Bride at sea - chapter 3

Matthew was met at the bottom of the stairs by a tall slim girl with short blonde hair, wearing a dark blue wetsuit that showed every delicious curve. He knew she had a good figure and was an incredibly sexy-looking girl, but he couldn’t raise as much as a twitch. 

“Hello, I am Romana, If you want to follow me, we can take the bikes out past the rocks and over to the cave, it will take about an hour.” She knew it was closer to two but let the fool waste his time while his lovely wife submerged herself in lesbianism.

“Yes, that sounds good, I haven’t ridden one of these before.”

“No, well follow me.” She swung a leg over the bike, the gesture would have turned on all other guys, but the impotent groom had no reaction and copied her move to mount the bike, and they rode away from the ship.

Claire followed the girl up the steps, almost hypnotised by Rose’s short skirt as every stride moved an arse cheek virtually as if she was touching it herself.

Rose stopped and pointed into a small room enjoying the flushed appearance of the gorgeous blonde.

“There is swimwear in the cupboard, if you change and come outside, I will switch the jacuzzi on.”

Claire went over to the cupboard, but on opening, she found there was only one costume left, an incredibly basic little black bikini with small flaps of material that would hardly cover her nipples let alone her breasts and her pussy would be almost exposed, the material was so thin. She thought for a few seconds and then decided she could wear it, she was with her girlfriends, so it was fine.

Having changed she went up a few steps out onto the deck and saw the large jacuzzi, the water bubbling invitingly. She slid into the empty jacuzzi and let the water wash over her.

Rose waited for the jet skis to roar away and then signalled to 3 girls who were laid out on sunbeds, they immediately got up and moved towards the jacuzzi slipping in beside Claire with smiles and laughter.

The first was a small petite brunette Latino who introduced herself as Celeste, she was only 5 foot tall and had 30b breasts, but her long brown hair hung down to her breasts giving her an almost mermaid appearance in her aqua bikini. The second girl had long blonde hair and introduced herself as a Swede called Elsa, she had 34c breasts and green eyes which looked almost alien until she smiled. She wore a light yellow tie bikini. The third was a tall powerfully built black American with a severe haircut and 42e breasts. She said her name was Savannah and Claire felt a shiver of lust flow through her when she recognised, she was both taller and more physically intimidating than her husband. She wore a dark brown swim set that matched the colour of her skin giving her an almost nude look.

After about 5 minutes she felt she knew them so well, they had been fascinated by the details of her wedding and all hoped one day to be lucky enough to walk down the aisle with the love of their lives. She got used to all the accidental leg contact as they moved around changing positions, sometimes putting a hand on her shoulder to steady themselves.

Rose approached the group with headsets.

“Sarah doesn’t permit loud music on the ship, but you are welcome to have a silent disco party.” she handed them the sets.

“Oh great, we can all listen to the same music, how cool,” Celeste said reaching for one. The other two girls each took one, putting pressure on Claire to do the same.

Rose smiled as the last remaining set was taken and walked over to the settings, the girls all singing and waving their arms as they sat in the water.

“More bubbles girls?” and she raised the setting higher and turned to produce a tray of drinks for them.

Claire had never felt so happy, she was with friends having a drink, waving her free hand to the music as they sang the lyrics. She was unaware that the music had been selected with seduction in mind.

A Hayley Kiyoko song ran, and the lyrics played.

“Girls like girls like boys do, nothing new.”

it just felt natural to sing the words because the other girls were.

King Princess sang.

” Hope that you’re happy with me in your life
I hope that you won’t slip away
I hate it when dudes try to chase me
I love it when you try to save me”.

The next song was by Girl in Red who sang.

“I don’t wanna be your friend
I wanna kiss your lips
I wanna kiss you until I lose my breath”.

the song was followed by Gia Woods

“Only a girl can make me feel this way”.

By now Claire was absorbing all the words so when

Tegan and Sara sang.

“You treat me like your boyfriend
And trust me like a very best friend
You kiss me like your boyfriend
You call me up like you want your best friend
You turn me on like you want your boyfriend
But I don’t want to be your secret anymore”,

Claire was singing as loud as the others.

Next Elektra sang.

“I don’t do boys; I just do girls
Just do girls with style and class” Savannah made eye contact with Claire and sang it directly to her.

And then the Katy Perry song came on and when it reached the chorus Celeste and Elsa stood up and sang the lyrics to each other. “I kissed a girl, and I liked it”, both girls leaning in for a quick kiss before breaking away, laughing.

Celeste sat down and Savannah stood to meet Elsa leaning in to sing and kiss.

And then everyone sang the lyric again.

Elsa sat down and Savannah turned towards Claire.

Without thinking she stood up and sang “I kissed a girl, and I liked it” letting Savannah reach in for a quick kiss.

It was Claire’s turn as Celeste stood and leant in for hers. It was the first time Claire had made the first move in kissing a girl.

The song seemed to last an age and Claire lost count of the number of times she was kissed by or turned to kiss a girl, so natural and fun and sexy, every girl smiling at her.

Now there was music blasting out verses hard to catch but she caught the specially crafted words that had been substituted.

“You love girls, you want girls”.

“I want girls”.

“I want girls”.

“I want girls”.

Over and over the words attached themselves to songs, replaced lyrics in the songs and every time Claire sang along, reinforcing the message in her subconscious.

“I wish my boobs were as big as yours, look how small mine” are said the petite Latino undoing her bikini top.

“Oh, they look better than mine”. The blonde-haired swede said untying her top and letting it float away.

“Well, mine might be big, but they are so heavy they ache every night”. said the tall black girl reaching behind her back to undo the fastener and allowing her breasts free to play.

“Can I feel how heavy they are? asked Celeste. 

“Yes, feel the weight,” Savannah replied as the small girl ran her hands over them, pretending to feel their weight.

“Let me have a go.” Joined in the Swedish girl adding her hands to the mix.

“Please feel free Claire to test their weight.” the American said moving towards her and holding her breasts towards her sex-starved victim.

Claire reached tentatively to touch them and tried to feel the weight, but the other girls were all running their hands over the large breasts and Claire found her hand trapped beneath theirs as they slid over the large tit and nipple.

“Feel how light mine are.” said the mini seductress offering herself to Claire, who again reached out and the others made sure her hands were under theirs as they mauled the small breasts.

“I wonder how heavy yours feel.” Elsa directed to Claire and all three girls waited looking expectantly until Claire gave in and untied her top, freeing her aching and needy breasts to the attention of the other girls.

They were quick to pounce, feeling and squeezing as she let the emotions flow over her, closing her eyes in pleasure as a knee slid between her legs forcing them apart. A thumb rubbed roughly over her nipple and she groaned with please, wriggling slightly as a hand slid along her leg. She felt the knee press into her pussy and groaned again, now both nipples were being pinched and rubbed and she slid closer to her wonderful climax. Someone took her hand and placed it on their breast, and she started to feel and rub in return.

She opened her eyes to see the Swedish girl put her lips to her nipple and start to suck, and at the same time the black girl moved forward and fed her nipple into Claire’s mouth, she instinctively sucked it in. She couldn’t see Celeste anymore, but some part of her consciousness was telling her that it was her hand between her leg, two fingers having crept into her bikini bottoms and now sliding repeatedly into her welcoming gash. A wonderful orgasm washed over her, and when she recovered, she looked into the smiling eyes of the girls. She had never felt so happy.

Romano received a text on her watch phone and knew it was time to return to the ship.

Claire lay down on the lounger by the ship's rail to watch for her husband.

Rose approached but stood by the rail looking out to sea.

After a moment Claire moved her gaze from the horizon to the view under the short skirt beside her, ‘Rose has stunning sexy legs and I can see her pussy lips through her panties’, were the only thoughts the oversexed blonde could muster. Rose turned to her knowing Claire had been ogling her body and stooped down to a kneeling position.

“I hope you are happy here my darling.” she slid a hand along Claire’s leg, pausing at her bikini bottoms and looking into her eyes.

“I am happy yes.” she panted crazed by lust.

Rose continued the movement sliding her hand over the material feeling the warmth of her wet pussy underneath.

“If your husband doesn’t want to fuck you then I will and so will the other girls, you know that?”

“Yes, I do.” she could hardly get the words out, her body was so alive and hungry to be touched.

“You should be made love to every second of the day my darling. I wish I had a cock I would be fucking you right now, coming in you or over you.”

Claire whimpered with lust. “Oh, Rose you are so lovely.”

Rose slid her hand inside the brief covering and slid 2 fingers into Claire.

“I could take you back to my cabin right now and fuck you all night.”

She felt Claire buck her hips with pleasure.

“And I bet he hasn’t even touched your little rosebud.”

Claire gave a spasm and a groan.

The noise of the jet skis could be heard.

“Would you like that my darling?”

“Yessss.” She was hovering on the brink of another orgasm, being edged by the soft fingers inside her wet cunt.

“Or I can bring you off here before he gets off the jet ski?”

“Yesss yesss”.

Rose leaned in for a kiss and frantically fingered her victim's writhing body.

“You belong with us not him my darling, come for me, my baby.”

Claire exploded into an orgasm, and a deluge of juice washed over Rose’s fingers.

“You want more don’t you?” she brought her finger to Claire’s lips.

“Yesss.” She took the fingers into her mouth sucking greedily.

“I want your body my darling you want to give it to me don’t you?”

“Mmmmm.” she moaned against her finger.

“Mmmm baby mop up with this towel, it’s our secret.”

She waved over a drink. “Sip this honey wash away your cum breath.”

Matthew arrived back at the sunbed to find Claire asleep, sat on a chair beside it and looked at her. She was so devastatingly beautiful, why could he not get it up for her? She looked so fuckable, with one leg stretched out and the other bent, even her nipples looked as if they were going to tear through her wet clingy top, and it didn’t even cause a pulse in his dormant cock. Her body was perfect it looked like she did when he had fucked her all night, colour flowing through her skin, rock hard nipples, wet patch, and it left him cold.

She looked as if she was ready for him to slide right into her and his aching balls said no.

A waitress brought a tray of drinks to his table and placed them down with a smile, and he reached for the drink without thinking. At least a drink helped him forget.

He woke up in darkness and it took him a few minutes to realise he was no longer on the boat but back on the bed in his hotel room, alone, he switched the lamp on and saw the note on the bedside table.

“Hello Matthew

It is clear you do not find me desirable, so I think we need to spend some time apart, I have decided to enjoy a few days on the yacht, I have left my phone with you so that you cannot contact me, and we can both have time to reflect on what we want.

I suggest you go out and fuck some girls before I get back if we are to have any future, but I cannot stay with a man with a limp cock.

Claire”

Matthew held his head in his hands, humiliated but got off the bed and raced down to the harbour, only to find the superyacht was no longer there.

Sarah lay on her bed a red-haired girl between her legs when there was a tap at her door.

“Come in.” she said, then addressed the girl who was licking her wet twat, “continue.”

Magarit approached the bed, looking at the girl as she did.

“Madam, Trudy just reported that he turned up looking for her.”

Sarah laughed, “Then we were wise to sail when we did, do you think he believed the forgery?”

“I think so, it was cruel enough to destroy most men, but he has some fight left in him.”

“The treatment is still working on him, he can wait there for 5 days if he wants, by the time we return she will be mine and he won’t care a dime.”

She smiled evilly seeing Magarit stare at the girl.

“Join us.”