About s ago I took a cruising holiday to Norway. The party were all singles and we got on really well together. One girl in particular, Ann, seemed to be attracted to me as much as I was to her. We’d try to sit next to each other on the shore excursions and always find one another out on deck or at meal times. A couple of weeks before the holiday, she’d fallen and broken her right wrist, which was in a plaster cast. I helped as much as I could with carrying things for her when needed. Everyone seemed to think that we’d become an item if things continued the way they were going.
The Norwegian part of the holiday had been on one of the little ships that served a couple of fjords just north of Bergen, The cabins on board were tiny to say the least. One average person in a bunk was overcrowding, never mind two! There was no privacy so we just found quiet corners to sit, talk and cuddle. Nothing even sexual.
On the last leg from Bergen to Newcastle we were on a larger ferry and each in a single cabin (mostly with two or more bunks). After leving Bergen we sailed down from Bergen to Stavanger, where we arrived mid evening, then went for Dinner. After eating the party sat and chatted and drank for a couple of hours. Ann and I decided to go on deck, where we found some privacy, but it was cold so we then went down to her cabin to finish off the last of our duty free drinks.
I put my left arm round her shoulder and hugged her near. “You know that the rest of the party think we might become an item if we continue the way we’re going on?” I whispered in her ear.
“Yes. I was hoping that things would work out like that” was her reply in her soft scots accent. She pulled my right hand across her chest with both arms and I kissed the side of her face. She turned to return the kiss and smiled, hugging my hand even more. My fingers were on her left breast, which I gently squeezed. and began to massage through her blouse and bra. She hugged me tighter, then reached out to turn the light so that only a small night light was on.
We then lay down on the bunk, still in our embrace, but the change of position had given me a chance to undo the buttons on her blouse, which I gently eased off her shoulders and unhooked her bra as we began to kiss more intently. Ann, in the meantime, had begun to undo my shirt and was moving her fingers in a circle roung my nipples. That, along with the contact of the plaster cast was giving me a massive errection.
Quickly, we removed the rest of each others clothes, then resumed the embrace on the bunk. Slowly, I began to kiss my way down Ann’s neck and onto her breasts, gently kissing each in turn as I moved my hand down onto her inner thigh an then up to her fur covered mound.
“I’ve no protection” I whispered.
“That’s alright. I’ll sort any problems out at home” was her reply.
I began to explore her by now moistening hole, firstly with one finger, then two. In the meantime, Ann’s right hand was caressing my hard tool.The contact with her plaster cast made it a greater erection than I thought possible.
I rolled on top and she guided the tip into her hole. “O K?” I queried. Ann nodded and I gently eased my tool in about an inch until I felt resistance. I could see a slight smile on her face. To a further nod, I thrust firmly through the resistance, which made her wince. I took the weight of my body on my arms and knees. We continued to kiss, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues.
After a minute or so, Ann nodded and I resumed thrusting rhythmically, getting deeper each time. She moved her own hips in time to my rhythm, then wrapped her legs round my own to get deeper penetration. I exploded in her, moments before her own climax. We collapsed together on the bunk, still in an embrace.
Ann had bled only a little. There was very little evidence of our passion visible, except that my tool was covered with our mingled juices. She cradled my tool and balls in her casted hand, smiled at me and said “You’ve carried enough for me this past few weeks. Is this a good way to carry something for you.” She then gently stroked my tool to errection and began to kiss the tip, then began to take it into her mouth until I came again. “Ooh, it’s salty” she said as she swallowed.
We resumed our embrace. I cradled her casted arm and began to kiss each finger in turn. The contact with the cast gave me another hard on and we again fucked, but with more control and were able to prolongue the joy of being together.
I spent the whole of that night with Ann in my arms and we fucked again just before breakfast. During the last few hours of the crossing we sneaked away twice for a private cuddle and to fuck in my cabin, then got ready for a sad farewell.
We met up again a month later but realised that nothing could come of our friendship as we both had responsibilities at home with aged parents. However, we’ve continued to send Christmas cards and affectionate notes.
This year, I took holiday near to where ann lives and decided to contact her so that we could have a meal and chat together. Sadly, the meal was out. Ann had an engagement to sing (she has a fine soprano voice), but I was invited to sit in and listen.
After the performance was over, we drove back to her home and I was invited in for coffee.
As we sat down, she said “My feet are killing me.”
I reached down and raised her feet, swung them onto my lap and began to massage her toes. I could tell from the expression on her face that she was enjoying the attention. I reached up and worked her tights down so that she could enjoy the sensation even more and continued to work on her feet.
Gradually, I moved my attention up her legs to her calf, then thighs. I could see that she was arroused by the dampness of her panties and so I continued to work my way up until I could move her panties to one side and once again insert a finger into her moist hole. She smiled and pulled my head towards her face and we began to kiss.
“Thanks, you’ve hit the right spot now” she said.
I quickly removed my own clothes and turned the lights down low and we resumed our embrace.
Our night together, almost s after the first was just as passionate. We still have close feelings for one another and have agreed to keep in touch. I only hope that it won’t be another s before we link up again!
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