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Cruising into new life - part 2

The next morning started early. Jodie had been raising early and trying to take naps during the day during her maternity leave for the last week or so – the joint terrors of pregnancy bladder, heartburn if she lays down and baby kicks resulting in a lot of interruptions.

Over night we had the announcement that we were now in international waters – we knew what that meant by our earlier briefing – and Jodie was desperate to see the oasis area and book a spa appointment – after a bit of digging around it seems that even these were included free of charge. We ordered breakfast to our room and after a quick shower, Jodie reached into the closet and pulled out the most luxurious, fluffy dressing gown I had ever seen. It was made with a pregnant woman’s proportions in mind too, covering her bump with plenty of room to spare.

As I was in the shower I heard the breakfast get delivered, and making sure that I had given plenty of time for the porter to leave so I didn’t flash him, jumped out of the shower, threw a towel on the bed and sat down ‘au natural’ to enjoy the food. During the meal Jodie kept on talking about spreading jams over certain parts of my anatomy and licking it off – but aside from that self same part of my anatomy springing up in anticipation nothing came of it. My wife is a terrible tease.

We flicked on the tv to channel 10 and just saw a message saying broadcasts will resume at noon, seems that Adriana at least has some time off from being in the front of the camera.

I spent a little while applying moisturiser to Jodie’s belly, and in appreciation, along with the sing song oohs and ahhs she provided me with, her hands spent a long while between my own legs, cock and balls being tugged and squeezed until I was a shaking mess, finally releasing myself all over that same belly I had rubbed a short while earlier. Life was good. And I had to rub goo into her belly all over again. Life was better.

We got a bit more of a chance of hand on body action as we applied our sun lotions, unsure what what the outside weather was like before we finally – and dare I say reluctantly – got dressed and headed out of the cabin around 9am several hours into our day already.

We started to deck 10 to explore the family areas first, waving hellos and nodding to people as we passed them. As we passed a couple using one of the wheelchairs Jodie pressed a hand into her back and gave an over emphasised groan. I took the hint and said I’d go back and fetch one, which she gave an appreciative ‘my hero’ look and kissed me deeply on the lips as thanks.

As I returned back I found Jodie in discussion with some sort of mothers club (or well I guess mothers to be club) as at least a dozen women, some with strollers carrying babies and small toddlers were huddled together around a selection of seats which had been pulled together.

As I approached with the chair I overheard snippets – usual stuff - stitches, tears, babies of so many pounds and labours of so many hours. War stories Jodie called them. She had never experienced it herself but her mother was quite candid explaining her birth and of course being a midwife had a lot of stories to tell herself which the ladies seemed more than happy with Jodie regaling them with. I stood off to one side, waving as she looked up to notice me, and with that I was introduced to the group. I’ll be honest and say that I was introduced to a few names and I couldn’t remember a single one of them in the commotion, but one thing I did find out was that the family I presumed were a poly couple (one man and 2 ladies in the check in area) was a little more complicated.

Firstly one of the women wasn’t romantically involved with any of the others – she was a good friend of the other lady who had agreed to be a surrogate for the first after they struggled to conceive their second child. Shortly after the second woman – now sporting a large bump herself – actually fell pregnant with twins and they were soon to become a family of 4 in a very much ‘oops’ moment – but all children were eagerly wanted. Seems the twin mother to be was only 7 months along but was allowed to join the cruise because of the surrogate wanting the family around should she go into labour on board. My mouth got away from my brain when I asked “do you all share a cabin?” The lady gave a good natured chuckle and answered no, but they do have adjoining rooms so she could go and tuck her friends in and give them a kiss good night if she wanted to.

The group spent another 15 to 20 minutes chatting, I just sat back and took in the view of various bellies being rubbed, itches being scratched and occasionally small lumps and bumps appearing across the bellies arrayed in a circle in front of me. As I said before – life was good.

We left the group after a while and headed off to our ultimate destination – the adult area and the oasis. I take no shame in saying that I was worried what was going to happen in the clothing optional area – I mean it’s no secret what turns me on and being offered up a veritable smorgasbord of pregnant ladies might make me… well… pokey. Which would be a tad embarrassing. However we ploughed on ahead, reached the fenced off area, swiped our key fob to get in and my jaw dropped.

The area wasn’t busy by any means but in front of me were around a dozen women and – after a quick head count – 5 men including me who were in various states of undress. Most had opted to go topless – either discarding the top half of their 2 piece sets or simply rolling down swimsuits, relaxing on loungers or sitting on the side of the pool. The pool itself was empty. Jodie asked one of the ladies with her legs in the pool about why it was empty and she replied that it was too cold. Hmm… maybe that could be a shock to the senses I need should anything start to stir.

We passed through quickly and on to the oasis as we planned where after a short walk we came up to the next door, swiped in and for sake of repeating myself, jaws were on the floor once more.

This area was basically a covered greenhouse with tropical plants decorating everywhere with a large circular pool in the centre and a river system running around the outside edge so in theory you could get to wherever you chose to sit down and rest without hardly leaving the water. The water wasn’t swimming pool deep by any means, waist deep at most so you could get around by wading through the water rather than having to swim.

It was busier in here than in the outdoor area – it was to be expected, it was still early in the day and the suns warmth hadn’t reached its peak yet, but it was also comparatively smaller, so perhaps less people seemed busier… I didn’t bother counting heads.

Jodie spotted somewhere for us to sit and dragged me over to it, pulling the dress she was wearing over her head to leave… nothing. In our time getting dressed this morning I had failed to register that she just put on a cover up over her naked body – the fact she had gotten dressed so quick just completely passed me by. She was breathtaking, and yes, my eyes were certainly focused on her than anyone else in here.

She broke my reverie with a cough, wiggling her eyebrows and gesturing towards my shorts. I smiled and pulled off my top and shorts in short order, standing proud and to attention, my cock like a flagpole on parade. Yeah she had done it. I guess get the embarrassing moment out of the way quickly.

My face was turned beet red though when I heard a wolf whistle. I turned and saw Jess wading towards us in the river system. I was clueless what to do. I mean we had only met this woman yesterday and here she was coming to meet us, breasts flopped down against her belly, not a whisper of hair between her legs, and me poking out and glistening at the tip.

She walked along, hugged Jodie and completely ignored the elephant in the room – or between my legs I guess. First thing she asked was if she could join us or if we wanted to be left alone – good on her – but when Jodie said to sit down, she was quick to pull up a lounger and slowly lower herself on to it, not a care in the world that she had nothing on. I guess being 21 and fit gives a boost of self confidence I was certainly missing in this situation.

We got talking, asked about her mother, and it turns out that she may be in labour. Nothing major, no rapid contractions or anything but she said it was just like it was when she was giving birth to her. She wanted to rest and see if anything developed. Of course this made Jodie giddy with delight and they got talking. Apparently she was 4 days early at this point but Jess had been born a day early so she wasn’t exactly expecting to get off the ship without another passenger in tow.

Jess abruptly changed conversation topics. Asking me if I could do anything about that… maybe cover it with a towel or something. There we go, my cock had been noticed. Seems Jess couldn’t stop glancing at it with how it was front and centre between us and whilst she knew it was wrong she had been without one for so long she was getting hungry… also little chance of single men on this cruise.

Jodie laughed and pulled a sock out of her bag and plopped it over the pole I had. “Not quite what I was thinking” announced Jess and we all burst into laughter.

Jess’s eyes wandered to the central pool and asked if it would be in bad taste to sleep with the staff. Our eyes followed hers looking wistfully off in the distance to see the hunky medical staff team member from the introductions in the pool, standing up waist deep but impossible to see if he was wearing any thing below. Jess and Jodie giggled what could only be described as a ‘wicked titter’ with Jodie telling her to go for it.

My eyes went down to water level and I noticed the face of Adriana submerged up to her neck in the pool. The thought she might be naked sent blood rushing back somewhere I was desperate to try and get rid of. And of course that was when Jodie and Jess decided to do a bit of matchmaking and set off toward the pool, asking me if I was coming.

I sighed and hoped that the water was cool enough to tamper down the blood rushing into places I really hoped it would avoid as I splashed into the river in pursuit.

We passed several couples relaxing in each others arms around the river route until we finally came to a pool entrance point and with a splash we all entered. It took a bit of dodging around floating pool guests until we approached our intended targets, Adriana’s eyes noticing us and smiling.

“Ahh once again we meet my good luck charm” her voice was practically purring. Glancing down into the water she added “I didn’t expect to meet so much of you I must say.” Thankfully I think the blood running to my cheeks took precedence this time and my lower half remained chill as I mentally thanked every god going for this situation.

“I would like to introduce you to my little brother.” She followed on, gesturing to the hunky medical team member. “He is Miguel, actually my twin, but he was born 20 minutes after me so I call him my little brother – he so dislikes the term.” Her beaming smile was left with a scowl from the man to get left.

“Charles feels that with me being so close to my time, I shouldn’t be let out without an escort. And Miguel here will be delivering the baby so he is as good as any.”

Jodie reacted first “your brother will deliver your baby?”

“Oh yes… I trust him very much and he is probably the most highly trained on the ship.” Adriana replied.

“But… it’s hardly what I’d want my brother seeing me down there.” Jess added.

“Ahh we have different cultures in my native Brazil. We are much more relaxed about nudity. It need not be sexual.” I swear she purred the word ‘sexual’

Miguel followed, his Latin accent much more pronounced than his sisters. “Indeed. I am my sisters biggest promoter. When she was dancing, there were many times that I helped her pick out costumes… many of them rely on no… how do you say – no panty lines. My attitude is that I have seen her naked on the day she was born, and an untold number of times since then.”

“How about anyone else” Jess blurted out, not entirely sure if she meant to say it out loud or just think it… but it was out there now.

Miguel looked at her. “I find great beauty in the female form. Perhaps we can meet to discuss practical examples.” My god that was smooth.

Jess blushed and fanned herself with her hand. “I may need to submerge myself it’s very, very hot in here.”

Adriana looked at me as the others were giggling. “Could you help me? It seems my brother is now a little busy, and I need help applying moisturiser.” I gulped. Looked straight at Jodie.

“Go. You’re married, she’s married, I know nothing will come of it, and you cannot say no to a lady in distress. A pregnant lady at that.” I was caught between a rock and a hard place. I agreed and was told to follow Adriana to her bed.

It was at this point that I realised that she was indeed naked under the water. My eyes hadn’t drifted above the waterline and reflections had obscured everything as we approached. She stepped out with her back to me and I know it’s a cliché, but if I hadn’t seen her from the front, you wouldn’t have told she was pregnant from the back. She raised inch by glorious inch out of the water like some sort of nymph, toned ass and legs eventually meeting my eye level with a shimmy.

Of course you know fine well which part of my anatomy reacted. I had no choice but to follow through and go with it. Jodie’s eyes followed me – Miguel and Jess focused on each other in the moment – and I’m certain I heard her say – or perhaps think - ‘oh dear.’ Yes I was following the most recognisable person on the whole cruise with a hard on.

Adriana’s eyes drifted down and no doubt took in an eyeful but didn’t say anything. She offered her arm to me to link as she walked me back towards her bed. A few steps along the route she actually pressed her hips into me and pulled me close announcing “your wife is very lucky.” I hoped she meant that I was willing to help rather than the size of the package. I focused straight ahead and tried not to look at her breasts in my peripheral vision as I answered “oh, how’s that.” Smooth. Nonchalant.

“Oh I can think of 2 reasons. And one of them shouldn’t be mentioned in polite company.”

My cock actually twitched. This woman was teasing me. My wife was watching my and hers ass wobble as we step away, her husband the guy who was running the show, and me caught with a woman who probably could be described by the word ‘vixen.’ My brain went ‘lithe, sexy, voluptuous’ in immediate response. Ok so that wasn’t helping the issue in the trouser (or lack of trouser) department.

We arrived at her lounger and she swished around and dropped down onto it with a grace that I wasn’t expecting for someone in such an advanced state of pregnancy, her head came around to be eye level with my crotch, and in that split second as it turned around in its route to looking to the side I could swear she was grinning. She brought back over a very expensive bottle of moisturiser (I’ll be honest I’ve no idea of brands of high end moisturiser but it was a very fancy, tiny bottle) and passed it over to me. As she laid her head back and relaxed into the lounger she purred “please be generous with it.”

I squeezed what must have been a quarter of the bottle between my hands and laid them down on her belly. The cold gel caused Adriana to flinch but she soon settled into it as my hands started to rub around in circles around the expanse of her belly. She let out soft moans and groans as my hands explored, my hands brushing the very top of her belly where her breasts rested down on them. I felt the baby within her belly move and roll, limbs poking out to follow the movement of my hands.

“Charlie likes that…” she let out breathily. “And so does his mother.”

“Charlie ?” I asked.

“Our baby is a boy. We were going to call him Charles Jr after his father, but Charles feels so… middle aged. So for now I call him Charlie. What about you?”

“We don’t know what we are having. We have about 5 names of each sex picked out and we will decide when we see it.”

Adriana groaned an acknowledgement that I had spoken but didn’t say anything else as my hands worked. This moisturiser was great, my hands hadn’t stopped moving in over a minute and still they were slipping and sliding as if I’d freshly applied it. Adriana’s body was glistening.

As she groaned another appreciative sound, her knees draped open leaving her completely exposed to me. My eyes bulged as her hand snaked around under the expanse of her belly and rested against her labia.

“Please… go… higher.” She was of course referencing my very intentional movements to avoid her breasts. It took all my willpower to say no… and I was breathing a sigh of relief as I heard Jodie announce herself behind me.

“Hi Babe.” My head turned to find my wife on approach. She was grinning. “We really need to find some way to deal with that.” All through the massage of course I was standing proud – I dare any straight man to do otherwise in that situation.

I coughed, unsure what to say as the lady I was massaging was sprawled, legs splayed open with her hand touching herself.

“Did my husband live up to expectations Mrs LeGrande?” She asked.

“My dear, please… Adriana. I’d like to think we were all friends here. And he is a magician with those fingers. I had almost nodded off. Do you know what happened to my brother and his lady friend?” She was of course asking for the reason why Jodie had wandered this way, but she was clever in hiding it.

“Oh those two went for some… privacy I think. So I thought whilst my husbands hands were all lubed up I’d partake in the service.”

“Oh please. Use my brothers lounger, and feel free to use this lotion. It would be a shame to not have those hands doing what they do best.”

Jodie looked wicked. “He can do much better, even with just 2 fingers.” I swear that Adriana shivered. Jodie grinned as she lowered herself down into the lounger opposite Adriana.

As I applied yet more of the lotion to my hands and rubbed up and down starting at Jodie’s belly, ensuring that in this case I covered her whole body from her neck to her toes as she laid back and enjoyed the sensual touches, the chilled moisturising gel leaving her body with prickles on it as my hand left any given area. Yet more groans coming from my wife as my head turned and caught movement of Adriana’s hand slipping in and out of her folds. She was playing a dangerous game… but of course no one is going to say no to the owners wife if they caught her masturbating in public.

I turned my head suddenly as I heard a pained grunt, Adriana rubbing a spot on her belly. “Braxton hicks.” I nodded. “With 2 days to go until my due date these get all too frequent. I try to hide them in camera. But why not let them go here. Oh… speaking of camera.” She looked up at the clock. 11 am. “I need to prepare for my afternoon. Could you please help me up?”

I offered an arm for her to brace herself on, not certain my hand would be a good grip with all of the moisturiser on it. Adriana made getting up look too easy. I mean I didn’t have a pregnant belly out in front of me throwing off my balance and I struggle to get up that easily.

She stepped into a pair of track suit pants and threw on a sports bra to contain her breasts as she turned to leave. “Oh please, before I forget. My husband and I will be holding a belly cast class this evening. I hope I will see you. It is in here. I’m expecting you both to attend. I want to see you put those hands back to good work.” With that she turned and strode away.

“Shit.” I said, my wife looking at me with a look of concern. “She left the moisturiser stuff.”

Jodie smiled. “I think she can likely afford to let it go.” She was grinning. We must have used probably half the bottle in 2 applications but she brought the brand up on her phones browser. It was $150 a bottle.

“Should we offer it back tonight?” I asked.

“Glad you decided we should go. I liked seeing that lady squirm.” Jodie was wicked in her own, good natured way.

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