Chapter 19

You shouldn’t have to fight a 5-year-old into their pajamas. They’re old enough to dress themselves, unless they’ve been partying far past their bedtime. Then they act completely rambunctious. However, Andi and Paul were lucky, and the twin moppets were fast asleep before the last Jammie button was buttoned and they were carried to their bunk and laid down to sleep, being careful not to step on Bitty who was already asleep on the floor.

“Daddy, when you go upstairs, can you ask Macy and Lucy to come down and join me for a moment?”

“Will do, baby,” and with a kiss, he was off. Macy and Lucy came below deck and found Andi twisting and grabbing at the sides of her dress.

“Que diable, ma chérie,” asked Macy. “What the heck are you doing?”

“Well, it’s almost eleven. The kids are asleep. Our captain and navigator are in their quarters for the night. I want to have fun with my brand-new husband on our first New Year’s Eve together. I was trying to get all this sticky tape off and, y’ know, let things go natural.”

Before she knew it, Macy and Lucy were pulling her dress away from her body and peeling off the tape. And soon they turned their sights on Macy and pulled the tape off her dress. Lucy stood back and shrugged, “What the hell, do me too.”

After they had removed their “safety tape” Andi took out a short golden chain with a loop at each end. She exposed one already erect nipple and closed the loop around it, then repeated on the other nipple with the other end of the chain. “There, what do you think?” The look of the golden chain appearing from under the dress, arching from breast to breast, was beautiful and beautifully erotic.

“I like it,” said Lucy.

“It’s beautiful,” agreed Macy.

“Is it too slutty? Will this chain and these dresses get John in trouble?”

“No, mon très cher ami, I wear this dress in a private residence for my man and my man only.”

“In that case,” Andi smiled and held up two more chains.

Lucy grabbed one without question and exposed her breast. She was wearing a skin tone pasty over her nipple and when she removed the pasty, Andi and Macy saw her nipple was proudly erect. “These little buggers are always hard. They’re the only reason I wear a bra,” said Lucy, as she tightened the loop around her nipple.

With a reluctant sigh, Macy took the last chain, and unfortunately, her nipples were not erect. She pinched and rolled a nipple and added in a lot of tugging, and finally she was able to get her nipple erect enough to slip the loop around.

“I thought with Monsieur Vibrant Noir at work your girls would be ready to go,” said Andi.

Macy sighed as she tugged her other breast to attention. “Monsieur Vibrant Noir is working wonders, but mes tétons have always had a mind of their own.”

Slowly, Andi reached to Macy’s breast. As Andi’s hand grew near, Macy’s nipple became erect. “Fear of the unknown,” said Andi. “Works every time.”

Finally, up on deck, the girls pretended to ignore the change in their attire, but when it came time to dance, they were much more active. Just the brief flashes she was giving Paul was turning Andi on to no end. Side boob here, a jiggle there and occasionally a nipple. His eyes were welded to her. During one song, she raised her hands above her head and began writhing her hips in a slow, seductive fashion. Once she had Paul’s undivided attention, she turned around and let him watch her bare back writhe. Then she moved back, rubbing her butt against his groin. He groaned, then grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him tighter.

Andi grinned with glee. She loved getting Paul excited for her. She looked around the room and the scenes were the same. Gus’s eyes were welded to Lucy’s eyes as they danced. Only the Lord knows why she doubts his feelings. Suddenly a “Monsieur no! I am a good girl!” rang out and Andi looked over at Macy and John. She was extracting his hands from under her dress, but her smile said his hands were welcome where they were.

Yi danced with them, joining on to a couple for a while and then moving on to another couple. Her champagne flute never emptied. She’s crewed many of these yacht parties, including swingers’ parties, and never had she seen couples so into each other as on this cruise. The nipple chains looked awesome. The hot young chef wished she had thought of bringing a chain to stretch from pierced nipple to another. Maybe next time. She hoped that Doctor Jarecki would hire her again; she loved to tease him insubordinately; it amused them both.

This was also the first time she was invited to join in the party. Normally she spent the evening in uniform pouring drinks and washing glassware. This bunch wasn’t drinking much, and when the dishwasher was done with the load from dinner, Dr. Paul and Pastor John both put the dishes away. Occasionally one, or all of the women, would take a break from dancing or karaoke (damn can Pastor John’s wife sing!) and wash the glassware.

And after the kids were put down for the night, the party got looser; the dresses were loosened up somehow, and the nipple chains came out. The guys loved it, and so did the girls, even Doctor Lucy! She was always smiling and laughing, but there wasn’t anything sexual about her, until tonight. Yi hoped Gus had some serious stamina, because Doctor Lucy was on the prowl, and she had her sights set on him.

Yi felt left out and even developed a drinking game for the night. When there was a slow song and three couples dancing slowly, so close, staring longingly into each-other’s eyes ... Drinks! Whenever she could tell the color of panties being worn, or as later in the evening proved – if panties were being worn at all ... Drinks! Nipslip ... Drinks! When Macy spoke in French ... Drinks! Then there’s Doctor Paul and Doctor Andi, while other couples called each other dear, and honey, and darling, etc. Doctor Paul and Doctor Andi called each other Daddy and Baby ... Drinks!

Yi checked her watch. Plenty of time for one more karaoke song. Yi grabbed the mic and flipped it on. “Ok folks, I propose a song for the ship and crew of Andi’s Dream. Who is old enough to remember this one?” She pointed out the old Black Oak Arkansas party anthem on the karaoke list and immediately John and Paul volunteered:

Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy! I was sitting on a mountaintop. Thirty thousand feet to drop. Tied me on a runaway horse Uh huh ha, that’s right, of course. Jim Dandy to the rescue! Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy!

They sang with joy and gusto and laughed throughout the song. John did a great job as the growly voice lead and Paul’s falsetto ‘do-wop’ was hilarious. They sat down to catch their breath, and Yi turned the lights down a little more, then refilled glasses with an open bottle of champagne. When she got to Dr. Paul he asked, “Yi, could you hand me a couple of corks and two muselet’s please?”

“Muselet?”

“Those wire cages that hold the cork in the champagne bottle.”

Yi was sure Dr. Paul would have got up and grabbed the corks and wire cages, but Doctor Andi was sitting on his lap, and Yi was sure that Doctor Paul had a clear view down Andi’s dress (Drinks!) so she grabbed the corks and cages from the growing pile on the counter and handed them to Doctor Paul. Paul put the corks back in the cages and wound the wire cage closed like it originally was, but even more so, the cork wouldn’t escape. Then he bent that loop and twisted the wire over to form a hook. He then hung one of those corks from her nipple chain using that hook. He just held the hook in place over the chain and let it drop. Andi’s eyes rolled back, and she let out a gasping little mewl when the chain jerked tight. She fought to get her breathing under control and when she opened her eyes; she saw her husband holding up a second cork and wire cage with a hook.

Yi heard Andi said in a soft voice, “Yes Daddy” and she took a deep breath, rolled her shoulders back and offered her chest to him. He dropped the weight he created and when it jerked her nipple chain tight, she let out a little “Ah!” then dove in to kiss her daddy.

This did not go unnoticed among the other two couples who watched, and luckily it was midnight and, before Auld Lang Syne was finished, Yi was alone in the salon.

Five! ... Four! ... Three! ... Two! ... One! ... Happy New Year! Couples held each other close and wished each other a happy New Year as Auld Lang Syne played on the TV. New Year’s joy was sealed with kisses. As they danced and sang Auld Lang Syne, Paul led Andi to the port hatch and he slid it open, then turned to his bride of just over one week. “No more clothes.”

She looked up at Paul with those big brown eyes. “Daddy?”

“Believe me baby, it’s for your own good.”

With a deep shuddering breath, she unzipped her skirt, then pulled the cowlneck over her head slowly, then slowly lowered it, revealing inch after luscious inch of her body, then she just let it drop and she stepped out of it as she stepped out of her shoes. There were no panties to remove. Her small triangular bush was an arrowhead pointing right at her clit. “I’m naked for you, daddy.”

“Don’t look around,” her Daddy said. “Leave your dress and follow me.”

She wasn’t able to look around and see who was watching her master command her, ‘Maybe they’re all standing behind me, looking at my naked bottom,’ she thought to herself. The thought of that made her self-conscious and extremely hot at the same time. ‘Maybe Lucy is watching. She said she likes to watch me. That would be so... ‘ “Oh!”

Had Andi turned around, she would have seen someone watching, someone who eagerly wanted to join in the game she and Paul were playing.

Andi was wearing only three pieces of jewelry: her earrings, her mother/wedding/engagement ring set, and her chain dangling between her nipples. Paul had hooked his finger in the chain and pulled, yanking on both nipples. “Oh daddy, that felt so ... Ow!”

Paul had yanked suddenly hard. “We will be using that mouth soon enough. Until then, unless you’re using your safe word, only answer direct questions. Got it?”

“Yes, daddy.” His mention of using her mouth soon enough went right to her clit. She even leaned back a little to increase the chain’s tension on her nipples. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. It felt that good. He led her by the nipples up the side deck, a show anyone in the salon could see in full through the immense windows. Finally, they were on the foredeck. The deck rose and fell gently beneath them as Andi’s Dream purred through the ocean, taking her naked to a mystery location. Surreptitiously, she touched herself and found that her pussy was dripping wet.

“Undress me,” ordered Paul.

With hands trembling from need, Andi unbuttoned his tuxedo jacket and slid it off his broad shoulders. She was tempted to toss it on the deck and get on with the reveal. She wanted his dick! But she caught herself and folded it neatly and laid it on the foredeck couch. She next tried to take off his bow tie but couldn’t figure it out. With a long-suffering sigh, Paul untied it for her, and she removed it. She then could take off his shirt, shoes, socks, pants, tank top, and boxer shorts. She had folded each item neatly and placed them on the couch, and just as she was laying down the last item, Paul said, “Hand me the tie.”

She had to find it; Andi had pushed it into a pocket of the tuxedo jacket; she found it and handed it to him. He gazed at her in the moonlight; she was so beautiful naked on that warm southern night. Finally, after the bow rose and fell three times, he said, “Turn around ... now cross your wrists...” Andi felt her husband of one week, a man she knew for about one month, tie her wrists together. It was both scary and exciting. “Turn around. Be completely honest. Are you scared?”

Andi almost broke out in tears of relief, asked if she was scared? He was showing he cares, not like all those other bastards. “Yes daddy. A little.”

He locked eyes with her. “Can you go on?”

“Yes, daddy!”

“Kneel.” Shaking anew, she knelt. His cock was bobbing inches from her nose. “Swallow me,” he said. In her mind, it was like he fired a starter’s pistol. She dove at his cock, opening her mouth wide she shoved as much cock in her mouth as she could, sucking and slobbering she shoved more and more cock in her mouth and into her throat, eager in her desire to get him to grace her with his sperm. The lust roared through her, dominating her, and she almost didn’t react when he yelled “Stop!”

Andi was totally in shock. No man who ever had their cock in her mouth ever said, “stop.” She backed off and reluctantly allowed his cock to slide out of his mouth. It glistened in the moonlight with her saliva, twitching and swaying, hypnotizing her. “I’m not some horny frat boy from days gone by. I’m your husband, the man who is willing to die for you. I’m your man, your partner, your lover, and my cock is nearly as much yours as it is mine. Remember how you swallowed me in the sauna the first time and try again...”

Andi took a deep breath and closed her eyes and thought back to that night, her first look at his cock and how much she wanted it all down her throat. She wanted to pull the cum out of him by the bucket load. Her heart did a little flip that he still remembered that night. Does he realize how terrified she was? Does he remember her relief that he didn’t hit her like Frank would? Does he realize how close to the edge of terror she is right now, thanks to that bastard?

She started again, leaning forward and kissing the head of his cock. She opened her mouth and took the head of her cock in her mouth and ran her tongue around the head and delighted in feeling him shiver with the sensation. Taking a little more of his cock, she ran her tongue across the highly sensitive area just under the head of his cock, and his response he hissed “Yesss, my baby...” Bolder now she began easing back his cock sliding slowly out of her mouth while her tongue moved and slid against the underside. Then, taking a little more than before, sliding her lips down over his length, then after a pause, sliding her lips up the length, her tongue dancing along the underside.

“Oh, yes, my darling baby,” he groaned.

Andi took more of his cock with each gulp, her tongue maximizing the warm, slippery friction with each plunge of his cock into her mouth and throat. She wished her hands were free so she could grab his ass cheeks and maybe probe his rectum as she moved faster and deeper. Paul now put his hands on the sides of her head and controlled the pace and depth of her ministrations. His hips moved, fucking her mouth. The sensations took over and Paul shuddered, drawing his cock ever so slowly in and out of his love’s mouth.

During this blowjob, a high-pitched cry of a woman in orgasm made its way up through the deck ... was that Lucy? Andi hoped it was and continued to give herself to this man who so delightfully fucked her mouth.

The bride could tell that her man was getting close to his climax, his scrotum tightened up, drawing his testicles close, his cock got harder, like hot velvet covered iron, his head was thrown back and his eyes closed as he internalized the pleasure she was giving him, and she couldn’t wait for his seed to flood her mouth. Andi did everything she could to maximize his pleasure, sucking and licking, but slowly he pulled out of her mouth. She fought against it, pushing forward to swallow him, but he held her head steady and continued to pull out of her mouth. She released his cock ... no, HER cock, the cock that gives her so much pleasure, the cock she waited so long for, the cock she wished would impregnate her someday soon ... she released it reluctantly.

She fought the urge to pout as she watched her cock bobbing and twitching in frustration inches from the mouth that could give it so much joy, attention, and release. Slick with her saliva, it bobbed in the moonlight, painted silver by the lunar glow. A long stream of precum oozed from the meatus, the mouth of HER cock. She tried to reach out with her tongue to catch it, but Paul held her head firm. “My eyes are up here,” he whispered.

She looked up and found herself lost in the blue of his eyes, now a darkish gray in the silver moonlight. She whimpered with desire, she wanted to cry, “Please daddy, give it back, let me please you!” but he gave her a half smile and, putting his hands under her arms, urged her back to her feet. And then, as if part of an attack, he planted a kiss on her, savoring the warmth with his tongue that his cock had been enjoying. Paul loves kissing his baby just after he pulls his cock out of her mouth. Her lips are hot and swollen and her tongue is like a wild snake, looking for something else to wrap around.

Breaking the kiss, he spun her around and untied her hands. ‘Is this game over?’ she thought, but he spun her back around, facing him again, and tied her wrists together in front. He sat her down on the foredeck couch and knelt between her legs. Paul smiled at her and winked. “Let’s make the angels sing,” he said, then, lifting one of her legs over his shoulder, he devoured her pussy.

To ‘make the angels sing’ became a code phrase of sorts between Andi and Paul, it came from her Nana who told her to love Paul ‘till the angels sing’, and between them (and possible to nanna too) this means to enjoy sex loudly, announcing their orgasms verbally.