Emmaline takes the most sailors of anyone

"Really, there's no need for you all to be sooo pushy..." Emmaline took another step back from the large crowd of men that had gathered in front of her. With over a dozen sea-worn faces staring back at her, it seemed she had managed to draw the attention of nearly half the crew. Past their looming bodies, Emmaline could see and hear the sounds of the treatment of her friends, Becky's quiet, mumbled moans, the lewd sucking sounds of Fuu's lips **** around a pair of fat cocks, Robin's incessant moaning, and perhaps worst of all, the complete and utter silence of the other three women.

She looked around to try and spot Weston, her friend among the crew members, but couldn't find him amidst the mass of bodies. Quicker eyes might have noticed him a few moments prior, helping carry Liv out of the room, but Emmaline was just left alone and confused. Doubtlessly, her tendency to show off and go all out in the previous tasks had brought this down on her. She was certain a majority of the men here had been waiting for their chance to fuck her ever since she walked onto the ship.

In all honesty, the thought of getting fucked by so many, generally well built and decently handsome men would have been appealing to Emmaline, if it weren't under such a tense circumstance.

Emmaline took another step back and felt her back collide with the wall of the ship. There was no where left to retreat. A pair of men closed the distance with her with swift strides, placing greedy hands on her breasts, massaging and groping them roughly. The course movement caught her top, pulling and stretching the fabric until it was brushed away, falling loosely around her stomach. Another groping hand wove its way between her legs, pressing and rubbing moreso to feel the heat of her most intimate area than to give her any real pleasure.

The strong sensation got to her nevertheless. Emmaline's knees felt weak, she slouched forward, leaning against the man's arm as he worked his palm against her nethers. Her underwear had been lost long ago in a challenge, and provided no dulling to the sensation of the man's hand pressed against her clit. Emmaline let out another moan, her hips bucking involuntarily as she clutched to man's hair arm.

"Damn, she really is as much of a whore as we all thought." a different man said, earning some laughter. Emmaline was both too drunk and too horny to protest. As the man pulled away and she felt the cold sorrow of missing pleasure, she realized that he was right. She really was a whore.

Emmaline started to slouch to the ground, and one of the men joined her, taking her hips with both hands and guiding her forward on top of him as he lay backward on the ground. Emmaline could feel his cock standing erect between her thighs, rubbing against the soft flesh of her alluring legs. With her skirt still covering the act from view, the man reached down and pushed up. A pair of firm hands on her shoulders caused Emmaline to finish sinking down onto his cock.

The man had only just started to move when another came behind Emmaline, pushing her forward until her as was up in the air. He flipped her skirt out of the way to reveal her ass to the group of onlookers and gave her a sharp smack for good measure. Emmaline let out a yelping moan and started to ride the cock in her cunt, rocking forward and back. The man behind her watched for a moment, then stopped her, lowering in a crouch to line his hips up with hers, her slowly pressed his cock against her ass.

"Tell me you want it, whore" he commanded, and Emmaline couldn't help but whine in eager need.

"Please fuck my ass" she moaned. "I neeeeed it-- ohhh!" the man lay forward, pressing his weight down on Emmaline, pinning her between himself and the other man as he thrust his cock inside her. A mewling moan leapt from Emmaline's mouth as she came, only cut off as another man took the opportunity to stuff his cock into her final vacant hole.

The men started to move in tandem, three cocks pumping in and out of Emmaline with every movement. Each time her body was pulled off of one, it was pushed further down on another in an unending torrent of lustful ****. It was far more than she could bare, and Emmaline just let herself go, giving in entirely as waves of unyielding bliss drowned out the rest of her rational mind.