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  “A…Amanda!” she cried out, her legs suddenly going rigid. “Ahh-ahhh!!”

  She yelped as she came, and the dildo stopped thrusting as she writhed against the bed. Her hands clutched against the bed spread and she ripped nearly ripped the fabric in half with the intensity of her yank. The vibrator, no longer being held in place, slipped out of her pussy and onto the bed, rolling slightly and leaving a small wet streak on the covers. It vibrated uselessly against the fabric.

  When Eve’s moaning finally came to an end, she weakly glanced over at me. “I suppose…I guess I should be indignant…for you barging in here without…” she trailed off, not bothering to finish.

  “You, uh…you didn’t show up for the muster drill, Eve. They sent me out to get you, you’re in my section. I, uh, knocked three times,” I added defensively. Half of me didn’t want her to get the wrong idea about why I’d showed up in her room. The other half wanted exactly the opposite.

  “Really,” she said, sounding unconcerned. “Quite…a coincidence, isn’t it?”

  I ignored the question, not wanting to argue about why I’d shown up. I decided that I no longer cared about the muster drill. “Eve, why did you kiss me earlier?”

  She didn’t seem surprised by the question, but it didn’t look like that was the one she’d wanted me to ask. “Because you’re gorgeous, Amanda, why else? I figured you needed some just as much as I did. You said yourself that you haven’t had sex in months, and I already told you that I’ve been alone for a while. Hell, I have to get my love from this thing.”

  She picked the vibrator up off of the bed and held it up for me to see. Her wetness reflected the light off of it from the stateroom lamp as she continued. “There’s nothing really wrong with it, but it’s kind of pathetic that I have to fuck myself, you know?”

  I bit my lip, all too aware of the Pocket Rocket in the drawer of my cabin’s desk. It was tiny, though, compared to the silver toy she’d brought along. “At least you have a something worthwhile,” I said, not really thinking out what I was saying. “I haven’t had a decent fuck with anything since the breakup with Max. My tool of choice is barely better than a finger.”

  Good God, why had I said that? Was I trying to cause a PR disaster? Fortunately, she just smiled at me…though, on reflection, it was a rather impish smile. She seemed to enjoy it when I said things like that.

  “Well?” she asked huskily.

  “Well…what?”

  She held out the toy to me, waving it like a wand. It still shimmered from Eve’s wetness. “I’m all done with it. Would you…like to take a spin with me?”

  Half of me was revolted by the request. I was generally a private person when it came to my sex life – Max, my ex-boyfriend, had always teased me about how closed-lipped I was when it came to the bedroom. Unlike most of the girls in my generation, I usually got to know people for longer than a few hours before having sex with them.

  The other half of me was the one that turned and spun the deadbolt on the door, making sure nothing other than another master key would walk in on us unexpectedly.

  Eve’s smile was radiant and wild, and she quickly undid the buttons down the front of her blouse. She was now completely nude aside from the white, lacy bra that held her firm breasts in place.

  Before today, I had never been interested in the female form beyond grade-school curiosity – but now I wanted nothing more than to rip the bra off and feel her in my hands, rubbing the nipples between my fingers, my teeth-

  “Amanda,” Eve said huskily, interrupting my daydream, “this works better if you take your clothes off, Sweetheart.”

  Feeling a little silly, I yanked the yellow vest over my head and undid the buttons on the light-blue Excelsius polo I’d been wearing. Pulling that off, I was reaching for my bra strap when she stopped my hand.

  “No, let me,” she ordered.

  “You first,” I said, gesturing with my head towards her covered breasts even as she was reaching her arms around my body.

  “Uh-uh,” she whispered into my ear. I could feel her tongue against the sensitive skin there, and I shuddered with anticipation. “You’ve seen a lot more of me now than I’ve seen of you. Mine comes off once you’re completely naked.”

  The bra came off easily, and I had a sudden, irrational urge to cover myself. Mine were smaller than hers by a good cup size…she had D’s, if not more, while I was stuck with C’s. Eve, however, didn’t seem to care. Her lips were on me, sucking on the tender flesh before nipping at my nipples with her teeth. Her warm tongue sent waves of pleasure throughout my body, and I could feel my pussy flooding out into my panties. I hoped that I wasn’t leaking yet, or the wetness of the tan pants would be hard to explain to Phil.

  Seeming to sense my worry, her lips pressed against my neck as she undid the button on my pants. Eve yanked down the zipper forcefully as her tongue danced with mine, and my pants slid down unceremoniously to the ground. Her hands traveled up and down the length of my body, feeling the same need and desire that I felt. I caressed her hair, lifting it slightly and kissing the tender flesh on her neck. She moaned into my hair, and I felt her hand sliding down under the waistband of my sky blue panties.

  Her finger had barely reached past my pubic mound before I was writhing in a small orgasm, sending almost painful rows of passions up my spine. It had been so long since someone else had touched me that I could barely hold back my desire. I quivered against her touch, feeling my hands take a life of their own as I left nail marks on her soft back.

  “Fu…fuck…Eve, Eve…oh god, Eve, oh god…” I moaned uselessly, feeling her slide the panties off of me and throwing them onto the ground next to my crumpled pants. “Did I…did I hurt you?”

  She shrugged, her mouth still a set smile. “You can scratch me up as much as you want, honey. You’re not going to hurt me. Besides, I take it as a compliment.”

  “It was meant as one…” I began, but trailed off as I felt her lips brushing against my pussy. Her tongue felt electric against me, sending jolts of pleasure to the very core of my being. As she lapped up the juices flowing out from my cunt, my brain felt like it was melting into a puddle – all that mattered was the beautiful angel that was playing my body like a skilled musician.

  “Jesus,” she muttered, lightly stroking the edges of my pussy lips as she spoke, “you needed this bad, didn’t you? Here I thought I was horny, but you’re drowning me down here.”

  “S-sorry,” I murmured, not really sorry about it at all. Max had never eaten me out, saying that it was “gross.” A shame – he’d never given me pleasure like this. Hell - no one had, for that matter. I could feel the edges of her tongue touch me in places no cock ever could, reaching into me and shooting pleasure into all the tender spots I hadn’t even known existed before. Her warm breath on my pussy made me shiver, sending a new torrent of moisture into Eve’s hungry mouth.

  As horny as I was, I felt a little guilty that I was having all the fun. “Come here,” I murmured, pulling the woman up off of the floor and onto the bed next to me. I damn-near tore off her bra, attacking her tits with my lips and rolling the nipples around in my tongue. She growled in pleasure as I bit down on them, and her fingers reached down and slid almost violently into my cunt.

  I pulled her on top of me with her head near my crotch, and I angled her own glistening pussy in a 69 position towards my face. Her legs sank into the soft bed near my ears, and I was face to face with her dripping mound. Having had no experience pleasing a woman before, I was unsure of where to start. Eventually, I decided to wing it and experimentally worked my tongue on the spots on her body that I enjoyed being touched myself.

  “Sh-shit, Amanda, yeah, right there…” I heard her say before she ducked her head back down to lap at my juices. I guessed that I had done something right, so I continued in that area, moving around every so often to keep her moaning. Her licking and sucking of my own pussy made concentrating a hassle, though. I could feel an orgasm building up inside
as she worked me over.

  “Ke…keep that up and you’re gonna make…” I stammered, unable to get the whole sentence out as the wave began to build inside of me.

  She obviously knew what I was trying to say, because she slowed down – much to my disappointment. “Wait,” she said, sliding off of me and picking the vibrator up off of the bed. “Let’s do this right.”

  The cold metal vibrator rubbed against my clitoris a few times before plunging into me without ceremony. I cried out, not having felt anything so large inside of me since even before Max. The pocket rocket back in my room would never compare to Eve’s toy. The walls of my pussy pressed down hard against it, feeling it vibrate against my clit and sending me into a spiral of pleasure. I could feel my teeth rattling as it began to pulse inside of me, driving me closer and closer to orgasm.

  “Eve, Eve, oh my God,” I whispered frantically. I couldn’t even think anymore, couldn’t make a coherent sentence…her tongue and her toy had reduced me to pants and grunts. My legs were rigid from the vibrating rod and the wave of pleasure that shot up and down my spine. “Da…damn it, I…”

  Out of the corner of my glazed eyes, I could see the look of satisfaction on Eve’s face…as if she were enjoying watching me melt into a puddle on her bed. Looking back on it, I’m dead certain that she was definitely enjoying immensely. At the moment, however, I was consumed with the aching desire to be ravaged, to be consumed, to be fucked raw.

  “Oh, God, Eve – Yes! Yes, right there! Fuck me!” I shouted, not really caring who heard me anymore. “Yes, yes….yes, fuck me! Do it!”

  She pumped the vibrator in and out of my cunt, lingering once it was all the way inside for just a second before pulling back in a rush and thrusting it back in again. My brain was on fire, filled with unimaginable passion for the young woman kneeling on the bed beside me, filling me with her cool rod. My hands shot up and caught her behind the head, pulling her down and sliding my tongue into her mouth. I could taste my own juices on her lips, and I was certain she could taste hers on mine. She thrust the toy so deep into my pussy that I could have sworn it was in my throat.

  “I…Eve, I can’t, I’m gonna cum…you’re making me…” I moaned into her ear.

  “Do it,” Eve commanded, almost as a growl. “I want it all over this thing, I want to have your cum inside of me every time I use it.”

  Her words drove me wild, and I could feel the wave threatening to take me over. “Ahh, fuck, ahhhh!”

  “Do it, Amanda! Cum for me!”

  The pleasure swept through my body like an electrical jolt, and my body vibrated with the uncontrollable shockwave of my orgasm. I felt my pussy clamp down on the vibrator, seeming to draw it yet further inside of me as I cried out at the top of my lungs. My hands clutched at her bedspread, pulling it to my mouth and biting down in an effort to muffle the screams. Every hair on my body seemed to stand up on end as I shook helplessly beneath her grasp.

  After what seemed like hours, the wave died down and I collapsed onto the bed, feeling spent. The vibrator slowly slid out of me and fell onto the bed, forgotten. I immediately missed its presence, and I knew I would never be satisfied with my own toy again. Once I got back to the mainland, I would need to visit the sex shop and trade up.

  A slightly awkward moment passed between us as we laid on the bed, resting and gazing at each other. Her face was beet red, and the look in her eyes said that she hadn’t been expecting all of what happened any more than I had. I could only imagine what I looked like. Phil would have no doubt of what had happen, I was sure of it. I just didn’t really care at the moment.

  “I know it sounds hard to believe,” Eve began sheepishly, “but I’ve never done that before.”

  “Me neither,” I replied breathlessly. I could feel my heartbeat throbbing inside my exhausted pussy.

  “None of it, I mean. It’s silly, considering I started all of this – but I’ve considered myself straight my whole life. I’ve never considered another woman sexy until I came onboard this ship. I honestly don’t know what came over me. You just…you just inspired me.”

  “Do you regret it?” I asked, feeling a little sad for reasons I couldn’t explain.

  In response, she scooted closer to me and pressed her lips against mine. “Not a chance,” she mumbled against my cheek once she’d finished kissing me. “I could do that every day for the rest of my life. You’re a wonderful lover, Amanda.”

  “I hardly did anything for you!” I cried out, feeling guilty once again for giving her metaphorical blue balls.

  “Not yet,” she clarified, running her fingers lightly up the length of my legs. I was suddenly very happy that I’d decided to shave them the night before. “I’ll be here for a week, and I would be very disappointed if this was a one-time excursion.”

  “Since when am I an excursion?” I managed to squeak out. Her fingertips had reached my crotch, and were busy tantalizing me into another stream of pleasure. I’d had no idea that my pussy could get that wet. She must have been some sort of sorceress…there really was no other way to explain it.

  “You’re not an excursion for everyone. Just me.” Eve winked at me before reaching down off of the bed and retrieving my pants from the floor. “What time are you off duty tonight?”

  “After the show,” I stammered, accepting the pants automatically. “About nine or so, I think.”

  “Perfect,” she said, leaning into me and pressing her lips against my earlobe. Her voice had dropped to a whisper, sending ripples of nervous excitement up my spine. “Where can I meet you?”

  “Deck four,” I gasped, “Everett’s Piano Lounge.”

  “I’ll be waiting,” she continued, still speaking softly into my ear. Her lips nipped playfully at the sensitive flesh there, driving me into a frenzy. My brain felt like it was slowly dissolving away with each passing second. I didn’t want to leave her, though I knew it was impossible to stay.

  “My panties,” I mumbled, only barely conscious of the fact that she was still holding them.

  “Uh-uh,” she said, with a wicked smirk. “I’m keeping them. I need some insurance to make sure you actually show up tonight.”

  “Trust me, I’ll be there.”

  “Nevertheless, you’ll get them back after you get a few drinks into you.” She stuffed them into her pocket, and I had to do a double-take. Eve had somehow managed to get fully dressed while I sat there in a stupefied daze. What had she done to me?

  “Now,” she continued, yanking her orange life jacket out of the closet as I reluctantly slid on my bra, “we’d better get going. It took a lot longer for you to find me than they were expecting, I’m sure, so I’ll make sure they fall for the innocent tourist routine. I am the customer, after all – I’m always right.”

  A thought struck me then as I was awkwardly fumbling with my pants zipper. I hoped that I wasn’t completely soaking my clothes with my own fluids; a drenched pussy wasn’t something that was easily explained away.

  “The ‘innocent tourist routine’, huh? Just like you did earlier today, what with the whole ‘I’m awful at directions’ sham?”

  Her triumphant smirk was the only reply I got.

  Phil was fuming by the time we arrived at the muster station, but Eve’s story helped – a little. Phil gave me the evil eye for the rest of the day, even after Eve had left us to rejoin the throngs of tourists at the sailaway party. Everything I’d done today to impress him had been shot to hell after my little jaunt with Eve, but it had been totally worth it.

  I watched her go, letting the memory of our meeting earlier that day parade through my head. Once I had replayed it a few times, I wondered idly what I would wear tonight and what words might be shared once we were together again. Mostly, however, I concerned myself with what technique I would use to gain the complete mastery over her body that she’d achieved over mine. Turnabout, after all, is fair play.

  My clit danced with pleasure at the thought of it.

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