Ocean Cruise Part 1: The Massage.
by Noizom
University student works on an ocean cruise ship as a masseur and meets the muscular Amazon of his life

Ocean Cruise

During my university years I worked on an ocean cruise ship. This extraordinary 
and luxury ship was travelling between Western Europe and the US. Usually the 
trip was around 8 to 10 days, carrying high-class customers on board.

I had mainly two jobs at the same time. In the morning and the evening I
worked as a waiter, and during the day as masseur. This special trip happened
in 2010 and the trip started in Amsterdam. The clients were arriving to board 
whole day long on a rainy day in July. Next day we left the port around 4 am and 
a few hours later we were on the endless water of the Atlantic. I loved both my 
jobs and was excited to start working.

Around 7.30 am the first guests were coming out on deck, more than happy to see 
the we left the rainy weather in Amsterdam, and we had an amazing sunny 
weather with a calm ocean. I was waiting for the orders at the outdoor coffee and 
a girl sitting in a chair signaled for me. She was sitting in a white robe and 
sunglasses. She ordered a cafe latte and some newspapers. I delivered very soon, 
and she smiled at me.

"Wow, that was really fast! What a nice weather we have!"

"Sure Ma'am! and hopefully we will have this the whole day."

"Excellent! Can You tell me where can I find the gym?"

"Yeah, sure, its on Deck 2."

"Thanks a lot!"

During the conversation I could tell she was a kind of a big girl. The robe was 
slightly open at in front, and I could see she was not wearing a bra, and had full 
breasts. Her neck seemed really thick and kind of a muscular, which I didn't really 
understand, but honestly her body was covered with the huge ships robe. About 
30 minutes later, I was gathering the dishes and she was gone. I finished my job, 
changed my clothes, and went to the massage room.

I had a few fat and ugly clients, and I remembered sometimes massaging old
people is not so much fun. I didn't really have young clients with fresh bodies. 
The last guest before lunch was listed as Tina Stratus from Denmark. She entered 
the room around 13.00, and I felt a bit tired. I immediately realised that she 
was the girl from the morning, who was kind to me.

"Hello, nice to see You again," I greeted her.

"Wow what a surprise!" she said, and seemed to be happy to see me again. She
was wearing the same robe as in the morning. "Can I get a quick shower? I
just realised in the gym, that I was going to be late, so I didn't have time
to refresh myself."

"Sure, no problem at all. You're the last client, so we have time. There is
the shower."

"Excellent!" she said and disappeared.

She stepped out a few minutes later, with a white sheet twisted around her wet 
body and a towel on her head that also covered her shoulders. I told her to lie 
on the table, and put some relaxing music on.

She laid down, and I was standing at her feet, I realized she had amazing 
muscular calves. They were ripped and round as they touched slightly each other. 
As I looked upwards, the wet sheet covered the rest of her body like a second 
skin; her legs, glutes, and back seemed really curvy. I was excited about what I 
would find when I uncovered them.

We had a general conversation, about the ship, and travelling. When I touched her 
calves, I was shocked how rock hard they were, and I felt lucky, that I could 
massage them "officially". In response to my touch she slightly flexed them.

As I went to her legs, I put some massage lotion on my palms, and I had to
slightly open the white sheet. I couldn't believe my eyes. Her legs were like
living muscular tree trunks. I had never seen such a muscular leg in my life. I 
hesitated to open it more, when she lifted her upper body up, and turned to me.

"Is there a problem?"

"No, not at all."

"You know, honestly I'm a professional bodybuilder, and I'm travelling to the
US, to the Ms. Olympia. I chose this ship, because I was looking for a cruise
that had a gym with serious equipment, Im in the final stage before the contest.
I wanted to have a week, when I can focus really hard on my training with nobody  
disturbing me. So if it's not a problem for You, we can skip the usual bullshit 
part, and remove this sheet and the towel." With one quick motion, she removed 
them and dropped to a chair close to the table.

"I'm not ashamed to show my body to strangers!"

My jaw dropped to the floor. Her whole body was made of rock hard muscles
pumped from the morning work-out, glistening like living marble. I couldn't
say a word.

"I see you are surprised, which is fine, but will you continue the massage, please?"

"Yeah, sure!" I exclaimed and felt that I started to have a hard on. She closed her
eyes and put her head back down on the table.

I continued massaging her legs. They were so full, they touched each other in her 
inner thigh, even in relaxed state. Deep striations were separating muscle hills. 
As I was massaging her, she now and then playfully flexed her muscles under my 
palms. I was in kind of a "trans" state cruising around in that muscle heaven.

As the session ended, I felt my cock was gonna explode, and I was trying to
keep my desire a secret. I went to the side table and poured a huge glass of water
for her. As I turned around I realised she'd sat up and was sitting at the edge of 
the massage table facing me.

"Wow, how kind you are to bring me water!" she said, and looked down on my
crotch. "Wait a minute! Is there a chance you liked my muscular body? Come
here, little boy!" 

I did as she ordered. I had no chance of hiding my throbbing cock. She took the 
water and slowly drank the whole amount. I could see her neck muscles pumping 
as she was swallowing the last drop of it.

She put down the glass, and with one quick motion she grabbed my hands,
turned me around, and pulled my body into her lap. She twisted my arms behind
me, and forced my hands under her crotch. With her free hand, she took the
towel and inserted it into my mouth really deeply. I could see everything
perfectly, since in front of me there was a full-length mirror hanging on the
wall.

"Look, this is your job and I know you don't wanna loose it. We have to be quiet. 
I need some proof, that You are one of those hardcore female muscle fans. For 
this, over the years, I created a test. Look ourselves in the mirror!"

As she spoke, I tried to escape from this muscular trap, but all my efforts were 
just kind of a joke for her, so after a few minutes I just gave it up exhausted.

With only her right arm pressing my entire body strongly to herself, she raised 
her left arm, folded it around my neck, and grabbed the pumped-up round deltoids 
of her right arm. She then squeezed my neck, and I felt my eyes were gonna explode, 
and started to choke.

"There is no need to resist, You are my slave right now. Honestly, you cannot
really imagine how much stronger I am than You. Look!"

She released my body with her right arm, and slowly flexed her biceps. I had
never ever seen arms so huge in my life. The peak of her biceps were touching
my earlobes with every flex. I felt my cock getting even harder.

She opened and raised her legs horizontally into the air. They were so round
and full around my body. She slowly got them together around my midsection and
locked her ankles. I could feel their phenomenal power around my waist. When 
she was ready, she started slowly flex all her defined muscles around my helpless 
body. With every pump my cock was getting more rigid, and I felt I was close to 
climax, even though she hadn't touched it at all. She leant back a bit, and lifted 
my whole body, and pressed it even tighter and deeper into herself.

As she was sitting on my palms she also squeezed her gluteal muscles, pleasing 
herself too. She controlled both of us through her amazing powerful musculature. 
My body was getting pale under the unbelievable pressure, and she increased the 
tempo of her pumps. At this point I couldn't feel the pain anymore, and I was 
between life and death in a trans state.

She pressed my head and started to lick my ear.

"You are not allowed to come yet!" she hissed, and bit my earlobes. With a huge 
crescendo I could see her whole body shaking, and she flexed her glutes we were 
jumping into the air. Now she sighed and said to me: "Come!" 

And as commanded, I released a huge amount of semen onto the mirror, and we 
climaxed together for long minutes.

After 20 minutes relaxing and calming down in her power lap, she released me,
and I fell to the floor with her towering over me.

"You passed the exam; those really special fans are able to ejaculate without 
touching their cock."

To be continued ...


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