It was a lot like in my daydream. Except, of course, there it was sunset. I wasn’t about to complain. I absolutely loved the feeling of walking with Max in the pale moonlight, traversing the soft sand. Both of us had taken our shoes off a while ago. It really was like walking on flour.
“Want to take a break?” he asked.
“Sure,” I beamed, just happy to be with him no matter what we were doing.
The sand was just as soft under my ass as it was under my feet. Before I knew I knew I was doing it I was lying on my back, looking up at the starry sky, counting all the constellations I had only ever heard about. I had never been in a place where it got dark enough for me to actually be able to see them.
Max sat down next to me, paying a lot more attention to me than the lovely world around us. I could almost feel the desire radiating off him, mirroring the yearnings of my own burning spirit. Bending my knees, I pulled my skirt up to my waist, unveiling my tight, wet, little pussy cast in gentle blue moonlight. Slipping his hand between my legs, he stroked my sensitive little cunt while coming in for a kiss, which I accepted happily. Our minds and bodies came together in a wonderful way.
Still kissing me with all his love and affection, Max gently mounted me, unzipping his pants as he did so. Stroking the head of his cock against my pussy to get me relaxed and ready, my beautiful lover slipped his gorgeous cock deep in my tight pussy, filling me up in the most wonderful way.
“That good, sweetheart?” he asked.
“Fuck yes,” I enthused.
At my word, Max started moving carefully, pumping my pussy until I was beyond the power of speech. I still made sounds alright. Just none were any recognizable human world language.
Not wanting to draw to much attention to our public sex, my gentle master put his hand over my mouth as I moaned and howled. My vision actually got a bit weird from the amazing things he was doing to my cunt, filling me with joy before filling me with his hot load.
It was like a wonderful dream. The last few days of the getaway were spent on a cruise ship. Our cabins weren’t connected like they had been at the resort, but they were right across from each other, which made meeting in secret a lot easier.
Keeping up the appearance of professionalism during the day and making hot, sexy love at night, my beautiful master blessing me with buckets worth of his glorious cum.
Despite our caution. I was fairly certain Thomas and Lauren were beginning to suspect something was going on with us. Not only because I would sometimes be walking a little funny when I came in for breakfast after a night’s worth of beautiful rutting. Even so, we were looking forward to our last couple of nights together before going back to our regular lives. He hadn’t actually talked about it yet, but I had a feeling we were more or less together even if we would have to keep it a secret to protect the company. The best laid plans.
It was a dinner like any other. The four of us sat around the table in the ship’s luxury dining room. Max did his very best to give the impression of aloof professionalism. Thomas and Lauren made small talk. Then a bomb, shaking our entire world, came in the form of a reporter appearing on a nearby TV.
“… the imposed travel ban will extend to U.S. citizens currently abroad.”
Chapter Ten – Max
There were many things I could fairly be called. Some of them were good. Others were bad. A few more were in the latter category than I would really like. But one thing that could never be said about Maxwell James Morgan was that I gave up easily.
The first order of business was to find out more about the travel ban. Easy enough, given the ships lighting fast Wi-Fi. The good news was I that had convinced officials at the Marsh Harbor airport to extend our return tickets until we were allowed to re-enter the US, which looked like it could be a good long while.
It sounded like an agitated woodpecker. I tried to ignore it, but the knocks just came again and again, running the risk of driving me mad. Moving across the large cabin, in a less than genial mood, my attitude readjusted itself when I saw the one knocking on my chamber door.
“Busted!” Lauren sang.
“What are you on about?”
“Oh, come on, don’t even try to lie,” she said, forcing her way into the cabin.
“I really don’t – ”
“Oh yes! Right there! Fucking my tight little pussy, Max! Fuck me hard!”