I held on tightly to Emma’s hand while she guided us out of the club, making our way along the deck and down the stairs back to our cabin. It was quieter now away from the club, and as we walked, I could feel a sense of excitement building. None of us spoke a word throughout. Maybe it was the anticipation but my heart was racing as we approached our cabin. Chris opened the door leading Emma and I in.
For those who have been on a cruise and stayed in the normal cabins before, you will know that it is not exactly very spacious and comfortable. Two single beds with space enough to walk in between with another hanging bed above one of them. The setting presented wasn’t unlike the threesomes I had watched or read about where there was usually a large king size bed with plenty of room for all the manoeuvring. If there is one thing I have learnt from experience, human beings are extremely adaptable to their surroundings when life presents itself with a golden opportunity for a sexual encounter.
Chris and Emma wasted no time getting locked in a hot kiss, his hands having removed her top and bra while he played with boobs. Emma beckoned me over with her hand and I slid behind Chris, unzipping his berms as they fell onto the floor and began caressing his dick with from the outside of his boxers. Emma was moaning with delight as Chris sucked and licked her nipples. She was holding his head and pressing his face down against her boobs, her head tilted back as she soaked up the pleasure. Not wanting to miss out on the action, I took Chris’ dick out and started to play with it, stroking it faster while I rubbed by boobs against his back.
We were standing and going at this, the three of us, and our legs were starting to feel the strain. Even though Emma had since always claimed that it was her first threesome experience, she seemed like a season pro as she led the two of us through it. Moving to the bed, she laid on her back and told Chris to go down on her which he duly obliged. With that hard on he had, Chris knew that anymore of my handjob will cause him to explode soon and he needed to keep busy with something else to prolong the session for himself.
“Come over here dear,” Emma whispered to me as she took my hand and pulled me over. I moved closer to her and we started kissing. She was indeed a good kisser. It felt weird at first, kissing another girl and a good friend at that, but as I felt her tongue in her mouth, flicking and touching my tongue, the weirdness started to dissipate and I kissed her back aggressively. I was kneeling on the floor while kissing her as she lay on the bed, her right hand finding its way inside my shorts, circling the area near my clit on the panty. Emma suddenly stopped kissing and commanded me to get on top of her. I stripped off my clothes and got above her on all fours. Resting my thighs with her head in-between, I lowered my pussy and leaned forward with my hands resting on both sides. I could see Chris holding her legs apart, eating her out with his eyes closed, while moving his tongue up and down. I felt Emma’s breath against my pussy and her tongue began exploring slowly, tasting the juices and going inside occasionally. I started to grind myself against her face, trying to push my clit to where her tongue was to meet it and hint to her what I wanted. She moved her tongue around my labia, continually teasing me knowing that my clit ached for more action. When her tongue finally met my clit, I let out a long moan of satisfaction. Circling my clit, she inserted a finger (it could have been two, I wasn’t in a state to count) and thrusted slowly at the same time. I was lost in the ecstasy, enjoying the masterpiece Emma was using her tongue to draw on me while her fingers worked their magic. Her thrusts and licks started to quicken while I noticed her body was jerking to and fro. I didn’t know when it started but I looked up and saw that Chris was already inside Emma, her legs raised against his shoulders while he got up to speed. It was quite a sight I am sure, the three of us on one small bed with the room smelling of sex and sweat.
Our rhythm was metronomic, Chris pumping deep inside Emma while she licked and finger fucked me. I knew she was going to reach climax soon as her body started to convulse a little but never once did she slow down or drop her rhythm while satisfying me. What a pro, gal. She was the first to climax and letting out a shriek, pulling her hands out of my pussy and her mouth opened gasping for air in the process. Knowing Chris had not come and I was on the verge of it, I wasted no time in crawling towards him. No way was I not getting off in my first time. While Emma rolled aside, I assumed the same position she did and let him enter me. Emma and I were looked at each other while Chris upped his rhythm to a frantic pace, going as deep as he could with each thrust. Emma reached her hand over to my pussy and played with my clit at the same time, causing me to come in seconds. Chris came soon after, the exertions of the entire night taking a toll on him and he simply collapsed on the floor between the beds and just laid there staring blankly at the ceiling. He was probably extremely worn out as the condom was still on his already flaccid dick as he drifted off to sleep.
Emma and I remained on the small bed, our naked bodies touching and out faces close to each other, hair in an entire mess. The bedsheets were soaked with sweat and our juices. I could smell her, or most likely it was me I was smelling on her. Her eyes were already closed while mine were starting do so. I had just done it. My first threesome. It wasn’t like how and where I imagined my first experience would be but it definitely exceeded my expectations.
