Rachael’s back straightened and she shot a hot look at Rickett. He only called her a bunny or some proliferation of it when she was at her most submissive and she was nowhere close to that state. It suggested she was ready to get on her knees at a glance and she would show him who was going to bottom first. The heat from her indignation burned away her anxiety and she reached up to tug on Rickett’s beard.
“Listen you…” she cut off as she noticed the mirth and love radiating off her husband. “What is still funny? You don’t want to know what is going through my mind right now.” She demanded in a huff. Rickett just smiled and simply said, “Feeling better?” Rachael blinked as she felt rocked by the question. She realized she did feel much better. “Youuuu…” she huffed again desperate not to smile and feed his ego. “Fuck you…” she murmured affectionately as she walked forward ahead of him not letting him see the beaming smile that had spread across her face.
The pair of them buzzed into their room and entered. Rachael stood in the doorway agape at the size of the suite until Rickett used his hip to bump her forward. “Go,” he urged trying not to gape himself at the suite they had for the next few weeks. The door shut behind them and Rickett went about quickly tossing their luggage in the bedroom closet as Rachael absently wandered looking at all their suite offered. The suite was nice, but what was next door had nearly all of their attention and they were eager to meet in person.
As Rickett finished squirreling away their gear, they each checked themselves in the mirror making last minute adjustments and moved to the adjoining door. With a nod from Rachael, Rickett reached out and knocked softly.
Ana —
The ship walls, it turned out, were actually pretty well sound proofed. Roselyn had been a little worried about disturbing the neighbors with all the sex escapades they were likely to have. It turned out she didn’t have to worry though- they never heard the others unpacking or moving around until the knock came at the adjoining door. They looked at each other and came around the couch to the doorway, arms going around each others waists.
Bailey gave Roselyn’s butt a firm pinch behind her back as she reached to open the door, making her jump and give Bailey a dirty look before breaking into a grin. Roselyn always got nervous before meeting new people while Bailey was largely unflappable. So they did this to get rid of Roselyn’s nerves. When they opened the door, they were all smiles.
“Hey there! Oh my god, it’s so good to finally meet you both in person!” Roselyn was a hugger, and immediately leapt in to hug first Rachael, then Rickett. The seductive, deep rose and lilac scent that lightly swirled around her flitting around the air. Bailey settled for a firm handshake for both, their arms returning to each other’s waist as they stepped back.
“You look even sexier in person. Just saying,” Bailey added, giving a shrug as Roselyn rolled her eyes and shook her head, but was unable to keep the grin off her face.
“Well, if you guys are all unpacked, come over and join us on the couch. We have some drinks and snacks set out on the table, feel free to grab whatever you might like.”
Bailey actually did grab a cheese wedge and some crackers from the food spread Roselyn had set out, munching on them before having a seat next to her wife. “The dips are homemade and amazing, by the way. Roselyn is a great cook. One of roughly a million things she’s better at than me.”
“Two million,” Roselyn added, her grin smug.
“Ooohoo, wait till I get my hands on you later. I’ll show you two million.” The pair of them seemed to remember the other two were there, and snickered a bit at their expressions.
Roselyn seated herself on Bailey’s lap, grinning impishly, the large futa’s arms going around her hips automatically, one hand absently rubbing her thigh as they let the other couple settle themselves before Roselyn got started with the ground rules.
Brukalius —
Rachael’s hello was interrupted by a giggle that spilled from her as Roselyn embraced her. The hug felt really good and worked wonders to reduce what was left of her anxiety. Both of them worried that first physical contact was going to be awkward, but Roselyn expertly quelled that concern whether she intended to or not. Her scent lingered in Rachael’s nose and she found herself wishing the hug had lasted a bit longer. Rickett didn’t seem to have any qualms about holding the hug a few extra seconds as he took Roselyn in.
Pictures of Roselyn and Bailey failed to do them justice. Roselyn was positively radiant and as Rachael craned her head up to look at Bailey he eyes widened. The description of six foot three doesn’t really register until they are standing in front of you. She was used to looking up at her husband, but not someone like… well… like BAILEY. Rachael shook Bailey’s hand with a dazzled smile “It is nice to meet you both,” she said and turned to see Rickett openly checking Roselyn out as she stepped away.
Rickett felt like he was the luckiest man on the planet. Nerves right now were secondary to the thrill running through him. They were actually here right now, not anyone else… Rachael and himself. There was energy in the air and in Roselyn’s warm hug. There was energy in the appraising look Bailey gave him as he had to actually look UP to a beautiful woman. Damn… he wanted… NO! not yet. Focus!
Shaking Bailey’s hand, Rickett grinned at her comment. “Well, I guess the feeling is mutual and that is a win for sure in my book.” The exchange between the married women wasn’t lost on him and it relaxed him. That was real, and it made them feel more real. He patted his star struck wife’s bottom as he moved to follow them to their room suppressing a chuckle. God she was cute when that overpowered mind of hers started stuttering.
After taking hold of herself, Rachael and Rickett sat on the couch and scoped the food in front of them. It had been some time since breakfast and Rickett’s stomach growled at the prospect of food. “Sorry,” he mumbled as he took a few crackers and started scooping what appeared to be a creamy dip onto them. Rachael shook her head at Rickett envious of how much he could eat and never seem to pack on any weight. She was far more interested in studying the couple in front of herself to eat anyway.
Rachael smirked at the obvious innuendo as Rickett stuffed a cracker in his mouth to mask his reaction. “I wouldn’t mind watching that,” Rachael murmured to herself making Rickett choke on the cracker in his mouth. Realizing she had spoken her thoughts out loud, Rachael flushed but doubled down. “Don’t laugh at me Rickett. You would too. Sorry ladies, he can be immature at times.” Rickett’s muffled squawk of indignation coupled with a dirty look that Rachael pretended not to notice.
Chewing furiously, Rickett swallowed. “Don’t think I won’t put you over my knee love. Their bio says they enjoy that and I know you would too. Although… the way you stared moon eyed at Bailey you might want her to do it.” Rachael ribbed Rickett with her elbow hard enough to make him grunt. She was determined to not let him get a rise out of her… at least in front of the two of them.
“We haven’t even asked them about their day or anything really and you are already suggesting Bailey spanks me.” She huffed but couldn’t keep the affectionate smile off her face. As Rickett winked at Bailey and Roselyn, Rachael continued. “So, again thank you for inviting us. This is a beautiful opportunity and you both are wonderful.” Rickett popped another cracker in his mouth and moaned his appreciation for the food. Rachael sighed as she continued. “I think we had have a lot to talk about. I admit I… WE are very nervous and only have what we have read to go on for how to proceed. We are in your very capable hands.” She looked to the two women feeling vulnerable and felt Rickett put his hand on her back as he grew more focused.
Ana —
“For the record, I am one-hundred-percent on board with the Spanking Rachael plan,” Bailey interjected, flashing a wicked grin.
Roselyn gave an exasperated sigh, shaking her head, though she, too, was smiling. “Spouses,” she said, giving Rachael a commiserating look. “What can you do?”
“All right, so, I’m actually really happy that both of you seem as energetic and excited about this as Bailey and I are. But that nervousness you mentioned, Rachael, is something all of us go through, and it’s for that reason that we wanted to establish a few ground rules and expectations for this trip.” Ros continued, her tone becoming more commiserating, while remaining upbeat, bright and cheery. Bailey knew what was coming, and became silent, regarding her wife attentively, rather than joking, acknowledging the relative importance of what Ros was going to say.
“The first rule is the most important one- Consent. You can, at any moment of this trip, opt out, always, without penalty. That can be a single activity, or indeed, interacting with us for the entire rest of the cruise. If you two choose to, you can turn around right now, head back to your state room, and enjoy the entire rest of the two weeks on the cruise at your own pace. Bailey and I would be admittedly disappointed, but we would understand, and would not harass you. You being here and enjoying sexual fun with us is our incredible privilege and delight, but your choice. You are not in danger of losing your room, or being kicked off the ship regardless of your choices with us.
“Some individual activities we may have safewords for, just for the safety of everyone involved, but just in general, if you ever feel uncomfortable with something, you need only tell us, and we WILL stop and try to figure out where things have gone wrong. That is our solemn promise to you, our partners and guests.”
“Second is Communication, generally. Especially with a new group of partners, telling people what you want and don’t want is critical. Because you two are new to this, Bailey and I are more than happy to be guides and help you explore kinks you wouldn’t otherwise be able to, or have been curious about. We also both enjoy a great deal seeing our partners enjoy themselves. I would say it’s actually our number one sexual fetish overall. We do have our own preferences and will be delighted if you choose to play into them. Our discussion in the Zoom call of our general kinks and interests seemed both broad and extremely compatible, so I’m not too worried about it, but still, please let us know, as we will let you know if there is something we aren’t comfortable with. Likewise, if there is something you’d like, please let us know.
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