Date: Sat, 26 May 2012 07:20:15 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Cruise Control. Part Five.

           This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All
comments, good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

       Part Five

     Carol and Fiona had left that morning on their tour of Florence and
Pisa and the only thing that really caught their attention was the famous
leaning tower of Pisa. Having taken a picture of each other standing
upright with the tower behind them to emphasis the lean of the
building. Other than that, they were quickly bored with the museums and
didn't really take in the architectural side of things at all and were glad
when the tour bus returned to the ship, a bit earlier than expected.

     `Thank Christ that's over,' said Fiona as they walked to the ship's
gangway. `My feet are killing me and I need a shower.'

     `Same here,' replied Carol and they showed their cards to get aboard
and made their way to the passageway where their cabins were. `See you in a
little while,' Carol had said at her cabin door and going in for Fiona to
go to hers.

     Carol too was glad to be back aboard and quickly undressed and went
into the bathroom for her shower. She was still in there when there came a
hammering at her door.

     `Carol! It's Fiona. Let me in.'

     `Hold on a mo,' Carol called out as she got out of the bath-cum-shower
and wrapped a towel round herself and went and opened the door to Fiona who
stormed in and flung herself down on the bed.

     `Do you like what we do together. Make love and enjoy the sex?' asked
Fiona without any preamble.

     `Yes, I do,' answered Carol, looking a bit perplexed at this question
and the agitated state Fiona appeared to be in.

     `Then come and make love to me now,' she cried as she got up and
virtually tore her clothes off and roughly pulled the towel from Carol's
body and began to kiss the still damp breasts, sucking with some urgency as
she pulled her down onto the bed.

     Carol soon got caught up in the passion and they went to it with a
will, kissing, sucking, stroking and almost scratching each other to bring
about an orgasm each as they tackled the sex parts of the other. Partially
sated, they lay back and Fiona raised herself up.

     `Can I use your shower please?' she asked.

     `Certainly,' was the reply, still somewhat perplexed at this sudden
sexual urge that Fiona had and decided to wait till she finished her shower
before asking what brought this attack on.

     Fiona came back out, naked, drying herself and then stretched out on
the bed alongside Carol.

     `Now tell me what's upset you.' Carol said.

     `Your bloody husband, that's what,' was the angry reply.

     `Adam?'

    `Yes, Adam. He's only been having it off with my brother.'

     `What?' cried Carol sitting up quite sharply, making her breasts
shake.

     `I walked into my cabin and there the two of them were, lying on the
bed, bollock naked with silly grins on their faces.'

     `You caught them...doing it...together?'

     `Not exactly, mores the pity, but you could see that they'd just been
fucking each other.'

     `Adam?'

     `Yes, bloody Adam. What's more, Paul has told him that we...we've been
doing it together too,' she cried, her face flushed with indignation.

     `I just can't believe it, Adam! What did you do?'

     `I shouted at them saying that as they were there fucking on the bed,
they might as well stay there.'

     `What did they say to that?' Carol asked, her eyes wide at this
astounding revelation about her husband.

     `Fine. Then I could move in with you.'

    `Which one of them said that?' Carol asked.

     `That darling brother of mine,' she hissed.

     `What did Adam say?'

     `Nothing. He just lay there with this silly grin on his face with his
prick being held by Paul.'

     `Then what did you say?'

     `That I'd come and talk to you.'

     `Oh great! The ball's now in my court?'

     `Well what did you expect me to say? That I'd sleep in between the two
of them. A right bloody ménage et trois that would be with your husband and
my brother.'

     `Yes, it would be.'

     `Help me Carol please,' Fiona cried with tears in her eyes.

     `Well we seem to be landed with a fait au accompli. Of course you can
move in with me and you're most welcome,' Carol said, putting her arm round
Fiona's shoulder and hugging her. `It solves one problem for me. Instead of
throwing him out, he's already walked out on his own. I could even use it
for grounds for a divorce. Him having illicit male sex.'

     `With my brother? That would be hell for me having him stand up in
court saying that we are having a lesbian affair and I wouldn't put it past
him to say that we, him and me have been having an incestuous affair for
years. No Carol, it wouldn't work and it would also be a slur against you
too.'

     `I see what you mean, well you're quite welcome to move in with me if
you want to. I've got a nice flat in Knightsbridge and he can stay in the
villa in Spain. What do you say? We've both got connections in the fashion
world, and I think it would work if you said yes.'

     `Do you really think so,' she sniffed, wiping the tears from her eyes
with the back of her hand before using the towel. `I don't know how long I
can go on working as a model.'

     `Well I could always find you a place at our magazine,' Carol said,
giving Fiona a hug.

     `Oh you darling, Carol. Yes, yes.'

     `Well let's start the ball rolling by getting Adam's things together
and you can throw them into their cabin and bring back your things.'

     `Right,' said Fiona, getting off the bed with Carol and took Adams
clothes as they were passed to her and rammed them into a suitcase. `I'll
take these round and bring back my stuff.'

    `Okay, but I think you'd better get dressed first,' Carol said dryly.

     `Oh, of course,' Fiona stuttered as she looked down at her naked
body. It didn't take long to put her clothes on and went out with Adam's
case and went along to what had been her cabin that she shared with her
brother.

     Both men were up and dressed when she went in.

     `There,' she said as she dropped Adam's suitcase on the floor. `Here's
your clothes. Carol's agreed to me moving in with her.'

     She didn't bother to listen to any remarks as she got a suitcase out
from under the bed and began putting her clothes in from the wardrobe and
things from the bathroom and dressing table.

     `I hope that the two of you will be happy together,' she said as she
went out and slammed the door. Both men looked at each and began to laugh
and went into an embrace and hugged each other.

     Fiona dropped her suitcase on the floor of Carol's cabin and with
tears in her eyes, went into Carol's arms for an embrace and cuddle.

                                                           *

     Gary and Frank had also just had another successful coupling and were
now in an embrace for a kiss and a cuddle.

                                                           *

     Adam and Paul, already dressed, went up to the lounge bar and got
their drinks and sat down as Gary and Frank appeared and joined them at the
table while a female stewardess took their drink order. The two women
didn't show up.

     `So how did you two get on?' Gary asked when he'd been served his
drink.

     `Marvellously,' said Paul.

     `Wonderful,' replied Adam. `I can now write my stories with a bit more
insight though it's still going to be difficult to put into words at
exactly how it feels. Not the physical side, but the mental aspect of it.'

     `I'm sure you'll find the right words Adam,' Paul said, his hand
touching that of Adam's. This was noticed by both Frank and Gary who smiled
at each other.

     `No girls tonight?' Frank said.

     `Must be pooped out from today's excursion ashore,' Gary remarked.

     `I don't think it was that,' Paul said. `Fiona and I have had a bit

  of a tiff.' Adam managed not to choke on his drink.

     `It was more than a bit of a tiff,' Adam said, swallowing his mouthful
of drink. `We might as well tell them Paul,' he said looking at him and
after a pause, nodded his head.

     `Fiona found us both in bed together and threw a wobbly,' Adam said
with a smirk on his face.

     `Wow,' said Frank.

     `Coitus interruptus?' asked Gary with a smile on his face, imagining
the scene.

     `No, fortunately. We'd finished and were just lying there naked on the
bed talking,' said Paul.

     `But it was enough,' Adam put in.

     `So she went back and told Carol and then came storming back, packed
her things and has gone and moved in with Carol.'

     `She came back a bit later and threw my suitcase into the cabin,' Adam
added, slightly wrong in his telling of it.

     `So you've both been put together to do what you were not caught doing
then,' Gary said with a laugh and then gave a cough. `Sorry. It isn't
really very funny, is it?' he finished lamely.

     `Well I can't say for Paul, but it is for me, for Carol and I have
virtually been separated for nearly a year now and this now makes it
final,' Adam said.

     `It makes no difference to me either,' Paul said. `Me and my...er,
Fiona, haven't quite seen eye to eye with my bi-sexuality lately and so I'm
glad that it's come down to this.'

     `What's going to happen when the cruise ends and you have to go home?'
Frank asked.

     `Well I'm presently living in our house in Spain, Carol's living in
London. I can't speak for Paul, but, well I was going to ask you later
Paul. You can come and live at my place. That is if you would like to?'
Adam asked with a small embarrassed smile on his face as he touched Paul's
hand. `You can do your illustrations there as well as anywhere else.'

     `I'd like that Adam,' he said in a low shy voice. `Thank you,' his
hand turning round to hold Adam's.

     `You should see the drawing that Paul did of me. It's terrific. I'll
show you tomorrow and see what you think of it,' Adam gushed, eyes alight
at the agreement of Paul to move in and live with him.

     `It's not one of my best,' Paul said modestly.

     `Well if it isn't, I can't wait to see one of your good ones then,'
Adam retorted.

     `I think it's time for dinner,' Frank said, finishing his drink, and
the others agreed and emptied their glasses and they went down to the
dining saloon. They saw, as they walked in that the two girls were already
at the table, sitting next to each other. Paul deliberately went and sat
down in the chair opposite Carol indicating that Adam sat next to him and
be opposite Fiona. He did and this left Frank to sit down between Paul and
Carol and Gary between Fiona and Adam.

     `So how was the tour today?' asked Gary, the question being directed
at both the women as he shook out his napkin.

     `Very boring and tiring,' Fiona replied. `That's why we didn't come
for a drink. We both had a rest.' She was not going to bring up the subject
of her confrontation with Paul and Adam and hoped that they wouldn`t
either. They all ordered their dinner and the conversations, stilted during
the meal, were conducted by Gary and Frank and the two women, Adam and Paul
being silent throughout.

     They were all glad when the meal was over and left the dining saloon
and began to walk up the stairs.

     `Coming to the lounge for coffee and a drink?' Gary asked Carol who
were side by side as the moved up the decks.

     `No, not tonight. I'm quite tired and I'm going to turn in early,' she
replied.

     `So am I,' piped up Fiona who was just behind them and heard the
question. `Ooops,' she said as she staggered slightly. `We must have sailed
already.' Which they had done, the next stop being Villefranche in the
morning. No mention was made if they were going on any excursions and the
two said their goodnights to Gary and Frank, the omission to the other two
was noted.

                                                           *

     `I hope the rest of the dinners are not going to be like that,' said
Frank as they settled down in the bar and the smokers lit up. `You could
have cut that atmosphere with a knife.'

     They gave their drink and coffee orders to the hovering stewardess.

     `How are the girls going to cope without their husbands now that
they've been banished?' Gary asked.

     `Oh, they'll get along fine seeing as they are both lesbians,' Paul
said quite airily.

     `Bloody hell! I never guessed that,' said Gary.

     `Neither did I,' Frank chipped in. `Well I never.'

     `So I think that they will have a good night and feel much better in
the morning,' Paul said quite cheerful, because it meant that he had Adam
for the night, and many more to come having accepted the offer to live in
Spain with him.

     Adam was pensive for he'd never spent a night sleeping with another
man, but then, his little voice said inside his head. It wasn't until this
week that you'd ever had a man fuck you. Not just one but three! So this
was going to be another first. Just thinking about this started an erection
to grow inside his trousers and had to shut down these thoughts until it
really happened, which wasn't too far off for Paul spoke up.

     `Well I'm about ready for bed. With my new lover,' he said with a shy
smile at Adam. `Are you?'

     `Er, er, yes,' he stammered, going red in the face at this being said
so openly now to the other two who just smiled back at his discomfort. Adam
quickly finished his drink seeing that Paul's glass was empty and stood up,
hoping that they couldn't see the erection that had risen up again. They
said their goodnights and promises to see them at breakfast, and left the
lounge.

                                                           *

     `If it hadn't had been for you,' Carol said to Fiona as they undressed
in what was now their cabin, `I wouldn't have been able to sit down to
dinner. That was an awful hour. Did you notice that they didn't say one
word at all throughout the whole time except to order their meal?' Fiona,
now naked, took Carol into her arms, squashing their breasts between them.

     `You're not feeling sorry for him now are you?' she asked.

     `Of course not,' she replied, giving Fiona a kiss. `It's...it's just
the last straw. The final act that really separates us now after nearly a
year of indecision as to whether we parted or not. Well I'm glad it's
happened and I got you in exchange,' and kissed Fiona again but with a
growing passion that took them to the bed and used their passion to satisfy
the urge that they both had for sexual relief.

                                                           *

     `Well that was a turn up for the book,' said Frank as he and Gary got
undressed. Such was their familiarity and the length of time they had been
living together, seeing each other naked didn't give cause for them to get
instant erections. Even a brief kiss wasn't enough. It was only at such
intimate times of fondling or caressing one another did their bodies
respond as like now after they'd gotten into bed and gave each other a long
slow kiss and a groping hand found a limp penis did any reaction start. `To
think it was this,' Frank said as he gently rubbed Gary's penis, making it
start to rise up. `getting shoved up Adam's arse that started him on the
path to finish up in bed with Paul.'

     `Don't put the blame on me,' Gary protested. `He wanted to have the
experience of male sex for him to be able to write about it. All I did was
oblige him.' Frank sniggered.

     `But enjoyed making love to him,' he said.

     `I'll admit to that,' he replied as he rolled over on top of Frank,
squashing their cocks between them. `But I'd rather have you than ten of
Adam,' and gave him a kiss.

     `Show me again how much you love me Gary,' Frank said in a coy and
almost feminine voice.

      So he did.

                                                           *

     `God, that was awful there in the dining room tonight,' Adam
said. `Did you see the daggers I kept getting?'

     `I wasn't sure if they were meant for me,' Paul laughed, as he began
taking his clothes off. `Fiona was a bit hostile too.'

     `I knew we would eventually break up but I didn't really want it to be
this hostile,' Adam said as he began to drape his clothes over the other
chair to where Paul was placing his things. He noted that Paul was already
half erect as he pulled the bed covers back, leaving just a sheet that
could be pulled up over them later when the night got chilly. He was glad
to see Paul get onto the right hand side of the bed as you looked at it
from the foot end. For some strange reason, Adam found he could never get
to sleep if he was on the other side. He also found that he no longer had a
limp piece of flesh between his legs as he took his underpants off and
dropped them on his pile. He quickly got onto the bed with Paul.

     `This is going to be the first time I've ever slept in the same bed
with another man,' Adam said with a shaky laugh.

     `Well I hope it's not also the last with me,' Paul said as he rolled
onto his side and began to stroke Adam's almost hairless chest. `You'll
find it's also a pleasure to wake up in the morning with a hard prick
pressing into your back or feel another hand gently rubbing your morning
erection.'

     `Do you wake up too in the morning with a hard on?'

     `Every morning.'

     `I thought there was something wrong with me by doing that and put it
down to the lack of sex,' Adam said.

     `You could have sex all night and yet still wake up in the morning
with it feeling like an iron bar,' Paul said as his hand wandered down from
the chest he was stroking and over the stomach to curl his fingers into the
pubic hair there, the back of his hand brushing the now erect prick of
Adam.

     He moved his body and began to kiss Adam's nipples and chest and came
up onto his knees as he kissed lower and lower under the tip of Adam's cock
as it brushed his cheek. Then he took it in hand and lifted it up and took
him into his mouth, Adam gasping at the sudden heat that covered the head
of his cock. Feeling the tongue force its way under the foreskin and he
broke out in a sweat.

     `Move down and turn round,' he said hoarsely and as he propelled
himself down the bed a bit further, Paul turned his body round without
letting go of Adam's prick until he was lying down in the upside down
position.

     The bedside lamps were still on and so he could quite clearly see the
straining organ of Paul just inches from his face. It was hanging out from
his thighs at an angle and Adam took it into his hand, feeling the heat and
pulsating throb it was giving out.

     The foreskin had been forced halfway down the head which was a purple
colour and the eye was partially open and when he squeezed the lower part
of the head, the eye gave the impression that it was winking at him.

     The skin of the shaft felt as if it had been rubbed in talcum powder
it was so smooth and moved as easily as a well oiled piston, gliding up and
down the hard muscle that it covered. He stuck out his tongue and ran it
over the top of the exposed head, making Paul give out a shiver of the body
as he chewed away down at the other end.

     Adam now opened his mouth and took the head inside and began to suck
and copy the actions of Paul and it wasn't long before he felt himself
reach his peak and bucked his hips slightly as he came into Paul's mouth.

     While revelling in his coming and where, he felt Paul's cock stiffen
that little bit more and knew he was coming as the hips began to move too
and so he held the base of the hot shaft tight in his hand as he began to
receive the flood of semen that was shooting out from Paul's balls into his
waiting mouth.

     They swallowed and licked each other clean before Paul turned round in
the bed and into the arms of Adam as they kissed and held each other tight
in an embrace.

     `God, I'm fast falling in love with you Adam,' Paul said as they
embraced.

     `I think I started this afternoon when you fucked me,' Adam
replied. `How long before you'll be able to do it again?'

     `About an hour, now cuddle up to me,' he said as he broke the embrace
and turned over so that they could nestle together like two spoons in a
drawer. Adam couldn't but help himself to stroke the young, well to him,
body of the younger man in his arms and feel his muscular strength. But the
day had taken its toll and while dreamily thinking of the fucking he was
going to get, fell asleep.

                                                           *

      Carol came awake with a warm body pressed up close to her and a limp
hand covering her right breast. Her knees were half drawn up to her body
and another pair were behind hers. She knew that she'd not had as good a
sleep for well over a year and knew it was due to the younger woman lying
behind her in the same bed.

     She yawned and stretched her legs out, forcing the other pair down
too. The hand on her breast tightened and gave it a squeeze as her
movements woke, to her, the new love of her life, for the night had been
fantastic, having three orgasms due to the expertise of Fiona. She
struggled free from the embrace and turned round in the bed and kissed the
face next to hers on the next pillow.

     `Wake up sleepy head and give your lover a kiss,' she said. One eye
opened and looked at her.

     `How can you be so perky in the morning,' Fiona said, giving her a
kiss and then stretching herself. `And looking just as beautiful. I always
look like shit in the morning.'

     `You look just perfect to me. Everything about you looks perfect,'
Carol said as she ran her hand over a still firm and rounded breast. `Even
this is perfect. Everything about you is perfect.'

     `Are you perfectly sure? You've used the adjective enough,' Fiona said
with a smile.

     `I've got more adjectives I could use about the two shits in another
cabin,' Carol replied.

     `Well let's flush that verb down the toilet and forget about them and
just think of us,' Fiona said.

     `You're perfectly right,' Carol said and they burst out into giggles
and held each other tight as they kissed which then turned into another
session before they'd even thought about getting out of bed.

                                                           *

     `Now you know that's how I like being woken up in the morning,' Gary
said to the bobbing head whose mouth was firmly clamped round his erection
as he came awake. He then gave out a groan and came in Frank's mouth,
filling him with what his balls had manufactured during the night.

     `I know,' said Frank, letting go of Gary's prick and sliding up the
bed to kiss him. `It's a wife's place to please her husband whatever the
time, day or night,' giving him another kiss and passing over a small
amount of his own sperm that Frank hadn't swallowed.

                                                           *

     Adam came awake with his erection pressed hard up a back and
remembered where he was and put his hand over the warm hip and found that
Paul had an erection that was something he could really get a hold
of. Hard, firm and feeling so strong with its throbbing pulse. His hand
movements woke Paul who stirred and stretched, loving what Adam was doing
to his cock.

     `Use this on me Paul,' Adam whispered in his ear as he leaned up.

     `With pleasure,' he replied, stretching out his hand to fumble open
the bedside drawer and pull out a condom. He rose up and quickly tore it
from the wrapper and rolled it down over his pulsating cock as Adam moved
into the middle of the bed on his knees, bending forward and offering his
backside to Paul.

     Adam grunted as his arsehole was expanded until it was wide enough for
the head of Paul's iron bar to slide in and gave out a gurgle of pleasure
as he was completely filled with that throbbing hard piece of flesh. It
took him to a dizzy height as it was moved back and forth in his passage
and gave out a cry of delight as Paul grabbed his hips and rammed into him,
shooting his load in the process. Paul then fell heavily onto Adam's back
after he finished coming, his weight bearing Adam down onto the bed,
squashing his own throbbing erection tight to the bottom sheet.

     `Don't stop moving,' he gasped from below as just the movement alone
had excited him. So Paul kept up his fucking rhythm and technically made
Adam masturbate the bed sheet as he continued to move on top of him whilst
still hard up his backside. Adam gave out a cry as he felt his own coming
squirm its way out of his penis to make a gooey mess between his stomach
and the sheet.

     He gave out a cry as he felt what he had already come to hate, the
withdrawal of a hard cock from his arse and rolled over onto his back when
free.

     `Another fine mess you've got me into Stanley,' he said with a laugh
at he looked at his semen smeared stomach.

                                                           *