Goddess Cruise Lines: The Complete Collection (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  “I’m fine, sweetie,” said Laura. “You don’t have to worry. Really.”

  Mike still vividly remembered the way it had felt, having her body against his, and moving together as the intensely primal emotions of love making rushed over them. She hadn’t let him go all the way, at least not until the end.

  Is that why she can still fit into her motherly role so easily? Will that disappear if we take it any further?

  Mike sighed. He felt his mom’s hand rub against his knee with gentle, caring motions.

  “Are you okay, Mike?” she asked. Mike nodded immediately.

  “Yeah, I’m fine, mom,” he said.

  The words were true enough, but only in a physical, fundamental sense. Mike was struggling with something much darker and more confusing than he’d ever experienced before. His emotions were waging a war against logic, reason, and shame, and the verdict was still out on which side would prevail.

  “You can talk to me about anything, you know,” said his mom. “I’ll listen, and do what I can to help you feel better.”

  Mike’s cock raged against the fabric of his shorts. He wanted to lean in close, to whisper something hot and electrically charged into his mom’s ear, and to cross over that line again. But he didn’t.

  I care about her, enough to stop myself from testing the limits.

  “I’m fine, mom,” said Mike. “I should head back to my cabin.”

  He stood up from the bed, but still faced his mom where she sat. Mike was tall enough for his crotch to be almost at face level. The way Laura was sitting almost made it seem like she was directing her attention right at his erection, tempting him into trying something with it.

  “We’ll figure things out in the morning,” she said. “We both came on this trip together, Mike.”

  For a moment, he didn’t move. The room felt hot and full of the kind of tension that can lead two people of the opposite sex into passionate, even against their better judgement.

  She’s my mother. And this is wrong.

  “Alright,” he finally said. “Goodnight, mom.”

  “Goodnight, honey.”

  Mike turned and slowly walked over to the door of the cabin. He looked back at the bed one last time. Laura was shifting one of her pillows down and leaned forward to do it in a way that let her breasts dangle out of the open front of her robe. She was, in fact, wearing a bra, as Mike now saw.

  He took a deep breath and quickly slipped out through the door. The hallway was still silent, except for the sound of Mike’s own fast beating heart.

  CHAPTER 2

  “Attention, Goddess Cruise Line guests and passengers, this is your captain speaking.”

  Mike blinked. He was in bed, and the intercom in the hallway outside was delivering a message in loud, static-laced pulses.

  “I’m sure many of you are wondering what’s going on and where things will go from here. To answer all of your questions, I will be holding an open meeting in the first-floor lobby in fifteen minutes.”

  Mike sighed and immediately started getting dressed. He almost did a double take as he passed by the port hole window on his way to grab a clean shirt out of his bag.

  The cruise ship was anchored, if one could call it that, in the shallow water of a small tropical island. Mike could see a long, picturesque beach, studded with tiny shells and fenced in at the back by a thick wall of tropical foliage. A few palm trees jutted from the ground right where the sand met the grass, and one of them extended out diagonally.

  It’s like something out of a TV show.

  In Mike’s honest opinion, the island looked inviting. It wasn’t the dreary, rocky coast that he’d been expecting. It seemed like a place that wouldn’t be all that bad to be marooned on for a few days.

  He stared out onto the beach for a minute more and then headed for the door. Laura was waiting outside her cabin, and her smile blossomed when she saw her son.

  She had on a loose, floral printed blouse over a medium length summer skirt. Her breasts moved freely underneath the blouse and Mike did his best not to notice.

  “Good morning!” Laura practically twirled around as Mike made his way over to her.

  “You’re in good spirits,” he said. She smiled even more broadly at him.

  “I went out on deck and got a look of the island.” She let out a satisfied sigh. “I hope it’s at least a week before we get rescued.”

  “That… would be interesting,” said Mike.

  An extra week surrounded by women, and they’d all be in their swimsuits more often. That doesn’t sound so bad.

  “Come on, we have to get down to the lobby,” said Laura. “You’re one of the last ones up.”

  She took Mike by the hand and began pulling him forward with long, eager strides.

  “Okay, jeez, mom,” he said. “I needed some sleep after…”

  He paused, thinking better than to mention the night before.

  “…After everything that’s happened.” He kept his voice casual. His mom turned, and their eyes met for a tantalizing second.

  The lobby was packed full of passengers and crew. Mike and his mom had to find spots in the back of the room. Excited murmurs and whispers filled the large room. Mike could tell from the expressions and body language he saw that everyone was thinking the same thing.

  “They’re all going to want to go down onto the island,” he said. “Nobody is going to see this as a bad thing.”

  Mike turned to look at his mom and found that she’d shifted further into the crowd. In her place was someone that he knew and loathed.

  “This is a bad thing, jackass,” said Danica. “Now I’m stuck on this cruise with you for even longer.”

  Mike resisted his urge to glower at her and instead forced a smile onto his face. Danica was wearing a tight white t-shirt and a pair of tiny jean shorts. She looked good, and the memory of the concert the day before was still fresh enough in Mike’s mind.

  I had my cock inside of her. I didn’t get to finish, but still…

  “And here I was hoping that we could be friends, now,” said Mike. Danica rolled her eyes.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  “We can talk more about it in my room later, if you want to understand better.”

  Danica’s face reddened slightly. She started to stammer out an uncharacteristically flustered response when another voice joined in the conversation.

  “If you don’t take him up on that offer, sweetie, I just might.”

  Vera set a hand on each of their shoulders as she appeared out of the crowd behind them. Mike blinked and stared at her blankly. She was wearing a tasseled, sleeveless top that tied in the back and pushed her breasts and cleavage up in interesting ways. Around her waist, she wore a thin, colorfully patterned cloth skirt.

  “Mom!” Danica stomped one foot down. “He was joking!”

  Was I? I’m pretty sure that I wasn’t…

  Before Mike could say anything else, a woman appeared at the top of the lobby stairs wearing a stiff women’s suit of gray fabric. She walked over to where a microphone stood on the podium and positioned herself behind it.

  Captain Michelle has arrived.

  The room grew quiet in just a few seconds. Captain Michelle tapped on the microphone a few times and then leaned forward to speak.

  “I’m not going to dance around my point. For the time being, the ship is going to have to remain docked here on this island. It could be anywhere from a few days to a few weeks until rescue arrives.”

  A murmur, this time anxious and tense, ran through the room. Captain Michelle cleared her throat, and the audience went silent.

  “The ship is stocked with more than enough supplies to keep everyone fed for at least a month.” The captain glanced at a woman standing to her left, who nodded her head as if to confirm the statement.

  “With the engines powered down, we should also be able to use our generators without having to resort to rationing electricity, as well.”