The invitation for this luxurious threesome had been too tempting to refuse, especially with Julian and Marcus footing every single bill. Both significantly older than myself by at least 20 years, but that made it all the sweeter. They would know their way around a woman’s body. I stood in the center of the plush cruise cabin, the humming engine of the ship vibrating through the soles of my feet. My white microkini barely covering my private bits, the thin fabric straining against my large breasts and not even covering the aureoles that peaked through.
“You look absolutely edible in that white scrap of cloth, Samarra,” Julian murmured, his hand sliding firmly across my hip.
“We’ve been patient for three days,” Marcus added, his voice a low rasp as he stepped behind me, pressing his hardness against my backside.
Julian’s fingers hooked into the string of my bottoms, tugging them aside to expose my dripping pussy. He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear, while Marcus gripped my breasts, squeezing the soft flesh until I gasped. The power shift was intoxicating; I was their prized possession on this floating palace. I arched my back, offering myself to them as they guided me toward the oversized king bed.
“I want to feel every inch of you,” Julian whispered.
He pushed me back onto the silk sheets, the cool fabric a sharp contrast to the heat radiating from their bodies.
The real heat of the threesome ignited as Julian freed his thick cock and slid it deep inside me with one heavy thrust. I shrieked, my legs wrapping around his waist, feeling his warmth between my legs. Simultaneously, Marcus knelt above my head, guiding his dick into my mouth. I sucked him deep; the taste of salt and pre-cum filling my throat while Julian hammered into my pussy. The friction was intense, a rhythmic squelching that echoed in the room.
“Take it all, you greedy girl,” Marcus groaned, his hips twitching.
I felt the pressure build, my internal muscles clamping tight around Julian’s shaft as he drove himself toward my cervix.
Marcus flipped me over, pushing my face into the pillows to prepare for something more. He lubricated my tight anal opening with a generous amount of spit before sliding his cock inside with a slow, agonizing stretch. I moaned into the pillow, the fullness stretching me wide while Julian lifted my front, his tongue swirling around my clit. When he moved and slid his dick deep in my pussy, this chaotic threesome reached a fever pitch. They both accelerated, their balls slapping against my skin in a wet percussion. I felt the sudden, hot eruption of their cum filling me, one inside my ass and one flooding my pussy.
“You’re ours for the rest of the trip,” Julian panted.
I lay there, trembling and spent, knowing this trip, and this threesome, is going to be one for the books.
