I never forget this enjoyment journey – 2

“You don’t mind it if I go, do you?” she asked curiously. Once again I could only grin.

“Not at all, have fun and enjoy yourself,” I assured her, glancing down at the morning’s listed events. “Hey…here’s an interesting one!” I suddenly exclaimed, quite surprised by what I now read in fact as I sat there thinking about it.

“What?”

“Well…it says here, there’s a complimentary morning hand-job that is offered and being given out on the pool deck at 9:00 a.m.,” I said, rereading it, not wanting to have mistaken what I’d actually just read.

“Seriously?”

“That’s what it says,” I continued. “Cum…join us,” I laughed, explaining that they’d actually written the word come, spelling it as c.u.m. instead for obvious reasons. “Enjoy a nice relaxing hand job out on the pool deck, given by one of our professional staff, men and women available to do so, based on whatever desires or wishes you might have. Holy shit!” I then added realizing what I’d just read. I heard Nova giggle. “What?”

“Oh…I was just wondering if Gregory might be there and available for that.” I just looked at my wife, shaking my head.

“I don’t think so, I think that’s during his normal work shift, but even if he was…I think I’d much prefer the feel of a woman’s hand yanking on my dick.”

“So…are you thinking about going?” Nova asked curiously. I hadn’t actually been, until now.

“Maybe, but only if you’re ok with it,” I asked curiously, wondering if she would be. She did seem to think about it for a moment, and then smiled.

“Why am I bothering?” she suddenly announced. “Especially after last night, we’re here to explore things, ourselves, and have an adventure. So why the hell not? I mean after all, for all I know, there could be men there at the toy party who will help to show us how some of the toys work!”

I didn’t bother reminding her that the brochure had said “women only” toy party, though I guess it was possible that a male member of the staff could be there.

“So you wouldn’t mind if I went?”

She came over and kissed me, fondling my rapidly growing prick simultaneously. “No…not at all honey, go enjoy yourself, have a nice relaxing handjob out by the pool, and try to imagine and wonder what I’ll be doing at almost the same time myself,” she said grinning at me. “And now knowing that, and thinking about it while I run, I’m sure I’ll be all nice and randy and ready for whatever when I go to the class!”

I watched my very beautiful, very naked wife simply pick up a large towel, dressed in only a pair of jogging shoes, and soon after leave our suite for her morning run. I glanced at my watch, it was barely seven a.m., but already I was beginning to sport an even firmer erection, just thinking about getting a nice long relaxing handjob out by the pool two hours from now.

**

Around eight, and only wearing one of the ship’s robes we’d been given, I wandered out onto the deck and headed towards the breakfast buffet on the rear of the ship. As I did so, I noticed that several people had already situated themselves in deck chairs, most in various states of undress or entirely nude. It seemed that more and more were becoming comfortable in doing so, especially after the party the night before, though I had yet to stumble across anyone actually having sex somewhere on the ship.

With the morning “handjob” being offered, I figured that might again change things to some degree, and was curious as to how many besides myself might actually show up in order to take advantage of the offer. As I neared the buffet table a few minutes later, I wasn’t all that surprised to see Jocelyn standing in line with nothing on but a robe similar to mine. It was open however, revealing the fact she had nothing on underneath it, her large pendulous breasts clearly revealed with the crispness of the morning air already hardening those amazing nipples of hers. I couldn’t help but stand there staring at them as I stood in line.

They must have poked out a good inch or two away from her breasts, thick, fat and elongated far more than any others I had seen. She stood chatting amiably with one of the other male passengers, an older man who I remembered asking the question if it was permissible to simply fuck anywhere on the ship. I smiled, wondering if he in fact had already done that.

Seconds later Jocelyn spotted me standing behind her. Her eyes lit up in recognition, she and the older gentleman with her who I soon was introduced to as Brian, invited me to sit with them at their table. As we sat, the small group of runners, including my own wife came by on what I knew had to be one of several laps they had already run. We waved at one another as they went by, interesting to see her jogging amongst several others without any clothes on, especially as a bevy of nicely bouncing breasts, and a few dancing wiggling cocks ran by us giving us all something to talk about after they had.

“By the way, are you planning on getting a hand job this morning by the pool area?” Brian asked, grinning. “Sounds like a damn nice way to start the day off,” he added.

“Yes, I thought I might go and have a look,” I freely admitted.

“Do they offer morning finger-fucks?” Jocelyn asked somewhat seriously.

“Don’t know about that,” I responded. “But I do know that Nova’s signed up for a toy party class…women only, around the same time.”

“Hmm, I must have missed that one,” she said grinning. “I’ll have to look into that one! But I am signed up for the mini orgy later on this evening, have you?”

That one was a new one on me, I hadn’t seen anything like that, and said so.

“Oh well then, it might already be too late, it’s a very popular group activity, though they reserve it for the first six couples. There are plenty of others too though, some with specific themes such as bondage, cross dressing, gay & lesbian orgy’s only…that sort of thing.”

I was certainly curious to find out more about the other group type of activities and made a note to look into that, but there was still plenty of time for that anyway, and Nova and I hadn’t as yet really discussed just how far either one of us was willing to go at this point. Being watched, or watching other couples was certainly arousing and stimulating enough, but taking it yet another step which is something we hadn’t really done as yet, not counting her wild little excursion with Beverly and Mattie, was something else entirely.

As Nova didn’t come back around again, I figured that must have been her final lap and that she’d no doubt gone back to the cabin for a quick shower prior to heading off to her toy party class. Having finished breakfast, I then excused myself and decided to head back to the suite. As I headed down the walkway on the outer deck of the ship, I saw a small gathering of people standing by the railing up ahead. I thought at first they had spotted something out at sea and had gathered to watch it. Upon drawing closer however, I then realized why they had gathered together, and what it was they were actually watching.

There was a rather tall, very attractive looking redhead who was entirely nude and leaning over the railing. She had fairly large breasts, which actually were hanging over the rails, and another man standing behind her. It was evident they were fucking there on the deck against the railing and several people, including men and women had gathered around to watch. I arrived at what appeared to be the climactic moment as the guy who was fucking her obviously came, and then moments later stepped away, his spent, still dripping cock swinging to and fro as he did so. I was a bit surprised when he thanked her, then grabbed his robe off a nearby chair and headed away.

“Anyone else care to fuck me this morning?” She asked wantonly.

“Go ahead honey,” One woman told her male companion, urging him to do so, and then asking the redhead. “Is it ok if I get a few pictures while he does?” she asked.

“Certainly!” The redhead said smiling excitedly, and once again positioned herself over the railing as the woman’s husband stepped up behind her, his dick obviously well hard throughout his watching this, as I now felt mine beginning to rise in curious interest as well. I came over, stopped, joining the others as the woman began taking pictures of her husband fucking the redhead against the railing of the ship.

I then noticed as we all stood there, one other couple next to me, the wife’s hand busily working his prick getting it all nice and hard. At that point she disrobed, now likewise nude herself, though much smaller framed with very small breasts, almost flat chested in fact, though her nipples appeared to be nearly as large and as big around as Jocelyn’s had been. Stepping over to the railing herself, the two couples now stood side-by-side, each of them fucking looking over at one another while they did so.