The Captain's Good Graces

"Goddess help me!" Darkwater groans as she rolls off of you, your cock slipping out of her with a wet pop.

She lays panting on the bed for a few seconds, judiciously probing her reddened pussy.

"fourteen times," She breaths, "Male, I can confidently say that you are the most amazing lay I have ever had, and I have fucked more men and women then there are stars in the sky."

You pull her close, **** to be back inside her but she pushes you away.

"You're insatiable!" She exclaims with a surprisingly girlish giggle, "I'd love to oblige, but I am sore in ways that I didn't think possible. My poor cunt feels like it's been fucked by an oar and I dare say I'll need to rest up before the next round." She kisses you passionately and presses your head against her ample bosom.

"Besides," She says, her fingers lightly brushing your back, "I need you to save something for the Governess tomorrow. The idea of seeing that petite girl's snatch run through by that oversized cock of yours is nearly as satisfying as being run through myself."

With that she closes her eyes and within moments she falls asleep. Tired as you are it isn't long before the sound of Blackwater's rhythmic breathing lulls you into a deep and dreamless sleep.

You awake the next morning to once again find yourself alone.

With a sigh you heave yourself from the bed and quickly wash away the remnants of last nights love making before making your way onto the deck.

"So the lord finally decides to grace us with his presence?" The bosun says with a hint of mirth in her voice.

"Is the captain about?" You ask.

"Aye, she is," the massive woman responds, "And looking a little worse for wear I might add. What in the seven seas did you do to that poor lass?"

You smile lightly and slap the large pirate hard on the ass, "Perhaps you'll find out one day."

The bosun's eyes widen in shock for a moment and then she bursts out laughing.

"Perhaps I will!" She says laughing so loud that many other pirates stop to stare in wonder at the unexpected outburst.

With that you head up to the Keel where Darkwater is chatting with her first mate.

"Ah, your timing is impeccable," the captain says as she notices you approach, she gestures behind you as two burly looking sailors haul the petite blond Governess onto the deck.

Anna squints in the bright sun but walks with back unbent to where you, the captain, and the first mate are commiserating.

"This will not stand!" Anna says through gritted teeth as the two women **** her to her knees, "I demand..."

Darkwater backhands the smaller woman, causing her head to snap sharply to the side.

"You do not make demands of me," she says in a matter-of-factly.

Then with a wave she turns to you, "Get this over with quickly, it's time this bitch learns her place on my ship."

"As the captain orders," you say, a cruel looking grin spreading across your face as you untie your loincloth and let it fall to the floor

Without a word you pick up the Governess and throw her against the rail of the ship. Her breath comes out in a woosh and she clutches desperately at the wooden rail.

"Wait..." Anna screams as you come up behind her, pressing the head of your cock against her sex.

You probe the young woman a few times to ensure she's properly lubricated before thrusting home. The initial shock of the penetration causes Anna to rise up on her toes in a vain attempt to dislodge the oversized invader.

"You're too deep!" She cries frantically as you relish the vice like warmth of her cunt.

"Shut up whore!" you say through gritted teeth, pulling out slightly before ramming home again. The **** of your **** dislodges her grip on the rail and she folds over the side of the ship, her long blond hair pointing towards the sea.

Her sobs of quickly devolve into strained grunts as the blood rushes to her head, her legs kicking out frantically to either side of you.

You take hold of her hips and pull her up and down the length of your cock like some sort of masterbatory aid until, with an unceremonious moan, you spill your seed inside of her and throw her unceremoniously to the deck.

A bewildered Anna struggles to her feet only to collapse in heap, a thick globule of semen dripping slowly from the folds of her labia and onto her pale thighs.

"What....? She, gingerly touching her womanhood.

Ignoring the dazed girl the Captain turns to you.

"Have you any children?" She asks you unexpectedly?

You shake your head and she nods contemplatively.

"I have a request."