The cruise

Maureen O'Connell strolled leisurely down the pier, taking in all the sights and sounds that surrounded the departure of a luxury cruise ship. A native New Yorker, Mo had spent the last several days cruising South Beach and enjoying the Miami sun, and boy, this was living, the middle of February and the temperature had been hovering in the mid 70's! As Mo walked past her, the Molly Dee gleamed sparkling white against the azure blue Florida sky, all 790 feet of her! The brochure that her travel agent had given her didn't do the big liner justice, she looked absolutely fantastic! Mo had been planning this trip for over a year, and now that it was here, she could hardly believe it, so after lugging her suitcase on board, she was met by a the purser, a pretty young woman, who looked at her ticket, handed her a detailed map of the ship, and informed her where her cabin was located. "Two flights up," Mo mumbled out loud, while she rode the elevator to the promenade deck. Walking down a long corridor, she stopped at cabin 328 and tried her key, and after the tumblers moved smoothly, the door swung open and she was in her room. She was supposed to have a berth partner, but it looked like no one else had been in the room, so Mo selected the bed that stood under the porthole. She was gazing through the window when the door opened and a vivacious woman of about thirty breezed into the cabin. "Hi," the woman said, while dumping her luggage on the other bed, " my name's Veronica Stuart, but everyone calls me Ronnie!" Mo, extending her hand, introduced herself, and asked Ronnie if she cared about which bed wanted. "Nah, either one's fine with me, by the way," she went on, "did you get a load of the purser, what a knock out!!!" Mo nodded her head and added, "From what I've seen so far, all of the crew, including the captain are women, there won't be a single male on board for the whole cruise!" "Alllll---right," said and enthused Ronnie, "a whole boat full of lezzies, I can hardly wait!!!"

While indelicately put, what Ronnie had said was exactly true, this was a cruise that was put together for bi or lesbian women! There were to be no men on board at all, so that if the female guests wanted to, they could roam the ship entirely in the buff, and while overt acts of sex in public were discouraged, Mo had heard from other ladies who had previously taken the cruise, that on more than one occasion they had personally seen some serious pussy licking taking place at the pool! Mo was a pure lesbian, and at twenty five had had more than her share of lovers, but just the thought of being around four hundred like minded women, well, it kinda took your breath away! Ronnie was busily unpacking her bags and putting her clothing into the dresser, when she commented, "I hope I don't have to wear much of this stuff for the next seven days!!!" Mo laughed, and concurred with her high strung room mate, and went about the business of putting her own things away. After they had finished with their clothes, Mo offered, "Let's go down and watch the boat pull out of port, they say it's pretty exciting!" Ronnie looked at Mo, and said, "I have a better plan," while she stripped off her flimsy sun dress and exposing a very voluptuous body. Mo licked her lips, and slowly disrobed, her nipples hardening when they hit the air conditioned air of the cabin. "My, my," commented Ronnie, "what a sweet little body you have," while she absentmindedly reached down and began running her finger in and out of her by now soaking slit, "I just love seeing a woman naked for the first time, it's so much fun to see a fresh pussy, don't you think!?!" What Mo thought was that brazenness of Ronnie, and her natural openness were making her own vagina wet with desire!!! Ronnie had big tits, probably a d-cup, and Mo had always been a sucker for a big set of jugs, especially when they were attached to someone as pretty as Ronnie! Mo was naturally a fem, and took orders easily, and while Ronnie was obviously also a fem, she was much more aggressive than Mo and would take the dominate role in their relationship. Sensing this, Ronnies sat on the edge of the desk with her legs splayed wide open and said, "Come to mama and make her clitty feel good!!!"

Mo glided over to the desk and soon had her tongue pressed firmly against Ronnie's open vagina. "Okay baby," cooed Ronnie, "show mama what good a cunt lapper you can be!" Just hearing Ronnie using crude language drove Mo crazy, and she used her very experienced tongue to bring her red haired partner to a very hard orgasm, one that made her big tits bounce and sway when she had her climax. Ronnie pulled Mo to her feet and gave her a long deep french kiss, one which caused Mo's head to spin dizzily, as the red haired slut probed her mouth with her slithering tongue. Mo wondered what Ronnie had in store for her, when an instant later, she felt a finger flicking over the head of her tiny little love button, causing her to stiffen, and press her crotch forward in an attempt to get more pressure put on her aching slit. Ronnie pulled her lips away from Mo's mouth and offered, "Baby likes mama playing with her pussy, right!?!" "God, Ronnie," moaned Mo, "you do that so well, I'm really close, faster, faster!!!" Ronnie laughed a lyrical little laugh, but she wasn't in the mood to make Mo suffer, so she increased the pace of her fingering, and brought Mo to a shuddering orgasm as the young women went limp in her arms, leaning her face against the older woman's large chest. "I think that this is gonna be a great vacation, don't you," asked Ronnie!?!" Mo just nodded her head, and wobbled back to her bed where she flopped down to regain her composure until finally answering, "Yeah, it's gonna be great!!!"