Aboard the Starry Seas

“Is it alright if Jax and I head over to the pool?” asks Anna, already dressed to go swimming.

Roman nods and I say “Yeah, go ahead! We’ll probably join you soon!” from my seat in an armchair in our mini ‘living room’.

The four of us: Jax, Anna, Roman, and I, were close friends- and only friends. We had decided to spend the spring break of our junior year of college together, on a party cruise! It took many hours of work to save up for the four-person suite onboard The Starry Seas, but having the time of our lives would definitely be worth it.

“Cara?” Roman’s voice snaps me out of staring out the balcony window. He chuckles, flicking a strand of raven hair away from his forest-green eyes. “Are we going to just sit around here?”

“Oh!” I giggle, “Sorry, I was just thinking… I’ll go take a shower and then we can go swimming too.” Speaking of thinking… you’re literally just friends, why are you imagining Roman shirtless at the pool? Oh my god Cara, get a grip. The same thoughts continue drifting through my head as I enter the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

The girl in the mirror stares back at me when I turn towards it, a small twinkle sparkling in her hazel eyes. Walking over to the shower, I turn on the water so it can heat up while I undress. Slowly, I take my t-shirt and shorts off and set them down on the countertop. Next is my bra, then panties, and as my fingers trail across my skin, I imagine that they’re not mine, but those of my friend on the other side of the wall.

Friend… well, is that really all? Are you sure you’re not falling in love with him? Now, I realize, maybe I was.

Once again I take a look at my reflection, a faint smile crossing my face when I do so. My caramel-brown hair falls in waves a bit past my shoulders, complementing my slightly tanned skin, which was now even more so with all this time we were spending in the sun.

Quickly, I hop in the shower, remembering that I shouldn’t be taking so long. The fiery jets of water hit my body near instantaneously, making me flinch and lower the temperature. Oh, Cara, I muse as I begin soaping up, Why are you like this all of a sudden? It’s not like Roman is now in love with you without any prior warning… the suds twirl across my shapely breasts, and I pinch my nipples, smiling dreamily at the tiny jolt of painful pleasure. Before I know it, I’m running my soapy hands all over my body, wishing they weren’t my own; that he was there with me.

“Cara!” I jump at the sound of my name, only to realize I had imagined it. It was about time that I finish up anyway, so I shut off the water and dry myself off with a towel, then proceed to wrap it around me. The second I pick up my hairbrush- I hear my name for real this time, accompanied by a knock on the bathroom door.

“Can I come in?” queries Roman’s smooth voice from the other side. Can- what?! Why? Ohmigod- wait no, you idiot, he probably forgot something in here. “Um, yeah,” I respond, suddenly well aware of the fact that I wore nothing but a towel.

The door creaks as Roman steps in, but he doesn’t close it. Still holding the brush, I ask, “Did you need something..?”

Again, that trademark chuckle. “Mmm, no…” he gently takes the brush out of my hand and starts combing it through my hair. The mere idea of us being so close, with so little in between- my breath caught as my heart fluttered.

“You’re quite patient, you know.” Confused by his statement, I asked what he meant.

“The way you’ve been acting around me lately…” his words dance along the side of my neck, and he whispers in my ear, “Don’t think I don’t know.” A glance at the mirror shows that he’s now fully smirking, but my cheeks turn bright pink. Determined to hide my surprise that my secret wasn’t so secret; I decide that two can play this game, so I take the brush from his hand and put it back on the counter. A matching smirk appears on my face for a moment before I spin around to face him, unfortunately having to look a good six inches upwards.

“So you do.” I pause, ever-so-slowly taking off my towel and setting it on the counter as well, now standing fully nude before him. “Would you say you feel the same way?” The question barely escapes my mouth before Roman grabs my waist, pulling me even closer, and lowers his lips to mine. Wrapping my arms around him, I deepen the kiss, and feel his cock harden against the constraints of his shorts, just like the wetness pooling between my legs. For a moment I’m lost in the feeling of his tongue twirling along with mine, but then I pull back, “Now this isn’t very fair, is it?” I observed, “I’m all naked but you’re completely dressed!”

Once again Roman laughs that adorable laugh, and pulls off his t-shirt, leaving it with the rest of our discarded clothing. But before I could do anything, he scoops me up and walks over to the bedroom, depositing me in front of one of the beds while he sits down on it. I kneel on the ground in front of him, my hands about to undo his zipper when he grabs my wrists and puts them back down.

“Is there something you want, Cara?” he asks nonchalantly.

“Yes,” I replied, barely able to contain myself.

Roman gestured with his hand. “Well, tell me then.”

“I… I want you, Roman! I want to suck your cock and for you to cum in my mouth! I want you to use me however you please, you’re all I’ve been dreaming of for so long lately…” I pleaded, my pussy getting wetter by the minute at the thought of it, and a bit embarrassed that I was talking in such a dirty way.

Roman smiles, taking off his shorts and underwear and putting them to the side. “Very well then.” Free from the cloth, his dick sprang upwards, an entire six inches, more than I had ever taken before.

I smile back at him, then kiss the tip, sucking up the few drops of precum before I take him into my mouth, at least as much as I can. While gently massaging his balls I lick up and down the shaft, swirling my tongue along his length. He moans softly, placing his hands upon my head to better control my movement. For a little while I continue with this, eventually starting to lick up the underside of his length, where I knew he’d be sensitive. He grabs a fistful of my hair tight and exclaims “Fuck, baby!”

Knowing that what I’m doing pleases him further stokes the heat deep in me, making me suck Roman’s cock with even more enthusiasm. Soon he moans, “Ooh, Cara I’m close,” and takes hold of my head with both hands. He’s fully face-fucking me as I deepthroat his cock, but then slows down and I know what’s coming. A final moan, then hot white liquid shoots down my throat, which I happily swallow.

“Yes, Cara… and clean up the rest too,” Roman mumbles, as happy as I am. Eagerly I lick up every last drop of cum off his dick, and swallow that too.

I blink innocently, smiling up at the man I know for sure I’m falling in love with. “Roman, maybe you don’t know this yet, but I like you.”

Laughing, he replies, “No, I had no idea.” The twinkle in his eye meets the twinkle in mine. “Cara, I like you too.”

Now, we should probably go meet the others at the pool…