Where it happened: Cruise Ship
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 2
Category: Straight
It was the summer I graduated from high school. My friend’s parents and my parents gave us a cruise for our graduation present. We went to the western caribbean and it was great. The second day out we met some guys at the pool. My friend met a guy from California and I met a guy from South Carolina. The week went great and not much happened in the way of making out, just some kissing and hugging. I really did like the guy( won’t name him since he’s now married), but he was 26 and I knew my parents would have a fit if I told them I wanted to date a guy that much older than me and lived 8 or 9 hours from my home so I just decided to make the most of a great week with him. He never mentioned any feeling toward me, but I thought he liked me a lot because he could have had other girls on the ship who were interested in him, but he stayed with me. The next to last night we were out he made a move by putting his hand in my blouse and I let him because we were on deck and knew it could not go very far. I must say that I enjoyed it knowing we were sneaking and doing it when other people could have caught us but they didn’t. At the end of the evening he gave me a kiss like none other I had ever had and I melted in his arms before going in to our room. The next day was great, spending all my time with him and knowing I would probably never see him again. That evening after dinner we met in the casino and played the games for a long time. Then we went to the disco lounge and danced and drank until about 2:30 in the morning. We went for a walk on deck and again he put his hand in my blouse, but this time he put the other hand down the back of my dress and started to rub my rear. It felt great and again we were in no place to get in trouble. Then he ask if I would go to his cabin and I hesitated, but against my best judgement went, knowing what he probably had in mind. When we got to his cabin he went to the bathroom and when he came back he gave me one of his dress shirts and told me to get comfortable. I told him that I was a virgin and didn’t think it was smart to get comfortable with someone I would never see again. But, in my mind I knew that I really wanted to be with him. He backed off and we just kissed for a while. After about half an hour he slipped his hand in my blouse again and things started to heat up and I knew it was just a matter of time because I was not going to say no if he continued. It wasn’t long until his hand rubbing my thigh and slowly moved to my crotch. When he got there I moved my hand to touch his crotch and could feel him hard as a rock. He was still on the outside of my panties but I guess there was no secret as to how I felt because my panties were soaked. He slipped his hand in my panties and gently put a finger in me and that was it. I didn’t want to be the one to make the major move so I just moved in rythum with his finger to give him the signal. He laid me down and raised my skirt up and slipped my panties off. Then he took his pants and underwear off and just got between my legs and started slowly sliding himself inside me. He would go in a little then pull out, then in a little further and out again until he worked it all the way in. There was really little or no pain at all to my surprise. We made love for a long time before I felt him cum and I made sure he knew I was thankful for the experience by asking him to stay in me as long as him could. We spent the next hour just hugging and kissing before I got up and put my panties on and went back to our room. I didn’t tell my friend what had happened and the next day we all left to go home. Six weeks later I found out that I was pregnant and told my friend. She helped me make arrangments for an abortion of a child I would have loved to have had, but knew it would never work and that my parents would have killed me. However, I will never regret that night and experience. Thank you _____ if you should ever read this !!!!
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