Emily Ch. 02

Author's note:

Emily is a cute young BBW who works as a teacher, and enjoys sexy role-play. She has short curly brown hair, pale skin, with freckles, and wears glasses. Emily and I often explore different naughty characters and situations and this story documents one of them. This time the scene is a cruise ship. We are both aboard, supposedly enjoying a holiday with our respective partners.

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EMILY: I am on the boat with my rich husband who is older than me by a lot. We have been dancing together tonight, but he has sat down because he is a bit drunk and would rather smoke a cigar. My husband and I aren't really close. He likes a young wife and I like being a bit rich. A salsa comes on and I have no one to dance with

PHIL: I've seen you two about the whole week, sometimes arguing, you don't look happy and I'd say you were far too attractive for him, it's obvious you are just there for the money, as you are always dressed in such extravagant clothing

EMILY: yes I have walked around with expensive diamonds on. And it isn't hard to tell that we don't have a fire really there. He is 30 years my elder and we came for his work really

PHIL: my wife and I are having problems on this holiday too, it was meant to bring us back closer together but we are just too different, she isn't affectionate enough and we just end up rowing, she has already stormed off for the night and I decide it's not worth going back to our cabin, we will only row further., I want to drink a bit more and wait till I know she is asleep before I go back

EMILY: I find myself on the dance floor in a flowing sparkling dress. The neck line droops and I have a slit that runs up the dress

PHIL: I'm just playing idly with my beer mat on the table and gazing at the dance floor, there are some couples but a lot of them are dispersing as the night goes on... my eyes catch you. I recognise you immediately

EMILY: I really like to salsa, but my husband stands up to go off with his business partners and I am alone

PHIL: I see them all leave, all laughing loudly and ignoring your wonderful display... I feel bad at the way he's obviously been treating you... I'm torn whether to come near you... the alcohol inside me urging me on

EMILY: I stand idle listening to the music. I close my eyes and touch my heart. My fingers resting gently below my diamond necklace, just above my cleavage which is slightly evident from the drooping neck line

PHIL: I watch you from a far... admiring your sultry curves and mesmerizing actions... eventually I decide that I can't let this song go to waste and approach you

EMILY: I imagine myself dancing the salsa with a young man whose body moves with mine in this sexual pulsating rhythmic dance. My dress flowing and my moving to the beat as I am persuaded to drop to the floor or slide my leg up his thigh with his hand gliding down my inner thigh. I am off in my dream and feel your touch before I hear your voice, awakening me from this dream only to an even better one

PHIL: I can tell your mind is miles away as you react when I touch you, you start and then as you feel my hand on your shoulder you turn to see me... close up you look even more enchanting, I can already see that you don't need money to make you pretty. Your sparkling dreamy eyes look straight at me and the question I came to ask nearly escapes me as I realise that it is not very likely you'll want to dance with me

EMILY: I spread a smile across my face because I realize my dream has come to meet me. I have noticed you too this week, your rugged handsome demeanour, I am startled because you were the man in my day dream. I see that you aren't looking at my diamonds or my low neckline, but my eyes and I feel you are possibly seeing me as me. Before you can even ask I slide my hand up and grab yours as if giving the ok.

PHIL: I smile back at you as I know what it means and am thankful I didn't have to ruin this moment with words, I take a step forward as the music grows louder in my ears, my heart beating much faster now I feel you touch me

EMILY: We move a bit onto the dance floor and begin to sway to music gliding on the floor keeping our eyes locked. We move as if we had danced together before. Your arms hold tightly around my body and my hands grasp onto you. I feel my body bend around and stray from you only to return even tighter

PHIL: your body sways and meanders, sexily gyrating against me... I never feel confident with dancing but the music and your movements make it all seem unimportant, every move feels right with you and I can't believe that such a hot rich lady is in my arms, writhing against me. You enchant me and despite the evening's events and my mood a few moments earlier I can't help but smile at you, directly at your beaming eyes

EMILY: My body feels so right and yet I feel so wrong in these clothes, as the music quickens and slows. As I imagined my leg slides up your body exposing some of my soft skin as the slit on my dress goes up to my mid thigh. My heart's pounding and my eyes piercing yours I can't steal them away, not even for a second

PHIL: I love being here with you and I can see even from your face that there is much more to this lady than simply her spoilt rich girl appearance, I know that you're married but this moment takes me over, the glimpse of your bare thigh between us makes my cock twitch and begin to grow, giving me a feeling I haven't felt for a very long time

EMILY: All of a sudden I realize the music has ended and there are a few people around us clapping. I with draw my leg and thank the crowd. My hand slides down your arm and I lean forward centimetres away from your lips. I feel your breath on my lips. I draw a little in and whisper sweetly, "Thank you for the dance. You kind sir have given me a night to remember. Do pray tell what is your name?" My eyes rest gently on yours feeling as if I am falling into a hidden pool of refreshing warm water

PHIL: your voice is sultry and the accent is unmistakably American, my mouth is dry but as the crowd continue to show their appreciation I whisper back, in my equally foreign English lilt, "Philip... and thank you, you were incredible"

EMILY: A small quaint smile spreads across my face. I again open my mouth drawing in the air and the smell of you. My chest heaves a bit more this time. I ask, "Well Phil would you be so kind as to walk me back to my cabin?" Not wanting to ruin the moment and remember my dreaded husband I do not mention him or that he requested his own for this trip thinking I should have more room, 'to be a woman' as he put it

PHIL: taken aback at the question I wonder how I should answer. The clapping has died down and realise that now is our time to make our exit from the floor, we can't leave in opposite directions in front of everyone anyway so I laugh a little and nod silently. I turn and take your hand as we walk proudly from the floor and through our spectators. I am guessing that you want to be walked to the door, I assume we will walk there and then say goodnight. I'm still loving the moment but fear that it will soon be over and I must return to my still angry wife

EMILY: We walk in silence and I am glad for the firmness of your hand on mine. I was cold before, but a storm of warmth spreads over me and finally we come to my cabin.

PHIL: I hold your hand firm but you have to lead the way slightly to show me just where you are staying

EMILY: I turn to you. "Thank you Phil for the dance and the walk."

PHIL: I look into your eyes, not wanting this moment to be over

EMILY: I lean forward as if to kiss you, but pull away. I don't want to be too forward

PHIL: I keep staring at you and I can't bear to simply say goodnight and turn away, I whisper "and thank you" and as if controlled lean my face forward towards yours

EMILY: A small sigh escapes my mouth and my lips brush against yours. A shiver goes down my body and my hands reach out to hold onto yours as I fear I might fall over

PHIL: my head is swimming and I know I would regret it forever if I didn't seize this one moment and feel your soft lips against mine. It feels so good to have your lips pressed against me... I make one kiss turn into two as I can't stop, still gazing into your eyes and holding your hands firmly in mine

EMILY: I like the feel of your smooth lips against mine and I feel wobbly in the knees. I am not sure if it is the boat or that I haven't been touched this way by a man in a long time. I pull you closer to hold onto me because I fear I will fall over and our third kiss only seems to stay longer and my mouth gently widens

PHIL: my tongue snakes forward and gently rubs against yours, so moist and rough they dance together and I realise I haven't felt such lust and burning desire in a kiss for years. My feelings are hotter than they were on the dance floor and fear deserts me for a second as I hold you close against me

EMILY: Sandwiched between you and the wall I feel secure and loose a bit of shyness. I dance my tongue on yours

PHIL: I stop kissing you abruptly and shyly look down at the floor as my sober mind returns... "Sorry" I say... "We shouldn't do that... with your husband.." I point meekly at the cabin door

EMILY: a smirk spreads meekly across my face and I say "my husband got me my own cabin on the other side of the boat. He wanted me to have some space to be a woman. It hasn't done much for me. It makes me a bit lonely. Phil would you like to come in and warm up a bit? It is rather chilly out here" I fold my arms in front of my chest, but not before you notice that my nipples have become hard and are protruding out of my dress

PHIL: "it is yes... can I come in and you can be a woman with me present in your cabin? Miss.... umm.. I'm sorry I don't know your name"

EMILY: "Oh sorry it's Emily. My husband likes to call me Emilia. He says it's more becoming, but I am simply Emily"

PHIL: "Emily it is then... you suit that more. Let's get inside before some nosy passengers come by"

EMILY: I open the door and we move in. It is a large room with two chairs for a bit of a sitting room and an open entry way that leads to the bed

PHIL: I shut the door behind me

EMILY: the light is dim and romantic. I turn around with a welcomed look and sit down on one of the longer lounge chairs

PHIL: this is one of the largest of the single rooms.. I know that your husband has put a lot of cash into this trip. "It must get really very lonely in here yes"

EMILY: "yes. I find myself more out than in"

PHIL: "a lady that can dance like you shouldn't be left alone in here all the time Emily. You moved so.... sexily tonight"

EMILY: "well I guess when you have a partner as agile and strong as you it is easier to appear sexy.."

PHIL: "oh honey you're too kind... you were on fire tonight and it isn't just cos you wear all these expensive dresses"

EMILY: "Expensive dresses if I could wear anything but them I would feel much better. I have noticed you a lot on this trip. Not that I have been stalking, but you appear with a woman a lot is she your wife?"

PHIL: my eyes turn downwards as you mention her. "Well yes... we're sort of... well we're not getting on. We came on this trip to get away and finally make a go of things but it really isn't working out. We just don't click any more. We married young, the whole thing was a mistake. It seems like she just wants to argue the whole time"

EMILY: "I am sorry did I hit a sore spot?"

PHIL: "no no it's not a sore spot... I'm just fed up with it all"

EMILY: "I do see. I well am sort of in the same boat. I don't love my husband and I can't even remember why we married. He always buys me expensive stuff when we argue as if it will make it better. But I am a simple girl." I remove the diamond necklace. "I really don't even like clothes... I mean sorry. Did I say that out loud?"

PHIL: "girls like you are spoilt by such ostentation Emily, your husband should see that you are gorgeous and know that you'd make anything look good, not all these over the top expensive things"

EMILY: "you are too flattering. Thank you."

PHIL: "I can bet you're even more gorgeous without that dress. Well.. I mean... I mean I wasn't saying..."

EMILY: I give you a bit of a shocked look, but it has been a long time since I have felt a man's touch. I reach over and take your hand placing it on my shoulder. Resting just on my strap

PHIL: my breath quickens slightly as I feel the soft skin either side of the material, I realise you haven't taken offence at what I've said and I deftly push it to one side with my fingers, nimbly letting it fall away from its house on your shoulder

EMILY: My chest grows and my heart skips a few beats

PHIL: I look down at you, now seeing the left side of your chest bare above the breast

EMILY: I place your hand on the other side resting on my other strap. My eyes closing and sheer bliss spreading across my face

PHIL: I slide the other strap down and see that your dress strains to hold up your breasts, my confidence growing I delicately lower the material down revealing your breasts tight within your strapless bra. I kneel down and push my lips against yours again

EMILY: I stand up and the dress falls to the floor, gliding down my body as if it were a waterfall

PHIL: It reveals your gorgeous curvy body

EMILY: my breasts trapped in a strapless bra and my lacy black thong resting against my pussy

PHIL: my heart quickens and I feel my cock making an involuntary twitch again in my trousers as I drink you in, your expensive dress now in a heap around your high heels. The sight before me much more expensive and precious than that

EMILY: I feel like a princess as I step out of my heels and stand simply almost naked before you. My smile is wide although I would love to feel your lips and your hands run like a stream over each inch of my body

PHIL: my suit jacket and shirt suddenly seem too constricting with you before me and I rapidly remove them, my fingers struggling to undo the tight buttons

EMILY: I notice your struggle and reach over to aid you, pushing your hands away as my smaller ones can do a better job

PHIL: I want you to see me now. I want to be unclothed like you and free... I want to show you that I really love seeing your body and that your husband is crazy for not worshipping you from head to toe

EMILY: I feel your excitement and while you remove your shirt I undo your trousers

PHIL: my shirt slides off my arms and flutters to the ground. I feel the sweet release as you undo my trouser buttons

EMILY: My pussy tightens and wettens as I feel your excitement through the top of your trousers. My breasts feel restricted but I ignore this simple feeling I don't want to push the feeling. I don't want the night to go too fast

PHIL: hmm you look amazing just in your silk, the trappings of extravagance stripped away leaving natural soft skin on show with your most private areas still hidden from view. You're like a temptress having been divested of your outer shell, left to entrance me with your semi nakedness

EMILY: I have tasted the freedom with a true man and I feel I want more. I back towards the bed and sit down sinking a bit in the mountainous cloud. I slide back a bit and look to the floor only to bring my head up slightly my eyes meeting yours. I kind of call you over using my finger to beckon you in my direction

PHIL: I keep our eyes locked and move closer towards the bed, eventually standing above you

EMILY: I slide your trousers off and slide your boxers down as well. After you step out of them I am eye level with your giant cock and I am over powered by ecstasy

PHIL: my fully erect cock has been dying for escape and now springs free as I step out of my trousers leaving myself completely naked before you. It points straight at your pretty face, pulsating

EMILY: I reach up and touch it with a finger moving my fingertip gently around its head and feeling the sides. I slide my finger down over your balls and massage them in my hand

PHIL: "ooh Emily" I can't help but exhale, "I like that"

EMILY: my tongue reaches out and taps your cocks head and withdraws only to come out again. My mouth fits around your cocks head and as my lips slide a little on the head my tongue licks all parts of your cocks tip

PHIL: hmm I love feeling the warmth of your rough tongue which moments ago I felt in my mouth now caressing my sensitive swollen head. I look down and love the picture before me: Your gorgeous face now with my cock gently gliding in between your full red lips

EMILY: I soon feel I am enjoying this and as my hands quicken their massage so do my mouth and tongue. My tongue wraps around your shaft and my saliva covers your cock. My lips slide further down and back on your cock wetting it more

PHIL: I place a hand on your head, stroking your hair and helping the rhythm. I subtly push my hips forward, just to build up a rhythm with you. My cock is loving the feelings you give it, having missed out on so much recently

EMILY: I feel a bit of precum in my mouth and I deep throat your cock continuing to massage your balls and wet your shaft with my tongue

PHIL: hmm I love how your throat grips my engorged cockhead and you moan slightly sending vibrations along my whole shaft. My cock slides effortlessly between your sucking lips

EMILY: I reach my hands up to behind you grabbing onto your bottom so I can get more. I moan even more as I can feel my pussy growing wetter by the second

PHIL: I breathe heavily trying so hard not to cum over these wonderful sensations and eventually I have to push your shoulder gently so you will stop and let my cock pop from your warm hungry mouth. I don't want this evening to finish yet

EMILY: I pull my head back one last time and fall back on the bed breathing heavily and moaning a bit from the already exciting moment

PHIL: there is so much left to explore

EMILY: "Oh my goodness that was amazing... Ahhhh"

PHIL: hmmm my cock jerks in the air, now wet from your mouth... "Hmm Emily wow! Yes it was amazing." I see you laying there on your soft bed and see your breasts rise and fall as you breathe. My eyes roam to your thighs and I can already see the moisture that has appeared behind the sheer material of your panties, your legs spread slightly apart as you dreamily laze

EMILY: I feel rather warm and spread my legs, my hands touching my pussy behind my panties and sliding up my body to my chest and finally rising above my head

PHIL: I love the sight and kneel down beside the bed, seeing the triangle formed by your legs, leading inevitably to your soft hot treasure. Hmm I see you stroke yourself. I am overcome. I have to see your pussy for myself. I have to see this goddess's pink petals with my own eyes. My hands slide effortlessly up your legs

EMILY: I feel your hands reach up and slide my thong off

PHIL: hmm slowly, revealing that erotic sight

EMILY: it gives me excitement and little short sighs escape my mouth

PHIL: hmmmm I can't help let out a gasp as I throw the wet material to one side and stare at you

EMILY: I am able to spread my legs more

PHIL: "hmmmmm Emily.... wow" I start to kiss your thighs with hot wet kisses. My fingers rub over your legs too and I hear you breathe above me

EMILY: My chest heaves and my back bends a bit, my hands grabbing at my hair

PHIL: you spreading your legs is inviting and I love travelling up your inner thighs with my mouth. I love seeing I'm making you crazy and I wonder how long it has been since you felt a man's lips trace a path towards your pussy. I finally reach it and put out my warm rough tongue to slide up and down your tight wet pussy lips, avoiding your clit a few times, just up and down, ducking inside to taste your sweet nectar some more before eventually sliding over your sensitive clit