I felt safe in Dirk’s arms. The soft, rhythmic sound of his breathing was reassuring and comforting. I think he was asleep as I lay there wondering what would happen because he took me without any protection. Then again, I didn’t really care one way or another. It felt right being in the captain’s arms. The captain would look after me. I just knew it. This was going to be one fun vacation.
Chapter 2
Half the crew was watching me. Well, it felt like half of them, anyway. I could feel them undressing me with their voracious eyes, their yearning for my bikini clad body so palpable I could almost feel the heat of it on my bare skin. There was a time I would have been disgusted or at the very least, embarrassed at being looked at like a piece of meat, someone’s idea of a sex toy. But not right now. Not as I reclined seductively on the sun lounge, out on what they call the ‘crew deck’, tanning my long, toned legs in the dazzling Caribbean sun.
The Staff Captain, or Deck Head as I called him, was the captain’s second in command and had taken a very special interest in me. I might have flirted with him a few times…okay…quite a few times, but he never actually approached me or talked to me, much to my disappointment. I think he thought he was a little too old for me. If only he knew about my new ‘thing’ for older men in uniform. Zac, the Staff Captain was looking at me long and hard that particular day as I rubbed sunscreen slowly and alluringly over my tanned skin, leaving it glistening and wet looking. I don’t think I could have made myself look any hotter if I tried. I was sure he’d come on to me sooner or later. I knew I had to be patient. But patience was one thing I did not do well.
The captain was busy doing his captain-of-the-ship stuff and I was lonely and bored. I needed some kind of diversion. Who knew that the crew section of a cruise ship could be so boring! A plan had begun to form and I smiled to myself at the delicious thought of it coming to fruition. I needed to do something before I went crazy with cabin fever.
Gathering my towel and tote bag, I made my way up the stairs to the Promenade Deck from where Zac was pretending to be admiring the view. Of course, I knew what view he was really admiring. As I walked past him, I cunningly dropped my sunscreen container and kept walking.
“Ah, excuse me? Miss?”
I heard him alright, but I wasn’t planning on making this easy for him. Head in the clouds, I kept on walking. Then I heard his rapid footfall on the deck behind me and his hand touched my bare arm. He had such soft hands, too.
“Sorry, Miss, but you dropped this,” he said, offering the sunscreen to me with a self-conscious look on his face.
“Thank you so much. I’m so clumsy sometimes.” As I took the sunscreen from him, I made sure my hand caressed his just a moment too long, hoping to provoke another awkward moment for him. He was so shy. Or maybe he was just shy around girls like me.
“You don’t actually work here do you? But I always see you in the crew area.”
“Been checking me out, have you?” I challenged.
His neck flushed crimson with embarrassment and it quickly spread to his cheeks. I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. As cute as he was, he’d been stalking me for days now and not so much as pick up line from him. Not at all what I’d expected from a ship like this. I thought a bunch of red blooded male sailors would be hitting on every girl they could get their hands on. No, he could suffer a little for ignoring me.
“Well…no, but I’ve seen you around here, but never on duty anywhere. I’m the Staff Captain on this ship and I know you’re not one of my staff.”
“I guess the game’s up, then.”
“Game?” he asked.
“Yeah, the Stowaway game. Looks like you’re finally onto me. And there I was thinking you were stalking me and checking me out. But all the time you had me under surveillance. Now you’ve caught me, what are you going to do with me?”
“Well…” He was at a loss for words. I’d really caught him off guard.
“Maybe I need to be punished? I’ve been very, very bad, after all.” I gave him my cutest, sexiest smile.
I left Zac standing there, speechless, as I turned and continued toward The Captain’s cabin. I suspect he started to realize what was going on at that point and didn’t come after me. At least I’d had a little fun with him to relieve the boredom of the morning. But, my plan had barely started to come together. There was a lot more to come.
Later that same afternoon, with freshly washed and straightened hair and the most revealing pair of shorts and top I could find in my overnight bag, I made my way out into the passenger part of the ship. I knew I wasn’t supposed to. Dirk, had made that very clear. It was as if he thought I might attract or go looking for trouble. Trouble? Moi?
But I was going crazy cooped up his cabin and only being able to explore the dull crew section of the ship. There was absolutely nothing to do there. I had to make a break for freedom and get some excitement happening.
Already I could feel the almost carnival like atmosphere. Everyone was relaxed, not in a rush and having fun without a care in the world. The mood in this part of the ship was highly contagious and before long, I too, hadn’t a care in the world other than having a good time. I was beginning to see the attraction of the whole cruise thing.
There was a live concert venue with different bands playing each night. Intimate nightclubs with live music. Restaurants and cafés were in abundance. Bars, large and small, were everywhere and each had its cool own theme going on. Pools on various deck levels with water slides and cocktail bars. Games and other outdoor activities for those not into the aquatic stuff. They even had professionally produced stage musicals featuring real actors and singers with the passengers being able to play roles they’d always dreamed of. I so hope they put on a performance of Grease. I’ve always wanted to play Sandy!
The whole ship was amazing. Like a floating Disneyland, but for adults. A floating paradise of carefree fun and I wanted some of it. That’s what I was there for and I was determined to enjoy my vacation.
And do you know the best part? All of the concerts, stage productions and the gazillion other activities were totally free. They were all included in the cost of the ticket. Of course, I wasn’t technically a fare paying passenger, but I wasn’t going to let that silly detail stand in my way. I was determined to have fun!
I was enjoying one of those fancy tropical drinks served in a coconut with a big umbrella sticking out of it. I never really got the whole ‘umbrella in the drink’ thing before. I always thought it was a stupid idea. Now, partying with a bunch of other people drinking fancy drinks and watching an awesome band play on stage, I felt very hip and cool with my fancy-pants coconut and umbrella.
I was so enthralled by the atmosphere and the funky tunes the band was filling the room with that I didn’t even see him approach.
“I see you’ve made yourself quite at home,” he said as he put his hand on my shoulder.
“You again? Still stalking the single females, I see.” I looked Zac straight in the eye and didn’t flinch as I said it.
Again, he blushed. I knew I’d attract his attention sooner or later, if I kept hanging out in the right places.
I punched him on the arm and cracked a smile.
“Lighten up. This is supposed to be a party. I’m messing with you,” I joked.
“I’m off duty, so I’m not stalking anyone, but thanks for that. You’re a real confidence booster, you know.”
“You looked plenty confident to me earlier. Maybe it was the uniform?”
“Yeah, when I’m in Staff Captain mode, I’m all good. Here, though,” he gestured around the nightclub with a sweeping hand movement, “not so much.”
“Let’s go for a walk, then. I was getting bored anyway.”
“Seriously? You want to go for a walk with me?” he asked.
“Sure, why not.” And I turned on my heel, and made my way to the door.
The sun had gone down, so it was cool out on the Star Deck. “Would you rather go in inside? Maybe lo
ok at the stores and cafes on the Calypso Deck?” he asked, seeing me shiver in my halter top and shorts.
“Here’s fine. I like the smell of the ocean. It’s nice seeing the stars, too,” I replied.
I felt the heat radiating from his body he was standing so close to me. Even out of uniform, he still cut quite a dashing figure and the stubble on his cheeks and chin gave him a rugged look that I found very appealing. I wanted to reach up and feel his five o’clock shadow with the backs of my fingers. I got goosebumps all over at the thought of touching him.
Maybe he sensed my desire or maybe he just wanted to make the first move, but as I looked up at him, he began to lean into me.
“Erin! Where the hell have you been? I’ve wasted the past hour looking for you,” Dirk yelled as he came through the doorway toward us. The captain did not look one bit pleased to see me.
“Sir?” Zac said in total confusion.
“I’ll get to you in a minute,” Dirk boomed at Zac with authority before turning to me once more.
“You’re supposed to be in my cabin. You’re supposed to be grounded. You’re supposed to be being punished.” His face reddened like he was about to explode or something.
“And this,” he said as he pointed to the not-so-subtle giant umbrella and coconut combo in my hand. “This doesn’t look like the kind of punishment I had in mind when I grounded you. It doesn’t look at all like you’re sorry for what you’ve done.”
“But sir—” Zac tried to interject.
The captain nearly spat with rage as he commanded his poor second in command. “Get below. I don’t even want to see you right now.”
Zac hesitated for just a second too long.
“Now!” Dirk yelled. He was really losing it.
After a hasty exit by Zac, The Captain turned his full and very intense attention on me and I knew I was really in for it, which didn’t seem at all fair. I wasn’t really doing anything wrong or causing trouble. It seemed that Dirk was the one causing all the trouble right now.
“But Daddy…” I pouted my lips to placate him.
Slamming the cabin door shut behind him, Dirk pushed me into the room and just stared at me. He was so angry he couldn’t even find the words to yell at me.
“I’m sorry, Daddy. I was so bored. There’s nothing to do here. It’s not fair,” I pleaded, hoping to diffuse the situation enough to avoid further punishment.
“You made me look a fool in front of my crew. My employees. Respect is everything and you disrespected me in front of them. Do you know that?”
“But, Daddy…I didn’t mean to make you upset,” I said in my most plaintive voice, looking up at him with the most innocent looking eyes I could muster.
“Upset doesn’t even come close. I’m fucking furious!”
I sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned back, propping myself up with my hands as I kicked off my shoes.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Dirk asked, aghast that I wasn’t seeming to take him seriously.
“I’m trying to make Daddy not so angry with me. I think I can do that, don’t you?” I winked at him coyly.
“Oh no! Not this time, missy. No fucking way. Not this time.” He shook his head. “Now, I’m gonna be in charge of your punishment.” A cruel smile formed and his eyes ignited with the same sinful and desirous look I’d seen once before. Only this time, I was more afraid for some reason.
“Sorry, Daddy. I was only trying to please you.” I scooted back on the bed as he thundered toward me, closing the gap between us much faster than I thought a man of his size was capable of.
“I’ll be deciding how and when I’ll be pleased from now on and don’t you forget it. It’s time you learned who was in charge. And who is responsible for disciplining the naughty little stowaways on my ship.”
Grabbing a fistful of my perfectly groomed and straightened blond hair, Dirk pulled me harshly from the bed and pushed me to the floor. He looked huge, towering above me. He also looked like the most dominant and possessive man I’d ever seen and part of me wanted to be the subject of his wrath and power. I felt the familiar warmth of arousal between my legs as I stared at his muscular chest, heaving as he breathed. His wide, well developed shoulders dominating the vision of splendor that my eyes were feasting on. Dirk looked like a savage beast waiting to spring upon its prey and devour it. And I was that prey.
Lowering his hands toward his trim waist, the captain unbuckled his belt. It made a disturbing, almost macabre metallic jangle as it fell open. Yet, somehow, I found the sound as sexy as hell. A total turn on. I could see the bulge in his pants and knew every inch of what was waiting in there. The memory of Dirk’s cock was freshly imprinted in my mind and something I’d not forget in a hurry.
“Take your top off. Show me your tits,” he demanded as he unzipped his pants and shimmied out of them, kicking off his shoes in the process.
After pulling my top over my head, I flicked my hair from side to side so that it draped over my breasts as I started to remove my bra.
Slowly.
I wanted to make him wait. I wasn’t going to just flash my tits at him because he demanded it, was I?
“Hurry up,” he shouted. Then his massive erection sprung free as he pulled the elastic of his shorts over it and cast them aside, also.
I unhooked my bra and let it fall away by itself before taking a breast in each hand and caressing them with my silky hair, showing Dirk how hard my nipples were at the same time. I let out a little moan of pleasure just for fun.
“You’re not the one having fun here, right now. You’re being punished. I’m the one being pleasured and you’d do well to remember that.” He emphasized his words by reefing another fistful of my hair and pulling my head back to look directly up at him and into his blazing eyes.
“Yes, Daddy.” I tried to look scared. He really did enjoy being the aggressive, dominant one. A big change from what he was when he was at home with my Mom, that’s for sure.
“Now grab my cock. Touch it like you want it.”
Without hesitation, I wrapped my hand around the swollen girth of his penis. I was sure it was bigger than the last time I’d touched it. I couldn’t even encircle it with my hand. Maybe getting angry made men’s cocks even harder and bigger?
“Stroke it. Come on, don’t make me force you, because I will if you don’t behave.” His voice was thick with lust and aggression. An intoxicating cocktail that had my nipples getting even harder and my panties soaking wet.
I began pumping his cock with my hand, watching it swell in response. The enormous taut head that crowned his fat shaft seemed to flare like a hooded cobra, ready to strike. If it had hissed at me, I wouldn’t have been surprised. It looked like it had a will of its own.
“Lick it. And play with my balls.”
His firm, sack felt funny against my fingertips. Kind of soft, but rough at the same time. As I tickled his balls, they tightened, like they were pulling away from my touch.
“Did I hurt you, Daddy?”
“No. Keep going,” he growled. “And lick the tip of my cock, too.”
Opening my mouth, I looked up at him and ran my tongue over my lips, moistening them. His cock throbbed in my hand. Either he liked the nice red lipstick I’d put on for my evening excursion or he liked the thought of my tongue on his cock. Maybe a bit of both. Slutty red lipstick and my wet tongue.
Slowly, I extended my tongue fully and ever so lightly, played with the tip of his knob with nothing but the tip, leaving a thin wet trail to mark where I had been. His eyes widened when I looked up at him before spitting on the head of his dick and using my fingers to gently touch the freshly lubricated crown. It looked breathtaking. It had changed color from crimson to a purple-reddish color and the skin was so tight and firm that when I spat on it some more, it looked almost like glass.
“Spit on it again. Like a dirty little whore,” Dirk bellowed. His words and the animalistic quality that crept into his voice were driving me to dis
traction with desire. I so wanted to feel this thick, hard cock inside me, again.
I kept stroking the full length of his shaft as I spat another mouthful of foamy saliva on the head and used my hand to spread it onto the shaft so that I could lube it up and fist fuck him.
“Oh fuck!” he wailed. “Stop. I’m too close. I’m ready to come.”
“You can come, Daddy. Remember last time? You said you were going to come all over me. My face, my tits and fill my filthy, slutty little mouth with your load, too. You were going to mark me with your come, weren’t you, Daddy?”
“Not now. That’s not your punishment. You’d enjoy that too much, you dirty little slut.”
Fuck! How could his scolding, dirty talk get me so horny? Did he know how much he was turning me on? Is that why he did it? He couldn’t really mean those things, could he? My pussy was aching for a pounding from the captain’s huge cock. I hoped he wouldn’t keep me waiting much longer. I wasn’t sure I could last.
“Daddy! What are you doing?” I screamed in alarm when he stood me up by the hair and pushed me face down on the bed, with my feet still on the floor.
“Shut the fuck up,” he barked.
His large, rough hands yanked at the waistband of my butt hugging shorts as he tried to pull them down.
“Daddy, stop. You’ll tear them.”
Rip!
And that was the end of my sexy deck shorts. They sailed past my head as Dirk flung them across the room, leaving me bent over and my thong covered butt pointing at the captain.
That didn’t last long, either. Moments later, it was just my bare butt jutting out and facing the raging boner that he now held in his hand as he pulled my ass checks apart with his other hand.
“Daddy, no!”
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