The Nine Italians - Sex Stories

The Nine Italians

... point I wondered if my husband knew what I’d been doing besides the kissing I knew he must have seen.

When we got back inside, I saw the junior sailor give a signal to Antonio that must have meant that I was willing.

I been on board for almost an hour and a half counting my time with the officers. I also had no idea how much longer the sailors would keep me. If at that time I’d realized it was going to be over three more hours, I’d probably been to scared of what my husband was going to think, and I would have chickened out. However I was still aroused from the sex with the offices and I was sure the sailors had plans for me. I didn't really care what I’d been doing or how much longer I was going to be kept on board.

Antonio said, “Sally, we’ll show you the crews' quarters now”.

We started down to the crews’ quarters. That was several decks down plus some horizontal passageway travel. The first deck down once again remembering what my husband had said, I let the three of them go first. I’ve forgotten the order they were on the ladder except that Antonio was right below me. On the first ladder he stopped while the other two younger sailors went on to the next level.

When they were out of sight Antonio reached up under my cover-up and put two fingers in my vagina and tweaked my clit. Not hard but just enough for it to feel good to me. So, now he had verified that the junior sailor was right, and I was willing. After he’d verified that I was willing we finished ...

... climbing down the next two ladders and ended up in a crew berthing area.

Roberto and Mario, the junior sailors, were waiting for us at the bottom of the ladder. Roberto was the one that had taken me out on the wing of the bridge. Antonio gave a sign to them. I saw them grin, so I knew both of them were going to be included in the sex. I was happy about that. They were both young, handsome and they appeared to want me a lot.

There were a lot of men in the enlisted berthing area. There were bunks on the left side of the passageway and on the right side was a big shower and bathroom area. I was a little nervous because I thought maybe I was for all of them. When I reached the bottom of the ladder there were a lot of whistles and cat calls from the crew.

Several were completely nude and didn’t seem to be bothered at all by my presence.

Antonio saw the expression on my face and said, “Don’t worry Sally we’re not going to let any of them have sex with you. We’re going to a place called the bosun’ locker”

I didn’t know what that was, But I knew I was about to find out.

I said, “thank goodness there are too many of them.”

When we left the berthing area, we saw almost nobody. The three of them took me down a couple more decks. We came to a little room that had two bunk beds, A small toilet area. And some instruments.

Antonio said, “This is the forward emergency steering station. No one ever comes down here in port. We’ll have a lot of privacy”.

When he said ...