Spring break had finally arrived, after months of papers, sleepless nights, and countless bowls of ramen. I had always wanted to take a tropical cruise, but as a student, I never was able to afford it. Fortunately, an opportunity presented itself; a small boat was traveling to some spot in the Caribbean. The cost was only three hundred dollars…how could I resist.

It was the night before the trip and I packed my belongings: several pair of underwear, a few socks, and a drawer-full of condoms. I picked up several porn mags, fingered through a few pages, and tossed them aside. I was confident that I wouldn’t need them on this trip. I was restless as I lay in my bed, fantasizing about bikini-clad women and crazy liquor-filled adventures.

The next morning I had arrived at the dock a few minutes early. Not many people were around as I searched for the “S.S. Minnow.” As I walked I noticed two girls dressed in revealing Hawaiian outfits. My cock began to grow in my shorts as I approached them. As inconspicuous as possible, I walked towards the ship.

“Hello. Welcome to the new economic tourist program” commented one of the girls.

I presented my ticket, trying to cover the bulge in my pants with one hand. It was particularly brisk, and I could see that the girls’ nipples were standing on end. The girl to my right was a cute brunette with a professional air. Her tits were small and perky…her figure was relatively small. She was the one that had welcomed me. The girl to my left was voluptuous with bronze skin, large breasts, and long legs. She reached out to me, placing one of those colorful necklaces around my head. Apparently, she had glanced at my pants and gave a quick smirk. I smiled in return and boarded the tiny boat.

The S.S. Minnow was far from a regular cruise…three floors, bedrooms that were more like closets, and food that was undoubtedly from a can. There were about 20 people on board. One couple appeared to be on their honeymoon. I chuckled to myself as I saw the look of disappointment on the wife’s face.

There were a few attractive women around, but most of them came with partners. I walked along the side of the boat, ogling as I went. Turning the corner, I saw a gorgeous blonde. She was wearing a tight tank top that did justice to her round, full tits. Her tight cargo pants hugged her perfectly round ass. I was about to make my move when she was approached by another man. Were there any single women on this ship?

Feeling depressed, I decided to go look for the bathroom. During my search, I heard some activity in the kitchen. My stomach convinced me to take a peek. The Hawaiian model from before was washing dishes. She had quickly thrown an apron over her bikini, leaving her backside exposed. I watched her for a minute or two and decided to ask her about the bathroom. I then tapped her lightly on the shoulder.

“Ahhhhh” she cried, dropping the plate in her hands. She recognized me, and hesitated before answering.

“You shouldn’t sneak up to people like that…you don’t even belong here”, she said with an angry tone.

“Well…I couldn’t find the bathroom. Besides, I felt like having a quick snack” I remarked. “Let me at least help you clean up this mess.”

“That is the least you could do”, she replied smartly.

She bent down to pick up shards of broken porcelain. Her small bikini squeezed against her pussy lips. I was fighting my erection with difficulty, and I quickly moved towards the sink. I began to wash dishes and the woman soon joined me.