Busty Girlfriend's Shipboard Handjob: Endless Ejaculation Story

The spring night breeze blew gently across the ship's deck. I am Ryo, an apprentice crew member on the ship. Still in my early twenties, the ultimate loser with hardly any experience talking to girls, a virgin guy. Today too, after finishing cleaning the deck on night shift on the cruise ship, I was taking a breather. The salty smell of the sea tickled my nose, and with the distant sound of waves setting a rhythm, the starry sky spread above. Perhaps because it was spring, the scent of the tide felt a bit sweet, strangely lifting my spirits.

In that moment, I looked up and noticed a woman standing at the edge of the deck. She was Aoi, the cruise guide. Her black hair was tied in a ponytail, and her white blouse swayed in the night breeze. The swell of her large breasts showed clearly through the fabric, and my eyes locked onto them naturally. Damn, a loser like me staring straight at such a beauty felt wrong. But she noticed me and smiled. "Oh, Ryo? Working this late? You must be tired. Want to chat for a bit?" she said in a soft voice, and my heart started pounding.

"Uh, y-yes! If that's okay..." I stammered and stood beside her. Aoi looked to be in her late twenties, with refined features and plump red lips. Though the sea breeze was cool, her skin seemed warm, and a sweet floral perfume drifted from her. We leaned against the railing and started chatting about nothing in particular—memories of ship journeys and funny passenger stories. Her voice was pleasant, and when she laughed her breasts shifted slightly, making my crotch grow warm. For a virgin like me, just talking at this distance was exciting enough.

As the conversation flowed, time passed into the late night. The deck lights glowed dimly, and the ship's engine vibration traveled through our feet. "Hey, Ryo. It's getting chilly. Want to have some warm tea in my private cabin? It's quiet and no one will come," Aoi whispered near my ear and lightly took my arm. Her touch was soft, and I nodded quickly. "Is that really okay? Someone like me..." I followed her to the cabin, shouting inside that my luck was too good.

Her private cabin at the stern was surprisingly spacious, with wood-paneled walls, a small bed, and a view of the dark sea from the window. Once inside, Aoi closed and locked the door. The click heightened my tension. "Relax. No one will come," she said, seating me on the bed and sitting beside me. The room held only the faint hum of the air conditioner and her breathing. The humid spring night air clung to our skin.

While pouring tea, Aoi placed her hand lightly on my knee. Her fingertips were warm, and my body twitched in response. "Ryo, you're a virgin, right? No need to be so nervous," she said suddenly. I froze, face burning. "How did you know...?" She chuckled and leaned against my shoulder. "I can tell. Your eyes are too pure. I'll teach you today." Her lips brushed my ear, her breath hot and sweet. My heart felt ready to explode.

Her hands began unbuttoning my shirt, and I surrendered without resistance. When she removed her blouse, her breasts were even larger than imagined—two heavy melons wrapped in black lace, deep cleavage glowing under the lamplight. "Touch them," she said, guiding my hands to her chest. The softness sank into my fingers at once, a springy, dreamlike sensation. "Wow, so soft..." I murmured. She smiled playfully. "You can squeeze harder. Do you like my breasts?"

I began kneading them eagerly, one in each hand. The overflowing flesh between my fingers was irresistible. Her nipples had hardened through the bra, and my cock throbbed painfully inside my pants. Aoi breathed heavily near my ear. "Ah, that's good... Your fingers are so warm." Her sweet voice filled the room. My mind was in panic—a loser like me touching such a beautiful woman's breasts. The scent of sweat mixed in, and excitement made my head spin.

Eventually her hand reached my crotch. She unbuckled my belt, lowered my pants, and my cock sprang free from my underwear. "Wow, so hard already. Cute," she said with narrowed eyes. Her fingers pulled the fabric aside and touched me directly. My cock twitched in the cool air before being enveloped by her warm palm. She began stroking slowly from base to tip, the rough sound of skin rubbing filling my ears. "Ah, nn..." I moaned. For a virgin, this pleasure was unknown territory. Precum leaked from the tip, adding a slick sensation to her hand.

Aoi sped up her strokes while I continued fondling her breasts. "Feel it more. Does my hand feel good?" Her large breasts pressed against my arm, squishing softly. I grabbed them firmly with both hands, kneading as the flesh spilled between my fingers, now slick with sweat. Visually her swaying breasts were erotic; tactilely the handjob strokes were overwhelming. The mix of her body scent and my sweat filled my nose, and when I kissed her neck it tasted salty. "Aoi, it's too much... I'm gonna come," I gasped. She replied lewdly, "Go ahead, come. Shoot it on my breasts."

The first orgasm hit quickly. My cock spasmed and white semen spurted out. Her hand caught it gently and guided it toward her chest. Hot fluid splashed across my stomach, some landing in her cleavage. "So warm, your cum," she said with a smile, spreading it with her fingers. The sticky white mess stained her large breasts. My eyes stayed fixed on the sight, excitement refusing to fade. Though I had lost my virginity, it was only through a handjob, yet the pleasure was addictive.

Before I could catch my breath, Aoi started stroking again. "We're not done yet. I'll make you come over and over." She used the semen as lubricant, making wet sounds as she pumped. Though oversensitive, my cock quickly hardened again. The constant sensation of her breasts in my hands fueled me further. When I pinched her nipples, she let out a cute moan. The room filled with our breathing and the sound of waves. The spring humidity amplified our sweat. My mind wavered between embarrassment and pleasure. A loser like me managing multiple erections felt unbelievable.

The second orgasm was more intense. Her hand moved faster and gripped tighter, milking my cock. "Come, come," she urged lewdly. I couldn't hold back and erupted, white fluid arcing onto her breasts and coating her cleavage and bra. "So much... You were really pent up," she said, scooping some with her finger and smearing it on my lips. The salty taste spread in my mouth, making me tremble with excitement.

She didn't stop. Laughing playfully, she said, "Third time now. Soil my breasts more," and kept her hand moving. My cock burned from friction, but pleasure won out. My hands slid over her sweat-slicked breasts, making the flesh ripple. The wet sounds of the handjob and her laughter filled my ears. The raw scent of semen filled the room. My reason had already fled. A loser like me had never imagined such vulgar pleasure.

Third, fourth... a storm of consecutive ejaculations. My cock pushed past its limit and my body shook uncontrollably. Each time white fluid painted her breasts, coating the large mounds until they were slick and white. The sight of her melon-like breasts covered in my semen was intensely erotic. Aoi watched with enjoyment. "Hehe, your cock juice is all over my breasts. Let's continue tomorrow until the ship docks," she whispered near my ear. At the climax I was milked dry into her hand and collapsed onto the bed.

The afterglow was sweet and bitter. The scent of semen lingered, white traces remained on her breasts, and the sound of waves drifted quietly. Aoi embraced me. "That was fun. Congratulations on losing your virginity," she said and kissed me. Her lips were soft and sweet. My heart overflowed with excitement and gratitude. Experiencing this on a spring night aboard the ship felt like a dream. Yet the promise of more made me tremble with anticipation. Perhaps a loser's life like mine was finally beginning to change.