Before the pandemic, my husband and I went on a cruise with my side of the family; my mom loves cruises. My dad not so much, but he decided to go anyway. Some of my siblings and their families came along too.
We were in connecting rooms. My parents, my husband and I were in one room together and my sister and her husband and their family in another. The other family members were in rooms next to us.
Of course, the cruise was fun. We went swimming, ate a lot, went to the gym, and did so many wonderful activities. However, that didn’t stop my husband and I from desiring each other, especially one particular day when we couldn’t stop ourselves.
After we ate, my parents wanted to play bingo and golf. My sister and her family wanted to go to the pool, and my husband and I wanted to try rock climbing. I told my parents we’d try to find them at bingo after our climb but that we wanted to relax and digest our meal before doing anything else.
My husband and I went back to our room, but we never made it to rock climbing. We watched TV for a while, then went out on our balcony, which was very relaxing. As we watched the sun set in the middle of the ocean, my husband wrapped his arms around my waist.
“This is beautiful, huh?” he said.
“Yes,” I said. “Look at what God created.”
“I love you,” my husband murmured as he kissed my neck.
“I love you too, babe.” I turned around to kiss him on his lips, and unexpectedly, that kiss led to more. Pretty soon, we moved inside. Our kissing, and now touching, got more intense as we made our way to the bed. I think our desires just grew stronger because my family was there; but they weren’t now! So of course we had to give in.
“I love you, baby,” I said through kisses, my body now reacting. I felt my nipples harden and wetness down there. I pulled my husband on top of me. We both still had our clothes on.
“I love you,” I whispered again in his ear.
With his lips on my neck, I felt one of his hands make it’s way under my top. The other rubbed my sweet spot through my pants. I was truly lost in the moment and forgot we shared a room with my parents. My body was melting into his, his into mine.
His erection pressed against me through his pants, so I got up off the bed and down on my knees. When I pulled his pants and boxers down, his erection sprang free. Then I took his penis in my hand and looked up at him. His eyes burned into mine.
“You want me to?” I asked.
Before he could answer, I put the tip in my mouth. I played with his balls as I slid my lips slowly down his shaft, doing I my best to get him as deep as possible. He gently held my hair and threw his head back.
“That feels good,” my husband moaned.
I repeated the process until my husband took me by the hand and got me on the bed. He stepped out of his pants and boxers, then kissed my lips. He removed my shoes, and before I knew it, I was naked before him.
My pussy was thobbing, and my nipples were hard. My desires for him were so strong. His lips moved all around my body, and as he gently nibbled on my breasts, sweet low moans escaped from my mouth. Then he went down to my wet, thobbing pussy. He put his finger in.
“You’re ready for me, huh?” my husband asked as he licked my juices off.
He stuck two fingers in me and made me squirm.
“You’re so wet right now,” my husband said. “I like that you’re so wet and ready for me.”
Before I could say anything, I felt his mouth in my sweet place, his hot tender breath giving me life down there. It got me wetter. I moaned, forgetting where we were.
My husband stopped and said, “we need to be quiet. You don’t want anyone, especially your family, knowing what we’re doing.”
“Oh, my God!” I said. “My family? I forgot. What if my parents come in or my sister comes in and finds us? What if they’re wondering where we are?” The thought of being caught was not only terrifying but felt rather naughty too.
“You want to stop?” my husband asked. “We can’t really stop now. We have to finish what we started, if that’s okay.”
“But if we hurry we might not have to worry about them,” I smiled. Besides I didn’t really want to stop. My body was his. His was mine. My body wanted his, was calling for him, and so was his for me.
“Alright,” My husband said. He went down on me again.
I forgot the conversation and fears I just had. My body was fully melted, and I didn’t care about anything in that moment. Heck, I didn’t even notice we left our balcony shades open. We were fucking in the middle of the ocean on a ship. I tried so hard to muffle the sounds that came from our room, but It felt so good and made me so wet.
“I wanna fuck you,” I said. “Lay down.”
My husband quickly lay down on his back, and I got on top and very slowly inched my way down onto his erect penis. I felt it pull my vaginal walls apart and them wrap snugly around him. It felt so good that sweet little moans left my mouth. I leaned over to kiss him.
“I love you so much, baby,” I said, as I went up and down on his penis. Then my phone rang. It was my mom, asking me if I was going to meet them for golf. I told her yes without comprehending because I was so focused on what my husband and I were doing. Once I hung up my phone, I rode my husband until I was too tired to ride. That’s when we switched positions, me on the bottom and him on top. He kissed me on my neck and licked my breasts, then he put just the tip inside me before pulling out.
“No, I want you,” I said.
“Really?” My husband smiled. “Show me. Tell me how much you want me.”
“I want you so much,” I said. “I want you, baby. I want you in me. I wanna feel you.”
My husband grinned. “You sure?”
“I don’t think you want it enough,” he said.
“I do. I want you so badly.” I begged, “I want you. Just let me feel you.”
My husband put the tip inside me again before pulling out.
“Like this?” He had the biggest, most salacious grin on his face. He loved teasing me this way.
“No,” I said. “I want you to fuck me. I need you inside me.”
My husband put the tip inside me again.
“Like this?” he asked again.
“No!” I wanted to scream. “Please, baby. Please put it all inside me. I want you.”
Oh, you mean like this!” My husband put all of him inside me then pulled out.
“Noooooo,” I moaned. “Please. Inside me. Fuck me. Please!” I panted.
“Like…” My husband put his penis inside me and thrust hard. “…that?” he asked.
I couldn’t even speak. I nodded and moaned.
“I hope nobody hears us,” my husband laughed. “That’s feels good, right?”
I nodded again.
“Tell me how good it feels,” he said.
“It feels good. It feels so fucking good,” I groaned. “Fuck me, baby. I want you to come inside me. I want to feel all of you inside me.”
My husband gave me one hard thrust, then two more. Three deep hard thrusts followed. I completely lost it. I tried so hard to not make noise but it felt too good.
“You like that?” my husband asked.
“Yes,” I whimpered. I felt my body filled, as if his entire being were in me and mine in his. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him close.
My husband thrust in and out of me—slow, then hard—with so much passion. I could hear how good he was fucking me; I could feel it.
“Right there,” I moaned. “Don’t stop. I love you so much, baby.” I grabbed the pillow on the bed and used it to muffle my sounds.
“You feel so amazing,” my husband said.
Then my phone rang—my mom again. I picked it up and she asked me when we we’re coming to golf. Yikes! I forgot. It felt weird talking to her while my husband continued to slowly thrust into me. If only she knew why we weren’t at golf, lol! I told her we’d be there in a few minutes. I hung up, but I knew if we kept making excuses, she’d either call again or come find us.
Yet, here I was enjoying what my husband has for me and what I have for him. We couldn’t stop now, but we did try to go faster and hurry up. My husband continued thrusting inside me, stopping every few moments to tend to my nipples and rub me down there.
“Baby, that feels good,” I said as he pumped in and out of me. “Harder.”
As soon as I said that, my husband picked up the pace. He fucked me hard and fast, sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
“Fuck,” I whispered. “So good. Don’t stop, baby. That’s great! I love you.”
“Baby, I’m ’bout to cum,” my husband announced.
“Wait, don’t cum yet,” I said and got up. Follow me.” I wanted him to cum in the bathroom to make cleanup easier.
So he went behind me and pounded me. I wanted to scream in delight; it felt amazing. I could hear his balls slapping against me.
“Cum in me, baby,” I whispered. “I want you to cum inside me. Go harder.”
My husband went wild, pounding me incessantly, and my insides screamed in pleasure. I gushed and wanted to moan so badly but muffled my sounds.
“Right there, baby,” I whispered. “You feel so good. Cum in me, baby. Let me feel your hot cum in me.”
I looked in the mirror at my husband fucking me from behind. The image looked so hot, and it made me even wetter. I’m sure his dick could feel my juices covering his penis.
“Baby, I’m about to cum,” I heard again.
“Baby, cum in me,” I urged. “Let me feel you. You can come in my pussy. My pussy wants you to come inside of it.”
A few seconds later, my husband grunted. He pushed in deeper, and I felt his hot cum fill me up as sweat dripped from our bodies.
“Fuck,” my husband said. “You like it when I fill you up.”
I grinned. “Yes, I do.”
My husband pulled out of me and immediately grabbed some tissues. I sat on the toilet and let his semen dripped out of me. I did my best to clean up, trying to get all of it, but I could still feel some dripping out of me when I got dressed.
We left the hotel room and searched for my parents at golf. I don’t if they knew why we were gone for so long. My husband and I looked at each other as if we were two little kids trying to not get in trouble. But we enjoyed the rest of our cruise, and we still think about what we did on it.
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