“Oh.. that’s and order is it? Far be it from me to disobey an order from my superior!”, my goofy grin shining through my excitement. I did my best to maintain whatever shred of swagger I had, but it wasn’t easy. Many a nights I had longed for this moment, fantasizing, planning each detail as though it was a casino heist. However, now that it was actually happening, I’m about as smooth as a cheese grater. She leads me by the hand as we make our way down the metal hallway to my stateroom. I give her the universal “Shhh” sign as I slowly open door. Due to the relative small size of the ship, I was one of the few to have a roommate. Lucky for me though, he was a notoriously heavy sleeper. “Dave is asleep in there.. so we have to be quiet.” I whisper in her ear. She leans up to mine, tugging on my earlobe with her teeth and says “Then you may have to keep my mouth busy.. I’m a bit of a screamer” “Fuck Dave” I thought to myself as I escorted Mandi inside. Too many times I have had to endure the sounds of his “shore whores” whenever we were in port, so it seems only fitting that he got a little payback. The moonlight shining through the porthole painted the small stateroom in a dark blue. Dave’s arm hung from the top bunk, as if he had expired while trying to reach the half empty bottle of vodka on the desk/nightstand. I lifted his arm back up, only to have it fall once again as he incoherently grumbled something about a dinosaur before cutting a rather long fart. “So romantic” I whispered to Mandi, who much to my relief was pinching her nose while trying not to laugh too loud. That’s what I loved most about her.. she always rolled with the punches. Nothing seem to faze her at all. I felt so bad. I wanted this moment to be special, and it wasn’t going like I had hoped. Standing at the bunk I stammered “I’m sorry about all this.. it’s not what I had in mind.. I know it’s not what..” She touches her fingers to my lips “Shh… it’s OK” she says. “Don’t worry about a thing.” She leans forward, kissing me softly on my lips. I cradled her ass in my hands, kissing her back with a tenacious fire. Her hands slid up my shirt as she ran her fingers through my chest hair. Once again, I could feel warmth of my ever hardening cock as it began to inch its way forward. She felt so good in my arms, and that devious little glint in her eyes as she pressed her body against me spoke volumes. Her nipples were almost screaming through her thin cotton t-shirt, etching lines of electricity upon my chest as they danced about. My hands climbed their way up her hips, burrowing beneath the t-shirt as they came in contact with her midsection. Her body reacted with instant goose bumps as my hands slowly worked their way north. I made sure to continue kissing her, subconsciously thinking that I needed to distract her from the sneak attack that was about to take place on her breast. My lips moved down her chin as she leaned her head back, exposing her neck to me. A warm coo drifted from her lips as I began to nuzzle her neck. My hands were at the ready, staged just below her breast.. waiting to make my move.. I started to walk my fingers up.. inching slowly.. “Wait..” she said, grabbing my hand. I jumped as though I had just passed a cop while speeding down the interstate. “Just have a seat” she whispered “Trust me.. you are gonna want to sit down for this” Dazed and confused, I sat on the edge of my bunk, Dave’s hand still dangling in front of me. Mandi moved to the center of the room, illuminated by the makeshift moonbeam spotlight shining through the porthole window. She turned her back to me, slithering her arms through her shirt, slowly.. seductively.. her beautiful figure reflected back upon me with a soothing glow. Up and over the thin cotton t-shirt exposing her naked back, her arms curled with the shirt over her chest. She turned to me.. holding the wadded clothing as she covered her naked breast. She was toying with me, and I was loving it. I wanted to leap across the room and devour her where she stood. She looked me in the eyes.. and began to let the shirt slip down just a little bit at a time, her cleavage began to show, then the slope of her breast.. and just as the hint of her areolas began to come into view, she spun with her back facing me once again. I could hear her giggling slightly.. that devious little minx. Then.. without warning, she let go of the shirt, letting it fall to the floor. The silhouette of her bare breast cast against the stateroom wall as she paused for a moment. My cock was doing its best to drill a hole though my shorts. I had never been so hard in all my life. She readies her thumbs inside the waistband of her pajama bottoms. “You ready for Act II? “ giggling into the darkness. “Oh.. I was born ready” I fire back.. I could already feel the little dribbles of pre-cum oozing from my cock. She slides down her bottoms all the way down to the floor, exposing her perfect round ass. A slight white tan line lit like a neon sign in the moonlight. She took a few steps back towards me, almost within arm’s reach. For just a brief second, her pussy appeared as she bent over to pick up her clothes from the floor. I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up, grabbing her hips as I pulled her naked body against my cock. With her ass pressed tight against me, my hands slid up and down her body, over her breast, then back down to her moist lips. She reached up and began to run her nails through my hair as she leaned into me. I worked her body with one hand while navigating the pesky button on my shorts. With the agility of a neurosurgeon I managed to disrobe myself in mere seconds, all while never breaking away from her. Her hand reach behind, gripping me tightly around my shaft as she began to stroke my steely member. The soft skin slid against me like a fleece blanket, each curve seemed to telegraph through to my very soul. My finger separated her lips, pressing against her clit. Little circles..around and around I went, working her bud until it began to swell. I could feel her honey begin to flow as I manipulated her gentle folds. She was getting more and more wet with every passing second, an insatiable fire was burning inside us both.. and it was about to go nuclear. She began to pant, shallow little breaths with the hint of a stifled moan. A quiet orgasm as not something she was used to, and she was having a really hard time keeping herself contained. I worked her clit a bit faster, moving with her hips as she planted her hands firmly against the desk. I stood behind her, my cock between her legs, resting just below her sopping wet pussy as I continued to work her clit into a fervor. I could feel her pussy begin to convulse.. pulsing as she let out a muffled “Uhn..” Her fist clenched as the first wave of euphoria overtook her body, then the warm flood as her damn burst. My cock was soaked as her body released its torrid bounty. She laid her head against the metal desk, fingers clawing as each aftershock rippled through her. She looked back over her shoulder, a crazed look her shot from her eyes.. “Break me” she taunted. My hand dripping wet with her juices, I gave my dick a few lubricating strokes before resting it right against her opening. Looking back at her with a confidence I had never had before, I taunted “With pleasure” to be continued..