Last summer I was sailing from Antigua, our last port, to Puerto Rico.

The Atlantic was rougher than it had been all week, so I decided to get some Dramamine from the purser’s office to help me sleep more easily. I got on the ship’s elevator, and when the doors opened on the next deck down, there stood the most exotic creature I had ever seen. She was tall, about five foot nine, with a beautiful face and a body to match. She wore sandals and a form-fitting, strapless, mid-thigh sundress. I could almost see her large, dark nipples through the sheer fabric.

Everyone on the elevator stopped talking and just stared at her. As usual my mouth started before my brain and I said, “I think I’ve died and gone to heaven,” loud enough for everyone to hear. When my brain kicked in I felt embarrassed and apologized as she stepped into the elevator. She stood next to me and smiled.

As the elevator continued its descent, the ship continued to rock and roll. It swayed so much that the girl leaned woozily against me and stayed there. In a moment her head was on my shoulder, her chest was against mine, her legs between mine, my crotch against her pubic bone and my arms around her back. I could feel myself getting harder and hoped she didn’t notice.

Again the doors opened, but no one moved. Everyone was looking at us, but mostly at her. I took her by the hand, led her out of the elevator, and told her that she would feel better after she too took some Dramamine. We made it to the purser’s office, and were told that since we were already feeling a little sick, we should eat something light and get some fresh air. It would take about an hour before we would begin to feel better.

I started to leave, then asked this beauty if she wanted to join me for some air. I knew of a semi-private area on the promenade deck near the rear of the ship, where it was quiet. She readily agreed. When we got there, she leaned against the rail, staring out to sea, and I pressed against her back. She tipped her head back slightly. I wrapped my arms around her waist and nestled my cock between her butt cheeks.

As she told me how nice I felt, she put her hand behind my neck, turned her face back toward me, and gave me one of the most sensuous soft kisses I’ve ever had. As we kissed, she alternately tightened and relaxed her butt muscles around my cock. It didn’t take long for me to rise to the occasion. I pulled the front of her dress down low enough to free a magnificent tit. Then I cupped her orb in my hand, and rolled its hard nipple between my fingers. I varied between squeezing and gently pulling, until her moaning and grinding against my cock let me know that she was enjoying what I was doing.

I reached for her crotch with my other hand and felt a very warm, very wet

G-string. I ran my hand up and down her inner thigh, being careful not to put too much pressure on her pussy. As I broke the kiss, I slowly lifted her dress, made sure the coast was clear, and quickly pulled down her thong. I put it in her open hand and she promptly tossed it overboard.

Then I pulled her into a short, narrow passageway. There was a hatch at the end that was for emergency use only. Her breathing quickened and she began to moan as I licked, kissed, and finally closed my lips over one nipple.

Suddenly I felt her hands reaching into my shorts, trying to release my cock. I helped by pulling down the shorts and my underwear; my cock sprang free. She grabbed hold of it and started to drop to her knees, but I lifted her up, turned her around, and pressed her bare chest against the bulkhead. My fingers found her soaking-wet pussy and began playing with her clit. I slipped my cock into her hand, leaned against her, and asked her to make me come. As we played with each other and felt the vibration of the ship, she suddenly gasped and held her breath for what seemed like an eternity. I could feel the spasms of her orgasm through her body, and with each spasm her grip on my cock tightened until I exploded, creaming both of us.

I don’t know how long it took me to regain my senses, but when I did, I noticed that her body was completely limp. Had I leaned away from her she would have slid to the floor. I gently kissed her neck until she turned toward me. Then I kissed both her nipples and lifted her dress back up to cover her breasts. We kissed once more, then thanked each other for a good time. She wasn’t traveling alone, so as we came out of our little hideaway we promised to meet at a hotel the day after we arrived home. I will say this much — we were able to finish what we’d started on the ship, and then some.