pam?” Michelle asked.  I nod.

  “Yeah, I was just recalling bits of last night when you woke up,” I added as I got out of bed to make a cup of coffee.

  “How the Hell did we wind up back here on our own then?” Michelle queried further.

  “No idea, but I tell you this with neither jest nor sarcasm, I am completely sexed out,” I confessed as I tried to blink my hangover away (wondering why we all try to do that).  “I tell you, no sex for me today”.

  “Ugh!  Me too,” Michelle replied as I brought two black coffee’s back to bed.  “What would you say to a day relaxing on the ship?”

  “I’d say ‘Hello, day of relaxing on the ship’,” I joked back as we clinked our cups together and drank the black, tar coffee down, not knowing that this day, what I wanted at the start of the day and what I wound up having by the end of the day would be wildly different.

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  We walked along the deck to the pool area where the sun-loungers were all laid out looking forward to getting a tan and relaxing the day away, however as we got to the pool we were in for our first shock of the day.

  Most of the guests were now naked.

  Michelle and I just stood there for a moment feeling a strange sense of butterflies and untethered excitement and we didn’t really know why?  We’d seen a number of these people nude like Anne, Dan and Pam and had heard Bob and Betty have raucous foursome sex but seeing them out here relaxed like this in a non-sexual way (or so we thought) just seemed oddly quiet.  On some loungers there was the odd person still covered up but on the whole nudity ruled.

  “I didn’t expect this,” I confessed to Michelle.

  “Uh-huh.  This is new,” Michelle agreed.  We looked at each other, considered how good the Sun felt on the bits that were exposed and removed our swimwear before grabbing a lounger.

  “Hey, you guys made it,” Bob replied, his body looking decidedly better without clothes as it revealed his body was more wide than fat.  Although it didn’t look as good as his wife’s next to him.  Betty looked incredible without her swimsuit.  Her breasts had retained their majesty in spite of her age and she had a figure that was just lean, carrying the merest amount of fat that gave her a plentiful shape.

  “Good to see you embracing the dress code, too,” Betty remarked, looking the two of us up and down, a smile playfully drawing across her features.

  “Well it seemed like the right time,” Michelle replied before laying a towel onto the lounger next to Bob and Betty and laying down.

  “Word of advice though.  I’d double up on sun protection in your tan-line bits.  They’re the last thing you want to burn,” Betty advised, gesturing on her own body where she meant and drawing our eyes to them again.

  “Of course,” I replied, remembering that we’d covered all areas but there so far.  I applied lotion to the other me, whilst Michelle smeared lotion on her boobs and between her legs.  I could see Bob and Betty looking over at her licking their lips and I was pretty sure that others around the pool were probably ogling her as well.  We lay back and relaxed, feeling slightly sexier than we when we left but both still feeling resolute to enjoying a relaxing day by the pool.

  “Hey!  Good to see you both made it,” said Pam, enthused that we’d appeared as she dropped over the deck, after emerging from the pool, wringing out that long blonde hair of hers, her tight body in contrast to my wife’s fuller figure and Betty’s more normal bod, although all three were great to look at.

  “Yeah. We were a bit rough this morning though,” Michelle admitted.  “Did Dan make it?” she asked as if a passing remark but clearly she was wondering where her previous night’s fuck-Buddy was?

  “Gone to get drinks,” Pam replied with a smile as she flicked her hair back like she was a playboy centrefold.  I glanced at Michelle who was wearing a vexed expression.

  “Where does he keep his money?” Michelle asked, causing all of us to burst out in hysterical laughter at the question’s obvious innuendo.  All three of us were crying with laughter when a very  naked Dan walked over with two drinks looking confused.

  “What did I miss?” Dan questioned, innocently.

  “Honey, you don’t want to know,” Pam replied, whilst Michelle remained silent and red-faced.

  “Er, okay,” Dan replied after placing a loving kiss on his wife’s lips whilst squeezing her ass-cheeks.  “Hey, you two.  Feeling okay?”

  “A little worse for wear, weren’t we, sweet?” I ask Michelle.

  “Sore heads, sore other places, but totally worth it,” Michelle acknowledged.  I considered that and nodded.

  “Okay.  We’re going to meet some other folks now but I take it we'll see you tonight?” Dan asked.  I peeked over at Michelle and saw her nodding enthusiastically.  I felt a little bit jealous at that but managed to reign it in.  I then took the time to scan the deck and take in some of the other people here who I hadn’t really gotten to know yet.  I could see three couples who stood out immediately.

  The first couple contained the silver haired gent with beard whom I spied engaged in a threesome with Pam on our second night.  He was led next to a young looking silver-haired lady who, from the neck down, did not seem silver haired at all, especially as both of them were shaved down below.  Next to them was a blonde couple a good twenty to twenty-five years younger.  I had no idea who they were as we hadn’t really bumped into them on the cruise so far.  He looked around six foot, broad shouldered and had a Nordic vibe about him, as did his other half although she looked to be about a foot shorter than he was and much slimmer.

  The final couple were one I also only knew half of, with the black guy from Pam’s threesome earlier in the week sat, naked with his wife, a brunette in the same mould as my Michelle but slightly less heavy on the hips and the boobs, the two of them seemingly asleep soaking up the rays.

  Others milled and mooched around and I did my best to spy on them through my sunglasses without seeming to be too suspicious and I know Michelle was doing the same.  As the day progressed and our hangovers waned our horniness returned as did two people I’d started to know very well.

  “Darlings.  Good to see you embrace our uniform,” Anne intoned, as she strode towards us, Terence following closely behind her also without a stitch on.  As soon as I saw Anne my cock flexed involuntarily, something Anne immediately noticed.

  “Hey, Anne.  Glad you approve of us wearing it,” I replied to the woman who’d taken our group sex cherry.  She stood at the end of our loungers, hands on her hips like an aging supermodel, her body taut rather than tight, as the sun streamed over her body the shadows formed by the light seemed to amplify every part of her.

  “Hello, T,” Michelle stated past Anne, which piqued my curiosity as I didn’t know she was that into Terence.

  “Oh hey, Anne.  How are you?…Oh, never better, Michelle, yourself?” Anne mocked my wife’s blanking of her, causing her to go just as red as earlier.  “It’s clear you’ve got your eye on Terence’s prize.  Hasn’t she, dear?”

  “Huh?  Sorry what?” asked Terence, absent-mindedly.

  “Feel like I’m invisible,” Anne said to me, crossing her arms and shaking her head, but clearly playing for fun.

  “Here, grab a seat,” I suggested, moving my legs to the left, allowing Anne to place her naked ass on my towel, which she did, with Terence doing the same with my wife’s lounger.

  “I wasn’t ignoring you.  I just…no-one brings T into conversations and he always seems…” Michelle trailed off, unable to find the right final word that was descriptive enough but not too insulting.

  “Awkward?  He is awkward, but he’s my awkward,” Anne flirted with her hubby, leaning forward and kissing him, whilst giving his dick a bit of a stroke, waking up Terence’s impressive length, which definitely caught Michelle’s eye.  I noticed Michelle grab her phone and started tapping away on screen.  I then heard my phone vibrate.  I picked it up and looked at the messages.

Need to tell you something

    What is it?

I want to have an adventure on my own today

    Really?  What happened to "not feeling it today"?

Just feel really turned on by all this naked flesh

    Me too

Why don’t you have a solo adventure then?

    Good idea.  Meet you back at our cabin after?

Deal.  Love you, Babe

    Love you too.  Enjoy yourself.

  “Look at this, little lady,” Terence said to Michelle, pulling her attention back to him.

  “Huh?” Michelle replied, her eyes going between his legs.

  “No.  I meant you sat between Bob and I,” Terence pointed out.  Michelle’s face scrunched into a frown.

  “I think he means it’s like the other night,” Bob explained, turning to face Michelle, his rod starting to respond to the nakedness around him.  “When we said you were sitting between your two Dads,” Bob reminded her.

  “Well…perverted uncles,” Terence corrected him.  Michelle looked between the two of them and turned to me with a secretive grin she was trying hard to keep from becoming too noticeable, raising her eyebrows to indicate what she was planning to do.  I couldn’t believe she was considering it, but clearly I didn’t know my Michelle.

  “Hey, how about the three of us go get a drink?  Me and my perverted uncles?” Michelle suggested to both Terence and Bob.  They both bolted up at this, as this younger woman’s attention clearly stoked their interest.

  “That would be something we could do,” Bob concurred, whilst placing his feet in his sliders.  Terence nodded in agreement before looking back at his wife.

  “As long as that’s okay with you, dear?” Terence queried with his missus, Michelle gazing at Anne for approval for her to borrow her husband and Bob.

  “Oh sure, why would I want you old farts here when I can sit next to this young, hot, stud!” said Anne as she rinsed the two of them.  Terence got up, impassively and held out his arm so Michelle could link hers through, with Bob doing the same on the other side.

  “Have fun!” I shouted, with Michelle just smiling back and raising her eyebrows as she walked away, leaving Anne and I giggling as Michelle began her solo adventure.

  “She’ll eat them alive,” I remarked as all three of them walked away.

  “You’re probably right,” Anne agreed. “I remember my first group sex time.  It made me feel insatiable, like I wasn’t in control and I couldn’t stop”.

  “And now?” I asked, partly fearing for my own safety.

  “It’s fine now.  I just take it as it comes,” Anne replied, shaking her hair back with a flick of her head.  She was a truly beautiful woman and her older years had done nothing to dim that beauty.  She was the kind of woman who made you feel blessed just by talking to you.

  “Hey, where’s Terence and Michelle gone?” Dan asked, as he and Pam walked back over to us.

  “They’ve gone to have a good time with my husband,” Betty announced, reminding me she was there.  I kind of felt bad for giving all my attention to the magnetic Anne at that moment.

  “Hey!  That reminds me, on the gym floor on the other side of the ship they’re having a naked yoga session for the ladies,” Pam chirped as she voiced this to all of us.  “Do you fancy going, Anne?”

  “No thanks.  I'm enjoying myself here,” Anne replied, moving her hand to mine, making my dick twitch as she did so.

  “I’ll come,” Betty replied.

  “You might not.  I don’t think it’s that kind of class,” I joked, getting cheap laughs from everyone, including Betty.

  “Well, if I don’t…I guess you can always provide that later tonight, young man,” Betty flirted back, making me blush slightly and everyone else stare and laugh at me.  I could take it though.  With that Betty and Pam walked off for their yoga session chuckling to themselves leaving Dan and I with the enigmatic Anne.

  “So, boys.  Looks like you’ve got me all to yourselves just like you planned all along,” Anne quipped, leaving Dan and I looking at each other feeling a tad confused.

  “What do you mean we planned?” Dan quizzed, dramatically shrugging.

  “You literally turned down naked yoga,” I pointed out.  The brown-haired beauty merely put her arms behind her and leant back, fully exposing her bronzed body.

  “I figured there might be better things to do,” Anne observed as she leant back even further showing-off her incredible shape.  Dan and I looked at Anne and each other, before I stood up and stretched after being led down for so long, making myself (subconsciously) as big as possible before I moved forward and offered my hand to Anne.  "Shall we?"

  "Why not," Anne accepted politely as she pulled herself up.  "Where to?"

  "Well, Pam is doing naked yoga so our cabin will definitely be free," Dan suggested.  We all nodded and trotted nakedly on our way, our steps somewhat springier as we all knew what we would be up to.  We made it down to Dan's cabin but as we got to the door we heard sounds coming from inside...the unmistakable sounds of sex.  We looked at each other confused as to who it could be.  Dan placed his finger on his lips, signalling us to silence before quietly opening the door.

  On the bed seemingly was a beast with two backs, but after a moment I recognised what it was, or rather whom?  Betty and Pam were on their sides, their heads between each other's legs, slurping over each other's pussies as they also sighed and moaned into the other person's quim.  For a good thirty to sixty seconds we all stood there and watched as the two women moaned and licked themselves into a frenzy.  Betty and Pam were clearly caught up in their own enjoyment.  The cabin could have been burglarized around them and they would not have removed their feasting faces from the other's shaved area.

  My hand went to my tool as I watched them, sliding back and forth as two women I had started to know very well continued with their sapphic enjoyment.  For a moment I suffered a mild panic as I stood there and jerked off over the sight before me, but as I looked next to me, Anne had her fingers both inside herself and rubbing her bean whilst Dan was greasing his pole like he was removing cellophane from a cucumber.  I went back to watching the scene unfold with my hand gliding my foreskin gently forwards and back as I watched these two women feast on each other's succulent slits, but eventually we had to announce our presence.

  "Ahem!" Anne coughed, getting both women to stop and see us two guys pulling on our pricks whilst Anne waved merrily.

  "So much for naked yoga," Dan remarked, his hand never leaving his junk.

  "Well...you've got to be pretty flexible to get in this position," Pam responded, with Betty's juices all around her chin and mouth.

  "What about you, Betty?  What do you think of this naked yoga?" I asked.  Betty lifted her head up, mouth smeared from tonguing Pam's pussy.

  "Mmmm, yum," Betty smiled, lying back on the bed, legs spread, showing her lips wide, her hole open just wanting someone to go over and move something inside her.  I was determined to be the first one of us to step forward, moving towards the bed and looking down at the body of this resplendent woman.

  "Hey.  Ready for something more substantial than a tongue?" I asked as my hand continued to move up and down my length.

  "I dunno. You'd be surprised at how big Pam's tongue can be," Betty replied, moving her fingers up and down her fleshy clam, moving between the flaps before returning her fingers to her mouth and tasting herself.  That was it, there was no force on earth gonna stop us taking things further as I moved forward and pushed myself inside Betty.  "Oh fuck!  That is BIGGER than a tongue!"

  "Trust me, Betty.  I know EXACTLY how big Pam's tongue is," I acknowledged as I began to move in and out of the woman I heard fucking on out first night here, now I was the one making her moan in delight as my hips moved against hers, Betty sighing and groaning in delight as my girth fit snugly inside her welcoming, warm wetness.  For a moment my eyes were caught by this woman fifteen to twenty years my senior, perched on the end of cock as we fucked with mounting abandon before I realised that three other people were also fucking in the room and I hadn't even given them a thought.  What were Dan, Anne and Pam doing?  I turned to my left to look further up the bed.

Dan was fingering Pam whilst they kissed, his fingers moving rhythmically in and out, sloppily, whilst Anne moved her head up and down his pole, before bringing one of his balls into her mouth.  Dan rolled his head back whilst Pam watched Anne devour her husband, biting her lip as the blonde beauty gazed at Anne with envious eyes for taking her hubby's cock away from her.  I looked back to Betty who smiled through her moans and deep sighs.

  “They’re sexy as fuck, aren’t they?” Betty said, as much as asked as I began to move somewhat faster, pistoning my solid tool in and out of her love-flute.

  “You’re not fucking kidding,” said I, my hips starting to batter into Betty a whole lot faster, Betty's tits juddering everu time I powered into her.

  "Your wife...she'll be...OH YEAH...getting...OOH, MMMMM...royally FUCKED right now," Betty exhaled as my hips SLAP-SLAP-SLAPPED against hers.  We looked over again at the other three and the position had changed to something I'd never witnessed before.

  Both women were giving Dan a blowjob, but they were on all fours either side of him, effectively facing me with their asses at the top of the bed, with Dan fingering both women as they fellated his member, their tongues both running up and down his dick as he rocked back, enjoying them running their mouths up and down his cock and tantalising his balls.

  “Will she be getting fucked as hard as you are?”

I asked as I increased my speed ploughing into her, as she wrapped her legs around me in ecstasy, her hands holding onto my waist as my rod pounded Betty’s dripping snatch.

  “Oh…she…OH GOD…she’ll be…OOH OOH OOH…taking it like dirty bitch she is,” Betty teased as she moaned and sighed as focussed solely on each other, her black bobbed haircut, her glorious juddering breasts, her mouth expressing the delight she was experiencing before she finally cried out.  “OH MY GOD, OH, OH, MMMMM!”

  Betty stiffened beneath me, digging her fingernails into forearms as she came beneath me.  As she rocked her head back I glanced sideways further up the bed so I could see how their position had changed.

  Pam was now sat between Dan and Anne as they both had their hands between her legs and Pam’s hands were between theirs, pumping Dan’s tool whilst gently rubbing Anne’s bean, all three of them locked in a mutual masturbation cycle of delight, all three of them winning at the same time.  It was beautiful to watch as Dan had a glassy expression on his face while he slid his digits in his wife, her lip quivering as she received attention from her husband and Anne whose hips were bucking against Pam’s fingers as she stimulated Anne’s nub.

  I was still solid in Betty as I started to gently grind my hips against Betty’s opening, her hands going to my hips as she re-wrapped her legs around me.

  “Oh my, that’s…mmmm…so fucking…urgh!…wild!” Betty announced as we began fucking again.

  “They sure love having their hands on each others bits,” I remarked as I watched their faces contort blissfully, their hands all seeming to be working in a euphoric rhythm as they pulled, thrust and stroked each other.  There was no time for kisses as all three just sat there with stunned expressions as they savoured the feeling of each other hands stimulating their genitals.  Even though I was enjoying Betty’s pussy I couldn’t help but watch with envious eyes.  I looked down at Betty and realised I wanted to do something else with her.

  “Let’s mix it up a little,” I informed her as I pulled my dick out of her and flipped her over onto all fours with legs spread.  It was a beautiful sight but one I wanted to see a whole lot closer.  I led back on the bed and slid my head between Betty’s legs like a mechanic getting under a car, moving her legs and hips down so her pussy was hovering just above my face, her flaps looking moist as I stared up at them.  God, it looked delicious.  I moved my mouth forward and allowed my tongue to delve in for a taste.

  “OH!  I didn’t think that’s what we were doing!” Betty exclaimed as I let my tongue explore the liquid on her folds before riding up the sensitive slit to the pearl at the top, feeling her arch upwards as I reached that point.  “Mmmm!  Oh you are such a naughty boy!”

  “Uh-huh,” I murmured into her opening, my hands gripping her thighs as my tongue slid further into her snatch, scooping her quim.  I had my eyes closed so it came as a shock when I felt a warm mouth slide down my shaft, it would move down, back up, swirl the end then sink back down again.  I’d never known anyone do that before but it was working supremely well at turning me on, my hips reacting with a mind of their own as the mouth slid up and down, providing a truly mind-blowing blow-job.

  “You enjoying that?” Betty sighed as she gyrated on my mouth as my tongue joyously flicked across and around her button.

  “Mmmm,” I replied, eyes closed, focussing all my attention on the fleshy clam in front of my face and the lips wrapping around my end.

  “Take a look on your right,” Betty giggled.  I opened my eyes and has a peek over.  I could see Pam on her back, Anne’s pussy over her face, her eyes closed as she licked at her friend’s slit.  They were clearly in a 69, with Pam relishing the work Anne’s tongue was providing her gash.  It was then I realised that with Betty above me that meant there was only one unaccounted for mouth in the room.

  The stellar blow-job was from Dan.

  I could feel his tongue slide up the underside of my shaft then his mouth move right down to the base of my prick. I gazed over at Pam, whose eyes were closed in delight, enjoying the feel of Anne’s tongue inside and outside her lips, I looked up at Betty pulling on her own nipples as she writhed on my mouth, eyes closed, enraptured by my efforts.

  I thought about Dan working my cock with his mouth and closed my eyes, giving myself to the sensations.  Next to me I could hear Pam and Anne moaning more loudly into each other’s cunts as Dan’s lips nursed my end.  I could feel my shaft responding to his efforts, and the tingling in my hips, as Betty began to sigh and moan deeply whilst riding my face.  Suddenly next to me, Pam’s moaning became so much more as she removed her face from Anne’s pussy.

  “OH NO!  Oh yeah!  Oh FUCK!” moaned Pam as she came beneath Anne, before regaining her sense of self and returning her fingers and tongue to Anne’s snatch as she seemed to be possessed by an iron determination to bring about Anne’s orgasm, her hand moving at speed, driving her two fingers in and out of Anne’s tasty quim, as the older, modelesque woman moved her face from between Pam’s legs and arched her back.

  “URGH!  Oh shit, that’s it!  Keep going with those fingers!  YEAH!” Anne cried through clenched teeth as her buttocks quivered.  I could feel my own end building as the heat pulsed through my cock before it exploded into Dan’s waiting mouth.

  “HMMM,  HURR,” I breathed into Betty’s pussy as I felt Dan let go of my rod and saw him move to kiss Anne, their tongues swirling with my cum all over them, the two of them sharing the taste of me.  I continued to lick Betty’s pussy as her moaning built-up ever more knowing that the limited sexual combinations in this room…we’re now slightly less limited.

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Michelle's story.

  Walking with Bob and Terence wasn't quite what I'd wanted today.  I would have preferred to be sandwiched right now between Dan and Terence but I also knew I wanted to experience my first time with two men and apart from Martin these were the two I felt comfortable with that were available.

  It may sound weird but I trusted them not just to fuck me but to look after me in this situation.  I knew that in a situation that's new where it was likely I might feel nervous, uncomfortable, even trepidatious, that these two guys whose arms I was interlinked with would look out for me.

  "So little lady.  Where to?" Terence asked.

  “How about back to your cabin, T?  I’ve yet to see inside there yet,” I suggested, to which he gave a sly side-smile before continuing through the ship to their suite on the top floor.  We all enter and it’s noticeably different to the cabin I shared with Martin or Pam and Dan’s cabin.

  For one thing it’s much bigger, about twice the size in fact with a larger living space to do things in and a balcony.  The bed was also much bigger and could easily sleep six, eight at a push.  I unhitched myself from my two suitors suddenly feeling very naked and very vulnerable.  Terence immediately picked up on this.

  “Would you like to see the view from the balcony, and maybe a drink?” he asked in his gentlemanly yet impassive way.

  “Er…yes to both,” I confirmed as we walked up to the balcony, the two of us looking out to sea, the sound of the water, slicing by the ship cascading up the hill as we could feel the heat from the sun upon us.

  “I’m so glad we came on this cruise,” I remarked as I closed my eyes, feeling the sun bronze my body even more.

  “Us too,” Bob commented, three drinks balanced in his hand.  I had no idea what it was but it was brown, with ice and smelt like it had alcohol on it, so I figured that was a win.

  “Cheers.  To a new adventure…well, for me, probably not for you,” I said, before having a sip that warmed and stung my tastebuds at the same time.

  “Relax,” Terence replied, assuredly before taking a sip of his drink as he leaned on the balcony rail.  “We’re not in a rush.  We have time,” he continued.  I took a deep breath and felt my worries wash away a little.  I sipped my drink some more and noticed some of the harshness had gone this time.  I decided to take this opportunity to look over my two older, potential fuck-buddies.  Terence was no surprise due to my seeing him in Speedos, his sizeable assets now on full display beneath his lean torso, Bob however was a completely new deal.

  I thought he was fat but seeing him fully nude meant I could see he was one of those guys that was just wide, his cock was smaller than Terence’s meaty length but it was a wide one.  Short and thick being the operative words for his tool, but not for the folksy man himself.  I began to feel my on-deck confidence return.  I was in charge of the situation again and more importantly in charge of myself.  I went back inside the cabin, placed my drink down and leant back against the bed.  My two friends came back in from outside and stood in front of my, the traces of a smile on both their faces.

  “Strip,” I suggested, getting laughs from both of them before they stepped closer to the bed, their meats stiffening at the prospect of what was about to occur, my eyes flicking between the two of them before I brought my hands up and wrapped them round their two poles and began to move them back and forth.  “You like that?” I ask as I gaze up seductively at them beneath my brows.

  “You sure know how to grab a cock,” Bob replied as he looked down at me, licking his lips.

  “I’ve heard it tastes better than it looks,” Terence remarked.  I shifted my gaze to him and he merely raised his eyebrows suggestively.  I edged forward and moved my mouth to his tool, rolled the foreskin back and sucked/licked the end whilst keeping my hand moving on Bob’s tool.  “UGH!  Ho!  Fuck me, that’s good”.

  “Does she have a good mouth?” Bob queried, as he breathed deeply.

  “Does she ever,” Terence confirmed, head back, eyes closed.  I withdrew my mouth and took it over to Bob, to taste his member, lashing my tongue around his helmet before driving my mouth to the base of his stem.

  “Holy Christmas!” Bob exclaimed as I continued to stimulate his tool, my other hand cupping his balls.  “Never got treatment like this at the Doctors,” Bob joked.

  “You need better insurance,” Terence jested right back at him.  I was starting to enjoy my starring role in this triad.  I was worried I’d be used as a plaything but this is about what I wanted, and I wanted these two cocks.  I moved forward onto my knees between the two of them and began to alternate between whose meat was in my mouth, my two perverted uncles (as they liked to be called) groaning in delight at the pleasure my hand and mouth was providing as they thrust gently into both.

  “What do you think, uncles?  Am I your good niece?” I teased them as I fellated and jacked on their lengths.

  “Your our favourite niece, honey,” Bob chuckled.  I could feel myself getting wet between the legs and needed to feel something down there so got to my feet, my hands still wrapped around their tools, but allowing their hands to explore my body.  Both men reached for a breast either side but it wasn’t there that was yearning to be touched, to be filled.  I sashayed my hips to open my legs a little more and send an invite to the two of them, an invite Bob took, as he moved his hand down to my pussy and, whilst moving his hand up and down over my clit, slid two sausage fingers inside of me.

  “Oh, that’s good, Bob,” I praised him as I bit my lip instinctively.  I then felt Terence’s lips wrap around my left nipple and my legs tremble ever so slightly in response.  I looked at Bob next to me, this man I only met four days ago, who I was now naked with, his fingers in my pussy, my hand wrapped around his cock.  I moved my face closer to his and my lips met his, his tongue darting in my mouth as I sent out mine to meet his, eyes closed as all three of us lost ourselves in the moment, but for me this moment was coming to an end.  I needed more and I needed it now, so without any hint at subtlety I let go of both their tools, moved onto the bed, led back and spread my legs wide.

  “Let’s take this up a notch,” I suggested, waggling my legs back and forth, both guys rubbing their hands up and down their lengths hungrily.  I was going to get fucked today and boy did I want it.  Terence and Bob stop standing and ogling like naughty schoolboys and lie down next to me.  It’s funny how I’m porn films everyone is so co-ordinated but here there’s visible confusion over who’s gonna move next.  It never occurred to me that this would be an issue before Bob takes the plunge and one of my nipples into my mouth before Terence takes the other, one of their hands going to my snatch that’s craving something else now.  Eventually I tire of their over-foreplaying attention.

  “Can someone please give me some cock!” I shout, probably louder than I should have but it gets Bob moving off the bed, with Terence moving further up, his tool in hand pointing at my face.

  “You didn’t say where you wanted cock,” Terence pointed out as Bob uses my wetness to wet his head at my entrance.

  “I guess I didn’t,” I replied, pulling his tool towards my mouth as Bob shoved his fat dick inside me.  God, he was wide, the sensation of Terence in my mouth and Bob inside my cunt sent my eyes flicking up into the back of my head in joy.  Bob started to rut against me, gripping my legs as he smashed his hips into my cheeks, meanwhile Terence gently feeding his length to my mouth as I merrily sucked on the mushroom at the end of that long shaft.

  “Oh my, your mouth is sensational,” Terence responded, putting a hand on my hair to steady himself as he gently thrust himself into my head.

  “You should try her pussy,” Bob chuckled, as he slowed his pace to fight off impending orgasm.  Terence looked on as Bob fucked me as if observing a science experiment, watching Bob’s fat tool slide in and out of my slit.

  “Actually I wouldn’t mind.  Any objections?” Terence asked of Bob and myself.

  “Go for it,” I advised.  Terence took his toy away as did Bob, leaving me with an empty feeling down there.  Terence moved down the bed and between my legs as Bob shuffled up the bed, moving his tool ever nearer my face.  I could feel Terence wetting the head of his tool with my juices between my flaps.  I pulled Bob’s member forward and sucked on the end.  It kind of reminded me of a rolling pin in terms of girth and as such I couldn’t get much of it in my mouth, but as I gobbled down Bob’s end I felt Terence’s length bundle inside me.  I was so shocked I immediately let go of Bob’s dick from my mouth.

  “OH MY GOD!  That’s long!” I exclaimed as I felt him reach deep inside me,” my breath, coming in short bursts as Terence started to thrust in and out of my slippery pussy.  “HOO!  Hoooo!  That’s some cock there, T!”

  “I’ve yet to have any complaints,” Terence replied smugly as he powered back and forth inside me, my body yearning for his thickness every time he pulled out.  I slavered over Bob’s tool as Terence rhythmically began to slam into me.  My body quivering from both of their efforts as I moved my hand up and down Bob’s girthy beast, I wanted their cum all over me, and I could tell both of my boys were getting close to their climax.

  “Oh, Michelle.  You can…HURR…come back on…JESUS…the cruise every year,” Bob breathed, his stomach moving in and out more protractedly as his thickness seemed to stiffen as his orgasm approached.  “FUCKING HELL!” Bob spat as he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and his liquid load, sprayed from his end all over my neck and tits.  After Bob’s jizz hit my flesh Terence began to thrust inside me harder, his cock reaching deep into my insides.  Terence closed his eyes and feel his glans twitch before he pulled out his tool and emptied his cum all over my stomach.

  “You are an absolute firecracker!” Terence remarked, as he stepped back, Bob on his knees next to me, their weapons dwindling after the discharge but I was still turned-on and nowhere near finished.

  “Let me see if I can start your fires again,” I said as I wrapped each hand around their meat, and immediately felt the heat rushing back in.

THE END OF PART 5a

  So that’s it for now.  Apologies for this taking so long but I figured it would be best to get this part down at least and provide the final FINAL part next week.

  Please do bear with me and I hope you at least enjoyed this part.