Unbridaled

Sherry wanted to walk to watch the ocean from the stern observation deck so we headed that way. It wasn't crowded yet and we were fortunate to find a double-wide chaise lounge by the railing.

I waited until we were comfortable, Sherry snuggled into me in the warm breeze. "I don't know if you know this, but they know we're related."

"Alton said something, too? Priscilla told me in the ladies' room that she knew. She didn't actually hate Ernie, she just thought he wasn't the right guy for me. She didn't say anything then because it was something I needed to learn for myself."

"I asked how they knew, but he said he doesn't know how she does it. He said she likes me and thinks I'm much better for you than Ernie was. I don't think they're wrong but it's nice to hear."

"They're really nice. They taught me a lot about how to be safe in the club and in places like this. I was hoping you liked them, too. We're going to be dinner companions for the cruise, Priscilla insisted."

"I don't mind at all. Alton's funnier than hell and he tells good stories. Not sure I believe them all but they're still funny."

We fell silent, looking at the night sky. The only lights on the observation deck were dim safety lights around the base of the solid railing surrounding the aft part of the ship so there was very little light pollution. My mind started drifting toward what happens at the end of the cruise. We weren't going to be able to continue to be publicly affectionate back in Harlingen. It wasn't that small but it wasn't Houston or San Antonio, either.

There was also the matter of living arrangements. Falling asleep with Sherry in my arms and waking up with her pressed into me in the morning wasn't something I was willing to give up now. Every now and then, one of us would shift, rubbing or kissing whatever body part was available.

A little before midnight, Sherry sat up and stretched. "I think I'm ready for bed. You getting tired?"

"Yeah, it's been kind of a busy day for me. A lot to process." I stood up and then helped her to her feet.

We made our way back to our cabin, arms around each other's waist. There weren't many people in the passageways. We showered quickly, dried each other off, and climbed into bed. She went back to the same position she had assumed on the observation deck, our legs tangled together and her head on my chest.

"What are you thinking about, Ronnie?" Her voice was low but it still startled me out of my thoughts.

"What we're going to do when the cruise is over. I know we'll figure something out but I still can't help thinking about it now. A lot of things have changed."

"Yeah, I know, me too. I know you're right, we'll think of a way to make it work. Just don't think about it too much, I want to have fun while we're here."

"I want you to have fun while we're here. I'm with you and that works for me."

Sherry snuggled in closer and yawned. "Love you, Ronnie. Good night."

"I love you, too. Good night, baby." A light kiss on my skin, a tight hug, and she was out like a light. I fell asleep a little after that.

I woke up to a close up view of Sherry's fingers sliding around her pussy and clit as her mouth slowly swallowed the head of my erect cock. I tickled her fingers with the tip of my tongue so she could get them out of the way and I could do my duty. I gave it my best effort but still ended up cumming before she did. She came hard as my tongue slowly circled her clit and I pinched her nipples. We cuddled for a little while afterward.

We hopped in the shower and went in search of food. An omelet bar caught her fancy so we gorged ourselves on a giant offering and huge bowls of fruit. Sherry watched with something approaching awe as I inhaled mine and then begged the chef to let her watch how she made them. I stood behind her and took notes, just in case. I also got to play with her ass, which meant my notes may or may not have been complete. It didn't matter, I knew we'd be back here again for breakfast.

I discovered how flexible I'm not during beginner couples yoga. It was still fun, even if I was a little sore afterward. Sherry was remarkably flexible, easily placing her ankles behind her head. That made one part of me very inflexible but she took care of that after class as I fucked her slowly in the aft observation room, Sherry straddling me on the chaise lounge while I thumbed her clit and teased her nipples.

We had the place to ourselves until just after I had orgasmed. Another couple entered, the man sitting in a deck chair and the woman sitting in his lap, facing us. Sherry's trembling orgasm as she watched them fuck left her weak for a while. I started to get hard again, which kind of surprised me. I think the woman came when Sherry did, the pitch of her squeaks went up slightly, as did the frequency. The man sort of nodded at me and I nodded back, no words needed to be exchanged. I grabbed a towel to help Sherry clean up and we lay together and watched the ship's wake until she felt strong enough to walk again.

We were headed back to our cabin when Sherry starting talking. "They were in the yoga class with us. I hoped they'd follow us because they didn't get turned on until you did."

"I didn't notice, I was too busy looking at you."

"Really? They were right next to us!" She burst out in laughter. "I can't believe you didn't recognize them."

"Well, excuse me. I was too busy staring at your crotch to notice much of anything. It was the best looking thing in that room."

"I guess I should have told you but after we played around in public earlier, I didn't think you'd mind. I like watching people have sex, real people having real sex. Porn doesn't do it for me. I know I told you that I liked being watched, too."

"I'd never tried it but I liked watching them, I could feel how turned on you were, and that made me horny, too." Just watching her nipples start to harden turned me on and that was happening real time. "I never would have guessed you were the 'dirty girl' type. Don't get me wrong, I like it. I like it a lot."

Sherry reached down with her free hand and tugged gently on my semi-hard cock. "Yeah, I can see that."

After a quick shower, we explored a little bit more of the ship. She wasn't huge by any stretch of the imagination but I was still surprised at how much they had crammed into her.

We ran into Priscilla and Alton just before lunch, although I'll never be entirely convinced that anything those two did was coincidence. It was also a lot of fun. Ninety minutes later, they were offering recommendations on seminars for us to attend, covering the basics of "naturism," as Alton preferred to call it. There were several sex-positive seminars covering things like the various parts of BDSM, polyamory, you know, pretty much everything one person could do to another for fun and pleasure.

They didn't pressure us into anything. Judging by the bracelet collection they wore, they were into a lot of things. They only seemed to be interested in encouraging us to educate ourselves.

We signed up for a couple of seminars scheduled for the return leg of the trip. We spent the afternoon wandering around the casino and sunning ourselves while cuddling and napping.

I knew that at some point, I would make an ass out of myself. We had been playing a good-natured game of blackjack with another couple. They were extremely friendly and we immediately hit it off. Both of them were very attractive and most definitely in love with each other.

After about two hours of playing, the man apologized, saying they had a couples massage scheduled and they needed to head out. When his partner stood up, I choked on my drink. She had a cock.

In my defense, I'm from a not very big town in South Texas. As far as I know, I had never met a transgendered person before in my life. I apologized, probably too much, but I was embarrassed beyond belief. Chris and Mark were very understanding, more than I deserved probably. Sherry, not so much. The four of us laughed about it later but I wasn't amused at the time.

Sherry had cooled down enough to be able to laugh at me while relaying the story to Alton and Priscilla during dinner. They laughed at me, too. It wasn't the last time, either. It's never easy being the newbie.

After another incredible time at dinner, Alton and Priscilla excused themselves to go play, as she put it. Sherry grabbed my hand and whispered, "Follow me."

She stopped to check a bulletin board outside the main restaurant and navigated us through some passageways we hadn't explored yet. When we reached the compartment she was looking for, we entered quietly and found an empty chaise lounge. There were two other couples already there, including the one from the yoga class and the observation deck. The only light in the room came from the window into the neighboring compartment.

When that light dimmed, it was so dark we couldn't see the other couples but we could hear them. A man and woman entered the lit room. The man climbed onto the bed and lay on his back. She secured his hands over his head, placed a blindfold on him, and made sure he was comfortable.

She poured a little oil into her hand and began to slowly jack him off while whispering something in his ear. His responses were barely audible, consisting of "yes," "no," and mostly noises that sounded like he was feeling pretty good at the moment. Sherry lightly grasped my hand and placed it on her stomach while hers covered it. She was surprisingly warm to my touch.

I could hear our neighbors whispering and the yoga class woman starting to breathe heavier. There was a faint moist smacking sound, I thought it was coming from her direction. The exhibitionist's hips started move ever so slightly as his partner continued to gently stroke, occasionally playing with the head of his cock before returning to stroking him. She continued to whisper in his ear but most of his responses now were moans and groans.

When he started to tremble, she stopped. The disappointment in his groan was unmistakable. His cock was twitching almost imperceptibly as she began teasing his nipples while fingering herself and running that finger along his lips. Sherry began sliding my hand up and down her stomach, sometimes running it up over one of her breasts or down into her pubic hair, sometimes into her developing wetness. It took me a few minutes to understand my mission: I was supposed to do to her what the woman in the other room was doing to her partner.

When the man had settled back down, she began edging him again. Sherry never took her eyes off the window but she did let go of my hand, placing hers at her side. I was left to do the job on my own. I finally figured out her cues, a sharp breath in meant I did something right, a hard breath out meant too much or not what she wanted, a hum meant continue whatever it was I was doing, and when she started trembling, I needed to stop and let her regroup.

The only time she said anything was when the woman began sucking her partner off, I started to move to copy her and Sherry whispered, "No. Stay." I heard the yoga woman cum, her partner's hand apparently covering her mouth as he whispered into her ear. I heard the other man's muffled grunts as it sounded like he came.

By the time the couple in the other compartment got around to fucking, Sherry was a writhing mess of arousal, right there on the edge of orgasm. The only real change was that she was beginning to sound like she wanted me to let her cum but I wanted to see how long I could hold off her orgasm. Yoga woman had cum at least four times and the other woman in the room at least twice. My eyes had completely adjusted to the dark by now and Yoga man was obviously doing what I was doing, toying with his partner. The other couple were taking turns toying with each other, she was riding him reverse cowgirl slowly and purposefully while rubbing herself with a free hand.

The performing couple were slowly fucking, she was definitely torturing him with the pace she was sliding up and down, occasionally switching to back and forth when he started approaching orgasm. That poor guy was practically foaming at the mouth now, doing everything he could to obtain enough friction to get off.

I had no idea how long this went on. I was okay as long as I concentrated on Sherry, I was hard but not near orgasm. When the woman released her partner's hands, I started to finger Sherry and she stopped me. "Not yet."

I went back to playing with her nipples and occasionally lightly brushing her clit with my finger. The man came hard, his back arching as she slowly rode him through it. You could hear the wet noises they were making just fine through the speakers.

The woman slowly lowered herself on top of the man, who was obviously spent at that point. The other two couples in the room with us were in the midst of fucking themselves silly, both women on top and bucking violently to bring the partner to orgasm.

Sherry started to tremble and grabbed my hand to remove it from her pussy. "Let's go back to the cabin, baby."

"Are you --" I never got to finish that sentence as she kissed me hard.

"Cabin, Ronnie."

"Yes, ma'am." There was no way I was going to argue with that tone of voice. Outside the compartment, the bright lights took some getting used to. Sherry was incredibly turned on, her nipples as hard as I had ever seen them. The insides of her thighs were shiny as we walked quickly back the way we came, I had to be careful not to jam my dick into anything as she had a hold of it like a leash, almost dragging me down the passageways.

As soon as we were inside the cabin, I was pushed onto my back on the bed. Sherry clambered over me, shoving her pussy in my face as she inhaled my cock. She started trembling almost immediately and I stopped. I let her bring me almost to the edge and then I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it back gently. I returned to eating her pussy, slowly exploring with my tongue and sucking gently on her clit while she begged me to stop.

When she started trembling and mumbling "No, no, no," over and over, I let her go. She swung around, lifted my cock, and slowly slid it into her insanely wet pussy, slowly rocking as she lowered herself onto it. We stared into each other's eyes as she grabbed the headboard with both hands and I found her hips with mine.

What happened next was absolutely the most animalistic fucking I had ever given somebody. We went hard, we went fast, and we went loud. It probably sounded like we were beating the hell out of each other, the way we were grunting, swearing, and the way our flesh slapped together. Neither one of us made any attempt at self-control, it was everybody for themselves.

I came first, snapping my hips up into Sherry as my hands drove her hips down into me. Lights flashed and blood roared in my ears as each spasm jolted through me. Sherry began grinding hard into me as I pinched her nipples and pulled on them. I don't know what she was trying to say, every noise she made was incoherent as she came, shaking and mumbling as her pussy squeezed the last of my cum out of me.

Sherry lowered herself down on top of me, keeping my somehow still stiff cock inside her. I briefly thought about getting up to take a shower but fell asleep before I probably even finished the thought.

It was about mid-morning when I woke up. Sherry was already in the shower and threw me out when I tried to join her. "Yeah, no. I'm too sore to do anything." I did get a nice kiss so I knew I wasn't in trouble for anything.

"That's disappointing." I was a little tender but not that tender.

She dried off quickly and only ran a brush through her hair before heading out the door. "Got a spa day with Priscilla, you and Alton are on your own. I'll see you at dinner. Six o'clock for the Nude Day Dinner. No extracurricular activities, either." With that, she was gone. Her hand gestures with the instructions made it clear I was to refrain from cumming for the next eight to ten hours. I was pretty sure I could do that.

I had an omelet at the breakfast bar again, which is where Alton found me. We spent the rest of the morning farting around the casino, where he taught me some of the finer points of playing Texas Hold'em. After a light lunch, we spent a couple of hours hitting golf balls at the driving range on the aft deck and then working on our tans and just bullshitting about anything and everything.

It wasn't until I returned to the cabin to shower before dinner that I realized that I hadn't spent time like that with anyone in a very long time. For the first time since he walked out on Sherry at the church, I missed Ernie. We had a lot of fun together over the years, we were the closest thing to a brother each other had.

Sherry looked amazing when I arrived at the main dining room. The girls had gone for the works, hair, manicure, pedicure, ladyscaping, pretty much everything. They gave us the third-degree, making sure we had behaved ourselves while they were occupied. We assured them we had done manly things like gamble and play golf.

The captain's dinner was a fairly formal affair, at least for a nude cruise. The food was excellent and there were activities that other guests participated in. Sherry leaned over shortly after the show began and whispered, "I have plans for later so just sit quietly and behave yourself."

As she had done the night before, Sherry led me down a few passageways I hadn't seen during our travels. My internal compass was telling me that she had gone aft before making a convoluted U-turn back toward the bow. I was still lost.

We came to a cabin in a compartment that felt generally in the same area we were last night. There was a round bed in the center and a rectangular mirror set into one wall. On one side of the bed, attached to the frame, was a metal bar with several loops welded along its length. On the bed next to it were several coils of light rope and a blindfold.

Leading me over to the bed, she whispered in my ear, "I lied a little about what we were doing today. I spent part of the afternoon having Prisicilla teach me how to blow your fucking mind."

I could go for that. "Just tell me what you want me to do."

Sherry stroked my slowly hardening cock. "Lie down with your hands over your head."

I did as she asked and she quickly secured my hands with some of the softest rope I had ever felt. She took her time examining her handiwork and then climbed on the bed next to me. Using one hand to stroke me and one hand to stroke herself, it wasn't long before I had quite a collection of precum beaded on the head of my dick. As she lowered her head to take me into her mouth, she swung her leg over my chest and lowered herself onto my face.

I didn't need instructions on what to do next. I teased, tickled, poked, licked and sucked on her pussy as she sucked me off. I lost count of how many times she brought me to the edge before stopping. I also lost count of how many times I did that to her out of revenge.

The worst part for me was when she moved so that she was just out of range of my tongue and she started playing with her pussy while continuing to torture me. At that point, I was ready to explode but she wouldn't let me.

I was so aroused that I couldn't stand it. I reflexively twisted my upper body while trying to thrust with my lower body as she released my cock from her mouth and discovered that my hand had worked itself loose. I went limp and caught my breath while waiting for her to begin teasing me again. She was aroused completely, little beads of her nectar on her labia and dotting her pubic hair as she slowly teased herself. I finally teased my hand free as she slowly swallowed my cock down to the base. Once I managed to get my other hand free, I moved quickly.