Cruise life 1 Sex Stories for free 2024 – Y2Stories

Young ebony teen gets more than she bargained for and gets raped on a cruise

~~Story is based on true events from my past, many particulars are fictional or embellished~~

Cruises are the best vacation money can buy, for a lot of reasons. For a couple of hundred bucks per day, you get a room in a moving hotel visiting some of the most amazing tourist destinations in the world, all you can eat decent food, unlimited alcohol, decent shows, casinos and sun. But these pale in comparison to the number 1 reason cruising is the best vacation money can buy: the pussy. Unlimited amounts of any type of pussy you can imagine. Virgin pussy, slutty pussy, skinny pussy, fat pussy. Hairy pussy, bald pussy. Lesbian pussy and straight pussy. Single pussy, cheating pussy. Willing pussy, unwilling pussy. Milf pussy and young pussy… And even younger pussy…

So I choose to spend my vacations aboard cruise ships. Sometimes I go with friends, sometimes I go alone. This series will cover some of my fondest memories aboard cruise ships.

I guess I’ll start with my first solo cruise. 13 days aboard for a Panama Canal transit. I was in my mid 20s. I considered myself to be a decent looking guy, if nothing special. Brown hair, brown eyes, 6 foot even, nice-guy face, but by far my best trait was my charismatic personality. I could talk my way into panties I had no business in. Still can.

The first 2 days of the cruise had gone by without me having any luck with the ladies, so the afternoon of day 3 found me chilling in the hot tub on the serenity (18+) deck meeting strangers, buying drinks from the waiter and just having a good time. Even though it’s 18+, naughty stuff isn’t allowed on the serenity deck. It’s just so that you can relax without screaming kids. As the sun started to sink, the hot tub started to empty as folks went below to start getting ready for dinner, but I was having a decent time drinking in the beautiful weather and wasn’t really hungry so I decided to stay. Just as the last person other than myself was getting out, a stunning little ebony thing walked up, took off her towel and stepped in to join me. She was maybe 5 feet tall, no more that 95 pounds soaking wet. Tiny waist, flat belly, that amazing black girl ass and perfectly firm little c cups suspended in the revealing top half of her expensive bikini. Her skin was the perfect shade of light brown, like light roast coffee with vanilla creamer. But the most striking feature were her piercing emerald green eyes. She was an absolute smoke show. Now, I had never been with a black girl before and needless to say I was finding it difficult not to stare.

She sat down opposite me and we introduced ourselves. We talked as the sky turned from blue to orange, matching the bikini she was wearing. I was sipping my strawberry daiquiri as we talked for about 10 minutes and she crossed the hot tub to sit next to me. She asked for a sip and I of course obliged. She put the straw to her supple lips and took her sip, never breaking eye contact with me. Then she took the cherry from the glass and made a show of slowly putting it to her lips and giving it a good tongue bathing, again maintaining eye contact with me the entire time. She then slowly trailed in down from her lips, down her neck and let it rest between her absolutely wonderful perky tits. “Want your cherry back?” She asked, squeezing her tits together to hold the cherry in place as she arched her back to present it, and them, to me. I dove in without a moment’s hesitation, ate the cherry and practically devoured her gorgeous little cleavage. She placed her hands on the back of my head and moved her leg over mine to straddle me as I motor-boated the most beautiful set of tits I had ever experienced.

After a few minutes I looked up and locked eyes with her before she went in for the first kiss. Her mouth opened immediately and our tongues became dance partners as she rocked her hips to grind her (barely) bikini-clad pussy onto my rock hard cock. We were really getting into it when she stopped moving and turned her head to speak to the waiter who had appeared without me noticing at all. She asked if I’d buy her a drink and of course I happily complied and ordered 2 more daiquiris. The waiter went to get the drinks and she thanked me. “We should slow down cowboy,” she said, without moving from her position astride my now painfully hard erection.

Disappointed but not wanting to put her off, I kept things light and tried my best to display my charming personality that had always kept me afloat. I began to wonder why she needed my to buy her a drink. She clearly wasn’t hurting for money according to her diamond earrings and the bikini which even I could tell was no mere off-the-rack model from the department store. I snuck a peak at her cruise guest ID badge (which lists identifying information and is also used to make purchases charged to your room) and observed the bright yellow “Under 21” stamp across the top. Not that I cared about buying alcohol for her, but at least it made sense as to why she needed me to buy her a drink.

“So, how old are you anyway?” I asked.

“Old enough to know how to do *this*…” She said. Before I could ask what she was talking about about, she slip off of my lap with her knees now on the bottom of the hot tub. She then reach into my trunks and fished out my throbbing cock, put her head under the water and took me into her sexy little mouth. In one swift motion her lips were touching the base and the tip of my cock was resting comfortably in her throat. I was in absolute heaven. She held me in her throat for a few seconds before releasing me and re-surfacing.

“Does *that* answer your question*Daddy*?” she asked, emphasizing the last word.

“Works for me babe!” I said. “Wanna go somewhere a little more private? I have my own room.”

“Oh but our drinks have just arrived!” She said as the waiter reappeared with our daiquiris. She slid her slippery body back up and straddled my lap again as we took out drinks. We sipped and talked as she, almost absent-mindedly, jerked my cock under the water. By now all rational thought was gone from my mind and all I could think about was getting her alone. As our straws began to make the slurping sound indicating almost empty glasses, I again said “I want to get you alone baby, let’s get out of here”. She bit her lip, looked around as if looking for someone, and then looked back at me and said “Okay daddy, let’s go.” Needless to say I was ecstatic.

As we exited the hot tub (with some awkwardness on my part due to the massive tent in the front of my trunks, she quietly said to me, “We gotta be careful though, if my parents catch me I’m dead.” The implications of that statement didn’t register with me at all and I just agreed. We wrapped towels around ourselves and made our way to the elevators.

We were all over each other before the doors closed. “Making out” would be putting it mildly. Our tongues were in each other’s throats, her hand was down the front of my trunks jerking me rapidly and I was alternating my hands from groping her absolutely perfect ass, to squeezing her tits, and inside the front of her barely-there bikini bottoms, where I felt no hint of hair or stubble and nothing but extreme heat and drenching wetness. To say she was turned in would be an understatement. She also had been visibly tipsy when she first joined me in the hot tub and now after another drink and a half clearly had a nice buzz going.

It was probably a good thing that nobody was around when the elevator doors opened on my deck as her top was untied, her gorgeous tits were on full display, I had a hand in her bottoms with her hot fuck-box practically sucking two of my fingers into itself and she had my cock out of my trunks. As the doors opened, we regained just enough composure to try to fix ourselves a little. I led the way around the corner and as we came to my cabin I opened the door and allowed her to go in first. We were back on each other before the door had even swung shut. I grabbed her ass in both hands and she jumped up and wrapped her toned legs around my waist, grinding her pussy into me and we made out. I threw her on the bed and practically ripped her expensive bikini from her body while she stripped my trunks off. Jesus Christ if I thought she was a sex pot *before* I was simply in shock now seeing her in all of her glory. She was laying back with her head on the pillows, naked as the day she was born, knees pulled up to her armpits displaying the most absolutely perfect cunt I had ever seen, even online. Perfectly hairless, not even a hint of stubble. She had one hand squeezing one of her tits and the other snaked it’s way down to spread that exquisite little fuck-box.

“Eat my pussy Daddy,” she said, flashing those “fuck me” eyes.

“Hang on, beautiful, I want to remember this!” I said, and pulled out my phone. I snapped a few photos of her pleasuring herself on my bed. I switched to video mode and pressed record, capturing her news and moans as she played with herself.

“Tell me what you want, baby”, I said. She replied, “Please Daddy, come eat my pussy, I need you so much!”

With that, I ended the recording, tossed my phone on the counter and went to work. I dove in like a starving man as a buffet, pinning her legs back and going in like Pac-Man. She tasted like the sweetest honey imaginable and was absolutely gushing. My face was soaked in seconds. The heat coming from her cunt could fry an egg. I sucked her pussy to a screaming orgasm as she clamped her thighs around my head and humped my face for dear life.

Immediately after she was done she jumped up, pushed me back and took my cock in her mouth again. This time she was going for gold though as she bobbed her head, fucking her own throat with my cock. She pulled back so that just the head was in her mouth and then slammed her throat down on my to the hilt, over and over. She used so much suction it almost hurt and the work she did with her tongue could only be described as “professional quality”. As she continued, I was rapidly approaching the point of no return but I knew I didn’t want to cum before I got to fuck that grade-A pussy. I stopped her and she actually looked disappointed.

“I’ve got to fuck you baby”, I said, pushing her onto her back and positioning myself between her legs.

“Whoa there, slow down Daddy,” she said, putting her ha d on my chest. “Playing around is one thing, nobody said anything about fucking.”

Needless to say, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Here was this insanely horny sex-pot of a girl, literally dripping wet who, just seconds before, was throating my cock better than anyone ever had, and no she was putting the brakes on.

“Come on baby, don’t be like that,” I said, groping her tits and kissing her as I continued to spread her knees with mine. Again, she put her hand in my chest as if to create space.

“Stop dude, I don’t wanna go that far,” she said. By this point, I had had enough.

“Listen you slutty fucking tease,” I said, lightly grabbing her by the throat as I lay on top of her missionary style. “You’ve been coming on to me since you saw me, got free drinks out of me and have been leading me on for an hour. You’re getting fucked baby, you might as well let yourself enjoy it.”

By this point I could see the defiance in her eyes and she began actively trying to push me off of her. Unfortunately for her, however, her tiny petite frame was no match for my athletic 185 pounds. She struggled for a few moments before the defiance on her face quickly faded to fear as she realized what was about to happen.

“Dude, please, I don’t want to do this,” she said shakily. “Please let me finish sucking you off, I promise you can cum down my throat.” She naively still believed she could escape her fate by bargaining. But I had had enough.

“You should have thought about that before all of your fucking teasing, slut,” I whispered in her ear, slightly tightening my grip around her throat. “I’m gonna fuck that hot, wet, little pussy and there’s no way around that. The more you resist the better it’s going to be for me.”

Let me digress for a moment to say that, up until this point, I had never forced anyone in this manner, never even considered it. But here, in this moment, I knew it was my right, my duty, to rape this teasing little slut. She needed to be shown that actions have consequences and she shouldn’t go around slutting it up and teasing guys if she had no intentions of following through. She needed to be punished and I needed to fuck that perfect hole.

I reached down between her sculpted legs and found her pussy as wet as ever. “Soaking wet for someone who says they don’t want it, slut,” I said to her. Tears were no starting to form in her eyes. All physical resistance had ceased. I lined up the head of my cock with her entrance, her heat radiating onto to me and driving me mad with lust.

“You ready baby?” I asked, not caring one bit when she frantically shook her head no and whimpered out one final “Please, no…” as tears began streaming down her face.

Using my hand on her throat, I held her head still and kissed her, invading her mouth with my tongue, as I buried myself to the hilt inside of her. The feeling was indescribable. She was hotter than an oven and was by far the tightest pussy I had ever felt, but the sheer amount of wetness inside of her made fucking her effortless. I was immediately lost with lust, fucking her for all I was worth, not concerned with her pleasure in the least.

I removed my hand from her throat and pinned her legs back to her ears, slamming into her like a madman. She was simply looking at me, tears silently streaming down her face, beginning to accept her fate. As I continued my assault, she began to get even wetter, if that were possible. I heard her breathing quicken and felt her pussy began to tighten. The little bitch was about to cum!

“I know you’re loving this, you little slut,” I said to her as I violated her. “Sluts like you can’t help but cum when a man fucks you! Even when you’re getting raped you still can’t help but get off to it. This is the only thing sluts like you are good for!” I continued to slam into her.

As I continued to degrade her while raping her, she began rapidly approaching orgasm, as if my words were turning her on even more. I could see the anguish in her face, knowing her mind was screaming at her that she shouldn’t be enjoying this, but completely unable to stop her body from responding to my treatment.

I slowed my assault for a few moments, long enough to touch my forehead to hers. “I want you to cum on my cock baby, cum on the cock that’s raping you. And when you do, I’m flooding your slutty little pussy with cum. I hope you’re on birth control bitch because this load is gonna be fucking huge!” At this, I picked up the pace and began slamming into her with full force again, feeling myself approaching the point of no return.

The grief in her face was no suddenly replaced with terror. Her eyes as wide as dinner plates, she renewed her efforts to push me off of her. “PLEASE NO!” she cried. “YOU CAN’T! I’m not on birth control!” By this point her words were broken by uncontrollable moans that signaled her quickly approaching orgasm, her body not caring at all what her mind had to say about it. She was by now subconsciously bucking her hips up to meet my invading thrusts, her body falling back on natural instinct to try and get my cock as deep inside of her as possible.

Her moans soon became louder and more rapid as her fuse rapidly approached the flash point. In a last ditch effort to make me stop, she said, “Please, stop! I can’t get pregnant, I’m only 14 years olllLLLLL-” Her final word evolved mid-syllable into an uncontained, uncontrolled scream and she hit the boiling point. Her pussy clamped down on me like a vice and began spasming out of control. Her hips bucked wildly and she screamed obscenities as what was obviously an extremely powerful orgasm ripped through what I now knew was her underage body.

The sight of this drop dead gorgeous girl cumming from being raped, combined with the feeling of her already impossibly tight pussy clamping and spasming on my cock, not to mention her admission of being jailbait AND the fact that she wasn’t on birth control, was too much for me to handle. I slammed my mouth into hers, tongue fucking her mouth as she screamed into mine. I grabbed her tight little ass with both hands, burning myself to the hilt, and came. And cum I did. I absolutely filled that little jailbait slut’s cunt. I dumped what felt like gallons of cum inside of her. When she felt me cumming her eyes went wide and then began to roll back into her head. Her hips were still bucking and her pussy still spasming as the echoes of her orgasm ripped through her young body, milking my cock for all it was worth.

As I came down from what what undoubtedly the most intense orgasm of my life, I collapsed on top of her, my cock still inside of her. As she began to come down, I gently but firmly placed my hand on her throat and kissed her deeply. Whether our of fear or confusion or more likely both, she did not resist and even began kissing me back.

“I knew you were young, slut, but I had no idea you were *that* young. I hope you learned something today, you sexy little cock-tease. If you act like a whore, you’ll get treated like one.” With that, I turned her head to one side and licked her tear stained cheek, savoring the salty taste of her fear and trauma, the taste of my conquest over her. She was now openly sobbing as I got up. As I left the bed, she rolled onto her side and pulled her knees to her chest in the fetal position as she cried, unknowingly displaying her chocolate cunt which was now leaking a good deal of cum into the sheets. I threw her bikini at her as she sobbed.

“Get dressed slut, I’ve gotten what I wanted from you, it’s time for you to go, unless you want to stick around for more?” She sat up as if in a trance, slowly dressed herself in her bikini, hands shaking the whole time.

When she was dressed, she stood shivering in the middle of the room, staring at the floor. “You… You’re a f-f-f-fucking m-m-monster…” She managed to choke out. “You r-r-raped me…” She said between sobs. She was staring at her feet as she cried and tried to process what had happened. I walked towards her and backed her against the door before taking her slender neck in my hand again, forcing her to look at me.

“Thank me,” I ordered her.
“W-w-what?” She questioned.
“Thank me for raping you, slut!” I ordered again, increasing the pressure on her neck.
“T-t-thank you for r-r-raping me,” she said, now crying heavily.
“You deserved it for being such a teasing slut! Say it!” I commanded her.
“I d-d-deserved to be r-r-raped because I’m a s-s-slut!” She screamed through tears.
“Good slut”, I praised. “Now let’s get you out of here.”

“I’ll t-t-tell…” She almost whispered.

“Tell who?” I asked. We’re in international waters, there’s no police here. Ship’s security doesn’t care. Even if you COULD find someone to tell who cares, you’re going to have a hard time convincing anyone you didn’t want it when I’ve got you on video in my bed begging for it.”

“But… But I’m only 14… Y-you’ll get in trouble anyway…”

“And there’s eyewitnesses and video footage of you on a deck reserved for adults only, while drinking alcohol. There’s no jury in the world that wouldn’t believe you led me to believe you were an adult, which is actually true.”

She knew she had lost. Even in her traumatized state, she knew there was nothing she could do. She knew that she had been raped and that her rapist would get away with it.
I gave her one last passionate kiss, savoring the salty taste of her tear stained lips. She opened her mouth and submitted to me completely, allowing my tongue to invade her mouth. I pulled her bottoms to the side and roughly fingered her messy cunt while grabbing her firm little titties. She didn’t resist, and continued crying her beautiful green eyes out as I molested her.

I grabbed her by the hand, opened my cabin door and pulled her towards the mid-ship elevator bank. When an elevator arrived, we stepped inside, I punched the button for deck 10 on the panel and up we went. When the doors opened, we could hear the music blaring and people cheering outside on the Lido deck, just down the corridor. There was a party going on.

My little victim looked a mess. Her beautiful straight jet black hair was a mess, her expensive orange bikini bottoms were disheveled, still partially pulled to the side from where I had been fingering her moments before, displaying half of her labia to anyone that cared to look. Tears were still streaming down her youthful face. I ordered her to exit the elevator and watched as she exited. She never looked anywhere else other than her feet. The last look I had of her before before the elevator took me back down was her turning to slowly walk towards the stairs, presumably to go back to her cabin.

I laughed to myself. “It’s going to be a good cruise”, I said, to nobody.

~~This is my first ever story submission. Feedback is appreciated. I’ve got ideas for a few more sexy scenarios based on cruise ships, if there’s interest I’ll make this a series.