Sea Daze 2: All Ashore (Lesbian Erotic Romance Series)

by Irons, Soichiro

  Sea Daze 2: All Ashore

  Published by Soichiro Irons

  Copyright 2012 Soichiro Irons

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  I shrugged, not really carrying about anything but the beautiful, moist body before me. I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anything in my whole life, and I wasn’t going to wait any longer. We were right on the rim of the beach, and I half-lowered, half-pushed her onto the grassy edge.

  She landed gracefully onto the ground and spread her legs as she’d done at the show the night before, and there were no crowds to keep me from her this time. I collapsed onto the ground at her feet and gently, teasingly, slid my tongue against her lower lips.

  She cried out at my touch, obviously as turned on as I was. Her legs quivered convulsively as I slid my tongue inside of her, tasting her moisture and cum from our little game at the sex shop. I was in a frenzy as I lapped at her, suddenly wishing that we’d brought the stuff we’d purchased.

  No use worrying about it, but it didn’t change the fact that I desperately wanted to attach the strap-on and fuck her like she deserved.

  Do you have any idea how difficult it is to spin around a stage that tilts from side to side while your lover flashes her pussy at you from the audience every time you glance at her? I didn't...until that night.

  It was the third night of the cruise that had changed my life. Eve, the gorgeous twenty-something I had met on embarkation day, hadn't missed a single showing of any performance I'd done so far.

  Since the dancers usually had two shows a night - one during each of the guest dinner times - it meant that Eve usually ended up eating at the remarkably mediocre 24-hour buffet on top deck instead of the four-star restaurants most people ate at.

  This suited me fine, since that usually meant we could eat together after my last performance. I couldn’t help feeling bad for her – the Excelsius is a world famous cruise liner that’s known for its restaurants, and she was eating at the maritime equivalent of Golden Corral.

  On our second day together, I asked Eve whether or not she ever planned to miss any of my shows, and she'd responded simply by rolling her eyes. Gonna’ assume that's a no.

  I had a sinking suspicion, though, that Eve showed up at my performances for the sole purpose of teasing me. With the music blaring and my team and I practically tap-dancing across the stage, I occasionally stole glances in her direction - and there she was, her legs spread wide apart, with no covering whatsoever beneath the short hem of her black evening dress.

  Even from a distance, I could see the red overhead lights glinting off the moistness that was seeping down her legs. Her shaved lower lips were spread slightly, and I had a sudden compulsive urge to hop off the stage and plunge my face into her lap, regardless of the thousand or so gawkers that would be watching us.

  Judging from the mischievous, Cheshire cat-like smile on her face, Eve obviously knew exactly what I was thinking. I had a feeling she'd be quite amused if I ripped off my clothes and did just that. Hell, she'd probably have her own dress on the ground before I was even off the stage. She wasn't really the shy type, I'd come to realize.

  Forcing myself to look away from her beautiful body and continue the routine, I rejoined my fellow dancers only a second or so behind them. If anyone asked later, I could say the swelling waves that were rocking the ship had knocked me off balance. That excuse didn't fly too often, but I hadn't used it in a few months - I didn't think I'd get in too much trouble for it.

  After a few more laps around the stage, I was back in my position near the audience - and froze mentally. Eve's legs were still apart, giving me a clear view...but now her hand had gotten involved. Her long fingers were drifting along her soaking wet slit, and once she knew that I was paying attention she plunged her index finger inside, up to the knuckle. Her face was a mixture of amusement and lust.

  As for me, I swallowed gruffly and continued the routine, all too aware of the moisture leaking between my OWN legs. Damn her, I thought to myself in annoyance. When I got done with that set, I was going to throttle her - that much was for sure. The only question was whether I wanted to slap her face or her ass.

  ***

  "You could not!" I laughed, nearly choking on the Bahama Mama that Keith had brought to me only moments before. I had changed into jeans and a white tank-top after the show before meeting Eve at Everett's Piano Bar.

  Eve's smile was sly and triumphant. She had met me after our post-show meeting, still in the black gown she'd worn to the show. Her full lips were cherry red, which looked vibrant against her dark hair and dress. Her emerald green eyes were sparkling with amusement as I vehemently shook my head.

  "Admit it," she cooed, after taking a sip of her martini, "I got you excited. You were nearly leaking out of your dress, girl, don't deny it."

  She was half-right, anyways, but I refused to admit it. "You couldn't see it from the audience. I wasn't that excited."

  "Whatever you say, honey," Eve replied, clearly not believing me but choosing not to argue about it. She took another sip of her drink before changing the subject. "Whatcha want to do tonight?"

  I thought about it. Tomorrow would be the fourth day of the cruise and - mercifully - my one day off for the week. My brain swam with the idea of lying in bed all day with Eve, but I figured it was her vacation - we should probably do something more cruise-like.

  "We're going to be docked in Saint Martin tomorrow," I replied, referring to the tiny Caribbean island we'd be docked at by dawn the next day. "If you'd like, I can give you the grand tour."

  Eve seemed to deflate a little at my words. "It's your only day off - I was kind of hoping to spend it with us both unclothed."

  I swallowed, feeling the flood of moisture between my legs beginning to flow. "I, um, really want that too. This is your cruise, though...I really feel bad taking up all of your time."

  Eve looked at me for a few seconds; her face was unreadable, as if she was deciding whether or not to tell me something. Her eyes looked me up and down, as if appraising me for the first time. Finally, she shook her head and took another sip of her martini.

  "What in the world could Saint Martin have that even remotely compares to having your gorgeous body wrapped around mine?"

  I swallowed again at her words, suddenly conscious of the fact that we weren't alone. Everett's Piano Bar on deck three had been our go-to meeting place, mostly due to the fact that few people knew it even existed. There were two other couples seated in the booths nearby, though, and Keith the bartender was still well within earshot.

  "Could we not announce our relationship to the whole ship, please?!" I hissed, lowering my voice to a near-whisper.

  "Why?" Eve asked, her voice unchanged. "I thought that the Excelsius was open to people from all orientations…including ours."

  "Yes, well, I'd rather not have Keith spreading around rumors that I want to head back to your room and slide my fingers into your pussy...unless you'd rather have me do it right here."

  It was Eve's turn to swallow. I grinned at that - at least I knew I could turn her on as easily as she could turn me on. I just hoped she didn't call the bluff on the threat I'd ma
de...I would never have the guts to finger her in public.

  "You never answered my question," Eve asked, mercifully changing the subject again. "Why would I waste your day off headed to some stupid island?"

  "There is a few...uh, variety shops we could visit together," I mumbled, keeping my voice low. "I thought that maybe we could add to our toy collection."

  Eve reflected on that. The only sex toys we had onboard the ship were her long, silver vibrating dildo and the tiny Pocket Rocket that I kept back in my room. Her dildo was fine - well, more than fine, actually - but I figured that Eve might enjoy a little variety.

  "Plus, the French side of the island has a few nude beaches you might like," I added huskily.

  That settled it. Eve's lips broke into a seductive grin and she looked both ways before lowering her voice. "You think that you can get naked in public with me? That's an awfully bold statement...people might suspect something."

  "Friends go to nude beaches together all the time in Saint Martin," I replied breezily. I had no idea whether this was true or not, but I didn't want to admit that in front of Eve. "As long as we leave any toys in their packaging until we get back to the room, I don't think anyone will suspect a thing."

  I think that Eve was actually a little disappointed about that, but she didn't comment. "Alright, tomorrow's plans are taken care of. In case you've forgotten, I asked you about tonight."

  "Tonight, I'd like to fuck you," I said, forgetting to lower my volume. "Is that alright?"

  Eve's eyebrows shot up, and - seeing Keith turn towards me with raised eyebrows - I regretted my words almost instantly. Instead of sounding embarrassed, though, Eve winked at me.

  "What are we waiting for?" she asked, sliding off of her barstool and leaving a twenty on the counter. She took a few sweeping steps and stood by the front door, waiting for me expectantly.

  I hopped off my own barstool, but hesitated for a moment before leaving to join Eve. I turned to the bar, fixing Keith with a pained expression. “Please don't-"

  "None of my business," Keith interrupted, cutting me off. "Besides, I was in the closet for years. Your secret’s safe with me, hon. If you need any help with anything, let me know, okay?”

  I was about to argue with him that I wasn't "really" a lesbian, but decided against it. He’d said that he'd keep the secret, so why bother? Besides, he'd heard what I said. Hell, he might have overheard some of the other things that we'd discussed. There's no chance that he would have believed me no matter what excuses I gave.

  "Thanks," I mumbled before stumbling after Eve. If I didn't want people to start thinking of me as a girl-lover, I was going to have to start watching what I said in mixed company. On the other hand, visits to adult toy stores and lounging around on a nude beach with Eve would do just fine to cement me as a proper lesbian. I sighed, figuring that was most likely going to happen one way or another.

  As we walked back through the hallways that led to her stateroom, I reached out and took her hand. She raised her eyebrow at me with a grin, but otherwise said nothing. It was the first time I'd done so in public, and it felt surprisingly natural. My eyes still darted to side to side to see if anyone was staring at us, but no one even gave us a second glance.

  Once we had reached Eve's suite and shut the door behind us, though, all the bets were off. I wheeled on her before she could even turn the master lock and pressed my lips against her throat. Biting down on her tender flesh, I was rewarded by the sensuous moan that rippled out of her open mouth.

  "God, you know I love that," Eve whispered, wetting her lips and tilting her head back, giving me even more access to her sensuous skin.

  I pressed my lips against her neck and sucked lightly - I was hoping to give her a hicky. I never had been much good at leaving marks, much to Eve's amusement...I already had two from her on each of my breasts. Releasing her and glancing at my handiwork, I noticed with pleasure that she would have an obvious mark tomorrow.

  "Did you finally end up claiming me?" Eve asked, almost purring with delight.

  "I think so," I replied, running my fingers along the seam in her dress. The fabric was soft and silky - no wonder she'd looked so excited during the show. If I'd had this rubbing against my panties all day, I wouldn't bother wearing them either.

  "You're beautiful, you know that?" I continued, turning my attention to her face and softly kissing her on the lips. I could feel her tongue slide against mine, the sensation sending rhythms of lust down my spine..

  "Not nearly as stunning as you," Eve replied huskily as our kiss broke apart. Her eyes were fixed on mine almost desperately. "I need you. I haven't been able to think about anything but you all day long. The last two nights - God, Amanda, I'm addicted to you. I need to have your fingers inside of me, I need the taste of your pussy on my tongue! I want - I NEED you to touch me, please, please!"

  Her frantic words were almost too much. I blushed furiously, never having been so desired before in my whole life. To be honest, though, I felt exactly the same way about her. "You're wearing too much. How am I supposed to slip my fingers into your pussy with you all dressed up like that?"

  "I never did put them back on, you know," Eve replied, her breathing quick and unsteady. Her skin was hot against mine. "My panties, I mean. They got soaked every time I thought of you, so I just decided it'd be easier to leave them off. You’re not mad, are you?"

  "Not at all,” I replied, reaching under the hem of her black dress and pressing my fingers tentatively against her pussy. She was right - it was like a waterfall down there. “Makes things easier for me."

  My finger slid easily against her excited clit, and her hands clamped down tightly on my arm. She shivered in pleasure as my touch swirled around her pussy, rubbing firmly on her pleasure center until she cried out in a small orgasm.

  Panting for breath, Eve shot an exasperated look at me. "Eesh, you don’t waste any time, do you? I'm not even out of my heels yet!"

  "You deserved it," I replied with satisfaction. "Have you already forgotten about your little show during my routines tonight?"

  "Fair enough," Eve replied silkily. Her cheeks were bright red, and there was a seductive glint in her eyes. "How wet did I make you tonight during the show?"

  "I'm surprised if they couldn't see it sliding down my legs from the back row," I admitted, lust surging through my body like flames. "I actually kind of wanted to jump off the stage and bury my face in your lap right there and then."

  "Shoulda done it; it would have been fun."

  "Yeah, well, I'm sure the old bitties sitting two seats away might have taken issue to you cumming all over my face."

  Instead of answering, Eve grabbed the bottom of my tank-top and nearly ripped it off of me. I hadn’t bothered to put on a bra, knowing that Eve would take it off of me as soon as she saw it. My breasts swung free, feeling cool after so much close contact with her body.

  Her lips came down on them, swirling her tongue around my nipples and sending waves of pleasure up and down my spine. I relished in her touch, lifting my hands to her hair and stroking her tenderly as she nearly attacked me through her lust.

  Not to be outdone, I reached my hand beneath her dress and lifted it upwards, over her head. Besides her black bra, she now knelt naked before me as she let go of my nipples and fumbled with the button of my jeans. They slid down easily, and the only clothes I had left were my white panties. True to my word, they were thoroughly soaked.

  "Toldja I made you wet during the show," Eve said, smirking as she ran her fingers along the fabric covering my crotch. There wasn’t a dry patch left.

  "You're sexy, I can't help it," I said, feeling embarrassed. I don't know why I was feeling shy about it - it wasn't the first time I had been this excited over anyone before. Thinking back, I suppose I was still getting used to the idea of getting aroused by a woman. An incredibly sexy woman that could play my body like a fiddle, but a woman nonetheless.

  Grabbing the waistband, she slid my panties down s
lowly, leaving me wonderfully nude before her. The cool air flowing out of the vents inside her room made me shiver, and I clung to Eve - almost as much for heat as for lust. Reading my thoughts, she shuffled backwards to her queen-sized bed.

  We collapsed onto it and had barely gotten under the covers before she had disappeared beneath them. I felt her tongue almost immediately, warm and lingering on my pussy. My back arched involuntarily as she darted on and around my clit. Over the last few days, she'd become the master of my body - she knew exactly how to make me cum, and tonight was no exception.

  "God, yes - you're so good, Eve, so damned...oh, right there...yes…"

  I could feel her tongue slide into me, feeling it caress my inner wall and ran along every nerve I had. After a moment, her finger was on my clit and rubbing me furiously as her tongue lashed inside of me.

  "God, you're gonna make me...I'm gonna..." I murmured, knowing I wasn't making any sense but not caring anymore. Feeling suddenly hot, I flung back the covers to reveal Eve's gorgeous body doting on me. With her free hand, she pulled her hair back over her shoulders while her other hand worked on my pearl.

  "I want you to," Eve said, raising her face just long enough to speak. "I love the taste of you. I want to have your cum on my face. Don't make me wait, Amanda...I want it!"

  Her finger and tongue switched places; her slender digits slid into my pussy while her tongue centered on my clit. I was squirming with pleasure, being able to think of nothing else but the gorgeous woman eating me out, my amazing lover that owned my body.

  As she continued to rub the tender, slick walls of my cunt, I was surprised to find that I was almost screaming in ecstasy. I wasn't usually very loud in bed, but no one had ever fucked me like Eve did. I knew that my shouting her name would most certainly go through the thin walls, but I didn't really care. My whole being was centered on Eve.

  "God, baby, yes - right there, I'm gonna cum...you're gonna make me cum! Just like that, yes!! Eve...Eve!!"