In Deep Waters_Cruising the Seas

by Karin Kallmaker

  The future was all that I wanted. Tonight, tomorrow, next week... next year. After a hard swallow, I said, "You look fantastic. That dress is a crime."

  "I thought you'd like it." She smoothed the midsection with one hand. "I'm afraid I've put on a few pounds this week, what with die good food and lazy days."

  "Don't worry about it, darling." I loved our past, but all that mattered was the future. "They'll come off after you start the chemo on Monday."

  I folded her to me, holding my future in my arms.

  Dream Date

  Radclyffe

  Kay wasn't certain she was really the diamond drop-earring kind of girl. She wouldn't even have had diamond earrings if her great-grandmother hadn't left them to her, and in the five years that she'd had them tucked away in her jewelry box, she'd never worn them. They weren't overly large or blatantly ostentatious, but they were bright and bold and,... okay, a teeny bit showy. In short, they just weren't her. She wore small gold posts. Unassuming and reserved. Like her.

  Well, she thought, today was a day of firsts, so I guess for tonight at least, the diamonds are me.

  Brushing her thick, curly blond hair back from her shoulders, she shook her head and watched the diamonds sparkle in the mirror over the dresser. She had spent the afternoon in the salon, having a massage and a facial and getting her hair done. That wasn't something she ordinarily did, not just because it strained her teacher's salary, but because she didn't pamper herself.

  Tonight, for a few hours, that was going to change. Tonight, the last night of the cruise, she was going to finish up an unusual day with a night like none she'd ever known. Taking in her strapless red dress with the plunging neckline and cutaway hem that left most of one thigh bare, she laughed, knowing that none of her friends back home would recognize her. And that was part of the fun—she had come on the cruise alone so that she could do what she wanted and not have to hear anyone say, "Oh Kay, that's so unlike you!"

  She was going to the formal dance, and she was going to look the way and dress the way and act the way she had always dreamed. The only other thing she needed to make the evening complete should be arriving any moment.

  At precisely seven thirty p.m., a knock sounded on her cabin door. For one second, Kay had a moment of sheer panic. What had she done? This was so absolutely not her!

  "And that's the point," she whispered as she pulled open the door and smiled brightly. "Hi. I'm Kay."

  Her dream date smiled back.

  "Hi, Kay. I'm Ryan."

  I don't care who you are, you're perfect. And of course, she was, because Kay had chosen her based upon her photograph and date profile on the escort Web page. "5 feet 8 inches and 140 pounds of blue-eyed, black-haired sex on the prowl. A butch for all seasons—tops with ease, bottoms with expertise." Tonight, she looked even more edgy and exciting than her picture or the glimpse Kay had caught of her, quite by accident, earlier in the week. Lean-hipped and lithe, her plain-fronted tuxedo shirt revealed the barest curve of small breasts beneath the starched fabric. Unable to resist, Kay glanced down and thought, but she couldn't be sure, that she saw a slight swelling to the left of the fly in Ryan's silk tuxedo pants. Just thinking about what might be tucked away in there made her pussy clench.

  "I'm sorry," Kay said somewhat breathlessly, "I'm staring, aren't I?"

  "That's all right," Ryan said, grinning. "So am I. You look fantastic."

  Kay stepped back. "Come in for a minute. Is that all right?"

  Ryan stepped inside. "Anything you want is all right. Tonight, the only thing I want is to please you."

  Kay wasn't sure how Ryan managed it, but she sounded sincere. Practice, she guessed. It didn't matter. She was getting wetter by the second.

  "Would you like a glass of champagne? The dance doesn't start for at least an hour and I'm a little nervous. Maybe if we—"

  Ryan gently lifted aside Kay's hair and kissed her softly on the neck, just below the angle of her jaw. Her lips were warm and very soft.

  "You have nothing to be nervous about." Ryan framed her face and kissed her lips, slowly and carefully. "Anything you want. Anything at all."

  Weak-kneed, Kay steadied herself with both hands on Ryan's shoulders. Her breasts felt heavy and she knew her nipples were hard and pushing out against her dress. She didn't usually get so excited so quickly. Maybe knowing that whatever she did or said was all right, no matter how unlike her, had unleashed something in her she hadn't even known she wanted. "Can I ask you questions?"

  "Of course." Ryan slid her arm around Kay's waist and directed her toward the sofa in the sitting area. A champagne bottle sat in a wine cooler on a small low table. "Sit down while I pour."

  Kay studied Ryan again as she popped the champagne and filled two flutes. She was clear-eyed and confident, moving with easy grace. Her hands were long-fingered and slender. And as she watched Ryan bend to pour the champagne, she saw that her first impression had been correct. A sizable cock nestled against the inside of her left thigh.

  "Isn't it uncomfortable like that... for hours?"

  Ryan followed Kay's gaze. "Not with the right fit. It can get a little intense when I'm excited, but that's natural."

  Kay took the glass Ryan held out, feeling her face flame. "I have absolutely no idea where that came from. I'm so sorry."

  "There's no need to be." Ryan sat down next to her, leaving her champagne glass on the table. "If it's not what you want—"

  "It is," Kay said quickly, not caring if she sounded a little desperate. She felt a little desperate. Desperate and breathless and terribly terribly terribly horny. She took a generous swallow of the champagne. "Sometime tonight I want to touch it."

  Ryan drew a sharp breath, and when she spoke, her voice was deeper. "I'd like that." She leaned closer and kissed Kay's neck again, then cupped Kay's face and kissed her mouth.

  She was a wonderful kisser, softly teasing and stroking with her tongue as she caressed Kay's neck and shoulders with both hands. She let the diamonds at Kay's ears play across her fingertips as she kissed along her jaw, but she didn't touch Kay's breasts. And after a few minutes of Ryan's mouth on her skin, Kay ached to have her nipples massaged. She was getting too excited too fast and she finally pulled away. Ryan was breathing quickly, too. Realizing that Ryan enjoyed what they were doing made Kay even more excited.

  "You're really not pretending, are you?" Kay whispered.

  "You're very beautiful. Very sweet." Ryan traced a fingertip over Kay's chin, then down the center of her throat. "Feeling your excitement excites me. Thinking about you touching my cock makes me hard and wet."

  "Are you? Now?"

  "Yes."

  "I don't think I'd better kiss you anymore right now," Kay said, moving away but keeping her hand on Ryan's arm. "All I can think about is going to bed, and I spent all day getting ready for tonight."

  "There are a lot of pleasurable things we can do outside of bed." Ryan retrieved her champagne glass and emptied it in several long swallows. Then she stood and held out her hand. "You look too beautiful not to show off. Let's go dancing."

  For one second, Kay contemplated blowing off the dance. She wanted to kiss Ryan again. She wanted Ryan to play with her breasts. She wanted to caress the hardness in Ryan's pants and make Ryan's breathing get harsh again. "I don't know how long I can wait. I don't think I've ever been so unspeakably aroused in my life, and we've only kissed."

  "Whatever you need," Ryan whispered, kissing her, "whatever you want."

  "Oh God. We'd better leave now."

  Kay took Ryan's hand as they left the cabin and walked down the hall. They rode the elevators to the main deck and followed the sound of music and laughter. The night was dark but the ship was blazing with light, and Kay imagined it must look like a roaring inferno from a distance. She certainly felt like one.

  "Did you want to ask me something else?" Ryan said, releasing Kay's hand and putting her arm around Kay's shoulders.

  Kay circled Ryan's waist and
leaned against her. "It might be personal."

  "Whatever you want, remember?"

  "I saw you Sunday night in the theater. You were with a woman, a really beautiful blonde in a short leather skirt."

  "Yes."

  "Was she a date?"

  Ryan guided Kay to a shadowed area along the railing. "You're my only date this week."

  "I watched her come with your cock inside her."

  Ryan's arm tightened around Kay. Her voice sounded tighter too. "Yes."

  "It was very sexy. When I got back to my room I thought about it and masturbated. I came three times."

  "Kay," Ryan groaned.

  "Can I touch your cock now?"

  "Yes."

  When Ryan reached for her fly, Kay stopped her. "I want to take it out while you kiss me again."

  Ryan leaned against the railing and pulled Kay close, kissing her more intently than before. Kay felt the hardness between Ryan's legs pressing against her belly and she rubbed herself against the prominence, clutching Ryan's hips. With her mouth against Ryan's, sucking her tongue and her lips, she slid Ryan's zipper down and worked her hand inside the opening. When her fingers closed 'round something full and firm, she gasped.

  "Oh my God. It's warm. It feels ... so soft."

  "It's cyberskin," Ryan murmured, her fingers sifting through Kay's hair. She nipped at Kay's earlobe and ran her tongue along the rim of Kay's ear. "Do you like it?"

  "Yes," Kay said, tightening her fist and massaging the bulge. Ryan lurched against her and groaned. "You can feel that?"

  "Oh yeah," Ryan said shakily. "You're jerking off my clit when you do that."

  "I want to see it."

  "Take it out."

  Kay angled her body against Ryan's so they faced the ocean and no one could see what she was doing. She worked the cock out through the opening in Ryan's pants. It looked long and pale in the moonlight, and when she closed her fingers around it, just the head was exposed. She tried sliding her hand up and down its length, and when she did, Ryan's hips lifted and fell. "Does that feel nice?"

  "Very nice."

  "Will you come?"

  "Is that what you want?" Ryan's chest heaved and she grabbed the rail. "Kay? You have to tell me what you want."

  "Kiss me."

  Ryan's mouth was insistent, her kisses urgent and harsh. The harder Kay pulled on Ryan's cock, the deeper Ryan plunged her tongue into Kay's mouth. She loved the grunting sound Ryan made deep in her chest each time she stroked her. She'd never felt so powerful.

  "Tell me how to make you come," Kay demanded, watching Ryan's face.

  "Faster." Ryan's eyes were beseeching. "Faster."

  When Kay wrapped both hands around the cock and worked it rapidly up and down in Ryan's crotch, Ryan's knees buckled and she sagged.

  "I'm going to come," Ryan said through gritted teeth. She grabbed Kay's waist for balance. "Do you want me to? Can I? Tell me what you want."

  "I want to know how it feels," Kay whispered, "when I do this to your cock."

  Ryan groaned and closed her eyes briefly. "Like there's a fireball in my belly... getting ready to... explode." Ryan stiffened and stared down at Kay hammering her cock. "Oh fuck... I'm going to come. Right. Now."

  "You're so sexy." Kay kept up the motion as Ryan thrust into Kay's hands, pumping her hips in short, hard jerks. Even when Ryan's fingers dug painfully into her waist, she didn't stop. Not until Ryan groaned and went limp against the railing. "So sexy when you come."

  "Oh baby," Ryan sighed. "You're good at that."

  Kay smiled. "Really? I've never done it before." She leaned against the front of Ryan's body, bending Ryan's cock so it nestled against her stomach. "I wish I could put it inside me right now. I'm so wet from feeling you come I know I'd come in a second."

  "We can go back to your room." Ryan cupped Kay's breast and thumbed her hard nipple. "I'd love to fuck you."

  "Was that your girlfriend? The one who came in your lap in the theater?" Kay found Ryan's other hand and put it on her breast, catching her lip between her teeth as Ryan squeezed both nipples simultaneously.

  "My mistress."

  "Oh." Kay reached down between them and tucked Ryan's cock back into her pants. Then she carefully settled it against Ryan's thigh again. "Is that good there?"

  "Perfect."

  Kay zipped the fly and patted Ryan's cock gently, thinking about how the blonde had touched her own clit when Ryan was inside her. "She doesn't mind when women make you come? She doesn't get jealous when you fuck other women?"

  "No."

  "Will you tell her that I made you come standing out here where anyone could have seen us?" Kay swayed, rubbing her pussy back and forth against the prominence in Ryan's pants. Her clit jumped in time to the pull of Ryan's fingers on her nipples.

  "Do you want me to tell her what you did?" Ryan rolled Kay's nipples harder. "That you played with my cock until my clit was so hard I came in your hands?"

  "Uh huh." Kate nodded and covered Ryan's hands with hers. "Feels so good."

  "If I tell her what you did, she'll get wet and she'll want to come."

  "What will she do?" Kay felt almost drunk on sensation. Her pussy swelled and tightened.

  "She'll make me kneel on the floor between her legs while she plays with her clit. When I tell her you jerked me off on deck, she'll order me to kiss her clit."

  Kay shivered. "Will her clit be very hard?"

  "Very big and very very hard." Ryan bit down gently on the side of Kay's neck. "When I tell her that I asked you for permission to come, she'll let me lick her cunt. Then she'll come in my mouth."

  "She's beautiful when she comes." Kay's eyes slid closed as the sharp pleasure in her breasts spread to her belly and focused in her clit. "After I watched her with you that night, I kept seeing her face and coming and coming."

  "Would you like to watch again?" Ryan breathed the words into Kay's ear.

  "Oh yes." Kay dropped her head on Ryan's shoulder. "I want to come so hard right now."

  "Anything you want."

  "I want you to put your cock in me."

  Ryan nuzzled Kay's neck. "Do you want to go back to your cabin?"

  "I want to dance with you and feel your cock rubbing against me and know that I'm going to come on it later." She shuddered and pulled Ryan's hands off her breasts. "I'm going to need it so bad by then."

  Ryan linked fingers with her. "Dance with me."

  Kay followed her into the huge ballroom where a sea of women in tuxedos and gowns and leather and. lace danced and caressed and celebrated. Ryan danced like she kissed, sensuously and totally in tune with Kay's body. Kay rested her cheek against Ryan's shoulder and floated, feeling her body ripen as the hours passed and Ryan continually caressed her shoulders, her back, her bare thigh. Her breasts ached against Ryan's chest. Ryan's hard cock brushed rhythmically against her mons, ever so lightly tapping her clitoris, taking her just to the edge of release and leaving her aching inside.

  "I've never felt so wonderful in my life," Kay murmured as the last song finished. "Thank you."

  "You don't need to thank me. I'm having a great time. You feel fantastic in my arms."

  Kate tilted her head back, knowing her eyes must look heavy with sex. "I want you to have a good time, too. I know it's work—"

  Ryan touched her ringer to Kay's lips. "This is not work."

  "Will you... will you make love to me now? I'm past needing you to make me come. I think I might die if you don't."

  "I would love to." Ryan circled Kay's waist, held her close and kissed her temple. "I want tonight to be even better than you dreamed."

  Kay smoothed her hand down the center of Ryan's chest and over her abdomen. Fleetingly she touched the cock between her legs. "I want this."

  Ryan tightened her hold but didn't hurry her pace as she led Kay through the crowd toward a staircase. "As many times as you want."

  "Where are we going?" Kay asked as she realized they were headed to an unfamiliar
part of the ship. She stifled a gasp of surprise as Ryan spun her against the wall and pinned her there with the force of her body.

  "You know where."

  Then Ryan was kissing her, and Kay forgot her next question. She clung to Ryan as Ryan's kisses went from gentle to fierce in a heartbeat. She dug her fingers into Ryan's shoulders and parted her legs, her dress riding up her thighs as Ryan's hips ground against her. The floating feeling was gone and in its place, she burned. Her clitoris pounded and her pussy contracted powerfully each time Ryan plunged her tongue into her mouth. She fumbled at Ryan's fly.

  "I need you to fuck me."

  Ryan caught her wrist and pressed Kay's hand to her cock. She skimmed her teeth up Kay's neck. "I need to fuck you. I've needed it for hours." She pulled Kay along the hall by the hand. "Hurry."

  Kay followed. Tonight was her night to be bold.

  Ryan slowed before a cabin door and pulled the key card from her pocket. She kissed Kay softly, as softly as she had ravished her mouth just moments before. "Anything you want. And nothing that you don't. All right?"

  "Open the door, Ryan." Kay tightened her grip on Ryan's hand and stepped inside.

  A small blonde sat reading in a large upholstered chair on the far side of the room. She wore nothing except black bikini panties and a see-through black silk tank top. The outlines of her breasts and nipples were clear. She put her book carefully aside, her gaze shifting from Ryan to Kay. She smiled softly. "Hello."

  "Allie," Ryan murmured softly in the dimly lit cabin, releasing Kay's hand. "I'd like you to meet Kay." She gently cupped the back of Kay's neck, stroking her lightly. "Kay, this is my mistress."

  "Hello," Kay said, the crystal-clear image of Allie climaxing as she rode Ryan's cock flashing through her mind. Her stomach rolled with a wave of arousal, and she knew from the way Allie's smile flickered on the edge of laughter that she saw it.

  "Has Ryan been good to you?" Allie asked, fanning her fingertips, one after the other, over her right nipple.

  "Yes, very," Kay said, her gaze fixed on Allie's breasts. "She's a magnificent dancer."