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Subject: {ASSM} Cruise Ship Soprano   (MF  MF size  MMMF  MFF anal) 
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This is an erotic story intended for the private
pleasure of a mature audience.   Any resemblence to
actual persons or incidents is purely coincidental. 
Any further distribution of the descriptions and
accounts of this story without the express permission
of the commissioner is prohibited.  No animals were
harmed in writing this story.  Positive feedback is
welcome. 
Enjoy.
Don 


Inez Lopez was very good at what she did.  She had
been trained at the best conservatories in America and
Europe.  Her rich soprano voice could communicate the
erotic passion of Carmen or the adolescent longing of
Cherubino.  Like many sopranos, she was a large woman,
but not fat. Due to her Hispanic-American heritage,
she had a dark complexion and black hair.  She spoke
English, Spanish, Italian, and a bit of French.  Her
large chest was incongruous when she played a boy like
Cherubino, but opera listeners were conditioned to
ignore even greater inconsistencies. 
	Her problem was that there were a hundred other women
who were also good at what she did.  Many were more
experienced, a few were prettier, and a few could even
act better.  Her desperation to get a paying job led
her to this dock in Fort Lauderdale.  Non-paying
singing positions were available, but she needed to
support herself without succumbing to working as a
waitress. That is why she auditioned to be a singer on
a cruise ship. 
	The MS Columbus was planning to move from Caribbean
to Mediterranean waters for the summer season.  The
entertainment director was considering adding
classical music and opera for his passengers.  The
principal entertainment aboard ship was high-energy
show tunes and comedy.  But the Columbus wanted to
appeal to a more upscale clientele.  In addition,
comedy depended on language.  Although most passengers
spoke English, for many it was a second or third
language.  The language of business did not fully
transition to the language of comedy.  Classical music
had the advantage of not depending on language.  
	Inez brought her CD's to the audition.  She moved
through a varied repertoire of Mozart, Rossini, Verdi,
and Puccini flawlessly, accompanied by the ship
pianist.   Marco, the entertainment director, was not
an expert on classical music, but like many Italians,
he had a feel for opera.  He applauded heartily when
she concluded.  
	He said, "That was very good.  There is only one more
thing I need to discuss, with you in private.  Come
with me."
	He led her to a stateroom.
	He continued, "Sometimes, women are asked to provide
special entertainment to our first class passengers. 
Could you please remove your clothes?"
	Inez was appalled.  "Do you want me to have sex,
here?"
	"Only if you want the job."
	Inez was not a virgin.  She had had numerous
relationships and hookups over the years, of varying
duration and intensity.  She viewed sex as an end in
itself, for pleasure, and not as a means of getting
something else.  But the intensity of the audition was
getting her very horny.  Besides, Marco sat on his
sofa and extracted his penis from beneath his slacks. 
He played with it, while carefully observing Inez. 
She saw no reason to restrain herself.
	She fell on the floor in front of Marco, and eagerly
threw her lips on his growing member.  She was
gratified by how rapidly it expanded under her care.  
A look at his face indicated that she was doing
something right.  He smiled, letting her pleasure him
all she wanted.
	Finally, he said, "You are very good, but I want
more.  I want to feast on those luscious boobs.  Let
me have your shirt and slacks."
	Inez rapidly doffed her polo shirt and slacks.   She
stood before him.  He reached behind her to unhook her
bra.  Her large breasts came pouring out onto her
chest.  She had light brown golden skin that looked
like a permanent suntan.  He fastened his lips onto
her nipples, moving from one to the other.  She stood
still, wearing just her black panties, absorbing the
attention.  A soft glow diffused along her body.  
	She whispered, "I love what you're doing to me."
	He answered, "You will love what I'm going to do to
you even more.  Are you safe?"
	"Yes, I'm on the pill."
	"Then lie down on the bed."
	He pulled off his clothes and lay next to her.  He
resumed covering her with kisses, paying special
attention to her nipples.  He then pulled down her
panties, revealing her dark mound.  He kissed her
slit, causing her to moan loudly.   He started to lick
her clitoris, but she pushed him away.
	She said, "I don't want just your tongue.  I want
your big cock inside me."
	He climbed on top of her until he was at the entrance
of her pussy.  He eased his penis in, until he was
fully engulfed inside her.
	She sighed, "Yes, that is what I want.  Now do me." 
	He set up a gradual rhythm, moving in and out
gracefully.   She closed her eyes to bask in the
pleasure.   She moved her legs until they were on his
back, so she could get better leverage.    She pulled
him in, making sure she had most friction.  
	"Ohh, this feels so good," she moaned.
	Her breathing increased as she approached her first
peak.  She squeezed his back tightly as her body
rocked with pleasure.  He increased his pace.
	"Yes, fuck me hard!" she exclaimed.
	He doubted he could hold out much longer, but he
wanted to bring her off again first.  Unfortunately,
he could no longer contain himself.  
	"My God, I'm going to cum!" he grunted.
	"Yes, fill me up!" she replied, breathlessly. 
	His ejaculation triggered another release deep from
within her body.  The pleasure was even more intense
than before.  Electric sparks permeated her body.  
	"This is terrific!"  she exclaimed.
	"Yes! Yes! Yes!" was all he could answer, as each
thrust sent another bolt pouring from the end of his
prick.   
	Finally, he relaxed on top of her.  When he pulled
out she asked, "Did I get the job?"	
	"You got the job and then some." 
	He sat in his stateroom, naked, and drew up the
contract.  It said a lot about singing, but nothing
about sex. 
	Inez joined the ship after it had repositioned in
Barcelona for the summer.  She was given an inside
stateroom for below the theatre, but it suited her
fine. There, she could rehearse and rest.  She rarely
saw Marco, who was busy entertaining and escorting
older single women.  Not many single men took this
sort of a cruise.  Inez was required to sing two sets
of about half to three quarters of an hour each,
whenever the ship was at sea.  She could choose her
own repertoire, but generally confined it to the
Italian classics, with a few French songs thrown in. 
She found that she could get additional tips if she
honored requests, which were usually for arias she
would sing anyway.  Beyond that, she could explore the
ship and meet anyone she wanted. 
	Men usually came to the theatre accompanied by their
wives.  Unaccompanied men often were gay.  Therefore,
she often did not get the kind of attention that Marco
warned her about.   Marco was probably talking from
his own experience with female passengers.  Maybe he
just made up the story about sex with passengers just
to seduce her himself.   Many passengers wanted to
spend time with her, and buy her CD's, but they were
fans whose interest was strictly professional.   She
was encouraged to dine with passengers only if
explicitly invited.   Such invitations were often
forthcoming, but they came from couples that were
music fans, not single men.   Occasionally, a man
would give her a note, suggesting that they meet
somewhere after the show.  She let the man buy her a
drink in the bar, until she could ascertain his true
intensions.   If it appeared that he was interested in
sex, she would bring him down to her cabin. 
	More typically, she would carry on with other members
of the crew.  There appeared to be a social barrier
between passengers and crew, which was hard to
penetrate.  She made friends with other crew members
who worked on the shows.   She was particularly
interested in Marcello, an Italian lighting
technician.   She worked with him to present the most
flattering lighting for the shows.  His spoke only
halting English, but Inez spoke pretty good Italian. 
	She said (in Italian), "I think if you add a pink
filter, it would less harsh."  
	He replied, "I will try to do that, seniora."
	"Seniorita, if you please."
	He smiled, "My apologies."
	Marcello had dark hair, blue eyes, and an easy smile.
  He often tried to pick up a female passenger for a
quick encounter.  Because his cabin was below decks,
and he shared it with another technician, women were
reluctant to go there.   Nevertheless, he found enough
pussy to keep him busy.
	Inez was having dinner with Marcello in the crew
dinning room.
	She said, "I saw you with a pretty girl last night. 
Where did you find her?"
	"She came to your show with her parents.  We were
able to make contact.  She appreciated the kind of
attention I was able to give her.  The only problem
was that we had to hurry for fear of being discovered.
 Sometimes I encourage a rich passenger to provide
some sort of gift, but she was so pretty, I let her
off."
	"How often do you find a female guest?"
	"Sometimes every day, sometimes I can go several days
until one comes along."
	"Do you ever hookup with the crew?"	
	"Not usually.  Crew cabins do not provide the privacy
I like."
	"I have a cabin to myself.  You can visit me if you
want."
	"What would happen?"
	"We would have to see.  But I would not provide a
gift. " 
	That night, Inez was in her cabin, after having a
wonderful show, when she heard a knock on her door.
	"Who is it?"  
	"Marcello.   I would like to see you."
	She opened the door.  She was just wearing a
housecoat over her underwear.
	She said, "I was hoping you would come.  We have
plenty of privacy."
	She put her arms around him, kissing him
passionately.  She pushed him onto the single bed.
	She said, lustily, "I'm horny.  I want you.  Please
fuck me."
	She fumbled with his belt.  She pulled his pants and
shorts to the floor.  She undid his shoes, until he
was naked below the waist.   She started to play with
his prick.  It expanded mightily in her hand, until it
had grown at least ten inches.
	"My God, you're huge!" she exclaimed.
	"Some women are put off by it."
	"I want more."
	She kissed it passionately, but she did not want to
choke on such an instrument.  Therefore, she handled
him more carefully than usual.  She kissed the
perimeter of his cylinder.  He held her head, moving
her about.  After several minutes of oral attention,
she stood up.  She removed her coat, undid her bra,
and peeled down her panties.  She then climbed up onto
his chest, letting her pussy rest against his chin.
	She said, "Now it's your turn to give me some oral
attention."
	He knew exactly what to do.   He bathed her pussy
with his tongue, stimulating her clitoris.  
	"That feels so good," she said.  
	She let him lash her with his mouth for several
minutes.  She then said, "Take off your shirt.   I
want to fuck all of you."	
	When he was naked, she sucked his cock.  He strained
against her.  
	She said, "Don't come yet.  I have a better place for
that."
	She straddled his body, gently easing his prick into
her hole.  She squatted down on him, using her hips to
maintain the pressure.  He grabbed her tits, moving
them roughly. She rested her hands on his chest, and
then pulled them up in the air, until only their
pelvises were touching.  She fell down on him, until
his full length was inside her. 
His prick ignited a fire in her loins.   Her clitoris
burned as she bounced on top of him. She tossed back
her head, letting the pleasure suffuse her body.   She
started to sing, but got lost as the tune drowned
beneath her orgasmic convulsions.  She continued to
move on top of him, through several orgasms, but he
remained hard as ever. 
	She exclaimed, "My God.  You did not cum, yet."
	He replied, "Get off me.  I don't want to finish this
way."
	She fell onto the bed.  He quickly got up and moved
behind her.  He rapidly reinserted his prick into her
boiling pussy. 
	He said, "I do better if I set the pace."
	She replied, "Honey, you can set any pace you want.  
 Just fuck me with it."
	Marcello grabbed her tits and used them for leverage.
  He smacked his pelvis against her.   The sound of
his groin hitting her butt, combined with her ecstatic
cries, filled the small cabin.  
	He grunted, "Hang on. Here I cum."
	She said something incoherent.  He cried, "More! 
More!" with each spurt of pleasure than came rushing
from his prick.   
	Finally he was able to relax.  His prick partially
deflated, but still was larger than many men when
fully excited.  She pulled away from him, and examined
his penis.
	She said, "We can do it again in a few minutes, after
I have a chance to rest.  We have all night.   Who
said that size is not important?"
	They made it again twice more before he had to leave
to report for work.  She started seeing Marcello
whenever he did not have another date.  She knew it
was just lust, so she was not jealous of his other
conquests. 
	Nevertheless, Inez grew concerned when she had not
seen him for over a week.  She found him in the crew
mess hall. 
	She cried, "Marcello, where have you been?  I have
not seen you for days."
	She began to sing the passage from La Boheme where
Musettta accuses Marcello of avoiding her.
	Marcello responded quietly, "Look, Inez.  I've been
busy. You don't own me."
	Antonio, a friend of Marcello, added, "He has been
busy with two pretty girls from Madrid."
	Ricardo added, "He found these girls, and he is too
good to share with his mates."
	Inez responded, "I'm not too good to share.  A woman
has certain needs, especially after singing about love
for an hour and a half."
	Antonio asked, "Could we help you meet those needs?"
	Inez replied, "Sure.   Meet me after the show."
	Marcello just grunted.  He maintained the unspoken
macho belief that it was okay for a man to exploit a
woman for sex, but not vice versa.
	After the show that evening, she found Antonio and
Ricardo, joined by a Spaniard named Jose.   She led
all three of them to her stateroom.
	Antonio asked, "How do you want to do this, Inez?"
	She responded, "Let's all take off our outer
clothes."
	When they had all stripped down to their underwear,
Inez held them in a group hug.  She rubbed their
shorts, until the contents began to bulge. 
	She said, "I have three wonderful cocks, all prepared
to worship me." 	
	She sat on the bed, moving from each man in turn, to
pull down his shorts and give his prick a lick.  None
of the men could approach the dimensions of Marcello,
but she was ready to sacrifice quality for quantity.  
When she felt they were ready, she stood up.	
	She said, "Boys, remove my bra and panties, and then
strip yourselves."
	Jose unhooked her bra, while Antonio pulled down her
panties.  Ricardo began to feast on her breasts, while
Jose and Antonio took turns rubbing her bush.  She
stood there, trying to absorb all the attention,
moaning softly.  
	Finally she instructed, "Enough games.  Antonio, lie
on the bed.   After I mount him, you other two feed me
your cocks." 
	She eased herself onto Antonio's erect member,
letting it penetrate fully.  She then indicated that
Jose and Ricardo should kneel on either side of him on
the bed.  She used her mouth on Jose and her hands on
Ricardo.  She then switched.  That way she was able to
maintain the pressure on both.  Antonio reached up to
feel her boobs, as she moved above him.
	She commented, "Isn't this great, boys?"
	They grunted their agreement.  She then began to move
on Antonio more rapidly.  She sensed that he would cum
easily, but she did not want to bring him off before
she satisfied herself.  She concentrated on the man
below her, letting Jose and Ricardo temporarily to
fend for themselves.  She used her hips to regulate
the pace.  Her breathing became more rapid with
excitement.  
	She moaned, "Oh, Antonio, this is great."
	She continued to rock above him like a piston, until
she saw his face contort in a spasm of pleasure.  He
jerked up at her, letting his prick explode with
fountains of cum.
Until then she had had only one orgasm, so she wanted
more.
	She pulled off Antonio and instructed Jose to enter
her from behind.  She could then offer Ricardo her
full oral attention.  Jose was able to vary his pace
in order to maximize her pleasure.   At the same time,
she was able to indulge Ricardo by licking and sucking
every one of his eight inches.   She switched her
attention from what Jose was doing to her twat to what
she was doing to Ricardo, and back.  She almost lost
Ricardo as several orgasms race through her.   Finally
she was able to recover enough to extract several
gushes from his pipe.   
	She lay on the bed, breathing heavily, looking up at
her trio of lovers.  	
	She said, "Men, that was great.  I'm here.   Do what
ever you want to me."
	Antonio said, "Let's take turns fucking this
passionate lady."
	She replied, "Great.  Antonio, you can go first."
	He had no difficulty reacquiring his stiffness.  He
mounted her easily and lunged into her pussy.  He
pounded her until they both succumbed to a flurry of
ecstatic pleasure.  Jose did the same, but he finished
up pushing against her boobs.   Ricardo turned her
over so he could take her from behind the same way as
Jose did earlier.   
	After they were done, Inez said, "That was wonderful.
Now I know who to find if Marcello is not available."
	Antonio replied, "Don't consider us replacements for
Marcello, or for each other.  You should take each man
individually."
	Inez said, "Yes, you are right.  Every man, and every
woman, is an individual.   Please forgive me for
lumping you all together.  We can do that again, but
not tonight.  I am exhausted.  Over an hour of
non-stop sex was just too much, especially since I
have to work tomorrow night.  I don't think I want to
take three of you again, any time soon."
	As the cruise progressed, she had sex again with
Ricardo, Antonio, and Jose, as well as Marcello, each
by himself, or in pairs. She found having the trio too
hard, and did do it again. 
	Inez's Big Break arrived toward the end of the cruise
season. (You didn't think the story would end without
a Big Break, did you?)   She was very pleased by the
cruise, as was Marco.  She cleared several thousand
dollars in tips and the sales of her CD's.  She signed
a tentative agreement to return for another season
next year.  When the ship repositioned to the
Caribbean, Marco saw less of a need for classical
music, and Inez wanted to leave herself the option
performing in regional operas in the United States and
Europe.   
	She was performing her usual recital repertoire in
the small theater.  However, at the end, instead of
the usual applause, there were hearty cheers and cries
of "Brava!  Brava!"  When she joined the audience to
find out who had cheered so loudly, she met Leonardo
DiNapoli, the famous Italian tenor, and his wife
Fiona.  They were traveling on the cruise, prior to
his return to the Rome Opera.   	
	Naturally, Inez was extremely flattered by his
appreciation.   He even offered to join her for some
duets if Marco approved, if they had a chance to
rehearse.   Marco was delighted that a famous singer
would join his little performance.  Inez and Leonardo
ended doing love duets from La Boheme, La Traviata,
Rigoletto, and Madame Butterfly.  
Each also did some solos.  The audience was enraptured
by their performances. 	
	After the recital she accompanied Leonardo and Fiona
to the lounge.  They sipped a fine Pinot Grigio.
	Leonardo said, "My dear, you were very good.  Many
sopranos can sing the notes, but you have a sense of
timing necessary to sing duets and harmony.  That is
more unusual.  Who is your agent?"
	Inez replied, "I don't have an agent.  That is why I
work on a ship."
	He answered, "Fiona is my agent.  We'll have to find
you one.  You want an American, right?"	
	"I speak Italian, but I live in America, in Miami, so
an American would be better."   
	Fiona said, "Leonardo, I think you want to talk to
her in private."
	"Quite right, my dear.  Inez, please come with us."
	They escorted her to suite cabin on the upper deck.  
It was larger than any Inez had seen.   Inez and
Leonardo sat in outer room, while Fiona went into the
bedroom.  They continued to sip their wine, getting a
bit tipsy.
	Leonardo leaned against Inez.
	He said, "You are very pretty.  I like a full bodied
woman."
	He kissed her sweetly.
	She protested, "What about your wife?"
	"She can take care of herself.  Don't worry about
her."
	He kissed more passionately. 
	She said, "I don't know about you, but singing gets
me excited."
	"Me too.'
	He touched her breasts through her dress.  She softly
positioned her hand above his crotch.  She leaned back
and let him feel her soft body.   She was startled
when Fiona entered the room.   Fiona had changed into
a full-length night coat.   She sat next to Inez on
the other side from Leonardo.
	Inez pulled her hand away.   She blushed.
	She said, "I'm sorry seniora.   We just got carried
away."
	Fiona replied, "I get carried away too."
	Fiona kissed Inez passionately.    Inez was initially
very shocked.			
	Inez said, "I've never been kissed by a woman like
that before."
	Fiona asked, "Did you like it?"
	"Yes.  It was a bit strange, that's all."
	Leonardo said, "We know many things that are a bit
strange that you might like.  Please stand up, my
dear."
	When she stood, Leonardo undid her dress, while Fiona
unclasped her bra.  Then Fiona pulled off Leonardo's
shirt and slacks.
	Fiona said, "Let's go into the other room.   It will
be more comfortable." 
	She sat on the bed, motioning for Inez to sit next to
her.   Leonardo stood in front of them.  His wife
tugged at his jockey shorts.   She began to play with
his prick, watching it slowly expand.
	Fiona said to Inez, "Doesn't he have the best penis
you've ever seen?"
	Inez nodded, but she did not tell her about Marcello,
who was substantially larger.
	Fiona continued to suck him off, and then handed him
to Inez.  While Inez worked on him, Fiona got him
undressed.   She then undressed Inez.   Finally, she
removed her own coat, revealing her naked body
underneath.   Fiona then knelt in front of Inez,
playing with her pussy.  Inez discovered that a woman
could give head as well as a man, maybe even better.  
	Finally Leonardo pushed Inez down on the bed.
	He said, urgently, "I've got to have you, now."
	He climbed on top of her, and thrust his cock in as
deep as possible.  Fiona leaned next to her, licking
her nipples.  Leonardo moved rapidly.   He pulled out
and pushed in fully.  Inez found the stimulation
overwhelming.   
	She urged them both on, "Give it to me, lovers."
	She gripped Fiona's head, pulling it down to her
chest.   She threw her legs in the air, giving
Leonardo complete access to her body.  Her breathing
grew deeper and faster.
	She gasped, "Yes.  I need to cum now."
	Leonardo wanted to cum, too.  He pounded her like a
hammer.  He reached the point of no return.    Mounds
of cum gushed out him.  Fiona seized his prick and
jammed it down her throat.  After swallowing what she
could, she licked the remainder off Inez's twat.  
	Leonardo sat on the bed next to his wife.  He was
still hard. 
	Inez was still panting, but commented, "What will we
do with Fiona?  She had not had an orgasm yet."
	Fiona replied, "We can take care of that."
	She removed a small box from her nightstand.  She
opened it, revealing a double dildo.  She inserted one
end into her pussy, and then strapped in on, letting
the larger end hang down.  
	She leaned over Inez, saying, "Now I can fuck you all
I want."
	Leonardo asked, "Do you like it?  I modeled for it
myself."
	Fiona slowly filled Inez again.  She pumped her, slow
and deep.  Fiona closed her eyes, realizing that what
ever she was getting, Inez was getting the same thing.
 Soon, both women were panting passionately as each
other, urging each other on.  
	Leonardo found the display between his wife and his
new soprano very exciting.   He positioned himself
above Fiona.  His penis was still moist from his
previous encounter with Inez.  He had no difficulty
penetrating Fiona in the rectum.   Fiona liked sex in
the ass occasionally, but she was not ready for it
this time.  Nevertheless, she rapidly accommodated
herself to it.   It pushed her on with Inez.  Whenever
Leonardo pushed into her ass, she pushed into Inez,
which pushed into her pussy.  The room was filled with
the screams of delirious passion.  
	Inez and Fiona reached the end together, letting
their pelvises erupt.  Inez held Fiona as tight as
possible, as their spasms coursed through their
bodies.  Leonardo needed more time, but he also
finally had to yield to the exquisite pressure filling
his penis.  He did not produce as much cum as before,
but it felt even better.  
	Inez almost feinted from the multiple orgasms flowing
through her.  Fiona and Leonardo relaxed and lay next
to each other.  They kissed each other sweetly.   They
then kissed Inez.  
	Leonardo said, "I don't share my wife with just any
body.  You are special, Inez."
	Fiona nodded her agreement.  
	Inez just said, "Thank you.  You were both
wonderful."
	Because of the time, Inez excused herself and went
back to her stateroom.  The next day, when they docked
in Barcelona, Fiona took Inez to the Erotic Museum,
where they bought some additional toys and dildos.  
For the next several days, Inez made love with both of
the DiNapolis.  She preferred Leonardo, but Fiona
might have preferred her. 
	When the ship docked in Rome, Leonardo and Fiona had
to disembark.  They had an apartment near the
Catacombs.  Inez joined them just long enough for her
to do a recital for some of their friends, including a
woman from New York who agreed to be her agent.  The
agent found roles for her in all the leading companies
of the world.   She often did not get the prima donna
part, but she sang the secondary roles well enough to
earn a respectable living without having to perform on
a cruise ship.  

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