Tony wandered the ship rather randomly, looking for someone he could make a connection with. He would never admit it, but he was a little bit hurt by how eagerly Samantha had run off with the two goths, leaving him by himself.
Tony debated the merits of hooking up with one of the ship's crew, as he'd seen several of the crew, both male and female mingling with the guests in most intimate ways, but somehow that would feel too easy, more like he'd payed for the sex with the cost of his ticket.
He wandered up to the observation deck, where he was sure the nude sunbathing would be the next morning. The deck was deserted, or so he thought, until he noticed a Polynesian woman laying out on a deck chair. He thought she was sleeping, until she turned her head towards him, smiling.
"Hello," she said, in a sultry voice, "Why don't you come join me?"
Tony took a seat next to her. "Hi, I'm Tony," he said, already being drawn into her impossibly deep brown eyes.
"I'm Leidys," she said, smiling broadly, showing a perfect set of teeth. She was incredibly slender, he could see, though she was mostly covered by a sarong which wasn't particularly revealing. Her deep brown skin seemed to almost shine in the moonlight, arousing him more.
"So..." Tony struggled to find conversation, "You up here catching a tan?"
The woman laughed rather heartily, "No, silly man, I was waiting."
"Waiting on what?" Tony asked her.
"On you," she replied, sitting up, pointedly staring into his eyes.
"On..me?" Tony asked, feeling himself begin to stir.
"Oh yes, on you," she replied, reaching out to stroke his face.
"Really??" he asked, full of disbelief.
The woman sighed, "Okay...look, I was waiting on anyone, but can't it be you? Just go with me on this, okay?" She seemed rather annoyed, and for an instant, Tony thought she might leave him. But, she managed to regain her composure.
"Sure..that can be me," Tony replied.
"Good," she cooed to him, getting up and straddling him, sitting on his lap and facing him. She began to cover him in kisses, grinding her crotch against his. Their kisses became more passionate, their grinding more intense, until they were locked in a perpetual kiss, a perpetual stoking of the fires of their arousal.
Deftly, Leidys unzipped his fly, guiding his cock out of his pants. Tony discovered she wore no panties underneath the sarong, as he slid easily into her.
That's when IT happened.