This is a work of Fiction although some scenes may have been inspired by real events, thoughts or fantasies. This is a test to see how the story is received, it was written for my wife but she asked me to post it online. IF the reception is good I will continue the story and look at posting it on other sites.

Enjoy

Cruise Slut: Embarkation Day (part 1)

She may not have realized but she had been waiting for this cruise for a long time. Of course she loved being on a ship, on the Ocean, on Island Time but this one was going to be all of that and so much more. She knew that he loved her more than anything but she was so excited that he was supportive of her and her adventures. So excited that she‘s been wet constantly for months now.

As was customary they had arrived at the terminal early in the day, they would be amongst the first of the passengers to board. Lunch, drinks and into the Hot Tubs they would go. She had double checked when they left their hotel room to make sure her swimsuit was in the carry-on bag so she could change and get this party started. She’d made sure to bring the one he called her “Slut Suit”, because it left no question unanswered, it framed her ass nicely, showcased her cleavage (of which she had plenty). The linings had been removed so that her nipples and pussy lips would be featured prominently; it practically screamed “come fuck me”. She didn’t really need to advertise her availability, he had assured her that there were plenty of men, and women, who had already signed up to get a piece of her on this cruise. In fact he said that it was going to take a bit of work to get them all in, reminded her that it was a good thing that she fucked with all 3 holes - that would help. It still felt good to show off her assets, to feel all of those eyes on her body. She knew at least some of them were wondering how it would feel to play with her large tits, how they would taste, how her nipples would feel on their tongues. Did they know, no how could they, that if sucked properly her tits would release streams of fresh, warm milk. Her husband called it “Slut Milk” because it no longer served any purpose other than to get her fucked, it hadn’t been needed to nourish anyone in years. No worries, plenty of them would find out over the next two weeks. 

Drinks in hand (15 is a Challenge not really a limit after all) they headed to Lido Deck and found a couple of lounges. He kicked back to enjoy the parade of goodies on the deck while she headed into the Ladies Room to change, well not really change, but just to advertise. It’s not like she becomes a Slut just when she’s onboard but rather is free to share more freely when released from the shackles of everyday life, around family and friends. Speaking of shackles she thought I wonder if he brought any. Oh of course he did, he always thinks of her pleasure and as much of slut as she is he knows that sometimes she needs to feel like she has no choice, that way it’s not really her being her but just her doing what she’s told. Oh Gawd, I wonder how many people will be telling me what to do over the next two weeks she ponders as she enters the restroom and looks at herself in the mirror. She starts to head into a stall to change and then remembers his rules. Sluts don’t get modesty or privacy. A Slut’s tits, especially a couple as fine as hers, are community visual property just as her holes belong to anyone who wants to enjoy them. She removes her blouse, feeling the cool air stiffen her nipples. It is the cold air she thinks, right?  

It’s not the tattoos that come into view on her tits, into a view that anyone in the room could see. She remembers the trips to Sinfully Sensuous Tattoos to have them, and the ones a little lower, applied. While they are temporary, she has been looking at them for two months now, they’re supposed to last another two, at least. He had them applied back then so she would have plenty of time to look at them on her body, get to know them, embrace them and all they represent. She knows them intimately now and pictures them in her mind even if she’s not looking at them. She can remember how she felt as they were applied over 3 trips to the studio, oh well those recollections are for another time. She looks in the mirror to see them as she lightly runs her fingers over her tits, as he requires every time she dresses or undresses. Feeling the marks as she recites in her head their mantras. The script on her left tit proudly proclaiming she is a “Fuck Toy” but not, of course reserving her use to any one person. The one on her right tit reminds her that “I Don’t Say No” and causes her to instantly get wet. Her concentration is broken by the opening of the door. Instinctively she reaches for something to cover her tits, then realizes it pointless, the two women, have already seen her, and who knows they might be doing more than seeing her at some point, besides he would be disappointed in her modesty. He firmly believes that her beauty and sexuality is a gift to everyone. She lays her top on the counter and pulls down her shorts, now performing her ritual on the markings no longer hidden by her shorts. They amounted, two of them anyhow, to instructions for her use. Dropping her right hand down her fingers caressed the first part, featured prominently beside her cunt that said “Don’t Forget To” while across her sex on the other side it said “Fuck Me In The Ass”. It never failed to excite her to read those, realizing that anyone fortunate enough to expose her pussy would have no question about whether she was a Full Service Slut. The label “Free Use Slut'' directly above her clit wasn’t something he had planned. It was suggested by one of the little sluts that hung out to watch her spread her legs for the other two “Temporary Reminders of a Permanent Feeling”.  She didn’t even know which one, there was a small crowd watching the application of ink to her not so private parts. Thinking back she remembered that there were more spectators that last day than there were the days her tits were done. The two women are heading up to the counter to wash up and she can’t help notice them checking her out. She returns the favor, looking them over, even if they are not as exposed as she is. She realizes that she would not object to them joining her and her husband. Both attractive, probably mid-thirties, one with a nice full set of tits and the other smaller where it counted but sexy nonetheless. They are probably 20 years younger than her but she is confident she could out fuck both of them. They finished up and as they headed out the large titted blonde came over, placed her left hand on her bare ass, her right on one tit, leaned in to her and breathed warm air on her ear as she said “Looks like someone is ready to have fun this trip. Maybe we’ll see you later” and squeezed a nipple as she walked away. It was all the Slut could do to not Cum standing there as the other 2 walked out the door.

She tried to compose herself as she got dressed. Her top covered most of her tattoos, but you could see something over the top of the fabric, as well as much cleavage because this particular top was two patches of fabric somewhat covering her tits and laced together in front, but the laces were strung all the way back by both nipples. The panty bottoms provided about the same degree of coverage below. It was very apparent that her sex was tattooed, as the edges were visible and the flying V cut left the entire word “Free” visible prominently centered over her sex. Sure she thought you can’t see the whole phrase but it did leave her pussy marked as Free, I won’t even be able to trade pussy for free drinks with that going on. She gathered her things and headed out, not wanting him to wonder what was taking her so long.

She set out across the deck looking for her man. She didn’t find him on the loungers, just his carry-on bag remained where she last saw him. She added her bag to his on the chaise so she didn’t have to carry it around. Thinking he might have gone for more drinks she looked in at both bars on deck. She didn’t see him but did see many people, a good number of them checking her out, some on the sly and other outwardly starring. We did a good job with this swimsuit she thought, he picked a good one and my little modifications made it even better. All the attention was getting her worked up, she needs to find him soon. Resuming her search she walked toward the pool when she saw him. Should have known he would end up in a Hot Tub. She climbed the stairs to the elevated deck for the tub and saw he wasn’t alone. While not unusual generally they had a tub to themselves immediately after boarding because so many were worried about food and luggage and getting into their cabins. It seemed like every eye on deck was watching her, those in front locked on her large tits with her hard nipples so clearly visible, those behind her treated to a view of her ass gently swaying as she climbed the stairs. So lost in these thoughts she was that she didn’t notice the two people with her husband were her friends from the changing room. She realized this as she heard the blonde saying to him “she must be quite the little slut, she had all these tattoos that said so.” 

At that point he looked up at her and said “we’ll there you are, I was beginning to wonder about you. Tiffani here was just explaining to me what was going on. That’s good, I like that you were admiring yourself, observing your marks, realizing your worth, value and usefulness. It turns out Tiffani and her friend were admiring you as well.”

Tiffani turned to him, “It’s interesting that you didn’t tell me she’s yours as I was telling you about my encounter with her changing.”

“Ah well, you see” he said, “I was enjoying listening to you describe her. The lust in your voice, the wonder and awe as you recalled her beauty and her marks. I was quite enjoying it.” 

 “So tell me is she really everything it says she is?”

 “Don’t ask me,” he said, “ask her.” 

She turned to me and asked me the same thing. 

“Yes” I said ”I am very much a slut, I can’t get enough.” 

“Go ahead, ask her to do something, something that will demonstrate for you.” 

“Becca, Tiffani is going to give you instructions. Do I need to say more?”

 “No” 

“Becca” Tiffani said, "I want you to remove your suit bottoms and then come sit on my lap.”

She looked at him, he nodded and she began to slide them down over her sex and ass. 

“Stop!” he said. “Geez you are a Slut, we are out on the main deck, sit down in the tub before you finish.” Becca sat down and managed to remove her suit lowers, reaching across and handing it to Tiffani, she then slid over and sat in her lap. The redhead that was with Tiffani didn’t say anything but certainly had a sour expression on her face as Tiffani handed her Becca’s panties.

 “Here hold these for me, and for Gawd’s sake don’t chew on them.” 

He looked at Tiffani and said “she’s rather quiet.”

 “Yes she is, she knows to only speak when given permission. In fact she is very well trained and will do anything and everything I tell her too, no matter what, although she will pay later for that face she made that she thought I didn’t see.” 

Becca was slightly surprised at this, “Wow so she just obeys you like you're her Mommy or something? 

“Yep exactly,” Tiffani said, “she’s my Submissive Little Bitch. She’s a full on hardcore lesbian sub and super jealous. I love to make her watch me with others because it gets her so boiling inside, she knows better than to show it but it manifests itself in many ways. Since she is such a hardcore lesbian I also love to make her service guys, so much fun to torment her. But enough about us, tell me about you two.”

“This is Becca’s Slut Cruise, her chance to get away and let loose without anyone she knows finding out. She’s always had an insatiable pussy, but in recent years it’s become a whole body thing. We’ve been prepping her and this is her big moment, she’s going to be a non-stop little sex slut for two weeks.”

“You’ll be worn out trying to keep up with her I bet,” Tiffani said. 

He chuckled, “oh there’s no way I could keep up with this slut. That’s why we’re on a cruise for this, she has a ship full of people to fuck.”

“Cool, what’s she planning on doing?”

“No plan really other than what you saw laid out earlier. She’s a versatile, 3 hole slut that is available for any and every adult on this ship for the next two weeks, although we did put her up online so there are a few reservations”

“Really? You mean I can have this sexy little slut?”

“Becca, let her know it’s OK.”  

Becca took Tiffani’s hands and placed them on her tits as she said “I am here to be used by you if you would like.”

A group of other people began entering the Hot Tub at this point. Their little group got some interesting looks from the newcomers, but then that was to be expected: 3 sexy ladies in the tub with one guy, the redhead quietly sitting there staring at the big tit MILF sitting on the lap of the blonde next to the guy, while obviously holding a pair of womens suit bottoms in her hands - but no idea to whom they belonged. There was also the question of why was the one sitting on the blonde’s lap, there was plenty or room in the Hot Tub. 

Some of their questions were answered when he got up and said “let’s go Becca, I think we can get into our cabin now.” He got out first and opened a towel, blocking the view of the tub from the main deck as she climbed off of the blonde and rose out of the water.  Well the question of who the swimsuit belonged to was answered at least, but that answer may have raised even more questions as she exited the water with all of the newcomers getting a good view of her naked ass and pussy. 

“Becca, did you want to bring your suit with you, he asked?” 

“Oh yeah I guess I should," she said, turning back and sliding past all the newcomers to retrieve it from the redhead. 

“Thanks for hanging onto that for me, " she said. 

Tiffani followed her out of the tub this time saying “it was a real pleasure to meet you two. Come on Bitch let’s go I want to get to our cabin too, you have some work to do.”

“We’re in cabin 14210” he said, loud enough for everyone to hear, “in case she can’t get the job done.” 

“Oh she can get the job done but that doesn’t mean we won’t drop by sometime anyhow.”

“We look forward to seeing you, 14210” he repeated, “but  don’t mind if there’s a line to get in.”

They walked across the deck to the bar for refills before heading into the elevator. It was exhilarating to know there was nothing covering most of her body, just the towel wrapped around her waist and her suit top covering part of her tits and that was it, if the towel slipped her ass and tattooed pussy would be on view for everyone to see, and she didn’t put that past him. She wondered if anyone at the bar, or with them in the elevator knew that she was naked under the towel, and definitely ready to be fucked. She figured she probably had that look. 

“Well they were an interesting couple," he said as they rode the elevator up to their floor. 

“Yeah, the redhead  didn’t say one word the whole time.”

“It appeared,” he said, “that she knew her place, and that was to be quiet and not interfere with Tiffani’s game. She was enjoying you sitting on her lap.”

“Oh yes she was very much enjoying it. She had one hand on my ass the whole time and the other was fingering me most of the time.”

This comment grabbed the attention of those in the elevator with them, they were all now paying attention to the hot MILF. The elevator stopped and everyone got off, Becca and her man went left and the others right. “14210 is this way.” She noticed he seemed to speak loudly anytime he mentioned their cabin number, but didn’t think more about it.

They reached their cabin, near the end of this hallway and nestled in the corner, apparently where the width of the ship changed. He scanned his keycard and pushed the door open. She started to walk into the cabin when he stopped her. She was surprised, he’s always a gentleman, holding doors for her and the like. “Aren’t you forgetting something he asked?”

She thought for a moment and then remembered one of the expanded rules this trip: unless specifically getting dressed to go out she was to be naked at all times in the cabin. Surely he didn’t mean she was to strip down in the hallway (but she also remembered him saying he would take care of things if needed to comply), but of course he did. She looked around and realized he had picked this cabin in the corner specifically for a reason. The odds of a lot of foot traffic here were slim, just those coming to these few cabins, and a couple more around the corner. Oh well she thought, might as well get this party started. She faced him in the doorway and removed her top, freeing her full chest. Not bad, I’m topless and only covered below by a towel in the hallway and everything is fine. Well more than fine, she thought as she felt her nipples stiffen again and her pussy begin to moisten. I think this may be my normal state for the next 2 weeks. Of course there could be worse things to be then horny and ready to fuck. Just as she unwrapped the towel from her waist and handed it to him she heard voices down the hall. She figured he would move to let her in but he stayed in the doorway, looking at her. 

“Nice ass,” she heard as the 3 guys walked by. 

He stepped aside, “are you going to stand out there all afternoon?”

She came in and dropped to her knees, she was well trained and knew that on vacation the first thing she does every time they are both in the room is suck his cock. 5 minutes of working his usually hard shaft with her mouth. Licking and sucking and nibbling until the time is up, or until she coaxes his warm, salty load from his balls.  He wedged the stop under the door as she was assuming the position in front of the open cabin door. Oh well if anyone sees her sucking his cock no big deal, I’m sure it won’t be the only time this trip someone watches me with a cock in my mouth, or anywhere else. With that realization she engulfed his hard cock, swallowing the whole thing in one go. She is very proud of her cock sucking skills. She has worked hard on them over the years. 

She remembers the first time she saw his cock, made rock hard by his desire to bury it inside her body, she thought it was huge and that there was no way it would fit in either of her holes. Even though back then, although she didn’t realize yet that she was a Slut, she knew that she was supposed to open her mouth and suck it before spreading her legs and it taking it in her pussy. Back then the only dick she’d sucked and fucked regularly wouldn't fill a shot glass, more less pleasure a slut. Back then she blew her boyfriend and let him fuck her because it was her duty as a girl. Sure she’d had some other cocks beside pencil-dick, as she’d come to remember him, well actually stubby-pencil-dick, but only when she was drunk. Later she would know that she must have done her duty, got down on her knees and blown them before laying down and letting them them fuck her. It was always their pleasure, her duty. With Him she knew when she saw his cock that it would probably be the end of her. She had no memories that would help her process that monster (turns out it wasn’t really a monster, just a bit larger than average, but to her it seemed enormous at the time). She figured back then, the first time she was sober with a real cock, that she would kiss the very end of it, give it a few licks and then be a good girl and let him fuck her. She knew that she would never feel the torture that it would wreak on her body because she would pass out from the pain between her legs as that thing ripped and tore its way into her body. She wondered what it would feel like to have her vagina (she didn’t yet know it as a pussy, cunt, fuck-hole or anything else) stitched back together, but didn’t worry about it too much but because she didn’t think she would survive the experience, but for some reason she couldn’t explain she wanted to try! She didn’t yet understand that the tingling she sometimes felt between her legs, the moisture that often had leaked from between her legs were actually the tools to help a Slut take way more than he offered. Sure she had played with herself by that point, rubbing what she later learned was her clit, feeling those juices with her fingers, sliding a finger inside her but she didn’t understand why, just that she did. While it felt “good” she had yet to experience the joy of sex, didn’t even know that an Orgasm existed, forget about having experienced one. The finger she slipped occasionally inside herself was bigger, both around and longer, than the thing pencil-dick liked to stick inside her. Well it turned out she survived being split in two at both ends that first time (she was here after all), and it eventually led to her releasing the true slut that she was. That first time she had more cock in her mouth than she ever remembered , even if she didn’t yet know what deep-throating was or how to do it, or how much pleasure it could provide. Please, speaking of pleasure, she didn’t know until that evening that girls could derive pleasure from sex. We’ll maybe not girls, because that’s what she was before that monster split her pussy open and made her a Woman but damn a woman could get pleasure from it. She may not have been able to take that whole cock in her mouth back then (she didn’t yet realize that her mouth was connected to her throat for fucking purposes) but damn if he didn’t sink the whole 7 inches balls-deep in her pussy before he was done the first time. She was well on her way at that point to the self-realization that she was not just a Woman but a true Slut, although it would take many years to fully realize that. Many years of fucking and sucking his cock, and anything else that ended up near her holes. Gawd she thought my pussy, my cunt is so insatiable, I take anything up it I can find. Her mind started playing a slide show of many of the things she has taken up, or down, her holes through her journey as a slut: fingers, toes, tongues and cocks; dildos and vibrators of all types and sizes, plastic, silicone, glass; tools (how many women had their own drills and power saws) and toys of all types, a variety of food objects: carrots, cucumbers, corn, a pitcher full of strawberry margaritas (so they could drink from tubes in her pussy while they fucked), sausage and more, oh gawd the more, she smiles at the thought (the thought from a girl who was once worried about fucking a 7 inch cock) of the many butternut squash that she has creamed with her cunt juices as they stretched her pussy so wide that she couldn’t feel him as he fucked her after- hell he says he can’t feel her either afterwards and has to jerk his cock off just to cream her cunt, stretched so wide you can just slide your whole hand up inside her pussy. Of course squash fucking is her favorite, sorry Honey, but gawd it just fills her up like a Slut needs. The squash also led her to Double Vaginal Penetration (DVP with dildos, or dildos and his cock) and even triples. Maybe over these 2 weeks I can get a chance to try DVP with 2 real cocks she thinks. The thought of 2 cocks stuffing her, shooting jets of hot cum up her cunt at the same time…..damn I need to stop daydreaming about cocks and work this one in my mouth.

I felt his cock starting to swell and pulse, I knew my reward was coming, apparently the Slut that I am I was sucking him while I reminisced in my mind. He grabbed my face and pulled it off of his cock. Damn, I wanted to eat his cum…I am hungry, but this means he is going to coat my face with his cum. He told me this would be a regular occurrence on this cruise, also that I would not be allowed to clean it off, I can eat any I can reach with my tongue but can’t use anything else, not even fingers to clean my face after it has been cummed on. A Slut should be proud to wear the juice of a serviced cock, or cunt, he says. He wants people to look at me and know what a good slut I am, plus it’s good advertising, a Cum-Walk does more to say a slut is available for use than a dozen upside down pineapples. I felt the ropes of his cum as they connected with my face. He did a good job of missing my eyes but covering me all over, some was on my upper lip and I flicked my tongue up to lap it up. Gawd he has me so horny I would have swallowed it all and asked for more. 

“Go ahead, he said, get up and look at yourself in the mirror, what do you see?” 

”My face coated in your cum.”

“Well yes, but more than that, deeper. Look at your markings, don’t dwell on them, you’ll have time for that later, but look at them, look at your body, look at your face covered in cock juice. Do you see a True Slut,  born, raised and trained to service others in pursuit of her ultimate pleasure?”

 “Well, do you?” 

”I don’t know, maybe.” 

 “You just serviced my cock with one of your fuck-holes, yet your fucking cunt is wetter than your cum covered face isn’t it?”

“Yeah, I guess.” 

“Go ahead feel it, slide your fingers in your pussy. What’s wetter, your face or your hole?” 

I slide my right hand to my pussy, spread my lips and slide 2 fingers into my sex. “Oh my gawd” I exclaim. 

“That’s right it’s fucking wet” he says “and you didn’t even cum, did you”. 

“No”. 

He tells me to get up on the bed as he retrieves our Toy Bag from my carry-on. He always has it in my carry-on, both for ease of access and because he knows how horny it makes me (even though I claim otherwise) when security scans it through x-ray and sees the collection inside. Sometimes they will make me empty it out claiming it looks suspicious but I think it’s just for their amusement, and since I can smell my arousal by the time I finish I know that they can also. It usually draws a small crowd so I’m pretty worked up by the time I repack it. I get all kinds of reactions depending on who ends up there for the show. I’ve had smiles and nods from women, looks that are clearly undressing me and visualizing me with any or all of the toys in me from both men and women, and even one gal who held my attention with her gaze as I repacked the bag. She grinned, and said “you go girl” as I placed “The Fist” dildo back. It never fails to get me wet. 

He gets my favorite vibrator and a dildo out of the bag and hands them to me. “Here you go” he says. “One of our suitcases is here so you probably have 30-45 minutes while I unpack.” 

I’m sure my eyes lit up. 

“Here’s the deal though, remember what I told you when we were planning this, you may only cum while you are providing pleasure to someone else.” I am pretty sure my eyes dimmed a little at that point, I remembered him telling me that but didn’t really process it. 

I handed back the toys and said “Never mind” but he didn’t take them. 

“No, you will use them while I unpack, but don’t you dare cum. You can have fun, pleasure yourself but if you cum you WILL be punished. Oh yeah and don’t stop until I’m finished and tell you too. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” I was so conflicted, so horny I wanted to feel that vibrator buzz my clit while I filled my pussy with that double ended dildo, maybe both ends at the same time but I can’t cum. 

“Would you shut the door please?” 

“Nah, it’s fine, no one can see you around the corner.” 

“But they might hear me” I said, knowing that I can be vocal.

“That's OK” he said “They need to get used to it, besides it is a very pleasing sound listening to you masturbate. “Of course someone might come in to investigate, but if they do I’m sure they will already know what’s going on, regardless you will pay them no mind.” 

“You don’t mean I should keep doing it, you know…”

“I absolutely mean you should keep vibrating your clit and pounding your pussy with your large, fake cock until I tell you to stop.” “These might be the same people that could be fucking that same pussy some time later, we wouldn’t want them to wonder about the level or quality of Sluttiness now would we.” 

I wanted to be embarrassed, to tell him I couldn’t but my needy cunt wouldn’t let me. I climbed up on the bed, leaned against the wall and spread my legs wide, giving him a good show, at least it was only him right now. Wait, why is my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I think that? I turn the vibrator on and place the head of the Doubler at my juicy hole. As I push the dildo inside me I place the buzzing wand on my clit, oh gawd I almost forgot how much I LOVE THIS. “Don’t forget, DO NOT cum you little slut, that is reserved only for when you are providing pleasure to someone else, and my watching you fuck yourself like an out of control little Hussy doesn’t count as pleasure, as much fun as it is. You may stop using one toy or the other at times if you need to help slow yourself down so you don’t cum but you can’t stop using both at the same time.”

I heard his instructions, but hoped I can remember them, I’m already getting into it. I just relax my brain, close my eyes and let my inner Slut take over, tuning out everything except my needy pussy and my clit. I’m pounding away at myself because I know that’s how he likes me to do myself while he watches, there isn’t 40 minutes of unpacking so I know he is spending more time watching me than working, and running the wand over my tight little bud while trying to think of the most dull and boring stuff so that I don’t cum. Pound, buzz, pound, buzz…pound, buzz. Lather, rinse, repeat.