Ch. 05 - Setting a Steady Course

After their romps the previous night, and enjoying a meal sharing a selection of Tapas dishes, fries, beer and wine, the four friends chatted and laughed through the evening and into the small hours.

Nick and Karen returned to their room, discarding their clothes and clambering into bed without even bothering to put on pyjamas.

Karen had deliberately left the bedroom curtains partially open to ensure they didn't sleep in too late, as she had the previous morning.

Karen stirred as the sun began to pierce the gloom of the bedroom, she still felt stretched from the sexual excesses of the night before. She hadn't felt that way since she had lost her virginity as a young 18 year old, in a fumble with Rob, her first 'proper' boyfriend.

He had been very persuasive, and Karen was very inexperienced, not just sexually but in the ways of the world.

After a night out with him, he had been his usual charming self. She found him exciting, he flattered her, paid her lots of attention. He kissed her in ways she and never been kissed before.

The way he teased her nipples, softly at first and then slightly roughly and back to gentle kisses and tonguing were her first real experiences of foreplay and the sensations that ran through her body were unlike anything she had felt before.

The way he had stroked her pussy made her burn with passion inside. And then the punchline, "If you really loved me, you would let me make love to you, I want you. I'll be gentle, if it's your first time."

The tearing of her hymen, whilst sore, was nothing among the passion of the moment but his roughness and short lived efforts before filling his condom and pulling out had made her feel used.

Their relationship, once he'd had what he wanted, was finished.

She felt that same urge with Lex, the size of his cock was mesmerising but his gentleness and considerate nature was what pushed her past her natural reticence.

She touched herself and felt how sticky she was. Her pussy had definitely been moisturised the previous night easing the passage of Lex huge cock inside her..

Nick stirred, and sensing that Karen was awake, spooned up behind her and kissed her on the neck softly. "You okay, babe?" he asked, genuinely concerned about her. She had obviously had an experience she had enjoyed but was overwhelmed by the significant physical difference.

"Mmm, you?" Karen responded.

"Let's have an easy day, eh? Just you and me, watching Normandy float past, slow down the pace. What do you think?" Nick suggested.

"Sounds idyllic!" said Karen, turning over and resting her head on Nick's chest, his hand gently draped across her waist.

The couple drifted back into a deep slumber.

*****

Becky and Lex lay quietly, the gentle hum of the boat's engines seemed to lull them as they slept.

Tap, tap, tap..... "Room service"

Jean opened the door to Lex and Becky's suite and carried in the tray of pastries, the large Caffetier of coffee and the bowls of yoghurt and muesli.

"Good morning, Monsieur, Madame Anderson," Jean greeted them, both sitting up in bed, the duvet wrapped around the lower part of Becky's chest but showing plenty of cleavage, Lex sitting next to her bare chested.

"It's 8.00am, I've brought breakfast as ordered last night. Shall I leave the breakfast tray on the lounge table, Monsieur?" Jean suggested.

"Perfect, thanks Jean," Lex responded.

Jean placed the tray on the table, and turned to leave. Catching sight of Becky once more as he passed the Bedroom door.

Becky smiled, "Thank you Jean, you're a sweetie!" she teased, watching his eyes glance at the roundness of her tits peeping out above the duvet.

"A pleasure, madame," Jean replied as he left the suite.

"You're a bloody, tease!" chuckled Lex, "Poor lad, didn't know where to look."

"Oh, I think he did! He certainly didn't look me in the eye when he passed," Becky tittered.

"So, here's the challenge then! If I can bed Jean, you need to bed Sophie." Becky challenged.

"Oh, my God, you get worse, you really do!" Lex retorted, "I'm going for a shower."

Becky jumped out of bed and took a bite of a Danish pastry, picked up the phone and pressed 'Room service'.

The phone was answered in two rings, "Room service, good morning!"

"Good morning, it's Mrs Anderson, could we have some cream to go with the coffee, please. There is milk, but no cream."

"Of course, Madame, straight away. I do apologise."

A couple of minutes later... Tap, tap, tap, "Roomservice," called Jean.

Becky sat on the sofa, a bathrobe loosely wrapped around her, as Jean entered carrying a jug of cream.

"I'm sorry Madame Anderson, I brought your cream. Here, shall I pour some coffee for you?"

"Oh please, Jean," Becky said in a flirtaceous voice, leaning forward to give a good view down her robe.

"Are you enjoying your holiday with us, Madame?"

"Oh we certainly are, we have made good friends with our neighbours and enjoying our time on board. I hope we don't make too much work for you, entertaining in our room?"

"Not at all Madame, it nice to know you are making friends, and also perhaps good memories?"

"Definitely, Jean. We'll certainly remember this trip," Becky said, sitting back to show more of her thighs as the robe parted slightly.

"You must have had some experiences too though, Jean, which you will remember for a long time, hmm?" probed Karen further.

"Well, yes, it's only my second year on board but you do get to meet some interesting people, Madame." Jean replied, tactfully.

"Like Mrs Fox, perhaps?" said Becky, suggestively.

"Erm, well, yes. Monsieur and Madame Fox are very nice, Madame."

"But Madame Fox more so, no?" teased Becky, "I mean, she speaks very highly of how.... helpful you were one afternoon."

Jean looked like a rabbit caught in headlights.

Becky playfully wrapped her pony tail around her finger and, looking Jean deep in the eyes, slid her left hand inside her robe stroking her breast gently.

"Oh, when she bumped her head, yes, I did. It was nothing really though," Jean lied.

"Come on, Jean, I think you are being modest. You made her holiday.... I would like you to make mine...." Becky parted her knees and pulled apart her robe.

"Erm, but, Madame....." Jean stammered unable not to look at Becky's shaven pussy, her fingers running up and down it slightly spreading her labia, exposing the moist pink flesh, gaping slightly.

"Don't worry about me," said Lex, standing at the door of the bathroom.

Jean's cock hardened, as Becky spread her legs wide apart, her fingers beginning to enter her quim, which was starting to ooze a clear trickle of sticky fluid.

Jean took a step toward Becky and she sat forward, reached for his zip and slowly lowered it as she gazed deep into his eyes.

Lifting his cock out of his trousers, Becky's eyes widened in surprise at the size of his manhood. She took the head of his cock into her mouth and sucked hard on it, her saliva mixing with the precum beginning to seep off the tip.

Sliding his cock deep into her throat, it made Jean breathe in sharply, never having experienced being deep throated before.

Becky pulled the thick 10" long cock out of her mouth in order to gasp a full breath of air.

"My, my, you ARE a big boy, aren't you!" said Becky.

Jean blushed as Becky's eyes lustfully stared up at him as she unfastened his Navy uniform trousers and let them fall to his ankles, followed rapidly by his boxer shorts.

Becky beckoned Jean to sit on the sofa next to her, which he did as though in a trance, as Becky straddled his lap with her back to him.

She slid her quim back and forth along his thick, long shaft, covering it with slippery, sticky juices. Jean breathed deeply, steadily as Becky continued to rub herself along his cock until she raised herself and slid the tip a couple of inches inside herself, letting out a sharp gasp as the huge head stretched the entrance to her cunt.

Becky slowly eased herself down onto the monster cock until she could take no more.

Lex emerged from the bathroom to be presented with the sight of Becky impaled on Jean's cock on the sofa and watched as Becky took the enormous dick into her, stroking his slightly smaller but well above average cock in his hand.

Becky steadily pumped herself on Jean's cock feeling him starting to thrust upward as she lowered herself, easing him in deeper still.

Becky could feel her orgasm building, and beckoned Lex forward to take his large cock into her mouth.

Lex groaned ecstatically as Becky pulled him into her gaping mouth with both of her hands on his hips.

Becky felt Jean pumping harder and Lex knees beginning to judder as they both approached climax, feeling herself building to a huge orgasm, with two huge cocks filling her to capacity.

She shuddered, sinking fully onto Jean's cock, pumping waves of thick cum onto her cervix, Lex spraying hot semen into her mouth, so much that it spilled out over her chin, onto her chest and down her torso.

A cocktail of her creamy juices and Jean's sperm spilling out of her cunt flowed onto Jean's lap.

For minutes, the three gulped in air like athletes after finishing a sprint.

Lex returned to the bathroom to fetch a box of tissues for Becky and Jean to clean themselves up.

Once she had risen off of Jean's deflating cock, Becky clamped a handful of tissues to her pussy to catch the huge volume of juices.

She turned to Jean and winked, "Thank you, Jean," she said coquettishly as she took her turn in the bathroom.

Jean could barely believe what he had just experienced. Tidying himself up, he left the suite to return to his station.

After she had showered, Becky returned to the lounge to eat another Danish pastry and a fresh cappuccino.

"Well, sweatpea, you certainly went for it then, didn't you!" Lex said, almost admiring her stamina in taking two huge cocks so heartily.

"I thought you two were going to meet in the middle at one point!" Becky joked.

They both sat, wrapped in their Bathrobes, plotting how to set up the seduction of Sophie.

Becky closed the lounge curtains, blocking the view of their sun terrace as Lex arranged the sun loungers to face the windows from the rear of the terrace.

Checking her watch expectantly, it was approaching 10am, almost time for Sophie's morning routine visit.

*****

Nick awoke, feeling very hungry and in great need of a refreshing shower and to brush his teeth to expel the bitter taste of last night's beer.

As he rose from the bed, Karen's eyes opened. "Morning, sunshine!" said Nick, cheerily, "I'm just going to take a quick shower, and then shall I order us some breakfast?"

"Mmm, definitely!" Karen murmured, sleepily.

Nick bent down and kissed Karen softly on the forehead before going to the bathroom to take his much needed shower.

As he washed his hair and his sticky body clean of the excesses of the previous night he recalled the incredibly erotic sounds of his wife being pleasured by his new friends huge cock.

The sounds that had come from the bedroom were primal, almost animal like, as the thickest cock she had ever had inside her made her feel so full, so stretched, despite the enormous amount of lubrication her body was producing, coating his cock with a slick creamy film as it slowly slid in and out of her.

Nick wished he had seen Karen taking Lex's cock, the sounds she made were deeply erotic, and to have seen it would have been so much better, not that he felt he could say that to Karen for fear of upsetting her.

Karen lay in bed, her mind flitting between her own ecstatic experiences and the sound of Nick and Becky's raucous sex taking place in the lounge. It wasn't something she could shake off.

Her hands began to stroke her soft inner thighs, her fingers brushing against her sticky quim as her hands reached the top of each stroke.

She could hear the shower running and the gentle splashing of water as Nick washed himself.

She rose from the bed, walked into the bathroom, and stepped into the shower behind Nick.

Reaching round him, her breasts pressing against his back, Karen gently rubbed Nick's soapy chest, her fingers slowly strumming over his nipples.

Nick breathed in deeply as Karen's hands glided down over his stomach to find his stiffening cock, one hand cupping and caressing his balls.

Turning to face her, Nick took Karen's face into his hands and gently drew her mouth to his. Karen's mouth opened and softly slid her tongue over his teeth and around his mouth.

Nick caressed her buttocks with his hands and pressed his hardened cock against her belly. Karen gently swayed to rub his cock against her soapy mound and slid her hand between them to softly grasp the swollen head in her fingers.

Nick moaned softly, enjoying his wife taking the initiative as she slowly rubbed the head of his hard cock up and down the inside of her labia and over the hood of her clitoris.

She could feel the heat of an orgasm building inside her cunt and had to resist the urge to impale herself on his throbbing member.

Nick murmured as her thumb rubbed around his knob, spreading the glistening, slippery precum across is mixing it with her juices.

"I want you, babe!" he whispered.

"I want you too, I want you to fuck me," Karen whispered back.

She turned away from Nick and leaned forward, supporting herself on the glass panel of the walk in shower, pushing her hips and ass back toward Nick, her legs shoulder width apart.

Nick slid slowly into Karen's slightly gaping pussy, barely entering her before commencing slow, shallow thrusts.

Karen pushed back off the glass panel to bury Nick's cock deep inside. Both of them gasped, and the tempo suddenly rose.

As the gentle, rain-like shower soaked the both, they fucked like it was their first time. Passionately, frantically, grunting and moaning loudly for what seemed like an age until Nick could feel himself tightening, ready to explode.

Karen felt Nick pushing into her harder, his balls slapping against her clit, making her knees tremble and pushing her over the edge of an orgasmic cliff she hadn't experienced with Nick for years.

Nick slumped across her back, wrapping his arms around her, both gasping for breath as the warm water slowly brought them back to the present.

Nick kissed Karen softly on the mouth, "You finish showering, babe, I'll order breakfast."

Karen kissed him back and acknowledged his suggestion with a "Mmm," as she kissed him.

*****

As Becky sat on the sofa, the familiar tap tap on the door was followed by, "Good morning, Housekeeping!"

"Come in Sophie, don't mind us, we're having a morning in," Becky responded chirpily.

"Would you prefer me to come later?" Sophie asked politely.

"Oh, no, I think we would both be happy for you to come now," Becky retorted cheekily.

Sophie blushed, sort of getting the pun but pretending not to as she opened the curtains widely.

She could see Lex reclined on the sunbed, eyes closed, one leg slightly bent, his head resting on his palms.

Lex had lycra swim shorts on and the bulge of his large package was very apparent in the mid-morning sunshine.

Sophie diligently set about cleaning the bathroom, changing towels and bathrobes, changing bedding and tidying away breakfast cups and dishes onto the tray.

Sophie noticed two hand marks on the inside of the window, and took the tray of used breakfast dishes and cups to her trolley, returning with a microfiber cloth and window cleaning spray.

As she cleaned the hand marks from the window, Lex reached down and picked up the bottle of Piz Buin bronzing lotion and poured a small amount into his left hand, rubbed them together and smoothed it onto his thighs.

Pulling the legs of his lycra trunks high into his groin to fully expose the upper parts of his thighs, the tip of his limp cock was just visible.

Sophie was transfixed by the size of Lex's member, and was almost staring with her mouth open as Lex poured more sun oil onto his hand and rubbed it onto his torso.

Attempting to place the bottle onto the edge of his lounger, the bottle tipped over spilling some of the contents onto the wooden decking.

"Oh, hell!" Lex exclaimed.

Sophie dashed through the patio door and tore a couple of sheets of absorbent roll and placed it over the spill.

"Sorry, Sophie, I've certainly made a mess of that, haven't I?" Lex said, sitting up on the edge of the lounger.

"It's fine, Monsieur Anderson, it happens," Sophie replied.

She knelt down, wiping up the spill, and handed Lex the half empty sun oil bottle, glancing at the lump in his trunks as he looked down her cleavage.

As their eyes met, the sexual tension was intense. Lex's hand touched hers and her breath caught slightly and she bit her lip.

Lex reached down and stroked Sophie's cheek. "I don't make you nervous do I, Sophie?"

She looked up into his eyes and shook her head.

Lex took Sophie's hand and placed it on his semi flaccid cock and she bit her bottom lip gently.

She slowly twisted her hand around his swelling dick, unable to fit her hand right around it.

Lex cupped his right hand under her left breast and gently massaged it, feeling her nipple begin to swell against his palm.

Sophie reached to Lex's waistband and slid off his trunks, his hard cock springing up toward her.

She took the glistening glans into her mouth and rolled her tongue around the tip as Lex continued to massage both of her tits.

Rising to her feet, Sophie sat astride Lex's lap, hitched up her skirt and lowered herself toward Lex's rock hard cock. Sliding her knickers aside, she slowly impaled herself until she could take him inside no further.

Riding his cock slowly at first, she built up a rhythm, feeling herself being filled and stretched, juices oozing from her and trickling down Lex's balls.

Becky watched the erotic sight of Lex being ridden by the lythe young blonde, feeling her own juices wetting the crotch of her panties as the sounds of their impassioned sex got louder and louder.

Becky slid her fingers down the waistband of her knickers and gently circled her clitoris before letting two fingers slide easily into her own wet quim.

Pinching her hard right nipple she could feel herself starting to come as Lex and Sophie reached their own noisy climax.

Sophie hunched over Lex's chest gasping for air, feeling his big thick cock filling her cunt, the combined juices of their passionate sex running out of her.

She rose up, letting quantities of stringy cum flood from her onto Lex's cock and lap.

Becky stepped through the patio doors, kissed Sophie passionately on the mouth for a moment before kneeling between Lex's legs and hungrily slurping the ooze from his cock and legs.

Sophie tidied her clothing and asked, "If it's okay, I think I need to go and change!"

"Of course, sweetie," Becky replied, "Are you okay?"

Sophie nodded and smiled as she gathered her things and closed the door to the cabin behind her.

*****

Having ordered their breakfast of Muesli, pastries and a cafetiere of coffee, Nick dressed in Chino shorts and a Ralf Loren Polo shirt, slipped on his yatch shoes and sat on the sun lounger on the terrace watching Normandy pastures quietly slide away behind the boat.

Before he could settle properly, he heard the familiar tap, tap, tap of Jean arriving with breakfast.

"Room service, good morning!"

Jean entered the suite and set the tray on the coffee table in the lounge. Nick entered through the patio doors and greeted him. He could hear the shower stop running and glanced to see that the bathroom door was closed.

"Thanks, Jean," Nick said smiling. "We're having an easy day today, just relaxing watching your beautiful Normandy countryside pass by."

"You're welcome, Monsieur Fox, is everything okay for you both? Do you need anything?" Jean asked, politely.

"No, that's all, thanks. Like I said, we're just going to take it easy today." Nick reaffirmed.

"Certainly, Monsieur. Enjoy your day."

Jean smiled and left, and Karen appeared at the bathroom door as soon as he had gone, her hair wrapped in a towel, covered completely in a tightly wrapped bath robe.

"I didn't want him to get the wrong idea, me coming out not yet dressed!" Karen said.

"Breakfast is here, shall we have it on the terrace, babe?" Nick responded.

"I'll quickly put on a sundress, and be out in a minute."

Nick lifted the tray onto the small side table on the terrace and poured two coffees from the cafetiere.

In what was seemed like only a few minutes, Karen re-emerged, her cream wraparound linen sundress letting just enough light pass through it to show her lacy bra and knickers feigntly.

"That's a very pretty outfit, babe," Nick complemented.

Karen smiled and sat on the edge of the sun lounger, reaching across to grab a plate with a croissant on and one of thee cups of coffee that Nick had poured.

"This is nice, isn't it. Just us two, nothing to do except relax and watch the world float past!" Karen said, finishing with a soft sigh.

"Mmm, perfect," Nick agreed, and sat next to her sharing the view of the passing countryside.

They sat, quietly, enjoying the peace and tranquility until it was suddenly broken by an exclamation of "Oh, hell!" from the other side of the partition between their terrace and that of the Andersons.

Nick and Karen glanced at each other and pulled a face which silently indicated their bemusement.

They heard Lex's voice but couldn't quite hear what he said, followed by what sounded like Sophie's muffled reply.

Nick and Karen sat quietly, hearing occasional muffled sounds which shortly became the clear, obvious noises of rapturous sex.

As Nick and Karen started to become aroused by the erotic soundtrack emerging from the neighbouring terrace, Karen's hand strayed onto Nick's thigh and they both began to kiss, their tongues flicking around each other's mouths.

In a single movement, Karen knelt between Nick's legs and removed his shorts and briefs. His cock, already hard and erect, was quickly inside Karen's mouth and being sucked hard, her head rapidly bobbing up and down.

Nick held Karen's hair aside so that he could watch her devour his full length greedily.

Feeling himself getting ready to blow his load into her mouth he whispered, "Oh, babe, I'm almost coming!"

Karen's pace and eagerness to engorge him increased, much to Nick's surprise as she felt his hot sticky load erupt into her mouth, causing her to gulp and swallow hard.

Karen spun around and rapidly speared herself onto Nick's weeping cock. "Fuck me, Nick, I want you to fuck me, like he's fucking her! she growled thrusting his cock into her with vigour until she felt herself gush a stream of cum along it's length as Nick massaged her tits with his hands.

They sat, coupled together, for a few moments until they had recovered their composure and Karen sat sideways across Nick's lap. "Thank you!" she said, kissing him softly on the mouth.

"I love you, babe. You don't have to thank me," Nick responded, kissing her in return.