Lust of the Pirates

by Callista Hawkes

  “Magnificent.” Gabriela smiles, globs of your thick creamy come clinging to her chin and her chest heaving as she catches her breath. “I haven’t climaxed like that for some time.” She reaches up and collects the errant drops of come on her face and gazes deeply into her husband’s eyes as she sucks your seed from her fingers.

  “I love you.” Alvarez smiles down at her.

  “I love you too.” She replies. Your eyes widen, realising that perhaps Alvarez is not quite a pious as his earlier performance at the dinner table would have suggested. Sensing your role as at an end, you quickly dress and turn to leave, pausing at the door and watching amazed as Alvarez draws Gabriela into his arms and kisses her passionately. You allow yourself a wry grin and close the door behind you, hurrying down the hall towards your own room.

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  “Your hand.” You gasp, her fingers feeling divine as she caresses your balls. She nods and eagerly takes over from you, her fingers wrapping around your thick shaft. You groan, bringing a lascivious smile to her lips as she pumps it with slow, deliberate strokes.

  “You like that?” She asks, her voice quivering each time her husband slams into her. You nod, the ache that had been building giving way to pleasure as she enthusiastically strokes you. She chuckles sexily, glancing up at Alvarez who is glistening with perspiration as he rams his cock into her again and again. His eyes are wild with lust, his earlier reservations and fears of eternal damnation apparently forgotten. You can feel the pressure building in your balls as Gabriela’s hand continues to stroke your cock, her fingers twisting around your shaft.

  “Damn, that feels good.” You grunt, glancing at Alvarez. “You’re a lucky man señor.” He flashes you a smile before turning his attention back to his wife and continuing to pound into her. Gabriela reaches down with her free hand and begins to rub furiously at her clit. The sight of this sensual woman on heat seems to drive both of you on, Alvarez’s fingers digging into her flesh as he grips her hips tightly. You can feel the pressure building to a crescendo, groaning with frustration when her hand pauses on your straining length. Gabriela stiffens, arching her back and letting out a shrill cry of ecstasy. Her eyes roll back and she smiles with pure bliss, her whole body trembling as her climax sweeps through her. Alvarez can take no more and he too stiffens, slamming into her one last time before roaring with release as he erupts inside her.

  “Yes, yes, yes!” She moans thickly as the two of them jerk in the throes of passion. Her hand still static on your aching cock you wrench it from her grasp and take it in your own hand, vigorously pumping it, desperate to join them with your own climax.

  Come on Gabriela’s face

  Erupt all over her breasts

  You can feel the come boiling in your balls and cannot hold back any longer. You lurch forward, the tip of your cock hovering above Gabriela’s face. Her expression is one of blissful satisfaction and it is only when you grunt with release that her eyes focus on your throbbing shaft poised just above her. Your cock twitches in your hand as the first pulse of your seed erupts from the straining head to splash across her surprised features. You let out a long groan of pleasure, continuing to pump your shaft as spurt after spurt streaks from the bulbous tip. Your thick, creamy seed splatters across her cheeks and nose, some landing in the thick mane of long dark hair.

  “My God!” You hear Alvarez gasp in horror. Gabriela however is far from offended, smiling with glee before opening her mouth wide to catch the last of your essence. You aim the last couple of eruptions into her open mouth and then lean forward, guiding the tip between her come covered lips.

  “Thank you my dear.” You smile, as she sucks greedily on it, swirling her tongue around the bulbous head and licking it clean. “Cleanliness is next to Godliness after all.”

  “You may be a man of the cloth, but you are far from Godly.” Alvarez growls reproachfully as you pull your cock from his wife’s mouth.

  “Silence husband.” Gabriela snaps. “Do not be a hypocrite. You have just willingly shared your wife with another man.” He falls silent, glowering at her.

  “I should go.” You murmur, quickly reaching for your clothes and pulling them on. The air thick with tension, you swiftly cross the room and slip out into the hall, closing the door behind you before hurrying towards your own room.

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  You can feel the pressure quickly building to the point of no return. You lurch forward, aiming the tip at her perfect, olive skinned breasts. Gabriela relaxes as her climax subsides, her eyes widening as she glances at you.

  “Yes,” She smiles, her brown eyes burning with excitement, “Shower me with your seed.” At this point, you no longer need her encouragement, your balls tightening before pumping their contents up your shaft. She squeals with delight as thick ropes of your come streak across her chest, leaving long white stripes across her soft, fleshy mounds. You grunt with each powerful spurt, revelling in both the sensation of your climax and the thrill of defiling her breasts while her husband watches. Gabriela gazes down at her come splattered curves before glancing up at her husband, a broad smile on her face.

  “Look at what he’s done to me.” She purrs.

  “Puta.” He tells her breathlessly, though without any venom.

  “Yes, yes I am.” She replies shamelessly, massaging your come into her breasts before grinning up at him. “But I am your whore.” He returns her smile, slipping from her pussy and pulling her to him. They kiss long and passionately. Feeling that your part is done, you quickly pull your clothes back on and slip from the room, closing the door silently behind you.

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  You return to your own room, resisting the urge to sleep after your recent exertions. Waiting until the dead of night, you creep quietly from your room. A candle flickering in your grasp, you stalk silently down the hallway and return to the dining room. You sweep the modest light from the candle about, the shadows shifting as you approach the cabinet. Finding it locked, you stoop to examine the key hole. Difficult to pick, but not impossible given time. You pull out a small piece of wire and twist it into shape before guiding it towards the aperture.

  “Is this what you seek?” A voice whispers in the dark behind you. You start and twist around, the candlelight illuminating Gabriela’s smiling face. She holds out a small brass key.

  “It is.” You reply, taking it from her and opening the cabinet. You rummage through the contents before pulling the folded map from within and slipping it inside your gown. “You knew?”

  “Of course I knew.” She chuckles. “My husband may be an idiot, but I am not. You may look the part, but your words and actions are far from Godly. Not that I minded. That was quite a performance earlier.”

  “You weren’t so bad yourself.” You grin, closing the cabinet door, locking it and returning the key. “Your husband is a lucky man.”

  “That will hopefully be a comfort when he finds his Mayan treasure map is missing.” She replies.

  “Thank you.” You tell her, leaning towards her and giving her a chaste kiss on the lips. She responds with far more passion, her tongue darting between your lips. You finally break the kiss and without another word, hurry from the room and slip out of the fort, disappearing into the night.

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  A few days later, the Nemesis drops anchor at Nassau. Tia welcomes you warmly as you enter her brothel and you follow her up to her room. You slip the map from inside your jacket and pass it to her.

  “Excellent.” She beams, eagerly taking it from you. “I trust it was not too much trouble.”

  “No trouble at all.” You reply, Gabriela’s face, her alluring smile and sultry gaze flashing through your mind. Tia opens the map and studies the ancient parchment. The inky marks detail a section of coastline and a cleft between two jagged cliff faces. The cliffs flank a meandering stream inland. A dotted line indicates a route along the stream before finishing halfway up the face of the rocky valley to what appears to be a narrow opening in the cliff
face.

  “A step closer to our goal.” Tia murmurs. “You have done well Captain. You have my thanks. I knew you were the most capable of the Captains in Nassau.”

  “Not much of a compliment given my competition.” You smile.

  “You are too modest.” She smiles, before folding up the map and slipping it inside her cupboard. As she closes it, she glances back at you. “So what next?”

  If you already have the island location and the key stone, press here

  If you still require the island location, press here

  If you still require the key stone, press here

  Your cock aches with need and you eagerly guide it between Gabriela’s legs, pressing the tip to her juicy slit. You slip easily inside her, sinking deeply into her well lubricated hole.

  “Yes!” She moans, her sultry brown eyes meeting yours. “There is no substitute for the feeling of a thick cock inside me.” You lean forward, pressing your lips against hers and enjoying the warmth of her firm breasts crushed against your chest. She kisses you hungrily, her tongue fencing with yours as her legs wrap around your thighs, pulling you in deeper. You quickly find a rhythm, thrusting into her and enjoying her little sighs of pleasure each time you drive deeply inside her.

  After a few minutes, she rolls you onto your back, her lithe and supple body unfolding and sitting astride you without your cock ever slipping from her. She smiles down at you and begins to gyrate her hips, your cock plunging deeply inside her as she bounces up and down on your lap. You reach up, caressing her firm breasts and pinching at her swollen nipples. Gabriela moans with pleasure and pulls your head towards her chest, her fingers running through your hair as you suck one nipple and then the other. Your excitement is building and you can already feel the tell-tale signs of the pressure building in your balls. She releases your head from her chest before abruptly climbing off you. You gaze up at her quizzically.

  “You’re close.” She shrugs. “Much as I’d enjoy feeling you climax inside me, I dare not risk your seed in my belly.” She stands at the foot of the bed and leans forward, her lips hovering just above your cock. “That’s not to say I’ll leave you frustrated.” She smiles before engulfing the bulbous head of your cock. You groan, enjoying the delicious warmth of her lips as they slide down your length. As she begins to bob her head up and down, you notice her wiggle her hips invitingly. Her husband, who you had all but forgotten, stands by the bed self-consciously stroking his cock. His face is one of shock and bemusement, but even he is not going to pass up such an overt invitation. He steps behind her and grunts as he slams his cock inside her. Her moans of pleasure vibrate pleasantly around your cock as he quickly finds a rhythm. His tempo seems to encourage Gabriela, who slurps and sucks on your shaft with wild abandon. You teeter on the edge of your climax and as Alvarez bellows with release as he explodes inside her, you can hold back no longer. Your hands grip the sheets as your whole body tenses up, your cock expanding in her mouth before you too explode. Gabriela mews with pleasure as she takes the two loads simultaneously, her mouth and pussy quickly filled with come. Her talented lips suck each spurt from you until you feel as though she is drawing your very soul through your cock. Finally when she is satisfied that she has every last drop, she lewdly gulps it down, before flashing you a contented smile. Alvarez withdraws from her and staggers back a couple of steps.

  “Magnificent.” She purrs, standing up. Suddenly feeling a little self-conscious, splayed naked across her bed, you get to your feet and hurriedly dress before taking your leave, your role complete. As you turn to leave, you catch a moment of warmth and affection between Alvarez and his wife as he smiles awkwardly at her and she returns his smile, her eyes full of love for him. As you close the door behind him and make your way back to your room, you are suddenly struck with the thought that perhaps his protestations are but an act and you are not the first to be invited to join them in their marital bed…

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  “What favour do you require before you enlighten me as to the island’s location?” You ask Tia wearily.

  “A little job that is precisely your area of expertise.” She purrs, stepping closer to you. “I have recently discovered that the Governor of Jamaica’s daughter has set sail from England to join her father. You are to intercept her ship and bring her to me. I will ransom her off to her father for a tidy sum and will even cut you in for a share.”

  “That’s very kind of you.” You reply sarcastically. Tia ignores your comment and moves over to the window, gazing down at the street below. The raucous shouts of drunken sailors fills the air.

  “One more thing Captain.” Tia tells you. “The Governor’s daughter is said to be quite beautiful. The ransom value would drop sharply if she was returned to her father… soiled.”

  “You have my word that she will be under my personal protection.” You tell Tia.

  “Good.” Tia replies, turning back to you. She proceeds to tell you the route the ship will take and you hurry back towards the Nemesis.

  “Make ready to sail Mr Sykes.” You shout from behind the wheel on the quarterdeck. “We shall bear south east and intercept our prey as she passes between Cuba and Haiti.”

  “Aye Captain.” Sykes booms. “Be quick about it you dogs!” He shouts down at the deck below. The crew scurry about, a little disgruntled to be setting sail again so soon.

  “Clear all moorings!” You shout down at Anne Bonny, her long red hair billowing in the breeze. She nods and snarls at a couple of crewmen who quickly obey.

  “They all trust you Captain,” Sykes murmurs discretely, “But there’s talk of this being a fool’s errand, searching for mythical Mayan treasure.”

  “No venture is without risk,” You admit, “Though we will also earn a cut of the ransom for Miss Waterfield, so we shall not be labouring without reward.”

  “Aye Captain.” Sykes replies, clearly far from convinced.

  A few days later, you arrive at the destination. The skies are clear and you study the horizon though your spyglass, searching for sails. As you wait, you hear a few murmurs of discontent from the men, but as the afternoon wears on, you spot a shape on the horizon.

  “There she is!” You grin, collapsing the spyglass and slipping it into your pocket. “Set a course to intercept her.” You tell Sykes, gazing across the calm seas towards your quarry. Tia had told you that the vessel was a merchant ship with very little cannon. As she nears, you see the information was correct. However, gun ports are opened in readiness as she draws close.

  “A warning shot Captain, or shall we give her a bloodied nose?” Sykes grins, the mood of the crew noticeably more upbeat now the opportunity for plunder has arisen. You would normally suggest a few shots into her flanks would suggest you are not to be trifled with, but you don’t want to damage her precious cargo either.

  Fire a warning shot

  Open fire on the ship and take out her cannon

  “Fire!” You roar. The cannons boom one after the other, smoke pouring from the muzzles as cannonballs tear through your quarry’s timber hull. Screams of terror and agony fill the air. The smoke clears to reveal the shattered carnage of the vessel’s starboard side, the hull splintered and smashed.

  “That’ll show ‘em we’re not to be trifled with.” Sykes grins. You nod and spot the opposing Captain surveying the damage.

  “Surrender Captain!” You shout across. “There’s no need for any further unpleasantness. We just want your cargo, that is all.” At that moment there is a crack and something explodes on deck in a blinding light. As your vision recovers, you see the ship is ablaze. Flames lick at the sails before they too ignite. Men dive from the vessel before they too are consumed. You hear a high pitched scream of terror and spot a young dark haired woman on deck, trapped behind a wall of fire.

  “That’s her!” You shout.

  “She’s lost Captain.” Sykes tells you with a grimace. “We dare not draw closer lest we are set ablaze too!”

  It’s too da
ngerous. Leave her to her fate

  Move the ship closer and attempt to rescue her

  “We must make an attempt.” You tell Sykes. “Bring us closer.”

  “Captain…” He replies.

  “Do it!” You snap.

  “Aye.” He replies doubtfully, his shoulders slumping as if you have just signed his death warrant. Your men throw grappling hooks over and slowly pull you closer to the blazing vessel. You hear an awful creak as the main mast gives way. Your heart is in your mouth as you wait to see which way it will topple.

  “No!” You hear Sykes exclaim as the flaming sails and rigging begin to tumble down. You breathe a sigh of relief as you realise the mast is falling away from you, the blackened timber crashing into the remains of the deck and down into the water. The whole vessel is rocked from the impact and you watch the woman thrown to the deck, screaming in terror. You have no time to lose and jump onto the edge of the deck, pulling out your cutlass and cutting one of the sail ropes. You swing across the gap, the sea between the two vessels churning beneath you. You land on the deck and can feel the heat from the flames as you try to reach the stranded girl. There is a narrow gap beneath a splintered section of mizzen mast, the remnants of sail and rigging still burning above it. You stoop and slide underneath, the acrid smell of the smoke filling your nostrils. The brunette is backed up against the far edge of the deck, her chestnut brown eyes wide with fright.

  “Come on!” You shout to her. “This way, before we both burn.”

  “I’m not going anywhere with you, pirate.” She snaps back.

  “Then I hope you’re a good swimmer. We must be twenty miles from land.”