(Thanks again to Wildcard for writing a second Ariana Richards story for me. This one is for you. I hope everyone enjoys reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.)
Somewhere in the Caribbean
It was the first day of Mr. Wildcard's cruise and things were already... interesting. He came on the cruise, hoping to meet some hot single ladies, and so far from what he'd seen while watching his fellow passengers, it was clear there was no shortage of hot women on this book. The problem was figuring out new ways to pick them up without looking too obvious. That was when he got the great idea to sign up for the daily yoga classes onboard the ship. The way he figured, even if he didn't end up hooking up with any of the ladies, at the very least, he'd get to spend an hour every morning watching hot women in spandex bend their bodies in some... interesting positions.
As he enters the room, Mr. Wildcard sees almost two dozen women, all wearing tight-fitting yoga pants and sports bras. For a second, he feels like he's won the lottery, knowing he can have his pick of any woman in the room... at least until he sees HER. Sure, everyone talks about meeting celebrities randomly in their day to day life, but it rarely happens. For Wildcard, though, today was the day since Jessica Alba was in the yoga class as well. He'd heard words like beautiful, cute, sexy and hot to describe Jessica in the past, but seeing her in the flesh, all of those words were true, even if they didn't do her justice. She was wearing a pair of hot pink spandex yoga pants and a matching sports bra, both accentuating her amazing figure.
As the class went on, Wildcard couldn't believe how easily Jessica could bend and stretch her body into all kinds of awkward positions. It's no wonder that all he could think of as he watched her were all the positions he'd like to put her in. He had heard Jessica was recently divorced, and she did seem to be alone on the cruise, but did he take the shot and ask her out? What if she shot him down? What if she complained to the staff and he was banned from the class, cutting off his easy access to all these spandex wearing hotties? Pushing those thoughts from his head, Wildcard decided to go for it, seeing as how the possible reward outweighed the risk in this case. Luckily, she was on the mat in front of him so he could stare at her as long as he wanted without drawing attention to himself. As it turned out, though, he wasn't the only one looking for a date. "Hi. How are you liking the class so far? I'm Jessica," she says, stretching her hand towards him. All of the cheesy pick-up lines he had been thinking about using vanish as he takes her hand, shaking it. "Hi. It's going pretty good so far. Although I'm not as flexible as you seem to be. I'm Mr. Wildcard," he laughs. "No one is their first few classes," Jessica laughs.
They stare at each other in silence for a moment. "Soooo... I don't normally do this, but I think you're pretty cute, and it's the first time in a long time that I've had some time for myself. Is there any chance you'd want to go back to my room with me?" Jessica asks, blushing. Wildcard can't believe what he's hearing. Never in a million years did he think he'd be lucky enough to get an invite from Jessica Alba for someone on one time. But as shocked as he is, Wildcard's with it enough to know he'd better give her an answer. "Umm... Sure. Sounds like fun. Lead the way," he replies. His head is still spinning as he tries to process everything that's going on, but there's very few guys who wouldn't react the same way in this situation.
He doesn't remember the walk to Jessica's room, the excitement overtaking Wildcard as he fantasizes about all the things he's going to hopefully do with her. "Come on in," Jessica says, snapping him back to reality. The first thing that Wildcard realizes is that Jessica's room is only a short walk, a good thing if everything goes well with Jessica. They walk to the couch and sit down. Once again, they stare at each other until Jessica breaks the silence again. "So, like I said before, I don't normally do this kind of thing, but everything's been so crazy for me the last few months with my divorce. This is the first real time I've had to myself in a while, and when I saw you checking me out in the yoga class... Well, I guess I decided to make my move," Jessica laughs. "What! YOU were checking ME out," Wildcard replies, smirking at Jessica. "Does it really matter who was checking out who?" Jessica says in a low seductive voice as she leans in, kissing Wildcard hard on the lips. Even though she caught him offguard, Wildcard quickly recovers, putting his hand behind her head, pulling her towards him. "Mmmm!" Jessica groans as Wildcard slips his tongue into her mouth, giving her the smallest preview of his skills.
Jessica uses her own tongue to push Wildcard's tongue out of her mouth, plunging her tongue into his mouth as she continues to make out with him. He wants so badly to run his hands up and down Jessica's body but decides against it, deciding to wait until she gives him some sign that it's ok. Wildcard doesn't have to wait long. She grabs his wrist, pulling his hand up to her chest, placing his hand on her breast. Wildcard squeezes it gently through the spandex sports bra, Jessica moaning her approval. She gives him an intense, lustful stare before she moves his hand from her chest. Jessica slides her top up and off, her breasts tumbling out before she tosses the top to the floor. "I know this is what you really want!" Jessica giggles.
Considering that Jessica never did any movie roles with nudity, Wildcard realizes he's one of the lucky few to see Jessica's breasts in all their glory. He leans in, grabbing one in each hand, squeezing and caressing them as Jessica moans her approval. Wildcard takes a chance and leans in, flicking his tongue against Jessica's nipples. "Oh fuck!" Jessica whines, her nipples instantly stiffening. He goes from breast to breast, licking and sucking on one while groping and squeezing the other over and over, Jessica squealing and groaning in pleasure the whole time. "That feels so good!" She whimpers, giving him a look that lets him know she wants more. He moves back and forth between her tits for several minutes, Jessica's breathing becoming ragged and her chest turns a light red as becomes more turned on by his actions. As great as it is to be playing with Jessica's tits, Wildcard decides he'd rather go back to making out with her.
As she leans in to kiss Wildcard, Jessica slips, and trying to catch herself, her hand accidentally lands on Wildcard's lap, specifically the growing bulge in his shorts. Her eyes go wide and Jessica's face blushing with embarrassment. "Hey, it's alright. Do you want to see it?" Wildcard asks, taking Jessica's arm at the wrist and moving her hand up and down the bulge. "Y-yeah, I would," Jessica says softly, her voice barely louder than a whisper. Wildcard stands, sliding his shorts down and off, Jessica letting out a soft gasp as she sees his cock for the first time. "Go on. It's ok. Touch it," Wildcard says, smiling at her. Jessica slowly reaches out, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. She begins to slowly stroke it, a pleased smile on her face as it begins to harden and grow larger in her hand. Wildcard can't help but grin at her. "Like I said, it's alright. You know you want to," Wildcard says. Silently, Jessica kneels down in front of him, his cock still in her hand.
This was it, the moment he'd been waiting for. Wildcard does his best not to look too eager as Jessica moves her head towards his cock, her mouth open wide. To his surprise, Jessica slides as much of his cock into her mouth rather than starting with the tip and gradually working her way down. Not that he's complaining though. And who would if they were getting deep throated by Jessica Alba. Even though she still seems a little nervous, not once does she break eye contact with Wildcard as her head bobs up and down on his cock. Her lips feel incredible wrapped tightly around his dick and it takes his every ounce of willpower to not cum instantly, especially with the way her cheeks hollow out as she sucks it. That being said, Wildcard knows he'll unfortunately stop her sooner rather than later if he wants to drag out his alone time with Jessica. "That feels so fucking good, Baby. But now it's your turn! Get up her!" Wildcard says. She pulls his cock out of her mouth, making a loud popping sound. Once she's standing it front of him, Wildcard grabs her yoga pants at the elastic waist, and pulls them down with one quick tug. Jessica kicks them aside as Wildcard slides Jessica's thong panties down and off her legs, tossing them aside. Having her lay on her back on the wide arm of the couch, Wildcard positions himself in front of her. Placing a hand on either of Jessica's thighs, he gently pushes her legs wide before diving headfirst into her pussy.
Now that he's turned the tables on Jessica, he no longer has to hold back. Wildcard flicks his tongue over every inch of her, Jessica squirming and writhing in pleasure, moaning and groaning loudly. "Uggghhh! Oh God! That feels incredible. Aggghhh! Please don't stop, Baby! Eat my pussy! Just like that!" Jessica whines as she grabs him by the back of his head, forcing him face first even further between her thighs. Slipping a couple of fingers inside Jessica's pussy, he begins to finger fuck her hard and fast as he focuses his tongue on her clit. "Ugghhh! Fuck! I'm cumming! Oh shit! Uggghhhhh!" Jessica shrieks, clamping her thighs hard around Wildcard's head as she cums. He can still breathe just fine, but for a moment he thinks that being suffocated by Jessica Alba's pussy wouldn't be a bad way to go. He shakes the thought from his head as she releases him, Wildcard standing as the last wave of her orgasm subsides. He sits down in the middle of the couch, waving her over. Jessica quickly hops down, practically running to him. Wildcard nods at his cock, knowing Jessica will get the message. She takes his cock in one hand, guiding it towards her pussy as she straddles his body. "Ugghhh!" Jessica and Wildcard groan as she slides onto his cock with no resistance. "Oh! It's stretching me out!" Jessica wails as she begins to ride his cock.
She goes with a slow and steady rhythm, allowing herself to get used to the feeling of his cock inside her. Jessica looks at him, a questioning look on her face. Wildcard understands and nods at her, and Jessica begins to speed up. Her toned, tanned ass feels great as it slaps against his thighs over and over as she rides him like a woman possessed. Her tits bounce around wildly as she fucks him, prompting Wildcard to reach out and grab one in each hand. Jessica lets out a squeal of pleasure as he rolls her hard nipples between his fingers, occasionally tugging on them gently. He can tell Jessica is enjoying every second almost as much as he is, watching her slip a hand between them, rubbing her clit violently as she fucks him. Wildcard, deciding he wants to have some fun with her, grabs her hand, stopping her from pleasuring herself. Jessica doesn't know it yet, but Wildcard is determined to make sure that anytime she cums today it will be because of him. "Let's change positions. Bend over on the arm of the couch," he says, Jessica getting into position with a giggle. As he kneels behind her, he still can't believe he's fucking Jessica Alba, let alone doggy style.
Jessica cries out in pleasure as he enters her with one hard thrust. Grabbing her at the hips, Wildcard immediately starts fucking her as hard and fast as he can. "Oh shit! Oh fuck! Ugghhhh! That feels so fucking good! Don't stop!" Jessica moans. "I wasn't planning on it!" Wildcard laughs, smacking her ass a few times. Reaching under her, he gives her tits a good, hard squeeze before moving his hands back to her hips. They go at it for several minutes before he slips a hand between their legs, rubbing Jessica's clit even harder and faster than she did minutes ago. It doesn't take long, Jessica's body tensing up as her pussy tightly grips Wildcard's cock. "Go on! Cum for me, Baby!" Wildcard growls in her ear. "Ugghhh! I'm cumming again! Your cock feels so good inside me! It's so deep!" Jessica screams as she cums again for him. As she finishes cumming, he pulls out of her pussy, leaving Jessica slumped over the arm of the couch, groaning. "Don't tell me you're done already?!" Wildcard laughs. "N-no. I'm good. Let's go again! Right now!" Jessica groans.
Wildcard helps Jessica up off the arm of the couch, laying her on her back on the couch. He lays down on top of her, facing her as he spreads her legs slightly. Pushing his cock inside her, he begins to fuck her missionary. "Don't worry, Baby! I'll do all the work. You just lie there and enjoy yourself!" Wildcard grunts, grinning down at her. It might be his imagination, but her pussy feels even tighter now than any of the previous positions they've fucked in. He goes as hard and fast as he can, pinning Jessica to the couch as he destroys her pussy. "Ugghhhh! Oh yeah! Just like that!" Jessica groans. Encouraged by her comments, he speeds up even more, the couch groaning as he fucks Jessica's brains out. "Oh God! Cum for me! Please! Cum inside!" Jessica shrieks. That's all he needs to hear, Wildcard feeling his cock start to tremble inside her. He holds nothing back, pumping shot after shot of his load deep inside her. Neither of them can believe how long it takes him to stop cumming. Finally, Wildcard finishes, pulling out of Jessica's pussy as she sits up. Wrapping her mouth around his cock, she sucks his cock clean, dropping back onto the couch once she's done. They hear the loud sound of the ship's horn in the distance. "We must of reached the first island," Jessica says. "Yeah. I think we're going to be going to almost a different islands before we head back home," Wildcard replies. "You want to see how many of those island we can fuck on without getting caught?" Jessica asks, giving him a naughty grin. "That's the best idea I've heard all day! Let's do it!" Wildcard exclaims, both of them laughing...
The End
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