2 comments/ 53551 views/ 10 favorites Pirate Sex Ch. 01 By: glascock ....Waking into the early light of morning, you wonder...Where am I? The slanting rays of sunlight coming from a small window overhead...casting pools of light on the varnished hardwood floor... Man, was I *that* drunk last night? I remember the cozy, crowded waterfront dive bar...The group of Scandinavian sailors that just wouldn't go away... Wait!! I'm on a boat right now!! Struggling upright, you peer out the tiny portlight...all that can be seen, is the wide blue horizon...Not a speck of land to be found. The strong sea air bites into your nostrils, unfamiliar, yet bracing... Just then, the door to your small cabin opens abruptly, and a tall man you dimly recognize from the previous evening enters, deftly locking the passage door behind him. He is well tanned from the sea, dark blond with piercing blue eyes you hadn't noticed before, a strong chin, and a masterful demeanor: "You shall refer to me only as your Captain, which indeed I am", he began in a soft baritone, "and you, my dear, are now the personal property of myself and my crew, to use however we see fit." "Don't look so shocked, young lady...You are now part of an age-old tradition of the sea, particularly on long voyages like this one"... He winked with pleasure, letting this new piece of information out of the bag, "Wilder lasses than yourself have been tamed in this way, even here on my ship." "We shall start with some simple chores on deck, such that the whole crew may witness your...'abilities?" With that final, paused word, he scanned me from head to toe, pausing to gaze into my eyes, my mouth, my breasts, then down my legs...with that expression men have, when they are looking right through your clothes... I suspected there was more in store for me than 'chores', but what could I do but follow instructions, and hope for the best? Without a moment to put myself together, he clamped my whole arm firmly in large hand, and half-marched, half-dragged me into the main cabin, where the whole crew was arrayed to the left and right, in to ragged rows...maybe five or six men on each side, not really sure - Some grinning in anticipation, some smirking, as if this was a familiar ritual, and they knew exactly what was in store for me... Then up a couple steps into the bright sunlight, onto a sort of dining area... with a long, narrow, varnished table surrounded by a U-shaped couch, upholstered in deep green velvet... I now remembered the whole yacht was finished in the same soft, deep color scheme, not that that piece of information was going to help me, now.... "Polish this table!" he barked, tossing a damp, felt cloth my way, as the crew assembled on deck, arms crossed, to delight in my troubles... If I had any thought of jumping overboard to escape, the ring of strong men, shoulder to shoulder, surely would have prevented the attempt! I started to scrub like a good girl, buy was embarrassed to find that my miniskirt, so suitable for enticing the guys at last night's dive bar, was now much too short for working in a bent-over position, and I was sure my thin nylon panties weren't doing much to cover my girl parts...also, straining to reach the far side of the table, my panties would ride up into my ass crack, leaving almost nothing to the imagination, and generating whoops and hollers of appreciation from the assembled crew... every time I would stop working to pull my panties back down over my bare backside, the Captain would intercept my ass cheek with his huge, flat hand, giving me a smack that stung and I'm sure, left a nice red mark in the shape of his outstretched hand - First one side, then the other..."Even spoils, Port and Starboard" he pronounced, to the guffaws of the crew, which I guess meant each cheek was to receive the same punishment. "You're here to clean, Missy, not show off your cute ass!" stated the Captain..."I will have no more of this!" Yet each time I tried to reach the far side of the table, the same thing would happen...My red ass tingling more and more with each strike, I was feeling a strange mixture of pain and excitement, hoping the Captain wouldn't see the wetness starting to show through my panties, because despite the pain of the sting on my cheek, my pussy would tingle with anticipation each time she escaped a direct hit! I finally collapsed in despair on the table, moaning with frustration, only to hear, "What's this?...Our little cabin girl seems to be getting aroused!?" In one quick motion, a pair of strong hands grasped my wrists, pulling me up across the table...Two more pairs of hands grabbed each ankle, pulling me the other way, and spreading my legs unmercifully in the process... "Now, little Miss, we will see just what you're made of!" the Captain bellowed, tearing my wet panties asunder, exposing my sex to all assembled...He tore a cushion from the nearby couch, and as the crew relaxed their grip for a moment, slid his firm hand under my belly, raising me up in the middle and slipping the cushion under my hips, so that my ass and pussy was even more exposed - As the crew started to chuckle, familiar with this routine, the Captain said, "We're going to get to know you very well now, my Dear", and with that, knelt between my spread-eagled thighs and placed his tongue on the nub of my aroused clitoris...dancing a little from left to right, he worked his way up my slit, ever so slowly, 'till he reached the upper end of my hole - but he didn't stop there - his evil tongue continued its circular dance, 'till he was rimming my little asshole! I let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure, as he tongue stabbed my starfish, only to finish with a big smacker of a kiss, pulling away to the applause of the crew... My mind was a scramble trying to figure out what might come next...but another crewman quickly slipped into the captain's seat, and proceeded to apply his tongue in much the same fashion - Unlike the freshly shaven chin of the captain, I could feel his stubble softly grazing my thighs and outer lips, as he plumbed my depths hungrily. I was slow to realize, that it was going to be my fate to be introduced in this way to the entire crew, but my smarter pussy started its slow buildup to orgasm, since it was evident that there were plenty more tongues waiting to taste and explore me, than I had ever imagined having before; Each one had its own rhythm, texture, and speed: Some rough, some ever so teasingly slow.... After the first Four or Five, I could no longer contain myself, and came hard into the mouth of crewman Six, who lapped up my juices with delight; Crewman Eight got another mouthful, as I shuddered hard into the cushion beneath me; and I gave crewman Ten my first squirting Orgasm, as his tongue nestled against my overwrought clit for the umpteenth time - I don't remember much of what happened after that, though dimly aware of being carried, by many strong arms, down to my cabin, to toss and turn in Memory's delirium, till evening. I was awakened, towards evening, by the smell of lemon grass and Galangal, simmering away in a large iron pot in the galley... evidently the crew on this yacht had gourmet tastes in food as well as women...My pussy tingled as I crept into the main salon, and was greeted by a platter of fresh seafood, poached in the aforementioned broth...The fainter aroma of fresh-baked baguette came to my nostrils as I was served a long, warm bread roll, as well. Taking a seat beside me, the cook confided, "You must understand the rules of the Sea, and of this Yacht: The Captain deserves the first share of any spoils, and today, you're It" he grinned, returning to his kettle: I was left to ponder exactly what that meant, as I finished my repast, but it wouldn't be long, before I realized - Dessert was on me - or, more accurately, dessert *was* me. As the spectators again assembled, the Captain appeared, naked to the waist, dressed only in white muslin trousers, which clearly had no lining: I could see the outline and shadow of his member clearly through the thin fabric, growing and swelling before my eyes as he gazed upon my delicate curves. A few velvet cushions were placed on the floor, and I was guided down to all fours, as several hands removed what little I had been wearing: The Captain announced, "I shall now take you Pirate-style, as there are no Missionaries among us!" to the merriment of the crew - He knelt behind me, reaching under my belly to caress my stiffening nipples with both of his strong, large hands... and I couldn't but wonder what other parts of his anatomy, might be in proportion to them. I could feel his hardness through the soft muslin, making my pussy pout a little, and my sweet aroma start to fill the room... I couldn't help starting to sway back and forth a little, he matched my motions and began guiding them - so I closed my eyes, descending down into the bliss of being fully taken, as His engorged cockhead found my lower lips: He massaged my labia for what seemed like an eternity, until my thirsty pussy literally sucked him inside, begging for his length... This was a longer, thicker cock than I ever remembered taking, but I was so wet for Him it seemed effortless, as though I could ride Him for Eternity: Wave after wave of shuddering Orgasm swept over me, my pussy becoming one with His magnificent cock, 'till I started to reach for the Big One - but then noticed, he was drawing His cock away from me - I couldn't push back far enough, to take His length - and then became aware, of his large slick thumb, tracing lazy circles around the perimeter of my asshole, teasing her into opening just a little bit...how enticingly nasty He was! As He toyed with my sweet ass, I realized: He was keeping rhythm together with both His cock and thumb, and if I was to get more cock in my needy pussy...I had to take a matching amount of thumb in my little ass! Evil pirate that he was, He made the job easier by aiming a dollop of saliva squarely onto my asshole, working it inside me with His rotating thumb, as I slid squarely back on to His cock, having earned my reward... As He continued to fuck me with both cock and thumb, for what seemed like forever, my ass warmed to receive Him, and between moans of pleasure I whispered, "Take my anal virginity! I want to feel you deep in my hot ass so badly!" Deftly, as with one motion, He removed His thumb, and I could feel His hot cockhead French-kissing my anus: Two forefingers now straddled my clit, and he worked them alongside my clithood, with each gentle press of His cock. Another well-aimed dollop of spit landed in my ass crack, and slid slowly down towards my rectum: Men are so Nasty - (but in a really good way)...No woman would do that so naturally, for sure! My now well-lubed anus opened to take Him, and it was a feeling like no other: Full, full as can be of Man-shaft, yet wanting more...skin gripping skin tightly, in an entirely new way...why hadn't I been brave enough to try this before? The answer came immediately: No man before had the Manliness and command of This Man, no man before was worthy of this most intimate treasure: He took me completely, and when I felt I could come no more, His thrusting became more urgent: I squeezed His cock with my ass for all I was worth, and He let out a deep growl like a lion, squirting his hot come into my rear in wave after wave of passion, the delicious friction between us, now lessening with the additional lubrication of His essence....Sliding my knees down the cushion, He lowered Himself on top of me, tucking my hair from my ear and whispering, "You are Divine, my little cabingirl" I fell asleep where I lay, my well-fucked and spanked ass exposed for all to see, like a victor's stained battle-flag: I had been fucked like never before, and dreamt untroubled, well-loved dreams the entire night. Pirate Sex Ch. 02 .....I awoke to find the tropical sun high in the sky, must nave been close to noon, I thought....I must have slept for fifteen hours! My crotch radiated a warm soreness, reminding me if the royal fucking I had received last evening. Putting on my wrinkled sundress, I was drawn to enticing smells from the galley; I limped into the main salon, and sat in a corner of the plush velvet settee....Placing a plate of French-style breakfast before me, the cook grinned, "I'm brewing fresh espresso, want some?" "Ummm, yes..." I blushed, remembering the spectacle he must have witnessed last evening - reflexively drawing my knees together in embarrassment, which only served to send another tingle through my groin - "Coming right up, missy!" he sang..."Quite a show you put on last night! You managed to get the entire crew worked up with your wanton moaning...As I'm sure you will discover, this afternoon!" "What do you mean?" ... I whispered, hoping no-one was nearby..."What's going to happen to me?" "Sworn to secrecy, missy....Code of the Sea, you know!" said the cook..."Besides, we never know exactly what our Captain has in store....He's a very inventive fellow!" ....Having just had direct experience of this creativity last evening, I could only agree....My reminisces were interrupted my a commotion on deck, the sound of men grunting and winches clattering, when the Captain barked, "Bring her on deck!" Thankfully, I had just finished my plate and coffee, when two dark crew-members half guided, half carried me up through the companionway, lifting me onto the polished table I became so intimate with, was it only yesterday? The winches ratcheted again, and the sailors strong-armed my wrists together, while another quickly bound them with several turns of rope, leaving the end to loop down across the deck, leading who knows where... "Are you ready for your reward, men?!" bellowed the Captain to the assembled circle of half-naked crew, who gave a rousing cheer, their whoops and hollers indicating that they well approved my last night's performance... "String her up, for all to see!" he ordered, and the winches rattled again...To my horror, the end of the line bound to my wrists starts to snake away along the deck....as I followed it with my eyes...a tremble ran through me to find that it ran up the mast, and then to a boom over my head....The ratcheting continued, the line vanishing into some dark place, as the length between my hands and the overhead boom became shorter and shorter... After an extasy of waiting, the line grew taut, slowly forcing my arms overhead, exposing my reddened little pussy as it drew higher and higher...I yelped as the line drew tight, forcing me onto my tiptoes - mercifully, it stopped just then, and a crew member approached with a stout beam of varnished mahogany, round, but with two grooves surrounding a large notch cut into each end...before I could ponder what this beam might be for, several crew came forward, obviously practiced in its use...an unshaven, blond crewman roughly dragged one of my bare feet into the air, holding the ankle into firmly in the notch, while another deftly bound it into position with a smaller, soft rope, using the grooves to hold it in place...That ankle was now dragged over to the side of the table, while the other one received the same attention... I felt trussed like a turkey, legs spread and secured wide apart, the gentle breeze wafting across my red, exposed pussy, showing just beneath my lifted skirt...The crew clapped in appreciation, than grew silent - awaiting the Captain's next command - "Bring out the Cards!" he snapped, and an old, tattered deck of playing cards was placed lovingly on to the table between my legs... "We have a tradition here", said He, looking up along my taut body, merriment showing in His eyes, "and I shall explain it to you"..."The spoils of our adventures are shared fair and equal", (which in the present case means you, missy) He winked, "Except of course, that I get first pickings...Agreed?" The crew roared their approval, and began to form a line facing my exposed crotch..."Pick your card, my hearties!" He commanded, then more quietly, for my benefit... "This is the best card game ever developed"..."unique to this fine vessel"..."Each crewman pulls a card from the top of the deck: Those that receive a Diamond, get to pleasure themselves with your cute little mouth, those that draw a Heart, shall have the soft delight of your tender pussy, and those that draw the black Spade, get to take your beautiful little ass, much as I did last evening", He twinkled with the memory... "Last of all, those that draw a Club, can pick which of your delicious holes they want to enjoy, at will!" "Of course, those with the lowest number, go first!" The crew roared again, knowing well the rules of the game, and anxious to begin, shunting from one foot to another in anticipation. "Steady, now, my Lads!" barked the Captain, "Slow and steady now!"..."Give her your best greeting, as you take your card!" One by one, the crew knelt before me, placing strong, rough hands on my thighs, and drawing my hips close, gave my swollen pussy a long, slow lick, before pulling away and drawing the top card from the deck, their place immediately taken by the next sailor....Some drew me extra close, sinking their tongue deep into my little ass before drawing it up through my swollen cleft, some lingering to one side and another of my clit hood, causing my pearly clit-button to peek out for more attention... After the first few men, I was shaking again, bridled on tiptoe...If my hands weren't tightly drawn overhead, I surely would have collapsed...The line of men wasn't getting any shorter, and my pussy was realizing this was going to last for hours...I started coming quick and hard, as each new tongue found my love-button, sending dribbles of my sweet juice into each hungry mouth, for what seemed like forever...falling into a trance-like state, as the waves of orgasm washed over me, I was roused from my bliss by the grip of many strong hands, as I felt the rope releasing from above... Good thing they were holding be tight, as I couldn't have stood unsupported for a moment - They drew me to one side, as a swarthy, grinning crewman laid his back on the table, hie thick erection straining towards me...The group of men lowered me down like a rag doll onto his stiff cock, which slid easily into my soaked pussy, and I relaxed onto his muscular form...Only to have a tall, Swedish-looking sailor grab my hair in his fist, pulling my head up and back in one motion, as he guided his veined, purple cock to my lips...Sliding his cockhead from side to side across my lips, waiting for an invitation, I could taste his precum salty like the Sea...I opened my mouth to gasp, and, well, that was all the permission he needed, slipping his thick cock down into my throat...I was being taken rhythmically from both ends, held down and used like a little fucktoy, for as long as these men wished... Oh Holy Fuck!! ..-.. Tensing all along my spine, I felt another swollen cockhead press against my tender asshole, moving in balance with the other two cocks, sawing me into bliss...after several teasing strokes like this, he retracted for a moment, and a warm ball of saliva trickled into my gaping butthole, followed my his glowing cock... I sighed with total release, surrendering into the flesh surrounding me from all sides, the deepest orgasm possible building slowly in my womb, and radiating outward like a ball of fire, as the two massive cocks probed my depths in unison like a pair of trained dolphins, counterbalanced by the thick,veined cock sliding through my lips, monitoring each of my exhalations, to test the willingness of my silky throat to take him deeper and deeper... Like a Tsunami, I felt my sensations draw slowly into my core, still aware of the three cocks using me like a sexdoll... When the unmistakable glow began to rise in my belly...spreading outward... then, little contractions, at first, of both my ass and pussy, squeezing both my lover's cocks simultaneously..causing them both to move up tempo, then convulsions becoming stronger and faster, as we all tumbled towards a massive orgasm...I started to clench and buck, driving the men into a frenzy, driving all their cocks into me to the hilt, balls slapping against my cheeks and chin...Rolling waves of release swept through me, and as I came, fiercely clenching with all my holes, the man beneath me erupted into my pussy, his hot sperm dripping down onto my engorged clit, bathing her in his slippery warmth... The Swede grabbed my hair with both hands, grunting loudly, as his balls contracted sharply, and he sent wave after wave of come straight down my throat...I gagged a little, sending rivers of cum out the corners of my mouth, trickling down my chin to land on the polished table in little glistening pools... ....Soon, my body sensations coalesced around my sensitive ass... I was working my little sphincter for all she was worth, chasing that final, enveloping O that my sweet ring of muscle was craving...Feeling this extra stimulation, he let out along roar, buried his cock completely in my ass, and I came Hard and Sharp, clenching his manhood as I felt gallons of cum pour into my ass, the sweet slipperiness of his come medicating and soothing my well-fucked asshole, as she relaxed into afterglow, oozing our mingled love-juices from every hole...