[MF] The Cruise Ship Chronicles Pt.3 [Long]

Who’s ready for round 3!?!?

Refresher about me. 26, Singer on a European cruise ship, African American, 5’8”, lean/athletic build (thank you football and dance, lol). Gotten no complains on size(you make your own assumptions or just ask to see, lol). Without further ado, the third installment of my crazy first month on the ship.

So this story takes place about a week after my night with Anja give or take. Which means she’d since disembarked (at this point I was only half joking about the curse when I joked about it). Premier week had been over for awhile so we had more free time. Got to sleep in most mornings, and generally just had more time to relax. This also meant we had even more time to drink! The first month of our contract every single member of our cast was either drunk or blackout every night. I seriously can’t stress to you how crazy ship life is. And 4 out of the 6 of us were on our first contract so that just compounded it. It’s funny, when I left college and moved to NYC and started working in the restaurant industry as most aspiring performers do, I though for some reason that I would drink less(stupid, I know). I assumed I’d reached the top level though and that I would at least drink less on the ship(ha). So with that in mind let’s dive in!

Just another day on the ship. I’m in the club/bar on the ship as has become the habit. I’ve been dancing a little but the music wasn’t as good as it was for the Black & White parties. Can’t win em all I guess. Anyways, the night is kind of winding down; as a matter of fact, I’m the only one from my cast left around. I’m just outside cooling off and chatting with one of the girls I’ve met on board named Larissa. She’s larger but not fat by any means. B cup, but an ass that is just absolutely incredible. Blonde, blue eyes, pretty, german, with a little beauty mark on her chin. Now I’m a sucker for eyes, and she’s got really nice ones. So as I’m enjoying the conversation, there’s a lull and she suddenly asks me “What?” I say “What do you mean?” And she proceeds to inform me that I was giving her a look. Now I’ve been told that I have fairly intense sex eyes, and those only get magnified when I’m drunk. So I guess when I kept eye contact with her during the lull, my eyes said pretty clearly what I was thinking. To be fair, I had been thinking “Damn she’s got nice eyes, really makes me want to kiss her.”

I’m a confident person in general. If I want something I’m not afraid to go for it. And I will admit that when I drink I can get borderline cocky, but I stay careful not to let it be a douchey cocky. I don’t think I’m better than anyone else, but I know when I’m feeling myself and don’t find it crazy to think that other people might be feeling me too. So in my drunk state I literally just tell her “Well that look is probably because you have gorgeous eyes and they really make me want to kiss you 🤷🏿‍♂️” sometimes the direct approach is best boys. She’s a little shocked by my candor but recovers and says “Hmmm, that would be nice, but we aren’t supposed to kiss where there are passengers..” to which I reply “Doesn’t mean I’m not going to…” She gets this look in her eyes and I know I’ve got her, so I make my move. Our lips meet drunkenly in a sloppy but short kiss. She pulls back and says “we can’t stay here if we are going to do this…” which was technically true. I was just drunk and didn’t care at all lol. So I tell her “let’s go somewhere we can.”

We chug our drinks and hit the elevator. There are guests there with us so we just had to stand there with them knowing full well that they could feel the sexual tension in the air. As soon as the doors open we are out of there. As we walk she asks where we should go. I inform her about my single cabin(I seriously love being a diva 😂🤣) and she says to give her a minute to change and she’ll meet me there. About 5 minutes pass and she shows up wearing more comfortable clothes, which I didn’t really see the point of. They were going to end up in the same place her first outfit would have, my cabin floor.

As soon as the door closes we continue kissing. You know that sloppy drunk kissing where you kinda pretend at foreplay but you know you both are ready just want to get down to it? We do that on the way to the bed, shedding clothes as we go. She tears off my shirt, I rip off her pants. Soon we are down to underwear and I notice she’s got a matching set on, black if I remember correctly. “Matching, nice 👌🏿” I say. “Always!” She replies, and then promptly unhooks her bra. Her boobs weren’t the biggest but they were quite nice. Brown, largish areolae and tiny, hard nipples. I sucked them and teased them and started to do my “work my way down your body with my mouth” move. I got to her panties and seeing how wet she was, pulled them aside and went straight for her clit. I saw her eyes fly open and her mouth let out a sharp “Oh!” the second my tongue touched her clit and she immediately began bucking her hips against my tongue. I licked her for about thirty seconds before she said “I want you in me!” Now I love eating pussy, but when a girl asks you to fuck her, you fuck her!

I slide up and reach for a condom, but she shakes her head and says “I’m clean and on the pill, just fuck me and cum inside me if you want!!” I know this wasn’t the best idea, but by the time my drunk brain caught up with my body, I was already fucking her with her legs on my shoulder. Too late to fix it now, so I just keep pounding her out. About a minute later she has her first orgasm. And in the moment it was hot but thinking back on it, it was actually almost kinda comical. She made a literal “O” face. Her eyes went wide and her legs tensed up and her lips mad a perfect circle as she moaned, and moaned loudly. I slowed my pace while she collected herself and she suddenly flipped over and presented me with that huge, gorgeous ass and said to me “Now cum inside me.” Again, still not the best idea but hey, in for a penny in for a pound(heh, get it?). I grab her hips and give her what she wants. Now again, it’s drunk sex so it more humping than anything, but we are both enjoying ourselves so who the fuck cares? While I’m fucking her from behind, watching that gorgeous ass ripple and jiggle with each thrust, I feel and hear her cum again. Her contractions start pushing me towards the edge and just as she finishes her orgasm, I start mine. I shoot rope after rope into her while she says over and over “mmmm yes, cum in my pussy!” all the while rubbing furiously at her clit. At this point I’m spent and a little dizzy so I plop down next to her and pull her into me. Not thirty seconds later, I’m sleeping like only a drunk person can, and so is she.

The next morning gives me a kiss and I shit you not says “I wish we’d hooked up sooner, it sucks that I leave in 4 days!” WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK?!? At this point I just start laughing, like uncontrollably laughing my ass off. What else is there to do in this situation? She asks me what’s so funny but there’s no possible way to explain it and I just tell her it’s nothing and that we should make the most of our time together. She agrees but says now she has to work. She leaves and I lay there in bed wondering which old gypsy lady I had forgotten to carry up the mountain to be cursed with such shit luck. I mean yeah I joked about it, but c’mon, that ain’t normal. I’m still contemplating my karmic place in the universe when I get a FB message from her that reads “My break is at 1, see you then? ;)” I smile as I respond. Fuck it, curse or not, it’s going to be a fun 4 days. And let me tell y’all, it sure as hell was!!! But more on that later!!

Welp, that’s all for this one folks!! I hope you enjoyed! And as always, I’m open to hearing your thoughts and your feedback!! Leave a comment, send a PM, ask for a dick pic, whatever floats your boat lol. Till next time y’all!!

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