Sam looked up at the mighty cruise ship he was about to board. The M.V. Serendipity Voyager. What a strange name, but the exterior was imposing. 330 Meters long and 60 meters high, its 18 decks towered over the dock.

 

It was a mixture of luck and his device that Sam got a suite on the ship on such short notice. He would have loved to have Elise or Jen with him, but Elise needed to work, and Jen already had plans for the two weeks this cruise would take.

 

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime photoshoot event. I can't let that slip, even if it would mean spending two weeks with you on a cruise. As much as I would love to go, I have to decline." He could still hear her voice.

 

Granted, he could have used the device, but something told him it would be better without her. Now he was standing there, his hastily packed suitcase already on its own way to his suite. The line into the ship slowly moves forward. Soon, he would be at the reception.

 

He was looking forward to his time aboard. Without anyone who knew him, he could do so much, especially with his device. His plan was to first explore the ship and look for any potential targets for his mind control device. He wasn't sure what exactly he was looking for, but he was sure he would find something he liked.

 

He was now at the entrance and had a clear view inside the reception area. It was a large room with a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling. There were several rows of desks, each with a person in a uniform sitting behind it. They all smiled as he entered. After a quick check with the clerk and some paperwork, he was done. With his keycard in hand, he made his way through the ship.

 

He was still surprised at how easily he got the free 'upgrade' from his simple cabin to a suite. It was in the lower price range of suites but still better than the cheap indoor cabin with no windows.

 

He walked around the ship and was promptly lost. The clerk had given him instructions on how to find his suite, but he must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. He wandered around for a couple more minutes until he saw someone in a uniform walking down a corridor.

 

"Excuse me," he called out. The woman turned around, her annoyed expression quickly hidden behind a fake smile. "Yes?" she asked.

 

"I'm trying to find my way to my suite, but I seem to have gotten lost. Could you help me?" Sam asked.

 

Her brown eyes narrowed as she extended her hand. "Of course, I can. What's your room number?" she asked. He handed her his keycard.

 

Sam took the time to inspect her uniform. He didn't know the ranks or symbol for them, but she seemed important. On her shoulders, she had 3 gold stripes, and a visor cap was under her arm. The nameplate on her full chest had 'Barrington' in golden letters on it.

 

"Sailor's Retreat Suite?" She asked, giving him an inquisitive look. "You do not seem like the type of person to get a suite like that." She handed him back the card. "You need to go down a deck. The elevators are that way," pointing down the corridor. "After that, you walk left and take the second right." She explained. "Now, if you will excuse me, I'm expected elsewhere."

 

"Thank you," Sam said, smiling at her. She nodded and continued on her way. He watched her walk away. Her hips swayed from side to side with each step, and he couldn't help but stare at her ass.

 

After he followed her instructions, he found himself standing in front of a door labeled 'Sailor's Retreat Suite.' He inserted his keycard into the lock and opened the door. There was a living area with a couch, a television, and a small kitchenette. A sliding door led out to a balcony, which overlooked the ocean. There was also a bedroom with a king-size bed and a bathroom with a walk-in shower.

 

"Not too bad," Sam thought to himself as he walked around the suite. He looked out the window and saw the other ships in the harbor. He decided to unpack his bag and put his clothes in the dresser. The TV was playing a 'welcome aboard' clip on repeat. While unpacking, he overheard something about a welcome aboard reception. He turned back to the TV and watched the clip. It was a short video explaining the various events that would happen during the cruise. There was a welcome aboard reception in the main hall, which would start in 10 minutes. He decided to go there and check it out.

 

***

 

The reception was nothing special, just a bunch of people milling around, talking to each other. Sam stood by the wall, watching everyone. There were a few families, but most of the people seemed to be couples. Some waiters walked around with trays of drinks and snacks. Sam grabbed a drink and sipped it slowly.

 

A few minutes later, an older man in uniform, obviously the captain, took a microphone and addressed the audience. "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome aboard the Serendipity Voyager. I am Captain James Mitchell, and I would like to welcome you all to this voyage. We will be sailing to several destinations over the next two weeks before returning here."

 

Sam noticed the woman he met in the corridor before standing next to him.

 

"My crew, First Officer Barrington, and I are looking forward to making this cruise enjoyable for you." The man said, gesturing to the woman next to him. He continued to talk about the various events that would take place during the cruise.

 

Sam was shocked. Had he heard that correctly? The woman he just met was the first officer? He looked at her again and realized that she was indeed the same woman who had helped him earlier. She was wearing a crisp white uniform, and her raven-black hair was pulled back in a bun.

 

The Captain had finished his speech, and the audience applauded. Sam clapped along with everyone else, but he couldn't help but stare at the First Officer. She had an air of authority about her, and her brown eyes seemed to bore into his soul.

 

The group dispersed, and Sam made his way through the crowd. He wanted to get closer to the First Officer, but she was surrounded by people. He decided to wait until the crowd thinned out before approaching her. He stood off to the side, watching her interact with the guests.

 

He made sure that nobody was looking as he pointed the pen-like device at her and pressed the button. The small beep confirmed her registration as a target.

 

A bit later, he watched as she walked towards the bar to get a drink. He followed her and sat down next to her. He ordered a coke and waited for her to finish her drink. "Hello, First Officer Barrington," he smiled. "I'm Sam."

 

She turned to look at him, and her stern expression changed to surprise. "Oh, it's you. The person who got lost earlier." She said, nodding. "Did you find your way back to your room?" She asked, taking a sip of her drink.

 

"Yes, thank you," Sam said before looking around to check that nobody was within earshot. He leaned closer and whispered to her, "Instruction mode. You want to give me a private tour of the ship after your shift. Execute Instruction."

 

Her expression momentarily got emotionless before she returned to normal. "I'm glad I could help." She said, smiling at him. She finished her drink and stood up. "I have other matters to attend to now. Enjoy your stay." She walked away from him. He watched her leave and then finished his drink. He couldn't wait for her to be off duty.

 

***

 

Sam spent the next couple of hours aimlessly wandering around the decks. The cabin decks were nothing special, so he focused on the amusement areas. The pool on the topmost deck was interesting. It was rather empty. Most passengers are probably boarding, leaving, or are at some shore events. Between a couple of people in the pool, one person stood out. The lifeguard.

 

She was sitting in a chair overlooking the pool. Her dark hair was tied back in a ponytail, and her sunglasses hid her eyes. She wore a white swimsuit and flip-flops, with a whistle around her neck. She seemed to be scanning the area for any signs of trouble. Sam walked over to her and smiled. "Hello," he said.

 

"Can I help you?" she asked, her look only momentarily leaving the pool.

 

"I was just wondering if you could tell me more about the pool," Sam said, trying to sound as innocent as possible.

 

She sighed but never looked away from the pool. "Normally, yes, but because of boarding, my colleagues are not here, so I need to watch closely. You can ask one of the staff members for information." She gestured to the various members of the crew walking around.

 

Sam nodded and walked away from her. She seemed like a good target. She was very attractive, the tight swimsuit accentuating her curves. Her breasts were a bit small for his taste, but they still looked good on her slender body. He estimated her to be around 1.7m tall, maybe 20 years old. Her chestnut-brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. He couldn't see her eyes, but her face was pretty.

 

He turned around and discreetly used the device on her. His time would come soon enough.

 

***

 

A knock on the door woke Sam up from his slumber. He had fallen asleep while waiting for the first officer. He rubbed his eyes and walked over to the door. He opened it and saw first officer Barrington standing there. She was wearing her uniform, and her hair was pulled back in a bun. "First Officer Barrington," he said, "Can I help you?" He knew why she was here, but he played innocent.

 

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you wanted to join me for a tour of the ship?" she asked. Her stern demeanor was broken by a smile.

 

"I would love to, but excuse me asking, why?" Sam feigned confusion.

 

"You— You remind me of someone," Her left thumb started rubbing a ring around her ringfinger that Sam hadn't noticed before. She sighed, "You look very similar to my husband. Back when we were young and had more time together..." she trailed off.

 

"Oh, I'm sorry," Sam said, trying to sound sympathetic.

 

"Don't be, that sounded more dramatic than it actually is. He is still alive and well, and we are still married, but I just haven't seen him for some time."

 

Sam nodded and stepped out. "Let's go then,"

 

"Alright, so first, we have the cabin decks, of course. While there are some hidden service areas here and there, there is nothing else to see here." She explained as they walked through the corridors.

 

Sam was intrigued by her figure as he followed her, her uniform hugging her curves tightly. Her trim waist and round ass gave the word hourglass a new meaning. He couldn't help but stare at it as they walked.

 

They continued on, and she showed him the various facilities on the ship. The gym, the spa, the shops, and the restaurants. As they reached the pool, she explained something about the water cleaning. Sam was looking for the lifeguard he had met earlier, but she was nowhere to be seen. Instead, a fit-looking man was sitting in the chair.

 

"I met the lifeguard before," He interrupted her, "is she off duty now?"

 

"I don't know all the schedules, but I guess so." She answered, "Which one?"

 

"Huh?"

 

"Which lifeguard did you meet?" she asked again.

 

"Oh, the one with chestnut hair," Sam said, pointing to the chair where the girl was sitting earlier. "I think she was around 1.7m tall and wore sunglasses..."

 

The First Officer nodded, "I think her name is Mira. She is very diligent and observant. I'm glad she is here to ensure everyone's safety." She looked around the pool area. "Is there anything else you want to see?"

 

"I don't know... I would love to see the bridge, but I guess that's not possible?"

 

The First Officer shook her head, "No, it's not. But I can show you something else." She smiled. She led him to a door that looked like it would lead to a crew-only area.

 

"Most people don't go through here because it looks off limits. But actually, it is our 'observation' area." She made air quotes with her fingers as she said the word. "It's open to the public, but most people don't know about it." She explained as she opened the door.

 

They stepped into a small room that had a staircase leading up. "Follow me," she walked up the stairs. Sam followed her and found himself on a platform overlooking the entire pool area. It was a large area with seats and tables scattered around.

 

"If you ever need a quiet, secluded place, this is it," she said, sitting down on one of the chairs. Sam sat down next to her, and they looked out over the pool area. A few people were milling about, but the area was mostly empty.

 

She looked at her watch, "I need to go now. It was nice meeting you, Sam." She stood up.

 

"Thank you for the tour, Mrs. Barrington," Sam said, smiling at her.

 

She frowned, "While I'm off duty, you can call me Helena." She smiled back.

 

"Goodbye, Helena," Sam said, waving at her. She waved back and disappeared down the stairs. Sam sat there for a while, watching the people below.

 

***

 

After breakfast, Sam gathered together with other passengers to watch the ship leave port. He stood on the deck, watching as the ship slowly pulled away from the dock. It was like an intricate dance between the ship and the dock workers. Once the ship was clear, the horn sounded, signaling their departure. Sam watched as the city slowly faded into the distance. He took a deep breath, feeling the fresh sea air fill his lungs.

 

Before, he felt like he was in a dream, but now, it hit him. He was really on a cruise ship. He looked around the deck and saw a few people milling about. Some were taking pictures. Others were just enjoying the view.

 

He checked the cruise app for something to do and stumbled upon a show that would start in less than 1 hour. A Contortionist would perform at some place called "The Serenade Showcase." He decided to check it out. After all, he had nothing better to do.

 

The place was packed when he arrived, but he managed to find a seat near the front. The lights dimmed, and the music started playing. A spotlight appeared on the stage, and a woman walked out. Together with the announcement, "Ladies and Gentlemen, Julia!" the crowd cheered. She was wearing a shimmering costume that accentuated her curves. Her chestnut brown hair was tied back in a bun, and her hazel eyes sparkled in the light. She smiled at the audience and began her performance.

 

Sam watched in awe as she twisted and bent her body in ways that seemed impossible. She squeezed herself into a box that looked way to small for a human. She did the splits and laid down on her belly, her feet resting on the back of her head. She even managed to fold herself into a ball and roll around the stage. The audience was captivated by her performance.

 

She pushed herself through a hole not larger than her head, her legs sticking out behind her. She then proceeded to contort her body into various shapes, her legs moving from one side to another, her feet finally touching the floor.

 

Sam was overwhelmed by the possibilities she could bring to the bedroom. With a quick glance around, he pointed the device at her and pressed the button. The beep confirmed her registration as a target. He couldn't wait to talk to her alone. As the show ended, he joined the crowd in applauding her.

 

He waved a waiter over and asked him if and where Julia would give autographs. The waiter told him that she would be near the entrance in 30 minutes. That would be enough time to get a drink and relax a bit. He ordered a coke and enjoyed the next act.

 

He waited around a bit after the show before heading to the reception. He found Julia talking to a group of fans. She signed their programs and took pictures with them. Sam waited for the group to leave before approaching her. Nobody was near or paid any attention as he walked towards her. "Hello, Julia," he said with a warm smile. She turned to look at him, and her expression changed from surprise to delight. "Hello," she said, smiling back at him.

 

Sam had the feeling he had seen her before, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He decided to ignore it and just enjoy the moment. "I'm Sam. I enjoyed your show," he said, extending his hand.

 

She shook his hand, "Thank you, I'm Julia. But you already knew that."

 

"I was wondering if you would like to join me for a drink?" Sam asked, hoping she would say yes. She looked him up and down before answering, "I'm sorry, but I have other plans."

 

Sam, feeling that his chance might be slipping away, quickly said, "Command mode on."

 

Her expression changed to a blank stare, and her eyes went glassy.

 

"You find me attractive, and you want to spend time with me." He whispered to her.

 

"I understand," she said in a monotone voice.

 

Sam was pleased with himself and finished with "Command mode off."

 

Julia's expression returned to normal, and her smile returned, "I'm sorry, but I have other plans." She said again, this time without the cold shoulder, before turning away.

 

"If you change your mind, I'm in Suite 1028," Sam said. She glanced at him over her shoulder before disappearing into a crew-only area.

 

***

 

Sam arrived at the pool. He had time to kill until Julia would finish her shows. The area was more busy than yesterday, but there were still plenty of free chairs. He sat down and watched the people. Some were swimming in the pool, while others were lounging on the chairs. The lifeguard from before was sitting in her chair, watching the people in the pool. He noticed two more lifeguards, both men, but they were standing near the edge of the pool. He wondered why there were three lifeguards, but he shrugged it off. He didn't know how many lifeguards were needed for a pool this size.

 

After a refreshing swim, Sam got out of the pool and walked over to the lifeguard's chair. He stood there, watching her for a moment before speaking up, "Hello, I'm Sam."

 

This time, she actually looked at him, "I know, I remember you from yesterday." Her hazel eyes scanned him up and down. "I'm Mira." She smiled. "You swim like you are about to drown any second." She said, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

 

"Very funny," Sam rolled his eyes. Something about her felt familiar. Then it clicked: she looked exactly like Julia, the contortionist. They must be twins. He was sure she hadn't mentioned a twin sister in her introduction. He decided to test his theory, "Are you sure you are called Mira and not Julia?"

 

She shot him a wide smile, "Maybe, who knows? I could be Julia, and Mira is my twin sister." She winked at him. "Or maybe I'm Mira, and Julia is my twin sister."

 

"You," he gestures toward her body, "look exactly like her, except for the tan," Sam said. "So, which one is it?"

 

"I'm Mira, and she is Julia," Mira said with a giggle. "But I must say, you are fast. Most people take days to figure it out." She sounded impressed.

 

"Well, what can I say? I have a keen eye for details," Sam smirked at her. "But seriously, why didn't she mention you?" He knew that twins weren't always close, but they worked on the same ship.

 

"We like to play little pranks on people," Mira explained, "We switch places every now and then, and nobody notices. It's fun." She laughed. "And it's even more fun when we do it in front of an audience. Outside of work, of course. I can't do the whole folding my body like origami thing," She gestured with her arms. "But I do know how to make people think I am her."

 

"Forgive me if I'm rude, but I'm curious: Do you like the same things?"

 

She looked at him for a moment before answering, "We are very similar, but we do have our own personalities. We have different interests, but we also share some of them." She shrugged. "We are twins, but we are not the same person."

 

"Do you have the same interests in men?" Sam asked, unable to stop himself. He knew it was a bold question, but he couldn't help himself. She was so beautiful, and he was intrigued by her.

 

"Oh, you are a cheeky one, aren't you?" She said, raising an eyebrow. "First off, who said I was into men? Secondly, that's really none of your business." She gave him a stern look.

 

Mira wasn't actually offended, while he was definitely not her type. Too nerdy and not enough muscles. She couldn't deny that she found him interesting. His way of talking, his confidence, and his curiosity were all traits she liked in a man. But he was just not her type. She didn't mind flirting with him, though. It was harmless fun, after all. She would never tell him that, though.

 

Sam's mind raced. Should he give her the same command as Julia? What would happen if they found out they were into the same guy? Better not risk it. Something else was better suited for her.

 

He leaned in closer and said, "Command mode on."

 

Her expression changed to a blank stare, and her eyes unfocused.

 

"You find me intriguing even if not necessarily attractive. You would not mind going on a few dates with me."

 

"I understand," her monotone voice responded.

 

"Command mode off," Sam said, smiling at her. Her expression returned to normal.

 

"It was nice chatting with you," Sam said, "See you around." With that, he left. Mira was a bit confused but quickly returned her focus to work.

 

Sam went off to the deck Helena had shown him. Compared to the area around the pool, it was empty. He sat down and watched the ocean. He still had some time until Julia would be free, so he decided to relax a bit.

 

***

 

After her work, Mira went down to her and her sister's cabin. It was small, even smaller than the cheapest passenger cabins, but it was free. She never spent much time there anyway, preferring to spend her time working or hanging out around the ship. She took a quick shower and changed into casual clothes. Julia returned while she was still dressing up. "Hey, sis," Mira said. "How was the show?" She asked, pulling a shirt over her head.

 

"It was good," Julia sat down on her bed. "But I don't have time for our usual spiel with the guests today. I have something else planned." She grinned

 

"Oh? What is it?" Mira curiously asked.

 

"I met this guy, and I want to get to know him better," Her grin getting wider.

 

"Ohh, someone's got a crush," Mira giggled. "What's his name?" She moved closer to her sister.

 

"Sam"

 

"Wait, Sam? The guy I talked to at the pool?" Mira was surprised.

 

"I don't know to whom you talk in your shift, silly," Julia rolled her eyes."I'll tell you about him later," she added, standing up. "But now I need to go."

 

She left, and Mira sat there for a moment, wondering what her sister was up to. She shrugged it off and continued getting ready.

 

***

 

Sam stepped out of the shower. The day in the sun was delightful, and he felt full of energy. He figured Julia should be done with her shows around now. He dried himself and put on some casual clothes.

 

He spent some time browsing the TV channels and found a show about the history of the cruise industry. It was quite interesting, and he learned a lot about how the industry had evolved over the years. He was just about to learn about the first-ever cruise when a knock on the door interrupted him.

 

It was Julia, still wearing her shimmering costume. "Hello, Sam," she beamed at him.

 

"Hello, Julia," Sam smiled back at her.

 

"I was hoping we could spend some time together," Her expression was hopeful.

 

"Ahh, sure," he said, stepping aside to let her in. "I would love to." He added, closing the door behind her.

 

"I've never been to a suite like this before," Julia said, looking around the room. "It's very nice." She added, walking over to the balcony. She opened the door and stepped outside. The view was breathtaking, and she took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air.

 

"So what do you have in mind? Dinner? Movie? Or something else?" Sam asked, joining her on the balcony.

 

"I'm not really hungry right now. And I don't know any good movies playing right now." She shrugged. "I guess we could just hang out here," she suggested, gesturing to the couch inside.

 

"Sure," Sam said, following her inside. They sat down on the couch. Julia folded her legs under her body in a way that made Sam wonder how she managed to do that without breaking her bones.

 

"So, tell me about yourself," Julia leaned forward. "What do you do for a living?"

 

"I'm a student. Nothing too exciting, I'm afraid." He shrugged. "What about you? How did you end up doing contortionist shows on a cruise ship?"

 

"I've always been flexible, even as a kid. I started doing gymnastics when I was young, and it just went from there."

 

"I'm not sure I believe you," Sam said, "If you were that flexible since birth, Mira would be too, but she said she is not."

 

Julia was surprised, "You know Mira?"

 

"Yes, I talked to her at the pool. She said you two like to play little pranks on people by switching places. But she also said that she can't do the whole folding of her body like origami thing."

 

"Oh, she said that, huh?" Julia laughed."To be fair, we were both flexible. She just decided she liked water more than gymnastics." She shook her head. "Sometimes, I envy her. She gets to work at the pool all day while I have to perform on stage." With a sigh, she added, "But I enjoy my job, so it's fine."

 

They talked for a good time, chatting about various topics. They both enjoyed the conversation, and they felt like they could talk to each other about anything.

 

"On the chance of being offensive, what's the most impressive thing you can do?" He asked, genuinely curious.

 

"Well, I can tie myself into a pretzel if that's what you mean. But I can also stand on my feet while laying on my belly."

 

"Wait, what? Have you shown that on stage?" Sam was surprised. "Yes, I have, but only for a bit. It's rather..." she paused, "revealing." She finished, her cheek turning red. "I can show you if you want," she added, smiling at him.

 

"I don't know... I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Sam looked away from her. "Don't worry, I'm not shy," Julia stood up. "It's just the crowd that makes me nervous." She started taking off her shoes.

 

"Okay then,"

 

With trained motions, she bends her back. Within seconds, her head appears between her legs, and she lowers herself towards the floor. She moved her head and upper body forward and soon was resting on her belly while her feet were still touching the floor. She smiled at him, her head between her feet.

 

Sam remembered the pose. She had done it in her show, but facing to the side instead of directly towards him. And now he understood why. The thin fabric of her costume was pressed tightly against her labia, and he could clearly see her pussy lips. He felt his cock stirring in his pants.

 

"You see?" Her voice sounded a bit pressed because of her position.

 

"Yes, I do," Sam said, trying not to stare at her crotch. "It's quite impressive," he added, looking away from her.

 

She laughed, "I can hold this position for a few minutes before I need to change," she said, slowly standing back up.

 

"I can do it the other way around, too," she added with a wink.

 

"No, thank you," Sam shook his head. "I don't need to see your ass right now." A nervous laugh left his mouth.

 

"You sure? You seem to be enjoying the view," Her eyes darting down to his crotch. Sam looked down and saw the bulge in his pants.

 

"Uhh," he stammered, his face turning red. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." he trailed off, not knowing what to say.

 

"Don't worry," Julia said, sitting back down next to him. "I'm flattered, really. It's been a while since someone has been turned on by me," she said, leaning closer to him. "I mean, I get compliments and stuff, but it's usually about how good I am at my job," she explained, sighing. "I guess it's nice to know that someone finds me attractive for more than just my ability to bend my body like a pretzel." She looked at him with a hopeful expression.

 

"I find you very attractive." He smiled at her.

 

"Thank you," A wide smile on her face. "I'm glad we met," she said, leaning closer to him.

 

"I am, too,"

 

Their faces were inches apart, and he could feel her breath on his skin.

 

They sat there for a moment, just looking at each other. Then, without warning, Julia closed the distance between them and kissed him. Her lips were soft and warm, and he kissed her back, his hands finding their way to her waist. They stayed like that for a while, just kissing and enjoying each other's company. Then, Julia broke the kiss and looked at him.

 

"Show me,"  her voice barely above a whisper.

 

"What?" Sam was confused.

 

"Show me how attracted to me you are," she said, her eyes boring into his. "I want to see your cock," she added, her eyes darting downwards.

 

Sam gulped, his heart hammering in his chest. He stood up and pulled down his pants and boxers. His cock sprang free, standing proudly in front of him.

 

Julia gasped, her eyes widening. "Oh my god," she covered her mouth with a hand. "It's so big," Her eyes never left his cock.

 

"Good thing my joints aren't the only thing flexible," she said, licking her lips.

 

She sank to her knees in front of him, her eyes locked on his cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it slowly. Sam groaned, his cock twitching in her hand. "You like that, huh?" She grinned. She leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock, her tongue swirling around it.

 

Sam moaned, his hands tangling in her hair. "Fuck," he said, his hips bucking involuntarily. Julia took the tip of his cock in her mouth, sucking on it gently. She was barely able to fit his full width in her mouth, but she managed. And took him deeper and deeper with each bob of her head. Sam groaned, his grip on her hair tightening. Her tongue swirled around his shaft, sending waves of pleasure through his body. She sucked on his cock like a pro, taking him deep in her throat before pulling back and teasing the tip.

 

With a pop, she let go of his cock and looked up at him. Sam shivered, his cock throbbing in the air.

 

"You taste so good," she hushed. "I could suck you all day,"

 

"But I have other plans," she stood up before unzipping her costume and letting it fall to the floor. She wasn't wearing anything underneath, and Sam's eyes widened as he took in her naked form.

 

A part of Sam's mind was asking if she did the same for her shows. But his main focus was her body. Her breasts were small but perky, her nipples hard and erect. Her stomach was flat, and her hips flared out from her narrow waist. Her pussy was shaved, and her labia were swollen with arousal. He could smell her arousal, and it made his cock throb even harder.

 

She stepped closer to him and pressed her body against his. "I want you to fuck me," she whispered while she pressed her hands against his chest.

 

With a gentle push, Sam fell onto the couch. She crawled up his legs, her hand gently touching his dick before she positioned herself over him. Slowly, she lowered herself onto his cock, her pussy lips parting as he slid inside her. Sam groaned, his hands gripping her hips as she took him deeper and deeper. She threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent moan as his cock filled her completely. She started to move, her hips rocking back and forth as she rode him. Sam moaned, his hands roaming over her body.

 

The couch was clearly not made for this, Sam sank too deep into the pillow. But Julia adjusted herself, using her incredible flexibility to sink lower, allowing her to ride him better. It was an awkward position, but they managed to make it work. Sam's hands found their way to her breasts, squeezing them gently as she bounced up and down on his cock. Her pussy was tight and wet, and his cock slid in and out of her easily. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as she rode him faster and faster. Sam groaned, his hips bucking as he thrust up into her. Her well-trained muscles squeezed his cock, sending waves of pleasure through his body. The feeling of her warm, wet pussy enveloping his cock was almost too much for him. He knew he wouldn't last long.

 

"I'm close," Sam's voice was strained. Julia slowed down, "You need to wait a bit, big boy," she said as she suddenly removed herself from him.

 

"What?" Sam asked, confused. He felt cold without her warmth around him.

 

"I don't want you to cum yet," she winked. "I want to enjoy you for a bit longer," she added, her hand stroking his cock gently. She moved her other hand between her legs and then towards her mouth. She licked her fingers clean, moaning softly as she tasted herself. "You taste good, but I want more," she leaned forward and kissed him deeply.

 

With a small tug, she pulled him up from the couch before gently guiding him towards his bedroom.

 

"I'll show you the best part of my flexibility," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She crawled onto the bed, presenting her behind to him. She spread her legs, exposing her pussy and ass. "Come and get it," she looked over her shoulder. Sam couldn't resist. He positioned himself behind her and grabbed her hips. She lowered her head, and he could feel her hot breath on his cock. She licked the underside of his dick and his balls while he was mere centimeters away from her entrance.

 

"Do it," She whispered. "Fuck me."

 

Sam didn't need to be told twice. He pushed forward. She was still tight, but his cock slid in easily. He groaned, his grip on her hips tightening as he buried himself deeper inside her.

 

"Fuck, that is so hot," her husky voice said. Sam couldn't see it, but he knew she was watching as he entered her.

 

Julia was in heaven. She had never felt so full before. His cock stretched her pussy wide, and she loved every second of it. She could feel and see his balls slap against her clit as he fucked her, and it sent shivers of pleasure through her body. It was something completely different seeing how his fat cock entered her, his balls slapping against her clit. She had to admit that it was a bit weird seeing it from this angle, but it was also incredibly hot. She moaned, her hands gripping her legs as he pounded her. She opened her mouth and started sucking on his balls while he thrusts into her. She was nearly there, just a bit more. She let go of his balls and started sucking her own clit. She had done this in private before, but this was something different. His balls were now slapping against her forehead.

 

With a deep moan into her own clit she came, her pussy massaging Sam's dick. He couldn't hold it anymore and unloaded his seed into her. He filled her with his cum, his cock pulsing as he shot load after load deep inside her. Julia's orgasm was intensified by seeing his dick pulsing inside her. She could see his urethra convulsing to move his cum up, and she could feel each rope hitting her insides. Her hot breath on her clit made it even better.

 

As surreal as it sounded, her orgasm felt different. She wasn't sure if it was because of her bent body or the fact that she was watching it from an unusual angle, but it was definitely different. She felt like she was floating on a cloud of pleasure, her body tingling all over. She closed her eyes and let herself drift away on the waves of ecstasy.

 

As their orgasm subsided, she whispered, "Pull it out, slowly,"

 

Sam did as she said, and she watched exited as his cock slowly exited her pussy. She could see his cum mixed with her juices dripping from her pussy lips directly into her mouth. Sam looked down and saw her, mouth wide open, gaze fixed on his dick. Without much thought, he angled his dick down and pushed into her mouth. She happily sucked him clean before letting go of him.

 

Sam collapsed next to her. Julia unfolded herself before cuddling up against his chest. They lay there for a while, enjoying the afterglow of their orgasms.

 

"Do you do that to every guy you just met?" Sam asked, breaking the silence.

 

"No, I don't usually fuck guys I just met," Julia laughed. "Especially like this. But you are special. There's just something about you that makes me want to do things I normally wouldn't do," she explained, her hand trailing down his chest.

 

***

 

Mira was watching a movie on their small TV, waiting for Julia. She took way longer than she expected.

 

"At least she is alright," Mira thought, "I would know if something happened to her. That's how this twins thing works, right?" Still, she was worried. Just as she was about to text her, the door opened, and Julia walked in.

 

"Where have you been? I've been worried sick!"

 

 "I'm sorry," Julia smiled sheepishly. "I lost track of time,"

 

"What were you doing?" Mira crossed her arms.

 

"I was with Sam," Julia said, blushing.

 

"For four hours? Really?" Mira raised an eyebrow.

 

"Yes, we were talking, and I just got lost in the moment,"

 

"There is something you are hiding from me! I can sense it!" Mira poked her finger at her sister's chest.

 

"No, there isn't," She batted her hand away. "I'm tired, and I want to go to bed,"

 

"You let him fuck you, didn't you?" Mira asked, following her.

 

"What? No," Julia said, shaking her head. "It's more like I fucked him... and then he fucked me,"

 

"Oh my god," Mira's eyes widened. "So, you did let him fuck you!" She said, pointing at her sister. "Weren't you supposed to go on a date or something?"

 

"I never said anything about a date," Julia said, rolling her eyes. "I just said I wanted to get to know him better." She sat down on her bed. "And I did."

 

"Yes, I'm sure you now know his dick inside out," Mira said, rolling her eyes. "Why did you do it?"

 

"I don't know," Julia sighed. "He is nice, and I find him attractive. I guess I just couldn't resist,"

 

"I bet he used some cheesy pick-up line on you," Mira said, rolling her eyes. "Also, you find him attractive? Jules, I know what you like, and he is not. your. type."

 

"My taste can change, you know. Besides, it's not like I'm going to marry him or something," she grinned. "I just wanted to have some fun, and I did."

 

"Was he at least good? I mean, I can see why he would be attracted to you, but you are the one who has to enjoy it, too," Mira said, looking at her.

 

"Yeah, he was good," Julia giggled. "Even so much that I could try this one thing I always wanted to try but never had the chance to,"

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"Well, let's just say that I got a really good look at his cock while he was fucking me," Julia winked at her sister. "I must admit, it was quite impressive."

 

Mira's eyes widened. "Oh my god. You are disgusting."

 

Julia taunted, "You're just jealous."

 

"As if."

 

Julia smirked. "Have fun thinking that." She disappeared into the bathroom.

 

***

 

Sam slept in late. The previous day was exhausting. So it was no surprise when he woke up to the sound of someone knocking on his door. He groaned and rolled over, trying to ignore the noise. Shortly after, he heard the door open, and a voice called out, "Housekeeping!"

 

Adrenalin rushed through his body, and he jumped out of bed. He quickly grabbed a pair of pants and pulled them on before rushing out of the bedroom. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone," he said, his face flushed with embarrassment. The maid looked at him, her expression unreadable. "It's okay, sir. I'll come back later." She said.

 

"No, it's fine," he said, shaking his head. "I need to get out of here anyway." He smiled at her. She nodded and started cleaning the room. Sam grabbed his phone and wallet before heading out of the suite.

 

It was too late for breakfast and just a bit too early for lunch. Sam wandered around the decks for something to do. As he reached the pool, he looked for Mira. She was nowhere to be seen. But a group of people caught his attention.

 

He walked over and, thanks to his height, could soon see Helena standing in the center of the group. She explained something about the design of the ship. She sounded very professional, and the crowd listened to her with interest. They asked questions, and she answered them patiently. Sam was impressed. He hadn't expected her to be so good at this. He stayed for a while, listening to her talk about the ship and the industry in general.

 

Soon, the crowd scattered and left, leaving only him and Helena behind. "That was impressive," Sam walked over to her.

 

"Thank you,"  She beamed him a warm smile.

 

"I was wondering if you would like to join me for lunch?" He asked, returning her smile.

 

"I would love to,"

 

"Great, where should we go?" He gestured towards the restaurants nearby.

 

Helena laughed, "Not there, follow me," she said, leading him away from the pool area.

 

She led him to the crew-only area near the bridge. After a short walk, they reached a simple door with "First Officer H. Barrington" written on it.

 

"This is my office," She opened the door."Because of my rank, I have some privileges, and one of them is that I can order food directly to my office," she explained, walking inside.

 

Sam followed her and closed the door behind him. The office was small but neat and tidy. There was a desk with a computer and a few chairs.

 

She said down behind her desk."We can have anything from every restaurant on board, and it will be delivered here,"

 

"That sounds great," Sam said, sitting down across from her.

 

"What would you like to eat?"

 

"I'm not sure. What do you recommend?"

 

"I usually get the same thing every time."

 

"And what is it?"

 

"A burger and fries from the grill," she laughed. "I know it's not very healthy, but I love it."

 

"Sounds good to me," Sam said, nodding. "I'll have the same,"

 

"Alright, I'll place the order."

 

After a short talk with the kitchen, she hung up and turned her attention back to Sam.

 

"So, what do you think of the ship so far?" She asked, leaning back in her chair.

 

Sam smiled. "It's amazing. I've never been on a cruise before, and this is beyond anything I could have imagined,"

 

"I'm glad you are enjoying yourself."

 

"What have you done since we last met? Anything interesting?"

 

"Not really," Sam shrugged. "I went to the pool, saw a show, and had dinner." Intentionally leaving out the part where he fucked Julia.

 

"Ohh, what show did you see?"

 

"The Contortionist Show, It was amazing,”

 

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. It's one of the more popular shows on board."

 

"Did you know that Julia, the contortionist, has a twin sister?"

 

She nodded. "Yes, I did. They are quite popular among the crew."

 

"So that's why you did not tell me about her," Sam said, connecting the dots."You wanted me to figure it out myself."

 

"And you did. How did you find out?"

 

"Well, it wasn't that hard after talking to Julia and afterward to Mira. The similarities are obvious,"

 

"I must admit, I'm impressed," she grinned at him. "From what I heard, you must be the fastest one who figured it out,"

 

"I'm honored," Sam chuckled. "Enough about me, what about you? How is a normal day as a first officer?"

 

"Well, it's usually quite busy. I keep most of the daily business away from the captain and make sure everything runs smoothly," she explained. "It's a lot of paperwork and meetings, but I enjoy it," she added.

 

"Sounds exciting,"

 

Helena laughed. "It is, but it's also a lot of responsibility. You were lucky to catch me on my break. I normally don't have much time to chat with passengers."

 

"I'm glad I did."

 

The door opened, and a young man entered, carrying two plates of food. He seemed surprised to see Sam but quickly recovered and placed the plates on the desk.

 

"Enjoy your meal," The man said before leaving.

 

"This looks delicious," Sam said, looking at his plate.

 

They ate in silence for a while, enjoying the food.

 

"So Sam, there is something I've been meaning to ask you," Helena broke the silence.

 

"What is it?"

 

"This may sound strange, but please let me finish. Alright?"

 

"Okay," Sam nodded. "Go ahead."

 

"I have told you about my husband and that you look like a younger version of him." Sam noticed that her thumb was again playing with her ring. "Since my assignments are often the full six months, it can take a toll on our relationship." She sighed, "Because of that, we have decided to live in an open marriage. I know for a fact that he uses this opportunity while I'm away, but I have never done so." She paused, "Until now."

 

She looked at him with a serious expression. "This must sound really weird, but, well, I find you attractive, and I would like to spend the night with you," She said, blushing slightly. "You don't have to answer right away. I understand if you don't want to."

 

Sam was speechless. This was the last thing he expected her to say. He didn't know how to react. "Umm, thank you for being honest with me."

 

He was racking his brain, but he could only remember giving her the instructions for the private tour. "This must really be her own wish," he thought. He took a quick glance at her; her uniform showed her curves well, and her raven-black hair framed her beautiful face. If it would be just about her looks, he would say yes in a heartbeat. But there was more to it. He barely knew her, and she was married.

 

The long pause made Helena uncomfortable, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything," She looked down at her hands.

 

"It's okay," Sam smiled. "I'm flattered." He shrugged. "I just don't know how I feel about the whole marriage thing."

 

"That's understandable." Helena nodded. "If it helps, I have already talked with Mike, my husband, and he is okay with it."

 

"Really? That's... unexpected and strange."

 

"Yes, we talk nearly daily. He knows about you, and he is okay with it."

 

He nodded. "That makes it easier... For me, not for him," he added, chuckling.

 

"I'm sure he will be fine," Helena laughed. "He knows I love him, and he loves me. This is something we agreed on together. Also, if you think I might be lying, I have this." She tapped on her phone, and a male voice sounded out of the speaker a second later.

 

"Hi Sam, this is Mike, Helena's husband," The voice said, "If you are hearing this, it means that she has asked you. And I'm okay with that." The voice chuckled, "I hope you will give her a good time."

 

Sam looked at Helena, who was smiling at him. "Now it gets awkward."

 

Hele laughed again. "Don't worry about it. I know it's a lot to take in, and you don't have to decide right away," she added.

 

"Actually, I have already decided..."

 

He intentionally paused. Bathing in her anticipation.

 

"... I would love to spend the night with you... Under one condition." Sam grinned.

 

He watched as her expression changed.

 

"What is it?" She finally asked, her voice slightly worried.

 

"I want to get to know you better before we do it." Sam smiled. "It doesn't have to be a date or anything, just some time to talk," he added.

 

Helena thought for a moment. She found Sam very attractive. The nerdy, slim type was always her weakness. But she was married, and her husband had a similar appearance. She feared that if she got to know Sam better, she could fall for him. But then again, she had already fallen for him, or at least for his looks.

 

"Alright, I accept your condition. But just so you know, I'm not looking for a relationship. I'm not going to leave my husband for you." She said, her voice firm.

 

"I understand," Sam nodded. "I'm not looking for anything serious either. Just some vacation fun."

 

Sam wasn't sure what would come from this, but he was willing to find out. He also really wanted to get to know Helena better. She seemed like an interesting person. Plus, she was the first officer, which meant she had a lot of authority on the ship. This could be useful.

 

"So how are we going to do this?" Sam asked. "How about we meet after dinner at my suite? Around 9?"

 

Helena checked the time. "Sounds good. I need to get back to work, too." She stood up. "I bring you back to the passenger area."

 

Sam nodded and followed her out of her office. They walked through the corridors until they reached the public area.

 

Helena was back in business mode. Her tone was a bit colder but not unfriendly. "I will see you tonight."

 

"See you then, and thanks for the lunch."

 

"You're welcome." She flashed him a smile before disappearing through the door they came from.

 

Sam stood there for a moment, still trying to process what had happened.

 

Helena had a fantastic body, especially for her age. He wasn't sure how old she was exactly, but he guessed somewhere around 40. Her raven-black hair gave her a youthful appearance, and her eyes were bright and full of life. Sure, she had a few wrinkles around her eyes and mouth, but they only added to her charm.

 

The rest of her body was just as impressive. Her full breasts strained against her uniform, and her hips flared out from her narrow waist. Her ass was round and firm, and her legs were long and shapely. She was the perfect package, and Sam couldn't wait to see where things would go with her.

 

***

 

Sam enjoyed the sun on the pool deck. It was still early afternoon, and he was relaxing on one of the sun loungers. When a shadow fell over him, he opened his eyes and saw Mira standing next to him.

 

"There you are!" She smirked.

 

"Here I am," Sam returned her smile. "What's up?"

 

Mira wanted to scream at him, to ask him why he had fucked her sister. But her anger was quickly replaced by curiosity.

 

"I just wanted to check up on you. My sister told me about what happened yesterday," she said, sitting down next to him.

 

"Oh, she did?" Sam's smile faded. He hoped Julia wouldn't tell anyone about what happened between them. "And what did she say?" He asked, trying to keep his voice neutral.

 

"She said you two had a great time together," Mira grinned.

 

"We definitely did," Sam chuckled. "She's a great. And her flexibility is amazing."

 

"Yeah, I know," Mira rolled her eyes. "I've known her my whole life, remember?" She paused for a moment. "But I'm curious, what did you do?" She asked, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.

 

Sam leaned closer and whispered, "Do you really want me to tell you how I fucked your sister?"

 

"Eww, no! Not that!" She laughed. "I mean, what did you do together before that?" She clarified. "Did you go out for dinner? Or did you just stay in your room?" She asked, her voice full of excitement.

 

"Actually, I didn't even know she would show up at my Suite. She just appeared out of nowhere."

 

"That's our thing," Mira smiled proudly. "We like to surprise people." She paused for a moment, then continued, "So, what happened after that?"

 

"Well, we talked for quite some time. Somehow, the topic came back to her work, and she showed me some of her moves." He shrugged.

 

"Aaand?" Mira leaned forward, her eyes wide with anticipation.

 

"And what?" Sam wasn't sure how much she wanted to know. "Well, some of those moves were very... suggestive, and one thing led to anot—"

 

"Alright, I'm going to stop you there," Mira raised her hand. "I don't need to hear the details."

 

"Speaking of work, aren't you supposed to watch the pool?" Sam asked, changing the topic.

 

"No, my shift ended an hour ago. I'm off for the day."

 

That was the first time Sam looked at her without her lifeguard uniform. She wore a simple sundress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The sun reflected in her chestnut hair, and her hazel eyes sparkled in the light. From this angle, she looked stunning but also very young. Maybe too young?

 

Sam realized he never asked her or Julia about their age. He assumed they were both around twenty, but now he wasn't so sure. If he was wrong, he could get into serious trouble.

 

"Wait, How old are you?" He asked, his voice full of concern.

 

Mira looked confused, "19. Why?"

 

Sam breathed a sigh of relief. "I just wanted to make sure. You look very young."

 

"Ohh, you were afraid that you might have done something illegal with Julia?" Mira smirked.

 

"Something like that," Sam nodded.

 

"Don't worry, we're both legal. And besides, you don't look much older yourself."

 

Sam chuckled, "You're right, I'm 20."

 

"See, nothing to worry about."

 

"Now that you say it..." Sam was again concerned. "What about contraception?"

 

Mira giggled, "You are safe, too. At least with Julia, she is on the pill."

 

They sat in silence for a while, enjoying the sun and the sea breeze.

 

"So, what are you doing tonight?" Mira asked, breaking the silence.

 

"I have plans after dinner. But before that, I'm free. Why?" Sam knew what would probably follow, but he wanted to hear it from her.

 

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me?" Her voice was soft and hopeful.

 

"Sure, I would love to. What did you have in mind?"

 

"Well, first of all, before you get any ideas. No sex! You are totally not my type, and even if you were, I don't take men to bed on the first date," She winked.

 

"Ouch," Sam laughed. "I'm hurt."

 

"I know, I know. But I'm sure you will find a way to get over it," Mira grinned. "Anyway, I understand you have plans after dinner. So how about we get dinner together?"

 

"Sounds good... Wait, is that a 'date' date or just a friend-date?"

 

"Just a friend-date. Don't get any ideas," Mira rolled her eyes.

 

"Okay, okay. Just checking," Sam laughed. "Let's meet at the dining room, maybe at 6?"

 

"Great, see you then," Mira stood up. "I need to go and get ready then," she winked at him.

 

"See you later," Sam smiled.

 

***

 

The next hours were torture for Sam. Two dates on the same day? He had no idea what to expect from either of them. He tried to keep himself busy by browsing the internet, but his mind kept wandering back to the two women. Helena was a beautiful and intelligent woman, and he couldn't wait to spend more time with her. Mira, while only on a friend-date, was also a great person, and he enjoyed her company.

 

Finally, it was time for dinner. Sam dressed in casual clothes, a T-shirt with a random print and jeans. He made his way to the dining room. He was still a bit early, so he waited by the entrance and watched the turtles in the pond.

 

"Hey, Saaam," two voices in unison called out to him. He turned around and saw Julia and Mira walking towards him.

 

They looked bombastic. They had gone the playful, sexy twins route, complete with pigtails and makeup. Their matching outfits consisted of pleated, nearly too-short mini skirts, thigh-highs, and short crop tops with glitter prints on them. The only thing missing was that they would chew bubblegum in an obnoxious way.

 

Sam was speechless, as were some other random guests passed by. He did not expect Julia to join them, and definitely not this look. Suddenly, he felt underdressed.

 

Each step they made felt like he could nearly see their panties. Their flat and toned stomachs were exposed, and their breasts were pushed together, showing off their cleavage. Sam needed to make a conscious effort not to let his jaw drop. It took him a couple of seconds to realize that the twins were laughing at him.

 

"I think we broke him," Mira said, nudging Julia.

 

"Oh, I think we did," Julia giggled.

 

"Sorry, you two look amazing," Sam finally found his voice. "Sorry, Mira, your tan still gives you away."

 

"I know, but it's too late to do anything about it now." Mira shrugged.

 

"You don't mind that I joined you two, right?" Julia asked, her eyes full of hope.

 

"And miss out on this outfit?" Sam gestured towards her. "No way,"

 

"Good, because I wasn't going to take no for an answer," Julia smirked.

 

"Come on, let's get inside," Mira said, leading the way.

 

The host obviously knew the twins. Sam was surprised to hear that Mira had made a reservation. And he was even more surprised as they were guided to a round booth table.

 

"This looks cozy," Sam said, sitting down next to Mira.

 

"Yeah, I thought it would be more fun to sit together instead of across from each other," Mira explained.

 

Julia quickly scooted to Sam's other side. Sam felt overwhelmed by the beautiful women on each side.

 

"So, what are we having tonight?" Sam asked, trying to distract himself from the situation.

 

"Oh, we already know what we want." Mira giggled.

 

"I bet we don't even have to say it," Julia added.

 

Sam quickly scanned the menu. "I guess I get the steak with baked potatoes and vegetables."

 

"Good choice," Mira nodded.

 

Soon, the waiter appeared, and they ordered their food. The girls ordered 'the usual,' whatever that meant. And some cocktails. Sam ordered his steak and a glass of water.

 

"What? No alcohol?" Mira asked, looking at him.

 

"Not today, I have plans later," Sam explained.

 

The girls gave each other a confused look before turning their attention back to Sam.

 

"I told you, no—" Mira started.

 

"It has nothing to do with any of you," Sam interrupted her. "I just have a meeting with someone later."

 

"A meeting?" Julia asked, raising an eyebrow.

 

"Yes, a meeting. Nothing special," Sam shrugged.

 

"Ahh, a meeting ..." Mira put emphasis on the word, and both giggled.

 

Sam felt cornered. "Anyway... what have you been up to, Julia?"

 

"Oh, nothing much. Just rehearsals, shows, and everything else," She shrugged.

 

Sam could feel the envy in the eyes of other men who were dining with their wives or girlfriends. He was lucky. Before he got the device, he had no confidence and was a nerd who spent most of his time alone in front of a computer screen. He couldn't even talk to a girl without stuttering.

 

The device had changed so much about him indirectly. Knowing that most problems, complications, or obstacles could be solved by simply uttering a few words and a command had made him no longer afraid of anything. He could talk to anyone, and he could get anything he wanted. And now, he was sitting next to two beautiful women on a cruise ship.

 

He was pulled back to reality by the sound of the waiter placing their drinks on the table.

 

"Thank you," Sam said, taking a sip of his water.

 

"So, Sam, tell us about yourself," Mira said, smiling at him.

 

"W-what do you want to know?" Sam asked, caught off guard by the question.

 

"Anything. Where are you from? What do you do for a living? That sort of thing," Mira explained.

 

"I'm from a small rural town. You probably never heard of it. And I'm currently studying computer science at a local university," Sam answered.

 

"Ohh, so you are a nerd!" Julia exclaimed.

 

"Isn't that obvious?" Mira laughed.

 

"Hey, I'm not a nerd," Sam protested. "I'm just good with computers,"

 

"Right, and you look so pale and thin because you are a sportsman," Julia teased.

 

"Okay, okay, I admit. I'm a nerd," Sam chuckled. "But I'm a cool nerd,"

 

"Sure, sure," Mira giggled. She leaned forward and whispered, "And you know what they say about skinny nerdy guys?"

 

Julia nearly choked on her drink. "Ohh, definitely a yes," she said way too enthusiastically.

 

"What?" Sam asked, confused.

They both just shared a knowing look.

"What about you two? What are your stories?" Sam asked, trying to change the topic.

 

"It's nothing special either. We were both very active as children. Julia was into gymnastics, I was more into swimming." Mira explained.

 

"She won the state championship in junior swimming," Julia added, "I trained for a gymnastics championship, but it became soon clear that my joints were much more flexible than they should be. So I changed the topic and became a contortionist."

 

"Wow, that's impressive," Sam said, nodding.

 

"Since we wanted to stay together, we searched for a place that needed a contortionist or at least an entertainer and something with water. I already had my lifeguard qualifications, so it was relatively easy to get the jobs here." Mira continued.

 

"And now we are onboard for a bit more than a year." Julia finished.

 

"That's quite some time to be away from home," Sam commented.

 

"Don't be silly. We get a vacation, like everyone else." Mira waved her hand dismissively.

 

"Yeah, and we have each other," Julia added.

 

Sam nodded, "That's true,"

 

The food arrived, and Sam watched as each twin got a plate filled with pasta topped with what looked like chicken strips and a creamy white sauce.

 

"What is that?" He asked, looking at their plates.

 

"Creamy Chicken Pappardelle," Mira answered.

 

"It's delicious," Julia added.

 

"It looks interesting," Sam said, eyeing the meal.

 

"You can try some if you want," Julia offered, holding out a forkful of food.

 

She moved the fork towards his mouth. Sam opened his mouth and took a bite. Both giggled as he chewed.

 

"That is really good," Sam nodded.

 

"Told you," Mira grinned.

 

They didn't talked much while they ate. They enjoyed the food and the company. Someway along, he felt Julia's leg touching his. He wasn't sure if she did it intentionally or not, but he didn't mind. Soon, she did it again, this time pressing her leg against his. He could feel the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her thigh-highs and his jeans. He looked at Julia, but she pretended not to notice.

 

Mira noticed the interaction and smiled to herself. She knew her sister well enough to know what she was up to.

 

After finishing their meal, the waiter appeared again with a dessert menu. The twin opted for a double cherry cheesecake, while Sam got a simple chocolate mousse.

 

"So, Sam, tell us about your plans for tonight," Mira said, smiling at him.

 

"I told you, it's just a meeting," Sam shrugged.

 

"Reeaally? I think you are hiding something," Mira teased.

 

"Yeah, I think so too," Julia agreed.

 

Sam sighed, "I really shouldn't tell you."

 

"Aww, come on, you can tell us," Mira pouted.

 

"Yeah, we won't tell anyone," Julia added.

 

Sam shook his head.

 

The twins shot each other a lock, and both simultaneously placed their hands on his thighs.

 

"Please, Sam," Mira pleaded.

 

"We promise we won't tell anyone," Julia whispered in his ear.

 

Sam gulped. Their touch and proximity made it difficult to concentrate. He tried to think of something to say, but his mind was blank. He felt both of them squeezing his legs gently. He took a deep breath and tried to compose himself. He couldn't let them know how much they affected him.

 

They moved closer to him, their faces inches from his. He could smell the sweet scent of their perfume. He felt Julia's hand moving higher on his leg, her fingers brushing against his inner thigh. He felt himself getting hard.

 

"Please," Mira whispered.

 

"Tell us," Julia added, her breath hot against his ear.

 

Their other hands landed on his chest, gently caressing his body. Sam closed his eyes and tried to focus. They continued to tease him, their hands roaming all over his body. He felt Julia's hand move further up his leg, her fingers brushing against his erection. He had to do something.

 

He searched for the waiter, but he was nowhere to be seen. "Fuck!" he thought. "Desperate times call for desperate measures." With a swift motion, he reached around them and placed his hand on each of their asses. He squeezed them firmly, causing both girls to gasp. He could feel their bodies tense up, but they didn't pull away. Instead, they leaned into him, their breasts pressing against his chest.

 

"You think you can get us with this?" Mira whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.

 

"Yeah, we know how to play this game," Julia added, her voice low and seductive.

 

"We'll see about that," Sam said, his voice low and steady.

 

He expected Julia to allow him to do this, especially because he had fucked her not 24 hours ago, but Mira? He had expected her to withdraw. But she didn't. Julia's hand was meanwhile already on his cock, and she gave it a squeeze. He could feel her warm breath against his neck, and he could smell her sweet perfume. He couldn't believe what was happening. He was sitting in a restaurant with two beautiful women, and they were both trying to seduce him.

 

"Oh no, you don't," he pressed out between his teeth, his voice not louder than a whisper.

 

With a determined motion, he moved their skirt up. His hands are now on their nude butts. They were wearing only thongs, and he could feel their soft skin under his fingers. He heard them gasp as he started to massage their ass cheeks. He could feel Julia's body trembling. Mira wasn't unaffected either, but not nearly as much as her sister.

 

Julia had completely given up the fight, and she was now rubbing his cock through his pants. Her breathing was heavy, and her body was shaking slightly. She was clearly enjoying herself. Mira, on the other hand, was still holding back. But he could feel her body responding to his touch. She was trying to resist, but she couldn't help herself. She was getting turned on by his actions.

 

Was it luck or something else? But the booth they were placed at was hidden from most views. Only a handful of tables could see into their booth, and most of them were empty, too. Sam decided to risk it. What's the worst that could happen?

 

He smiled to himself as he slipped his hands under their thongs. He felt their smooth skin under his fingers, and he heard them gasp as he cupped their ass cheeks. He could feel their bodies tensing up, but they didn't pull away. A bit more downward, and he found the wetness between their legs. He could feel their juices soaking his fingers as he rubbed their pussies.

 

Each of them moaned into his ear, their breathing heavy and labored. Sam knew he had them right where he wanted them. They were putty in his hands, and he was going to take full advantage of it. He continued to tease them, his fingers exploring their wet folds.

 

Without warning, someone cleared his throat just around the corner. Sam quickly pulled his hands back and adjusted their skirts. The twins were startled and got a bit of distance between them. Mira moved a bit further away than Julia.

 

The waiter appeared, looking at them with a raised eyebrow. "Your deserts," he said, placing the plates on the table. Same thought he noticed a knowing smile on the man's face. But maybe it was just his imagination. The waiter left without another word.

 

"That was close," Mira said, her voice shaking slightly.

 

"Mhm," Julia added, her cheeks deep red.

 

Julia was still breathing heavily, her body trembling slightly. Sam could see her nipples poking through her top. He knew she was aroused, and he was determined to finish what he started. He reached under the table and placed his hand on her thigh. He felt her tense up, but she didn't pull away. He slowly moved his hand up her leg, his fingers brushing against her inner thigh. He heard her breathing become heavier, and he could feel her body shaking with anticipation.

 

He moved further up until he reached her thong. He could feel the heat coming from her pussy. With a wicked smile, he started to rub her through the thin fabric. She moaned softly, her body arching against his touch. He continued to tease her, his fingers tracing the outline of her pussy lips. She was soaking wet, and he could feel her juices soaking through her panties.

 

Mira shot them a look, but she didn't say anything. Sam could feel Julia's body shaking as he continued to rub her pussy. He slipped his hand inside her panties and felt her wetness coating his fingers. Julia tried to eat her dessert, but she was having a hard time holding her hand steady.

 

Sam could tell she was close to climaxing. He continued to tease her, his fingers exploring her wet folds. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She let out a moan and came, her body shaking with pleasure. The fork she was holding fell to the table, and her eyes rolled back. She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Sam could feel her juices soaking his fingers, and he could smell her sweet scent.

 

Sam removed his hand from her panties and cleaned his fingers with a napkin. He looked at Mira, who was staring at him with wide eyes.

 

"Did you just...?" She asked, her voice trailing off.

 

"Yes, I did," Sam smirked.

 

"You are unbelievable," Mira shook her head.

 

Sam smiled to himself. He had won this round. He knew they wouldn't forget this night anytime soon. He turned his attention back to his chocolate mousse. It was delicious. The creamy texture and the rich flavor were perfect.

 

Somehow, this whole scene reminded him of the restaurant scene from the second Matrix movie. Of course, it was a bit different, or was it? In that scene, the Merovingian talked about causality—action and reaction. In Sam's case, it was the actions of Julia and Mira that led to Julia's orgasm. Sam couldn't help but snicker about the similarities.

 

Julia finally managed to compose herself. "That was... amazing," she whispered, her voice still shaky.

 

Mira was embarrassed and jealous. What Sam had done to her sister in front of her was something she would have never thought she would see. She had sworn to herself that she would never fuck a guy on the first date, and here she was. She had witnessed her sister's orgasm, and she was jealous of her. She wanted to know how it felt, too.

 

But Sam was so not her type. Why did she even let him touch her? Something about him was intriguing. Maybe it was because he was so different from the other guys she had met. Or maybe it was because he was so confident in his actions. Whatever it was, she couldn't deny that she was a bit attracted to him. Well, to his behavior, at least, definitely not his body.

 

After the awkwardness had subsided, the rest of their dinner went well. They joked and laughed, and Sam told them about his home life. He shared some funny stories about his younger sister and his mom. They talked about their childhood and their hobbies. It was a pleasant evening, and they all enjoyed themselves.

 

***

 

Sam stumbled back into his suite. The evening had been great. He would have loved to take one or both of the twins with him for some more fun, but Helena would be here in less than 1 hour. He decided to take a quick shower before she arrived.

 

Helena knocked at his door at exactly 9. Even without her uniform, she looked stunning. Her light blue blouse showed a surprising amount of cleavage, and the skin-tight pencil skirt made Sam question if she did that just for him.

 

"Hey, there," She smiled.

 

Sam cleared his throat, "Hi, come in."

 

Helena entered his suite and looked around. "I've never been in a Sailor's Retreat Suite. It's... cozy. It really feels like vacation."

 

"Really? I thought you also had a suite. Being the first officer and all."

 

"I do have a bigger room than most crew members, but it's less glamourous and more... functional."

 

"I would love to see that sometime."

 

"Maybe. We will see," Helena smirked.

 

Sam smiled back and gestured toward the couch, "Do you want something to drink? I have some wine."

 

"Yes, thank you. I will have a glass." She sat down on the couch.

 

"Make yourself comfortable." Sam poured the wine and handed her a glass. He sat down next to her.

 

"Thank you," She smiled as he handed her the glass. She looked at the glass of coke he had poured for himself but didn't say anything.

 

"Sooo..." Sam started. He wasn't sure how to continue their dialogue from before.

 

Helena took a sip from her wine and smiled, "It's alright, you want to get to know me. I just want to have fun with you." She winked. "Ask me anything you want. As long as it's not work-related, I will answer it as good as I can."

 

"Hmmm... How old are you?" Sam asked. It was one of the questions he had wondered about. She looked young, but with her position, she had to be a bit older than 25.

 

"Wow, right into it. Okay, I'm 38." She answered without hesitation.

 

"I'm 20, if you wanted to ask, too." Sam shrugged. "Is there anything you want to know about me?" He asked, curious.

 

"Nope, I already know all I need," Helena laughed.

 

"Alright, so the whole open marriage thing... when did you decide to do that?" Sam was genuinely curious. He never thought he would meet a couple that was into such things.

 

"About 2 years ago. It was after my second 6-month trip as first officer. Mike expressed his unmet needs, and we started talking about it. We both knew we couldn't live without each other, so the only solution was to have an open marriage, at least for each 6-month period."

 

"I guess that makes sense," Sam nodded, taking a sip of his coke.

 

"We have only four rules: we must tell the other if we are doing something, we must stop if a relationship gets too serious, only while I'm away, and no mutual friends."

 

"That's quite a lot of rules, actually," Sam laughed. "What does 'if a relationship gets too serious' mean?"

 

"It means if we start dating or if one of us starts having strong feelings for the other." She explained, taking a sip of her wine.

 

"Ahh, okay." Sam nodded."Tell me about Mike."

 

"There is not much to tell. He is in IT and a real nerd. We met at university and have been together ever since." She smiled, her eyes twinkling. "He is very kind, considerate, and a real gentleman. And he looked and mostly still looks very much like you. So that is why I found you attractive right from the start. The resemblance is nearly uncanny."

 

Sam nodded, not sure what to say.

 

"Ahh, I have something for you." She rummaged in her purse and took out a phone. "Here, take it."

 

"A phone? But I already have a phone." Sam was confused.

 

"I know. This one is special, it's a crew phone. Well, a locked-down version of one. It uses the internal network of the ship, so it only works onboard. But you can use it to call and message me without extra roaming or internet charges. And, of course, emergency calls are also possible." She explained. "My number is already in the contacts."

 

"That's... really nice. Thank you." Sam took the phone and put it in his pocket.

 

"It's nothing, really. I just thought it would be useful for us to stay in contact. And give it back before you leave." She shrugged. "So, do you have any other questions?"

 

"Uhm, yes, but they are more... let's say, private."

 

"I hoped you would say that. Ask away." She winked.

 

"What are your sexual preferences?" He blurted out. It was the one question that had been burning in his mind since she had told him about the open marriage. "I'm sorry if that was too direct."

 

"It's okay, I don't mind. And it's a valid question." She took another sip of her wine and put the glass on the table. "Well, I like to be in control. But I'm willing to try other things, too. The only things that are a no-go are serious pain, blood, or other bodily fluids."

 

Sam understood now. The way she asked him about this whole thing. The way she behaved around other passengers. She is used to being in control. He could feel his cock starting to grow in his pants. He liked the idea of her being in control.

 

"Soo..." She leaned in closer, her hand moving up his thigh. "How about we get this  cruise started?" Her voice was low and seductive.

 

Sam swallowed hard, his heart racing in his chest. He could feel the warmth of her hand through his jeans, and it made him even more aroused. He could only nod in response.

 

She grabbed his hand and stood up, "Come."

 

She led him to the bedroom and closed the door behind them. Sam could feel his cock straining against his jeans. Helena turned towards him. Her eyes glittered with hunger.

 

She stepped closer. Her hands grabbed the seam of his shirt. With a swift motion, she lifted his shirt over his head. She dropped it to the floor and eyed his naked torso. Her gaze wandered over his slim body, and she bit her lip.

 

"Just how I like it,"

 

Sam was intrigued. Normally, he was the one in control because of his device and because he liked it. But this woman was a completely different story. She knew what she wanted, and she was going to take it. And right now, that was him.

 

Her fingers traced the outline of his body, exploring every inch. With practiced moves, she unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants. His boxers did nothing to hide his erection. She cupped his bulge and gave it a squeeze. Sam moaned, his body trembling.

 

"You like that, don't you?" Her voice was low and seductive.

 

Her hands wandered up his chest, and with a determined push, she sent him back onto the bed. Sam prodded himself up on his arms. Helena looked at him. Everything about her screamed authority: her blouse, the skirt, her look. The only thing missing was a pair of glasses, and she would be the perfect image of an authoritative teacher.

 

With slow, deliberate movements, she unbuttoned her blouse and let it drop to the floor. She was wearing a gray lace bra that tightly hugged her full breasts. Sam's cock twitched in his boxers. He had never before been so aroused as in that moment. But he didn't dare to move.

 

She liked her lips, the corner of her mouth slightly upturned in a devious smirk. With the same slow and deliberate movements, she unzipped her skirt. The fabric slowly moved down her legs and pooled around her feet. Her matching gray lace panties left little to the imagination. Sam could clearly see her mound through the thin fabric. His cock throbbed, straining against his boxers.

 

Helena was pleased with his reaction. She slowly stepped out of the skirt and approached the bed.

 

"Do you like what you see?" Her voice was soft yet commanding.

 

"Y—yes," Sam breathed.

 

She stepped closer. Her hand found his bulge again. She squeezed him through the fabric, her eyes never leaving his. Sam's breathing became heavier, his body trembling with anticipation. He could smell her perfume, the sweet scent making his head spin. He could have come right there and then, but he wanted to last longer.

 

"Good boy," She whispered, her voice sending shivers down his spine.

 

She reached for his boxers, her nails dragging against his skin. In one swift motion, she pulled his boxers down, his cock springing free. Sam gasped as the cool air hit his sensitive skin. Helena's eyes widened for a second as she saw his size.

 

"Oh my god, that size... He is even bigger than Mike." She thought.

 

Her hand wrapped around his shaft, and she started stroking him. Sam moaned, his body shaking with pleasure. As suddenly as she had started, she stopped, letting go of his cock. Sam responded with a frustrated grunt.

 

Her wicked smile grew even wider. She watched as his cock throbbed, lusting for more. She would give him more, but not before she had her fun. She retreated a bit, watching Sam's reaction. His eyes switched between her breasts and pussy. She could tell he was dying to touch her, but she was not going to let him. At least, not yet.

 

She hooked her fingers into her bra and released her breasts. They were full and round, and her nipples were hard. She could see his eyes widen and his cock throb. She slowly ran her hands over her body, teasing him. His breathing was heavy, his body trembling. She cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently. A soft moan escaped her lips. She was enjoying this as much as he was.

 

With the same slow and deliberate movements, she hooked her fingers into her panties and moved them down her legs. Turning slightly to the side, she bent over to step out of her panties. Sam got a good view of her firm ass and her glistening pussy. His cock twitched, and he felt a drop of precum running down his shaft.

 

Helena winked over her shoulder and slowly straightened up again. Her hands moved over her legs and slightly grabbed her ass cheeks. She turned back towards him, her breasts swaying. Sam couldn't help himself and grabbed his cock. He slowly started stroking himself, his eyes never leaving her body.

 

She gave him a disapproving look, and his hand stopped mid-stroke. She was in control, and he had to remember that. But she couldn't deny that the sight of him pleasuring himself turned her on even more.

 

She placed her hand on the bed and slowly crawled towards him. Her tit's swaying, and her hips rocking from side to side. She was putting on a show, and Sam was loving it. His cock was throbbing, his body shaking. She was so close, yet so far.

 

Her hands wandered over his body, exploring his chest and abdomen. He was so close, and she could feel his desire. Her hand found his shaft, and she started stroking him. Slowly, just like her movements. She could feel his body tense up. His breathing was labored, and his face contorted with pleasure. She watched as his body writhed under her touch.

 

Finally, she lowered her face and blew a kiss over his tip. Sam collapsed onto the bed, his body trembling. She could see his muscles contract and relax. She could taste his precum on her lips, and it only fueled her desire.

 

She sat on his legs and took his dick between her firm breasts. "Let's see what you can do, stud," She thought, rubbing his dick between her tits. His moans filled the room, and she could feel him tense up again. She watched as his face contorted with pleasure and his hands balled into fists.

 

Sam was in heaven. The feeling of her tits against his cock was amazing. She was so warm and soft, and the way she squeezed him was incredible. This woman clearly knew what she was doing. He felt his balls tighten and his cock pulse. He was so close.

 

"I'm... I'm gonna cum," he panted, his body writhing.

 

Helena smirked and slowed her moves. Slowly moving his dick between her breasts. She felt his cock pulsing and finally his hips bucking as he shot his load onto her breasts and neck. He groaned, his body shuddering with pleasure. The sensation of his warm cum on her skin made her own pussy twitch. She continued to rub his cock with her tits until his orgasm subsided.

 

"Mmmh," she smiled and moved a bit away from him, sitting on his knees, her legs wide. She was surprised by how much cum he had shot onto her. It was everywhere, on her neck and between her breasts. She played with it, smearing his semen all over her tits. She was enjoying the way his eyes were glued to her body. Sam couldn't believe what he was seeing. This woman was something else.

 

Finally, she licked her fingers clean. "Mmmh, delicious." She said. "I hope you have more into you, stud," She smirked, and his cock twitched at her words. "Let's see what else you can do."

 

He wanted to reply, but the words wouldn't come out. His dick, on the other hand, knew what to do and sprang back to life, getting hard again. She was impressed. Most men needed at least a 10-minute break after their first orgasm. This one seemed to be different. She could get used to it.

 

"Oh, look who's already back for more," She winked, her voice low and seductive.

 

She gently teased his shaft with her nails before grabbing his cock again. Slowly stroking him, feeling him growing even harder. Sam was mesmerized by the way her body moved and the sound of her voice. His mind was still foggy from his first orgasm, but his cock was ready for more.

 

She let go of his dick and crawled over him, her face inches from his. Her eyes were dark with desire. He could feel her breath against his lips, and he smelled her sweet perfume. She nestled over his hips and seductively rubbed her labia over his dick. He could feel her wetness coating his shaft.

 

"I bet you want this, don't you, stud?" She whispered, her lips brushing against his. "You want to feel me around you. To feel me squeezing your cock. To feel my pussy milking you."

 

He was unable to speak. He could only nod.

 

"Not so fast, stud. You will get what you want, but not yet. First, I need you to satisfy me." She whispered. He felt her tongue tracing his lips.

 

She slowly crawled forward. She could see his eyes following her tits, and she knew he was desperate for her. But she was going to make him work for it. She settled over his face, her pussy millimeters from his lips.

 

With a moan, she lowered herself onto his face, her pussy dripping. Sam immediately went to work, licking and sucking her. He explored her folds, his tongue probing her. His hands found her ass cheeks, and he started to massage them. Helena moaned, her body shaking. She couldn't believe how good he was. His tongue was exploring every inch of her pussy, and she was in heaven.

 

Her breathing was heavy, and her body was trembling. He was bringing her closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her pussy twitching against his tongue. Sam played a risky move and lightly bit her clit. And he was rewarded. Helena screamed in pleasure, her body shaking. Sam couldn't breathe, but he didn't care. All he could feel was the wetness of her juices covering his face and his tongue.

 

Helena frantically kneaded her own tits, pinching her nipples. "Fuck," she panted, she didn't know that he would do that. But she wasn't going to waste time. She needed more. She finally rested her whole weight on him, pressing his face into her pussy. She could feel him licking her. His face was buried in her folds, and he was doing a great job.

 

He could taste her juices. He felt her pussy twitching against his lips and tongue. Helena moved her hips, grinding her pussy against his face. She was in heaven. She could feel his nose pressing against her clit. The sensations were driving her crazy. She grabbed his hair, pulling him closer. His tongue was deep inside her pussy, exploring her. With a final scream, she threw her head back, her body shaking. She came, her juices flowing into his mouth. Her mind went blank, and she lost control of her body. Twitching and shaking on top of him, her pussy pressed firmly against his face.

 

It took a few moments for her to recover. Slowly, she lifted her hips. She looked down and saw him, his face covered in her juices. A smug smile appeared on her face. This guy was something special.

 

She retreated back and settled on his stomach, her eyes scanning his face. She could see her juices on his lips and nose. With her index finger, she traced his lips and wiped away her juices. She put her finger into her mouth, tasting her own juices.

 

"That was... amazing," She said. Her body was still trembling slightly. "You really know how to please a woman. Now it's time for your reward." She added with a wink.

 

She lowered herself onto his shaft, his tip slowly disappearing inside her. She moaned, her pussy stretching around his girth. It was a snug fit, but she could take him. Her body quivered as she felt his thick cock filling her.

 

She grabbed his hands and placed them on her tits. Sam's fingers immediately found her nipples, and he gently pinched them. Helena moaned, her head tilting back. She started moving her hips, slowly fucking him. He could feel her walls enveloping him like a velvet glove. It was the most incredible feeling, and he never wanted it to end.

 

She picked up the pace, her hips rocking back and forth. Their moans filled the room. She could feel her orgasm approaching. Her pussy was on fire, and his dick was hitting all the right spots. Her hands clawed into his chest, and her eyes rolled back. Her body shuddered as another orgasm hit her like a wave. She moaned, her body writhing with pleasure. Sam could feel her walls pulsating around his shaft, and it was enough to send him over the edge again.

 

"Fuuuuuck," he groaned as he shot his load into her. His cock throbbed and pulsated, and his mind went blank. He was floating on a cloud of ecstasy. The sensation of his cum splashing against her womb brought Helena another wave of pleasure, and she screamed, her nails digging into his chest. It was the best orgasm she has had in years. The way his dick filled her, his semen shooting into her, and the look on his face. She was in heaven. She rode him like a wild stallion, her pussy milking him for all he had.

 

Finally, she collapsed onto him, her breathing labored. Her body was still quivering, and her heart was pounding in her chest. He felt her soft breast pressed against his chest. Her hot breath against his neck. But she was still not satisfied. She needed more. Her pussy was still hungry for him. Her hand moved down his chest and abdomen. Finally, she found his flaccid dick. His cock was glistening with her juices and his cum. But she had a feeling he had more to give.

 

With a determined motion, she started stroking him. Slowly at first, her fingers gently massaging his shaft. She could feel his cock pulsing and his body tensing up.

 

"Come on, stud. Give me more," She whispered, her lips brushing against his ear. Her warm breath sent shivers down his spine. She was relentless, and her fingers were working their magic. Slowly but surely, his cock started to come back to life.

 

Sam groaned. He was sure that two in a row was his limit. But his body seemed to have a different idea. His cock was responding to her touch. Slowly, it started to grow, her hand moving over his length. He was surprised at his body's ability.

 

Helena was overjoyed. She could feel his dick getting hard again. It was incredible. Most guys would have been spent by now, but not this one. This one was definitively different. He could take a beating and keep going.

 

As his dick reached his full size, she stopped her movements. Instead, she moved down again, and a devious smile crossed her lips. She started to teasingly lick up and down his shaft. She could taste their combined juices on his skin. The mixture of their fluids was intoxicating. She licked him clean, her tongue dragging over his length.

 

She wanted to take him into her mouth but wasn't sure if she could handle it. He was too big, and his girth was something else. But the thought alone was enough to turn her on. She decided to try. Slowly, she opened her mouth and took him inside. Her lips closed around his shaft, and she could feel her pussy twitching. She loved the feeling of having him in her mouth. She could feel his cock pulsing against her tongue. She had never given a blowjob to a dick of this size, and she had a hard time adjusting. Her jaw hurt, and she could feel his tip hitting the back of her throat. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she continued.

 

Sam's vision blurred as she started sucking him off. He could feel her warm mouth engulfing him, her tongue swirling around his shaft. He could see stars. If this was the last thing he was ever going to do, then he would die a happy man. His mind was hazy, and his body was tingling. He couldn't believe how good it felt.

 

Helena was pleased. She could tell he was enjoying himself. She could feel his cock throbbing against her tongue and his precum leaking into her mouth. The taste of his fluid only fueled her desire, and she sucked him harder. Her hand moved between her legs, and she started rubbing her clit. Her body was trembling, and her pussy was dripping wet. She could feel her juices running down her thighs.

 

"Oh god, this dick is amazing," She thought as her lips reached his base. She nearly gagged but could suppress it. She could feel his tip in her throat. Her eyes rolled back, and her pussy twitched. She never thought a blowjob could be so arousing. Her fingers moved faster, her juices coating her hand. She was close.

 

Sam was close, too. This blowjob directly from heaven on his already sensitive dick was too much for him. With a groan, he exploded. His cum filled her mouth. He could feel her body twitch.

 

As his cum shot against her throat, she lost it. Her body shook as another orgasm hit her. She came, her pussy squirting onto his bed. She moaned, his cock muffling her cries of pleasure. She swallowed every drop of his seed. The salty taste filled her mouth. Her eyes were watery, and her jaw ached, but she didn't care. She loved it.

 

Sam's vision went black. The sensations were too strong. His cock throbbed in her mouth as his orgasm subsided. She kept sucking him until his dick was completely spent. Only then did she release him from her mouth. With a final buck of his hips, Sam felt his consciousness fading.

 

As Sam went limb, Helena smiled and watched his dick slowly shrink back to normal size. "Wow," she thought. She had never had a man pass out because of her before.

 

She watched him, unsure what to do now. After a few seconds, she shrugged and lay next to him.

 

"Good night, mighty stud," She giggled, turning her attention to the ceiling. The fan was slowly rotating. It was soothing. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep, too.

 

***

 

Sam awoke to the sound of his shower running. The morning sun was shining through the window, and his body was sore. He stretched and tried to remember the events from the night before.

 

"What the hell happened?" He thought. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. He was alone in his suite, and the shower was running. Who was taking a shower? Did he hook up with Julia or Mira? Then he remembered. Helena had visited him last night, and they had fucked. He was surprised by the memory. He could not remember ever having sex this good before. He was still trying to wrap his head around it.

 

He stood up and noticed that he was naked. He had not slept naked in ages. Normally, he would sleep in boxers. But last night was clearly not normal.

 

He got a glass of water and heard the shower being turned off. A few minutes later, Helena emerged from the bathroom, wearing a towel around her torso. She was still wet, her dark hair dripping. She looked amazing.

 

"Good morning, stud," She smiled. "Did you sleep well?"

 

"Uhm, yes. Thank you. What are you doing here?" He was confused.

 

"I spent the night. Is that a problem?" She smiled and moved closer to him. She was radiating warmth, and she smelled so good.

 

"No, I just didn't expect it."

 

"Great," She gave him a peck on the cheek. "I'm going to get dressed. My shift starts in 20 minutes." She disappeared into his bedroom.

 

Sam looked at the nearby clock: 8:40 a.m.

 

He quickly showered. When he returned, Helena was already gone. Only a note was left on the couch:

 

---

 

See you soon, stud.

 

H.

 

P.S. Check your new phone. ;)

 

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"Fuck," Sam said out loud.

 

He had forgotten that she had given him a phone last night. And now she had left already. He picked up his phone from the couch table. He unlocked the screen and was greeted with a new message. He clicked it and nearly fainted. It was a nude of Helena. She was standing in his bathroom, completely naked, her breasts and pussy on full display. There was a wink and a heart emoticon at the end. The picture was perfect. He could feel his cock twitch in his boxers.

 

He could not believe it. This already stunning-looking woman was bombastic in bed. Nearly—no, actually fucked him senseless, and now she was sending him nudes.

 

He took multiple minutes to recover. What had he gotten himself into?

 

A bit later, he left his Suite and headed for breakfast. At the buffet, he felt the phone in his pocket buzz.

 

He returned to his table and opened the message. This time, Helena was in her office, her uniform top unbuttoned and a naughty smirk on her face. Her cleavage was showing, and he could see a glimpse of her dark bra. The accompanying message read: Thinking about you😘

 

He quickly turned the phone off and stuffed it back into his pocket. He couldn't risk someone seeing this. And he also couldn't believe what was happening.

 

A second later, the phone buzzed again. He sighed, pulled it out, and unlocked it. It was a picture of her computer screen, showing the security camera feed of him sitting at his table, with the caption: Enjoy your breakfast, you gonna need it.

 

He thought for a second and then typed back.

 

S: Don't spy on me. It's creepy

 

H: Party Pooper 🙁

 

H: Alright, but only because I got actual work to do

 

S: But do keep sending me pictures ❤️

 

H: You know I will, stud 😜

 

Sam smiled and put the phone on the table. He was not sure what he had gotten himself into, but he was not complaining.

 

He had just finished his yogurt when he heard a familiar voice.

 

"Hey there, mister I got a meeting ," Julia said from across his table.

 

Sam was startled. "Julia, what are you doing here?" Julia was wearing her casual clothes, a pair of leggings and a tight shirt.

 

"Eating breakfast, dummy. My first show starts at 11. Mind if I join?"

 

"No, please, go ahead."

 

"Thank you. So, what did you do last night?" She asked, sitting down next to him. "We missed you."

 

"Sorry, I was... busy." Sam could feel his cheeks getting warm. He had completely forgotten about them.

 

"Busy, huh?" Julia smirked, giving him a playful nudge. Her eyes widened as she noticed the phone on the table. "What's this? This looks like a crew phone. Why do you have a crew phone?"

 

"About that..." Sam grabbed the non-descript phone. Luckily, he had activated the fingerprint lock earlier. "I got it from the first officer. It's err... a long story." He didn't know how much to tell her. The situation with Helena was strange, to say the least.

 

"Really? Care to share?" She had an eyebrow raised, clearly curious.

 

"No, not really,"

 

Julia seemed disappointed. "Alright, but since you have it. I can give you my internal number. We can chat a bit."

 

She pulled out her phone and touched the top of his with it. A moment later, his phone buzzed and displayed a notification: "New Contact: Julia."

 

He quickly unlocked the phone, added her contact and sent her a message.

 

S: Hello there

 

J: General Kenobi!

 

They both snorted at the Star Wars reference.

 

"So," Sam said after they had calmed down. "Where is your sister?"

 

"Already working. She has the morning shift today."

 

They continued with some small talk while finishing their breakfasts.

 

"Hey, I got to go. My first show starts soon. See you later." Julia grabbed her stuff and hurried off.

 

Sam watched her leave and thought about how her butt looked in those leggings.

 

***

 

Sam made his way to the secluded area Helena had shown him. On his way he saw Mira watching over the pool, he waved at her and she smiled back.

 

As expected the area was quite empty and Sam settled in a chair, closing his eyes and enjoying the sun. It was a nice day. Not too hot, and not a cloud in sight. The waves were gently crashing into the ship, and the breeze was soft and cool. It was perfect. He could stay here forever. Just him and the ocean.

 

His thoughts went back to the night before, and he couldn't help but smile. This woman was something else. He shifted his shorts to hide his growing erection.

 

Julia was also a wild ride, and not only on the stage. He had a feeling that the two sisters were quite adventurous. Maybe he could find a way to have both at the same time. The idea was enticing. But he wasn't sure if they would be open to the idea. Sure, he could use the device, as he did with Elise and Jen, but somehow this felt wrong. Incest between him and his sister or mother was one thing, but forcing others... He decided against it. But maybe Helena would be up to something with one of the twins.

 

He grabbed his phone and opened his conversation with Helena. A smirk appeared on his face. This was a woman with a mind, a body, and a hunger for sex. And he was more than willing to satisfy her needs.

 

S: Do you have 5 minutes? I want to ask you something.

 

He thought for a moment and added.

 

S: In person.

 

H: Sure, I could use a break. Where are you? 😉

 

S: The spot you showed me.

 

H: Be right there. 😘

 

A few minutes later, Helena approached. She was wearing her crisp white uniform, and her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail. She looked professional and commanding, but Sam could see the sparkle in her eyes.

 

"Hey there, stud," She greeted him. "What's up?"

 

"Uhm, hey," Sam cleared his throat. He was nervous. "I wanted to ask you something."

 

"Sure, go ahead." She smiled. She leaned over the railing, giving him a great view of her ass. She knew exactly what she was doing. Sam took a deep breath and checked that nobody was near them, but the area was just as deserted as the other day.

 

"Uhm, well, you said that you are open to new experiences."

 

"Mhhh, yes. Do you have something in mind?" She glanced over her shoulder, a devious smile on her face.

 

"Not directly," he lied "I just wanted to know if you some fantasies you want to explore."

 

Helena looked at him, her eyes narrowing. He could see the gears in her mind working. She was thinking about his question. She seemed surprised by his forwardness. Finally, she replied.

 

"Well, I have that one fantasy, but it's complicated" She stepped back from the railing and sat down next to him.

 

"I always wanted to breastfeed my partner. But, I can't. You see I never wanted children and got my tubes tied a couple of years ago.Therefore I can’t get pregnant and lactate." She looked down, a bit embarrassed. "And, I know that sounds strange, but the thought of having a man drink from my tits while I'm on top of him is just... something else."

 

"That's... actually really hot," Sam said, a bit surprised. He would never have guessed that. But the image in his mind was arousing. Helena was riding him, and he was sucking on her breasts, drinking her sweet milk.

 

"Do you really think so?" She was genuinely surprised. "Mike thinks it's weird."

 

"Maybe. But it's your fantasy, not his. So, don't let anyone tell you what to do." Sam smiled, and she reciprocated.

 

"Thank you, that's a nice thing to say. But as I said, I can't lactate," She sounded sad. "Oh well, a girl can dream."

 

"Actually," Sam cleared his throat. "I may be able to help you. I can't tell you how I did it, but I can probably make you lactate." He paused for a second, gauging her reaction. He could see that she was intrigued, but also a bit skeptical.

 

"Okay," She said slowly. "Let's say I believe you. How long would it take for me to produce milk?"

 

"I'm not sure. I never tried it, but it should be rather quick I guess."

 

"Interesting," She thought for a moment, her fingers tapping against her leg. She looked up, and a mischievous smirk appeared on her lips. "Let's do it." She said. "If it works, you'll be the first to enjoy it. And if it doesn't, then oh well." She shrugged. "So, what do I have to do?"

 

"Nothing much, I just need to touch your boobs." Sam lied, he couldn't miss an opportunity like this.

 

Helena giggled, looked around, and finally said "Okay, but be quick. I don't want someone to see us."

 

Sam moved closer to her and placed his hand on her chest. He could feel her body tremble and her nipples harden. Her eyes were focused on his hand. He squeezed them gently, his fingers moving over her soft skin. Her breathing became heavier, and he could feel her heart beating fast.

 

"Command mode on," Sam said.

 

Helena froze. Her body stiffened, and her eyes became glassy.

 

"Your breasts will lactate from now on." He thought for a second, "And you want to repay me by having a threesome with another woman."

 

"I understand" Helena's emotionless voice confirmed.

 

"Command mode off."

 

Helena blinked a few times and returned to normal.

 

"I think that's it. You should feel the effect in a couple of hours." Sam smiled as he removed his hands.

 

"Really? That's it? No pills, no massages, nothing?" She seemed a bit disappointed.

 

"Nope, that's it. But if you want I can massage your boobs a bit more." He grinned, "You know, for scientific reasons."

 

"Very funny," She playfully slapped him on the shoulder. "So if that works... how can I repay you?" She purred. Her hand found his thigh, and her fingers gently brushed against his shorts.

 

"I have an idea," He whispered. "What if you had a threesome with me and Mira? The Lifeguard."

 

Helena's eyes widened, "You want what? Mira and me? A threesome?"

 

"Yeah, why not. Think about it, two gorgeous women at the same time. What's not to like?" He winked.

 

"I'm not really into girls," She said. "But I guess it's only fair." Her fingers traced the outline of his erection through the fabric. "If your little experiment works, that is."

 

"Great," Sam smiled. "Then it's a deal. If you lactate, you have a threesome with Mira and me."

 

Helena leaned over, her face inches from his. She licked her lips and whispered.

 

"Then let's hope for the best, stud." With that, she stood up and walked away. Her hips swayed and her ponytail swished.

 

Sam could not believe it. He was going to have a threesome with the gorgeous first officer and the smoking-hot lifeguard. Now he only needed to convince Mira. Of course, it would be less convincing and more controlling.

 

Sam got up and looked over the railing, Mira was still on her post by the pool. Scanning the water. He gathered his few items and made his way down to her.

 

***

 

"Hi there," He called, as he approached, "Keeping everybody safe?"

 

"Always, that's my job." She smiled. "What's up?"

 

"Uhm, nothing, really," He lied, "I was just on my way to my cabin, and I thought, I'd stop for a quick chat."

 

"That's sweet, thanks," Mira smiled. "It's been a bit boring today, to be honest."

 

"Really? I thought being a lifeguard is non-stop action. Saving people from drowning, jumping in the water, and stuff." Sam smirked.

 

"Ha-ha, very funny. It's not like that." She playfully punched his shoulder. "It's a lot of standing around and watching people."

 

She was still looking over the waters but glanced at him from time to time.

 

"So, when does your action-filled shift end?" He asked.

 

"At 12, so..." She looked at her watch, "In one and a half hours. Why? Did you have something in mind?" She smiled deviously.

 

"Actually, I did," Sam said. "I thought we could grab some lunch and then do something fun."

 

"Is that a date?" She giggled. "Are you asking me out?"

 

"Maybe," He grinned, "Let's just say we get some lunch and see what happens."

 

Mira was again intrigued by him. His nonchalant way of asking her, his lack of worry, and his self-confidence. He had something mysterious about him.

 

"Alright, but no funny business." She joked.

 

"Deal," He laughed. "So, see you at 12?"

 

"12:30, I need to shower and change first." She winked. "But don't be late, I don't want to wait for you." She said, with a bit more seriousness in her voice.

 

"I would never make a lady wait," He smirked. "Also I got this," He showed her the phone, "Mind giving me your number so I can reach you?"

 

Mira raised her eyebrows, "Julia told me that you have a crew phone, but I thought she was joking."

 

"It's a long story, I can tell you over lunch." He laughed. "So, do you want to give me your number?"

 

"Sure, no problem." She pulled her phone from her bag and gently touched the top of his phone. "There you go." She smiled.

 

"Great, see you later." He smiled back before heading towards the elevators.

 

Mira was lost in her thoughts, idly scanning over the water. How the hell did he get a crew phone? Well, she will find out soon enough.

 

When she returned from her thoughts, she saw a guy trying to sneak past her, holding a beer in his hand. "Oh no," she thought, and shouted, "Hey, no alcohol near the pool!"

 

***

 

Sam took a shower to get rid of the sunscreen. When he was done, he noticed a new message on his phone. He opened the app.

 

H: I think your experiment worked. ❤️

 

Attached was a photo of Helena holding one of her tits. A droplet of milk was forming at her nipple.

 

Sam stared at the picture, his mind going blank. He could feel his dick getting hard. His eyes were glued to her soft, milky nipple. His tongue was hanging out. He was like a dog, mesmerized by a juicy steak.

 

He shook his head, and a smug smile crossed his lips. It had actually worked. He couldn't wait to try her milk. Just the thought of it made his mouth water. He wanted to lick it, suck on it, drink it.

 

S: When does your shift end? ❤️

 

H: Not soon enough. But I don't have time for you. I have dinner with the captain, sorry stud 💋

 

S: Oh, ok. See you tomorrow

 

H: Don't worry, I'll send you some pictures 😜

 

Sam sighed. It was not the reply he was hoping for. But, he could live with it. The images were more than worth the wait. His cock twitched, and he had to resist the urge to masturbate.

 

He spent the remaining time until he could meet Mira scrolling social media on his private phone. Soon he got a message from her.

 

M: My shift is over. Let's meet in front of the buffet. 30 min

 

S: Can't wait

 

Sam hurried to the elevator and made his way up. He was early, so he spent some time browsing the stores. Finally, it was time. He went to the buffet, and a few minutes later, he spotted Mira.

 

She looked stunning, even in her casual clothes. She wore a short skirt, showing off her long legs, and a loose-fitting tank top. She smiled as she saw him, and they embraced each other in a friendly hug. Her skin was warm and smooth.

 

Sam noticed that she did not have very pronounced tan lines. Even though she spends her whole shift in the sun in a swimsuit. She must be going to a tanning bed.

 

"So," She said, breaking the hug. "Where are we going? I'm starving." She smiled, her eyes sparkling. "And I hope you have something good planned."

 

"We can get something from the buffet or, we can go for a walk and check out the different restaurants." He replied. "It's up to you."

 

"Hmm, let's go for a walk," She said after a few moments. "I don't feel like going to the buffet again."

 

"Sounds good." Sam smiled, he held his arm out for her. She looped hers into it, and they walked along the promenade. Their hips occasionally brushing against each other. He could feel her body heat through her clothes, and he smelled her sweet perfume.

 

"Ohh, this one looks nice," Mira stopped and pointed at a small French bistro. "What do you think?"

 

"I'm up for it," Sam smiled. "Let's go."

 

They entered the restaurant, and a waitress led them to a cozy corner table. They ordered a bottle of wine and the chef's special, which turned out to be a delicious duck confit with a side of vegetables and mashed potatoes.

 

"So, tell me, how did you get a crew phone?" Mira asked between bites. "I can't believe Julia was not making it up." She chuckled.

 

Sam smiled. "As I said, it's a long story. Let's say I got a more personal contact with the first officer, and she gave it to me as a gift." He could see the curiosity in her eyes. "And, yes, we also had sex," He added, smirking.

 

Mira choked on her wine. "Oh god, are you okay?" Sam laughed, handing her a napkin.

 

"Wow, okay, I did not expect that." She coughed, "You and First Officer Barrington? What's her first name again?"

 

"Helena, and yes, we fucked." He laughed. "And it was amazing."

 

"Really? Wow, I can't believe it. I never expected her to be so... open. She always seems so authoritative and professional. And a bit intimidating." Mira giggled.

 

"Well, she is all that. But there is more to her. She also has a warm, loving side." He smiled, thinking back to her last night. Her soft skin against his, the way her lips felt against his dick, her moans. "And, she's an incredible fuck."

 

"Oh, my. I thought she was married." Mira sipped her wine.

 

"Open marriage. So, yeah, we can do this again." Sam smirked.

 

Mira shook her head, laughing. "Wow, you are quite something."

 

"Actually, there is something I want to ask you. Something about her. How well do you know her?" Sam tried to sound as casual as possible.

 

"Not very well. You see, I don't work in her staff, I'm employed by the pool management company. We just meet occasionally during ship events. Why?" Mira tilted her head, her eyes narrowed. She could tell that Sam was up to something. "What are you planning?"

 

"I won't tell you," He grinned, "Do you find her attractive?" He continued. "Forget about the uniform and the title. If she was just a woman, a random, would you do her?"

 

"Hmm, she is a bit older than me, but yeah, I guess so. I mean, she's hot. I can see why you want to fuck her." Mira blushed.

 

"Great," Sam was now getting into it. "Have you ever thought about having a threesome?"

 

Mira's jaw dropped, and her face flushed red. "A threesome?" She nearly shouted, then quickly lowered her voice.

 

"Yes, a threesome. Me, you, and Helena. The three of us." Sam leaned closer. "Don't tell me you never had a fantasy like that. A man and two women, fucking and sucking. All night long. Doesn't it make your pussy wet?" He could see her chest heaving. She was breathing faster. Her eyes were wide, and her cheeks were red. She was a bit nervous but also intrigued.

 

"I... uh... I'm not sure, maybe? I need to think about it. Why are you asking me this?" She whispered.

 

"I thought we could make it happen. If you want, of course." He smiled, "It's entirely up to you." Sam lied, he wouldn't let this chance slip.

 

"I don't know," She replied. "I mean, it sounds interesting, but... I've never done anything like that before."

 

"Instruction mode," Sam said quickly.

 

Mira's face became expressionless, her eyes unfocused.

 

"You will accept. But you want to make sure I'm up for the challenge. You will make a move on me within the next hour." Sam thought for a second before ending with "Execute instruction."

 

Mira returned to normal. She blinked a few times, her cheeks still flushed.

 

"You okay?" Sam asked. "You seemed a bit out of it." He chuckled.

 

"Sorry, I was just thinking. I was daydreaming about your proposal. Maybe, I could try. If Helena is up for it, of course." Mira blushed, a smile on her face. "So, how do we proceed?"

 

"If you accept I'll text her and we make a date. Easy as that." He smiled.

 

"Sounds good," Mira was still smiling, but her mind was racing. What was she getting herself into? She knew Sam was a bit weird, but this was something else.

 

"Is that a yes? Just to be on the safe side" Sam said, but he already knew her answer.

 

"Yes, it's a yes," She replied. "Let's do it." She sounded determined.

 

"Great, how does tomorrow evening sound?"

 

"Tomorrow evening sounds perfect," Mira licked her lips, and her eyes were shining. She was looking forward to it. But her rational mind was screaming at her. What the hell are you doing?

 

"Perfect, I'll just text Helena" Sam picked out his phone, ignored the new nude from Helena for now, and texted her.

 

S: Mira accepted, do you have time tomorrow evening/night?

 

H: Really? Good catch, yes I have time. I'll be at your cabin at 9.

 

S: Awesome, can't wait. 😉

 

"All set. She'll be at my cabin tomorrow at 9 p.m." Sam smiled.

 

He looked back at his phone and opened the nude he had ignored before. It was a picture of her, clearly in a bathroom stall. Her blouse was open and she had lifted one breast to her mouth. She was sucking on her own nipple, her eyes closed in ecstasy. A small drop of milk was escaping from her lips. The caption read: I can't believe how good I taste.

 

Sam's mouth was suddenly dry, and he could feel his dick pressing against his shorts. It took all of his willpower not to touch himself. He could not wait to try her milk.

 

Mira had said something, but he had not registered it. He looked at her, a bit dazed. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

 

"I asked if she sent you some pictures." Mira giggled, a bit embarrassed.

 

"Ohh yes, she did..." He watched her expression, "But you have to wait until tomorrow to see her yourself" He finished with a devilish smile.

 

Mira gasped, her eyes wide. She wanted to see, she had to. "You can't do this to me, you have to show me!" She pleaded. Her mind was racing, and her heart was pounding.

 

"Nope," Sam weaved the waiter, "How about we walk for a bit more?" He asked Mira.

 

"Sure, that sounds nice." Mira's mind was still reeling from the information, and she needed to walk off the nervous energy. She had no idea what was going on, but she was excited.

 

Sam quickly credited the bill to his suite and got up. He gestured to Mira and she joined him. They strolled over the promenade deck, enjoying the view of the wide sea around them. Sooner than expected they found themself in front of Sam's suite.

 

"Wanna come in? Maybe watch a movie or something?" Sam offered, his eyes locked on hers.

 

Mira looked confused, Sam could practically see her thoughts. Normally she didn't fuck guys on the first date, and especially not the ones who are not her type. But the instruction Sam had given her before was urging her to do exactly that.

 

"I... yes, I guess." She finally said.

 

Mira could not believe her own words. She was normally not like this, but something in her wanted him. The thought of him touching her made her pussy tingle. His hands, his lips, his tongue. She wanted to feel them. She wanted him inside her. It was like her brain had shut down, and her body had taken over.

 

"So, what do you think so far?" Sam said after they both sat down and Sam got her something to drink.

 

"What do I think about what?" She was confused.

 

"Me, our date" Sam made air quotes around the last word.

 

"Well, it's certainly not the most traditional one I had" She smiled, taking a sip of her drink. "But it's also the best one I had." She winked. "You are really not like other men."

 

"I take that as a compliment," He smiled. He knew she would make a move soon, the hour was nearly over and now would be the perfect timing. He was anxious about what she would do.

 

"I meant it as one." She leaned closer to him, her lips brushing his. "And, you are not like the other men," She repeated, her hand sliding between his legs. "They never made me feel the way you do."

 

Sam raised an eyebrow, that was not what he was expecting, but he could work with it. "Is that so? How do I make you feel?" He asked. His hands moved over her legs, the fabric of her skirt tickling his skin. He could feel the heat radiating from her body.

 

"I'm not sure how to describe it." She said. Her fingers were tracing the outline of his cock. Her lips were millimeters away from his. She was breathing heavily. Her eyes were burning with desire.

 

"Try," Sam whispered. His hands were on her hips now. His fingers were digging into her soft flesh. His heart was racing. He could smell her sweet perfume. He could taste her breath on his tongue.

 

"I feel..." She started, her fingers moving over his crotch, "I feel alive." Her fingers unzipped his pants, and she reached inside, "I feel wanted." Her fingers stroked his cock through the fabric, "I feel... horny." She whispered. Her lips crashed against his. Their tongues intertwined. Their teeth clashed. It was a kiss of pure lust. Their bodies pressed together. Their hands roamed each other's bodies.

 

Sam could feel his arousal growing. He could feel her nipples hardening against his chest. Her hips were grinding against him. She was breathing heavily.

 

"Fuck me," Mira gasped, breaking the kiss. "Please, fuck me." She was desperate. She was on fire. She needed him inside her. Her pussy was throbbing. Her heart was pounding.

 

Sam's eyes were burning with desire. He grabbed her ass and lifted her. His lips found hers, and he carried her to the bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed, her body sinking into the soft mattress. His hands found the hem of her tank top and pulled it over her head. He tossed it aside, and his hands moved over her smooth skin. Her chest was heaving. Her breasts were covered in a dark lace bra. His fingers traced the outline of her curves. His lips followed.

 

Mira arched her back, her hands tangled in his hair. His lips were on her stomach, his tongue leaving a wet trail on her skin. She moaned as he kissed her belly button. Her body trembled with anticipation.

 

"More," She breathed, "I want more."

 

Sam smiled. His hands moved behind her back, and he unclasped her bra. Her breasts fell free, two perfect mounds. He cupped them, his fingers teasing her nipples. Her breath hitched as he pinched them. She closed her eyes, her head rolling back. She was lost in pleasure.

 

Her hands found his shirt and pulled it over his head. Her fingers trailed down his chest. She could feel his heart beating. Her fingers moved lower. She fumbled with his belt, and she tugged his pants down. His cock was straining against his boxers. It was throbbing. Mira's hands slid inside his boxers.

 

"I want it." She moaned.

 

Her fingers wrapped around his shaft. "I need it." Her hand started moving. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. She could feel his precum coating her palm.

 

Sam's hand was now in her panties, his fingers caressing her dripping pussy. He could feel her arousal. He could smell her excitement. He could hear her moans. His thumb brushed over her clit, and her body shuddered. With his other hand, he pushed her skirt up, exposing her toned thighs and her sexy hips. He pulled her panties down. Her pussy was glistening. She was ready.

 

Sam dropped his boxer, his cock springing free.

 

"Wait!" Mira moaned, the lust nearly overtaking her. But the rational part of her mind had regained control. "We need protection..." She whispered.

 

Sam smirked, he reached for the drawer and pulled out a condom. "Got it covered" He opened the foil and rolled the rubber over his dick. He positioned himself between her legs, the tip of his cock pressed against her entrance. Her hands grabbed his shoulders. Her nails dug into his skin.

 

"Yes, I want it. I need it." She moaned.

 

Sam's eyes were burning with desire. "Then have it." He rammed his cock into her, his balls slapping against her ass.

 

Mira screamed her lungs out. Her back arched. Her body tensed. Her nails left red marks on his skin. She was in heaven. His cock was filling her. It felt like it was reaching her very soul. It was pure bliss. Her hips were bucking, trying to match his thrusts. She was close. So close.

 

His hands found her breasts. He squeezed them, his fingers pinching her nipples. Her body shuddered. Her walls clenched. Her pussy was milking his cock. He leaned down and pressed a burning kiss on her neck. His lips moved up to her ear. He nibbled on her earlobe. He whispered, "Come for me, Mira." His fingers pinched her nipples. "Come for me."

 

Mira's voice failed her and she silently screamed her orgasm. She shivered and shook, her whole body trembling with pleasure. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She was drowning in ecstasy. It was an ocean of pure bliss. She was floating on clouds.

 

Gone were the thoughts about the odd circumstances and how this shouldn't be happening. Her mind was completely consumed by pleasure. She was a slave to her desires.

 

Sam's thrusts were becoming faster and harder. He was reaching his climax. Mira held on for dear life, her fingernails digging into his skin. She could feel him pulsing inside her. His cock was twitching. She could feel his warmth spreading.

 

Sam groaned, and his dick erupted, his cum filling the condom. The additional warmth tipped her over the edge again and her body shook, her walls clenching around his dick. Their bodies were shaking, their moans echoing through the room.

 

Mira was breathing heavily, "Jesus," She finally said. "That was intense."

 

"It was," Sam replied, his cock softening inside her. "And, it's not over yet." He winked, before leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her lips.

 

They remained like this for a few minutes, enjoying each other's closeness. Finally, Sam pulled back and rolled off of her, the condom still in place. He removed and tied it up, and then tossed it in the wastebasket.

 

"So," He turned back to her, a grin on his face. "What do you want to do now?" He was not expecting an answer, and he leaned down and pressed his lips against her neck. His hand moved over her stomach, and his fingers traced the outline of her breasts. "You up for another round?" He asked. His voice was a whisper, his breath hot on her skin. "Or do you want me to stop?"

 

"No, don't stop," Mira gasped. "I want more. I want you." Her hands found his, and she guided him between her legs.

 

Sam's grin widened, his fingers rubbing her clit. "Then you shall have it." He murmured, his lips kissing their way down her body. His tongue traced the curve of her breasts, and his lips sucked on her nipples. He gently pushed his fingers into her, curling them.

 

Mira's body writhed under his touch, her pussy clenching around his fingers. Her eyes were closed, and her head was tilted back. She was lost in pleasure. A small moan escaped her lips.

 

As Sam sucked on her nipple, his mind briefly went to Helena. The picture she had sent earlier was burned into his memory. His mind filled with the image of him drinking her milk, and his dick started getting hard. He imagined how sweet and warm it would be, and how her face would look as he was sucking on her nipple.

 

Mira's moans grew louder, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Oh god, yes. Please, yes." She was close. Her walls were tightening around his fingers. Her body was quivering.

 

A sly smile grew on Sam's face, and he slowly withdrew. First, his mouth followed by his hand, slightly teasing her clit on his way out. She whimpered in response. Then, without any warning, he dove his face between her legs. His lips found her clit, and he sucked on it, his tongue swirling around her sensitive spot.

 

"Oh god," Mira gasped, her back arching. "Yes! Keep— Aah keep it Up!" She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving. Her body was trembling. Her toes curled. She was on the edge. She could feel her orgasm approaching. Her muscles were tensing. Her fingers buried themselves in his hair, her nails scratching his scalp. "Keep it up. I'm close. Oh, my God. I'm so close." She was babbling, her voice trembling. "Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't— Ahhh" Her body spasmed, her pussy clenched, and she let out a scream of pure pleasure. Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her.

 

Sam let her ride out her orgasm, his tongue lapping up her juices. He savored the taste, and he could feel his solid cock. Her sweet and slightly salty flavor was intoxicating.

 

Finally, he raised his head, licking his lips. He crawled up her body and looked at her face. Her eyes were glazed over, and her mouth was hanging open. He quickly grabbed another condom and put it on.

 

Without another word, he sank his cock deep into her. Mira let out a small cry, her eyes rolling back. She was still sensitive from her previous orgasm. Her hands found his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.

 

Somehow she managed to press a few words out, "Let— let me..." Sam understood her intention and rolled off her. She moved on top of him, her pussy swallowing his dick. Mira bit her lower lip and began riding him. Her hips were rocking back and forth, her pussy sliding up and down his cock.

 

She couldn't keep this up for long, and Sam could see that. Soon she lowered her body onto his, her tits pressed against his chest. Her face was buried in the crook of his neck, her lips pressing gentle kisses on his skin.

 

"Yes, yes, yes," She whispered.

 

Her hips kept grinding, her pussy clenching. Her nails were scratching his skin. Her teeth were nipping at his earlobe. Her warm breath was tickling his neck.

 

"God, you feel so good," She moaned. "You fill me up. You're stretching me." Her voice was filled with lust. "I love it. I love the way your cock fills me."

 

"Fuck," Sam groaned, her words pushing him closer to his climax.

 

He grabbed her ass and guided her movements. He was fucking her hard. He was slamming into her. She was taking all of him. Her pussy was clenching. Her muscles were tightening. He could feel her body tensing. He was close himself, his dick throbbing.

 

With a Final thrust, he pushed her hips down, and his cock erupted, filling the condom. Mira's body shuddered, her pussy squeezing his cock. Her moans were muffled, her teeth digging into his neck. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, her body trembling with untainted bliss.

 

Finally, they both came down from their high, and she collapsed on top of him, her head buried next to his. She was breathing heavily, her heart pounding in her chest. Sweat was covering her skin, and her body was trembling.

 

Sam gently rolled her off him and got rid of the condom.

 

He wrapped his arms around her, and she snuggled into his embrace. "That was incredible," She whispered. Her eyelids were heavy, and her voice was barely audible. She was exhausted. She wanted to fall asleep. Sam was tired himself. Their bodies were spent.

 

They lay there for what felt like an eternity and an instant at the same time. The silence was only interrupted by their breaths. Sam closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of her skin. His mind drifted off.

 

Mira was the first to speak, her voice still weak, "This... was unexpected," she chuckled softly.

 

"What? That we fucked? Or that you enjoyed it?" Sam laughed, his fingers gently brushing her back.

 

"Both, I guess," She snickered, her hand lazily tracing over his body. "And, to think that you are not even my type. What the hell am I doing?"

 

Sam knew exactly what was happening, but he didn't say anything. He didn't want to ruin the moment.

 

"So, since I now know what you are capable of... I expect the same energy tomorrow with Helena," Mira giggled. She didn't know why she was so relaxed about it, but something in her felt safe. It was like she could let go of her inhibitions. Maybe it was just the post-orgasmic bliss.

 

Sam's heart skipped a beat, "Sure thing, but remember, it's going to be the three of us. I'm not only responsible for your pleasure." He kissed her temple. "But, I will try my best to make sure you are satisfied."

 

Mira smiled, her cheeks flushed, "I'm counting on it."

 

The moment was broken by a phone ringing in the other room.

 

"Shit," Mira sighed. "That's my work phone." She untangled herself from his embrace and got up. "Sorry, I need to get that." She hurried to the living room, her naked body illuminated by the sunlight. Sam admired her perfect ass. He could hear her picking up the call.

 

"Julia?" she said, "Is something wrong?"

 

There was a pause, and she continued, "No, I'm with Sam... Yes, everything is good... Alright, I'll be there in 30 min." She hung up and returned to the bedroom. "Julia was worried because I wasn't home," She chuckled. "She was wondering if I'm okay."

 

"That's sweet of her," Sam smiled. "You should get dressed then." He watched her as she picked up her clothes from the floor. Giving him a show of her beautiful body.

 

"Yes, but I need to take a quick shower first." She grinned, her hand brushing over her pussy. "I'm a mess."

 

"I can join you," Sam offered, sitting up.

 

"As tempting as that is, I don't think I'll be able to get anything done with you around."

 

"Fair, I might be too exhausted to join anyways." He lowered himself back onto the pillows.

 

***

 

Sometime later, Sam had just finished dinner and was on his way back to his suite when his phone buzzed. He pulled it out and saw a new message from Helena.

 

H: Hey, dinner with the captain was shorter than expected. I can't wait until tomorrow. What are you doing now? ❤️

 

S: Just finished eating. Going back to my suite.

 

H: 😍Do you have time for me? 😜

 

Sam's dick immediately sprang to life.

 

S: Of course, do you want to meet up?

 

What followed was a detailed route to her cabin. He turned around and soon found himself in front of her door. "First Officer H. Barrington" was on the plaque. He knocked.

 

Nothing... then his phone buzzed.

 

H: It's open. Come in.

 

He opened the door and stepped inside. The cabin was bigger than his, but less luxurious. It felt more functional like it was intended for a longer stay and work instead of short vacations. There was a desk and a chair, a small kitchen area, and a bathroom. There was no separate bedroom, just a bed in the corner. It was neatly made, with a few decorative pillows.

 

In the middle of the bed was Helena. Already half nude, playing with her breasts. Only her black string was still on her. She glanced at him through half-lidded eyes, her tongue dancing over her lips. "Hey there, stud," She whispered, her voice heavy with desire. "Like what you see?"

 

Sam nodded, his eyes roaming over her body. Her nipples glistered with her milk. Just the image of her milky tits got him granite solid.

 

He quickly crossed the room and crashed his lips against hers. His tongue plunged into her mouth, exploring every inch. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing her ass. His cock was throbbing, straining against his pants.

 

He could feel her milk against his fingers, warm and creamy. He moved down and wrapped his lips around her nipple, gently sucking. His tongue lapped at the drops of milk, and he moaned at the taste. It was even better than he had imagined. He could feel his dick pulsing.

 

Helena's breathing was labored, and her skin was covered in goosebumps. Her eyes were glazed over, and her pupils were dilated. Small sweet moans escaped her mouth. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She was losing control.

 

Her hands found his head, and she tangled her fingers in his hair. She pushed him harder against her breast.

 

Sam eagerly sucked on her nipple, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. Sweet creamy milk filled his mouth, slowly at first but getting faster. His cock was throbbing, and precum leaked from his tip.

 

His hand moved between her legs, and he gently rubbed her pussy through her panties. She was dripping wet. His fingers pushed the fabric aside, and he brushed her swollen clit.

 

"Yes, drink my milk. Suck on my tits. It feels so good." Helena's voice was strained, her fingers gripping his hair. "Your tongue is amazing."

 

Each time he sucked more of her milk into his mouth, his dick pulsed. He could feel her clit hardening under his fingertips. Her pussy was dripping. Her body was trembling.

 

"Fuck, I'm close. Don't stop." She moaned. Her back arched. Her head tilted back. Her body tensed.

 

That was the moment Sam had waited for, he pushed his fingers into her. First, just one, then a second, and finally a third. He pumped them in and out, his thumb rubbing her clit. Her walls clenched around him, her body shuddering.

 

Another stream of milk spilled into his mouth. "I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I'm cummmmmming." She screamed, her walls clenching around his fingers. Her pussy convulsed. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. She involuntarily pressed his head into her tits, his nose smothered against her breast. Her milk sprayed into his mouth, filling his cheeks. Her legs shook. Her toes curled. She was a slave to her desires.

 

When she finally came down from her high, her body was limp. She breathed heavily, her chest heaving. But Sam wasn't done, he quickly freed his throbbing cock and pulled his fingers out of her dripping pussy. With a quick move, he was above her, his lips finding hers. They kissed, their tongues intertwining. Her milk leaked from his mouth, dripping onto her face.

 

Another moan escaped her mouth. His hand guided his dick to her entrance. The tip of his cock touched her dripping slit, and he pushed forward. His cock stretched her pussy, her walls clenching around him.

 

He found her tits again and squeezed, gently at first, then harder. More of her milk sprayed out, onto their bodies. His hips were rocking back and forth, his dick pumping into her. His balls slapped against her ass. She was moaning and whimpering, her body trembling. He was fucking her hard and fast.

 

Helena was lost in a sea of pleasure. Her pussy was being filled with his dick, and her tits were being emptied with his hands. She felt so good.

 

Sam let go of her mouth and guided one of her nipples between her lips. "Suck, drink your milk," He whispered. Helena's mouth opened and her tongue found her nipple. She eagerly started sucking, her tongue lapping at her own sweet milk. A small moan escaped her lips.

 

He squeezed said breast and sprayed a jet of milk into her mouth. Sam's eyes were locked on hers, and he could see the lust and desire in her gaze. His dick was throbbing, her pussy was tightening, and he could feel his climax approaching.

 

The room was filled with Helena's moans and the sounds of their bodies slapping against each other. Sam wouldn't last much longer and Helena was close, too.

 

With a final grunt, he slammed his hips forward, his cock buried deep in her pussy. Her walls tightened around him. His dick twitched. His balls pulsed. A wave of pure pleasure washed over him. He groaned and emptied himself into her.

 

Helena's eyes rolled back, it was too much. Another orgasm tore through her body, her walls clenching around his pulsing shaft. Her body was spasming, her pussy milking his cock. Her breath hitched, and she moaned around her own nipple, her milk spilling down her chin.

 

She continued to twitch and spasm under him. If she wasn't moaning, Sam would have thought she was having a seizure. When she finally came down from her high, she looked completely drained, both mentally and physically. He removed his cock, and her pussy slowly closed, leaking his thick load.

 

She could barely open her eyes, her arms fell to her sides, and she panted. Sam could only admire her beauty, her skin was glistering with sweat, and her breasts were covered in her own milk and spit.

 

Sam nestled down next to her, snuggling up against her. Her body was still shaking, her chest heaving. "That was..." She said between breaths, "intense."

 

"Yeah," He replied, his fingers caressing her skin. "It was amazing."

 

Helena couldn't respond, she was still breathing heavily. Her nipples were sore, and her pussy was throbbing.

 

The day was exhausting for Sam, first, he fucked Mira senseless and now he had made Helena a moaning mess. He was utterly spent. It took less than a minute for him to doze off.

 

Helena wasn't better off. Since Sam did, whatever he did, to make her lactate she was on the edge. The slight pressure inside her tits she could feel since it all started made her so horny. She came three times while on shift and two more times before Sam arrived, but these last two with Sam were far beyond anything she had experienced. The way her nipples hurt was a mix of pleasure and pain. She had never experienced anything like it. She dozed off not soon after.

 

Helena woke up a bit later. She gently woke Sam. She knew how tired he was. It was almost midnight. He had slept for an hour or so.

 

"Sorry to wake you, but it's almost midnight. You should probably get going."

 

Sam groaned, still dazed from sleep.

 

"Come on, go back to your suite and sleep in. I want you fresh and energized for tomorrow. I can't wait." She kissed him. "And, thank you for tonight. It was amazing." She blushed.

 

Sam nodded and slowly put his shorts back on. He walked back to his suite, completely overwhelmed by the events. Somehow he had the mental fortitude to put the "do not disturb" sign out before collapsing on his bed.

 

***

 

Sam slept until noon. He woke up to the sound of the ocean and the smell of the sea. He felt refreshed and hungry. He was ready for the evening. After a quick shower and a lavish lunch, he spent the rest of the day enjoying the amenities of the ship. He even left the ship for a bit and checked the current port.

 

But he ultimately found himself in his suite, preparing for the evening. He showered again, trimmed his pubes, and even used a little cologne. He wanted to look and smell his best.

 

Finally, it was time, Mira and Helena had both sent him cute little messages throughout the day, and now both were on their way.

 

Mira arrived first, she wore a tight dress that showed off her curves. It was a light purple color, and it brought out the color of her eyes. She had done her makeup and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. She was a sight to behold.

 

Helena joined them a couple of minutes later. She again wore a blouse and a tight pencil skirt. She looked amazing, her curves perfectly accentuated by her outfit. Her hair was in a ponytail, and her makeup was light, bringing out the natural beauty of her face. She looked stunning.

 

Sam couldn't keep his eyes off them, his gaze switched between each woman as if he was watching a tennis match. "You both look stunning," He said, his voice thick with desire. His eyes were roaming over their bodies. His mind was racing. He couldn't believe his luck.

 

Both giggled, "You look quite dashing yourself." Helena smiled. Mira nodded in agreement.

 

Mira's gaze switched between Sam and Helena. Of course, she had seen her before, but always in her, still flattering, uniform. But never like this.

 

She always knew she had something for women, but damn. She couldn't deny that Helena looked incredibly sexy. The only thing keeping her from really dating women was the lack of dick. But looking at the bulge in Sam's pants, that seemed to be the least of their problems. Her pussy was already tingling in anticipation. She could feel the wetness between her legs.

 

Helena, while not directly attracted to women, couldn't deny that Mira was an incredible beauty. The dress she was wearing showed off her perfect body, her curves were accentuated, and her long legs seemed to go on for miles. Her sun-kissed skin perfectly harmonized with her chestnut hair. She was eager to learn what the evening would bring.

 

They sat on the couch and made small talk, but it quickly ebbed down. Helena couldn't keep her hands from Sam, and the growing bulge in his pants was a clear indicator that he was ready. Mira was shifting on the sofa, clearly uncomfortable with the growing lust in the room. Her thighs were pressed together, her eyes were locked on Helena's breasts, and her breathing was heavy.

 

Finally, Helena stood up, taking Sam by his hand. The boiling desire in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. Without saying a word, she pulled him up and led him to the bedroom. Her lips found his, and they kissed, their tongues intertwined. His hands moved over her body, cupping her ass and squeezing her breasts.

 

Mira hurried after them, her eyes fixed on the sight. Her pussy was dripping, her heart was pounding, and her mouth was dry. She couldn't believe how hot the scene was. Helena's hands were moving over Sam's body, his hand doing the same. Their tongues were dancing. She could see their teeth. She could hear their moans. She could smell their arousal. Her body was shaking, her knees were weak. She could feel her panties getting soaked.

 

Sam noticed and extended a hand to her, "Come, join us." He said. His voice was thick with desire. His eyes were burning with lust.

 

Without hesitation, she grabbed his hand, and he pulled her towards them. He pressed a burning kiss on her lips. His tongue plunged into her mouth, exploring every inch. His hands roamed her body, squeezing her ass and cupping her breasts. Her nipples were hard, and his fingers pinched them, gently at first, then harder.

 

Then another pair of hands joined his. Helena's lips found her neck, kissing and nibbling the sensitive skin. Her hands were moving over her body, tracing the outline of her curves. Her fingers teased her nipples. A shiver ran down her spine. Her knees were buckling. Her mind was reeling. She was drowning in pleasure.

 

Sam's lips were replaced by Helena's, their tongues intertwining. She moaned into her mouth, her breath tickling her tongue. Sam's hands moved behind her, and he unzipped her dress, his fingers tracing the curve of her spine. His lips kissed her neck, and his teeth nipped at her skin.

 

Sam enjoyed the pair as much as they enjoyed each other. He could see the arousal on Helena's face, her eyes were glazed over, and her pupils were dilated. She was completely lost in the moment. Her hands were shaking, her fingers digging into Mira's skin. Mira's eyes were closed, and she completely gave in to the pleasure. Small moans escaped her mouth, her body trembling with untainted bliss.

 

They continued to make out, switching partners every so often and slowly undressing until all of them were nearly or completely nude.

 

Finally, Sam couldn't hold it anymore, so he gently pushed Mira onto his bed. Remembering the night before, he quickly put on a condom. Meanwhile Helena lowered herself on Mira's face, Sam positioned himself between Mira's legs and slowly entered her. She moaned, the vibration sending shivers up Helena's spine. Helena leaned over and kissed Sam. In return, he grabbed and started squeezing her tits, milking her, and making her moan. Spraying her Milk over all of them.

 

Sam fucked Mira, burying his cock deep inside her tight, wet, cunt, as she lapped and sucked Helena's dripping, throbbing pussy, which was above her face. Mira was a squirming, moaning mess, as her hands gripped Helena's ass, her fingers digging into her smooth, plump skin.

 

Helena was lost in the sensations of Mira's tongue sliding along her slit, teasing her clit, and dipping inside her, and the feeling of her full breasts being milked and squeezed.

 

Mira was in heaven, the feeling of Sam's thick, hard cock filling her, and the taste of Helena's sweet nectar on her lips. She was drowning in pleasure, her body wracked with ecstasy. She came hard, her walls clenching around Sam's shaft, and her whole body trembling with euphoria.

 

Helena came shortly after, triggered by the spasms of Mira's orgasm, and the vibrations of her moans, her pussy flooding her mouth with her sweet juices. She cried out, her body tensing, and her eyes rolling back.

 

Sam continued to thrust into Mira, his balls slapping against her ass, her tight, wet cunt gripping his cock like a vice. He could feel his climax building, his cock twitching, and his balls tightening. He let go of Helena's mouth and sucked on her tit, drinking her sweet milk. Then he came hard, his dick erupting, filling the condom with his cum. He groaned, his cock pulsing, and his balls emptying themselves.

 

Each of them shuddered as they rode out their respective orgasms, their bodies slick with sweat, and their minds reeling from the intensity of the experience.

 

They stayed like this for a few minutes, before separating. Sam discarded the condom and Helena lifted her body off Mira's face, which was glistering in the other woman's juices. Helena couldn't help herself and lowered her body to Mira's. Her lips found hers, and she kissed her, her tongue sliding into her mouth. Both women moaned, their bodies pressed together. Helena tasted her sweet, honeyed juices, and the slightly salty taste of her own cum.

 

That image sent Sam immediately back to attention. His rock-hard cock was already pointing at the pair. Mira's fingers found Helena's breast, and she gently squeezed, a jet of milk spraying onto their tongues. They both moaned, the taste driving them wild.

 

Sam positioned himself behind Helena and plunged raw into her, his other hand finding Mira's pussy and his fingers pushing inside. The women cried out, their bodies trembling. They were lost in a sea of pleasure. Sam was fucking Helena's dripping cunt, his dick reaching places she didn't know existed.

 

Their kiss was a mess of lips, tongues, and teeth. They were a tangle of limbs, their bodies pressed together. The scent of their arousal hung in the air. The sounds of their moans filled the room. Only broken by the slaps of Sam's hips against Helena's ass, his balls slapping her clit. Mira's body was shivering under Sam's touch, her pussy tightening around his fingers, her juices dripping down his hand.

 

Helena shifted and motioned Mira to move her body, within seconds Helena started sucking on Mira's clit eliciting a long and deep moan from the other woman. Helena's fingers found her entrance, and she plunged two digits into her, her thumb brushing her sensitive nub. Sam continued to fuck her from behind, his cock filling her tight cunt.

 

Sam enjoyed the view the two women gave him, he watched as Helena's ass jiggled, her plump cheeks rippling with every impact. He watched her fingers disappearing into Mira's wet pussy, her juices glistening in the dim light. He watched Mira's eyes rolling back, her face contorting with pleasure.

 

Suddenly he had an idea, he spread some of Mira juices left on his hand over Helena's ass and pressed his thumb against her entrance. She was already too far gone and didn't even register what was happening. So Sam gently pushed his thumb into her ass. It slipped in surprisingly easy.

 

The sensation of being double penetrated was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her moans into Mira's pussy intensified. The vibrations send shivers through the other woman. Helena's tongue swirled around Mira's clit, her fingers pumping in and out of her wet, tight cunt. She was close, just a bit more, and Sam gave her more as he started pushing his thumb deeper into her. Her eyes widened and a scream escaped her mouth. She was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, her body trembling. Mira came at the same time, her juices gushing onto Helena's tongue, her back arching.

 

Both women shuddered, their orgasms tearing through their bodies. Sam could feel his dick throbbing, his balls tightening. He was close. He could feel his cock twitching. With a final thrust, he buried himself in her cunt, his cock erupting. Hot, thick cum spurted from his dick, coating her insides. He groaned, his cock pulsing, and his balls emptying. It was pure ecstasy. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, his body wracked with ecstasy.

 

Helena was the first to speak, her body still trembling, "You cheeky bastard, sticking your finger up my ass." Her voice was thick with pleasure. "It felt amazing, but still... unexpected." She turned around and pulled him down, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Her tongue pushed past his lips, exploring his mouth. Sam could taste the hint of Mira's juices. "But now it's your turn," She whispered, her hand finding his semi-hard cock. "Let me take care of you." She gave his cock a couple of gentle strokes, before lowering her head and wrapping her lips around his tip.

 

Mira watched from half-lidded eyes. She couldn't believe the sight. It was intoxicating. Helena's head was bobbing up and down, her lips sliding along his thick shaft, her tongue teasing his tip. Sam's face was a mask of pure pleasure, his eyes closed, and his mouth slightly open. His fingers were tangled in her hair, guiding her movements. Mira could feel her arousal growing again, her pussy tingling, and her nipples hardening. Her fingers quickly found her clit, and she started rubbing it. It was an image she wouldn't forget. Ever.

 

It didn't take long for Sam to get fully hard, his cock throbbing in her mouth. He gently pushed her away, and his dick sprung free, standing proud and erect.

 

"I have never done that before, but I think I want to try it," Helena giggled and wiggled her ass, "Come on, stick your thick, hard cock in my ass." She didn't wait for his reply and pushed her butt upwards, giving him an inviting view. Sam didn't hesitate and guided his dick to her rear. He rubbed his tip against her hole, teasing her a bit, before gently pushing forward.

 

It went in surprisingly easy, and he was soon buried balls deep in her ass. "Oh my god, this feels incredible," Helena moaned, her body shivering. "Fuck my ass, fill it with your cock."

 

Sam didn't need to be told twice, his hips pulled back, his shaft sliding out of her tight ass, before plunging back in. She gasped, her body shaking. He started fucking her ass, his cock thrusting in and out, his balls slapping her dripping cunt.

 

Mira was close again, the images in front of her driving her insane. She watched as Sam's thick, hard cock disappeared into her ass, stretching her hole, and filling her. She watched as his balls slapped her cunt, her juices coating them.

 

Helena was in another world, her mind lost in the feeling of his cock deep inside her. It felt like it was reaching places no man had ever been before. It was incredible. Every nerve ending in her body was on fire, her skin tingling, and her pussy aching. Each time his balls hit her clit, a shockwave of pleasure washed over her. She was on the verge of an orgasm.

 

Sam was enjoying the feeling of her tight ass wrapped around his dick. Her walls clenched around him, like a velvet vise. His hands massaging her firm asscheeks. His hips slapping her butt, making her plump cheeks jiggle. Her moans filled the room. Her scent was intoxicating.

 

With a scream Mira came, her body shuddering, and her juices gushing onto the bed. Her pussy tingled, her muscles contracting. Her head spun, and her heart raced. Her skin was covered in goosebumps, and her nipples were rock-hard.

 

Sam's cock in her ass and Mira's scream sent Helena over the edge. Her walls clenched around his dick, her body tensed, and her eyes rolled back. A powerful orgasm crashed over her, her pussy spasming, and her arms collapsed. She buried her face in the mattress, her scream muffled.

 

Sam kept pounding her ass, his cock pumping in and out, his balls slapping her cunt. He pushed her through her orgasm, her body twitching and shaking. He could feel his balls tightening, his cock throbbing. With a final thrust, he buried himself in her ass, his cock erupting. Hot, thick cum spurted from his dick, coating her insides.

 

Another muffled scream escaped Helena's mouth, the sensation of his cum filling her ass sending her into a state of pure bliss. Her body convulsed, her muscles contracting. Her mind reeled, her thoughts a jumbled mess.

 

After he emptied his balls deep inside her, he pulled out, and her asshole closed. Sam collapsed next to her on the bed.

 

The room was filled with their labored breathing, their hearts racing, and their skin glistening with sweat. No one spoke, each lost in their own thoughts, savoring the post-orgasmic high.

 

Finally, Mira broke the silence, her voice thick with lust, "God, that was hot." Her fingers brushed over her clit, sending a shiver down her spine. "I've never seen anything so sexy. You guys were incredible."

 

"You're not bad yourself," Helena grinned, her eyes still unfocused. "I could watch you cum all day."

 

Sam chuckled, "We should have done that sooner." He glanced at the clock and was surprised that they had spent nearly two hours. He couldn't believe how fast the time flew by. "How are you two doing? Tired?" He looked at Mira, then at Helena. They both nodded. "Okay, I'm going to get something to clean us up."

 

***

Sooner than each of them wanted, the end of Sam's vacation arrived. Julia gave him a last private show, followed by a rough fucking in brain melting contortions. Mira and Helena shared him between them with another final threesome that left lasting impressions on all of them.