Faking It

by Nikki Bella

  “I think we’re forgetting someone, dear,” slightly flushed and a little out of breath, Ada grinned at the other girl. Bella looked over at me, sitting there like an idiot, and smiled seductively. Ada took her by the hand and they both got up and walked naked to where I was still sitting.

  “Err... are you sure about this, girls?” I managed to stammer as they both knelt either side of my legs.

  “Don’t panic, darling,” breathed Ada, softly, “I liked what you said about making our first time together special.” She opened my fly and reached in, “Well, this is extra special, don’t you think?”

  I had no time to answer before Ada pulled out my marble-hard dick and gently eased her full lips around it. Sparks of ecstatic pleasure shot through my body as I pulsed rapidly against her tongue. It took every iota of self-control I had not to just dump my load right then, into her mouth. I’d had days of fending off this exquisitely attractive woman’s pretty hardcore advances, with no release, and I felt about ready to explode.

  Bella placed one hand on the back of Ada’s head, gently forcing her further onto me, and pushed her other hand up underneath my shirt. I nearly lost it again as Ada swallowed as much as she could, only managing to comfortably fit about two-thirds of my cock in her mouth. She let me go and jerked roughly with her hand. I couldn’t stop myself from crying out. Ada turned and kissed Bella passionately before, still holding the base of my shaft, easing the other girl’s mouth onto my stiff, thick member.

  My head fell back as Bella’s hot, wet tongue enclosed me. I was pretty sure my cock had never ever been this hard before. As the sexy Latin temptress sucked and swallowed as much of me as she could, my cock kept pulsing and throbbing until, as I saw Ada caressing Bella’s gently bouncing breasts with one hand and slowly sliding a beautifully manicured finger into her own wet slit, I knew I couldn’t take anymore. I closed my eyes and, despite everything, I saw Misty’s face again.

  I opened my eyes to see Ada had me in her mouth again. Bella had a hand absently groping my balls as she bent down to kiss and lick Ada’s seductively proud breasts. Ada was staring me straight in the eye as she sucked, smiling with her mouth full, and moaning softly to herself. With a superhuman effort, I managed to lean forward and grip her by the shoulders. A brief look of confusion crossed her face, to be replaced with a wide smile of success. I gently but firmly lifted her off me and sat her back on the floor. She must have decided I could finally resist her no longer and was about to bang her to within an inch of her life. She lay right back, opened her legs and invited me in.

  “I’m sorry,” I croaked. “I’m so sorry.” I pulled up my linen pants and strode purposefully for the door, never looking back.

  “The fuck are you going?” I heard Ada call after me. “It’s that fucking steward, isn’t it? Are you fucking kidding me?” Those last three words built into a desperate, furious shriek that seemed to fill the entire boat.

  I stormed down the corridor, ignoring the screams and insults Ada hurled at my back. I marched up to the sun deck, to the bar where we’d almost kissed again, then down the crew stairs to the galley. And there she was.

  Misty

  I stood up from putting clean dishes away in the low cupboard, my eyes closed as I stretched out the tired muscles in my back. I needed a break. Some time by myself to think about everything. Now I was no longer looking for revenge on Tyler, but actually feeling a strong attraction to him, I was confused and a little lost. And I didn’t think I had any chance of tempting him away from that Ada. When I opened my eyes again, though, there he was, his hair tousled and his shirt undone, standing before me.

  “I don’t fucking care if you are off limits!” he spat and crossed the distance between us in two strides.

  “Oh, thank God,” I yelled.

  I gasped as he lifted me clean off the floor and parked my butt on the kitchen counter. His strength and passion thrilled me as I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his mouth onto mine. We’d finally kissed, hard enough for our teeth to clash, and I crossed my legs behind his butt to pull his crotch hard against my suddenly throbbing sex. His tongue furiously licked and probed the inside of my mouth, and I found myself wishing he was using it all over the rest of my body, too. Oh, my God! I thought, how could I have thought about hurting this man? I could feel the length of him hard against the underwear that was pulled tight over my pussy and, with minimal movements, I was able to grind myself roughly against his firm cock, sending small spasms of pleasure through my whole body and drawing short, sharp gasps from him.

  I didn’t want him to hold back. I wanted him to fuck me, right there, as hard and fast is he could. He must have been able to sense my desire because, with both hands, he suddenly seized and ripped open my black dress shirt, then pushed up my bra, freeing my willing, aching breasts for his big hands to paw and grope.

  Without breaking the kiss, I reached down and yanked open his pants. They fell silently to the floor and, at last, I was able to grasp, two-handed, his rock-hard dick and pull it closer to me. Tyler’s lips pulled away from mine, let out a long groan, before forcing me backward so he could bite and suck at my eager tits and hardening nipples. My pussy felt so wet I was sure I must be dripping through my underwear. Reading my mind, Tyler urgently yanked my thong to one side, exposing me to him. Still holding his throbbing member in both hands, I guided the point of him impatiently toward my slick hole.

  I felt him slide across my soft, wet lips, holding the promise of the ecstatic, hard heat he was about to fill me with. I was dizzy, desperate for the feel of that cock pushing its way deep into the center of me. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since we met,” he murmured breathlessly, his grey-green eyes looking deep into mine.

  His hands grabbed my ass on the counter as he forced his tongue back into my mouth and, at the same time, rammed his iron-like cock inside me, hard. I screamed with the sudden pleasure of him filling my pussy, my mouth still full of him, and had to break our lips apart again to yell out.

  “Oh, fuck!” I cried.

  Totally buried in me, right to the hilt, every involuntary twitch of him pulsed against my soft, velvet pussy walls, I felt like I might just come from the sensations. It had been so long and I realized I’d been aching for him to fuck me for days now.

  After a moment that seemed closer to a year, Tyler dragged himself out of me, almost all the way, and paused with only the tip of his dick brushing my moist lips, making me shiver. Then, with no more warning, he plunged deep inside me again. He felt so hard and thick, I could do nothing to stop myself shouting and swearing in ecstasy. I locked my legs behind his butt again and pulled him into me, faster and faster. I grasped at his neck, I cried out, and I bit into his shoulder as he hammered at me, harder still.

  “You’re so amazing,” he murmured breathlessly, still slamming his hips against mine, “I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind.” His violent, urgent penetration, coupled with those words meant I could feel my orgasm right there. I’d been almost hovering on the edge practically since that first kiss. And now he was fucking me and all it could take was one... more... push...

  His great strength lifted me off the counter. Nothing held me up but him, his powerful cock in my dripping sex. I screamed again as he drove me down on him, over and over.

  “I think I love you,” he whispered into my ear, and thrust into me with all his might, reaching as deep inside me as he could, deeper than anyone had ever been before. I swore loudly again and felt my whole body shudder, as wave after wave of crashing ecstasy suddenly ripped through me. My legs went into spasm, my nails clawed at his neck and I cried out until I felt hoarse.

  Tyler lost his strength and collapsed back against the other counter. My body out of control, acting on reflex and instinct, I kept on grinding myself hard on his stiff shaft until he finally groaned and I felt him let loose inside me. Hot seed pulsed from his engorged, iron-hard rod and he showed no sign of stopping. My low moans matching the sensati
ons of him unloading in my pussy, I wondered how much more I could take. But, as we came back to our senses, his violent blasts of come inside me finally died away.

  “I knew it!” came a playfully high voice from beside them.

  Shocked, I turned as one to see Azure leaning against the wall, giving us a slow, mock applause.

  How does she do that? I thought automatically.

  We sprang apart and tried to cover ourselves, Tyler cursing as he fought to pull up his pants around his still semi-hard dick. I went to say something, but the tiny, silent girl vanished down the hallway without another word.

  “Goddammit!” I swore. “You know she’s off to tell the captain, and probably Ada too.”

  “And so, Bella,” muttered Tyler.

  “Huh?”

  “Nothing,” he replied. “And, so what? It’s no big deal, we’re consenting adults.”

  “But I’ll be fired,” I made it a statement.

  “I guess,” Tyler agreed. “Well, what do you say? Ready to weather a shit-storm with me?

  I caught myself smiling. I want to be with him, but that’s mostly my pussy talking. He could take care of me, we could be together but, somehow, I’m sure that’s not what he came aboard this boat looking for. It’s sure not what I came to this boat looking for. This is just too fast. “This is just too fast, Tyler,” I said aloud.

  He saw the smile drop away from my face. “What do you mean?”

  “I mean we have some stuff to deal with. Different things. And we’re from two different worlds,”

  “I don’t care about that,” he growled.

  “Right now, you don’t,” I put my hand against his cheek. I could feel tears welling in my eyes. “Can you be sure you’ll feel that way in the morning?” He went to speak, but I silenced him with a kiss. “I’m going my way,” I told him. “You go yours. If this is meant to be, our paths will cross again.”

  I turned and ran off toward the crew levels. I didn’t look back.

  Tyler

  I found myself wandering slowly back to the main cabin. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going. My head was spinning and I couldn’t get that short but incredible fuck with Misty out of my mind. She was so beautiful and we just fit together so well. I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. Even with Ada enlisting the help of the sultry Bella to tempt me into bed, all I’d been able to think about was Misty. And I now knew Misty wanted me too.

  But that moment of blinding intoxication had passed, and Misty wouldn’t believe I wanted her for real. Can you be sure you’ll feel that way in the morning? those were her parting words. She wouldn’t let me answer. She’s so worried, I thought, about the different worlds we live in. Why should it matter so much that I’m rich and she’s not?

  As I drifted aimlessly down the main corridor, a cabin door opened. My motorcycle racer buddy Paul stood in the opening, wearing only a towel.

  “Paisan,” he called, “why so down in the dumps? I heard Ada yelling at you. All is not well in paradise?”

  I wasn’t surprised. Aphrodite is a big yacht but not so big that it could swallow the screaming of a rejected heiress once she’s been left naked on your cabin floor. “No, Paul,” I replied, not looking up, “I think I may have royally fucked up just about everything.”

  “Well, I could offer to cheer you up?” he smiled, kicking his cabin door open all the way. The soft light inside illuminated Veronique, his supermodel date for the weekend, lying face-up on the big bed, her head dangling lazily over the edge, and her long blonde hair tumbling down to the floor, as well as Britney, the slim, petite, adult film actress that had been brought aboard by our other friend, rap star D Cash, sitting back against the pillows at the head of his bed. Both girls were naked and both smiled invitingly at me as I peered in. “I’ve some pretty good wine. Maybe you might be able to forget your troubles?”

  I shook my head. I had no desire for sex games. I just wanted to be with Misty. “I’m sorry, my friend, I have some issues to deal with.”

  “Fair enough. Your loss, eh?” he smiled, looking back at his two beautiful companions. He nodded to me and went back inside, closing his door.

  All too soon, I reached the door of my cabin. I thought about knocking. I’d said I was sorry and walked out. The two girls had been teasing me, tantalizing me until it seemed I couldn’t stand anymore, but I’d just left. Going by her screams and curses that echoed after me as I escaped, she was justifiably mad. Knocking might just give her time to find something to throw at me, I thought, so I simply went in.

  Inside, the cabin was dimly lit, just as it had been before. In the large central bed of the opulent, circular room, Ada lay under the sheet. She had put her white cotton nightshirt back on, and her long, straight black hair was spread out across the pillows. She faced away from the door. I couldn’t tell if she was awake or asleep.

  “Ada, I…” I began.

  “Did you fuck her?” she cut me off without turning around. Her voice was measured, quiet and calm, “Darling, I really don’t care if you did, just don’t lie to me.”

  I didn’t want to answer, so I stayed silent.

  “Tyler,” she continued, “I know there’s going to be girls throwing themselves at you. You can fuck all of them or none of them, it won’t affect our relationship. Jesus, I know I’m going to bang the odd pool boy or rock star on occasion. It’s fun and I refuse to deny myself that pleasure. But, here you have one of the most pursued and lusted after girls on this planet trying everything just to get you inside her, and you’re off chasing stolen kisses from some jumped-up waitress. What the fuck?”

  “I don’t know,” I muttered. “You’re amazing Ada. You’re stunning, smart, successful. Misty is just… I can’t stop thinking about her.”

  “Oh, Jesus Christ! Don’t even tell me you’re in love!” she snapped, turning around and sitting up, her voice taking on a much more venomous tone. “Some dumb whore you’ve known for two days? And, in that time, you’ve had to save her life twice!”

  “Don’t call her a whore,” I growled.

  “Oh please. Invite her in here now. We can fuck her together if it means so much to you. I’ll write her a check. Five thousand ought to be plenty. No, let’s make it ten, as she has to do both of us. Then I get to fuck you, you get to fuck her and she gets a nice big payday. Everybody wins.” Ada’s voice sounded so angry. “Who knows, maybe Misty and I will fall in love, then you’ll know what this rejection feels like.”

  Obviously furious, Ada bent over to the nightstand on the side of the bed away from the door. She leaned over far enough that I could see she hadn’t put her underwear back on, the sheet slipping enough to reveal her toned, tanned butt. She noisily snorted back a line of cocaine that I hadn’t realized was there.

  “I didn’t know you used that shit. Where did you get it?” I demanded.

  “It’s none of your fucking business,” she hissed back. “And don’t even begin to think you’re in any position to tell me what to do.”

  I shook my head, resigning myself to having no hope of making peace with her. I thought she might forgive me and realize I just wanted someone else. It happens all the time. But she would never understand. She lives in a world where people just take what they want, who they want and don’t care about the consequences, I thought to myself, they bully, intimidate, or pay off everyone. People like her and my father. Oh, my God! This is what Misty is afraid of! This is what she thinks I’m like, the world I live in. No wonder she bolted.

  I said no more to Ada. She snorted back another line as I went into the closet and grabbed my small bag. I couldn’t remember what was in it, I just figured there might be something I could use. Anything I left behind was most likely going to be floating around the Caribbean by sunrise.

  “The fuck are you going now?” Ada snarled at me. “Going to go give your stewardess whore a whole three minutes of fun?” I turned back to look at her. Ada’s normally phenomenally beautiful face was contorted into the ugli
est mask of hatred I had ever seen. “Or do you think you’ll need me to send Bella over again to help you get it up?”

  I turned and walked out, her insults following me down the passageway for the second time that night.

  Misty

  I didn’t stop running until I got to my little cabin. I ran in, closed the door a little too hard and started sobbing. I didn’t mean to disturb Tanya, asleep in the top bunk, but I wasn’t really thinking.

  “Misty,” Tanya murmured, slowly rising from her sleep. She hit the light and her eyes widened as she saw my ripped shirt, torn open by Tyler in the heat of passion. “What the hell happened? Are you okay, did someone hurt you?” Tanya was younger than me but, because of her slightly more senior rank and because she’d been part of the crew for six months and me only two, Tanya always seemed to be on the lookout for me. And, although I was perfectly capable of looking after myself, I adored her for it.

  “No, I’m fine, really,” I sniffed.

  My makeup was running. I looked down at my shirt. It was ruined. My bra was still pushed up, too, exposing my breasts, where Tyler had shoved it so he could grope, kiss, and lick me. I felt better for a nanosecond, the memory of his hot hands and mouth all over my tits as I crushed his head to my chest, returning, along with the feel of him pulsing hot and hard in my pussy. I pulled off the tattered remains and took off my bra. Tanya handed me a tank-top, which I slipped on before thumping down hard on my bunk. Tanya slid down from the top, slipped on her fluffy robe to cover her own nakedness, and sat down beside me.

  “You sure you’re not hurt?” she asked.

  “I’m sure.”

  “In that case, you’ve been getting naughty with someone,” Tanya teased. “Come on, spill.”