Ipellie and Kireama

Just before dawn a single bell’s clang awoke Noah. His bunk was empty, Hitty having left him with a sweet smile and a final kiss the previous night, but he still could feel her warm skin and quiet voice in the air somehow.

Standing, he told himself to keep his feelings in check, that he was there for a ride and to do a job and that was it. A fairly amazing job, but a job nonetheless.

The night watch was a rotation of two crew in charge of the boat while it was anchored. With dawn just beginning, the morning would start with breakfast for most of the crew to take advantage of as much of the daylight as possible.

Noah relieved himself in his cabin, then dumped the privy pot over the side as he had been instructed to and cleaned it - an unpleasant but necessary task for a man who normally was quite removed from that sort of labour. He then moved over to the other side of the boat to clean and refill the washbasin he had in his room. Shirisha, the mountain tribeswoman with the shaved head, nodded at him but he wasn’t sure if it was simply a good morning or approval of his fastidiousness.

As he stood at the railing, a loud splash caught his attention. He could see ripples in the water a dozen paces away where a large fish had jumped out of the river. Well beyond the ripples, he could see a long shape swimming mostly submerged upriver, in the dim pre-dawn light it appeared to be longer than a man. As he watched, it stopped, and he could swear the creature had turned its head and was now looking at him too, the head barely poking above the water.

A seal? There were big ones in the river, and the way it remained still made him doubt it was a fish. His eyes were getting used to the dawn’s light, but the shape apparently got tired of the staring contest and slipped down into the river in the blink of an eye. With a chuckle, Noah waited but the creature did not resurface.

“Something funny, steward?” Shirisha was not the most personable of crewmates, but her gruff question was seemingly just curiosity.

Noah smiled at her stony expression, “Not funny I guess, but there was a large… something swimming in the river. I was trying to get a better look at it but it was watching me back, then it dove away I guess.”

The woman scanned the river and said, “Could be a river wolf, but the seals are more curious about boats. The wolves ignore people.”

“What is a river wolf? I know what seals look like, although the captain says the ones in the river are quite large.”

“You know the orcas, the black and white whales in the sea?” Noah nodded, “The river wolves are the same, but half the size, like the dolphins down south. They have more grey instead of black, but they live in the Radisson and the great lake. They can kill a man to eat him, so no swimming, but it's rare. The seals will kill a man for food, but for fun too.”

“I was warned about not swimming in the deep water, and I certainly won’t!” he said earnestly. She grunted in agreement and left.

He rather hoped to see a river wolf, or the great seals, at some point, but definitely from the safety of the boat. Regardless, he was hungry and the morning meal wouldn’t be the sort of leisurely breakfast he enjoyed while on a vacation cruise back home.

The Nawyet was separated below into 3 sections. His quarters, along with the officer's room and captain’s quarters, were at the stern, or rear, and were partly below and partly above the deck. The middle of the boat was mostly a cargo hold, accessible through a large hatch in the center, and the crew quarters were at the bow. A small hatch at the front of the boat led to a steep set of stairs, practically a ladder, and this was where the crew slept and ate. All 11 women had their own hammocks, a few veterans with a bit of extra room, but the space was naturally tight.

Noah ducked into the hatch and entered the passageway that led between the galley and food storage and the crew’s area. Half of the women were breaking their fast, while a few others relaxed at their hammocks and sea chests.

As soon as Noah entered a loud cheer went up. He paused and winced, but had to laugh at the women whistling and clapping at him. Hitty was at the table, hiding her eyes with a hand while her mates jostled her good-naturedly.

“By the sounds of it, the steward did his duty, neh Hitty?” Macha called out, laughing. The young woman shot him a quick, embarrassed look, but she couldn’t help but smile as the crowd laughed and a few theatrically moaned.

“He did,” Amaruq walked up and clapped Noah on his shoulder, “so let’s be grateful to our newest crewmate and let him work without teasing like schoolgirls. You all enjoy the privilege of a steward on board, it is an important job on a boat - a sacred one - and Noah, we thank you for your efforts.”

Having said that, Amaruq gestured to the cook Fatima, who handed Noah a plate of hot bacon and biscuits while the women at the crowded table gratefully made space for the man. His face was still burning red, but the camaraderie more than eased the embarrassment.

His day passed slowly. Noah enjoyed watching the crew, but you could only watch other people working so long before you started to feel silly. He insisted on helping with the lunch, so Fatima reluctantly let him take the trays of food to the crew on deck, to their clear enjoyment. He also did some work in his notebook, rechecking some translations from old texts and finding some errors he had made when he was first learning the ancient language.

Beyond that, it was just waiting for the evening, when he had already informed the crew he intended to entertain two of the crew.

The boat was anchored after dusk, later than they would have hoped again as the wind was light according to Hannah. After the evening meal, he pulled up a bucket of water and washed his upper body nervously while a few of the crew just so happened to walk by several times, watching admiringly. No pressure.

Noah was ready for the knock this time, and instead of saying something dumb he simply opened the door.

Ipellie grinned at him. She was in many ways similar to Hitty - a Kuniq woman less than a year older, she had the same black hair although hers was longer and braided down her back. Ipellie had the same light brown skin and dark brown eyes and was similarly a few inches shorter than Noah was.

The similarities mostly ended there - where Hitty was shy and on the slender side Ipellie was broader, more muscular, and much more outgoing. Her simple grey tunic was half undone, showing a great deal of cleavage - quite deliberately Noah was certain - and she cheerfully said, “Hello! I’m here to get poked, have any spare hard cocks around here?”

**** back a laugh, Noah said, “Come on in, I think I know a guy who can help you with that.” The woman entered, brushing past him with a wink. He had her sit on the bed, while he sat on the chair. The narrow room meant their knees were almost touching, but Noah felt it was good to talk beforehand, although Ipellie had certainly not struck him as uncertain at any point.

“I’m very glad to be able to meet with you like this Ipellie. You’re a lovely young woman and you made me feel right at home from the time I arrived at the dock. Uh, is there anything special you were looking for? I know the crew said the virgins were going first but…”

“Nothing special I don’t think, no! I still can’t believe when I saw you on the dock you were looking for the Nawyet! I was ready to promise you a fortune for a kiss when I saw you, you’re dead attractive and way better looking than most any man I’ve spoken to. And then you go and make Hitty all cock-crazy, spirits above she got back to her bunk like she was drunk! I’m a virgin in that I’ve never been with a man, so I did stop at the shrine and make a prayer to Akna, just in case, but I don’t think I’m in my moon cycle to get a baby. Still, I get to tell everyone back home I laid the cutest boy between the Ice Islands and Agassiz, so that’s something, ney?”

He had to chuckle at her compliment, “Well thank you. What do you have in mind? I’m rather new at this, so…” He trailed off as Ipellie sat up straight to pull off her top. Her shoulders were nicely muscled, and while she wasn’t as slim as some of the other women on board her heavy breasts jiggled hypnotically.

She grinned again, then said, “Hitty didn’t give specifics, no matter how much we asked, but she did say you were so big she had to go slow. So how about you show me, I’m dying to see it! And jump on it, too I guess.”

Noah laughed and stood. He removed his shirt quickly as well, but he did put something of a show on as he removed his pants, letting his cock spring out. Ipellie cooed at the sight, then without asking reached out and touched it. She was not quite as gentle as Hitty had been, but seemed no less enthralled, and she moved his cock around excitedly.

“Damn, this is pretty big!” Without waiting for a reply, she laid back on the bed, then lifted her hips to pull off her pants. But Noah was ready and he reached out and grabbed the waist of the material. A questioning look, a nod from Ipellie, and he pulled the pants and her undergarments off both of her legs. Her sex, shaved bare like her countrywoman’s, was a puffy slit.

As Noah tossed her pants behind him, Ipellie spread her legs and reached down, using two fingers to open her folds. Huskily she said, “On my naming day party last year, back home, my cousins paid a foxwhore to take my cherry, she had a nice ivory cock strapped to her, but fuck me if the real thing doesn’t look even better!” Her cunt glistened, dew-like, and Noah moved onto the bed on top of her.

He placed the cock in question on top of her, pressed onto but not into her womanhood so the shaft pressed into her lips, and she moaned, “Damn me that already feels incredible!” His hands found her big tits, and Noah caressed them both, making Ipellie squirm and sigh under him as she rubbed her hands and legs over him where she could.

Pinching a nipple lightly, Noah listened to her groan of pleasure so he leaned in. His lips found hers, and she kissed him back hard as her wetness grew. After a few minutes, she pushed his head down, gasping, and he kissed and licked her nipples one at a time as she cried, “My tits… oh gods yes that’s it - harder!” He bit down harder, then slipped his hand to find her wetness.

She let him work for a few minutes until she let out a yelp as his fingers found her clit. “Lords and ladies! Just fuck me now please!” she exclaimed and he quickly moved to line himself up. She was pulling on his arms even as he sank in, and she all but screamed, “Fucking yes! Finally! Oh spirits, finally!”

Noah didn’t need to ask what she wanted as she was already pressing her hips up at him, almost desperately, so he began to thrust. She had no maidenhead, but she was still tight around him, and the slapping of their bodies was matched only by her grunts and cries.

“Do you want to finish like this?” he asked several minutes later. Ipellie let out a laughing moan as she scratched his back.

After a brief pause, she looked into his eyes and said, “I want on top!” It was easier said than done on the narrow bed, but Noah pulled out and, in a few moments, he was on his back.

Ipellie, panting like she was running a race, her hair beginning to escape her braids in a wild halo, gripped his cock in her hands as her shaved pussy kissed the tip. With a sigh, she lowered herself down on him, sinking in fully. “Oh deep hells Noah, it feels even bigger like this!” She began moving up and down on him, at first going too high up to the point it threatened to become uncomfortable but Noah grabbed her hips and started moving them horizontally. Ipellie instinctively followed his suggestion and began a more rhythmic circular motion.

As she ground down on him, her eyes closed blissfully and her tits were shaking, sweat beading down them. Noah reached to her sex and thumbed her clit. She yelped, and he began to massage the top of her as her motions became almost frantic.

“Ah, I’m going to explode! Shoot into me Noah, I want to feel your seed in me!” He was so close it would have been challenging to not come with her, so he slammed himself up off the bed repeatedly as hard as he could and let out a cry as his balls emptied into her. She shuddered, her pussy clenching on him, and then she sank on top.

They caught their breath, then Ipellie rolled off to lay between him and the wall. “Shit, that was fucking… wow, like sex with a girl is great if you’re wet and antsy, but that was that and more,” she panted, her face with a sheen of sweat and her grin lazy but happy.

“It was phenomenal,” Noah agreed.

A knock at the door startled them both. Noah stood up and said, “Uh, yes?”, as he looked around for his pants.

The door opened, and a face appeared, “Sorry, but it’s been almost an hour and I wanted to see if you were done.”

From the bed, Ipellie scoffed, “It’s not been an hour, you were probably waiting in the corridor listening.”

Kireama, the last of the young Kuniq maidens, was going to reply but then she saw Noah standing naked, his cock still partly hard, dripping. Her eyes went heavy and she almost sighed, then she snapped out of her reverie and said, “Oh, I’m sorry Noah I can wait if you’re not done, I just thought…”

“Hah, you just thought you didn’t want to wait your turn. But whatever, if Noah is fine, I’m done,” Ipellie, still naked, sat up partially on the bed and rolled her eyes at her crewmate, but Noah could see she was hardly outraged.

“I did say I could do two tonight, and I can,” Noah replied. Something about the newcomer's stare, and the way Ipellie was watching her, had his cock stop its natural softening. Standing in the open doorway, Kireama licked her lips as her eyes ran over Noah, from his cock to his face and then back to his cock. “If you want to give me a second I can wash up.”

Even as Noah turned to the desk, where he kept a clean towel and his washing basin, Kireama took a step inside and closed the door. “Oh no!” she said quickly. Now in the room, she was within reach of Noah and she looked him in the eyes as if she was going to say something. Then she simply shrugged and sank to her knees.

She took his half-erect cock in one hand and opened her mouth wide, swallowing it up in a gulp. With a deep, lustful moan, she sucked on it audibly, her throat working as she greedily sucked the remaining cum out of him, and her tongue lapped up the juices. Her nose bumped into his pubic hair and she gently felt his balls, rubbing the pussy juice she found there too.

“Spirits, that’s hot,” Ipellie said in awe from the bed. She shifted over to watch, then her face screwed up and she sighed regretfully, “I knew I missed something, Noah! I should have sucked your cock when I had the chance!”

He was rapidly hardening again, and Kireama pulled it out of her mouth so she could eagerly lick up all the fluids she could find. His cock lay on her face as she tried and succeeded in taking - so softly - his balls into her mouth one at a time.

Ipellie was looking at Noah and she ruefully said, “Yeah Noah you’re loving that huh. Of course, boys love having their cocks sucked, and I just forgot like a dummy!”

“It’s ok,” he gasped as Kireama started licking the skin of his scrotum again, “you were amazing!”

“Yeah, but before this trip ends I am definitely getting your cock in my mouth. And I could have had you lick me too… ah well. Next time.” Ipellie grinned as she stood up, still naked, holding one hand over her sex to keep his seed inside her. Looking at Kireama as she worshipped the man’s cock, Ipellie giggled, “You tasting my cunny there, Reama? There's a lot of me on that prick!”

Without opening her eyes, the other woman kept kissing his cock but took a second to reply, “Like I don’t know what your quim tastes like, Pel.” Noah was fully hard again, and he groaned and leaned back into the desk to help hold him up as Kireama took his whole length again and began sucking in earnest, her head bopping up and down.

Ipellie stared, her eyes heavy. “Oh yeah, summer solstice, we all got drunk on rice wine and wagered on cards. Reama lost the last hand and had to pay with her tongue, but now I’m thinking she wasn’t so sad about it!”

The other woman ignored her, giving all her attention to the first real cock she had ever felt. She swallowed it all up, then let it go to kiss and lick the shaft, and Noah almost swooned. He could tell Ipellie was enjoying the show, and Kireama certainly savoured the audience as she tilted her head into the side to give Ipellie the best view of her ministrations.

Finally, Ipellie grabbed her shirt from the floor - Kireama was actually kneeling on it but after Ipellie gave it a few tugs the other sailor stopped sucking long enough to shift around so it could be freed. Noah handed Ipellie her pants, which he had thrown onto the desk earlier, and the naked woman gave one last lingering look and quietly opened the door while carrying her clothes and left.

Noah was holding Kireama’s face tenderly when he heard Ipellie in the hallway say, “Sorry! I’m just going to wash up, I’ll get dressed right away! Yes, I know but technically I’m off duty so come on Hannah just let me wait a minute, Kireama was impatient and I want his seed in my womb as long as possible!”

The voice faded as she left the corridor, and Noah could feel Kireama chuckling even as she relaxed her throat and attempted to push his cockhead even further inside.

‘If these are the virgin’s the experienced crew is going to be the **** of me,’ Noah thought to himself. Then he smiled and closed his eyes.