Love Boat
Chapter 5
It was another day at sea and Jenny asked me if I wanted to go play a trivia game.
“Play a what game?” I asked her.
“A trivia game. They have them on board, you know. Sometimes they’re general knowledge but sometimes they’re specific to a certain kind of trivia. People get together in teams. I was just wondering if you wanted to go play a game.”
Part of me was wondering why Jenny hadn’t mentioned it before now and part of me was wondering why she was even bothering to mention it now. Part of me thought it sounded a whole lot like school work and since we were on Spring Break, weren’t we supposed to be on vacation from all of that?
But it was clear that Jenny wanted to play and since it wasn’t something we’d already done and since it was unlikely that playing a trivia game was going to make Jenny so uncomfortable that it was going to zonk her out, I said yes.
The game was played in one of the lounges that Jenny and I had been at before. It was quiet now but when Jenny and I had been there before, the place had been packed and we’d danced to a trio doing hip hop songs. At least the bar was open so I went and got some drinks for Jenny and me,
By the time I got back, Jenny had apparently teamed up with a couple from Tuscaloosa who she introduced as George and Amy. It had kind of surprised me that she’d done that because the way Jenny had put it, I’d kind of thought it was going to me and her against the world.
Apparently, George had a hot tub business and Amy worked in the library at the local high school. “So,” George asked, “you two come on a lot of cruises?”
“My family has done a few,” Jenny answered for the two of us but this is Bree’s first. “My parents wanted to get this for me for Spring Break. They said this would be so much better and they said I could bring a friend so I brought Bree.”
“Oh that marvelous,” Amy gushed. “How have you been liking your first cruise?” she asked me,
“It’s pretty cool,” I told her. “Honestly, I wasn’t sure what to expect but it’s really been a lot of fun.”
“Have you girls been doing a lot of excursions?” George asked.
“We wanted to but they’re kind of expensive. Usually, we just get off in port and walk around,” I said. I decided not to mention what Jenny and me had done with Bob and Arley in Jamaica.
“Yeah,” Jenny agreed. “We’re thinking we might do one in the last port,” Jenny offered.
That kind of surprised me because while Jenny and I had talked about it, I hadn’t actually thought that we’d agreed to anything but before I could say anything, a guy named Reynaldo stepped up to the microphone and he told us he would be leading us in this trivia game.
We didn’t win which isn’t to say that we didn’t try but there was another team that beat us out by just one point not that it mattered all that much. When the game was over, I found out each member of the winning team got a keychain like wow, big whoop.
Funny thing was there were a bunch of guys about Jenny’s and my age and I just had a feeling that not only were they on Spring Break like Jenny and me but it was clear they’d already been to the bar before the game even started. They were loud and boisterous and if one was being fair about it, they seemed kind of dumb, too, like many guys normally were.
Jenny and me were about to leave when a woman joined us who George introduced to us as their daughter, Carrie. She seemed to give Jenny and me the cold shoulder before asking her parents how they did.
“Almost won with the help of our new friends here,” Amy said.
Again, Carrie seemed kind of cool to Jenny and me but then she said, “Maybe next time.”
I was wondering if Jenny was going to want to stay and talk but it was clear that with the game now over that she was ready to go so the two of us went back to our cabin to get our stuff before we headed up to the pool. We were pretty much ready to go when there was a knock on our door and when I opened it, there was Carrie. “Carrie,” I said in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
Carrie pushed past me into our room and then she glared at Jenny and me. “You two bitches had some nerve going down there and playing a trivia game with my parents,” she said. “I mean I thought I’d seen low but I’d never seen that before. That was total bull shit.”
Jenny and I just looked at each other as if we were trying to figure out what her problem was but it was clear that neither one of us knew what she was talking about. “I think you got us confused with someone else,” I said.
“I ain’t got you bitches confused with no one else,” she said. “I know one of you bitches fucked my little brother and I’m just trying to figure out which one of you did it.”
As much as I knew what I’d done to Jenny, I really had a hard time figuring how one of us had fucked Carrie’s brother and knowing how much Jenny was trying to adhere to her parents’ no boys rule, I was pretty sure she hadn’t done anything behind my back. “I think you got us confused with someone else,” I told Carrie. “We’re just here on Spring Break. That’s all.”
“Are you calling my little brother a liar because Scott told me he fucked one of the girls in the cabin next to his while the other one watched. You know if I had been in the cabin like I was supposed to be then none of this would have happened but at the last minute, Scott wanted to bring along his friend and my parents and me had to switch to a triple and I was stuck rooming with them.”
All of the sudden, I finally got it and I knew what had happened but Jenny of course, was still oblivious. “Listen,” she said. “You got it all wrong. Neither one of us would do anything like that and besides, my parents gave me a strict no boys rule on this cruise.”
“Is that so? Well you wouldn’t be the first twit I’d heard of that said one thing when she was on dry land and did another thing when she was out on the open water.”
I probably should have jumped in but it was hard for me to say anything when I knew Carrie was right and besides, Jenny seemed to be doing just fine on her own. “We’re not like that,” she said, “and I think you’ve overstayed your welcome. I think you should go now.”
“Are you calling me a liar? Are you, because if you are, I’ll beat the crap out of you right now.”
For a moment, Jenny seemed to hold her own and then in the next moment, she just toppled over and I couldn’t help but think that what Carrie was saying really shouldn’t have made her that uncomfortable but apparently it had because she just zonked out like she had every time before.
Now for the first time, Carrie was finally showing just a little bit of concern as she looked down at Jenny’s prostrate form. “What the hell’s the matter with her?” she asked.
“You should know,” I told her. “After all, you did it to her.”
“Did what? I didn’t do anything,” she said with real concern now in her voice. “I didn’t even touch her. You saw that. I didn’t even touch her.”
“You didn’t have to touch her. Jenny’s got a condition that she goes unconscious when she gets uncomfortable and you pushed her too far so this is all your fault.”
“I didn’t know about her condition. I swear I didn’t.”
“Maybe you should have asked your brother about it before you came up here with all your accusations. He did a fine job getting her out of her trance.”
“How did he do that?”
“Well the first thing you got to do is slide your hand inside her bikini bottoms.”
“I gotta do what?” she said anxiously.
“Listen, I’m just telling you what you got to do but if you don’t want to do it then fine but I will have to tell the ship’s security people what happened when they start to investigate.”
“No, no, there’s no reason to get them involved. Slide my hand into her bikini bottoms you said. Okay and then what?”
“I’m really not sure you understand just how serious this is. You’re acting like this is some sort of a game or something. Shove your hand down in there and let your fingers touch her pussy.”
“Let my fingers do what?!”
“Listen, I can tell you just aren’t serious about this. Maybe you should just get out and I’ll take over from here. It’s always better if the person who caused the stress is the one who alleviates it but clearly this is just too much for you. I’ll take care of it but I’ll make sure and tell the authorities that you tried to help but you just weren’t up to the task.”
“No, no. There’s really no need to involve the authorities,” Carrie said. “Just touch her pussy, right,” she said and then she pushed her fingers deeper into Jenny’s bikini bottoms.
I knew right away when Carie’s fingers touched Jenny’s pussy because in that instant, Jenny’s eyes opened and she was looking up at Carrie. “I want to eat your pussy,” Jenny said. “I want to eat your pussy so bad.”
Carrie looked up at me in a near panic. “What’s she talking about?”
“You’re the one who put the quarter in her jukebox. Now you gotta let the song play all the way through.”
“But I’m not into girls that way.”
Jenny, it seemed had heard enough because with what seemed to be incredible ease, she managed to flip things around so that it was Carrie on the floor and she was the one who was sitting astride of Carrie’s body. “I want to eat your pussy,” she said again and then even more forcefully, she said, “I’m gonna eat your pussy.”
“Oh God,” Carrie moaned and she tried to keep her legs together but to no avail as Jenny tugged on her shorts and soon Carrie was down to just her panties.
“You wanted to know what happened to your brother,” I told her. “I guess now you’re going to find out.”
“Oh God,” Carrie moaned as Jenny’s fingers worked her pussy through her panties.
“Is your pussy wet yet?” I asked her.
“No,” she moaned but then she changed that. “No, I mean yes. I mean … I don’t know what I mean.”
“You heard her. She wants to eat your pussy. Do you really want to tell her no and before you answer that, I should tell you she’s really good at eating pussy. I should know so I’ll ask you again. Do you really want to tell her no?”
Carrie thought about it and then finally as what Jenny’s fingers were doing to her finally got the better of her, she shook her head. “I don’t want to tell her no.”
“Then stop fighting her. Look her in the eyes and tell her you want her to eat your pussy.”
It was kind of funny actually. It hadn’t been all that long ago that Carrie had come around here intent on finding out which one of us had fucked her brother clearly with the intent of laying into whichever one of us it was who’d done it. Well she was getting the answer to her question even as the same thing was being done to her and now she looked Jenny in the eyes and she said, “I want you to eat my pussy.”
That was the only permission that Jenny needed to pull Carrie’s panties down and to push her knees apart so she could slide in between Carrie’s thighs.
“Oh God,” Carrie moaned as Jenny’s tongue now happily went to work on her pussy. “Oh God. This can’t be happening to me.”
She could try and fight it all she wanted although if you’d asked me, she’d pretty much lost the fight a long time ago, or she could just sit back and enjoy what Jenny’s tongue was doing to her.
“Oh fuck yeah,” Carrie moaned as her body finally gave up the fight and as her hands now played with her tits. “Oh fuck, that’s good.”
“I’d get my top off if I were you,” I told her.
“Why?”
“Because after she’s done with your pussy, she’s gonna want to suck on your tits, too.”
Almost as if she’d heard me, Jenny pulled back if only for a moment so she could remove her own top and the bikini briefs she was still wearing and then once more she settled in between Carrie’s legs.
“Oh God,” Carrie moaned again but then moments later, she was taking off her top and now the two of them were both naked.
“I’m gonna cum,” Carrie moaned and then she moaned again. “Oh God yeah, it’s happening. Oh God, I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’m cumming.”
That was all well and good for Jenny as far as she was concerned but just because she’d made Carrie come once didn’t mean she wasn’t going to make her cum again.
“What are you doing?” Carrie said near frantically. “I already told you you made me cum. You made your point already. I get it. Oh my God. Please stop eating my pussy. If you keep eating my pussy, you’re going to make me cum again.”
“I think making you cum again is exactly what my friend has in mind. If you’re going to make her stop, you’re going to have to give her a better option,”
“Like what?”
“I don’t know. How do you feel about eating her pussy?”
“I could never do that,” Carrie said and then she moaned as Jenny’s tongue once more took her to the brink. “Oh my God, she’s going to make me cum again.”
“Yes, she is, and do you know what? She’s going to keep making you cum over and over again unless you give her a better option but then on the other hand, cumming is fun, too. Maybe you just want to sit there and let her do all the work,”
“Yeah. I mean no. I mean oh my God. Oh fuck, I’m cumming again.”
I’ll admit it. I did find it rather enjoyable watching Jenny do her thing. Carrie had come in here all hot and heavy sure that one of us had fucked her brother and she was right about that but she hadn’t counted on what that accusation would do to my cabin mate and now she was living with the consequences.
“Oh my God,” Carrie wailed as her body recovered from her second orgasm. “She’s not stopping.”
“Yep, and she’s not going to stop either,” I told her.
“She’s got to stop sometime. Oh my God. Stop eating my pussy.”
Telling Jenny to stop eating her pussy was about as effective as going outside and telling the rain to stop falling. It just wasn’t going to happen. “I already told you what to do,” I said. “Give her something else to do.”
Carrie was trying desperately to find some other recourse but already Jenny’s tongue was once more working itself between Carrie’s lips and if she didn’t work fast, it was already going to be too late. “Hey,” she said meekly and then she said it again with a little more force. “Hey, I’m talking to you.”
Face down as Jenny was between Carrie’s legs, that meek stuff just wasn’t going to work. “If you want to get her attention, you’re going to have to be a little more forceful.”
“Like what?” Carrie said with a moan as Jenny’s tongue was already getting her pussy ready to come again.
“Oh fuck,” Carrie moaned as her pussy once more was right on the verge. “Oh no, not again.”
She might have thought not again but she knew damned well she was cumming again only this time Carrie knew if she didn’t act then Jenny was going to make her keep cumming over and over again. “Hey,” she said and then she said it a little louder. “Hey, I want to eat your pussy. Would you like that, you little slut? Would you like to have someone eat your pussy?”
“Mm, I’d love it. Maybe I could eat your pussy again while you ate mine.”
I couldn’t help but think that it hadn’t been all that long ago when Carrie had come in here intent on finding out which one of us had fucked her brother and ready to rip the head off of whichever one of us had done her brother wrong and now all she really wanted was to show my cabin mate that she could eat her pussy just as well as Jenny could eat hers.
If you asked me, I’d say Jenny still made Carrie come first although if one was being totally fair about it, you probably could have said they both did a good job and you could have called it a tie.
It was a bit later when I finally showed a weary Carrie out of our cabin. “Now remember,” I said, “you can’t tell anyone about what you did here.”
“Yeah right,” Carrie snorted, “and just who the hell do you think I’d tell. There’s no way I’m going to tell my brother and I’m sure as hell not going to tell my parents but how do I know she won’t say anything.”
I could have laughed but she wouldn’t have appreciated that so instead, I just said, “I think you can take my word for it. Jenny’s not going to say nothing.”
“Yeah but how do I know that?”
“How’d you find out about her and your brother?”
“He told me. Well, he sort of told me. He didn’t exactly say who it was.”
“But that’s the point. HE didn’t keep his mouth shut but SHE didn’t say anything. The bottom line is as long as you don’t say anything then no one’s going to know.”
“I guess we’ll just have to leave it at that then.”
I watched Carrie walk away before I went back into the stateroom and as expected, Jenny already had her bikini on. “Where’d you go?” she asked. “I thought we were going to go up on deck to get some sun.”
“We are,” I told her and I already knew she’d forgotten what she’d done. “Just give me a second to get ready.”