The Cruise of Pleasure

While hiking in the hills of Peru towards the magical city of Machu Picchu, I got talking with a wise man about my adventures and how I wished that I could sexually please every woman in the world. 

“¡Tenga cuidado para lo que usted desea! ¡Quizás se realice!” Said the wise man.
“El amigo puesto de la preocupación que sabemos que esto no es posible!” was my reply. 

I had to explain to the English tourist accompanying us that the old man urged me to be careful what I wish for in the event of it coming true. To which my answer to him was not to worry my friend, we all know that this is not possible. 

One thing that should be discouraged is taking stupid bets, because eventually you are going to have to pay the piper. And there are certain things that you should never lend out as a result of a bet, your car, and your woman…

The smell of lavender intoxicated her as she wondered the lower decks of the Zewenwacht. By now she was used to the rhythmic movements that the boat made as it cruised Amsterdam’s waterways, the only thing that she couldn’t get used to was the moans of pleasure that were barraging her from every cabin that she walked past.

Secretly the moans aroused her and made her nipples stand on end. Although she seemed the innocent type, Ester had an adventurous side. She would pause for the briefest moment outside each cabin and imagine the positions that the couples were fucking in. As she walked past cabin 11 she touched the doorknob lightly with her fingers and closed her eyes. She imagined two busty, long legged blonde ladies with faces for the ages  ravaging each other on the bed while their male companion sat on a couch beside the bed masturbating wildly while watching the blondes please each other.

She moved on to the next cabin where she imagined a woman with jet black hair riding the face of her male companion as he was licking her cunt and slapping her ass to ride him harder. Across the hall in cabin 16 a couple that was on honeymoon where busy undressing each other while kissing tenderly, in cabin 18 a petite girl who couldn’t be older then 19 was busy being ridden from behind by a male with a rather large cock. Finally, a lady in cabin 21 was riding her man, as she was getting to the point of climax she lent over and he licked the erect nipples of her large breasts as she screamed louder then any woman in the previous five cabins.

With her pussy wetter then it has ever been, Ester was immediately aware of the warm feeling of heavy breathing on her shoulder and the sweet smell of female perfume. Not caring who it was she closed her eyes and let her imagination run wild. The lady put her hands under Ester’s mini skirt and pushed her thong to the side, she then darted her fingers in and out of Ester’s cunt, her other hand had found its way under Ester’s top and bra and was stimulating her nipples. While this was going on the lady was whispering into Ester’s ear, “Later, I am going to fuck your brains out!”
“Do it now! DO IT NOW!,” was Ester’s reply. But as she turned to give the woman that was pleasing her the most passionate kiss ever, she saw that she was alone, but the smell of lavender lingered on her skin.

So as not to give away her arousal, Ester cautiously made her way to the upper deck crossing her arms over her chest to disguise her hard nipples. She saw Dastan leaning against the rails at the starboard bow. He was of medium height and build, he had olive skin that was characteristic of the peoples of the Middle East. He was wearing a vest which exposed his muscular arms, on his left arm he sported a tribal tattoo of a lions head with the coat of arms of Iran in the middle. To Ester he truly was the Lion of Persia. His hair was shoulder length and framed his face on both sides separated by a middle path on the top of his head. His eyes were the color of emeralds. He disliked shaving and was sporting some facial hair which added to his allure.

Looking at Dastan, Ester never resented Bert for making the bet, although she was Dutch she secretly hoped that Spain would beat Holland in the final of the 2010 Soccer World Cup. This would mean that Bert would have to turn Ester over to Dastan, who was Bert’s best friend, for two days. She was excited when the final whistle blew as there were a few thoughts that she needed to put to rest.

The first thought was that sailors were well hung and were good in bed, that Persians would go out of their way to please their woman completely and Ester also wanted to know what it would be like to lick Zamina’s cunt.

Happy that her nipples were back to their normal state Ester approached Dastan hugging him from behind. She let her fingers run across his chiseled stomach, closing her eyes she remembered the perfect moment on the previous night when they shared a long and tender kiss.
“Did the moans of the couples having sex downstairs arouse you?,” he asked.
“A bit…How could you tell?,” Ester replied.
“Zamina told me of your meeting in the corridor. She is looking forward to making you scream with pleasure. So am I,” said Dastan.
This was exactly what Ester wanted to hear. Before she could ask him any more about the days activities. The boat docked and Zamina joined Ester and Dastan as they made their way to the drawbridge to disembark.

The Zewenwacht docked in the city’s famous Red Light district. Dastan decided that they would wonder the De Wallen area and would meet up with Bert later that evening at a coffee shop outside the area. They made their way to to the Huis Van Opwinding, which was a bar with rooms to rent by the hour upstairs. As the group sat at their table, Ester noticed that the waitress’ served the tables completely naked. Although she was Dutch, she had never had the courage to visit De Wallen. Her jaw was literally dropping to the floor when she felt the soft touch of Zamina on her neck.
“Turn around and kiss me now,” Zamina whispered in her ear. The couple kissed for a long time when a waitress brought three shot glasses of green liquid to the table. As she pranced away from the table Ester could not take her eyes off her perfect ass and tits.
“You want to please her don’t you?,” asked Dastan.
“I do,” answered Ester.
“That can be arranged,” he said downing his Absinthe.

The group drank downstairs for another half hour before Dastan took Zamina and Ester’s hand and led them upstairs. Once again moans of pleasure could be heard from every room that the group walked past. Dastan opened the door for the ladies and Ester found the waitress that she couldn’t take her eyes off earlier laying on the bed pleasing herself with a vibrator.

Without a second thought Zamina walked to the bed, took the vibrator away and started to please the waitress with her fingers. Dastan turned Ester’s attention away from the bed and kissed her. Her hands went down towards Dastan's belt and she undid his jeans. She took out his cock and was amazed at its size. She started to suck it and put is in as far as her mouth would allow and his cock was still not all the way in. She gave him a slow gentle blowjob and when she broke away she saw that Zamina was kissing him while the waitress asked Ester if she could lick her cunt.

As Ester was being eaten out she gave Datan a hand job. As the waitress pulled away from Ester she took her hand and led her to the bed. Dastan then took the bottle of absinthe and poured a bit of the liquid of Esters pussy. The sensation was out of this world and the tingling set her nerve endings alight. As Datan entred her it felt like she was a virgin getting fucked for the first time. As she was yelping with pleasure Zamina sat on her face with her pussy positioned by Esters tongue. Ester didn’t need a second invitation and liked Zamina’s pussy while Zamina was kissing the waitress, while Dastan was fondling the waitress’ tits while he was riding Ester.

Later that night Ester, Zamina and Dastan met up with Bert.
“I hope Ester wasn’t to naughty,” Bert said to Dastan with a knowing twinkle in his eye.
“Nothing that I couldn’t handle,” said Dastan.
“Next time, Zamina is the bet,” said Bert as he took a drag of his spliff. 

Regards
Wayne A Knight