Cruise Benefits (fm:one-on-one, 2103 words)

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I was sitting in my room with the door propped open when the first knock came—three soft taps, deliberate. I looked up.

In the doorway was Mia, lead dancer from the theater revue. She was still in rehearsal gear: black micro-shorts riding high on her ass, neon-pink sports bra soaked with sweat, the outline of her nipples sharp against the fabric. Her skin glowed bronze under the dim bar lights, long black hair twisted into a knot that begged to be yanked loose. She shut the door with her heel, the click loud in the silence.

“Solo room. Is that true?”

I set the guitar in its stand. “All mine.”

She crossed the room in three strides as the door closed behind her, she slammed me back against the bulkhead, mouth crashing into mine. Her tongue was hot, tasting of coconut rum and salt, teeth nipping my lower lip hard enough to sting. Her hands shoved under my shirt, nails raking down my abs, leaving red trails that burned. I grabbed her thighs—firm, dancer-strong—and lifted. She locked her legs around my waist, grinding her cunt against the ridge in my jeans, the seam of her shorts already soaked through.

“Been watching you finger those strings during rehearsal,” she hissed against my ear, breath hot. “I want them inside me.”

I carried her to the bunk, dropped her on the mattress. She yanked her sports bra off; her tits spilled free—heavy, dark nipples tight as bullets. I ripped the shorts down her legs, no panties, just a thin strip of black hair above slick, swollen lips. She was dripping, thighs trembling. I shoved two fingers in to the knuckle; her pussy clamped down, scalding and velvet. She moaned, loud, then bit her own forearm to muffle it—thin walls, crew on every side.

I curled my fingers, stroked that spot inside that made her back arch off the bed. My thumb found her clit, circled hard. Her hips bucked, juices coating my hand, dripping onto the sheets. I added a third finger, stretched her, fucked her with my hand until her eyes rolled back and she came—hard, a gush of wet heat, thighs clamping my wrist, a choked scream swallowed by the pillow.

I pulled out, licked my fingers clean while she watched, pupils blown. She lunged, tore my belt open, jeans down to my knees. My cock sprang free—thick, veined, head already slick. She wrapped both hands around it, stroked once, twice, then took me to the root in one swallow. Her throat convulsed, nose buried in my pubes, saliva dripping down my balls. I gripped her hair, fucked her face slow, then faster, the wet choke of her gags filling the cabin. When I pulled out, strings of spit connected us, her lips swollen and red.

“Condom?” she asked, voice rough.

“Drawer,” I panted. “But I’m on the pill. I want to feel you come inside me.”

I rolled one on anyway, but she ripped it off, tossed it aside. “I said inside.”

I flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up. Her ass was round, perfect, a faint tan line framing it. I spread her cheeks, licked a stripe from clit to asshole. She shuddered, pushed back. I lined up, sank in—one long, relentless thrust until my balls slapped her clit. She was tight, hotter than the engine room, walls fluttering around me. I pulled back, slammed in again, set a brutal pace. The bunk frame rattled, headboard smacking the wall in rhythm. Her moans turned to whimpers, then screams she muffled in the pillow.

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Medellin writes Sat 6 Jun 2026 22:37:

Well you certainly cruised through the crew. Hard to find the energy to play your guitar. But a great theme and enjoyed reading

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