"That's where you disappeared to," Lucy asked in shock. "You said you went for a swim up here on the top floor."
"I did," Janet assured her. "That's where I first met Jeff. I met him in a public place and didn't go back to his room until I felt like he was trustworthy. I even made advances toward him and backed off once he was all hot and bothered just to see if he would be a gentleman."
"You got the man you want me to sleep with horny just to see if he was worthy of sleeping with me," Lucy asked incredulously.
"Yes and you're welcome," Janet said with a sniff.
"I don't know about this Janet," Lucy said. She didn't like the idea, but something about her sister's willingness to go this far for her made her curious. She trusted Janet with all of her being and truly did want to get her virginity out of the way so that she could begin her adult life with some experience.
"Just go to the room and see for yourself," Janet prodded. "He's there and waiting for you. He will stop at any time you ask him to."
"How do you know he will stop," Lucy asked, looking back at the entrance to the rooms.
"Because," Janet began with a serious expression on her face. "If he doesn't then I will kill him and he knows it. Besides, he's a perfect gentleman like I said. He understands the situation."
"How old is he anyway," Lucy asked, looking for an excuse to back out before she even began.
"37," Janet said dismissively.
"Don't you think that's a bit old for a fresh 18-year-old," Lucy asked, her eyes widening.
"Would you rather it be some young punk your age with a micropenis he doesn't know what to do with," Janet asked. "I've been with older men before and they are way more loving and careful than the younger ones."
"I did like him," Lucy said, trying to convince herself to get up and go.
"You'll thank me in a few hours," Janet said as she gestured toward the rooms. "His room is that way. Go before I decide to have him instead."
Lucy stood up and started to walk toward the rooms when she looked down to see that she was wearing her pink bikini.
"I can't go wearing this," she exclaimed as she pushed her glasses back up the bridge of her nose.
"I'm one step ahead of you," Janet said as she reached under her chair and pulled a low cut gray shirt, black bra and panties and a wide black skirt from underneath to hand it to Lucy. "There's a changing room right behind us."
Lucy gave her sister a forced smile and turned to walk toward the changing room. What was she doing? Was she really doing this? Why was she doing this? The man was hot! Maybe she would end up thanking her sister later after all.
Preparations
Sheri adjusted her beige skirt as she noticed Sam, her personal assistant, starting at her ass again. He had always caught glances at her when he thought she wasn't looking. Normally she didn't mind, but she had business at hand that she couldn't be distracted from. The satchel opened as she flicked her fingers across the latch and she pulled a stack of papers from within.
"I'm going to need you to memorize the map on page one and three for sure Sam," Sheri ordered as she pulled sed papers from the stack and placed them on the bed next to the satchel. "Also, I need you to make sure the second pack is filled with the necessary items that I put in the list."
"I've already memorized every map in that stack and I've checked both survival packs at least three times already," Sam stated, sounding perturbed by Shari's insistence on perfection for this trip. "Relax miss Pena, everything's under control."
"I've told you before Sam," Sheri stated with more than a little annoyance in her tone. "Our preparation will be the difference between life and death. And call me Sherri damnit!"
"Okay Sheri," Sam said as he grabbed the pack and unzipped the top. "I'll go through it again."
Sheri smiled to herself. She would have to reward the man somehow. She bent over the bed further than necessary as she shifted through some more papers inside the satchel, slowly hiking her skirt back up just enough to give him a glimpse of her black silk panties. She pretended to not notice, but she could see the reflection of his face on the tv. He was looked up from the pack and was watching her wide-eyed as she slowly shifted her hips side to side. That should be a good enough reward for him.
Was that wise?
Rebecca watched the young woman walk toward the changing rooms as she moved chairs over next to the older sister that had been talking with her.
"You think that was a good idea," Rebecca asked.
The woman turned to regard Rebecca before smiling.
"It's the best thing I knew to do," she stated. "Hi, my name is Janet."
"I'm Rebecca," she greeted. "It's nice to meet you, Janet."
"You make it a habit to eavesdrop on stranger's personal conversations, Rebecca?" Janet's words seemed angry but her tone was fairly light-hearted.
Rebecca shrugged, "I couldn't help but to hear the beginning. After that, there was no way I could stop listening."
Janet laughed.
"It was a sweet thing you did," Rebecca continued. "Although dangerous. She just turned 18 today and you send her off to have sex with a complete stranger?"
"She's too soft," Janet explained. "If I didn't do what I did, she would end up sleeping with some horny son of a bitch and falling in love with him, only to be destroyed emotionally later."
Rebecca thought of Stan and grimaced.
"You still don't see it do you?"
Rebecca shook her head and said," It's not that I don't see it. It's that your words hit a bit too close to home I guess."
"Man troubles," Janet asked, shifting her body so she could look the woman in the eyes with interest.
"Exactly the same troubles you are trying to save your sister from," Rebecca explained. "I was eighteen when I met my husband... ex-husband."
"I'm sorry," Janet said with a frown. "How long ago?"
"Tomorrow it will be a year since the divorce was finalized," Rebecca explained as she brushed a strand of her long blonde hair from her face.
"Maybe I should hook you up with someone too," Janet laughed. "That'll help you get your mind off of that man."
"Now you sound like my mom and aunt," Rebecca laughed. "They are the ones that brought me along on this cruise and told me the exact same thing just before I came to the pool."
"Well," Janet said with a chuckle. "It's a bit awkward to hear from your own mother I'm sure, but she's right. You need to just pick a guy and do the nasty."
"I don't know," Rebecca said, letting her voice drift off as she looked toward the people around the pool.
"Okay, Rebecca." Janet started as she leaned up from the chair and began scanning the pool. "I'm a bit horny too so let's just find us some guys together. I'll be your wingman today."
"I don't know about that," Rebecca laughed as she sat up in her chair and watched Janet stand up. "Wait, where are you going?"
"I found a couple of cuties already," Janet said, looking back and smiling. "Come on! You can pick first!"
Emergency!
Jenna quickly stepped down the hallway that led toward the captain's control room. The sounds of her high heels clicking echoed throughout the empty hall as she ran through the possible news that the captain urgently wanted to tell her. His voice sounded frantic on the walkie talkie and the fact that he refused to tell her the news over the coms had her overly concerned.
"Maybe he's finally confessing his love for me," she laughed quietly to herself as she approached the door. "Wishful thinking."
She pushed the door open and found Captain Jonathan Gay hovering over the central monitors shouting "Can you read me" over and over again before slamming his fists on the counter and cursing. He turned to see Jenna staring at him.
"What's going on Johny," she asked as she closed the door behind her.
"Jenna," Johnny said as he looked out the window. His square jaw was set in an expression of worry that Jenna had never seen before.
"Johnny?"
"There's a massive storm heading right for us," he said in a quiet voice. "It came out of nowhere and is heading here fast."
"I thought you said the weather looked clear for this entire trip," Jenna said in a breath.
"I did," Johnny stated gravely. "It was clear one second and the storm popped up the next. It must be faulty equipment or something. I've never experienced anything like this before in my life."
"Can we go around it," Jenna asked, knowing the answer.
"It's coming too fast for us to do anything but just ride through it," Johnny said.
"Isn't that dangerous," Jenna asked.
"Very," Johnny looked back out the window. "And to make things worse is that I can't seem to get any communication with the outside world. I've tried every channel and nothing comes back."
"Oh my God," Jenna gasped as the news hit her. "Johnny, this is my first trip as manager of a ship. If something goes wrong I'll never get a chance to do this again."
"I know Jenna," Johnny said, looking back at her. "I'm so sorry, but you need to make an all call and have everyone bunker down wherever they are. We only have a few minutes before we start feeling the storm and who knows when these damned electronics start fuzzing out."
"I'll go right now," Jenna said, but Johnny had closed the distance between them in a flash and grasped her arm, holding her back from the door. "What is it?"
"You need to stay here," he stated. His eyes were full of concern. "I won't let you get caught running down the halls of this ship when the storm hits. We don't know how bad the impact is going to be and I would die if you were hurt."
Jenna looked into Johnny's eyes. Did he love her? She wanted him to love her, but he was always so frank and spoke with her like she was his best friend. It was hard to tell.
"Okay, Johnny," she agreed as she pulled the tablet from the large clip on her side and opened the menu for all calls.
"I can see the storm now," Johnny stated. "Tell them to stay put now. Don't try to go back to their rooms at all. Just stay where they are as long as they are inside somewhere. Jenna, this looks bad."
Jenna pushed the red button and began speaking.
"Attention all passengers, this is Jenna Cum. I am the overseer of this cruise ship and have a very important announcement. Please listen and follow these directions. There is a massive storm heading straight for the ship and we don't have time to follow our practiced safety procedure. You must stay wherever you are right now. Do not try to leave an area that is indoors. Do not try to make it back to your room. Do not try to make it to the storm shelter. I repeat, stay where you are. If you are out of an enclosed area then immediately run to the nearest indoor area you can find. I am sorry for this inconvenience, but your safety is my number one conc..."
The ship violently shook, knocking Jenna to the floor as she looked up to see the black sky driving straight into the ship. Blinding lightning webbed through the sky as the thundering roar that followed left a ringing in her ears. The lights began to flicker until they gave out completely.
"Are you okay," Johnny shouted over the roaring sounds of wind and thunder as he crawled across the floor to her. She felt a warmth on her face and reached up to touch her forehead. She felt tacky liquid and pulled her hand back to see red on the tips her fingers.
She felt Johnny's large arms wrap around her as he scooted her back to the corner of the room. She could feel his chest heaving in and out on her back as he caught his breath. He felt so good to her. As frightening as this storm was, she felt a bit safer to be in his arms while it was going on.
"I love you," she shouted, looking back.
"What," Johnny shouted back as he squeezed her to steady for another rumbled that almost sent the two flying across the room.
"I love you," she shouted again.
"I'm sorry Jenna," he shouted into her ear. "I can't hear you over this."
She turned her head, leaned back and pressed her lips to his.
He gripped her tighter and returned her kiss.
Another white light flashed in the black sky and blinded Jenna as she could hear the roaring sounds of wind and thunder louder than before. She could feel hot wind push against her and as her vision came back, she noticed a large hole where the front window was just a few moments before. A cyclone that stretched further than she could see spun violently in front of the ship.
"I don't want to die without knowing you physically," she shouted, knowing that Johnny wouldn't be able to hear her. She could hear him shouting something, but even though his mouth was to her ear, she couldn't make out what he was saying.
Jenna slid her hands down to her waistline and pushed her panties down to her ankles before managing to kick one foot free. She pulled the skirt of her black dress up to her stomach and reached one of her hands back to grip Johnny's crotch. She felt his arms, which were still wrapped around her, jerk as he felt her hand grasp his cock from outside of his pants. He shouted something that couldn't beat out the sounds of the raging storm, but Jenna found the button to his pants and pulled hard enough to pop it off. She ran her hand down the inside of his pants, feeling the zipper drawdown, as her hand found his hardening cock.
He pulled her hand away and she thought that she might have gone too far, but a moment later his rock hard erection pressed against her lower back. She felt the pressure of his arms as he pulled her body up. His cock slid down her back until he lifted her enough for it to spring under her ass cheeks.
She reached down and felt the end of his shaft and aimed it to her pussy, which was soaking wet from both the excitement of what was about to happen and the stinking sideways rain that was cutting them both from the open hole.
Her pussy spread for his dick as he slowly lowered her body down on him. Jolts of ecstasy tingled up her insides as she felt him spread her wider as he plunged deeper into her womb.
"Oh my God," she shouted. "I've wanted this for so long!"
Jenna bounced up and down on Johnny's cock as she held onto his strong arms. He was shouting something, but she couldn't make anything out. She continued to bounce as her breath grew more and more frantic.
Something small flew through the window and crashed into the wall just above her and she looked up while bouncing to see that a piece of driftwood had pierced into the wall just a couple feet above her head. Her body exploded with passion as she felt his cock pulsating inside of her. She wanted more. She wanted all of him. She wanted him to finish inside of her. She wanted his warmth.
The ship rocked to the side so far that she was sure it would capsize, but the cyclone shoved it to the other side at the last second, sending her and Johnny sliding across the floor toward the large side window. Her stomach churned as she felt her and Johnny lift into the air and fall straight down to the window.
Johnny made a motion to pull out of her, but Jenna reached back and held onto him firmly to keep him in as they fell.
Her vision went black as her thoughts grew fuzzy. She couldn't breathe and felt something sharp slicing her right cheek. As she regained her vision once more, Jenna found that she was lying on her stomach and looking down at the angry ocean through the cracking glass window. A broken piece of the window was cut into the side of her cheek and Johnny was lying still on her back with his throbbing cock still inside of her.
She heard him shout something and thought it was "Don't move".
Maybe it was the trauma of the storm. Maybe it was knowledge of her immediate death. Maybe it was due to the fact that she was having sex with the man that she desperately wanted. The reason didn't really matter to her. She felt her womb explode in ecstasy which made it difficult to keep still. She could feel her cunt pulse as it squeezed Johnny's cock to the rhythm of her rapidly pounding heart.
Jenna could feel Johnny jerk just before she could feel streams of his hot cum splash into her womb as he held on. Despite the dire situation, she smiled as her body began to relax. She could feel Johnny's cock soften inside her as warm cum ran from her pussy and down her inner thighs.
As fast as a whip cracking in the air, the ship jerked upright, sending Jenna and Johnny flying through the cabin once more. She felt the wind around her just before everything went black.
TBC