I decided to start writing up some adventures from my "other life." Years ago, I had worked on cruise ships, which resulted in five years of of sexual experiences with fellow crew and many guests. Since my previous post about hooking up with a guest got way more attention, I decided to post another guest-related tale.

This story was during my first contract as Entertainment Staff. I just switched departments and a friend from my previous ship, who had a history of coning, promised guests would be lining up for me. He wasn't wrong. Only two cruises in and I already had an encounter with a guest local to the ship's port city. We didn't have sex onboard, but I planned to see her again on her turf. During this time I also made friends with a male dancer I'll call Derek. He was gay and liked to party, so he was the perfect wing man. Unfortunately, he also had a serious drinking problem, which contributed to the consequences of this one weird night.

Laura was on Spring Break with her friends, a group of six girls in total. She was clearly the 'hottest' in her group, although her cabin-mate was very cute too. Laura was also quite basic; pretty, fit, bleach blonde highlights and already tan when she embarked. The night I met everyone it was also clear that her four other friends were jealous 'nice girls.' Not a problem, my friend Derek charmed those sour bitches while I charmed the pants off of Laura.

That night, Derek and I were out with some of the other dancers, who had all returned to crew areas by the time my wing man and I closed the nightclub with Laura and her crew. We migrated to the aft bar, the last bar to close each night, because Derek had to keep drinking. We reach a moment where Derek left for the bathroom and the four 'nice' girls were lined up for pizza. Laura's cabin-mate had found a guy who was into her and they wanted to go back to the cabin. I already had the invite, but Laura asked if we should make sure Derek was OK.

He had been gone for a while but I said, "Nah. He probably just went to bed. He's known for his Irish goodbyes."

At the cabin, the other couple went right out to the balcony, leaving Laura and me on her bed. We were making out when she said she wanted to fuck, but didn't have any condoms and absolutely refused to give or receive oral.

And so, I went on a mission to grab a handful of free condoms from the crew medical center. There must have been a conversation while I was away because they had somehow gotten the cabin-mate's mattress out on the balcony. When Laura let me back in, the cabin-mate left for the balcony with a knowing smile on her face.

Laura and I didn't waste any time. We stripped each other and my lips were all over her sexy body. I hooked my fingers inside her, found her g-spot, and massaged until she was dripping. Then, I tasted her juices off my fingers, which she acted weird about. I shrugged that off, grabbed from the pile of condoms, and spread her legs. It wasn't romantic. Just hard, steady fucking.

I railed her on her back for a while until we switched things up and I had her ride me while I laid back. She got herself off and kind of collapsed with her head on my chest. I just massaged her ass while she recovered her strength.

After she caught her breath, I laid her back with her ass on the edge of the mattress. I stood on the floor, happy to take advantage of the height of the guest cabin box spring, and held her ankles wide apart. While thrusting towards the balcony window, I noticed her cabin-mate peeking in through the opening in the curtain. We made eye contact as I kept pumping her friend. Laura's eyes were rolled back so she was oblivious, but I was very turned on and dialed up my performance.

I pushed Laura's legs back, wrapped my arms underneath her and lifted her off the bed. I had her legs bouncing on my forearms as I supported her lower back and slapped her ass onto my hips. When I got tired of carrying this college girl, I dropped her to the bed and had her get on her hands and knees.

I wasn't able to maintain eye contact with the cabin-mate while lifting Laura up and down my cock, but now that I was fucking from behind I could turn my head and see she was still watching intently. Through the glass she mouthed something along the lines of, "That's so hot," as I paid more attention to her than the young woman I was fucking.

I had been at it with Laura for some time now, and doggy style is kind of my weakness anyway, so it wasn't long before I was draining by balls into the rubber as I kept my tool stuffed deep inside the hot blonde.

I cleaned up quickly and got dressed. Laura checked for security in the hallway before I got out of there. I actually didn't see Laura or her friends around the ship for the rest of the cruise, but she did find me on social media later. We didn't really stay in touch and I never saw her cabin-mate again, nor did I tell Laura about her voyeuristic tendencies.

Unfortunately, Derek didn't fare as well as I did. He passed out drunk in the bathroom and was found by security. That wasn't the first time he had gotten in trouble for drinking too much, and for that to happen in a guest area was a zero tolerance violation, so he was fired. The next day was a port day and he was on a one-way flight that morning. I didn't learn about it until dinner time in the staff mess where the dancers bitching about having to stay onboard for reblocks. I did feel bad, and still do, but it was a sacrifice I would make again.