6 comments/ 29307 views/ 4 favorites Mystery Prize Ch. 01 By: Kot_Carson Mystery Prize Chapter 1: Winning the Prize Note: This is a prologue to a multi-part story that will set the stage for the future chapters. It is one of my first submissions here, and I would very much appreciate any input and feedback you can give me. I hope you enjoy it! :) Many, many, many thanks to Favorites Goddess who's editing and input was fantastic! At 3:00pm I always walk the door and pick up the mail. Today was no different, I brought the mail into the house and began sorting through it. "Bill...Bill...Bank statement...What's this one, hon?" I asked, showing her an envelope with blue borders on either side and sealed with a wax impression. "I don't know, let me open it," Lucy said taking it from me. I sorted through the rest of the mail while she opened the mystery letter and read over it. There wasn't anything that important in the rest of the mail unless you count the new editions of Game Informer, Mac|Life, Wired and her copy of US Weekly. Lucy skimmed the letter and reread it over a second time. She got a quizzical look and further examined the document from front to back. "What is it?" I asked. "I'm not sure, Cal," she replied. "Do you happen to remember signing up for a contest lately?" I scratched my stubble and thought for a moment. "I don't remember specifically signing up, but I could have online or filled out a contest pamphlet in the mall or out of a magazine or something. Why? What's up?" "Oh, well, I guess it might be legit, here take a look." She handed me the letter and I looked it over quickly. "It sounds like we won the 1st place prize! We've won a free 10-night cruise anywhere in the world. We just have to go to their website, go to their contest page, enter our confirmation code and select which cruise we want to take!" "Oh, awesome!" I exclaimed, grabbing my laptop. "I didn't think anybody ever won those contests. I was just hoping I'd get a video game or free magazine subscription or something, you know?" I didn't wait for her to reply before typing in the cruise's website into the browser. > We entered our confirmation code and were soon on the next screen. -Mexican Riviera -Round trip from San Diego to Hawaii -Vancouver, British Colombia to Los Angeles, California -Japan -British Isles -Caribbean island hopping -Bahamas -Australia and New Zealand > > After discussing our options for a few moments we decided to click on Australia and New Zealand, since we would never be able to afford to go to that part of the world otherwise. Just the airfare alone would have bankrupted us, and we had always wanted to travel somewhere exotic. We learned the ship we would be sailing on was named "Helios' Golden Lantern", a reference to The Sun in Grecian mythology. When we to the departure port, a crewmember was happy to take our luggage and showed us where to go to finish the registration process. We learned that our room keys would be linked to our credit cards, so carrying anything except the room keys onboard would not be necessary. Our luggage was taken by crewmembers and we joined lots of couples who were already chatting with one another, eagerly waiting to get on board. We took our seats by another couple around our age who were not talking with anybody else. By this time, it was already around 11:30, and I was getting hungry; my stomach let out a loud growl. The couple next to us laughed, in addition to a few others nearby; apparently, being hungry was the best way to break the ice before boarding. "Wow, someone's ready for the cruise!" an older woman around 65 said, sitting down next to Lucy. "Listen, hon, my husband and I have taken this cruise a number of times, and the only thing better than the food are the onboard activities!" I smiled, and introduced ourselves to the older woman. "Glad to hear it," I said, "We had heard that the best reason to cruise is the food, I can't wait. I'm Cal, and this is my wife Lucy. We're the Hobbes'." "I'm Sheila," the woman said, shaking my hand and then giving Lucy a friendly hug. "My husband and I took this exact same cruise two years ago. This year, I'm taking it by myself, its what Jack would have wanted, God rest his soul." Lucy and I frowned, "I'm sorry to hear that," Lucy said to Sheila, though neither of us knew what to say after. Sheila changed the topic before Lucy flooded the waiting area. "Anyways, where are you kids from? I'm from Palm Springs, California!" "Really?!" burst Lucy. "We're from Palm Desert, just a few miles away from each other!" "That's wonderful, sweetie! How do you kids like it in the desert?" "We love it!" I interjected. "3 months of hellish and 9 months of heavenly weather! It's amazing!" Lucy continued next, "And way more affordable than Los Angeles!" "And how!" Sheila said happily. "Here's my card, it has my phone and email on it. If you kids ever need something out there, you call me any time! Day or night!" We thanked Sheila, put the card in my pocket and I gave her one of my cards too. "Oh, it looks like they're letting people through," I observed they had begun boarding the ship. My stomach let out another gurgle. At this point, Sheila gave her ticket, and made her way onto the boat. "I hope I'll see you kids later!" We smiled and waved to her, and then presented our tickets to enter the ship. "Oh, so you're Mr. and Mrs. Hobbes!" the crewmember exclaimed when he took our tickets. He called over a supervisor who came to our sides immediately. "So, this is the lucky couple!" he said in a thick Australian accent. "I'm Ian, the cruise director!" We shook hands and I whispered to Lucy, "See! I told you! Everybody named Ian is Australian!" She jabbed me in the ribs playfully and we followed Ian onboard. Ian showed us around the ship, making sure we knew where the various restaurants were as well as the pool deck, dance halls, both theaters, bars, clubs and the main dining room. After our private tour, he took us to our room. When we booked our room online, we figured we'd get a nice room but not one of the four VIP rooms available onboard. The room had a king-size bed, a sitting area, a large balcony, a bathroom with both a shower and a bathtub and the many amenities you'd find in a luxury hotel room. The Jacuzzi tub was a nice touch, the rest of the bathroom had fragrant potpourri that filled the air with a pleasurable smell. The room itself smelled of fresh laundry, clean without having the overbearing scent of cleaning solutions. "This is nicer than our house!" I blurted out, and got another jab in the ribs from my wife. Ian laughed and said he'd heard that before, and that I shouldn't be embarrassed by saying so. "The ship will be leaving in the next couple hours, so make yourselves at home, explore the boat some more, go up to the buffet and get to know some of the passengers. Prior to our embarkation, there would be an informational seminar that passengers new to Pleasure Cruises should attend." He made sure to stress the fact we should attend the meeting, then continued before heading off for the rest of his duties. "That's a gift from all of the crew aboard The Golden Lantern," he said, pointing out a tray with a bottle of wine and many smaller bottles next to it. We thanked Ian, and Lucy went to look at the crew's gift. "They're bottles of massage oils!" she exclaimed. "That was nice of them," I said and began unpacking what we brought in our carry-ons. The rest of our luggage would arrive later this afternoon. We went to the elevators and found the buffet was being served on the "Lido Deck," the same deck as the gym and pool. Everything set out for the buffet looked amazing; it was difficult to decide what we should take. Soon we found a table and began to eat, the food tasted even better than it looked. "Is anyone sitting there?" asked a familiar sounding voice. It was the young lady from the couple we sat nearby before boarding the boat. "Mmmgfff," I said with a mouth full of delicious spaghetti and meatballs. "Cal! Don't talk with your mouthful!" Lucy teased. "No, come join us! We're Cal and Lucy!" I hadn't noticed before but they were both incredibly tall -- which was a far cry different from Lucy and myself. We knew we were on the shorter side, but the couple standing over us looked like giants. "Thanks!" she said, putting her tray down next to mine. Her companion put his next to Lucy's. "We're Stacie and Hank," she said introducing themselves. "Have you ever seen anything like this buffet?" This time I swallowed my mouthful before speaking, "No way, I mean in my undergraduate college our dining hall always had buffets but it can't compare to the selection here! Have you tried the chocolate lava cake?" "Mmm, no, but that sounds delicious," Stacie said. "I'm not a chocolate person, but I'm sure Stacie would love it," Hank said. "How about the pulled pork? Amazing!" "Have you been on one of these cruises before?" Lucy asked the other couple. "No we haven't," Hank said. "We've gone on other cruise lines, this one sounded like it would be a lot more fun and exciting. On our first cruise, we made the mistake of booking one during spring break to The Caribbean. The only thing worse than the hundreds of kids aboard, were the frat boys and sorority girls who were constantly drunk and requesting the worst music. I'll tell you one thing, I don't know who let the dogs out, but if I catch that mother fucker it will be justifiable homicide." His timing could not have been better; I inhaled my soda because I was laughing so hard. "That was hilarious," I said, catching my breath. "I hate that song too. Anyway, you said this one would be more exciting?" Stacie and Hank exchanged quick glances at each other. Stacie was the first to break the short silence, "Well, we've just heard that this cruise line tends to cater to a more mature clientele. I don't think we'll be seeing many 19 year olds with the word 'COLLEGE' written on their shirts. Or anybody wearing Pokémon swimsuits." Luckily, my board shorts had the Green Lantern symbol on them... We continued chatting and every so often someone would get up to get something else to eat or drink. Finally, an announcement came over the PA system informing us that all the passengers were on board. We also learned the safety drill would be beginning in a half hour so the buffet would be closing down until after the boat had left the port. A crewmember came by and cleared our table. We thanked Hank and Stacie for the nice conversation and hoped we'd meet up with them in the future. Now, it was time to head back to the room to prepare for the drill. ***** Once we gathered our life vests, we made our way to where we were supposed to meet for the drill. There, we learned what we should do in case of emergencies. Judging from everyone around us, Hank and Stacie were right. Not a single college hoodie or crying toddler was in sight. Instead, the rest of the guests gathered at our safety station were young to mature adults. If I had to guess, Lucy and I in our early 30's could have been in the youngest age group of the boat. "I'm pretty sure nobody here gives a shit who let the dogs out," I muttered beneath my breath. Lucy giggled softly. The safety drill concluded, we went back to the room and put the life vests away. Afterward, we decided to head to Deck 16, the pool deck, to watch our embarkation. When we got in the elevator, we made some small talk with the other guests who were equally excited for their 10-night trip as well. The elevators doors opened on Deck 16 and we were totally taken by surprise. Two women, a brunette and redhead, were on the other side of the doors making out. Living in southern California, Lucy and I were not sheltered when it came to same-sex public displays of affection. This was not the typical kiss on the cheek or hand holding we were used to. The brunette had her hands on either side of the redhead's face, pulling her close so she couldn't pull away even if she wanted to. The redhead had one hand around the brunette's waist, while her other cupped one of her breasts gently caressing her through her blouse. The brunette finally pushed the redhead away, "That's my elevator, sweetie," she said. "Aw, it was just getting interesting," the redhead said, twisting a curl of hair in her hands. The rest of us got out of the elevator, making room for the brunette. She blew the redhead a kiss and winked at her. "Unless you're planning on going down with me, I'm Jennifer and am in room 789. Maybe you'll drop by sometime!" "I just might!" the redhead replied, 'catching' the kiss Jennifer blew to her. "I'm Caitlin and am in room 608!" "Dude! You're our neighbor!" I exclaimed as the doors to the elevator slid shut. "We're in 610!" Apparently, everybody else had picked up on the fact that these two women were just introducing themselves to each other. I was oblivious for now. I got another elbow from my wife, but I'm pretty used to that. "Oh my God, Cal! Don't you have any filter?" "No..." I replied sheepishly, everybody around laughed including the redhead Caitlin. The rest of the crowd dispersed leaving Lucy, Caitlin and myself. "I mean, sometimes I don't say the first thing that pops into my head..." "That's adorable! Is he for real?" Caitlin asked Lucy. "Unfortunately." She rolled her eyes. "And I'm stuck with him for life. Or until he has enough money to make divorce worthwhile." It was obvious she was joking but made sure to squeeze my hand and kiss my cheek reassuringly nonetheless. "That's funny, so you really don't have much impulse control do you?" "No, not really," I answered. "I've already put my foot in my mouth at least half a dozen times today." "Baker's dozen," noted Lucy. Both girls laugh at my expense, but I didn't mind too much. "So, I'm going to pull a Cal here," Lucy continued, "Because I'm curious and he's clueless. You and she...you didn't know each other's names?" "Oh," laughed Caitlin, "No, that's what these Pleasure Cruises are all about you know? I guess you could say I'm impulsive like your husband. I see what I want, and I go for it. Come, sit with me, we'll get to know each other as we wait for the ship to leave." The three of us found a nice place to sit and watch the longshoremen finish loading everything onto the boat. We introduced ourselves and learned that Caitlin preferred to be called Cait. "This is your first cruise here, huh?" Cait asked. "It's obvious, huh?" I answered. "I've been on seven Pleasure Cruises, a couple Royal Caribbean cruises, a Princes cruise and a Carnival cruise. And I can tell you without a doubt that Pleasure Cruises are the most fun and exciting! They really go balls out to make these cruises more romantic, exciting and sexy than the others." She laughed to herself, "There's nothing quite like getting blue balls or purple pussy while enjoying somebody's company due to the rambunctious behavior of kids or idiots on board, you know? Pleasure Cruises goes well out of their way to ensure their guests are more mature than some of the other cruise lines." "That makes sense," Lucy said. "We already heard from another couple that we won't have to worry about spring breakers aboard this ship, which is nice." "That's true...not that naïve college students don't have their place." The conversation would have continued, but the blasts from the ship's horn told us we were making our leave from the docks. It was really awesome; our free vacation was finally underway! What many other people on the boat did next was even more shocking than what we saw coming off the elevator. A number of women had taken off their shirts, exposing their breasts to all around them. Lucy and I did not know what to make of it, and our puzzled expressions were easily visible. "Remember, Pleasure Cruises caters to mature clientele!" reminded Caitlin, who began to remove her shirt, but stopped when Lucy interrupted her. "So, they don't mind if people show off their bodies?" asked Lucy blushingly. "Like going topless is fine?" "Sure, honey, and more! Come on, I can tell my Cal's face, he wants you to show off for the ship! Isn't that right?" I nodded, doing my best to hide the fact I wanted Lucy to join in, so she could show off her beautiful body and breasts as well. "Here, let me help, babe." Lucy bit her lip nervously, she'd never done anything like this before. "Okay, Cal. Just for you!" She turned around, and I pulled up her shirt and tried unlatched her bra. "Uh-uh, not yet!" she teased, turning around to face me. She put her arms around me, burring her face into the part of my chest where my shoulders meet my neck, just above the clavicle. She kissed my neck softly and said, "Now you can do it." I unlatched her bra as she moved away from me, letting it slide off her chest and onto the deck chair. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Cait smile seductively at Lucy and myself. "Don't stop it there, sweetie!" "So, nobody would mind if I were to do this?" asked Lucy, turning around placing both of my hands on her breasts. She pulled her hands from mine and grabbed my messy hair, pulling me closer to her. This was an entirely new Lucy than I had ever experienced. She pulled me close and our lips touched, we kissed for what seemed like an eternity. "I liked that," I told her, turning her around, so she was facing me again. "That was really hot!" The scientist in me could have sworn the ship must have been pumping in something to lower our inhibitions. They weren't and it sure felt great to shake off some of the societal norms we've grown to accept -- just seeing Lucy topless in front of a crowd was a huge turn on! "Yeah it was," Cait chimed in, we had momentarily forgotten about her and everyone else. For that brief moment, nobody else was onboard the ship, just me and my beautiful wife. Finally our embrace ended, Lucy blushed a deep red, and tried to cover herself up, embarrassed about what just happened. "Awww!" a small crowd around us murmured sadly. "Oh shush," Cait said, playfully scolding them. "This is their first time on a Pleasure Cruise!" With that, we were outted. "Don't worry, it gets easier!", "Keep it up, you'll fit in in no time!" and other supportive phrases were aimed our way. "See?" asked Cait. "That's what these Pleasure Cruises are all about! By the way, you two are great kissers. And Lucy, you have the perkiest tits I've ever seen. And honey, I've seen a lot!" Lucy blushed more, but the three of us had a laugh. "You can put your shirt back on if you want, bunny," I told Lucy. Surprisingly, she decided to stay topless. "It's funny," she told me. "I just feel like I'm comfortable like this, look around, I'd stick out like a sore thumb if I wasn't topless!" I took her advice and scanned the pool deck. She was right, there was hardly a woman still on the deck who was wearing her top. Most of the people who wanted to watch the embarkation had since left the pool deck since it was getting chilly, but seeing that Lucy was not the only one who decided to push her boundaries was interesting to observe. In fact, by now Cait was topless as well, she and Lucy had similarly colored pale skin. Their breasts were quite different from one another's, however. Where Lucy's were huge for her small frame, Cait's were quite small comparably. Lucy was probably a hair under 5'3" and had plenty of curves in all the right places. Cait, on the other hand, was tall and slim. She still had a great body, freckles dotted her arms and even her breasts. Lucy's skin had almost no blemishes or beauty marks to speak of. Mystery Prize Ch. 01 "—What do you think, Cal?" Lucy asked. "Huh?" "Cal, Cal! My face is up here, sweetie!" I shook off my memorization comparing the two women's breasts and looked up at my wife's face. "Oh, Cal. What am I going to do with you, baby?" She sighed and shook her head while rolling her eyes. "Anyways, Cait asked if we want to go back to our rooms to get ready for dinner? We're getting cold up here, and dinner's in about an hour and a half." "An hour and a half! You need an hour—" I didn't want to get hit again so I cut myself off. "Yes, sure. That sounds just fine. I need a shower anyway, why don't we head back, we can get ready and then head to dinner together? They have to have something on TV for me to watch while you two beautify yourselves." We started walking back to the elevators, and the girls put on their shirts again, but opted to forget about their bras. They'd have to take them off immediately anyway. "Tonight's one of the three formal nights, right?" "One of them, but this is the least formal of the three," Cait told us in the elevators. "I mean, you need to dress nicely, and they won't let you in the dinning hall wearing jeans and T-shirt, but if you have a collared shirt some khakis and nicer shoes you should be fine. The big formal night changes per cruise, I'm sure they'll tell us when the one is. You'll either want to wear a full suit or even rent a tuxedo onboard if you didn't bring one. Tonight you'll probably just want to wear a sexy dress, Lucy. One that shows off all that beautiful cleavage of yours! And on the really formal night... use your imagination!" "Hey!" I snapped lightheartedly, "She's more than a nice rack! She's got a great ass too!" I slid my hand down her back and softly caressed her nice round butt. The three of us laughed and got off the elevator, making our way to our rooms. As I suspected, our rooms were right next door to each other's. "I'm going to take a shower too. Lucy, why don't you and I shower first, that way once we're both cleaned up we can get ready and do our make up together?" asked Cait, unlocking her room. "That sounds fun!" Lucy exclaimed while I unlocked our room. I jokingly snapped again, "Oh, I get it. No men allowed. I see how it is. Fine, be that way. I'm sure there's some Australian Rules Football game I can watch and not understand the rules at all while you're getting ready together!" We walked into our separate rooms and while Lucy's shower was warming up, I noticed we had adjoining doors. I opened ours and knocked on hers. "Hmm?" came her response, "What's up?" She opened her door, and already had a towel around herself. "I didn't know we had adjoining rooms, but that's pretty cool. Lucy, when you're done showering, just come into my room, ok?" "That sounds great!" shouted Lucy from the bathroom, just about to get into the shower. "Or, if you're done earlier, just come on in. I'm sure Cal wouldn't mind chatting with you some more while I finish up in here! I tend to take long showers." "Alright, see you two in a little while!" While the girls were taking their individual showers, I entertained myself unpacking some of our luggage that had since arrived in our room. As I put away some of our clothes, I noticed that Lucy came more prepared than I was aware of. She had lots of lingerie with her, most of it I had never seen before. Just thinking about her wearing it for me got my heart racing. I could tell she was not finished with her shower and it sounded like Cait was still in hers. "There's got to be time for a quickie before dinner," I thought to myself, taking off my own clothes. When I entered the bathroom, steam was everywhere. Lucy must not have heard me come in. The shower doors were steamed up, making it difficult to see inside. Though it was difficult to see, I could definitely hear over the running water. "Mmmmm," Lucy moaned softly. I knew that sound... apparently I wasn't the only one who was feeling excessively horny onboard the ship. Quietly, I pushed open the shower door, surprising Lucy. The steam parted, I could see Lucy clearly now. If she knew I had pushed open the shower door, she didn't react. Her right hand caressed her left breast, at the same time she was masturbating with her left. "Maybe you want a had there?" I asked. She screamed in surprise, obviously I was right and she hadn't noticed me entering the bathroom or the shower with her. "Mmm, that would probably be nice," she said beckoning me to come into the water stream with her. "But we don't have too much time, sweetie. Why don't you finish me off, and then I'll help you out?" "No, I have a better idea," I replied, noticing there was a bench built into the shower. "Why don't you lean over and we'll have some fun together?" "I'd like that, but you're not ready yet, baby. But I'll help!" She pushed her naked body against mine, and began kissing me. The water against my back felt great, the longer we kissed, the harder I got. She reached down and began to stroke my hardening shaft. I reached up, cupping her breast in my hand again. We continued kissing, and she pulled my hand down from her breast down between her legs. Her shaved pussy was already incredibly wet, that was all the incentive I needed. My penis sprung to its full length in her grasp. "I'm ready now," I said turning her around and positioning her over the bench. I felt again between her legs, making sure she was ready to take my inside her. "Get in me, Cal!" Lucy said, while I teased her pussy's opening. "I can't take it any more! Please, fuck me, Cal! Fuck me!" I pushed my cock into her pussy. It slid in very easily. "Oh honey, you're so wet down there! It's so hot! You feel so good!" We fucked gently for a few moments, we hadn't had sex in this position for a while. "Want me to go faster?" I asked, beginning to thrust harder into her. "Yes! Yes! Make me cum! Grab my tits and finger me, Cal!" I did just what she asked, I massaged one of her breasts and fingered her clit and began accelerating my thrusts. I loved fucking her doggy style, it let me see her shapely figure better than other positions. Her waist was tiny compared to her chest and hips, her ass jiggled slightly when I slammed into her. "I'm going to cum soon, are you?" I asked, breathing heavily. "Yes! YES! Oh, Cal! Fuck me harder! I'm going to cum! Going to cum! Aaahhhhhhhhhh! Cumming! Don't stop, Cal! Don't stop! Keep fuckkkkkkkking meeeeeeee! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She shuddered as her orgasm piqued. "I'm going to cum too, Lucy! Here it comes!" I felt my penis surge with pleasure and the first jet of cum shot into her pussy. "It feels so good, Cal! Fuck me harder, shoot it all inside me! I want it all!" I pumped harder, with each thrust I came more and more inside my wife. Finally, I was finished, and was just about out of breath. I leaned forward, resting my chest and head against her back. My erection subsided and it came out of her pussy. Cum dripped out of her onto the shower floor. There was a lot more than either of us expected. "Wow," she said, also out of breath. "That was amazing, we should do it like this more often!" "Yeah," I agreed between breaths. "Can you get me my inhaler? I don't want to have an asthma attack!" She and I swapped places, so I could sit on the bench and continue catching my breath. Lucy always beamed with pride when our great sex triggered my asthma. "Sure, sweetie. You need to remember to take it before we have amazing sex like that! I'm finished in here anyways, why don't you get showered up. I'll bring you your inhaler!" She kissed me one more time and stepped out of the shower. A moment later, she reappeared with my asthma inhaler that I took and gave back to her. "Okay sweetheart, I'm going to go get ready with Cait. No peeking when you get out, ok? I want to surprise you with what I'm going to wear to dinner!" "I can't wait!" I told her while cleaning myself off. ***** While I showered Lucy gathered her outfit, makeup, and everything else girls need to get ready and disappeared into Cait's room, shutting the adjoining door behind her. She told me later what happened when she went in there to get ready for dinner. Lucy dumped her handful of stuff onto the bed. Cait shut the adjoining door behind her. "Oh my gosh, this is so cute!" Cait squealed, examining Lucy's knee length dress with a pink and yellow floral pattern. "I know, isn't it great?" Lucy asked rhetorically. "My mom found it for me, at one of those outlet stores. At first I pretended not to like it because I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of finding something perfect for me." Both girls laughed, it was common for girls to feel this way. "But when I tried it on, I couldn't keep lying, it was perfect!" The rest of her outfit was pretty cute too -- a strapless bra, pink thong panties and some pink heels. Cait showed Lucy her outfit next. It was a knee length black and white leopard print dress. She was going to be wearing dark stockings underneath the dress, which would show off her legs. Lucy said she thought Cait's outfit was cute, but she secretly thought it was a little young for someone of Cait's age. Nevertheless, it was cute and she was sure it would attract some attention for her new friend. The two women sat down at the mirror and began to put on their makeup. "So, you two really don't know what this cruise is all about?" Cait asked Lucy. "No, I know," answered Lucy. "I read all about the cruise online long before we won that contest. Cal still thinks he registered for the contest, but I was the one who filled out the entry form. He's so clueless, it's so cute." "Ooh, you're so mean!" Cait said, pushing Lucy playfully. "So those questions up on Deck 16...?" "All an act, I know we're allowed to go naked around the ship. And as long as we're not doing anything especially kinky we're allowed and encouraged to have sex anywhere we'd like, with anyone we'd like." "Oh my gosh! I can't believe you!" She lightly punched Lucy in the arm. "I was walking on eggshells, I didn't want to be the one who broke the news to both of you that you're on a sex cruse!" Lucy grinned, proud of her deception, "We've been married for about 5 years now. I wanted to spice things up. Cal can be pretty shy, especially when it comes to sex. I wanted to help push him out of his comfort zone. If we didn't win the contest, I was going to buy the tickets and email the cruise line asking them to pretend we won the contest, and mail us our tickets as though we won the prize itself. I knew if I broached the subject of a sex cruise with Cal that he would get overwhelmed. By winning (or 'winning')," she made the quote signs with her fingers, "I knew that Cal would jump at the chance to go on a cruise without looking at all the details. He's so impulsive, even when he doesn't verbalize what he's thinking I can always tell what it is. In this case, his train of thought would be simple: 'We won something? What is it? A cruise? Book the cruse. Go on the cruise. Get lots of food.' Now I just need to slowly bring him out of his comfort zone, sort of like I did on Deck 16 with my top off. That turned him on so much!" "I noticed! You two, you were really loud in the shower!" "Oh, you heard that? Sorry, I forgot the adjoining doors were open." She blushed again. "Don't worry about it! I'm glad somebody's already embracing the cruise philosophy." Cait bit her lip, and put her hand on Lucy's thigh. "And, I have to say it was pretty hot to hear you two. I mean after making out with Jessica --" "—Jennifer," corrected Lucy. "—After making out with Jennifer, I was really anxious for the cruise to get underway. Now having heard you two, I'm really horny." Cait pouted, pretending to be sad. "I'm sure you'll get laid soon!" Lucy said and the two girls laughed. They kept chatting while putting the finishing touches on their makeup. ***** While they were getting ready in Cait's room, I finished up in the shower, put on a pair of khakis, a green button down shirt and nice brown loafers. I rolled the sleeves up on the shirt, and turned on the TV while I waited for Cait and Lucy to come back in. There was a lot of laughing in the next room, that couldn't be good. I suddenly realized what they must be joking about... we had left the adjoining door open while we were in the shower! Cait must have heard everything. Well it was bound to happen, and Lucy would just have to get used to the fact that sex was going to be a part of this cruise. I laughed to myself, I had read up on what Pleasure Cruises were before we boarded the ship. I was a little surprised to see they're philosophy was to provide a safe environment where people could act out their sexual fantasies without worrying about what other people thought. We had already seen some of this, Cait was making out with a woman she didn't know, and many women had already been seen topless including Lucy and Cait. It was going to be really interesting watching Lucy come out of her comfort zone. We would just work out way up to sex in public and everything else. The laughing continued, and eventually the two women came back into the room. They both looked amazing, Cait's outfit was really sexy and showed off her stocking-covered legs. Lucy's showed off her figure, emphasizing her best features -- breasts, waist and butt. I got a little hard just looking at the two women, but there was not time to have sex again before dinner. I would have to wait to fuck Lucy again. "Wow, you two look great," I said standing up. "You do too, Cal!" Lucy said, walking over to give me a hug and a kiss. "I don't want to embarrass you too much, but she heard us in the shower. She's a little jealous so I said we'd be her wingman and wingwoman tonight at one of the dances on board. That okay?" "Sure," I said kissing Lucy back. "What's your type, Cait?" "Horny!" said Cait. "But aside from that, I'm bi-sexual. I'll tell you if I like somebody, and you can help me out, ok?" "You bet! Well, are we ready for dinner?" I looked at my keycard. "It says that Lucy and I are at table 52. Where are you?" "I'm at table 33. Too bad we're not at the same tables. Anyway, let's walk to the dining room together, and we can meet up later on?" "Sounds good," Lucy said. She grabbed my arm, putting it around her shoulders. "Let's go eat! I'm starving!" Mystery Prize Ch. 02 Mystery Prize Chapter 2: The First Night Note: Many, many, many thanks to MissBoePeep who's editing and input was fantastic! For those wondering, yes, I needed to make an excel spreadsheet in order to keep track of who ends up paired with who during the climax (har har har) of this chapter! Cait, Lucy and I made our way to the main dining hall. The women onboard were wearing an array of outfits, many similar to both Cait and Lucy's. Cait wore a knee length black and white leopard print dress with dark stockings underneath that really accentuated her long, thin legs. Lucy wore a pink and yellow floral print dress that showed off every curve of her excessively curvaceous figure. "Aw crap," I commented, seeing what most of the men onboard were wearing to this first dinner. "What is it baby?" asked Lucy. "They're all wearing ties. Everybody's wearing a tie. I guess I should go back to the room and get mine." I sighed -- I hated wearing a tie. Lucy grabbed my hand and swung herself in front of me. She ran her hands across my chest and commented, "Sweetie, you are the most handsome person on the boat. You don't need to do anything." Slowly, her hands moved from my chest down to my waistband. She pulled me close to her, gripping two of my belt loops with her thumbs. "The only thing you need to do is to wrap your arms around me and kiss me, okay?" Our lips met, and she kept pulling me closer. Soon, our tongues danced with each other, exploring each other's mouths. The kiss ended and Lucy cupped my cheeks in her hands. "See sweetie? I think you're prefect!" "Me too!" Cait said, reassuring me. "Ties are over rated anyway! It's just one more thing to take off!" I smiled, reassured about not wearing a tie and we carried on into the dining hall. It was amazing! Crystal chandeliers adorned the ceilings. The walls were completely made from glass, allowing us to see the beautiful sunset over the ocean on the starboard side of the ship. The maître d' greeted us at the entrance, and looked at the three of our keycards. He introduced himself at Bernardo and was from Buenos Aires, Argentina. "Ah yes, Miss Johnson," he said handing Cait's card back to her, "You're at Table 33. If you'll follow this gentleman here..." he indicated for her to follow one of the wait staff to her table. "And you, Mr. and Mrs. Hobbes. Please follow me and I'll show you to your table, number 52." We followed him, and soon found ourselves seated at the center table in the dining hall, which had seven chairs set up around it. "We seat all our VIPs at table 52 on each of our cruises. Your other tablemates will be here soon. Please take a look at our menu and enjoy the first meal!" We began looking over the menus only to be interrupted moments later by Bernardo again. "I'm sorry to interrupt your perusal of the menu, but this was sent from Ian, the cruise director, for your pleasure." He presented us a bottle of expensive looking wine. We thanked him and asked that he send our gratitude to Ian if he saw him before we did. A few minutes passed and eventually our table with five empty seasts began to fill. The first two to join us were a couple in their mid-forties they introduced themselves as Sam and Alice Goldberg. Next, we were pleased to be joined by Sheila, the woman we first spoke to when we were waiting to board the ship. We chatted with the Goldbergs' and Sheila for a little while and were soon joined by our final tablemates, a gay couple, Gary and Mark Peterson. Sheila had a seat at table 52 since her second cruise with her husband, and although he had passed away the cruise line allowed her to keep her seat at the VIP table. The gay couple had also won the cruise in a contest and the other couple had been on many previous Pleasure Cruises and knew Sheila well. We shared our bottle of wine with our table and finished our dinners. As you'd expect, the food was perfectly prepared and delicious. After desert, we told our table that we were going back to our room to relax before the evening's activities. "Remember that tonight's still a formal night," Sheila reminded us. "You'll definitely want to come to the theatre tonight. There's a show where they include volunteers from the audience. It's always a lot of fun!" "Okay!" said Lucy cheerfully. "We'll have to check it out!" We said goodbye and went back to our room to relax and take a nap for a few hours before tonight's show. ***** After such a long day, we fell soundly asleep almost immediately when we got back to the room. We were awoken later by a commotion coming from Cait's room. When we fell asleep, our half of the adjoining door had been left open by mistake. It sounded like Cait was fighting with someone on the other side. Concerned, we pushed open Cait's side of the door to make sure she was all right. To our shock, Cait was sitting at the end of her bed between the legs of another woman. An attractive brunette was lying on the bed, with her skirt hiked up above her waist. Her thong panties were on the ground next to her, leaving her spread eagle, while Cait was eating out her juicy pussy. Cait was still clothed from dinner, while she ate out the brunette her ass wiggled back and forth in the air, showing off her own saturated panties under her skirt. The brunette let out a loud, long moan; obviously, Cait was doing a great job. It must have been the moans of pleasure that woke Lucy and me, not a struggle. Cait tried to pull away from the brunette's pussy, but her legs wrapped around the Cait's head. "Keep going, God dammit!" she shouted. Cait lifted her head just long enough to take a deep breath, and went back to work. She gently fingered the brunette while sucking her clit, all the while the brunette squirmed with pleasure. Cait reached up, and began fondling the brunette's breasts beneath her blouse. "Yeah, you like that, don't you, you dirty slut!" Cait said slyly as she licked and sucked the other woman's clit. "Yes! Oh God yes! I'm almost... almost..." the brunette let out a long moan, and her body tensed with pleasure as she began to cum. "Uuuuuuuughhhhhhhhnnnnnn! Watch out! I'm going to...!" Her whole body shuddered and even though she attempted to give her partner warning it was too little too late. A stream of ejaculate erupted from her cunt, soaking Cait's face, red hair and blouse! Cait leaned forward, still covered in the brunette's cum and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. "I loved that, and you taste delicious, sweetie," she said, wiping off her face and licking her fingers. She stood up, and offered the brunette help up to her feet as well. We then saw it was Jennifer, the woman Cait was making out with earlier. We tried to close the door, but we were too late. Jennifer turned bright red, having been caught by Cait's neighbors. Cait noticed Jennifer's blush and quickly turned around. She adjusted her skirt, covering her soaked panties and wagged a finger at us. "A couple of voyeurs! That's what you two are! Aren't you?" Lucy and I were speechless, and couldn't answer. She continued, without waiting for us to answer anyway. "Judging from the bulge in Cal's pants, I'd say you two enjoyed watching though, don't you think sweetie?" Jennifer nodded, and adjusted her clothes as well. Though she was out of breath, she walked up next to Cait and kissed her cheek. "I'm glad we could be so entertaining for your neighbors! Maybe next time, they'll join us." "We just might!" Lucy said, stepping through the doorway into Cait's room. "I'm Lucy, and this is Cal." I was a little taken aback at how calmly Lucy was reacting to the situation. But maybe she was just trying to make an awkward situation a little less awkward by making our introductions. "I'm Jennifer," she woman said, shaking Lucy's hand. "I'm sorry we snooped, but we thought Cait was having a fight in her room. We wanted to make sure she was okay," Lucy explained. "We were napping and heard such loud screams we got worried!" Jennifer blushed again, but smiled. "Oh, I'm so sorry I woke you! I can be really loud when I'm enjoying myself!" "—And wet!" I observed stepping into the room. I braced myself for blurting that out, as I expected, Lucy elbowed me and rolled her eyes. The three women laughed out loud at my muffled "oomph" upon impact. "Seriously though, you're reacting to this much differently than I would have expected, Luce. I probably am too; I have a little confession for you." "Oh, and what's that?" Lucy asked me, arching her eyebrows and putting her hands on her helps, threateningly. "I, well, I did some research and we're not on a regular cruise ship. We won a trip on a ship made for swingers, exhibitionists and other people like that. I...well I actually signed up to win this trip so we could add some spice to our love life. This kind of thing is going to be pretty regular on board." I looked embarrassed and ashamed. Lucy shot a look at the two other women in the room, exchanging glances with Cait in particular. "Oh, Cal," she said sternly and approached me. Her hands were still at her waist, I was sure I was about to get yelled at. "I don't know how you could keep this from me!" Cait snickered and whispered something to Jennifer. I felt even more badly for keeping this from Lucy. "Seriously Cal? How could you keep this to yourself? You tell everybody everything! I didn't think it was possible for you to keep a secret! Even our mechanic knows about the time I threw up on the dentist!" "I—" I began to try to explain myself and then noticed that, to my surprise, Lucy was now smiling sassily at me. "Wait. What?" The three women now erupted in laughter, I had no idea what the joke was, but I sure didn't get it. "I can't take it anymore!" Cait said, through her laughter. "Cal. When Lucy and I were getting ready for dinner, she told me that she had done the exact same thing!" "She what?" I asked, still not quite grasping it. Lucy beamed with pride. "Oh, Cal. I was trying to keep it from you!" She hit my arm. "I can't believe you were able to keep this a secret! But I'm glad that we don't have to keep this from each other anymore. Aren't you?" I finally caught on. Lucy knew exactly what this cruise was, and I was happy that we didn't have to keep the fact we knew this was a sex cruise from each other anymore. "That's so funny! Well, I'm glad you ladies helped Lucy and I come clean with each other... in such a dirty way!" Cait reminded us about the time: it was just about time for the night's show to begin in the theater. Jennifer said she didn't want to see the show tonight; she was too tired. "That's okay," Cait told her, "We'll have some more fun another time!" Jennifer gathered her belongings, and said goodbye. Afterward, Cait told us she had to get cleaned up and then we were on our way to the theatre. ***** The theatre was already filling up with the other passengers. "You find a table, I'll get the drinks," I said to the women as I made my way to the already crowded bar. It took a few tries but I was finally able to shout our drink orders to the bartender who quickly placed them on the bar and took my card. I signed for the drinks and looked around. The sea of people in the theatre made it just about impossible to find Lucy and Cait. "Can't find your wife?" someone behind me asked. "Hmm? Oh yeah. I mean no, no, I can't find her." I replied, glancing back. I saw it was Hank, one of the other people we met earlier. "You're incredibly tall; can you give me a hand? Lucy's wearing a pink a yellow dress. She's at a table with another woman wearing black although her outfit won't be as helpful because everyone's wearing black." "Sure, let's see." Hank looked around and finally his gaze stopped at a table near the stage. "I think that might be them," he said pointing towards the table. "Let's go take a look." "Sounds like a plan," I agreed. It turned out Hank's bird's eye view was right. Lucy was at the table laughing with Cait, I put the drinks down and asked, "What's so funny?" "Oh, never mind," Lucy said slyly. "Oh, hello Hank. Where's Stacey?" "Right here," Stacey said, putting her drink down on the empty table next to ours. "I was chatting with someone when Hank found you, Cal. It wasn't hard to find him since he's a head and a half taller than everyone else. Are you all ready for the show? You know there's a lot of audience participation during these things right?" "There is?" I asked sitting down in between Lucy and Cait. "Absolutely! They always want to include everyone in their shows and games. It's always really fun to watch, I couldn't tell you what it's like to be in them though. We've never been picked." "Neither have I," added Cait. "But the last time I was on board the first show was the best icebreaker. After that, everything comes naturally." She snickered. The lights began to dim, indicating we should take our seats and quiet down. The curtain opened and Ian came out with a microphone in hand. "And how is everyone doing tonight?" he said smiling. The audience clapped and cheered. "Aw, you can do better than that! What are you? Sea sick already? That's a shame. I guess I'll just have to go tell the captain to turn the ship around so we can find some real passengers!" He pretended to walk off the stage as he 'talked' to the captain on his earpiece. Sure, it was corny, but Lucy and I joined the rest of the audience booing Ian. He came back on stage with a disappointed look on his face. "Well, the captain said he can't turn the ship around, so I guess I'm stuck with you losers for the duration of the cruise. Maybe I'm wrong about you? What do you say? Think some of you can prove me wrong? Think you can prove to me that you deserve to be aboard Pleasure Cruises?" The audience cheered again, hoping to show Ian that we did deserve to be aboard the Helios. "Alright then, tell you what. We're going to do a brand new game we've invented. I need three couples to volunteer to help me test it out. I also need two single ladies and two single guys. Who will help me out?" A ton of people raised their hands. Lucy and I did not; we wanted to see what Ian had planned, not participate in it. Cait, of course, was just about jumping out of her skin to volunteer. She was not picked as one of the two single women. To our surprise, Sheila was picked as one of the single woman. Another woman was picked as a single, too. Two men we didn't know were picked as the single guys. Finally, two couples we didn't know were also chosen as volunteers. "Well, I didn't want to call them out here but we have two special guests in the audience," Ian announced. "Hey, put the spot light on those two," he instructed his stagehands. The spotlight moved away from Ian and shined down on Lucy and myself. "Aw shit," I murmured. "What's that, brother?" Ian asked, holding his hand to his ear, doing a horrible Hulk Hogan imitation. "AW SHIT!" I barked back to him. Everyone in the audience laughed at me, but that was okay, I knew they would. Ian waved us up onto the stage. Lucy excitedly skipped up; I followed her after finishing the last of my drink. If there's one thing I really dislike its public speaking, and stuff of that nature. "You see, these two, Cal and Lucy, were the winners of our contest for a free VIP cruise aboard the Helios. I think they have to really prove they deserve to be here, what do you guys think?" The audience cheered louder than ever. Clearly, they felt we especially had to prove ourselves worthy too. "Alright, here's the deal," Ian said as some stagehands wheeled out a table with some blindfolds, numbered temporary tattoos, and curious looking bottles. "Guys, you're all going to be blindfolded after applying your temporary numbered tattoo (we'll get to that one later). Girls, you'll each have 2 minutes to please the man in front of you anyway you'd like. Then, I'll blow a whistle and you'll each move to your left down the line. If you're at the end of the line, you'll just come back to the beginning. The game won't end until every guy is... satisfied, if you catch my drift. You can use any of the oils we've provided on the table with the blindfolds, and just in case you're wondering, they do actually taste quite good! Men, feel free to suggest to the women pleasuring you what you like and don't like. "We have a few other rules though, once you've cum, you're out of the game until the next round starts. Ladies, same rules apply... once you've made the man you're pleasuring cum; you're out of the game too. That way, nobody's left out! Even if there's only one girl left, I'll keep blowing the whistle so the guy doesn't know he and you are the last ones left... but he'll probably figure it out on his own! Once everybody's blown their load, it's time for the women to stand up and rearrange themselves, so nobody can guess what order they were in. "Now comes the most fun part... well actually the second most fun part, because the first part will probably be the most fun, am I right? It'll be up to you to try to guess a few things. First, the ladies will try to guess who they made cum. Then you men should guess which of the women made you cum. If you're right you'll get a prize! How does that sound?" I gulped and felt lightheaded. "I think I need another drink," I said to Ian. "Me too," another man said. Other men also agreed, as did a number of the women. Lucy didn't say she wanted another drink, which surprised me a little. Ian laughed and said, "That can be arranged, but before we begin I want to ask everyone, if you're up for this game. Now's the time to back out, because once we get started it ain't gonna stop until the last one of you drenches one of the ladies with your warm, sticky, love juice. If you're up here with a partner, talk it over with them and let me know. If any of you want to opt out, I'm sure there are many in our audience just dying to volunteer now! I'll give you a few minutes to chat." Lucy and I whispered back and forth for a moment and then decided that we'd go for it since we were here and we wanted to push our limits. "We're in!" Lucy announced to Ian, she was the first to speak up. One of the couples decided it was best they sit this one out. They explained they had just come from a "get to know you orgy" and his tank was completely empty. Ian laughed and told them their excuse was just fine. They left the stage and Ian quickly recruited another couple to come up in their place. Everyone else opted to stay. "Alright, then we're just about ready to begin the game, but there is one more thing. Audience members, some of our staff members are now passing out scorecards, if you will. On them, we'd like you to place bets on which order the guys will cum. You'll also be trying to predict which woman will make which man cum. Anybody who is correct will win themselves one of our tasty massage oils! Sound good? So, what can I get each of you to drink before we begin?" The staff handed out the betting slips while Ian took us backstage got us our drink orders. Lucy spoke up at this point, "I'm really not the best at giving head," she confessed. "Can I have a large glass of water for me to drink throughout the game?" "For sure," Ian said and asked if anybody else wanted a glass of water as well. "Couldn't hurt," I commented. Everybody else agreed, and asked for some water as well. "Can you give me a moment?" I then asked Ian. "I should take my inhaler before we begin. I don't want to have an asthma attack during the show!" "Definitely, where is it?" I told him it was in my jacket pocket and he quickly got it for me. After taking it, I told him I was ready when everybody else was. ***** Backstage Ian instructed each of the men and women to apply the temporary tattoo to our right shoulders. We put on our numbers -- I was number 5 -- and afterward, he asked us all, men and women, to remove our clothes. It was the first time either Lucy or I had been naked with a group of people so we felt shy about exposing ourselves. It was pretty obvious we were the only participants not used to this sort of thing, so others gave us some encouragement. Mystery Prize Ch. 02 "Don't worry about it," they said, "If either of you were uncomfortable with the other giving or receiving head from someone else, then you would have had your chance to opt out of the challenge, right? Since you didn't opt out, it might be a little weird to think about Lucy sucking another guy's cock, but you know that her heart really belongs to you, right? Same for Cal, in fact, he won't even know which is you and which isn't! And in the end, you'll have tried something different. If either of you don't like it in the end you never have to do it again. Or, if you find that it was exciting, there are plenty of other chances to experiment onboard!" Lucy and I had both listened to the others explain the situation and again decided that we were on the cruise to try new things and honestly this game did sound like it would be a lot of fun. Even though Lucy thought she wasn't great at blowjobs, I was pretty sure I'd know her mouth from other women's. Ian then excused himself, he had to go share some more information with the audience. We could not tell what he was telling them, but I figured it had to do with those betting slips. I didn't pay too much attention to the men, but the women were all different body styles. Lucy was by far the curviest. She had the biggest breasts, hips and ass, with the smallest waist by comparison. She was also the shortest. And the only one who had a short pixie-cut haircut. Only one other woman there had a shaved pussy other than Lucy. Another one of the women in a couple was tall and lean, she was barely a B-Cup and had hardly any ass or hips at all. It was clear she was very concerned with her health, and was in incredibly great shape. She had blond hair, tied back in a ponytail. The third woman up here with her husband or boyfriend was the most out of shape. She was not unattractive, but definitely had the most extra pounds on her. Her face, on the other hand, was extremely pretty. Her hair was long, full, brown and curly. She had an untrimmed muff, which she probably kept that way because her partner preferred it. Sheila was an attractive older woman; she obviously had some plastic surgery in her life. Nobody's breasts are that perky in her 60's! Her silver hair was long and straight. She had a nicely trimmed "landing strip" -- obviously she had come to this cruise prepared! Finally, the last of the women was a younger girl. She had small perky breasts, and was the other woman with a shaved pussy. If I had to guess, I would have wagered she was here with a bunch of girlfriends, here to experience as much sex as they could with as many others as they could. Ian soon came back and took a look over us. "Looks like turning you guys on won't be too difficult huh?" I hadn't noticed before, but every one of us was already fully erect. I couldn't tell because I didn't want to inspect other's dicks, but I was already leaking pre-cum from the anticipation of what this game was going to be like! "So, if you're all ok, we're going to head out and get the game started. We already gathered up the audience's predictions; do you all want to know the odds?" "No way!" some other guy said. "I don't want to know the audience already knows that I cum extra quickly!" We all laughed; maybe I wouldn't be the first to cum! "Alright then," Ian said, also laughing. "I'll just keep those odds to myself!" ***** We all marched onto the stage and the crowd cheered, hooted and shouted catcalls at the women. Lucy blushed at little, but swaggered up on stage, making sure to accentuate her shapely figure all the while. I caught a couple glances from the other men in the group... and some of the women... and was actually quite proud that my wife could draw glances from strangers. "We're ready to begin," Ian announced. "Men, it's time to put on those blindfolds!" I took a deep breath, and put on my blindfold. And waited. "Alright, all the men are blindfolded. Ladies, it's time you shuffled around, so the men don't know what order you're going to go around in." I kept waiting, growing more anxious. "Okay, everybody's in position! Ladies to your marks... Get set... Annnnnnnnnnd... GO!" He blew his whistle and the game began with much cheering from the crowd. The next sensation I've felt was someone's hands on my cock. Her hands were small and slender. She began stroking me, gently at first but her pace kept increasing very quickly. "Do you like that?" she asked me. "Slower," I asked. "You're going too fast too soon." She either didn't hear me, or ignored me. Her pace continually quickened. Then, she suddenly, stopped stroking me. This was, without a doubt, the worst hand job I've ever received. It was slow. Then it was fast. There was no massage oil or lotion. Then it was faster. And suddenly, it was over. "My arm's sore," she told me. "I'm going to use my other hand." She switched hands, and the worst hand job of my life became the second worst hand job of my life. I can only assume that she switched from her dominant hand to her non-dominant one. Now, instead of a slow then extremely fast hand job, I was receiving a slow then extremely fast clumsy hand job. "Just wait it out, Cal," I thought to myself as she continued. I was pretty sure this was the young girl, the one who was here without a partner. "Her two minutes has got to be up any second now. I feel so sorry for whichever man gets stuck with her as their finishing act..." Finally, after an eternity of the second worst hand job I've ever received followed by the worst hand job I've ever received Ian blew the whistle. "Thank God!" I thought to myself. "Whenever you're ready ladies!" Ian instructed. All the girls slid down one, and in front of me was the next participant. "Wow, you look a little raw there," she said to me. "Maybe I can help!" She put one of her hands around my cock. This time, I was relieved to feel she had already applied some of the oil provided by the crew. She slid her hand slowly up and down my shaft. Her touch was much softer, slower and more sensual than my previous experience during the game. She made sure to cover me with the lotion or oil, whatever it was. Then, I felt her lips wrap around the tip of my penis. A shiver rose from the tip and up my back. By comparison to the last girl, this one's touch was amazing. She slowly moved her lips up my shaft, then back down. She took her lips off my penis, and kissed the tip, licking up some pre-cum as she did so. She placed her hand on my cock again, and licked me from tip to base. Again, she took the tip of my cock into her mouth and moved up slowly, licking the underside of it as she did so. "Do you like that?" She asked me. "Y-yes," I gasped. "It's great! Keep going!" "Oh, I will!" she replied. "You're delicious!" She continued licking, stroking and sucking me. I grew ever closer to cumming, but to my disappointment, Ian blew the whistle and she had to move onto the next guy. Obviously, I was not the only guy who thought that girl was a real professional. The man next to me gasped almost immediately after the women began their next round. "I'm going to..." he grunted. "Go on, baby, cum all over me!" she replied. A moment later he grunted again. He must have been cumming all over her -- the audience cheered and hooted in appreciation. The girl on the other side of my blindfolded eyes me had started blowing me, but took her mouth off my cock and stroked it gently as the other man came all over his current partner. She must've been mesmerized. "Alright," Ian said, "That's the first group! Those two are out for the rest of the game! Stay where you are honey, you're your man won't know who made him cum! Carry on ladies!" It was the prodding my current partner needed. I felt her wrap her lips around me again with a renewed sense of vigor. "You're next!" she teased between sucks, licks and kisses. She began deep-throating me, wrapping her lips all the way around my cock. Her tongue teased the underside of my cock's head, it was something I never been deep throated before. The sensation felt amazing! "Oh shit!" I exclaimed as wave after wave of pleasure spread throughout my body. "I think you're right!" She couldn't respond, her mouth was otherwise occupied as she kept licking me through her closed mouth. My legs began to give out, but I was able to remain standing through sheer force of will. She let go of my cock, and jerked me with her hands one last time before deep throating me again. "C'mon, stud, come for me!" she said before her mouth engulfed my cock again. She sucked and licked in a fury. I could tell she had a plan... she was going to get me to cum before Ian blew his whistle. My knees bucked, my hips shot forward and I began to cum with explosive force. "Mmm," she murmured drinking down spurt after spurt. Finally, I finished cumming; her mouth let go of my cock. "Oh man, that was a ton of cum! Looks like we came in second, Ian!" Ian laughed and confessed, "I could tell you two were going to be next. That's why I gave you an extra 30 seconds!" He blew his whistle indicating it was time for the remaining groups to move on to their next partners. I continued to catch my breath. The rest of the blindfold challenge came to completion quickly, every other guy was near the brink of cumming too. "I bet I know who is going to make her partner cum last," I whispered to the guy next to me who came first. "Bet I can too. Your first partner and my second? She was horrible." he whispered back and we both snickered quietly. Quickly, the other men came with their current partners except for one. The rest of the men joined us in catching our breaths. The women must also be collecting themselves after jobs well done. "Dude, Ian," said the one remaining competitor. "I'm sorry, but I don't think she's going to make me cum!" The first guy and I couldn't contain our laughter, we knew who his current partner must be. Before Ian could answer, one of the women spoke up, it sounded like Sheila, but I couldn't be certain. "Don't worry sweetie, I'll help you!" Within seconds, the remaining man's breathing quickened. "Oh man," he gasped. "Much better! Keep it up, baby! Just like that! Just like that! Ohhh maaaaaan!" He began to cum almost immediately after the other woman began helping his current partner. His hips stopped thrusting, and then Ian blew the final whistle. The audience clapped and cheered, but Ian calmed then down. "Alright, alright. Hold your applause for a little while. Now comes the second round, remember? Ladies, please shuffle yourselves and take your seats over here." Ian must have been showing them some chairs that were set up on the stage. "There we go, now, gentlemen, if you'll take your places there too?" Next Ian instructed us to remove our blindfolds. We then put on free robes, and joined the ladies on chairs that had indeed been assembled who also adorned the same free robes. "Okay," Ian continued, "Now, we in the audience already know in what order the men came. We also know which woman made which man cum. I'm told that we even have a few members in the audience who will be walking away with multiple bottles of massage oils because their predictions were right multiple times. But the second round has just begun, and it usually is a little silly. I'll point to one of the men, then you ladies have to guess which one of you made him cum. Then, that man will try to guess which woman was the culprit! I won't spoil it by telling you in which order the men came. Sound like fun?" Everyone nodded, though many of us were already quite embarrassed. Now we had this other round, guessing who made who cum. First the ladies would be guessing which man came for them, and then, I suspected the men would be guessing who made them cum. Naturally, we already knew the order in which we all came; but had yet to figure out who brought the other to orgasm. "First up," Ian said laughing, "Is this man here. Contestant #1!" He was one of the other men accompanied by a girlfriend or wife. His wife spoke up first, "Well, it wasn't me! I can tell you that! The man who came for me tasted way different than Jim usually does!" Everyone in the audience and on stage laughed at that. "I think it was me," chimed in the very pretty BBW woman. Nobody else offered his or her views so Ian asked, "Why's that honey?" "Well," she said, rubbing her chest that was still sticky with cum. "He just seems like a sprayer. I don't know, I just think he looks like the kind of guy who would cum a lot more than any of the others." Ian seemed placated with that reply, and the man's partner spoke next. "That's true! That's another reason I know it wasn't Jim who came for me!" Everyone laughed again. "And how about you, Jim?" Ian asked. "Which one do you think made you cum?" He thought for a moment and shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure, so I'll go with her on this one." "Alright," said Ian. "Audience help me remember their guesses! Next up, we have our male contestant #5!" I gulped. That was me! It was my turn to be put on the spot... at least the women would have to take guesses first. Without hesitation, Sheila spoke up. "I think it's me!" she said beaming. "No, you're wrong!" cried the youngest girl, having momentarily forgotten she received help making her man cum. "No way, you're both wrong!" said the tall, thin woman. "I'm 100% positive it was me!" I felt like I was on Maury, with all these women claiming to be positive about something concerning me. "Well, ladies, you're going to have to talk to each other. Why do you think it was you who made him cum?" Ian said taking a seat. "Well," said youngest girl, "He's the shortest guy, and I'm pretty sure the guy with the smallest cock came all over me. Short guy, small cock? See what I'm saying?" "No way, honey," the tall thin woman said. "Short guys, huge cocks. AmIRight?" She stood up as she said 'Am I right' as one word. The audience clapped and hooted. "Plus, you said he came all over you. I know for a fact he came straight down my throat. I didn't miss a drop!" She licked her lips. "Hm..." Sheila thought out loud. "I'm going to have to defer to her on this after all. She seems so damn sure about herself!" "Alright," Ian said again, "What do you think #5?" "Well," I said leaning forward in my chair. "I'm sure it was her," I pointed to the tall woman. "I also know for a fact that I came directly into someone's mouth. This might be cheating, but everyone else is covered in cum. She's the only clean one up here. Ergo, she must be the lady who made me cum!" "Wow, that was the most logical answer I could have received," Ian said scratching his chin. "By the way, audience, 'ergo' means 'therefore.' Next time, Cal, dumb it down a little bit!" Everybody laughed, and it continued down the line. Next up was male contestant #2. He was one of the single or at least unattached men participating. This time, Lucy spoke up first. "I'm not sure why I think it was me, but there's just something about him that makes me think I have his cum all over my hair. I dunno, maybe I just feel like he has the worst aim of the bunch?" Everybody laughed again, and Ian moved onto him. "I'll be honest," he said. "I was the last to cum... and I was the guy who's lady needed the help of another." "Ooh!" cried out the young girl. "That was me! And her!" She pointed at Sheila. "I'll take her word for it," the guy said before Ian moved on. "Sweetie, you're young, you could learn a lot from her!" "How about this gent, #3?" Ian asked. Lucy spoke up again, "Well, since I know I wasn't the last guy's milker, I'm gunna go with #3. Maybe he's got the aiming problem!" Everyone laughed including the guy who was being a good sport about her joke about his aim. "I'm going to go with her, actually," he said, pointing to Sheila. "She seems like the type who really knows how to work a cock." "And finally, we come to the last gentleman up here: #4! Which of you ladies think you were the one?" Ian asked, moving down to the final contestant. "It had to be me," Sheila said smiling. "Mine was the first to cum. And I'm pretty sure he looks the most rested!" Again, the audience laughed, and so did the guy. "Well, that clenches it," he said. "I was first! So it must've been you!" He turned to the guy before him. "Sorry dude looks like you're wrong!" More laughter. "Alright, all their votes are in," Ian said, taking a drink of water himself. "We actually had a lot of right guesses tonight! Shall I spill the beans?" "Yeaaah!" everyone cheered. "Alright, here's the order and the pairs! Guy #4 came first, from Gal #2's technique." That was one of the single guys and Sheila. He had guessed right. "Next was Guy #5, from Gal #1." I was right! Awesome! That tall, thin woman really knew how to give head. Maybe Lucy could ask her for some lessons one day. "Third was Guy #1, from Gal #3." He and she were right with their guesses too. "Next was Guy #3, from Gal #5." That was Lucy! This guy thought the girl who sucked him off was a pro! That should really help Lucy's cock-sucking-self-esteem! "And finally, Guy #2 was last, with the help from Gal #4" He winked and added, "(with a little added assistance from Gal #2)!" So he was right as well. The audience gave a standing ovation as Ian handed out our prizes. We each got a full gift basket full of specialty flavored massage oils. We all shook each other's hands and thanked them for a very enjoyable first night aboard the Helios. Lucy and I carried our gift baskets off the stage arm-in-arm. We sat down next to Cait, who waited behind while the rest of the audience left the theater. "You know, Lucy," she said, "That guy was right. I don't know how you think you're not great a sucking dick. You're a real pro! But your poor hair! You're going to need to take another shower!" Lucy and I laughed, prior to tonight's event something like this would have seemed to be so far away from our comfort zone. Now, having enjoyed ourselves doing something like this it was exhilarating. Adding to the excitement was the fact that neither Lucy nor myself felt any jealousy having been pleasured and given pleasure to another. The three of us walked off to our rooms. We were all tired, and tomorrow was sure to be another thrilling sex-filled day! Just before we entered our room, Cait pulled me aside. Lucy flopped into bed and Cait whispered into my ear, "With dick sucking skills like hers, I can just imagine how well she could eat a pussy!" "Maybe you'll get to find out," I said slyly as I closed our door. "Good night, Cait!" I fell into the bed next to Lucy. She still had the smell of cum in her hair, but it didn't bother me. We were both so tired and fell into a deep, restful sleep almost immediately. Tomorrow was surely going to be another busy day!