    Title: Doug's Good Fortune
    Author: Eskimo1958
    Summary: A not too good looking male goes on a cruise, and stumbles upon an older black
    woman that shows him how to love. His luck changes for the better, as he is seduced by
    another woman, then a group of young coeds.
    Keywords: MF, MMF, MFFFF interracial, mature, virgin, preg

I really wasn't expecting much on this trip. Three of the guys in my dorm talked me into going, and for some reason, I relented. I'm a Junior at Purdue University, and the trip is a cruise over the winter break. They actually were going to just all stay in the same room, but decided a second cabin would be good, hence they set out in search for a sucker to go along to share expenses. I'm that sucker. No idea why I agreed to this, for I knew these guys, they would be drinking and gambling the whole darn time, and pretty much do what they always do, in ignoring my existence. I really didn't have a problem with that, since I'm pretty much a loner anyway. I'm somewhat of a geek...actually, I'm about ninety-nine percent geek.....let's be honest here.....I don't drink, I don't party, and I'm most definitely not a chick magnet. So why did I decide to go? Something different, perhaps?

We drove straight through from West Lafayette to the Port of Miami in twenty-three hours. By the time we got on board, the three of them were dead tired, but still ready to get drunk. I on the other hand, went and took a much deserved nap once I found our inside cabin on the lowest darn deck. A beginning of a nine night cruise. Well, at least it was a good price. And, I was sure I wouldn't have to worry about my so-called friends. I was rooming with Ken, while Rod and Pat had a cabin two doors down. I really wasn't expecting to see much of them, and for the most part, that turned out to be true. Our cruse was to start with a day at sea, followed by stopping at the Dominican Republic, Tortola, Antigua, Barbados, and finally St Lucia, before two days at sea on the way back to Miami. I didn't purchase any shore excursions, for I wasn't planning on leaving the boat.

First night, after my nap, I went and had dinner at my assigned table, meeting my dining companions. My traveling companions must have opted out of the main dining room, for they never were there the whole trip, leaving me the lone one of the group at a table that seats eight. So I and the other four people had a large table to ourselves. My dining companions were an elderly couple, from New York, and a colored lady from Illinois and her college-age daughter. The daughter, for the most part, didn't say much to anyone the first meal she was there, while I somehow opened up and had a pleasant conversation during the meal with both her mother and the couple from New York. And of course, not being one use to conversing with others, I had forgotten all names by the time dinner was finished. I went to the show that night after wards, and saw the mother there, sitting by herself. It seems her daughter has some friends on board, and was probably off with them. I wasn't sure if she saw me or not, and I'm really not the type to impose, so I sat away from her, and enjoyed the comedians that were on that night.

After a late snack, I made my way down to the second deck and crashed, not even waking when Ken made his appearance. I was up at seven, and made my way to the main restaurant and had breakfast, then I explored the ship. This took most of the morning, as I wandered around aimlessly, before returning to my cabin, finding it empty, and then made my way up to the pool deck, where I grabbed a lounge chair out of the wind and sat and watched. It was just after lunch, and I was back at my lounge chair, admiring a very cute blond coed, when a voice behind me startled me, saying "Hello Doug, is this chair taken?"

I about jumped out of my skin, as I jerked my head around, and saw the colored lady from my dinner last night, as I stammered out, "Uh, no. Um, have a seat."

She smiled politely, and sat down, not saying a word. As a matter of fact, she pulled out a book from her bag, and began to read. Not wanting to be rude, I didn't start any sort of conversation. And soon, I was back to watching the people as they went about their way. And there was plenty to look at. A lot of college age women about the boat, and all wearing their swimsuits. Of course, it was quite comical to watch the guys my age, as well as the older men, trying to look macho, or rather, trying to impress the females. I saw my friends once during this, each one hitting on some girl, and each one getting shot down rather quickly. When I saw a cute, small redhead brush off Ken, I snorted in amusement.

I heard a female’s voice say "That's not nice, Doug."

I turned my head to look at her, and asked "What isn't nice?"

She had a stern look on her face, as she said "Gloating over that guy not getting anywhere with the redhead."

So, she was watching me watching others, now what do I make of that? I shrugged my shoulders, "Yes, you’re right. However, that's one of the guys I'm on the cruise with."

"I see." she said, a bit dryly, adding "So his failure gives you pleasure?"

"Yes, plus the satisfaction of it, for on the way down here from Indiana, he and the others kept saying that they would be getting lucky a lot on this boat." With a smile, I added "They told me that I may not be able to spend time in my cabin because of it."

She smiled slyly, and asked "So you've no plans on pursuing the feminine flesh."

"Well, no, I guess not." I then added "I've pretty much have given up at the moment on pursuing women, for I've never been very successful with it."

Just then another female's voice, saying loudly, "Mom, Kate and I are going to the climbing wall, you want to come watch us?"

I turned to look. Wow! It's her daughter, all five-foot and ninety pounds of her, wearing a white bikini that wasn't hiding much. And, the redhead that shot down Ken. Her mom said "No, you girls go on." I watched as the daughter started to walk away, but not before she looked at me and gave me a sneer. I chuckled, as her mom goes, "My daughter doesn't seem too impressed by you."

I shrugged, "No matter."

I thought she might go on with that, but instead she said "How come you're not in your swimsuit, anyway?"

"Oh, not sure, too skinny to wear one, I guess." I replied.

"Well, you know, you would look a lot more natural laying here if you were. Instead you look like some pervert checking out the young ladies." she stated. I turned to try defending myself, but she raised her hand, saying "Go on, go get into your swimsuit, I'll save your spot here." I started to speak, but she glared at me, so I then just smiled, and shook my head as I stood and headed for my cabin.

Fifteen minutes later, and I was back to the pool deck, and I laid back down on the lounger, as she was reading her book. I, on the other hand, was reading the people. She didn't say anything more, as I leaned back, before drifting off to sleep. Next thing I knew, a hand was pushing on my shoulder, and her voice saying "Doug, it's getting late, you better go get cleaned up for dinner."

I sat upright, saying "Huh? What time is it?" I turned to look at her, and saw her face looking at my crotch, a surprised look on her face, before her face lifted, and she said " Five-thirty. You fell asleep hours ago."

Her eyes darted back to my crotch briefly, and I responded with "Oh, well, let me wake up here." I leaned back, bringing my knees up, trying to hide the tent in my shorts. "Whew, I can't believe I fell asleep so easily."

She said softly, "Well, you were mostly relaxed." Then she raised her voice, saying "Listen, I'll meet you at dinner, okay?"

She stood up, and off she went, heading towards her cabin. I exhaled, now realizing that I obviously embarrassed both of us. Once my pecker was more relaxed, I stood and went to my cabin, which was empty of course. I showered and pulled on a pair of slacks and a polo shirt, and went up for dinner. This was when I learned her name, thanks in part to the older woman at our table, who said it. It came back to me then, her name being Sandra. And I remembered then that her daughter's name is Callie.

Dinner was fine, and the conversation was good as well. Callie was off with her friends, so now there's only four of us at our table. I didn't really learn much about Sandra, as the other couple were rather chatty. At the end of dinner, I was walking out behind Sandra, and almost at the exit of the dining room, she turned, allowing me to catch up to her. That's when she asked "Are you going to the show tonight?"

I said "Yeah, I guess so."

She smiled, saying "Good, why don't you sit with me. I was kind of lonely last night by myself sitting with no one I know."

I stammered out "Why yeah, sure."

The show wasn't to start for an hour, but we went into the theater anyway and found a pair of seats together, and sat and talked. I guess you could say that I opened up for I started telling her my life story so to speak. And after the show, I walked her to her cabin, on the eighth deck. She opened the door, and stepped inside, and said "What cabin are you in?"

I responded "Twenty-one fifty-three."

She smiled, as she started to close her door, saying "I'll call you in the morning once the girls head off the ship."

The door closed, and I thought nothing of it. I crashed, not hearing Ken return, for he didn't. For in the morning, bright and early at seven, I was up and at 'em. First breakfast, then back to my room to wait for her call. We had been in port for about two hours, and I had no idea when her daughter was leaving for her shore excursion. At nine, my phone rang, and I answered it, with a crisp "Hello?"

I was greeted with Sandra's voice on the other end, as she said "Good morning, Doug, how was breakfast?"

I surmised that she must have seen me, as I replied "Just fine, I got my fill."

"Good. Listen, why don't you get your swimsuit on, and come up and meet me at my room on our way to the pool. You remember my cabin number? Eighty-two sixty-seven?"

I answered with "Eighty-two sixty-seven. I got it. Let me get my suit on and I'll be right up."

"Okay, see you in a bit." she said, before we both hung up the phone. I went and pulled my swimsuit on and grabbing one of the beach towels, and headed up six floors to her cabin. I knocked, and the door opened and she was standing there in her robe. She was smiling as she said "Come on in, Doug." I did, and she pointed for the bed, saying "I've got to go potty, I'll be right out."

I smiled, looking the room over while she ducked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. I heard the toilet flush, and a few seconds went by before she came out, a smile on her face. We went on up to the pool deck, and sat and talked for the rest of the morning. I found out more about her. She's divorced, her ex being a former professional athlete. And her occupation is RN at a large Chicago hospital. I didn't ask her age, nor would she divulge it, although she did say that Callie is twenty years old. She also told me that Callie and Kate and their two friends (Jeanne and Lori) were scheduled to go on shore excursions at each port. And of course, I thought nothing of this.

We had lunch together, then more lounging by the pool. And after dinner, another show together. After the show, she asked me to go to a lounge with her for a drink, and I accepted. I had one drink, and so did she, as we sat in a secluded corner, with her up against me. I'm not sure how it started, for we had been sitting there quietly for a good thirty minutes, listening to the soft music, when I was surprised as her lips were on mine. It took my breath away, as I felt her hand on my loins, softly rubbing my hardening pecker, as I was kissing her back just as hard as she was kissing me.

When our kiss broke, I inhaled, and croaked out "Wow!"

She giggled, and pressed her head forward, her forehead resting against my chin, as she rubbed my hard cock through my slacks. Lifting her head, she grinned, saying "You know what, you really have to learn the signs of a woman in heat, Douglas."

I deadpanned, "I think I just learned a sign."

"I meant before a woman attacks you." she said with a sly smile. She started to stand, pulling on my hand as she rose, saying "Come on."

Like, I wasn't going to argue. We left the dark lounge, heading for the stairs, with her pulling on my hand the whole way. I asked "Your room?"

She hissed out softly, "No! Callie could be there. And who knows about your friends."

I protested, "He wasn't there last night."

She seemed to ignore me, as we walked out onto the top deck, into the breezy dark night. We went to the end of the ship and around a corner, almost tripping over a lounge chair. She spun around, dropped to her knees, and suddenly I felt my cock being released from the confines of my pants, and finding her very warm, wet mouth. I groaned, before croaking out "Oh god!" as her mouth and hands went to work. It didn't take long for me to bust a nut, with my thick load filling her mouth. Once spent, she stood and pulled me to a chair.

She had me sit down, and in the dim light, she seemed to be starting to take her top off, when she hissed out "Damn!"

I heard it too, footsteps. She pushed me onto my back, and laid down next to me on the lounge chair. Two crew members walked by, and I saw both their heads turn to look at us, as they went on by. I was on my side, facing her, and she was facing me, her hand over my exposed pecker. I exhaled, saying "Whew! That was close."

She said gruffly, "Yes, too damn close. She rolled over, and pulled my hand down to her crotch. I got the hint, as I slowly rubbed her mound through her shorts. She suddenly pushed my hand away, and I felt her move around a bit. She then grabbed my hand, guiding it down the front of her shorts. She had opened them up for me, and I eased my fingers under the waist band of her panties, soon finding her wiry pubic hair. She lifted her leg up, allowing me access, and soon I felt her damp and very hot slit. She started to breath heavily, as I found her clit. Damn,! My first clit! I've read about it, but never had the pleasure before to feel one.

She instructed me with the words, "Rub it gently, Doug." Okay, I can do that. And in no time, her hips were moving. Suddenly, her body stiffened, and her head turned, with me kissing her lips, she croaked out a hard moan into my mouth. I was happy as a clam, getting off my first woman. I held onto her tightly, just as we heard more footsteps. She cussed under her breath again, as another two crew members walked on by. Once these two were around the corner, she sat up and fastened her shorts up, and I did the same after tucking a very hard pecker back inside. She then grabbed my hand with hers, saying "Come on, no use pushing our luck any further."

When we got to her cabin door, she listened to it, and frowned, as we both could hear voices. She turned around, wrapped her arms about me, and we kissed. She then said "Now go on and get some sleep, tomorrow's another day."

Yeah, I was still in a bit of shock. I mean, I just had my cock sucked on for the very first time. And I just diddled my first clit, getting a woman off, two more firsts for me! I guess you could say that I was floating back to my room. And once back in my room, I was out like a light. The phone rang and woke me up. I got up quickly, and answered it with a "Hello?"

"Doug, it's Sandra. Meet me in the main dining room for breakfast in thirty minutes."

I said "Okay." before turning and seeing Ken looking at me where he laid on the bed.

He asked "Who was that?"

I answered quickly "Wrong number.", as I went into the bathroom to relieve my bladder.

In no time I was at the dining room, and found Sandra. She was frowning as we took a seat at a table. We had just docked at Tortola, as we ate, and not a word was spoken between us. Of course, I was correct this was because we were seated with four other people. Once done eating, we exited the dining hall and she guided me to the pool deck. My heart sank, for I had a feeling I was about to be shot down. Once steed, she said "Doug, I need to ask of you a favor."

I snorted, "Heck, you name it."

She grinned, "Yes, give them some, and you got 'em in the palm of your hands." We both laughed, as she said "My daughter is going ashore today, and she's talked me into going to a beach."

I shrugged, "Yea, so. Lots of people are."

She sighed, "Yes, but it's a nude beach, and I don't want to go without a man along. So I would like you to go with us."

I answered with a rapidly cracking voice "A nude beach?"

She nodded, saying "Don't worry. You've nothing to be ashamed of. As a matter of fact, I now know first hand that you've something down there to be rightly proud of."

Well, that pumped up my ego. "... uh.." But why can't I talk?

"And then tomorrow, while the girls are off the boat in Antigua, I'll make it up to you."

Grinning, I asked "Make it up to me, huh? How?"

She had a slight smile, saying "You're not dumb, Doug."

I exhaled, and swallowed, and asked "Yeah, but, a nude beach?" My eyes bugged out "What if I get an erection?"

She laughed. "Well, they’ll just be impressed with what I already know. That, or you can roll onto your belly until it passes." She glanced up at the clock, and said "Now come on, we've not much time. Meet us at the gangway in twenty minutes." With that she stood up and away she went. I about tripped over my feet heading down to my cabin. Ken wasn't there, thank god, as I grabbed a beach towel and headed for the ships gangway.

The look on Callie's face when I showed up, as I went and stood next to her mother. She looked pretty disgusted, as her lip curled while asking Sandra, "What's he doing here?"

Sandra didn't show any emotion, as she stated "I asked him to come along. I figured having a male along would help keep us safe."

Callie turned around abruptly and stormed off towards the gangway, showing her ID to security and disembarked. I sort of chuckled, as I followed closely behind Sandra, who was right behind Callie's three friends. Well, we were soon in a taxi, heading for the beach. Arrangements were made for the driver to return and pick us up at two in the afternoon once he dropped us off. Oh yes, the drop off point. I was expecting something a bit more rural. Much to my surprise, there were a few eating and drinking establishments there, as I trudged along through the sand next to Sandra, who quietly informed me that I should not show any kind of affection towards her. No problem, for I was scared to death, as we found a spot and laid down our towels. Oh yes, the getting naked part. I was so darn nervous, that I wasn't even paying any attention to the others. And yes, there were lots of others. It turns out that this is a popular destination for those on the cruise ships, for there were about a hundred people there already. Not just from our ship, but from two others as well.

Once I was naked. I was quickly on my belly. No, I wasn't hard, far from it actually. Best to say that I was a bit shy. The girls were soon nude, and I was scared to death to look around to see the 'sights', so to speak. Finally, after about ten minutes, which seemed like an eternity, I heard Kate or one of the other girls, whose names I do not know, say something about getting in the water, and soon they were up and running for the waves.

Sandra was sitting up next to me, and I heard her say "You can breathe now, Doug."

I chuckled, saying "Thanks."

"I don't know what concerns me more, your shyness, or my daughters lack of it." she stated. Then she quickly added, "You might as well roll over, or you're going to get one heck of a sunburn on your bare white ass." I took a deep breath, and did that, causing her to giggle. "There, you see. No erection."

Yeah, I wasn't hard. But I did turn red from embarrassment. Especially since the couple that was sitting about ten feet away heard her comment, and looked to be ready to burst out laughing. She then handed me a tube, saying "Here's the sun block, best you apply it liberally to what's all white."

I took it from her, saying "Thanks." As I started rubbing the lotion into my pale skin, I started glancing around. Yeah, a good hundred people, probably close to two hundred. And all naked as the day they were born. All sizes too, I might add. I saw the girls in the water, their bare skin shimmering from the water. Nice view. The other two, who I later remembered their names as Jeanne and Lori, were all quite attractive. All were on the thin side, with Kate the redhead having the palest of skin, and the smallest set of tits as well. Jeanne was a bit darker, being a brunette, and had small breasts, maybe the size of my palm, about the same size as Callie. Lori, who's blonde, has by far the biggest rack of the girls, and is very tanned. And as I sat there admiring them, now finished applying the sunscreen, Sandra was reading her book. I leaned back onto my elbows, and watched. And, I'm happy to report, my manhood had no desire to rise up. I also was making glances towards Sandra, who was too engrossed in her book to take notice (Or so I thought). Just a bit longer than five feet, maybe twenty pounds lighter than I. And skin that's a smooth, dark chocolate color. Her round firm breasts were each the size of a half-volleyball, with dark wide, long nipples. A small waist, and a very pronounced pubic mound, covered by a thick matting of jet black pubes.

The girls came back, and on more than one occasion I saw each checking out my pecker, as it laid across my thigh. And, I was surprised it wasn't a look of disgust. Eventually, one of them even started talking to me, that being Lori. Then the others as well. I soon found out that they all go to the University of Illinois, not far from Purdue, so we were backyard rivals. All were Juniors, like I, and I even found out their majors. None were the same as I, which is Nuclear Engineering, but it was interesting talking to them. And just like that, the time to leave arrived way too soon. It was a rather nice ride back to the pier, and once back on board, Sandra told me she would see me at dinner. I went back to my cabin, showered and got into some good dress clothes, and made sure nothing got burned, and decided to take a walk before dinner.

Naturally, I ended up where I got my first blowjob, and looking around, I saw it. I had a difficult time keeping from laughing, as I saw the surveillance camera. Yep, best guess is that we had put on a show last night for someone’s amusement. So naturally, at dinner with Sandra and the other couple, I mentioned the fact that I had noticed the numerous surveillance camera's throughout the boat. Of course, the guy said that they're even equipped with night vision. The face of Sandra was priceless. And I did hear about it as we waited for the show to start later on. No, no hanky panky that night, save for our hands in each others laps, fondling each other during the show. And we did find a secluded spot after wards in the lounge, where we necked a bit, my hands getting a good grasp of her fine breasts. I had her back to her room by eleven, with her promising me she would call me in the morning to let me know when Callie and the girls get off the boat.

Sleep was hard to come by. Heck, I was worried that I would embarrass myself with this woman. Yes, I was pretty confident that I was going to get some. I think that's what was bothering me. Why would she be interested in me in the first place? I'm just a year older than her daughter, young enough to be her son. And why should it bother me? I knew that after this cruise was over, that she would be out of my life. Or at least, I was figuring that would be the case.

At nine the next morning, the ringing of the phone brought me to my senses. I stumbled for it, answering with "Hello."

"Have you eaten, Doug?" Sandra asked from the other end of the line.

"No, not yet."

"Well do, and then come to my cabin." She said before the line went dead. I smiled, turned and saw my cabin mate, dead to the world. I smiled even broader, thinking that the dumbass probably hasn't gotten any yet, and I'm about to. Yeah, I was feeling a bit smug. I was dressed and eating in ten minutes. At nine-thirty, I was at her cabin door, knocking lightly. The door opened, slightly, and I stepped inside. Turning, she closed the door, and soon the robe she was wearing was on the floor behind her. We embraced, and kissing passionately. She pushed me back to the bed, and crawled up my body, saying "Okay Douglas. Next lesson. eating pussy."

Soon she was on her knees, straddling my face, and I was flicking my tongue across her clit with wild abandon. I must have been doing it right, for as she gyrated on my face, she was gasping for breath, and doing a lot of moaning. Then, her wet bush got even wetter, as her cream drenched my face while she yelled out as her body shook above me.

She rolled off my face, and I was up and pulling my shorts off. My cock sprang out, and she watched it bob up and down, a smile on her face, as I got on my knees between her cocoa thighs. She pulled her legs apart wide, and I sank all nine inches of my white cock into her brown twat. She tilted her head back, closing her eyes and groaned, saying "Oh god, Doug. This does feel good." I lowered my face to her face, and we kissed as I started enjoying my very first pussy. The thought of that didn't help me from keeping from cumming, as I groaned, with my rock hard cock erupting and sending ropes of cum deep inside of her. I felt her body shudder, as she kissed me harder, she herself having another cum.

I raised my body up and looked at where we were joined. So did she, seeing my pale, pinkish white cock inside her fuckhole. My cream was leaking out a bit, as I started pumping her again. She giggled, saying "Oh god Doug, you didn't go soft. This is good."

I laughed, as my hands fell onto her fantastic breasts, saying "Yeah, it's more than good. it's great."

She sighed, putting her hands on my hips, guiding me at a pace that she would prefer, as she said "Yes, and we've four hours of loving to do." And that we did, with her tight, silky cunt getting me off three times. each time was after a very long ride, in three other positions. After missionary, I climbed on top of her in a long sixty-nine, where I grinned and bared it so to speak, licking my cum from her well-fucked twat as she sucked my oiled cock. Then, I took her doggie-style, her fine, round brown ass sticking up in the air, my hands on her waist, and her face and shoulders buried against the mattress. Occasionally, when she was about to erupt in orgasm, she would push her upper body up and brace her forearms against the wall, thrusting her ass back against me as I pumped her hard and fast. Then after a brief rest, she sucked me to hardness once more, and climbed on top of me, riding my hard cock to her own pleasure as my hands enjoyed kneading her soft flesh, especially her round soft breasts.

We ended it in the bathroom, where we went in to showered together. She had her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her against the wall, while the warm water from the shower washed over us. She came so damn hard that she bit down on my shoulder, leaving a nice set of teeth marks. As we dried off, she mentioned it would probably be best if I wear a shirt the remained of the cruise while out in public. It ended up that where she bit me was black and blue for a week. By the time we were finished satisfying each other, we were exhausted and hungry, as we headed up to one of the ships restaurants to grab a bite to eat. She then suggested that I should go get some rest before dinner, for she didn't want me falling asleep during the evening meal, nor in the theater for the show.

So once in my room, I crashed after setting the alarm for twenty minutes before dinner, which would give me plenty of time. And, when the alarm went off, I felt beat. My legs were sore, as was my upper body. And let's not forget about my pecker. It felt like it was going to fall off. Not that I was complaining, for the four times that Sandra allowed me to dump loads into her hot body is four more than I had done previous in my life. So, with a aching smile on my face, I went off to dinner. Sandra did tell me to act cool, and not show any kind of affection towards her, and I did a reasonable job of it, as I chatted away with her and the other couple at our table. I guess though, that neither one of us were that good at concealing our affection though.

The other couple, sometime during the meal, the end of the main course actually, I started to take notice of something. The wife kept stealing glances my way, and whenever we made eye contact, she would smile slightly. This was going on the rest of the meal, and I wasn't the only one to notice it. Then, just as we were getting ready to leave, the husband asks Sandra, "So, what are you doing this evening?"

Sandra, she's good, she must have sensed something, for she replied, "Oh, probably joining my daughter and her friends in the disco. I sort of promised to spend some time with them this evening for a change."

I had no idea if she had this planned or was just making it up. He then turned to me, and asked "And what about you, Douglas?"

I wasn't thinking as good as Sandra, as I replied, "Nothing, actually. Probably just go up and sit on the deck and watch people."

The wife, she smiled, a sweet looking smile, as she asked "Well, why don't you join us later. We'll be in the library in an hour, maybe we’ll go have a drink."

I was tripping over my words trying not to look at Sandra for help, as I stammered out "I, uh, well..."

He bellowed out with laughter, saying "Oh come on, Doug. Come and keep an old couple company for an evening. We would like to hear more about you, anyway."

"Yes Doug. Why don't you go with them?" stated Sandra."

I glanced at her, a bit in shock and wonderment, before quickly looking at them, and saying "Yeah, sure. It would be nice."

She smiled, saying "Good, maybe we could even play a game of cards."

I chuckled a bit nervously, responding with "Uh, yeah, of course, that would be fun."

I really don't think I said it very emphatically, as they rose and he said as they turned to walk out, "Good, see you in an hour then."

I watched them leave, and I heard Sandra say "What ever you do, don't look my way."

I went to finishing my dessert, and said "Okay."

A few seconds went by, and she then said "Just as I thought."

I asked "What?", without turning my head.

"He turned to see if we were talking. "Listen, I'll be in my cabin." she said, as she stood up to leave. "Go to yours and I'll call you in fifteen minutes."

She didn't wait for a reply, as I finished desert number two. Yes, I was a bit confused. Why would she say that? And what is she up too?

I saw her exit the dining room, and I rose and did the same once I was finished eating. Once in my room, I dialed her cabin number, and she answered it with "Doug."

"Yeah, it's me." I said, asking "Listen, I'm sorry. I really would rather spend time with you this evening."

She giggled, "That's okay, it's just as well anyway."

I was a bit hurt, and she could tell it in my voice, as I said "Huh? What do you mean?"

She giggled, and said "You did such a good job that my period kicked in this afternoon about two days early."

I said dejectedly, "Oh."

She laughed some more, and then said "But don't you worry, I've a feeling you'll be getting some more action real soon."

"What you mean? You said your period started?" I asked, and boy was I confused.

"Listen honey, I've a feeling that John and Mable are going to want to do more than just play cards." She responded.

John and Mable, so that's their names. I said "Yeah, they said they wanted to sit around and talk some...." That's when it hit me, as I heard Sandra snort from trying not to laugh. "Oh." I said, rather surprised. "You, um, mean they...wow!"

She was laughing hard now, and said "Listen, I was watching them the whole meal. At first, I suspected that they knew about us. But then, the more I watched her watching you, I knew there's an interest there. And, just before he asked you, they were looking at each other and Mable nodded to him."

"But, what if you're mistaken?" I asked.

"If I'm mistaken, you'll be rather bored this evening...if I'm correct, you're going to be one tired boy by morning."

"Shoot Sandra, I'm tired now!" I stated loudly. Then I asked "So, what should I do?"

"It's probably a game of theirs. To seduce young men for their pleasure. Just play along." she replied.

Then a thought hit me, "Shit, you don't think he's like into other guys, do you? Christ, I don't want no other man's cock touching me!"

She howled with laughter, and said "Don't worry bout that, if he shows interest in that, just tell him no." I heard a door open in the background, and female voices, and she said "Okay, talk to you tomorrow.", before hanging up.

Crap, now I was thinking, now what? I waited, and with a few minutes left, headed up to the library. When I entered the room, I found them both sitting on a couch. They smiled as I entered and came and took a seat opposite them on another couch. There was no one else inside, as he said "Well, glad you decided to join us, Doug."

I smiled, a bit nervously, as I replied, "Oh, I really didn't have a better offer."

She giggled, and said "Well, that's good."

For the next thirty minutes we talked. Well, actually, I talked. They asked me questions, and I took time to answer each one All were rather mundane. About where I was from, my family, my major in college, my social life, which wasn't much, and even the weather of northern Indiana. Then, Mable asked "You know, it's a bit warm in here. Why don't we go to our suite? We can get a deck of cards and play a while to pass the time."

I croaked out "Sure.", while thinking that maybe Sandra is right.

They got up, and so did I. John went to a table and picked up a deck of cards, while asking me as I followed them out "What card games do you play, Doug? Poker? Rummy?"

I answered "Yeah, I’ve played those." as we walked out into the corridor, adding " I've played hearts."

She fell back from him, along side of me, and I about jumped when she tucked her arm in mine, saying "Oh good, I love playing hearts."

Damn! She just pressed the side of her breasts against me. We entered the elevator and went up a few decks, with them babbling on about something, I wasn't really paying much attention. For I was thinking that this is totally bizarre. Exiting the lift, we went down a corridor and John opened the door and allowed her and I to enter ahead of him. My eyes bugged out. A large suite with a balcony. She guided me to the center of the room, just past the bed, and said as she let go of my arm, "Let's see, why don't we play on the floor?", as she went to the bed, and pulled off the large pillows, saying "We can sit or lay against these for comfort."

John went to a wall and switched on the overhead lights, saying "And this should give us plenty of light to see."

I took a seat, and sad "Um, you mind if I take off my shoes?"

She sat across from me, with John to my right, and she smiled, saying "No, not at all, make yourself comfortable."

I kicked off my shoes, and looked about the room, and she said "Oh, John dear, how about some drinks?"

John jumped to his feet, saying "No problem, how about it young man, care for a beer?"

"I, um, don't drink, John." I said.

He looked at me, in shock, as he said "Don't drink? And you're in college?"

She laughed, saying "Get him a coke dear." She then looked at me, and added "Alcohol really isn't good for you, anyway." She started talking some more, but something else caught my attention. That long black dress she's wearing, for the bottom of it had risen up to her knees, and I thought for sure I got a shot at her crotch. Which, is no big deal, but I don't think she's wearing any panties. I'll be, Sandra is right. My poor cock. I lose my virginity and will probably wear the damn thing off in one day!

Drinks were soon served, and John said as he sat down, shuffling the cards, stated "Okay, let the fun begin." Now why was Mable smirking?

We played hearts for an hour, before John ended up winning. It didn't help my cause that I was soon seeing more and more of Mable’s snatch. Yes, she was most definitely not wearing panties. As a matter of fact, she's shaved down there! Her pale pussy lips were long and narrow, and I could see her enlarged clit sticking out at the top between them. And every time she flashed me her beaver, she would catch me looking, and just smile.

We then started playing poker, and she laid out across the floor, propping her upper body up with her right elbow. Two hands, and I won them both, so I was feeling quite happy. Now, by this time, I was on my second coke. Big deal, right? John however, was on his fourth beer, and Mable on her third. Mable, after I won that second game, started to get up, saying "I need to go freshen up.", as she went on into the bathroom. John went and fetched himself another beer, and I sipped some of my cola.

Mable comes back out, and instead of sitting across from me, she sits right next to me, as John then goes to the bathroom. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable, as Mable asks, "So Doug, you enjoying yourself so far."

Trying not to sound like a smartass, I said "Immensely."

She giggled, her hand falling on my thigh, and she said "I think you'll like it more soon."

I turned to look at her, and she leaned into me, her lips hitting mine. Oh god, she slipped her tongue into my mouth. And I returned the favor, our tongues dancing together.

I heard John come out from the bathroom, but Mable wasn't about to stop the kiss. And when she did, I took a deep breath, and turned and saw John sitting there, with not a stitch on, stroking his pale little cock. Mable laughed, and said "Whew, I think we're under dressed, Doug." With that, she raised up onto her knees, and pulled her dress off over her head. Damn, not even a bra either! And those breasts, a lot bigger than Sandra’s, and firm. Darn tits looked like boulders! My mouth was hanging open, as she leaned back on her heels, and looked at me as she tossed the dress to the side, and asked "Well boy, what you waiting for? Get those clothes off."

I fumbled with my shirt, as her hands fell to my pants, helping me get out of my clothes. Soon I was naked as her, and we were laying on the floor on our sides, our arms wrapped about each other, and my cock pressing against her tummy with those fantastic tits of hers shoved into my chest. She then stopped kissing me and rolled away, while reaching down and grabbing hold of my swollen pecker. She laughed, saying "Damn! I told you he had a big cock."

John chuckled, and I saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking his cock, and he said "Yeah, you were right about that. But then, you usually are."

I had no time to wonder what he meant by that statement, as she swung around and soon was pushing her cunt into my face. I felt her lips wrap around the head of my cock, and she moaned while sliding her mouth down my shaft. I started licking her slit, finding her clit and began attacking it with quick flicks of the tongue. God was I in heaven, as I feasted on her cunt. And in no time, she was grinding her snatch down on my tongue and lips, as I spied her little brown hole and sank the tip of my forefinger into her anus. She groaned as I started wiggling my fingertip inside of her, and I was surprised that she didn't try stopping me. Something was telling me that she would enjoy this, as I lapped away with my tongue.

She then went stiff, and my cock erupted inside her hot mouth as she let go with a scream that was thankfully muffled by my hard dick. I was surprised at how much girl juice splashed into my face, as she flowed like the proverbial river. She pushed herself up with a hand on my hip, while the other pulled hard on my shaft. I heard her gasp out, "Damn this boy, he's got some raw talent."

John laughed, saying "I bet that nigger taught him a thing or two this morning."

Say what? Mable scolded him, "Now John, don't talk like that." She then rose up, lifting her wet snatch from my face, and walked to her husband. I pushed my body up onto my elbows, and watched in amazement as she turned around, reached back behind her and grabbed his dick. She closed her eyes, and guided it to her asshole. I snorted, seeing that she wanted his dick in her ass. She groaned as her butt took all five inches of his meat, before settling down on his lap, a smile on her face. I was stroking my swollen meat, watching as she started to move her hips, while making soft moans. She then opened her eyes, and looked at me, and said "Come here, Doug."

I grinned, and stood up and came to stand in front of her. She took hold of my cock with her hands, and lifted her legs up and out. I reached with my own hands and grabbed her tits, finally getting a good feel of those marvelous rocks of flesh. Yeah, I had figured that one out, she had a boob job done. For those puppies were standing out hard and proud. She stopped moving her hips, and I saw John's hands move around her waist to her belly. My cock was pulled by her to her twat, and I groaned as I sank into her nest. God, was it intense, for I could feel his swollen, much smaller pecker through the membranes of her cunt and butt.

She groaned out, saying "Come on, Doug. Fuck me good boy."

I was all for that, as I gripped her tits tightly and started pumping her slick cunt hard and fast. It didn't take maybe a minute for John to grunt, and I felt his throbbing pecker splatter it's payload into her bowels. I thought he would push her off, but he just held her tightly around the waist as I kept pummeling her pussy with long, fast, hard strokes. She had her head tilted back, her mouth wide open, grunting repeatedly with each stroke. And then, John said "Yeah boy, fuck my slut."

I laughed, "I sure the fuck am."

He then said "God son, you're balls are making a racket against her body." They were at that, as they were slapping hard against her ass and his balls. "I bet that little black bitch enjoyed you doing her, didn't she." I didn't respond. As a mater of fact, I really didn't like him mentioning Sandra in that tone of voice. He didn't stop talking, "Was her brown cunt tight?" I gritted my teeth, and picked up the pace somewhat.

Mable groaned out a long "Ohhhh goooddddd damn!" as her body convulsed into a long, loud orgasm, as I felt her cunt wrench onto my shaft. She had her hands on my shoulders at first, then she wrapped her arms around my neck, and she lifted herself up off his dick.

John said cheerfully, "Yeah, you doing good Doug. Mable loves a good hard dick." I was standing up, my hands on her ass as we fucked each other, with her howling away loudly, and John saying something else about Sandra's black body. I was close, real damn close, and finally I roared, as I felt my nuts tighten and my cum race through my shaft and try to drench her fire. She screamed out, her whole body spasming in my arms as I collapsed onto the bed on top of her, our lips kissing each others hot skin repeatedly. John was sitting up next to us, and he lifted her leg up, and said "Damn son, you must have pumped a gallon into her."

Mable, trying to catch her breath, stated, "It sure the hell felt like it." She then turned her face to me, and kissed my lips before saying "That was one of the best fucks I've had in a while, young man."

She pushed me away, and I pulled my deflating pecker from her twat. John pulled her legs around, and said "I'm surprised he had any left after nailing that nigger today."

My body flinched, and Mable jerked her head around and looked at me, for she felt my movement. She winked at me, and then turned her attention to her hubby, saying "That's enough, John. Now why don’t you get to cleaning me up while I give this little man some much deserved head."

Yeah, I wasn’t happy with the racist shit he was blowing. But then, Mable had my pecker in her hands, as I crawled over her head and allowed her to suck my soiled shank. He must have done a good job cleaning her up, for she had a nice orgasm while she was sucking my meat. I had recovered a good bit, when he stopped eating her messy crotch and rose up and sank his prick into her cunt. She kept on sucking me, as he grabbed her legs and pushed her knees to her chest and fucked her hard for maybe five minutes, before tensing up, saying "Oh gawd damn!" loudly as he dumped a load inside of her.

Pulling out of her, as she lowered her legs, he fell backwards against the headboard, his wilting pecker in his hand, an exhausted look on his face. Mable stopped sucking me, and sat up, saying to him, "Grab a blanket and a pillow, you can have the couch."

He was stunned at first, and then he laughed, saying as he did as he was told, "Damn, boy must be good."

She stood off the bed, and I did as well, my long hard cock swaying in the night air. She came to me and gave me a hug, before reaching for a blanket and saying "Come with me."

I followed her to the sliding door of the balcony, and she opened it and stepped outside with me following her. It was a warm night, and we could see the lights of an island we were passing way off in the distance. She hugged me once more, and pushed me down onto the chair, and sat on my lap, with me guiding my sore pecker into her warm bit of paradise.

She then reached over and shut the door, and grabbing the blanket, she covered us up. Her feet were up on top of my knees, as I gently thrusted up into her while she rocked on my cock. She sighed, leaning her head back and I kissed the hot skin of her neck. Turning her face, we kissed, and enjoyed the warm tropical breeze.

Nothing was said, as we were both lost for a bit. I for one, didn't know what to say. Like, nice cunt, for an old lady. Of course, today I've nailed two women, one old enough to be my mom. And the second darn near old enough to be my grandma. "Sorry about that.", she finally stated.

"About?"" I asked.

She giggled, and kissed my cheek softly, and explained "About John's racist comments." I sighed, not saying anything. "I've a confession to make." she then said.

"Oh? About what?"

She giggled, "We were spying on you this morning. We saw you at breakfast, and I followed you to her deck. I saw you enter her cabin this morning at nine-thirty."

I felt a bit strange, and after a few seconds, I said "Oh."

"We waited for two hours for you to come out, before we decided you were probably enjoying her." She then giggled, adding "And her you." My left hand was kneading the hard flesh of her left breast, as my right hand was diddling her clit. She sighed, and asked, "Tell me, Doug. Was she good?"

I chuckled, saying a bit sarcastically, "Well yeah."

She laughed softly, her fine body shaking on top of me. "So, you mind telling me how often you two did it?"

I stuttered out "I, uh, well."

"Oh don't worry, I won't tell John." She then sighed adding "If you want, I'll even tell him that you two didn't do anything." She turned to look at my face, and kissed my lips, adding then "He would deserve it anyway."

I snorted, and squeezed her tight. Finally, I said "Four. We did it four times."

She gasped, "Four?! Damn boy, you're on your third time with me as it is." We both laughed, before settling down a bit. She sighed, as she rubbed her back against my chest, saying "I want it four times as well, Doug."

Chuckling, I said "What ever the lady desires."

With that, she lowered her feet to the floor, and leaned forward. Then with her hands on my knees, and my hands on her waist, she started to ride me hard. And just like before, when she came, I jettisoned another healthy cumload deep inside her hot body. She collapsed back against me, and now, as the blanket had fallen off of us, we snuggled together, feeling the warm, night breeze flow over our hot bodies. Eventually, we went back into the cabin, past her snoring husband, and into bed. She spent a good forty minutes sucking on my tired meat, before getting it to a serviceable condition. And then, with her on her back, we entwined our legs as I laid on my side, and I entered her once again. I did her slowly for probably over an hour, just enough motion to get her going, before slowing down and making her whimper in frustration. Finally, at about two in the morning, I rolled on top of her, and with me up on my knees and her ankles up on my shoulders, I drilled her hard and fast, before we finally came for one final time together.

We were resting in each others arms, before she said "Doug, before you go, I would like to thank you. You were fantastic."

I wasn't hurt, for I knew that I was just another notch in her belt. I chuckled, and kissed her forehead, saying "I enjoyed this evening tremendously, Mable."

Sighing, she said "You understand of course, that this was most likely only a one night stand."

Laughing softly, I replied, "Well, yeah. I figured that out already."

"You're going to make one woman a wonderful mate, my boy. And I'm sure when word gets out at how nice a cock you have, you'll be a busy man."

I joked, "Well, if you could, could you pass that along?"

She giggled, kissing me quickly, "Yeah, I'll do just that whenever I run into a young lady that needs it."

"Um Mable, you mind me asking you something?" I asked.

She knew the question, "Why we do this?" I nodded my head yes. "Well, long story, but John can't always satisfy my needs. As a matter of fact, tonight was the first night that he was able to go twice. So, when we're on a cruise, we tend to scout around for any available male or males." I tensed up at that, and she laughed, giving my lips a quick kiss, before adding "Yeah, more than one cock is great. And a good half-dozen is fuck’n unbelieveable." She rolled off the bed, pulling me by the hand. She bent over and picked up my clothes, adding "Now, get dressed, for I do need the rest, and so do you. For John has something set up with three guys for tomorrow night for me." I started pulling on my pants, and then my shirt and shoes, as she said "Eight times,! Damn boy, you're going to sleep like a baby!"

I stood, and she hugged me tightly, giving me a kiss good-bye as she opened the door. Once in the hall, I staggered down and went to the elevators, making my way back to my cabin down deep inside the ship. And once there, I found Ken sleeping, grumbling something about what the fuck was I doing out so late. I crashed, not hearing him get up a few hours later. It was about noon when I finally got up. Not that I wanted too. I was starving! I made my way into the bathroom and took a much deserved shower. Yeah, I smelled like a whorehouse. God, sex is wonderful, but boy do you stink bad after wards. Once cleaned up, I started for a restaurant. I had thought about calling Sandra, but decided against it. The ship was in port, as I sat down and ate while watching people again. I still felt a bit weak, as I headed back down to my cabin. I was thinking about just returning to bed, or maybe even getting in my suit and heading up to the pool deck to relax some, but entering my room, I saw the message light on my phone blinking. I picked it up, and found a message from Sandra, asking me to call her.

I dialed her cabin number, and she answered it, and I said "Hi, it's Doug."

I was expecting her to be mad, but she giggled, saying "So, where you been?"

I replied "I just finally got up and had breakfast."

"The girls are on the island, come up to my cabin." was her next statement, before the phone went dead.

I cringed. Yeah, I enjoy sex. But, I was a bit sore, not to mention extremely tired! I pulled my shorts off and put on my swimsuit, just in case we were heading to the pool. In five minutes, I was knocking at her door. She opened it up, and I saw her sly smile as I walked on past her and took a seat on her bed. She looked at me, and laughed, saying "Damn Doug, you look like shit."

I snorted, responding emphatically with "I feel like shit!"

She came over and sat next to me, snuggling up against me, giggling as she said "That old white woman wear your white ass out?"

I defended myself, "Well, that gorgeous black woman I had the pleasure of knowing earlier in the day didn't help." She laughed, and we kissed. Once done kissing, I asked "So, you're not mad?"

She smirked, "Only about being on the rag so I can't have your big young white dick inside of me the rest of this darn cruise."

I sighed, "Good thing, or I would be fucked to death."

"So, you going back for a repeat performance?" she asked.

I shook my head no, saying "Nah, seems he's got some guys lined up for her tonight." Her eyes bugged out at that bit of news, and I laughed, saying "I'm serious, that's what she said as I left their cabin this morning."

She then chuckled, and asked "Well, there's more nights on the boat. You could be invited back?"

"Nah, I don't think so." I responded.

"What's the matter, didn't you do her good enough that she wouldn't want you back?" she asked.

"No it's not that. It's just that, well, I really don't want to get involved with them."

She said sarcastically, "Oh my. He gets some finally and then he gets a bit picky." I frowned, and she noticed I was a bit uncomfortable. "Oh, there's more to it than that." She asked with a bit of concern in her voice, "He didn't try anything with you, did he?"

I laughed, "God god no, that wasn't it at all."

"Then what?" she asked.

I frowned, "You might get mad."

She looked puzzled, before she had a mad look on her face, as she asked "You didn't tell them about us, did you?"

I defended myself, saying "I didn't need to. She followed me after breakfast yesterday and watched me go into your cabin. And then she waited for two hours for me to come out."

Now she looked pissed, "And you admitted to them that you nailed my ass!?"

I said loudly, "No! Now listen, I didn't tell him a thing. But even though I didn't say anything about it, he kept going on about me doing you, and he was being a bit racist while saying it."

That shut her up, for a moment, as she said "Oh." Then she scowled, asking "What exactly did he say?" I stared back at her, not saying a thing. She took a deep breath, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed heavily before saying "Never mind, I can just imagine." Then she said "Wait a minute, you said you didn't tell him, did you tell her?"

I sighed, "Eventually, yes. But hours later, after she made him shut up by cleaning up her pussy with his mouth after I nailed it good." Oh yes, the shock on her face.

All she said was "Wow!" She came back to my side, and didn't say anything for a few minutes. She had her hand on my swim trunks, on my half-hard pecker. I couldn’t believe that it was even alive! She then asked "So, was she good?" I snorted, not believing she asked that. She then said "I mean, did you have a good time?"

"I'm not sure if it's polite to kiss and tell, Sandra." I stated.

She said defensively, "But what did you tell her about us?"

Oh Christ, is this jealousy? I responded with "I didn't tell her much, except that we did it four times. And she told me that she expected the same. That was when we were on the balcony. And he was snoring on the couch."

"You guys did it on the balcony?" I nodded my head yes. She sounded a bit depressed, "Darn, I would like that." I chuckled a bit, and she asked "So, what else did you guys do?" I looked at her, as if she was nuts for asking, and she said "Come on, you can tell me."

I laughed at first, but I then told her about the whole evening, leaving out the exact racist comments, but still letting her know that there were a few time that I did not appreciate his mouth. When I was done filling her in with all the juicy details, she sighed heavily again, stroking my cock which she now had out of my shorts, saying "Life ain't fair, Doug. First, you're way too young for me, so anything after this cruise is out of the question. And second, my period started so I can't enjoy you and your cock any more."

I said "Well now, anything long term is probably wishful thinking on both our parts, Sandra. But, I don't see myself getting attached to anyone soon, so if you want to pay me a visit some weekend, I'll gladly see to your needs if you see to mine."

She moved her face to my dick, and said "You don't give yourself enough credit, Douglas." She inhaled my dick, and I groaned loudly. She slid down and up a few times, and then released my meat from her wet mouth, saying "You know, when word gets out about your cock, you’ll get plenty." I started laughing when she said that, and she stopped pulling my dick and asked "What?"

"That's the same darn thing that Mable told me last night." I said.

She had a sly smile on her face, before pulling her shirt off, allowing her breasts to hang free. I reached out and grabbed one, kneading it, comparing it to the ones of Mable, as she went back to sucking my cock. It was a wonderful sight, her black face sucking my meat, as I had her black tit in the palm of my hand. And when I shot my load into the back of her mouth, it was a bit painful, but god did it feel good! Damn, nine times a woman has gotten me off since yesterday morning! Ten times if you include the blowjob from the night before that. And to think that I had never gotten anything before that time, fucking mind bogging! Inside I was laughing, wondering if this had something to do with a special alignment of planets or stars or something. Heck, it wasn't because I was living a righteous life. At least, not in mind!

After she swallowed the last drop, she sat up, saying "Oh by the way, there are others interested in you."

Laughing, I said "Damn! Mable said she was going to get the word out, but I didn't think it would be this fast."

She giggled, "No, I don't think she has yet." She sighed, "I tried calling you this morning, but your roommate answered the phone. He was a bit surprised when I asked for you, and he told me you were still asleep." She snorted, "The dumbass asked if I was the reason you didn't get in until three in the morning."

"God, was that the time?" I stated.

She laughed, "Anyway, the girls wanted you to go to the beach with them today."

I shrugged, "Yeah, so what." She gave me a look, one of not believing I was that daft. It hit me, and I said "Oh, really?" in a soft, surprised voice.

She sighed, and kissed my chin, "Yeah, I think they were impressed from the other day. Now they're curious."

I chucked at first, before asking "Are you sure?"

She laughed, "Oh yeah, I'm sure." She then said "I have to tell you something, since you told me about last night, it's only fair I hold tell you."

"Okay, what?" I said

She pointed to a door, on in the wall that leads to an adjoining room, "The other three have the next cabin. I had the door open last night, pretending to read. And they were talking about you."

"About me? I said a bit stunned, "What about?"

She laughed, "They were wondering about your dick, about how big it might get when hard."

I grinned, and asked "So did you tell them?"

"No!" She said loudly. "I'm not about to telling them about my sex life." She then quickly calmed down, and went on to say "They all said it would be interesting to try your dick out, once they see how big it gets."

I smiled at the thought, but then frowned, saying "It’ll probably never happen."

She squeezed my shaft tightly, saying "Maybe not. But then, maybe it will. You just keep your head up, and see what happens."

I exhaled, saying "Whew, this is going to be one memorable cruise for me after all."

She laughed, as she scooted her ass off the bed, and pushed her shorts off, "Yeah, I'm sure it has been so far. Now come on, let's go to the pool and relax for the rest of the day."

She quickly donned her bathing suit, and we made our way to the pool deck, where we laid in the shade and relaxed the rest of the afternoon. About four, the girls showed up, and after a brief conversation between Callie and her mom, they were off to somewhere else on the boat. I pretended to be ignoring them, but I was watching them looking me over. The other day, it was just a quick glance, followed by frowns. This time, no frowns. Just a bit longer looks, and curious looks at that.

And once they were out of ear shot, I said "Darn Sandra, you might be right."

She snorted, "I'm a woman, I'm always right. Now don't you forget that."

I chuckled, and thought about this, then asked "So, you're okay with this. I mean, if anything happens, like, between me and your daughter?"

"Or the other girls as well?" she asked, before answering her own question, "No, I'm cool with it. More cool than you with Mable." I was about to ask what the difference was, but decided best if I let sleeping dogs lie. She obviously sensed that, for she smiled. A few minutes went by, and I was watching nothing in particular, when she stated "You're a fast learner, Doug."

I had a hard time keeping from breaking out in a fit of laughter, as I said "Thank's Sandra." I closed my eyes, and quickly the warm air had me sleeping like a babe on the lounge chair.

A hand pushed on my shoulder, and I jerked my body upright, seeing it was Sandra. She asked "You getting hungry?"

I stated as I looked about, seeing the sun was a bit low, "Yeah, what time is it?" I saw the clock, and it read six-thirty. "Holy shit, we've missed dinner!"

"Just as well. I really don't think I want to see that racist white bastard anyway!", she stated a bit nastily. She stood and said "Come, go change and meet me back here in thirty minutes. We'll eat in one of the other restaurants."

I just nodded as I headed down to my cabin. No sign of my traveling companions, as I changed and came back up to the pool deck to wait. Well, at seven-ten, still no sign of Sandra. At seven-thirty, I was a bit discouraged, until I finally saw her and her daughter and the other three young ladies. Sandra smiled, saying "I've brought some company along.", as she turned and continued a conversation with her daughter. It was a interesting meal. I didn't say much, for Sandra was doing all the talking. Seems she was telling a story or two, interesting ones at that, as I enjoyed them as well.

When we were finished, as we were getting up to leave, Sandra asked "So, what are you girls doing tonight?"

Callie answered her mom, "We're heading to the disco."

I felt a bit awkward, and especially so when Kate asked me, "Hey Doug, you mind going with us? It might help to keep the other guys away."

I stuttered out "Why, uh,.."

Sandra laughed, He would love too, ladies." And then I was surprised as she walked on by, saying over her shoulder, "You guys have fun. I'm going back and read a book."

I was a bit astonished, as Kate and Callie each grabbed one of my hands and pulled me towards the exit. Why was I feeling a bit light headed? This should not be happening! Here I was, walking between two adorable young ladies, with two more at my heels, heading to one of the ships nightclubs. To do what? I had no idea. Okay, I've never been on a date before. That’s fact. Hell, I’ve never been inside a club or disco or any sort of nightlife before until the other night with Sandra! Now, here I was, at a table with four women, with music blaring and destroying my senses. It turns out that Jeanne is the oldest, and over twenty-one. So naturally, she started buying drinks, First telling the waiter they were for her, but eventually handing them off to the other three, and ordering her a new round. From what I could understand, they had been doing this the whole cruise so far.

It was explained to me, a bit rough with the music, that at first, the wait staff frowned at this activity. but eventually, by the second night, things were loosened up and drinks were arriving a bit faster, with all four girls obviously enjoying the alcohol. We only stayed seated for a short time, before Jeanne was the first to drag me out onto the dance floor. Yeah, I dance like shit. And the girls, as they took turns dancing with me, commented about that. They weren't nasty about it, they were actually laughing, telling me that I should learn to dance.

And about the other males on board. They were right. At first, they stayed away from the table, eyeing me up suspiciously. And whenever I went to the dance floor with one girl, the guys would move in on our table for a potential kill. The girls, however, were not interested in them. They even got tired of the attention, for after I danced with each girl twice, they all decided we should all five dance together. By then, each girl had polished of two drinks. God I would hate to see Jeanne’s Seapass account, if she's been the one buying the booze. I, on the other hand, had been sticking to Pepsi. The last hour, it seemed we never left the dance floor, before finally they pulled me to the exit, all four a bit lit, as I had my arms across the back of the shoulders of all four ladies as we walked out the doors of the disco. The looks on the faces of the guys was priceless! And as for my traveling companions, I didn't see any of them, and of course, I was thinking that they were most likely in the casino.

I escorted them to their cabin, and they all four gave me hugs and kisses goodnight, telling me that they expected me to go with them to the beach on the morning. Once I got to my cabin, I was exhausted. I showered and crashed, thankful that Ken wasn't around. In the morning, as I was getting up to leave, Ken came staggering in at just a bit before seven. There was something about him, that wasn't right, as he walked by me and fell onto the bed. He didn't even bother taking his clothes off, as he grabbed the blanket, mumbling some nonsense about some woman, and covering his head with the covers. I heard the other two just getting back to their cabin as well. And of course, I didn't put two and two together.

After eating breakfast, I called Sandra's room, and found that the girls were leaving in forty minutes for shore. I was expected at their room in thirty minutes. I figured in all likelihood, it would be an hour before we get off the ship. I returned to my cabin, and Ken lifted his head, looked at me, and closed his eyes and covered his head. I laughed as I grabbed my swimsuit, saying "Rough night last night, huh?"

He groaned, saying "God yeah. We did some woman while her husband watched."

I froze, thinking that no, it had to be someone else. "Really? Interesting. Does she do this sort of thing often?"

He muttered out something, and I couldn't hear him, asking as I went to grab a towel to say it again "She said every night so far. The night before she had some guy that earlier nailed some black woman earlier in the day."

I smirked, as I said "Is that so?"

"Yeah, as she made us finally leave, she said we would be so damn lucky to be as good as him.", he said, adding "Fucking slut."

My knees felt weak. Very weak. I didn't say a word. God, I wanted too. But if I made it known that I was the one with Mable the night before, they would know that I had been with Sandra. And then they would see I was with the other four, and I didn't want to share. That is, if I get any at all. I cheerfully made my way up to Sandra’s cabin, and I was right, sort of. It was ninety minutes before we even left the ship, as I sat in Sandra's room, listening to the girls in the next room getting ready, with the door between the two cabins partially opened. Sandra just kept glancing my way, a slick smile on her face, and I kept lifting my hands mouthing the question 'What?'.

Eventually, we left the boat, and after a bus ride, for this was one of the cruise's onshore excursions, we ended up at a beach. It turns out there was a nude section, and all four had me carrying their shit down to it, where we all got naked in the sun. I was happy to see that my pecker didn't react in the worse way. And, pleasantly surprised when the girls kept me involved in conversation for most of the day. Of course, the first thing was the application of sun block. And, the little shits had me apply it on each of their backsides, including their fine asses. I gently applied it, working it in with my fingers and palms, before moving on to the next girl. Of course, they had me roll onto my stomach and applied a liberal amount to my back and ass. And I had to admonish them for rubbing my hairy big balls.

I also turned a bit red when they said I should do my self down there, so it don't get burned. They smiled wickedly as I applied some to my shaft. I think they were a bit disappointed that I didn't get into an aroused state. But truth be told, I was still a bit worn out from the other day and night. So, it was a pleasant day at the beach, save for the beach hawkers, who kept pestering us. Each girl got some hair braided, and each bought a piece of worthless jewelry at an exaggerated cheap price. But all during the time on the beach, and in the water, the four of them kept touching me as if I was their long lost lover. No, I'm not complaining, quite the contrary. But, well, I really was a bit overwhelmed. I mean, I was wondering how far they would take this. After all, I'm not attractive, nor do I have any social skills.

We finally packed things up at about two, and headed back for the boat. By then I was famished, and so were they. None of us had eaten since morning breakfast, and the potential for lunch at the beach was rather slim and didn't seem to be of high standards. So back at the boat, all four of us made a bee line for someplace to eat. After that, we went to their cabin, where we found Sandra reading her book, and I sat with them for a spell, before finally about five announcing that I was heading for my cabin to change out of my swimsuit and get into some clothes. I was a bit giddy when Kate and Callie volunteered to come along with me.

I was a bit disappointed to see that Ken was still in the cabin partially zonked out when I got there. His eyes got real damn big when the girls walked into the cabin right behind me. They of course were chattering away, commenting on how small my cabin was, as I grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom to change. Kind of strange, actually, changing in the bathroom, since today I had just spent for the second time on this trip a good amount of time bare ass naked around these girls. And while I was in the bathroom changing, they were telling Ken about our day at the nude beach. I was once again having a hell of a time keeping from busting out laughing, especially once I came out, dressed and ready to go, and saw Ken's look of complete shock. We said good bye to him, with me wondering how long until it'll take for him to go blabbing off to the other two. I sort of worried that he would think that Callie was the black girl that Mable told them about, but dissed that notion, for they would figure that it was just a coincidence.

Now once back at their cabin, we all sat around and chatted. Yeah, I was opening up a bit now. For starters, I was telling them about my life, figuring that it was rather boring to them. I guess they enjoyed it, for they kept their smiles. At six, Sandra came through the door, and asked Callie, "Dear, are you going to dinner with me this evening? I don't want to go alone."

Callie frowned, and I quickly said "Why don't we all go together like last night, to one of the other restaurants?"

The girls liked that idea, especially Callie, and they sent me into Sandra's room while they changed. She closed the door between the cabins, and smiled at me, asking "Well, how did it go?"

I had a big grin on my face, saying "Good so far." I then remembered about the guys, and in a low voice, I told her what Ken had said this morning. She was giggling at that news, as the girls opened the door finally, saying that they were ready. None of them, including I, were all that hungry. And all were a bit moody, saying that if they eat anymore, that they were afraid their clothes wouldn't fit. I, on the other hand, chowed down once again, with them looking on in wonderment.

Jeanne asked "Where does all that food go?"

I about died when Sandra quipped, "He needs it for at times he probably burns off a lot of energy."

Finishing up, Sandra asked "Okay, what you guys doing this evening. We've only two nights left after tonight on the boat."

They all four sort of shrugged their shoulders together, looking at one another, as Jeanne stated "I've already spent enough money on alcohol. Don't want to spend much more."

Kate explained, "Her Seapass is already over three hundred dollars."

"I'm sure you three will be paying her back your portion." stated Sandra. "We could go hit the casino." she added.

I laughed, saying "I'm not wanting to push my luck."

Sandra grinned, and although the girls laughed, that comment was lost on them. "Oh come on, Doug. We could play for a spell." Callie said a bit whiney.

I was a bit shocked, when Sandra said "Now Callie, if he doesn't want too, no use making him. Instead, how about I furnish the alcohol, and you guys can have your own party back in the cabin?"

I eyed her a bit suspiciously, while Kate said "You'll do that? Alright! Let's go."

She was grinning at me as I followed them all out, heading for their cabin. On the way, I heard Callie ask her mom, "Mom, why you want us to party in our cabin?"

She said wistfully, "Oh, I think it would be a lot safer. I’ve noticed too many single guys on board that have naughty intentions."

"Shoot, we've been good at turning them away so far." stated Lori. Nothing more was said about it as we made our way to the girls cabin. Sandra went into the other cabin through the adjoining door, and we heard her call room service ordering six strawberry daiquiris.

Of course, they arrived, and soon we were drinking them and sitting about. I was surprised at how well they tasted, for I normally do not drink. Anyway, there were three beds in the cabin, set up in a U-shape formation. I was on the middle bed, my back up against the wall, with Sandra on my right. The bed on my left had Callie and Kate, while Jeanne and Lori sat on the other one. It didn't take long for the first round of drinks to get polished off, and soon Sandra was up ordering four pitchers of drinks, this time margarita’s.

Now, like I said, I normally don't drink alcohol. I did this night, and I had a feeling that I would regret it in the morning. The first two pitchers were polished off by nine. I was feeling quite happy. That's when Sandra stood, and on wobbly legs, made her way to the other bedroom, announcing that she was calling it a night.

As soon as the door was closed, I saw four sets of eyes looking at me, devilish grins on their cute little faces. I snorted, asking loudly "What?"

Callie soon started laughing, and the others, all feeling very little pain, started laughing as well. Jeanne finally got the ball rolling, as she asked "So, what did you think of the nude beach? Did you like it?"

I laughed "Hell yeah!"

"You really weren't looking at the women, were you?" asked Lori.

"Kind of hard not too." I responded.

"Hey, I know." declared Kate, as she went to her suitcase, "Let's play strip poker."

I laughed while saying "Big deal. I've already seen you all naked."

Callie asked "But don't you want to see us naked again?"

"Shoot, I don't even want to see you wearing clothes." I blurted out.

"Actually, Kate wants to see your cock." Lori said giggling uncontrollably.

"So do you bitch!" Kate responded, throwing a pillow at her friend.

Lori squealed with laughter, and so were the others. When things calmed down, Jeanne asked "So, you going to take your clothes off Doug?"

I smiled, "Ladies first."

I was surprised as she stood up and pulled her shirt off, then removing her bra and throwing it at me. Oh yes, a nice pair. Small, each a bit bigger than a handful. Gentle sloping breasts with dark, pointy nipples. I pulled my shirt off, tossing it at her, saying "Okay, who's next?", all the while not believing that any of this is happening. Clothes started flying about, mine included. And for some reason, things quickly settled down, as we all looked about, and it occurred to me that no one in the room had an idea on what to do next. My pecker, it had swollen somewhat, but not even close to it's full extent. Callie asked "Is that as big as it gets?"

I snorted, "Nah, it's only partially hard."

She demanded "Well, make it bigger."

Laughing, I said "You make it bigger." She first stuck her tongue out, as the others were laughing at her, before she picked up another pillow and threw it at me. I ducked, and the pillow hit Lori smack in her healthy rack. Oh yeah, Lori. Hers by far were the biggest. A bit smaller than Mable's, but rounder, softer and a lot more natural looking, for they were.

After getting hit with the pillow, she said "Hey!" and winged it back at Callie. Then all hell broke loose, as each girl had a pillow in their hands and were swinging away, with me defending myself. Somehow I ended upon my back on the bed, and the girls were all above and around me. Jeanne was kneeling at my head, and she brought her left knee forward, her legs parting wide. I just smiled, wiggled my body towards her while on my back, my head now between her legs, and raised my head up, whole grabbing her hips. She froze at first, and she stopped swinging, dropping her lower body to see what I was doing. I couldn't see her face, for I pulled my face into her shaved twat, and flicked my tongue over her clit.

It took a good minute before the others caught on. By then, she was on all fours, her long brunette hair hanging down and covering my swelling cock, as I gave her sweet cunt a good tongue beating. Suddenly, I heard Kate ask, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Jeanne gasped out "God, he's eating me."

"Well, tell him to stop." Lori said.

Jeanne was rubbing her twat onto my lips, and said menacingly "Not yet, damn it!"

Another time where I had a hard time keeping from laughing. My fingers found her tight fuck hole, and I was exploring her opening with them, gently prodding her flesh, while suckling on her clit. I could feel her pointy boobs brushing against my bare skin, when she jerked her head up and said "OHHHH sshiiittttttt!" before moaning loudly as she came on my face. She rolled off, her body ending up against the wall, and I sat up, and pulled onto her with my arms and we kissed, my tongue exploring her hot mouth.

I heard Kate say "Damn, look at his prick!"

Jeanne stopped kissing me, and looked at my crotch. Yeah, I was at full mast, as she reached over and grabbed the shaft. She gently ran her fingers up and down it, and said breathlessly, "Damn!"

Callie asked "Was his tongue good?"

Jeanne looked at her, and said "Try it out for yourself."

Callie looked at her friend Kate, and elbowed her "You let him."

Kate was looking at my cock, and she shook her head no, saying "Uh-uh, I'm ovulating."

Lori laughed, saying "Just let him eat your pussy, girl."

Kate looked at Lori, then at my cock. She then lifted her face up, and looked at me. I smiled, for she was sitting cross-legged. She leaned back, uncrossing her arms and legs, giving me a great view of her pale, pinkish twat. I moved slowly off the bed, and knelt before the bed she was on. I reached around her back, and pulled her pussy to the edge of the bed. Oh yeah, what a sight. Looking up at her face, I saw her worried look, her small little breasts rising and falling rapidly. I kept eye contact, as I leaned forward and started to eat her out.

She watched for a short spell, before she closed he eyes and leaned her head back, declaring "Oh fuck!" Damn, this redhead snapper was mighty tasty. I heard movement behind me, and Lori laughed as she said "Hey Callie, get down here and I'll show you how to suck prick."

Callie responded with "No!"

Jeanne taunted her, "Go on girl. Get a better look."

Kate gasped out "Oh fuck!" as she started to buck her snapper against my face. I eased a pair of fingers inside of her, up to the first knuckle, and began to finger fuck her while circling her little hooded man. As I was getting her closer to the edge, I felt Callie move off the bed. Some more words were spoken to her by the other two, and then just Jeanne, for I felt my cock getting swallowed by Lori. Oh yeah, Lori's done this before. She was sucking just as good as Mable and Sandra. Then, her mouth left my dick, and another took it's place. Not as experienced, that's for sure. Very little grip with those lips, and soon Lori was telling her that.

"Come on Callie, suck on it harder. Use your hands to squeeze the shaft and pull on it." Lori instructed.

The mouth left my pecker, and I heard Callie protest, "But what if he cums in my mouth?"

Jeanne laughed, and so did I as I kept on attacking Kate orally, as Jeanne stated "You get a mouthful of man juice, girl. Just swallow and enjoy it when he eats you next."

A better mouth inhaled my cock, obviously that of Lori, as Callie stated "But I'll get pregnant if I swallow."

Jeanne was howling with laughter, but she fell silent as I heard her mother state loudly, "No you won't. Now suck that cock, girl."

Just then, Kate let out a wail, as her hands clutched my scalp while her whole body shook. I looked up to my right and saw Sandra in the next room. She had sometime earlier had opened the door, and in the darkness, I could just make out her form sitting on the bed, watching us. Looking back up at Kate, her face was a crimson red, as was her whole upper body. Her bright pink nipples were sticking out a good inch, swollen wide as thick a the tip of my pinky finger. God did I want to suck on them!

I leaned back onto my heels, and looking down, Callie was now sucking my wang, while Lori had reached over and was fondling her breasts. I put my hand on the back of my head, saying "Yeah Callie, suck my cock. Grip it hard...oh god, yeah." I was pumping her mouth faster than she was jerking my meat, when I clenched my teeth and grunted, spraying her tonsils with my thick and heavy load.

Jeanne shouted out "Damn girl, alright."

"Yeah Callie, you sucked your first prick." added Lori. Something tells me that Lori and Jeanne are a bit more experienced than Callie and Kate.

I rolled onto my back, my hand finding the nice round ass of Lori. I inserted a finger into her cunt, wiggling it, causing her to look at me and smile. And of course, I had forgotten about Sandra. and so did the others. I guess in their drunken haze, they didn't pay her any attention. Lori reached for Callie's arm, and pulled, saying "Come on Callie, time to ride his tongue."

Callie, as she was moving with a bit of apprehension, looked over her shoulder to Kate, asking "Was he good with it."

Kate was rubbing her tiny tits, a smile on her face, as she responded hoarsely with "Oh god yes."

Soon I was looking at her bare brown snatch, ready to be eaten. I pulled her snatch to my lips and went to work. She cooed softly, while I kept fingering Lori's tight box. Jeanne moved down to the floor to join us, and I felt her straddle my cock, rubbing her wet slit with it. Lori moved around, and as I did some munching, she started sucking on Callie's breasts. Callie’s tits were about the same size as Jeanne, only a nice chocolate brown color. Her dark brown nipples were swollen to about the same size as Kate's as Lori played and sucked on them, while she had me return to fingering her cunt.

Kate gasped out "Is he inside of you."

Jeanne said "Not yet, I'm just rubbing my clit against his hard bone. God it feels great." She was at that, sliding her wet slit back and forth along my shaft.

While riding my face, Callie gasped a few times, and moaned. Lori asked "Did you like sucking his dick.?"

Callie responded with a hoarse "Yeah."

"Did it taste good?" Kate asked her friend.

"It was, uh, okay, oh shhit!" Her body started to convulse as she was hit by her orgasm, her scream of joy muffled by the mouth of Lori.

As she returned to planet earth, Lori helped her off my face, and quickly took her place. This girl knows what she wants, and soon she was grinding her clean shaven snatch down on my face. She muttered out "Damn, he may be ugly, but he's got a fantastic tongue."

I heard Kate say "He sure does. It feels as long as his cock looks."

"Come on Jeanne, get it inside of you and I'll rub your clit." Lori said.

Lori was facing Jeanne, and I felt Jeanne turn around, rise up while holding onto my prick, then lowering herself down, her tight cunt engulfing my throbbing shaft. Yeah, paradise revisited. God, it felt good, her tight hot box as it engulfed all nine inches of my proud pecker. I groaned into Lori's cunt, my senses bombarded by the feel of Jeanne's rippling cunt walls, and the sweet and tangy smell and taste of Lori's fresh cunt.

heard Callie ask "Does it hurt?"

Jeanne chuckled, saying "No, not hardly. I feel full, though. God, do I feel full."

"Ride it sister." commanded Lori. "Make that cock blow it's load in you."

I started thrusting up into Jeanne's marvelous box, while she moved her hips back and forth, rising and falling and twisting that cunt of hers on my shaft. And all the while, Lori, as I ate her, was frigging her friends clit whole leaning over and sucking Jeanne's tits. This was all too much for me. I mean, I thought for sure that after my experiences from the other day, that I would last longer. But, well, I guess the idea of four young, healthy ladies was way too much for me. For I didn't last ten minutes when my pecker throbbed hard, as spurt after spurt of my seed spilled deep in her womb. My pulsing member must have triggered her own cum, for she also cried out, just as Lori drenched my face with her girl juice. Both climbed off of me, my still hard cock flopping down across my thigh, covered with globs of my sperm, and her slick cunt cream. Jeanne was sitting on the floor, her back up against the bed, while she had her right leg drawn up, her left leg spread out wide. She had her head tilted back, her chest rising and falling while she tried to catch her breath. I smiled, seeing my load oozing out of her dilated fuck hole.

"Darn Jeanne, you've sprung a leak." stated Lori.

"Is that his sperm dripping out?" asked Kate.

Jeanne snorted, saying "Yeah, I'm sure it is. God, it felt like someone had a water hose stuck up my cunt and turned it on full blast."

"Did it hurt?" asked Callie.

"Those weren't cries of pain, dear." I heard her mom say. I jerked my head around, and saw Sandra sitting on the floor at the door, a smile on her face. She smiled at Callie, asking "When's your period due to start, baby?"

Callie mulled it over, and finally said "Early next week."

Sandra sighed, saying "Well, that's too dangerous. And I'm sure none of you girls have any condoms, do you."

"Well, where can we get any condoms." she asked.

"No where right now." her mom replied.

Lori laughed, saying "I guess we could go door to door."

"Yeah, we could say it's for a good cause. We need to deflower two virgins." added Jeanne.

Sandra scolded them, saying "Now girls, you two be nice. Before two days ago, Doug was a virgin as well."

Kate asked innocently, "Now how do you know that?"

"Mom!" shouted out Callie, suddenly realizing what had happened. "You mean you had sex with him?"

Sandra smiled, as Lori crawled over and started sucking my cock, her tiny fingers gently rubbing my heavy balls. Sandra said softly, "Yeah, for five hours, two days ago. The boy may be ugly, but he's the equipment to satisfy any woman."

Jeanne, still with her eyes closed, giggled, adding "He sure the fuck does."

I was beaming, saying "Thank Sandra." as my hands fondled Lori's great rack. Of course, I was also wondering where this was all leading. I mean, this was all way too unreal. I've lost my virginity to Sandra two days ago, nailed another older woman that very same night. And now, I've gone down on four college girls that are my age, dumped a hefty load in the mouth of the daughter of the lady that took my virginity, pumped what she claims was a gallon of cum into the tight twat of another, and currently, a gorgeous blonde with the biggest tits of the group is gobbling down on my cock. I'm expecting to find myself waking up, and finding myself in prison with some guy named Bubba, with a smile on his face and a jar of Vaseline in his hands, leering at me in a sexual nature.

Sandra got to her knees, and said "Well, since you guys are going to keep poor Doug up with your noise, I might as well join in and have another drink." As she waked past Lori and I towards the pitcher of margarita's, she said "Hell, if I get drunk enough, I may go ahead and let him nail me even if I am flowing."

"Your period started early, didn't it mom?" asked Callie.

Sandra had poured a drink, and then was pouring one for each of us, a she replied, "Yeah, his darn cock must have triggered me to start early." She tuned around, and we made eye contact, and she smiled. As she walked to where her daughter was sitting, she reached out and ran her hand through my hair, saying "Go on Doug. I'm sure you’ve some more work to do."

I laughed, asking "But where do I continue?"

I felt a hand grab my arm, and turned to see it was Lori, as she exclaimed with a cute giggle, "You can continue by sticking that cock of yours inside of me, big boy." I was all smiles, as she pulled me to my feet, and guided me to the bed. She pushed me down on the edge, leaned over at the waist and gave my proud pecker a few good sucks, then turned around and sank my prick into her hot box. My hands were on her waist, guiding her along as she rose and fell, both of us enjoying the feeling of a good fuck. I heard Sandra say something, she said it softly that I couldn't figure out what it was, but soon Callie was on her knees on the same bed as I, a smile on her face.

I kissed her lips, and asked "You want me to eat you again?" She nodded her head quickly, and I said "Okay then, one pussy eating coming up." With that I laid back, and she straddled my head, and I went to work on her snatch. I had Callie cumming in no time, and then I ate Kate again, all the while Lori was bouncing up and down on my shaft, fucking herself from one orgasm to another. And of course, more booze was ordered, which Sandra received in her own cabin. No use the ship staff knowing that a small orgy was going on.

With all the alcohol I drank, which I am not use too, I really can't remember much else that happened after that. By the time I woke late in the morning, I had no idea who I had intercourse with, nor how many times I did feel the warmth and tightness of a woman's pussy. I do know, that when I finally groaned as I felt my head pounding in the darkened cabin, that my cock and face both felt rather crusty, that I was on my right side, a woman's body spooned up in my arms, and another pressing her tits into my backside, plus my head, the one on my shoulders, was pounding something fierce. I had a blanket over me, and I was most definitely on the floor, as I slowly attempted to get up. I couldn't see well in the dark, as my two sleeping companions voiced their disapproval of me moving so damn much. There wasn’t much room, as I quickly figured out I was in the girls room. I stepped over a body, saw another passed out on the bed by the door going into Sandra's cabin, and I walked by it and into her cabin. The light from the clocks in both units were just enough to let me see where I was going, as I found the door to the bathroom and stepped inside. I turned on the light, and groaned. God was my head hurting. And my pecker, it hung down, quite the crimson red. Damn, I'll need to go back to my usual boring self at college just to recover!

Well, no use trying to go to my own cabin to clean up, mainly because I had no idea where the fuck my clothes were. I turned on the water in the shower, and after adjusting it, I stepped into it and washed up. The hot water felt great, as it soothed my aching muscles. Although the skin of my pecker did sting some, especially when I soaped it up. After drying, I was trying to figure out what to do next. I need not have worried. The door opened, and there stood Sandra, a light, pained smile on her face. I sad "Good morning."

She smirked, as she stepped inside, as I continued to dry myself off in the tub. She was naked as I, as she went to the toilet and lifted the lid, and sat on it to go pee. She sighed, and with her eyes closed, she finally spoke, "You mean good afternoon."

I remembered that I never did pay much attention to the clocks as I made my way to the bathroom, as I stated "Holy shit! What time is it?"

"Twelve-seventeen." she replied.

"No wonder I'm so damn hungry then.", I said, then adding "I know why my head's hurting though."

She smiled, turning her head and looking at my pecker, "Yes, it does seem to look a bit worn."

Chuckling, I said "I was talking about my head up here." as I pointed to my face.

She wiped and flushed, and as she stood, she offered her hand, which I grasped, "Come, let's go relax a bit before you find your clothes."

I chuckled, as we stepped out of the bathroom and she pulled me to a bed. I was in first, then she joined me, both of us on our left sides, her in front of me as I happily grabbed a handful of her boobs. She moaned, saying "Careful big fella, we don't need you starting anything."

I asked "And why not?"

"Because, I'm still flowing." she replied. I sighed in disappointment, but my ears perked up as she said "Besides, you'll need your strength for the next day and a half. You've four young ladies that love your cock."

I moaned in joy at the prospect, adding "Yeah, and I can get some condoms at the ships store, I hope."

She growled, "Don't worry about that, the damage has probably already been done."

I raised my head, asking "Huh? What do you mean?"

She turned her face, and looked up at me, and asked "You don't remember?"

I stated "Remember what?"

She laughed, while saying "Oh shit."

I was a bit confused, as I asked "Come on, tell me?"

She wasn't ready to say, as she asked "What do you remember last?"

I shrugged, "Not sure, it's all bits and pieces, and I'm not exactly sure in which order they happened. The last thing I remember is Jeanne and Lori taking turns, riding me each for ten or twenty strokes, then getting off so the other could have a turn. And of course, eating all four of them."

She corrected me, "Five of them." I froze, she sighed, adding "I had you eat me, even though I'm on the rag."

"Damn, I've heard that's nasty." I stated.

She giggled, "You didn't seem to mind."

I blurted out, Hey, we didn't, um..."

She laughed, "No, we didn't." she said, emphasizing 'we'.

I then said "I remember you getting more booze ordered, and you having the room service deliver it to your cabin door."

Yes, we all were laying around for a spell, drinking and chatting. Although you were doing your darndest to eat one pussy while fingering two others." She sighed, adding "That's when you went down on me."

All I could say was "Wow!"

"It wasn't long after that when you took first Kate’s cherry, then Callie's." She said rather plainly.

I buried my face into her backside, exclaiming softly "Oh my god." A thought came to me, as I asked "I didn't hurt them, did I?"

She giggled, "Oh Doug, that's so sweet of you to ask that!"

I was a bit confused. Relationships I've found, do this to me, as I asked with a bit of trepidation, "You're not being sarcastic, are you?"

She laughed, "No Doug, I'm not. You're a hell of a thoughtful young man to be concerned about their suffering in light of the situation."

"Thank you...I think." I said, before mentioning, "Um, did I cum inside either of them?"

She shook her head no, saying "Not sure, but you penetrated them right after you filled Jeanne with one of your healthy loads. I'm sure there was plenty of sperm residue on that fat long cock of yours that you could knock up a sorority." She sighed "Of course, it was my doing, telling them each to go ahead and try you."

I remarked, "Wow, wish the hell I could remember it." Snickering I added "I'm sure I enjoyed it."

We heard movement in the next room, and a light came on. She sighed, saying "Well, best we get moving. I'm sure there are four hungry little pussy's in there." She swung her legs off the bed and stood, and walked to the door and looked inside, saying "Good afternoon ladies." There were mumbles from the other side, as she added, "Doug needs his clothes, for he's a bit hungry."

I heard Lori say in a groggy voice, "Christ he should be. How many times did he cum anyway?"

Hell, I hadn't a clue, as I walked to the door and peered inside. The two girls on the floor were Callie and Lori, and Callie was on her belly, her eyes closed, as she let out a moan. Jeanne was on the one bed, partially sitting up, not wearing a thing, as were no one else, and she smiled at me. Kate was a bit bashful, as she covered her breasts with her right arm, and her crotch with her left hand. Jeanne snorted upon seeing her do that, saying "Come on Kate. To late to be modest now."

Kate's fair skin turned a bright red from embarrassment, as the others chuckled. I said as I walked to the pile of clothing, in search of my shirt and pants, "Oh Jeanne, leave her be. I mean, she's probably a bit under the weather physically and emotionally at the moment."

As I was pulling my shirt over my head, I saw Lori and Jeanne first looked at each other, then at a smirking Sandra, before Lori announced, "Damn! I'm starting to like this guy."

Callie snorted, and said "Shit, you already showed you like his prick."

The others laughed, while Lori retorted, "And you seemed to enjoy it as well, once he got it all inside of you."

More laughter, as I sat on the edge of the bed to pull on my pants. Callie rolled onto her side, and looked at her crotch, then at me, then at her mother. She had a worried look on her face, before suddenly getting up and rushing to her mothers arms. All fell silent, as Sandra said "There there, it happened, and you had a good time. No reason to be upset about it."

I swallowed hard, stood and walked over to them, and said "Listen Callie. I'm sorry, I really hope that I didn't hurt you."" I turned and looked at Kate, and said "And you too Kate."

Kate smiled, as she looked down at her crotch. Jeanne on the other hand, blurted out "And what about Lori and I?"

Lori was laughing ass eh said "Shit Jeanne, I'm more worried if we hurt that precious pecker of his."

My tummy grumbled loudly, and Callie turned and pulled me into her arms, before letting out a sigh, and saying "Okay, let's eat."

Sandra said "No, let's get dressed, then go eat."

I took a seat on one of the beds, as all five women raced around to get showered up and then some clothes on. And of course, my stomach was rumbling big time. Why can't girls just shower and get dressed anyway? It wasn't until almost one-thirty when we finally headed up in search of food, by then I was a bit weak in the knees. Something that's been occuring a lot lately.

After eating, Callie asked as we were walking out of the restaurant, "Um, can we go back to our cabin? With no alcohol this time?"

We all got a chuckle over that, but Sandra said "Sure, but first let's give housekeeping a chance to clean up our mess."

"Imagine that guy's thoughts as he does that." I remarked with a chuckle.

"Callie, why don't you and Kate go with Doug to his cabin and get his things. It looks like he'll be with us until we get back to Miami, anyway." Sandra said.

I was smiling big time, as Callie was now on my right, and Kate on my left, as we went down to my cabin on the second deck. And I was wearing a bigger smile as we entered to find Ken there, along with Rod and Pat, standing with their mouths hanging open as I grabbed my things and got out of there without saying as much as one word, until I was leaving the room, where upon I was saying "Uh, I'll meet you guys on the dock in Miami." The girls, for some reason, they thought that was amusing, as they laughed loudly. We dropped my things off in Sandra's room, just as the steward was starting to clean up the girls room. His face was priceless as well. Big black guy, that first had a shocked look about him, then a radiant smile, as if telling me 'You one lucky white boy.'

Yeah, I guess I am. I was on cloud nine, as we returned to the others, all gathered in a quiet lounge towards the stern, where we played trivial pursuit. No, really, we did! Hell, I was a bit worn still from last night's fun. And all of us were nursing hangovers to boot. Of course, thinking up answers for the game didn't help our fatigued brain cells any.

At dinner time, I went with Sandra and Callie to the main dining room, where we at and enjoyed a great meal, with of course John and Mable. Both smiled during the meal, not saying a word about our little venture earlier in the sailing. I did notice however, that since we went up to eat after we all got out of bed, that the women were all acting rather cordial to me. Not as a lover, mind you, but more as a good friend. Yeah, there was touching. But nothing towards a sexual nature. Maybe a hug here, or a quick peck on the cheek there, but that was about it. And, I really didn't mind. I mean, I knew what was in store for me later on tonight. No use acting like a oversexed crazed pervert in public, right?

After dinner, we met up with the other three. They were at another table across the cavernous dining room, but as preplanned, we met them in the same lounge at the stern after the meal, a deck above the dining room. That's when after about an hour, Sandra announced, "Okay, I'll be sleeping in the girls room tonight, as will Callie. Jeanne, you and Lori get him for the night."

My cock just sprang to life. Callie stated as I stood with those two little vixens, "Go easy on him and don't wear him out."

Lori and Jeanne laughed as they grabbed hold of my arms and pulled me to my feet, leading me away to what was promising to be a long night. And all the while we walked to their cabin, I was thinking. Like, this can't be happening to me. Once in their room, we were laughing as we clumsily helped each other out of our clothes, and soon we were on the bed, with Jeanne and I necking away as I squeezed her small breasts, while Lori sucked on my hard shaft.

Jeanne must have sensed something, for she stopped kissing, and looked into my eyes, asking "Are you okay Doug?"

I snorted, "Hell it couldn't be better.", as I then dove face first for her pretty hard left nipple, giving it a good suck. She squealed with laughter, as I nursed on that tit, before switching to her right one, while my hand went to her crotch, and started fingering her clit and tight fuck hole.

She sighed, saying "Damn Doug, you're such a fast learner."

I stopped sucking her teat just long enough to state the obvious, "Thanks." She pulled my mouth from her breast, and she locked her lips onto mine. Our tongues wrestled for a bit, before her lips moved to the side of my face. I whispered, "You mind if I eat that tasty snatch of yours?"

She giggled playfully, as she pushed me onto my back and crawled up, sitting her pussy on my face. I had her off in minutes, while Lori was riding me hard to her own orgasm. After a while, Lori rolled off, and Jeanne took her place, bucking away while I balled her tits. Her flexing pussy did me in, and she smiled a devilish smile while my cock erupted deep inside of her. She laid down on my chest, and sighed, while Lori snuggled up against us. Shit, how can anything get better than this? And why me? That, I think, was what was bothering me. Let's face it, I'm not even close to being what most would consider a good looking male. I'm skinny as they come, with a face that would never grace the cover of any fashion magazine. And before this cruise began, I was a virgin.

But in just a few short days, I've made love to six different women. And as I groaned, I just pumped Jeanne full of some thick baby making batter. Both women crawled up along side of me, Jeanne on my right, and Lori on my left, cooing softly as they played with my cock, which was still somewhat hard. not completely, but pretty damn close. Jeanne said something, but I wasn't paying any attention. A soft push on my shoulder, and I turned my face to her, and asked "What?"

She giggled, saying "You're in your own little world there, guy. Just getting your attention." I smiled, and kissed her lips. She laughed, and she broke the kiss and moved her body down towards my crotch. I sighed as I watched her start to lick my cock clean.

Lori kissed my cheek, and asked "So, what you thinking?"

I snickered a bit, and said "That I can't believe this all happened."

She giggled, responding with "You want me to pinch you to see if you're awake?"

I reached for her boobs, and squeezed them, saying "Nah, I'm awake, and those are real."

We laughed at that, as I watched Jeanne work my meat with her experienced hands and mouth. I was almost to serviceable wood, as Lori asked me, "So, this sort of scares you?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "Scared? Well, maybe apprehensive."

"Why's that?" she asked.

Chuckling, I said "I was a virgin before I got on this boat, and chances are good, it'll be a long time before the next time I get to enjoy the flesh of a woman." She looked at me, a bit stunned, as I explained, "After all, I'm not really expecting you ladies to be interested in me once we all return to where we came from."

She furrowed her brow, and then smiled, saying "Perhaps. But then, perhaps not."

I smiled, and teased her, "Come on Lori. I'm not the best looking catch out there, and we all know it. Why would any of you be interested in me after we leave the ship?"

"Because you're a nice guy." stated Jeanne, who only took a short break from sucking to state that.

With a chuckle, I said "And nice guys tend to finish last."

Lori giggled, as she hugged me tight, and kissed my cheek, saying "Come on Doug. You've got to get some confidence."

I snorted, and asked "Confidence? Heck Lori, I'm just taking this as being a blind squirrel finding some nuts. And by the time I get home, it'll be all over."

Jeanne stopped sucking just long enough to state "Not necessarily, Doug."

I was a bit confused, as I asked "What you mean, not necessarily?"

Lori laughed, her hand reaching down to hold my hard cock up in the air, as Jeanne moved to mount her hot tight box on my cock, and she kissed my cheek again, comforting me with the words, "Your friends may help you."

"My friends? What friends?" I asked, a bit confused.

Jeanne groaned as her body took all nine inches, and she smiled, saying "Damn, that's some good stuffing."

I smiled, reaching up and grabbing both her breasts with my hands, as Lori went on talking, saying "The bozo's you came down here with. You think they'll keep quiet back at Purdue about you getting it on with some good looking women?". She smiled, and after a short pause, she added "Probably not. And once word gets around, chances are good that one of the fine young female Boilermakers will want to see what one of us Illinois ladies find so damn good about you."

"Well, not like anyone would believe me if I told them." I said with a smirk. Damn, did Jeanne's tight cunt feel great.

Jeanne, with her eyes closed, and a sweet smile on her face, was rocking back and forth, grinding her clit down on my body, as she gasped out, "Maybe we need to send him a picture along to prove it."

Lori said "No problem!" as she moved quickly to her feet, going to her suitcase. She pulled out a digital camera, and with a big grin on her face, she said "Here we go."

I put my hand up towards her, protesting, "No, we don't want to be recognized. What if someone sees it?"

She rolled her eyes, saying "That's the idea, Doug. How will anyone know it's you if they can't see your face?"

Good point. I quickly said "Yeah, but what about Jeanne?"

She laughed, as she went behind Jeanne, saying "I love your chivalry, Doug."

Jeanne giggled, saying "It is sweet of him." She lowered her head to bury her face into my shoulder, saying "Now take it, as long as my face isn’t visible."

"It ain't." stated Lori, as she took a picture. Well, that started that. The next hour, the girls were taking pictures of each other as they rode my cock, sucked my dick, or as I ate their wonderful cunts. Jeanne even got a great shot from behind and below, of Lori's cunt, with my dick at the entrance. I had just filled her up, my cum oozing out, with a cum rope connecting the head of my dick to her gooey snatch. And with this camera angle, you could not only see her round delightful breasts, but you could also see my face as I was over her body, smiling back at the camera.

We capped the night off in the shower, where we playfully washed each other off. Then a night on the floor, where we snuggled down under the blankets. In the morning, we dressed and joined the others, having a late breakfast and a fine time enjoying the ships pool deck. I saw my friends, and they just watched from a distance, as I applied sun block on the backs of five delectable women. And yet, I still was being bothered by the thought of this all coming to an end. After all, this is only a once in a lifetime thing. There's no way that this will continue after I leave this ship. Not that I wouldn't mind. But, I'm being realistic. Once we're back on terre firma, I'm sure I'll never see these ladies again.

Sandra and I had dinner together, and it was mildly amusing as we ate, talking with the Clark's and we all trying to keep a straight face. Yes, there were statements made that, well, could be taken out of context. Not by me, mind you, but by the older so called more mature adults. It seems that Mable was interested in me joining them this evening. But, I declined the invitation, saying that I had a prior engagement. When we returned to her cabin, she opened the door, and I entered in front of her. None of the girls were there, and so, she laughed as she pulled me to the bed, and undid my trousers. I was almost there when the girls arrived, filing in as Sandra's dark lips finally got me off, my cock spurting a heavy load into her eager mouth. I smiled, for now it was my turn with Kate and Callie, as the others went into the other room, after Sandra pulled out a small bag and handed it to me. I peered into it, and Callie asked "What's in it?"

Laughing, I pulled a box out of it, and exclaiming proudly, "A box of condoms."

Both girls giggled with a fit of laughter, as I sat down and started to take the remainder of my clothes off. The girls eagerly stripped down, and with howls of laughter they jumped onto me, knocking me onto my back. We were showering each other with kisses, as the three of us wrestled on the bed. And soon I had my face buried between Kate's silky white thighs, lapping at her sex.

As I munched on Kate, Callie was showing that the other night she learned how to suck cock. My meat was throbbing, wanting some relief, by the time I had Kate screaming out in ecstasy. And as she calmed down, Callie was opening the box of condoms, getting my pecker ready for Kate’s tight cunt. Soon Kate had me on my back on the floor, while Callie was sitting on my face. And as Callie rode me hard, I was getting a great taste of some fine brown sugar.

My cock, although I could sense it was hard, the condom had taken some of the feeling out of penetration. Yeah, I knew it was inside something warm and tight, but that was about it. Of course, since this cruise was the first time that I've ever had sex, it's also the first time I'd ever worn a rubber. So it took a lot of time to get me off, and that wasn’t until after Callie had crawled off and got behind her friend, gingerly caressing and licking my tight nut sack. That I could feel! For only a few seconds of that, I was grunting as I slammed my cock deep up inside of a moaning Kate, my balls emptying it's payload into the condom.

Kate collapsed on top of me, and I hugged her tight, while we heard Callie, in a surprised voice, state "Wow! He came so much he overfilled the condom."

Kate's eyes flew open, saying "Oh shit!" as she rolled off of me.

I looked at my cock, and I was surprised to see the top of the condom spilt open, as I exclaimed "Jesus fucking christ!"

Callie reached out with her hands and pulled the ruined latex off of my shaft, and rushed to the other room, declaring loudly, "Look at what he did to the condom while fucking Kate!"

Lori shouted back "Well, have him double bag it next time."

Callie came back, a smile on her sweet brown face, saying "She said to double bag it."

As she dug out two new condoms, while I stroked my still somewhat hard meat, Kate asked "But what about his sperm that's inside of me?"

With a grin, as she pulled the first rubber down my shaft, she said "Don't worry, I'll suck out as much as I can with my mouth."

Soon she had the second one on, and she was telling Kate to sit on the bed, legs spread. Callie crawled onto the bed on her belly, her legs off of the bed, as I watched her start to go down on Kate's pink pussy. Yeah, what a sight! Kate's cunt was drooling my cream, while Callie's wonderful brown ass was stuck up into the air, legs apart just enough so I can see her mound. I chuckled, as I got behind her and easily entered her warm depths. I could feel the warmth of her sex, but with two condoms on, that was about it. I grabbed her small waist in my hands, and went at it. She had Kate moaning in seconds, and cumming in minutes, cleaning her friends cunt out with her tongue. And I was enjoying the show, as I pummeled her twat. When Kate had enough, she rolled away and came down and sat on the floor next to us, her small white fingers of her right hand stuck in her cunt, while she reached underneath Callie and frigged her little brown man.

God did Callie cum hard and often. Her body writhing underneath me as Kate and I pleased her for a good forty minutes, before I finally tossed my head back and clenched my teeth, as I had a mind numbing orgasm.

I was panting, trying to catch my breath from such an exhausting workout, as I leaned back onto my heels, my cock slipping from paradise. I gasped, exclaiming loudly "Holy shit!"

Kate looked at my meat, and snickered, saying "God damn! Another fucking blowout." She then giggled saying "Hold still, Callie, I'll see if I can suck it all out." Callie groaned when Kate's tongue hit her oversexed cunt.

And I heard a voice to my left say "You mean two didn't work?" I turned to see Sandra standing there, and I sheepishly nodded my head yes. She crossed her arms, and furrowed her brow, stating "Well, no use using any more then, huh?" She turned and walked back into the other room, leaving me to watch Kate continue to suck my load out of her daughter. I just laid down and watched the sight, and waited for my cock to rise again. Once Callie had her third or fourth orgasm from Kate's tongue and fingers, they came to me and started sucking my pecker. And soon I was drilling Kate's cunt, this time without a condom. for the next three hours, I was taking turns, pumping one girl or the other, cumming three times, twice in Callie and once more in Kate, and they seemed to enjoy the game of cleaning out the others cunny of my load. And eventually, the others came in, camera in hand to capture the moment on digital format.

I was dead to the world the next morning, as my five lovers and I took one final shower. Each one took turns inside the small bathroom with me, as I washed their bodies off. Sandra was the final one, and she cleaned me up real good, before we all dressed and left our cabin for the last time. As we waited for debarkation, the girls all promised to write, and I tried to act like I believed they meant it. We even exchanged phone numbers, email addresses and snail-mail addresses, in what I was thinking were my futile hopes in this continuing after the cruise. They obviously sensed this, as they tried comforting me, saying that I'm a nice guy and all, and that my good fortune would probably continue.

Oh yes, the return home. The ride back was interesting, what with the three guys grilling me constantly about the girls. I just my mouth shut though, only giving very few, but incriminating details. I was also one tired and worn guy, sleeping damn near the whole ride back to West Lafayette. And Lori & Jeanne were right, those three couldn't keep quiet. I was the talk of campus, on how I laid a group of women single-handedly. Surprisingly, I did get a few dates as the school year went on. And yes, sex was involved. I believe I did fairly well, for some even came around for a second and third go. But it was obvious that none were interested in anything long term.

I was also happy to see that the girls from Champaign contacted me within a week. Always by email, and always asking how I was doing. They would ask if I was getting 'lucky'., and I would explain how I was doing. Two months and the semester was over, and I was heading home to Marion. A week went by, and I was going over my options that I had chosen for the next school year. I was looking at the off campus apartment I had picked out, one bedroom, one bath, about six blocks from campus. I heard the phone ring downstairs, as I was about to get ready to leave for my summer job as an intern at a large corporation that woks with nucleur energy, not paying any attention to the ringing phone. A few seconds passed, and I suddenly was brought back to real life as my mom's voice boomed out "Douglas, there's a girl on the phone."

A bit perplexed, I said "Okay, I got it." I went to the phone in my parents room, and answered it, saying "Hello."

I recounted the voce immediately, as that of Sandra, as she said "Hi there, Doug, was that your mom?"

I chuckled, saying "Yeah, it was." I heard the phone click, signaling that mom hung up downstairs, as I stated "It's good to hear from you, my last email from Callie said you were doing fine."

I herd her snicker, and ask "And what else did she have to say?"

"Well, nothing really, except that she was looking forward to the summer break." I said truthfully.

"Yes." she answered dryly, "And now she wants you to know that she’s transferring to Purdue."

I exclaimed happily, "Really? That would be great."

"Are you going to be in a dorm?" she asked.

"Uh, no I'm not. Actually, I'll be in a one-bedroom apartment." I said, wondering why she would ask.

"Is it big enough for her and Lori to live there too?" she asked

I was a bit shocked, not to mention overjoyed, as I stuttered out "Well, yeah, I guess so. I mean, I would love them moving in with me."

"Good," she said, then saying "Oh by the way, I've got some good news."

"What's that?" I asked.

"Kate and Jeanne are neither one pregnant. Jeanne's pills worked, and fortunately, Callie did a good job of cleaning out Kate."

I laughed, saying "That's good." Then, I froze in fear, and a lump developed in my throat. With a quivering voice, I asked "Um, what about the other two?"

She sighed, "Well, it seems Lori's pills didn't work, and Kate wasn't as thorough as my daughter. Both of them are with child." Silence, for what felt like an eternity, before she asked "Hello?"

I was a mess, as I stuttered out "I, uh..."

Laughing, she said "Don't worry, you kids will do fine. Um, maybe I should talk to your mother."

"No," I said, "Probably best if I tell her first. Then maybe you can call back later tonight. Um, maybe we all should meet, say like this weekend perhaps?"

She laughed, "Good boy, I knew you were a good man."

We made arrangements, and I went downstairs, finding mom sitting in front of the television. I cleared my throat and said "Hey,uh, mom? I'll probably be having two roommates at Purdue next year."

She eyed me up and down, and stated "Oh really?"

I nodded my head yes, and then blurted out, "And, you're going to be a grandmother."

She looked at me, a very stunned look on her face. Yeah, I guess I did take her by surprise,as she croaked out, "What's the name of the girl?"

I had a hell of a time, keeping a straight face and all, as I said "Callie and Lori."

Mom then had a puzzled look on her face, asking "She has two names?"

She looked like she was going to have a heart attack when I snorted out "Uh, no, it's two different girls." It didn't help that I added "Well, at least the other two aren't pregnant either."

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