Group Sex Pleasure Cruise

Admittedly, Darlene and I have always enjoyed being watched while we fuck. There's just something about that, which raises the level of intensity and desire in each of us. For Darlene, it's the trigger, the key that somehow turns over the switch in her otherwise demure, almost shy personality whenever she's not actually on camera. In a way, it's that same metamorphosis for her. The camera coming on turns her into the smart, intelligent professional that she really is. Fucking...in front of someone, turns her into the wicked, devilish, totally uninhibited woman that I so love seeing whenever that happens.

Darlene had stood moving over towards the railing. It was one of her favorite positions, being taken from behind, half standing, half leaning over. Madeline continued to watch us, still fingering her split, her look concentrated as she did so.

"If I may ask a question of you both," she said smiling. It was a rhetorical question as she continued before either one of us could actually respond. "I was wondering if you'd care to indulge an old lady a request, a particular form of pleasure that I so enjoy."

I was buried balls deep inside Darlene's cunt, stopping the slow thrusts in and out of her pussy as we both turned curiously towards her. "What do you have in mind?" Darlene asked smiling at her with an almost knowing sense of her as still yet unasked request.

Madeline stepped over closing the distance between us. As she did, she slipped her hand down, forcing me to withdraw slightly as she grasped my cum covered prick, Darlene's girlish fluids clinging to it, though she purposely ensured that the head of my cock at least remained inside my wife's slick juicy pussy.

"It is my biggest joy to be in control. To ask, no...let's be honest here," she amended. "To demand and expect compliance with those demands," she now said her eyes taking on an entirely new look. "To bring about pleasure in unexpected ways, to prolong it, delay it, even to the point of denying it until I see fit to allow otherwise," she said now fondling my cock, and then squeezing it hard, before actually yanking it out fully from my wife's quivering slick tunnel. She rubbed the head of it around and about my wife's ass, leaving a nice trail of sticky lubrication as she stood there toying with it.

"Since Edwards death, and up until now, I've not been able to fully enjoy those pleasures, or partake of such carnal delights. It is my hopes of course to do so during this cruise, but what I again ask, is that perhaps the two of you consider allowing me to entertain a few of those now."

Darlene and I had from time to time entertained and thrilled one another with some mild forms of bondage. We had of course tied one another up in bed, had teased, tickled, and pleasured one another in mild, though delightful little ways, giving up control, being entirely at one another's mercy. At times the sex had even gotten a little rough, a bit wilder than normal, but never to the point where we had caused one another any real pain, or had caused one another to fear being hurt or truly injured. Now however, as we both stood there realizing the implications, this was an entirely new area for us, especially as we'd literally just met Madeline and knew very little in the grand scheme of things, as to who she really was. She seemed to sense our hesitation.

"Have no fear," she said smiling, softening her look. "I am good at reading people, knowing what they'll like, what they can tolerate and enjoy...and what they can't. Allow me to just share with you a small taste of what I believe the three of us can all enjoy together," she asked.

Once again we smiled, and perhaps that mere act gave permission or approval, I don't honestly remember now, though it mattered not. In the next instant, I first heard as well as felt the stinging slap of her hand coming down on the bare surface of my ass cheek. It wasn't a simple slap either, something else that Darlene and I had both toyed with, dabbled in quite innocently. And it wasn't that it really hurt so much, though it did sting to some extent which took me by surprise, but that it came so unexpectedly and so resoundingly causing me to jump, though I thrust deeply inside Darlene's cunt upon feeling it. Hearing my wife groan pleasurably, I then felt Madeline now soothing my ass with the palm of her hand where she'd hit me. At least now, I knew what to expect, and actually steeled myself for the next one. Once again she caressed, I began to withdraw in order to slam into my wife once again, but again her hand came between us, grabbing me, holding me in place.

"Only when I say," she said with those again piercing eyes of her, her hand continuing to draw light tickling circles on the back of my ass. "With my hand..." she finished, the slap once again coming unexpectedly, catching me off guard, stinging yet again, even more fiercely perhaps this time as I involuntarily responded to the sensation, thrusting inwards, Madeline's hand suddenly releasing me at just the last moment. Once again buried to the hilt, she stepped behind, pressing herself against me, sandwiching me between the two of them. She spit, wetting her fingers, I felt her touch, felt her gentle easy probe though I am sure my eyebrows raised up several inches as I felt her middle digit suddenly encircling the tight opening of my ass. I felt her mouth on my back, her tongue and lips kissing, the sudden nip of her teeth, once again causing me to lurch, which I did, just as her middle finger buried itself deeply inside me.

"Fuck your wife," she hissed, easing her finger in and out of my passage. I slid out, and then in, feeling another stinging slap of her hand on the opposite side of my ass, her finger impaling me just as firmly on the stroke. "Again!" she commanded. And again, I thrust, hearing Darlene's moan of delight as I impaled her fully, deeply, just as deep as Madeline's finger impaled me. "Again!" she stated, and again I thrust, holding still only for a moment, sudden surprise as the tingling sensation of a too soon release began to manifest itself deep within my balls. I felt her hand, her finger slipping out as she once again stepped beside the two of us. She took Darlene's hand, drawing it down between her own legs.

"Pinch it," she said looking at her. Forced to step back, I stood there and watched, amazed to some extent by what I was looking at. "Pull on it...tug it," she said once again. Madeline had taken my wife's hand, placing it on her sex, or rather upon the largest biggest clitoris I had ever seen before in my entire life. It looked like a miniature penis, blood engorged, swollen, nearly the size of my pinky finger, though somewhat shorter in length, though not by much. I saw the look in Darlene's eyes as she realized what she was now holding onto, looking down, smiling in delight as she indeed pressed it between two of her fingers, pinching it, holding it, and then pulling on it as she'd been asked to do. "Suck it," she now told my wife.

It was erotically odd to see my wife so obediently slither down the woman's legs until kneeling before her there on the deck. As though hypnotized, Darlene drew the woman's enormous clit in between her lips, sucking it in much the same way that she so delightfully sucked my cock.

"Spank her ass," Madeline bade me, looking down and over at my wife, her heart shaped ass so vulnerable as she knelt. Darlene continued to suckle the woman's clit, now very much aware of my presence as I circled around behind her, now likewise kneeling down. "Hard!" She reminded me, nodding her head in approval.

This was again something we had both dabbled in, and even as my hand came down on my wife's ass, slapping her, I had done so far less harder than I'd done before in the privacy of our bedroom. Madeline looked at me with a less than approving look. "You can do better than that, and your wife knows it!" she said somehow knowing she did. Darlene had moaned, but not as intensely as I'd heard her do when I'd spanked her before. I spanked her again, far harder this time, hearing that moan, though Madeline again looked at me disapprovingly. "Harder!"

This time I wasn't as sure, but I slapped her, felt the sting in my own hand, felt Darlene jump a little, though to my amazement, she didn't complain, or quit sucking Madeline's clit. She smiled at that, nodding her head in approval and then reached down, drawing Darlene back up to her feet.

"I'm going to show you something quite pleasantly exquisite," she told her. "But you'll need to trust me, along with your husband a little in order to do that. Will you?" she asked.

"Yes!" Darlene responded without hesitation, but the look in her eyes confirmed the fact, that the wild woman in her had emerged. I knew then and there, she was in the zone, ready and willing to do whatever the hell it was that this woman wanted her to do. But then again...so was I.

"Good!" She said grinning wickedly, and then proceeded to tell us what it was that she wanted us to do. Even after hearing her explain it, I still wasn't sure. Darlene as well seemed a bit hesitant, but then that wickedly naughty woman inside her took over. To my surprise, she positioned herself as she'd been ask, waiting expectantly for me to do my part. "It's not all that difficult," Madeline told us both. "I've in fact done, and experienced this myself as you'll soon see. It's actually quite erotically stimulating and a hell of a lot of fun!"

The upper railing was smooth, rounded and made up of polished brass. It was high enough of course to prevent anyone from accidentally falling over, though from our deck, it wouldn't have been into the water, but onto the main deck surrounding the ship below us. Even then, I was nervous though Darlene didn't appear to be in the slightest as Madeline and I lifted her. Darlene draped her legs over the upper railing, now supporting herself as she hung there upside down. Just seeing her hanging like that took on a look of erotic decadence, the sensation of which sent a surge of throbbing want up and down the length of my rock hard shaft.

"Perfect!" Madeline said as we let go stepping back to almost artfully appreciate my dangling wife. Once again she moved forward, inching apart Darlene's legs ever so slightly, the affect of which opened her up even more obscenely than she already was. She leaned forward, her tongue immediately coming out to lap at my wife's very swollen exposed clit as she hung there, twitching, quivering. "Good...now, jerk off my clit," she instructed my wife, "while I suck yours!"

Madeline had likewise instructed me to come up from behind her. Using her own slickness, I momentarily fingered her wet juicy split, as my wife hung there beneath her, working the woman's large extended clit, literally jacking it off just as she'd done to me. Assured my finger was well lubed, I applied it to Madeline's ass, quickly locating her own puckered little spot, and slipped the tip inside her. I continued worming it about, and then slid the entire length of it inside as she spread herself more openly, inviting the play as well as giving me even easier access to that particular tight little passage.

In the meantime, Madeline licked, tickled, and sucked my wife's clit, all the while having her hanging upside down against the railing, her feet dangling off the side, though she was in no danger whatsoever of falling over suspended now the way that she was. But even I had to admit to the wickedly decadent position she was in, seeing Madeline leaning over, sucking my wife's cunt while I stood there fingering her ass.

"Squeeze my tits!" Madeline told me. "Pinch my nipple, as hard as you possibly can!"

I knew by now of course that Madeline's pain threshold was far greater than my own, and even Darlene's. I pinched, pulled, and twisted her extended nipples painfully, though it was clearly evident to Madeline, it was perfect. She moaned delightfully, still flicking her tongue into my wife's split, causing her to squirm there against the railing.

"Now...slip your prick between my legs, not in me...but between me," she commanded. I stood behind her doing so. "A little more," she instructed. I had no idea what we were doing, though I felt her wet slick lips pressing against my shaft as I pressed myself even more fully against her. Apparently, my wife immediately figured out what was happening. In the next instant, I suddenly felt the tickle of her warm mouth surrounding me, and realized as she did that, she had likewise gathered in Madeline's thick, long little clit. She was sucking the two of us simultaneously!

"Oh my God!" I cried out with the realization, my wife struggling just slightly in order to accommodate us, though manage it she did. The fact she had gathered us inside her mouth together, licking and sucking us both seemed to much the perversion that it was, yet so erotically stimulating that I once again threatened to discharge my spunk all too soon.

Unable to hold the position for as long as I might have liked, I finally had to step back, though Darlene's pussy was at that precise moment exploding in extreme ecstasy anyway.

There were times when I had seen her squirt, though she didn't do it all that often, or certainly every time either. But this was in fact...one of those times when she did. Suspended as she was, her cunt directed upwards so provocatively, even Madeline was pleasantly surprised as Darlene came, screaming out her pleasures which I noted upon standing next to the railing looking down, weren't missed by those now standing below us. Many of which now gathered, looking up in wild-eyed surprise upon seeing my wife dangling there the way that she was, precious clear-liquid eruptions sprouting from her cunt, her spray arching back up and over the railing, some of which fell all the way to the deck below us, garnering applause.

Now drained, no longer able to sustain herself, Madeline and I helped to lift her up off the railing and then back onto very wobbly, weak knees. She collapsed down into one of the lounge chairs, her face red with the flush of her pleasure, but to some extent with shy embarrassment too as the persona of her usual self had returned.

"Oh my...that was certainly...interesting," she mused still flush in the face, yet obviously pleased at having experienced all that.

I was myself on the verge of simply shooting off, without even using my hands! Madeline now reaching down, grasping my cock and leading me back over towards the railing. A few still standing below us, though most now had moved off. Upon seeing us once again near the railing, most stood below looking up expectantly, wondering what might happen next. No one had very long to wait as Madeline made it clearly obvious what it was she was up to. Even I was a bit embarrassed and hesitant at first. Madeline now stood behind me, her full firm breasts pressing against my back, her hands reaching around in front, my rock hard prick now stuck through the railings as she stood there jerking me off. Many below stepped a bit further back, mostly the men, though much to my amazement, two women actually moved inwards still looking up, almost expectantly.

"They're waiting for it," Madeline charged me. "Don't...disappoint them."

I stood there watching the first jettison of my cream arch into the air through the railing. As though in slow motion, I could see the two, and then three women standing below, actually gauging the decent of my flying cream as it flew out, and then plummeted down towards the deck as they stood there below, waiting for it. Somehow, the weirdness of that very act caused the second, third, and even forth spurts to exceed the first, shooting even further out and forward before gravity claimed them, pulling them down. And though only one splat of cum actually ever reached the mark, it was as though a bride's bouquet had been tossed, and the lucky recipient of it below me the winner of the unexpected surprise. There were giggles and laughter, and moments later more applause as our captured audience below finally began moving off as our sensually erotic show ended. I couldn't help but laugh at the blonde haired woman below me who actually looked up once again, waving, pointing at the area of her breast where my cream had obviously landed hitting her. She showed it off to her friends, almost proud of the prize she now carried away with her as they slowly sauntered off.

I now stepped back, rejoining my wife in one of the lounge chairs. "Well I must say Madeline, you are indeed an unexpected delight, and I for one am glad to have met you," I told her quite honestly. "That was indeed, a very strange, though very erotic little experience."

She smiled at that. "I'm glad to have met the two of you as well, and hope that we'll again have opportunity to explore a few other things together as well. Perhaps tonight, since it is fetish night," she then added hopefully.

We all parted company then, Darlene and I both heading back inside for a shower, and then actually dressing for lunch, something which now felt strange in actually wearing clothing as we'd both gotten so used to not wearing any.

We sat enjoying our lunch however, and wondering about the evening entertainment. We of course had a few vague ideas of what to expect, especially with the theme and all. We'd of course purchased a few appropriate items to wear when coming to it, but neither one of us had truly dabbled in anything really too kinky, until recently of course.

Dressing up as part of a party, enjoying the look of others was one thing. How far either one of us could actually go, or participate in whatever challenges might be asked of us, or require us to face, was something we could only deal with, when and if it happened.

Which of course...it would.

For those who wished to attend, the "Fetish on the Sea" party as it was called began at 8:00 that evening. Darlene and I were surprised at the rather large turnout realizing that so many would actually attend such an event, but apparently it was in fact one of the more popular evenings planned during the ten day cruise.

Darlene had in fact gone out and purchased a few items for us to wear. I wasn't at all sure, or entirely all that comfortable in wearing the tight leather pants, though especially the collar with the chain attached to it, which my wife would be leading me around by. The outfit she'd chosen however was certainly far more interesting. She looked a little like Cat Woman as portrayed by Halle Berry in the movie, though without the head gear. I actually wouldn't have minded her wearing something like that either, but with her long dark hair and a simple eye mask, she looked good enough even then. Her full breasts were certainly an obvious feature, the thin skinned material highlighting every precious curve, not excluding her sculptured ass. But my favorite thing about her particular costume was the strategically spaced zippers that could easily be undone, giving access to the more intimate parts of her entire body.

Once again, we were also pleased to see that both Jack as well as Beverly were in attendance as well, though Jack was in fact a bit more uncomfortable as he was indeed wearing a piece of head gear that completely covered his face. Beverly had shown some boldness herself, her leather bra having cut-outs, allowing each one of her nipples to protrude quite erotically through it. A pair of very short, black leather shorts, high heels and fish next stockings, along with several dangerous looking spikes and chains hanging on her completed the ensemble. Not too surprisingly, we all took a table together, ordered drinks, and then enjoyed the parade of sometimes macabre, sadomasticistic outfits seemingly worn by nearly everyone in attendance.

But the one thing that the four of us all found quite interesting, and extremely curious, were the various platforms, and props that had been placed about the ballroom area. Obviously there wasn't a scheduled band, though a DJ was playing appropriate music for the night's event. But as I said, the various platforms, stages, with somewhat interesting devices which had been spread about, proved to be an interesting topic of conversation as we all sat trying to figure out what their various purposes might be for. And in consideration of the cruise we were on, the prospects of finding out soon enough would prove interesting to say the least.

The first part of the evening as it turned out, could only be described as a sort of a dog and pony show. There were several masters and submissives, each one being shown off on what was some sort of a judging platform, much like you really would see at a championship dog show. There was much grooming, petting, some of it quite erotically so, along with some obvious obedient commands being given and then offered towards others. Eventually some of the side props were put to use, one of the more interesting, at least as it ended up being for me was what appeared to look like a long table with straps on it. The four of us had wandered over to it, curious as an older gentleman was in fact strapped down on it. Within moments, his mistress/master had given him a rather large, very impressive erection, his prick suddenly disappearing down through the hole in the table, beneath it which sat a couple of other collared and chained men and women.

Once he'd been restrained, his arms and legs securely fashioned, his mistress then bared the cheeks of his ass merely by undoing a couple of again strategically placed zippers in his tight fitting pants. Standing on a small step, she selected what appeared to be a riding crop from many such devices that were obviously available for whatever use. When she actually came down with it across his ass, each of us hearing the "twap" as it hit his bare skin, I was immediately reminded of the earlier escapade we'd had out on the deck of our stateroom with Madeline. If I thought I'd had MY ass hit hard, I was sadly mistaken as the woman standing over him made it clearly evident she was only beginning as she struck him again, repeatedly. It was Darlene however that brought something else to my attention as she did that.

"Look at those two underneath the table," she told me. I did...and was surprised to see the two similarly collared individuals, dressed very much the way I was, hungrily licking and sucking the guy's dick as he lay there on the table getting his ass spanked.

"Well, admittedly that part looks interesting, but I'm not so sure about the ass-whipping thing!"

It was then that we heard a familiar laugh coming from behind us, it took me a moment or two to recognize that this was in fact Madeline who had come up now joining us as we stood there. She looked like something out of the movies, she had somehow managed to pour herself into what appeared to be a uniform, complete with cap, and tall very high boots reaching just below the knees. Her uniformed blouse was completely undone however, exposing her more than ample breasts, each nipple clearly showing a piercing, which she'd not shown having had earlier.

"Oh come on now Brad, I certainly didn't hit you that hard, and to be honest, I do think you could have tolerated a lot more than that as well. Maybe I should give your wife a few minor pointers in the fine art of the cat'o-nine tails hmmm?"

I tried laughing that off, but the thought of having my ass smacked with a whip, leaving it red and welted, wasn't something I was particularly in to. About that time the guy on the table groaned, his semen suddenly spurting out as the two who sat beneath the table happily lapped at it, trying to drink it all down together. The four of them moved off shortly after that, and Madeline once again coaxed us to get on and try it next.

"Come on baby," Darlene said getting into it much to my surprise. "I promise, I won't hit you very hard, just for fun...but I'm willing to bet you won't mind having your dick sucked and played with while I am either!" she stated, likewise surprising me at the consideration.

I was also surprised to discover, that I really did have an erection, which was becoming more and more uncomfortable with it pressing so tightly against my already too tight fitting black leather pants.

"Just don't go getting too carried away here," I whispered to her. "This is only a fantasy, remember?"

She laughed at that, but her laugh had a mixture of something in it I had never heard before. I'd begun to think I'd already made a mistake as Madeline and my wife finished securing my arms and legs to the table, making it virtually impossible for me to move or go anywhere, though I did find some minor comfort in the fact that my pants at least, weren't designed to bare my ass cheeks, so there was that. Whatever spanking or whipping I might receive, I sincerely hoped might be cushioned by the leather pants I was wearing.

I was still somewhat disconcerted however when Madeline chose what appeared to be a rather nasty looking strop, and then proceeded to show my wife how to use it. I felt the gentle sting, which didn't hurt quite as much as I expected it would, followed by another, and then another. Even those didn't seem to sting all that much, though seconds later the combined impact of all of them was suddenly felt. My ass...even through my leather pants felt suddenly warm and more than a bit tingly. That sensation was quickly followed by another, one I wasn't expecting as I then felt what was obviously a tongue, and then two of them marvelously lapping away at my prick. I looked over to where Jack was standing next to Beverly as I received yet another series of paddling's, this time from my wife, which in fact stung a little more than those I'd been given from Madeline.

"See? I told you, you could tolerate more than you realized you could," she informed me. But it wasn't even her comment so much that I lay there listening to, having asked a question of Jack just moments before that.

"Who?" I asked curiously, not having seen anyone slip beneath the table, though obviously someone had, and that two someone's in fact were now deliciously gobbling up my hard stiff prick. He looked at me, smiling, though his smile through the mask was still a hard one to see as he spoke.

"You don't really want to know now do you?" He said chuckling just as Darlene delivered another fairly stinging blow.

"Ouch! That one fucking hurt!" I told her, just as someone all but swallowed my cock from below, turning that brief moment of pain into pure unbridled pleasure. Whoever the hell it was, that was at the moment teasing and sucking my dick, certainly knew what the hell they were doing, it felt damn fucking good. So much so, I didn't even realize that Madeline and my wife were busy undoing my straps in order to give someone else a turn. When I realized I was free, I was actually disappointed, especially as I could no longer feel my dick being played with.

I stood up, but whoever had been beneath the table had just as quickly disappeared. Once again I looked over towards Jack, who just stood shaking his head.

"Like I said buddy...I'm not sure you really want to know."

Shortly after that we wandered around for a bit, sipping our drinks, taking in the sights and the various activities. I did notice that my ass felt rather rosy, and had rubbed it a few times. We'd gone by what appeared to be some sort of "soothing" station, or area, several men and women who'd had their asses attended to even more harshly than I had, were being attended to. Something that actually looked quite nice as soothing ointments were delicately placed and massaged into those very reddened looking areas. "Would you like someone to take care of your red cheeks for you?" Darlene giggled, and then led me by my neck collar over to one of a few empty tables that looked very much like massage, or even examination tables, which had been set up. Another woman, this one dressed in what appeared to be a nurses outfit, though again her blouse was undone all the way to her waist, revealing the fact she had large breasts, no bra, and was obviously unlike any nurse I'd ever seen before, attending to several worthy patients. I happily slipped out of my leather pants, only then taking a backwards view at my ass, surprised to see it as deeply colored as it was.

"Damn woman! I told you that last one really hurt!" There was a very distinguishable mark on my left ass cheek, and I honestly think Darlene felt a little bad upon seeing it.

"I promise, I'll kiss it better for you later, though I think your nurse here might make it feel a whole lot better too!" She said winking at me as I lay down on the table. It was then that I noticed a couple of other nurses similarly dressed the way that she was, each of them seeing to those who had come seeking some sort of comforting attention. One of which then strolled over towards where I was laying.

"Just the basics? Or would you like a full examination?" she asked smiling.

I was surprised when Darlene answered for me. "Oh, I think he should have the works, the full on examination," she said with a mischievous look in her eye.

I glanced curiously towards my wife, but the wickedly erotic looking nurse was already pulling me down onto her examination table. "I think we have some very soothing lotion you will enjoy feeling rubbed into your ass," she said in what sounded to be a somewhat clipped Italian accent. Her olive complexion, dark hair and dark brown eyes gave her a very sultry look as she rapidly undid the leather pants I'd been wearing, yanking them down off my feet, exposing my somewhat reddened ass. I had to admit, it felt good as she began smearing the soothing lotion into my ass cheeks, though I was simultaneously a little embarrassed at having her do this with everyone standing around watching.

It was at that moment I heard the snap of a rubber glove. Turning to look back over my shoulder, I saw a blonde likewise dressed in a very poor fitting nurse's outfit. She had extremely large breasts, most of which could be seen through the only half buttoned uniform top, and it was most obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. I wondered briefly what it was she had in mind when I felt the additional tingle of some sort of lubricant suddenly being administered to my ass, though more specifically, against the tiny puckered opening. Once again I glanced over towards my wife, along with Jack and Beverly, as well as a few others who'd now come over and were standing about watching all this. In seconds I felt a slim delicate finger slide all the way up inside me, shocking me to some degree as I lay there. Even more surprisingly however, as she wiggled her finger about, I felt myself becoming rock-hard, something I couldn't have prevented myself from doing even if I'd tried.

"Check to see if he is nice and stiff for us," the blonde nurse asked the Italian vixen now standing beside me. I felt the brunette's hand slip beneath me there on the table, her small fist easily wrapping about my hardening member.

"Oh yes...very much now," she grinned enthusiastically. "I believe we can continue on with the examination now," she stated simply, and then asked me to roll over onto my back. Once again, I felt a little silly, especially with so many people standing around, including my own wife, but she continued to smile as the two "nurses" now got me onto my back, the blonde removing the glove she'd been wearing, and now putting on a new one as the brunette poured a different ointment onto my dick. It was cool, tingly, and stimulated my cock without even being touched, though the blonde one again fisted me, slowly stroking my blood engorged prick up and down.

"Does he...cum good?" The Italian woman asked my wife. "Does he spill very much spunk?"

"Oh yes...very much, especially when he is so highly aroused, like he is now," Darlene giggled as the two girls now stood to either side of me, working my prick up and down together, their hands busily stroking in unison. Already I could feel the sweetness boiling deep inside my balls, the pleasured eruption I well knew only seconds away.

Sensing my release, the blonde suddenly produced what appeared to be some sort of a vial, unstoppering it, and then placing it directly over the head of my dick. "For a souvenir," the brunette said smiling, just as I felt the first spurt of my orgasm leap from my cock, shooting off into the far end of the vial as she held it, now capturing each one of my successive spurts as well until I had actually filled the long thin container to overflowing. Pleased with the amount of the fluid I had given her, she restoppered the vial, handing it back to my wife with a smile on her face.

"Enjoy your examination?" she asked giving my prick a warm little wash down before I slid off, once again slipping back into my leather pants, though I almost didn't want to.

Leading me by the collar chain I still had about my neck, Darlene soon after directed me to follow her out of the main ballroom though we remained inside the ship taking an inward corridor.

"Where are we going?" I asked curiously, still allowing myself to led.

"Madeline told me of another special room that had been set up, and that we really should check it out," she told me. "But before we arrive, you must know, I am to be pleasured in ways Madeline said I would find most delightful, but only if you're in agreement to be bound and allowed only to watch while I am. Is that something you think you could handle?" she asked somewhat concernedly. "Otherwise, if you're not...or can't, then perhaps we'll just go back to our own room and enjoy one another instead."

After what I'd just been through and enjoyed, I didn't exactly feel like I could tell her no, and simultaneously, actually finding myself becoming aroused at the thought of watching her being pleasured, and unable to say or do a thing about it while she was. I quickly let her know that, reminding her that we'd now come to some agreement on this cruise to even more fully enjoy ourselves, and that included some very obvious explorations and intimate contact with others. I could see by the excitement in her eyes, she was already looking forward to this as we quickly located the specially set up room that Madeline had told her about.

When we actually entered, I wasn't at all surprised to see Madeline inside, along with a few others. Two additional men I saw where literally bound to the walls, their hands over their heads, though not too uncomfortably. Likewise, their legs were also bound, spread slightly, each one having been fitted with what appeared to be some sort of ball-gag. I was nervously concerned when Madeline saw us, smiled, and took the chain my wife had been leading me with over towards a third empty spot on the other side of the two men. In seconds, she and another woman had likewise fastened me against it. When she produced what was obviously a ball gag, I voiced some opposition to having her use it on me.

"You'll get used to it," she told me simply, and then fitted it before I could speak another word. At first, it was uncomfortable and a little unnerving. "Breath through your nose, easy..." she told me. "It won't be nearly as bad then," she assured me, though I still struggled with it never-the-less.

Although I was still ill at ease, I couldn't help but look, nor take in the fact that the two other nearly nude women who were in the room with us when we came in, were connected together by their breasts. A long thing chain connecting the two of them together as Madeline now directed the pair to begin stripping off my wife's clothing. As they did that, having to coordinate their efforts and not get themselves painfully tangled up, Madeline stepped out briefly, moments later leading yet another man into the room. He was entirely naked save for some type of head covering that didn't allow him any sight whatsoever. Once again by a neck collar, Madeline led him to the comfortable table that was there, placing him down. She then proceeded to fasten several straps to his arm and legs, the other two girls helping once they had fully and completely stripped my wife.

Once again, it was impossible not to notice he had what appeared to be a very large cock, though it was at the moment, very flaccid. Even so, it looked larger than mine did when erect! Even Darlene had noticed it, and looked over towards where Madeline stood quite anxiously. Without a further word however, Darlene was now asked to come over to the table where she straddled him, though not quite sitting on his prick. Using a small ladder, the two women now fastened my wife's arms above her head, and though free to move about below, it was obvious she was now nearly as imprisoned as I was there hanging on the wall. Unable to move, let alone speak or do anything, all I could do was hang there and watch.

The two other woman having secured Darlene, now began to caress, pet and toy with her. I watched as they lavished her breasts with kisses, touches and caresses, sucking each one of her hard taut nipples until they stood even more firmly and erect than they had been. Madeline meanwhile had drawn some sort of leather whip from the wall where many others hung, selecting a long thin one in particular which she at first just rested along the guys thigh letting him know it was there. With a sudden snap, I saw it fall against his flesh, leaving a small little red line on his upper thigh. She repeated this several times, and every time that she did, his prick got a bit longer, a bit harder until soon it was standing in all its magnificent glory. And admittedly, it was! I had seen a few fairly large cocks in my time, but never before had I seen one quite this big. Not only was it long, but it was fairly big around as well, and I couldn't imagine even for a moment, that Darlene would in any way be able to accommodate this enormous monster, though it was now obvious, that was to be the intent. Even as Darlene hung there, looking down, unable to touch it in anyway except with her cunt, I could see the nervousness, even fear in her eyes.

"Just ride it with your wet slick pussy," Madeline told her, the two women continuing to caress my wife's body, now helping her to move forward to sit more directly upon this thick swollen shaft. Making a slight adjustment in the height of the table as well, Darlene now found herself sitting directly atop of the thick hard phallus below her. As my wife began to slide back and forth on it a bit, the two girls now came over to the three of us hanging on the wall. Stripping off what little clothing the three of us still had on, I wasn't surprised to see the other two men very firmly erect, as I now was myself. The fact I could find this arousing surprised me to some extent, unable to move, to speak, or to do a single solitary thing, was oddly arousing to me. Not to mention seeing my wife sitting astride this enormous cock, now obviously pleasuring herself against it, even though she'd come nowhere's close to making any attempt at fitting the monstrous thing inside her.

Now feeling my own prick slowly stroked, fondled by the girls as they took turns attending to all three of us, I became even more aroused, watching everything, feeling it, as Madeline once again approached the table. This time she wrapped her own hands around the enormous member and began using it to tease and tickle my wife's pussy with. By the look on her face, she was obviously enjoying it as Madeline used the tip of his prick to tickle her clit with, the other two girls now directed over, each helping to spread my wife's pussy lips as Madeline worked the man's prick up and down her obviously well lubricated slit.

I heard her groan, taking in a deep breath of air as Madeline finally placed the thick swollen knob of his prick at the opening of my wife's pussy.

"Lower yourself down on it now," Madeline urged, her hands running up and over my wife's body, soothing her, yet exciting and stimulating her as she did so, coaxing her to slowly and gradually try to accommodate this enormous phallus resting against her pussy.

Madeline continued to hold it within her hands, guiding it in, and then my wife's eyes popped open with surprise, the head, and one quarter of his shaft suddenly spearing her depths. She struggled with the chains over her head as though trying to scramble back up their length, but her own weight prevented her from doing that as she slowly found herself being stretched, inch by almost torturous inch, engulfing the rest of the man's hard stiff cock.

"You're almost there honey," Madeline said soothingly, but she had also walked over, once again reaching for yet another whip, this one with what appeared to be several leather leads leading off and away from it. This too she used momentarily to brush against my wife's bare ass, as well as along the legs of the man laying beneath her. I heard his somewhat muffled groan of pleasure, wondered how he could breathe with his head being covered the way that it was, and then heard the sudden "twap" of the whip as it came down on my wife's ass. I think it surprised her more than actually hurting her, but she sunk suddenly even more firmly onto his prick, taking more of it inside her, quite unexpectedly. Her cry at first sounded worried, almost painful perhaps, though her low deep-throated groin immediately afterwards said otherwise.

"That's it...just another inch or two more, and you'll have swallowed him with your cunt Darlene," Madeline told her, now leaning over to look, her hand slipping in between them both where she fondled each, though likewise inspecting the amount of his prick not yet buried inside my wife's cunt.

The two girls had now come over, kneeling before us, sucking each of us taking turns as they did so. I hung there watching in disbelief as it appeared Darlene finally and at last, managed to fully accommodate the enormous prick she was now completely impaled on. Madeline, still occasionally flicking out at the two of them with her whip, though entertaining herself periodically, using the handle of it to masturbate herself with.

The lips that were at the moment wrapped around my cock were already threatening to cause it to jettison my juice, though it was the sheer look of pleasure on my wife's face that was so quickly bringing about that outcome. Never in a million years had I thought that seeing this could arouse and excite me so much, this enormous prick sliding in and out of my wife's cunt as he fucked her from below, his hips coming up off the table, driving into her now as she hung there suspended above him.

I heard, and then watched as one of the other two men suddenly cried out, his cock spunking gloriously, one of the girls now jacking it, purposely pulling her mouth and lips away in the nick of time as his cock exploded shooting cum everywhere and all at once, or so it seemed. My wife's cry of pleasure now assaulted my own senses, Darlene thrashing about wildly in climatic release, my own prick suddenly lurching, a hand quickly milking it, jacking it, and pumping out my own spermadic release as I stood there watching, and hearing my wife cum.

What I didn't know until several minutes later was that the giant cock had completely filled my wife's cunt with a torrent of cream. Now being lowered again, and set free, the two girls led the still hooded man from the room into whereabouts unknown. They came back moments later, Darlene now laying on the table where he'd been, legs spread, and Madeline now devouring the rich thick cream that had literally started running down the inside of my wife's legs. As Madeline busied herself drinking, licking and sucking out his juice from my wife's pussy, the two girls came over, finally bringing relief to the third guy still hanging on the wall, and who hadn't as yet cum. He did so, almost immediately, the three of us watching as Madeline brought my wife once again to another earth shattering orgasm.

Finally released myself, as where the other two, Darlene and I stumbled away, not bothering to dress as we headed back to our stateroom. We hardly spoke as we stumbled inside, collapsing down into the bed, where we held one another, falling into a deep sleep before either one of us even realized we had.​