Ricki and Jay’s Bon Voyage

After spending several weeks at sea, Ricki's contract with the cruise company was coming to an end. A lounge singer for the past few years, Ricki had a voice that was probably destined for greater things. Unfortunately, years of bad management had relegated her to less than glamorous gigs, including weeks at a time on less-than-great cruising boats.

This term had been different though after she was paired up with a piano player named Jay. While the two hadn't known of each other, prior to being thrown on stage together anyway, they had developed a rapport that the passengers all seemed to enjoy. Ricki had truly grown to appreciate his company in addition to his professionalism. Jay had the ability to riff along with anything, leaving Ricki frequently relaxed and at ease.

He was even nice enough to send her flowers, on a cruise ship no less, as a special thank you.

And with Ricki knowing that Jay's tour was coming to an end as well, she decided that she wanted to let him know that she loved him that night. The flowers were her sign.

Now, this wasn't a spur of the moment decision for Ricki. She had weighed the pros and cons and even made a list. Determined to review every option, she poured over how to do it and what to say. After weeks of chickening out, she was officially out of time. It was do or die in her mind, no doubt about it.

In her small shared room on the lower decks, Ricki fumbled through the closet before locating the barrettes that she was attempting to find. The little pink numbers would really pop against her tight black hair, which was already popping against her fair skin. Not one for too much sunshine, people would always tease her once she deboarded the ship. With the work she had put in that day though, no one would tease her at all.

After totaling at least an hour on her hair, Ricki clipped in the pops of color and shot the mirror a smile. Checking herself out from head to toe she turned her head slightly from side to side, using her brush and her hairspray in an attempt to tamp down the remaining stray hairs. Her roommate, Sonja, watched in awe as Ricki worked on her hair moving around the room, still completely naked after getting out of the shower an hour earlier.

Admiring her roommate's body, Sonja longed to have measurements similar to those of Ricki.

The busty woman wasn't the tallest, but she wasn't short by any means. Her features all seemed to work together, with even a little belly helping her to appear more fit. Sonja had been working out for years and felt that she always looked chubby. Not because she was, mind you, it's just that her organs need to go someplace.

Not that Sonja was lacking, the muscular woman had her own fair share of escapades, still enjoying the company of a woman more than a man any day. She continued to eye the petite and dolled up Ricki, a practical pin-up girl in the flesh, as she started to get dressed in her bathing suit.

Apparently, it turned out that Jay had a thing for pin-up girls, the types that would grace the calendars of old car garages. Or perhaps the ladies who appeared in those magazines that sat on the other side of her dad's barber shop. Not sure why Jay had the fetish, Ricki was happy to oblige, busting out all the tricks for this one.

Something that Sonja was still enjoying the perks of watching. A twinge of jealousy shot through her; a longing that someone would prepare like this for her someday.

"What's so great about this guy again," Sonja asked Ricki, an emphasis on the word guy as she thought more about taking Ricki on their own date.

"He's hot," Ricki answered precisely, not wanting to go on too much about why she found Jay to be amazing. "And the way he plays."

And that was the truth right there, Ricki thought to herself. Jay, while tall and handsome, was much more a combination of many little perfect things. He spoke highly of his parents, worked really hard, and spent years mastering his craft. The term pianist didn't begin to describe this man, despite him finding himself in the same situation as Ricki.

After getting her bikini on, she assessed herself in the mirror once again. She bounced the curls in her hands a few times before reaching to her chest and pulling on her bikini straps a bit, watching as her tits jiggled in their holsters. Ricki had opted for her favorite bikini, one that was maybe a little too small, she thought to herself as her pussy lips peaked out from the fabric "covering" her lower half.

"How do I look," Ricki asked her gawking friend.

"I can see your pussy lips," Sonja laughed. "Nice shave though."

She didn't care if Sonja saw her bald pussy, and was honestly eager for Jay to see it, but would prefer if the remaining people on the boat missed out. Pivoting to her closet, Ricki found a colorful sarong and wrapped it around her waist. Problem solved.

"Much better, but still missing something," Sonja smiled, hopping up from the bed and grabbing an unknown object from the small bedside table. Walking over behind her roommate, she reached around and placed a flower in her hair, giving her a hug from behind and a kiss on the cheek as they watched each other in the mirror smiling. "That's that. Go get him girl."

That was all the encouragement that Ricki needed.

Heading out of the room, she popped her head back in and gave Sonja a wave. Walking down the cramped hall, she made it to the bank of elevators that would take her to the upper decks. Pressing the button, she was grateful to find that there was already a car waiting. Once inside, she selected her floor and was off. Ricki found herself grateful that she had a few moments alone to build up her confidence.

At least she thought she would be alone, a sudden ding indicating that the elevator would be stopping after just one floor. How annoying, she thought to herself as the door opened. Looking up, she was excited to see that it was Jay, looking at his watch before lifting his head to see Ricki.

The smile that spread across his face when he noticed her standing there, was the type that could launch a thousand ships. A flash in his eyes that caused a flash in her body. Ricki could feel her cheeks flush as she blushed at her lust for Jay. And this beautiful man was excited to see HER no less. Not any of the other girls or guys, but Ricki. That was a feeling she had never experienced before prior to that moment. It was amazing.

That's it, she decided on the spot. They were having sex that night.

Grabbing Jay, she pulled him onto the elevator and began to kiss him on the lips. As the door closed behind him, Jay reciprocated by taking Ricki into his arms, for the very first time, and holding her tight, returning her kiss in a manner that he had only previously dreamt of. The two stood with lips locked together, the rising elevator giving them the sensation that they were floating in air. As the lift started to slow, Ricki took him by the face and planted one more extra firm plant on his lips. Breaking the kiss, she held her forehead to his and smiled, exhaling with a bit of chuckle.

"How long have you wanted this," she asked breathlessly.

"Since the moment we met," he replied, the two briefly saddened by the time they missed out on together. Regardless, the past was the past, and tonight the two were going to make the most of it.

"We have to get to the party," she whispered in kind, still being held close to his body and feeling the bond between them growing firmer. "Or we could skip it?"

"Let's skip it," Jay replied, practically finishing her sentence. Hitting the button below the floor that Ricki had originally chose, the elevator arrived at its destination and stopped. The two separating their hold but still maintaining contact via tightly clenched hands.

Taking the lead, Jay pulled Ricki behind him and started running down the deck. Due to arrive in Florida first thing the next morning, that night was still ripe for stargazing. Heading towards the back of the ship, Jay found one of his favorite spots.

Tucked away in a bit of corner, was a single lounge chair facing the vast ocean. Climbing into the lounge chair, Jay pulled Ricki towards him, her finding a space between his legs and leaning her body back into his. Taking hold of each other's hands yet again, the two canoodled together a bit as the occasional passenger walked past.

With his arms wrapped around her, Ricki took hold of his hands, bringing them in close to her body. As she pressed his hands against her skin, she could feel the hairs on his arms tickling the inside of her breasts. Holding him close, her body shuddered with chills as he began gently caressing the skin beneath her swimsuit fabric.

Lightly tracing up and down, he would reach the tie of her bikini top before bringing his hands back up and rubbing both of her shoulders lightly. Repeating the motion a few times, he finally kept his hand at the neatly tied bow, twirling the end with his finger tip as Ricki felt her nipples grow firm. At almost the same moment, she started to feel his erection poking into her lower back, wondering if he had seen her nipples as well. Or maybe he just noticed the change in her breathing, with his magical finger tips now untying the knot.

As the fabric fell away, more of her breasts came into view, causing the erection poking into her back to grow fully stiff. Shifting in her spot to tease Jay a little, she looked up at him over shoulder, making a kissing motion with her lips and awaiting his reply. Closing her eyes, she felt further sparks fly as she felt his breath on her lips, the inevitable kiss coming with a bit of a tongue surprise.

Hearing the sound of an approaching group of people, Ricki hopped up quickly and spun around, her bikini top now loose and serving no purpose. Dropping back down on the lounge chair, now facing Jay, she scooted forward until she was practically sitting on his lap, hugging him to cover herself as the group of people continued on their way.

Jay started to laugh, reaching between them and taking hold of her breasts, one in each hand.

"Listen," he instructed her. "Close your eyes."

Caressing her breasts softly, Ricki closed her eyes as her arms rested on his shoulders, her hands knotted just beyond his neck. Enjoying the sensation, she felt herself getting wetter as he started paying more attention to her most sensitive of skin. Rubbing his calloused finger tips around in circles, she could feel the blisters from years of finetuning his craft. Closing her eyes for a moment, she realized that his motions weren't random.

He was playing a song, that they both enjoyed to perform, on her chest, working his magic like he knew just what keys he was tickling. Quietly humming her part, the two created a special song, the mixing of two souls in a place destined to create memories. Wanting to savor the sensation forever, Ricki still longed to be closer, madly desiring to have her fellow muse deep inside her.

Still straddling him, she pulled her sarong up and then her bikini bottoms to the side. In that moment, he could see her whole pussy and reached forward, running his fingers along her lips. Smiling at her wetness, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his aching cock. Already dripping, Ricki reached for it immediately and stroked it several times, a twisting motion from top to bottom, and then back up, mixing his precum at the tip as she toyed.

Bending over, she took his stiff cock into her mouth, working his member like it was her own personal instrument. Still holding her bikini bottoms to the side, she slid two fingers into herself, working her pussy in anticipation of taking Jay's big shaft. Licking the tip, she savored the salty, clear liquid that shat was shimmering from the tip. Sucking it from his member, she looked up at him while still playing with her pussy.

Grabbing hold of his cock, she pulled his entire body forward using nothing but her hold on him. Inching his butt just a few inches forward enabled Ricki to get the angle that she so desired. Standing up, she placed her hands on his shoulder and started lowering herself down on to his pulsing manhood.

Dropping down on him, she accepted his cock in one fell swoop. His manhood split her open and practically in half, her pussy feeling every inch of him as it stretched her open.

Finding some bounce in the lounge deck chair, Ricki used it to her advantage as she started bouncing up and down on his cock.

As he lay there beneath his bouncing dream girl, Jay reached up and pulled her nipples gently, twisting them as he gripped his fingers slightly. Now holding them both, as her breasts struggled to bounce free, he began to roll them between his fingers as she moaned with pleasure. Taking a pause from bouncing, Ricki did her best to grind into Jay as hard as possible, trying to take as much of his cock as she possible could.

"You make me feel so full," Ricki whimpered, her slow grind picking up pace once again.

"You're so tight," he replied with lightning speed. "It feels so good."

"It does. FUCK," she moaned, a little louder than she had anticipated, but still hopefully quiet enough to avoid drawing any attention. "Come on, I want to try something."

Hopping up from his cock, Ricki grabbed his hand and pulled him from his chair. Running over to the railing on the edge of the ship, Ricki bent over the second beam and looked back at Jay.

"Fuck me Jay, you make me feel so magic-"

Suddenly attempting to catch her breath, Ricki felt all of Jay penetrate her lips once again, but this was in one sharp thrust. Taking all of his manhood as she looked towards the ocean, she received his thrusts as he built a rhythm, Jay feeling Ricki's pulse as he pounded away at her dripping snatch. Feeling her fluids run down to his balls, Jay savored the moment, railing his muse with nothing but the ocean watching.

Raising her head ever so slightly, Ricki looked up at the moon and the stars, enjoying the view as Jay continued to thrust into her from behind. As her breasts bounced with each slapping of skin, Jay reached forward with one of his hands, cupping each one and giving the nipple a little twist.

"Oh shit Ricki, I'm going to cum soon."

"I want to taste you Jay. I want to taste my pussy on your cock as you blow your load down my throat."

Holy shit, they both thought to themselves, briefly surprised at the feral vulgarity that was escaping Ricki's mouth.

"Uh, I'm going to cum," Jay announced, stepping back and taking over on his cock, stroking it madly as precum flung through the air.

Dropping to the ground, Ricki swallowed his shaft, Jay's meaty member poking the back of her throat as she continuously tried to gulp it down. Feeling his member begin to pulse, Ricki closed her eyes as the aroma of her pussy mixed with that of Jay's musk. With her nose buried in his neatly trimmed patch of fur, he began to pump into her mouth with vigor, grabbing her by the back of the head and holding her in place as he shot as load.

With the first shot catching Ricki off guard, she gagged a bit before welcoming his creamy load. Swallowing shot after shot of his salty load, Jay continued thrusting his big dick into her mouth, his cock refusing to soften as he dumped his load in his star singer's needy mouth.

Attempting to swallow it all proved to be a futile gesture as Jay's creamy load started spilling form the corner's of her mouth, Ricki refusing to let his cock escape the palace that she considered her mouth. Now feeling him begin to soften however, Ricki wanted to do everything she could to show her appreciation.

Taking his cock from her mouth, she began licking his balls and cleaning him slightly, a mixture of their juices covering her face. So much for being discrete, she thought to herself.

"How do you want to finish," Jay suddenly spoke, tucking his cock back into his pants and pulling up the zipper.

"What," Ricki asked, unsure of the question.

"Your orgasm. How do you want to finish," he tried once again.

No one had ever asked Ricki that question before. After years of sex, her personal orgasms had never once been seen as a priority. Ricki loved to have her pussy eaten, but her boyfriends and dates always seemed to lose interest before she finished.

Seeing a golden opportunity to orgasm the way she liked, she issued her request.

"Will you eat my pussy until I cum?"

"Sure thing," Jay replied.

"No no. I mean spread my cheeks and really get in there. Know what I mean?"

"Oh, hell yeah Ricki."

Suddenly lifting her to her feet, Jay spun her around back to the position she was earlier, when he was railing her from behind.

Dropping down, he began to lap at her pussy from behind. Tracing his tongue up and down the shaven lips, occasionally lunging at her clit to perform a few circles or flicks. After enjoying the start of his snack, Jay lifted two fingers in his mouth, licking them in addition to her pussy as he kept his face right inside her folds. The slobbering noises he made were almost as loud as Ricki had been earlier.

Inserting one finger, he quickly added the second and began finger fucking Ricki, still licking her pussy around the fingers that were now filling her swollen hole. With the sex they had already enjoyed, it didn't take long for Ricki's orgasm to start building.

"Oh fuck Jay, play me like your piano baby," she encouraged the musician, using his fingers masterfully to toy with her insides as he doubled down on his licking. The increase in tempo was just what the situation called for, with Jay noticing an increase in juices before he felt Ricki squeezing tightly around his fingers. Reaching his free hand forward, he grabbed ahold of one of her nipples and pinched firmly.

A silence overtook Ricki as she began to tremble, leaning back a bit and resting on Jay's face and fingers. As her mouth opened wide, she tried to moan and grunt, but found herself lacking air due to the rigid fucking her pussy was receiving.

With words still not escaping her mouth, she started to mumble something incoherent, over and over.

"What are you saying," Jay asked. "Harder?"

And with that, Jay picked up to this fastest pace yet, with Ricki's fluids splattering to the ground as Jay worked her to orgasm. Convulsing on his hands now, Ricki's orgasm washed over her like the high tide coming in for the day. Her body felt like it was floating as it fucked back on Jay's hands, her insides squeezing his fingers until she feared they may break.

"I'm cumming," she stated finally, a simple statement before repeating it several more times.

"I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Thank you, Jay, thank you for this whole summer." Ricki turned her pleasure-stricken face over her left shoulder, her words escaping with each exhalation.

Working her a bit more, Jay stood up and kissed her, still toying away with her pussy using his other hand. Kissing her deeply on the face, Ricki could taste her pussy as it rested upon his lips. Hugging him with her arm not being used to brace herself, the two held each other in place as another group of voices approaching.

Quickly adjusting her bikini top, Ricki took hold of Jay's hand and the two walked the opposite direction of the people. They held and hugged as the moon went down, exploring the deck until the sun came up. In the morning, they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, both wondering if they'd meet again someday. Maybe in a quiet club or a major concert, both knew the possibilities were endless for the other and wished them nothing but the best.