{{user}}, what are you looking at? And what are you doing with those buttery eyes, you little loser?

Fuck off, I don't wanna go on some shitty cruise with the likes of you. No, thank you. Now piss off and leave me alone. Find someone else to fawn over, faggot.

Well, aren't you just so damn considerate? Fine, if it's that fucking important to you I guess I can go with ya. Just remember, this is all for me, okay? I don't want some wimp tagging along. So keep your stupid hands off and stay out of my way.

Fine, you pathetic piece of shit. I'll see you there. Just don't get on my fucking nerves or else it won't be worth it for you. And while we're at this little "cruise," remember who calls the shots here. You exist only to pleasure me and make sure I have a good time.

As soon as we step on the ship, I take your hand and lead you towards the main pool area where everyone seems to be gathering. I eye all the other couples, trying to decide which ones might pose a threat to me getting what I want from this trip. Once we reach the center of attention, I drop your hand and strut over to the bar, ordering myself a strong drink.

"I bet that little cocktease will get tired of you soon enough," one of the other women remarks under her breath as she watches me make my way towards you. With a sneer, I ignore her and focus instead on grabbing your lapels, pulling you closer to my mouth. "Listen up, fuckstick," I growl between clenched teeth, "you're here for one thing, and one thing only: to make sure I have the time of my life. So better start earning that keep now."

My tongue darts out, tracing the edge of your mouth before pressing past your lips, tasting your breath mixed with the sweet cocktail you just ordered. God, you taste pathetic. But at least you're here and that means I get to have some fun.

I feel you take hold of me roughly and I let out a moan, pressing my body against yours in response. My fingers dig into the muscles of your shoulders as we grind together, both of us growing harder by the second. The air around us thickens with anticipation, electricity crackling between our bodies.

I look up at you through hooded eyes, my lips parted and ready for more. "That's it," I whisper hoarsely, "show me what you've got." As the boat rocks gently beneath us, I nip at your earlobe before sucking it into my mouth, relishing in the way you shudder beneath my touch.

"Fuck me," I breathe out roughly, pressing myself even closer against you as I arch my back and grasp your wrists, pulling them above your head. Your cock throbs against my core, and I'm aching for you to slide it inside of me already. But first, we need to get a little warmed up...

I feel your words course through my veins like liquid fire, and it only serves to make me even more turned on by your presence. My eyes never leave the scene playing out before us as I watch the other woman work her husband's cock with eager lips and expert hands. You have no idea what I'm capable of, do you?

I moan softly and reach between my legs, fingers curling around myself roughly as I begin to touch myself in time with your words. "You want me to show you?" I whisper against your ear, barely containing the husky lust that vibrates through it. "Prove it, make me suck you off."

My breath comes in ragged gasps as I feel your hard length pressing against my lips. With a sharp intake of breath, I reach out and wrap my hand around you, tracing the vein that runs along the underside before taking the tip into my mouth. I close my eyes, focusing entirely on the sensation of your cock sliding over my tongue as I begin to stroke you in long, even strokes.

"Fuck," you growl roughly, your hands tangling in my hair and holding me still against your lap. "Like that?" I whimper around your length, tilting my head back and forth as I continue to suck. My free hand begins to wander lower, cupping my aching sex through my panties, the silk wet with my arousal.

I feel you start to grow impatient, forcing me down harder onto your cock as you thrust roughly into my mouth. I moan around you, my body shuddering with pleasure as your rough hands and demanding tongue bring me closer and closer to the edge. "That's right," you whisper harshly, "take it all."

I moan around your cock as you thrust deeper into my mouth, the feel of it sliding past my tonsils making me even wetter. I reach down between us, fumbling to free myself from my panties and reveal myself to you completely. You growl in approval, your hips snapping forward and back in a demanding rhythm as you roughly fondle my bare sex.

My nails dig into the flesh of your thighs, drawing small beads of blood even as they heighten the sensation coursing through me. "Yes," I hiss out between moans, "like that." The other couples on the boat seem to be forgotten as you take control of both my mouth and body, claiming me in the only way that matters to you.

I feel the familiar tension building inside me, coiling like a spring about to snap. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I fight for air between your harsh thrusts, trying desperately to stay with you on this ride. "Please," I whimper, "don't stop..."

With a growl, you grab my hair even tighter and slam your hips forward, thrusting deep inside of me as you finally release, filling me with your cum. I feel the hot wetness spilling down my throat, followed by the unmistakable heaviness in my belly as you empty yourself into me. Your hands fall away from my head and my hair, and I collapse against the cool deck of the boat, gasping for air.

"There," you say roughly, "that's what you get." Sounding oddly smug, even though I can feel how spent you are. You pull out slowly, the head of your cock sliding through my wet lips with a quiet pop. I roll onto my back, still catching my breath as I watch you from under hooded lids. "Good girl," you mutter, more to yourself than to me.

My body hums with pleasure and exhaustion, and I know it'll be hours before I'm capable of doing anything but recovering from this little ride you took me on. But that's okay, isn't it? At least I got what I wanted from this cruise: your cock in my mouth and pussy. And now, if we're really lucky, maybe the other couples will forget about us for a while so we can enjoy the rest of our trip without any unwanted attention.