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The Cougar on the Cruise

We conversed for a few minutes, and she let it slip that she considers herself a cougar. My eyes widened and I began to move the conversation from in the water to her room. She completely agreed. She looked me in my eyes and said, "I'm on the 8th floor. Come and find me." Of course she wouldn't give me her room number. She liked the idea of me searching for her, and so did I. Unfortunately, I was not able to find her on that evening; but I managed to find her the next morning.

She was on the Lido deck, in her bikini, with her friend. She was just as excited to see me as I was seeing her. I pulled her close and told her, “Whenever you're ready." She did not hesitate to take what she wanted that moment. Her hand in mine, like a cougar on the hunt, she led her prey back to her den. The second the door shut, the cougar began to maul.

We started tearing each other's clothes off, I picked her up, and placed her on the bed. Starting off slowly, I kissed from her neck all the way down. Teasing her with my tongue licking around her inner thighs; getting her ready. Even I couldn't resist and placed my lips around her clit. Her legs wrapped around my neck, keeping me on the right spot until I tasted her. Now that she was wet and ready, I placed my throbbing cock deep inside of her warm, inviting pussy. She grabbed the bedsheets tighter with every thrust until we both came together. We looked into each other's eyes and pulled ourselves together for a deep kiss.

Me having a love for cougars did not stop me from wanting to give her the most pleasure. There is nothing I find more arousing than knowing that my cougar is more satisfied than me. After our orgasm, I proceeded to lie next to her and finger her wet pussy. I loved to see the look on her face as my fingers slid in and out of her and the lower half of her body gyrating out of pleasure. We're deep kissing, and I felt her breathing quickening as I worked her pussy even faster. She grabbed the back of my neck, and began stroking my cock. I started fingering even faster until she squirted all over my fingers and sheets; and she kept stroking until I came.

Sweaty and legs cramping, we walked to the bathroom, took a shower together, and got ourselves ready to leave the room. She put on a tight black dress, with no bra or panties. She did that so she can turn me on in public, knowing that there was nothing underneath. I put my head under her dress and started to lick her sore pussy again. She laughed, pulled my head from under her and told me to save my energy for the evening. She gave me a kiss, we left her room, and went our separate ways until later in the evening.

I had fun on the cruise, but the sexy, blonde Canadian cougar made it all worthwhile. After our evening encounter, she gave me her number and told me to call. I am definitely gonna have to plan a trip to Toronto now.