X-Rated Celebrity Cruise

Not too long ago, the television network I work for as a camera man, sponsored a week long, all expenses paid cruise for all it's New York employees and their spouses. For seven days and nights, this single guy not only got to socialize with all the network big-wigs, I also got to have a drink or two with some of the biggest stars on television, and I'm not just talking Pat Sajak, Alex Trebek and Tom Bergeron. I'm talking some real hot females, hot older babes like Meredith Veiera and Katie Couric. Two hot babes who were more than happy to spend some very happy times with a thirty-year old camera man aiming to please. And when I say happy times, I'm not just talking about drinks served during happy hour. I'm talking about making our own happy hour once the bars closed. The first time it happened, it was just past one in the morning with the first day of our celebrity cruise coming to a close. I was holding out for as long as I could. One more drink, I told myself as I sat by myself at the bar. Luckily, I wasn't the only one not wanting this happy day to end. A lovely woman known to many television viewers, felt exactly the same as me.

Who Wants To Screw A Millionaire?

"Hi Vic! Want some company?" I heard a female voice and my head turned quickly, That's when I saw the smiling face of Meredith Veiera, the older, but still quite beautiful television game show hostess. "I couldn't sleep either," she said while sitting down, telling me her husband was fast asleep inside their cabin.

So, with her spouse in a deep state of slumber, and an eager camera guy still looking to party, it was a perfect chance for a horny single guy to test the celebrity waters, so to speak. Would she or wouldn't she was the question I mulled in my head as I ordered the older lady a drink, then watched as Ms. Veiera sat down on the stool right next to me.

As she did, her short skirt slid back to her ass, in the process, showing off her smooth bare thighs that belied her sixty years of age.

"So, tell me, Vic? Is it true that someone as nice as you is still single?" she asked with a very sly grin while I grinned with lust at the sweet thigh flesh she was showing off so willingly. It amazed me how nice her legs were for a woman her age, which like I said, was somewhere around sixty or sixty-one.

When I told her she was right, her sly smile became even broader before she took a few long sips from her brandy snifter. Right after, she polished it off in one big gulp.

"How nice!" she said while sliding off the bar stool. "C'mon, Vic honey! Let's go for a walk!" she said and I happily agreed, still not suspecting the celebrated Meredith Veiera wanted much more than a moonlight stroll with a younger guy still wondering about the celebrity waters. I'd find out soon enough that the married lady wanted much more than I ever hoped for.

The fact is, Ms. Veiera wanted to fuck, but her man for fucking was in their cabin fast asleep. The tired husband would be fucking no one that night. I would.

I'd be fucking his celebrated wife.

"Want to sit on one of those lounges?" she asked just five minutes into our walk.

"We can," I answered, still not realizing what she wanted. It never occurred to me that a supposedly happily married woman, and a celebrity of her stature, would be brazen enough to want a sexual tryst in a public place with her husband of many years so very close.

As soon as we sat down, I got my first real clue when her bare leg touched my hairy leg and she left it there. Right after, her arm came around my waist and her head came to rest on my shoulder. When I asked what she was doing, Meredith told me, but not by speaking.

Moist parted lips and a meaty tongue can speak volumes to a guy especially slow in picking up things. It says that a woman's very eager to pursue a heated tryst. In Meredith's case, the sixty-year old married babe was considerably eager for such an affair with the single thirty-year old guy.

Right after her very heated kiss, the married lady moved quickly. In one swift move, Meredith fell onto her back, tugged her short skirt back and spread open her long shapely legs. That's when I saw she wore no panties. That's when I wanted to say: Hey, Meredith! You're another man's wife! You shouldn't be doing this with me! But, the sad truth is, I didn't say any of that I just looked down at the woman's furry bush and thought of nothing but the delicious cunt right before my eyes.

If the wife of another man, and a celebrity of renown, wanted to show me her beautiful horny cunt, who was I to stop her? Besides, I was just as drunk and just as horny as she.

No, I didn't think of her spouse or stature in a time of lust. I thought of me, a man without scruples who wouldn't think twice about fucking Meredith Veiera, the highly acclaimed star of network television, and a lovely lady known to mullions of viewers.

So, in a swift move of my own, my face moved to the coziness of Meredith's smooth meaty thighs and my mouth pressed to an area normally reserved for one man alone.

Almost instantly, my tongue darted out and it started licking the wet juicy folds of the married star's pussy. Her reaction was one I never expected. She became wild. Her long beautiful legs wrapped tightly around me and her sweet soft ass lifted up off the lounge with her cunt rubbing my mouth.

"Eat me! Oh, God! Eat me!" she yelled with her head thrashing from side to side and her body moving up and down. What else could I do but give the cheating married cunt exactly what she wanted. I licked and sucked on Meredith Veiera's cunt until I felt her soft delicious ass tremble inside my hands, tasted her delicious pussy juice on my tongue. She had cum.

It was over. No, it wasn't.

Meredith loved me eating her. But like all women, a pussy lick is never enough for one so hot. Meredith wanted it all with me. Her legs loosened and I knelt up between them. Looking down, I could see her gasping for breath. I could also see her arm lifting off the lounge with her hand reaching for what bulged between my legs. The next thing I knew, the cheating wife was rubbing my dick as she hastily tugged at my fly. For some reason, this bothered me and I had second thoughts.

"You'd better go back to your cabin," I told her, but Meredith had no intention of returning to her husband's bed. She opened my zipper and reached inside. Suddenly, my cock was out and she was up off her back. What happened next was beyond any man's comprehension. The woman gripped my ass with one hand while her other hand grasped my hard dick.

"Go?" she asked while staring at me. "Oh no, Vic! I don't think I'm going anywhere! I want a cock, and I want yours!"

Before I could stop the insistent woman, her mouth came around my dick and she started sucking on it just like many married women have sucked on my cock. And on this night, my reaction was exactly the same as it was with those other cheating babes.

If a woman wants to blow me, another guy's wife or not, celebrity or not, I let the hot horny bitch blow me no matter who she is or where we are.

Under the moonlight, and out of view from anyone, Meredith Veiera's lips and tongue performed incredible magic on my cock. She licked its hard head while her head bobbed up and down and her wet lips glided nicely along the long stiff shaft. The woman's blowjob was so good; I could have easily cum inside her sucking mouth.

The truth is, Meredith wouldn't have stopped me from depositing my juicy hot load into her mouth. I knew that because she told me so.

"Uhmmm, uhmmm! I just love your big beautiful cock, young Vic! Uhmmmm! You can cum if you want! I just love cum inside my mouth, and I'd especially like yours! Uhmmmm! I would!"

I could have, but I didn't want to cum inside Meredith's mouth. Maybe I'd cum there another time, but certainly not then. Fucking this incredibly hot woman was certainly much more important than having her taste the juice she said she loved.

"Oh no, babe! I just gotta fuck you!"

"Then fuck me! Fuck me now!"

Still on the lounge, I grasped Meredith's long shapely legs behind her knees and spread them open all the way. With her eyes closed, she brought them back to her head as my cock nudged her wet cunt lips. At that point, I could feel her long slim legs coming around my back and tighten. I could feel my cock easing its way into her warm wet pussy.

As her legs tightened, she felt what she wanted to feel, my cock moving all the way inside a horny cunt very eager to be consumed. Happily, Meredith took it all with a loud gasp and a soft sigh. Her legs tightened and her arms came around me too. As we started to fuck, the two of us stared into each other's eyes, moving our bodies with our mouths and lips just inches apart. We had to speak.

"I . . . I love doing this!"

"Me . . . me too, baby! Me too!"

With Meredith's hot body moving rapidly beneath mine, cumming for me was swift and damn good. It was good for the eager Meredith too. So good, she insisted on doing something else before we called it a night and headed back to our cabins. On the way there, Meredith decided she wasn't quite though for the evening. The horny wife wanted to fuck again, and she wanted it in the most dangerous of places, the corridor just outside her stateroom.

"You're kidding?"

Meredith didn't answer. She wrapped her arms around me, pressed her wet lips to mine and leaped into my arms. The next thing I knew, my cock somehow found its way into her pussy and we were actually fucking against the wall where her husband was sleeping soundly. God only knows how the man didn't wake up. We sure weren't very quiet, and we sure as shit didn't go unnoticed.

A steward came walking down the corridor and the poor guy got the shock of his life. Shock, however, soon turned to joy for the guy who didn't see any reason to stop watching two tourists fucking in public. He didn't move and he didn't make a sound. He just stood there quietly enjoying the sight of the very horny woman cumming to orgasm after orgasm. Not that I blamed the guy. Watching Meredith Veiera fuck was almost as good as actually fucking her. The guy enjoyed the show, and I enjoyed being an active part of it.

Meredith, however, wasn't nearly as thrilled as we were.

"What the fuck are you looking at, you Goddamn pervert?" she asked the guy when her legs closed and eyes opened.

"Sorry! Sorry!" the shaken guy said as he scooted off down the corridor.

The next morning at breakfast, that same guy, as well as many other guys, all kept staring at the woman sitting at a table filled with many other celebrities. I suspected by their sly grins, this one particular celebrity was the topic of conversation throughout the entire ship. Later, while I sat alone at the bar, a steward approached me.

"Excuse me, sir! I have a question if you don't mind."

"Sure! What is it?"

"That lady from last night? She is a big star and the wife of another?"

I grinned slyly, satisfying the man's curiosity.

He grinned. "You sir, are very lucky man."

He was right. At least for that first night I was. After that, Meredith Veiera avoided me like the plague. One hot fuck was apparently enough to satisfy her. Once she got what she wanted, the big star dumped the cameraman like a ton of bricks. That's okay! I was lucky to get what I did from her. Who knows? With a boatload of hot celebrities all looking to fuck, I just may get lucky again.

Porn For Katie

Putting Meredith aside, while on that same cruise, I found myself sharing a dinner table with five others, one of them being the sexy and vibrant Katie Couric. After dinner, once the other people left for their own night's enjoyment, Ms. Couric and I stayed together to enjoy an after dinner brandy while we chatted about things in general, mostly the network. After the third brandy, the talk became looser and a bit more risqué with the lovely talk show hostess.

Much to my surprise, she started using more four letter words than I figured she knew. Not that I cared. Hearing the super sweet fifty-seven year old bundle of joy using dirty talk, easily became an instant turn-on.

Eventually, the subject of porn came up and how prevalent it was on the Internet. Ms. Couric didn't bring up the subject. I did. The fact is, I was feeling out the older, yet very attractive woman for a sexual liaison later on in the night, and I'm happy to say, the older cutie fell for my line of bullshit hook, line and sinker.

"Are there really that many? Gosh! I've never even seen one!"

By then, my cock was bulging hard just from talking to the petite, but nicely shaped television star. Having Ms. Couric alone inside my cabin while the two of us surfed the net for porn, could only do more for a cock eager for some hot old pussy. That's why I made my next bold move. I invited the former anchor back to my cabin.

"Sure! Why the fuck not?" she said while ordering another brandy for each of us. "If what you say is true about all this porn, I better make sure I have enough liquor inside me. Just let me go to my cabin and change my clothes."

Ten minutes later, she walked into my cabin wearing a short skirt, a tight blouse, and no stockings covering her tanned shapely legs. Having discarded the more formal dinner wear, she now looked hot for fucking in much sexier clothes.

Before she arrived, I logged on to my favorite web site. The stage was set for the seduction when she knocked on the door.

This method of seduction is tried and true. All Ms. Couric had to do was look at a few pictures and nature would take the inevitable course. She'd be so aroused by seeing people fucking and ladies sucking, she'll insist on seeing more. And when she did, the turned on Katie won't stop there.

Television celebrity or not, she'll be sucking and fucking just like the ladies on the screen, as well as the two celebrities or fucked and sucked before her. All this guy had to do was get the ball rolling.

"Have a seat!" I told the lovely lady while I sat in front of the monitor showing a couple engaged in a doggy-style fuck. Having taken the bait, Katie quickly obliged by sitting down on the bed right next to where the computer was sitting on the desk. Her eyes zoomed in on that picture, then the next, and the many, many that followed. All the shots showed people fucking in every which way, every one of them getting her erotic attention.

"Wow! I don't believe this! People are actually screwing right on your computer!" she said while crossing and uncrossing, then crossing her beautiful tanned legs again. By then, I wasn't looking at the monitor anymore. Katie's nicely tanned nice legs looked even better. I even loved the perspiration rolling down her forehead as she squirmed her cute little ass on the bed. She was almost there. It was time to take the older, but hot looking lady closer to performing instead of watching.

"It's hard to see from there. Why don't you sit in my lap for a better view," I used the line I'd used successfully many times before. Not this time.

The big star hesitated. She wasn't quite ready to be trapped inside my web of lust.

"Hmm, I don't know, Mr. Vitale! Can I trust you not to get fresh with me?"

"Of course you can!" I said, lying through my teeth. I could already feel my cock rubbing against her soft ass; I could already feel her soft smooth thighs on my eager hands. "Just sit in my lap and we'll watch the action together. There's much, much more to show you. Trust me, Ms. Couric! You'll love what you see."

Katie got up from the bed and stood next to me, her arm draping the back of the chair. Sadly for me, that's where she stayed. Despite her high state of arousal, it was apparent she was reluctant to take the next step into my web of impropriety. My lap was an area she just couldn't go.

"That's okay! I'll just stand!" she told me and I didn't push it. If she really wanted, she'll come around on her own. The next image brought her closer. It was a movie file showing a very attractive blonde sucking wildly on a guy's very big cock. It was quick, but it did the trick. She moved from behind the chair and stood next to me again, her arm now draping my shoulder. Her heavy breathing told me she really liked what she was seeing.

"My God! Would you look at the size of that thing!" she exclaimed, then got a big disappointment. The two-minute video ended abruptly. "What happened? Where is it? I wanna see more!"

Not a problem! I set the computer to slide show mode and the blowjob video played over and over, completely capturing the horny woman's erotic attention. Katie watched and watched, totally oblivious to my arm draping her soft hips, then my hand rubbing her soft ass right through her short skirt. When her lower body started moving to my rubbing fingers, I took the next bold step. My hand slid down her ass to the edge of her skirt where it slipped underneath. Suddenly, I was rubbing her bare outer thigh. At this point, I expected a negative reaction, but didn't get it. Katie let me rub her bare upper leg without any resistance. She even let me coax her to a place she said she didn't want to go.

"Sit down, baby!"

"Okay, Mr. Vitale! Okay!"

Just like that, a woman twenty-seven years older than me, and a television celebrity known to millions, was sitting in my lap with my hands now rubbing the woman's bare outer thighs and my hard cock rubbing against her nice soft ass.

Needless to say, Katie couldn't ignore what was happening either. "We really shouldn't be doing this!" she said, but didn't stop me from dry humping her ass and playing with her legs. "We can get into an awful lot of trouble if we don't stop now! You know that, don't you?"

"Of course!"

Happily, Katie didn't stop now. She went even further. Her ass rubbed more briskly on my cock like she loved the feel of it on her body. She even parted her beautiful legs for me, telling me it was all right to move my hands between them, so I did. They touched the smoothness of her inner thighs and I rubbed them gently before spreading her smooth legs even further apart. And since she didn't stop me from doing that, I figured she'd changed her mind. Stopping was impossible and getting into trouble wasn't such a bad thing after all. I soon found I was totally right when Katie turned her head to look at me.

"I really want to stop! God knows I do!" she said with her wet mouth edging closer to mine. "I should stop!" she said, then kissed my mouth.

In the next few minutes, Katie's lips parted and her tongue ate my tongue in an intense display of incredible passion.

If she really wanted to stop, you'd never know it. That's why I made my next daring move. My hand went for her crotch and I started rubbing Katie's pussy right through her wet panties. That was all it took to take her over the edge.

"Oh, Mr. Vitale! I can't stop! I need you to fuck me! Please fuck me!"

Showing how anxious she really was, the television lady leaped to her feet and raised her short skirt up to her waist. Then, as I watched with bated breath, Katie Couric grasped the lining of her panties and gave them a tug, shimmying them down her beautiful legs and off her gorgeous body.

With her bare ass now facing me, I reached out and squeezed her cheeks, letting my fingers slide between them for a touch of her wet pussy. As I did, the very aroused Katie turned her head to look at me. Her pouting lips and lusty eyes told me she wanted more than just a finger-fuck. She wanted to sit in my lap with my hard cock buried deep inside her eager pussy.

"I want it, Mr. Vitale!" she said so I wasted no time in giving the eager lady what she wanted. In one swift move, I took my cock out and eased Katie's body down onto mine. It was time for a first name basis.

"Call me Vic!"

"Oh, yes, Vic! Yes!" she sighed it slipped between her two cheeks and into her wet and loose pussy. "Oh, God! God!" Katie groaned loudly while bouncing her body up and down, my stiff dick rubbing the walls of her more than anxious pussy. "Fuck me, Vic! Fuck me! Keep fucking me!"