Lust of the Pirates Page 2

  “Yes, spill your seed all over me.” She purrs. “Let me feel it trickle down my body.” You groan, her teasing driving you to the edge. You feel your balls twitch and you lurch forward, aiming the tip of your cock at her cleavage. As your seed races up your length, you grunt with release, watching as a thick rope of come streaks from the head to splatter across the top of her chest. The next powerful pulse lands in her cleavage, the wench squealing with delight as your thick, warm seed splashes against her soft mounds. As the last of your seed dribbles down your fingers, you step back, gazing in wonder at her come splattered chest.

  “That was quite a load!” She comments, watching as your thick seed dribbles down between her breasts.

  “Sorry, it’s been a while.” You grin ruefully.

  “No need for apologies my love.” She smiles. “It was my pleasure.”

  “It was certainly mine, as the evidence proves.” You chuckle, helping her back to her feet. She unties her apron and dabs it at her chest, wiping your seed from her skin. You pull your breeches back up and button up your shirt.

  “Well, we ought to return to the tavern.” The wench murmurs, inspecting her plump breasts for any errant droplets of your seed. You nod, fastening your sword belt and heading to the door.

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  You thrust into the wench with renewed vigour, striving to reach your own climax.

  “Yes.” She moans thickly. “Harder, fuck me harder!” You grasp her hips and drive into her with deep, powerful strokes, your balls churning with a need for release.

  “I’m getting close!” You warn her.

  “Come for me, my love.” She purrs. “Fill me with your seed.” Her fingers dig into the flesh of your buttocks and you thrust deeply into her one final time, feeling your balls contract before your whole body jerks as a powerful climax consumes you. You let out a loud groan of blissful release as your cock pulses again and again, erupting deep inside her. You hold her tightly, burying your face into her shoulder and grunting with each wave of pleasure. As your climax wanes, you pull back slightly, focusing on her face. The wench beams back at you, her eyes twinkling at you in the late afternoon sun.

  “Damn, I needed that.” You pant, slipping your cock from her sodden pussy.

  “Me too,” The wench smiles, “Though I reckon to be walking like I’ve been unhorsed for the next three days!” As you pull on your clothes, she slips her breasts back inside the dress and pulls the hem back down to her ankles.

  “I suppose I should return to my crew.” You smile, feeling a little awkward now the moment has passed.

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  As you return through the back door of the tavern, the wench in tow, a loud drunken roar goes up from the men. You smile sheepishly and raise a hand in acknowledgement. The wench blushes, but smiles broadly. Apparently, your passionate rendezvous in the courtyard had not gone unnoticed after all. One of your men slaps you on the back.

  “Well done Captain.” He grins, a gold tooth glinting. “She a bonny lass that one. Was she any good?”

  “It would be ungentlemanly to answer such a question.” You reply.

  “Good job you’re no gentleman then.” He guffaws, pressing a tankard of rum into your hand. You bristle at his impertinence before reflecting that your conduct in the last half hour or so has hardly been exemplary. You shrug and tip the rum down your throat.

  “Go on Captain,” He grins, “What was she like?” You notice the noise level has dropped dramatically and all eyes, including those of the wench, are upon you.

  “A few more tankards of rum might loosen my tongue.” You reply. Another roar goes up and more rum is passed in your direction.

  You ignore the wench’s glowering eyes as you drain tankard after tankard, regaling the tavern with the details to their obvious delight. As you conclude the tale, you tip back your head as you down one more tankard of rum before falling backwards onto the stone floor. Laughter rings out and you lie on your back, the room spinning as you try and fail to get back to your feet. Your eyelids feel heavy and you decide not to fight and slip willingly into drunken oblivion.

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  Your eyes flick open and you quickly close them again as the light of dawn shines through a window to your left. You slowly open them again and take in your surroundings. You find yourself lying in a bed in an unfamiliar room. You lift your head only to drop it back down onto the pillow with a groan, wincing as a splitting headache lances through your temples.

  “I’m never drinking again.” You mutter.

  “That would probably be wise.” A female voice chuckles, her accent West Indian. “But where’s the fun in that?” You glance up to see the gentle curve of a dark skinned back and tumble of thick black hair cascading past her shoulder blades. She stoops and you catch a glimpse of generous buttock cheeks before she pulls a dress up and slides the straps across her shoulders.

  “This is a little embarrassing, but…”

  “You were magnificent.” She replies matter-of-factly.

  “Err, that’s not quite what I... Where am I?”

  “Oh!” She turns towards you. The woman is perhaps thirty years old and quite beautiful. Her dark brown eyes meet yours and she smiles broadly. “You really were drunk weren’t you?!”

  “Guilty as charged ma’am.” You smile, attempting once again to rise from the bed. You find that you are completely naked, your clothes in a pile on the floor. You guess your location a moment before she confirms it.

  “You are in my brothel.” She chuckles. “Your men carried you here from the tavern. Left some coin and asked that I look after you. My name’s Tia and I own this place.”

  “A pleasure.” You reply pulling on your breeches and reaching for your shirt.

  “That’s normally the idea.” She laughs. She studies you for a moment, deep in thought.

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  You head towards the brothel, climbing up from the beach and heading towards the whitewashed two storey timber framed building. The door creaks as you push it open and enter a large room. The décor and furnishings may have once been quite luxurious but the paint is now cracked and peeling, the furniture battered and threadbare. Though the women are for the most part quite attractive, their revealing clothes are somewhat faded and look much repaired. Still, after several weeks at sea, to your eyes they are all veritable goddesses. Most of them are already entertaining men, either giggling at their inane banter before you or shrieking with theatrical delight in the rooms above. One woman of African heritage saunters gracefully towards you, her impressive bust accentuated by the crimson corset she wears. Her smile is broad and her brown eyes sparkle alluringly. She is by some distance the prettiest woman in the room.

  “Greetings Captain.” she smiles, running her fingers through her coarse black hair. Her accent is West Indian. “Welcome to my humble premises.”

  “You own this place?” You ask, raising an eyebrow.

  “I do.” She chuckles. “Is that so surprising?”

  “A little.” You admit.

  “Why, because I am a woman? Black? Young?”

  “Yes,” You grin, “Though I have to say I am pleasantly surprised to find such an enchanting proprietor!”

  “Please Captain,” She laughs, “You have no need for flattery here.”

  “Well, it is offered sincerely in any case.”

  “A gentleman!” She smiles, raising an eyebrow.

  “Is that so surprising?” You grin.

  “Touché.” She chuckles, offering her hand. “Tia.”

  “Pleased to meet you Tia.” You reply, taking her hand and kissing it.

  “And you Captain.” She holds your gaze, chewing her lip thoughtfully for a moment. “I normally have my girls look after the clients, but you are clearly a discerning gentleman and assuming you find me agreeable, I would like to ensure your satisfaction personally.”

  “I would like that.” You smile, your cock already stiffening within your breeches at the thought. “I have a ful
l purse.”

  “I don’t want coin.” Tia smiles. “I value information. Give me something valuable and I would be appreciative.” She runs her slender fingers down your chest. “Very appreciative.”

  You are wary of telling the temptress too much, but can part with a little information

  To hell with caution. You want to enjoy a multitude of pleasures with the beautiful Tia

  “I may have had a Captain of a French vessel confide in me just two days ago.” You tell Tia, lowering your voice conspiratorially.

  “Reluctantly I expect.” Tia smiles.

  “He may have taken a little persuading.” You admit with a wry smile. “He told of a frigate flying the tricolore, laden with gold from the Americas. She is to pass just fifteen leagues south of New Providence in a week, bound for La Rochelle. She will be travelling with an escort and will likely be heavily armed. Too rich for my blood, but perhaps the information is of use to you?”

  “It certainly will be Captain, and is gratefully received.” She smiles broadly, her eyes sparkling. “Now as promised, I shall make good on my end of the bargain.” She takes your hand and leads you across the room towards a staircase on the far side. You receive a few envious glances from the other sailors as you pass. You reach the staircase, your eyes level with Tia’s shapely buttocks as she climbs the stairs. You walk down a narrow hallway with several doors leading off it. As you pass them, you can hear the exaggerated cries of pleasure of women and the deep grunts of men within.

  “My room is at the end.” Tia tells you, glancing over her shoulder at you. As you reach the end, Tia pushes the door open and gestures for you to enter. You step inside and are surprised at the relatively lavish interior. The room is immaculately decorated and appointed with fine furnishings. A large bookcase filled with leather-bound tomes stands against one wall with a wardrobe next to it. The sun shines in through gaps in the wooden shutters over the window, casting long bars of bright sunlight over the luxurious sheets on the broad bed.

  “Very nice.” You comment sincerely.

  “Thank you Captain.” Tia purrs, pushing the door closed behind her. You turn to face her, again struck by her beauty as she saunters towards you. She leans into you, her full lips pressing against yours. After several weeks at sea, the sight and smell of a woman is intoxicating. You kiss her urgently, your cock already swelling in the confines of your breeches. Her hands pull your jacket from your shoulders and deftly unbutton your shirt. Pulling it open, her hands linger on your muscular chest for a moment before sliding down to your waist and unfastening your breeches. She tugs them down, your hardening cock springing free. Tia coos approvingly and pushes you back onto the bed. Her sultry gaze meets your own as she slowly and seductively begins to strip off. Her hands tug at the laces of her corset before she turns around and slowly slides the crimson dress down her body, the smooth dark skin of her back revealed inch by inch. As the dress gathers at her waist, she shimmies her hips and the garment slips down past her generous buttocks. Your cock twitches as she bends down to step out of her dress. She glances over her bare shoulder at you, smiling broadly at you before turning around. You return her smile as you gaze lustfully at her statuesque ebony body. One hand shields her groin while she holds her other arm across her chest. She gazes coyly at you as she approaches the bed and you can feel your pulse racing with excitement. The bed creaks as she climbs onto it, pulling her hands away and finally revealing herself to you. Your eyes eagerly drink in her generous breasts, her swollen nipples dark and inviting against the smooth brown fleshy mounds. Between her legs you can see her puffy labia and a patch of tightly curled pubic hair just above.

  “Beautiful.” You murmur. She smiles, leaning forward and kissing you again, the weight of her breasts pressing into your chest.

  “Well Captain,” She says, breaking the kiss, “What shall we do?”

  Guide your cock inside her

  Ask her to pleasure you with her lips

  You reach down between your bodies and grasp your shaft, pressing it up against her.

  “You don’t waste any time do you Captain?” She chuckles, sitting up and adjusting her position as you guide the tip of your cock to the dewy lips of her slit. She sinks down on you, the corners of her mouth curling into a broad smile as your length slips easily inside her. A groan of pleasure escapes your lips and you reach up, cupping her generous pendulous breasts. She leans forward, allowing you to reach them more easily and lets out a low moan of delight as you tease the engorged buds of her nipples with your thumbs. She begins to bounce up and down, your shaft sliding in and out of her snug pussy.

  “That feels good.” You gasp.

  “I should hope so.” She smiles, gyrating her hips, “I’m a professional after all!” You return her smile, lightly pinching her nipples and making her groan with pleasure. You slide your hands down her flanks and grasp her hips, gripping her tightly as you begin thrust up inside her. Tia straightens, squeezing and clawing at her breasts. Her full lips pout and her breathing is uneven. You can feel your orgasm rising in your loins as she slams herself down on you.

  “I’m getting close.” You warn her.

  “Me too.” She gasps, grinding herself down on you. “Come inside me. Let’s come together.”

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  Pull out and come on her breasts instead

  “I’d sooner come on you.” You grin, gazing pointedly at her beautiful brown breasts. Tia smiles with not even a hint of surprise. It is no doubt far from the first time she has heard that particular request.

  “Whatever you desire Captain.” She breathes before climbing off you, your hard cock slapping wetly against your stomach. She rolls onto her back and you eagerly move to sit astride her. She squirms slightly beneath you and as you wrap your fingers around your cock, it would seem cruel to deny Tia her own pleasure.

  “Touch yourself.” You tell her. She nods and quickly slips a hand down between her thighs, her mouth falling open as she teases her clit. You stroke your cock, your pulse racing as you gaze down at her large breasts, the nipples dark and swollen. Tia comes almost immediately, her eyes closing and biting down on her lower lip. Her body stiffens and she arches beneath you before letting out a series of sharp cries of pleasure as she trembles in ecstasy. As she finally relaxes, her eyes open and she gazes up at you, a blissful smile on her lips.

  “Your turn.” She purrs, pressing her breasts together and presenting them to you. The sight of this beautiful woman bringing herself to her climax already has you on the brink of your own. You stroke your shaft rapidly, your balls aching with a desperate need for release. As Tia’s hands squeeze and knead her breasts, you can hold off no longer. You lean forward, letting out a guttural grunt of release as your cock twitches in your grasp. Creamy white come streaks from the tip, splattering across her cleavage. Tia giggles with delight as your cock continues to spurt, your seed splashing across her breasts. Your hips jerk and you groan with pleasure with every eruption until your climax finally subsides.

  “I needed that.” You smile breathlessly, gazing down at her come splattered chest. The pearly white fluid contrasts with her dark skin as it glistens on her soft mounds.

  “I’ll say!” Tia chuckles as you gingerly climb off her. She sits up and reaches for a cloth, carefully wiping your seed from her body. You both reach for your clothes, Tia pulling on her corset and dress while you pull on your breeches and shirt.

  “It’s been a while.” You grin sheepishly, pulling your jacket back on.

  “It was my pleasure Captain.” She replies before eyeing you curiously for a moment.

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  You nod, gazing up into Tia’s sultry brown eyes. Her eyes are filled with passion and you know she is only moments away. The come boils in your balls and you can hold back no longer. You slam up into her and feel your balls twitch powerfully as your seed surges up your length to erupt deep inside her. She squeals with delight as she feels your warm come gushing within her. She throws
back her head and shrieks loudly as her orgasm rips through her body. She trembles in the throes of ecstasy as you shudder with pleasure beneath her. You reach for her and she allows herself to be taken into your embrace, your bodies hot and sticky as they mould together. You feel her hot, gasping breaths against your cheek as you both quiver with the final weaker waves of your climaxes.

  “Magnificent.” She murmurs.

  “My thoughts precisely.” You pant, your hands sliding from her waist as you relax. She rolls onto her back next to you and you both lie there, silent for a moment as you catch your breath. Finally, Tia sits up, kisses you tenderly on the lips and rises from the bed, pulling her dress and corset back on. You get to your feet casting one last furtive glance at her impressive breasts before they are once again constrained within the corset. You stoop to retrieve your shirt and breeches, pulling them on before reaching for your jacket. Tia, now fully dressed, eyes you thoughtfully for a moment, chewing her lower lip as you pull the jacket on.

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  “You’re a good kisser.” You smile. “I wonder if your lips are as talented elsewhere?” She chuckles sexily and climbs off you.

  “I’ll let you decide for yourself Captain,” She purrs, “Though I expect you to return the favour…” With that, a shapely leg is thrown over your head and you find yourself gazing up at the delicate folds of her moist slit. Your eyes widen in surprise and your mouth follows suit a moment later as you feel the warmth of her mouth envelop the tip of your cock. You groan with pleasure as her lips begin to slide up and down your length. Tia lowers her hips and her pussy is pressed against your face. Her feminine aroma fills your nostrils and you eagerly press your tongue deep inside her glistening furrow. Tia moans around your cock as you begin to lap at her, the taste of her arousal fuelling your own as you grasp her hips and enthusiastically press your face into her folds. Tia for her own part is bobbing her head up and down with increasing vigour while her fingers caress your balls. Her moans of pleasure vibrate around your shaft and as she begins to grind her pussy against your face, you realise she is close to her climax.