Threesome (MFF)... on a pirate spaceship.

I decided to let Ria into my secret life while simultaneously living out every man's deepest fantasy.

The poor weather and the fact it was a Friday meant the traffic was quite heavy. At the queue for the roundabout, I slipped out my phone and sent a quick text to Ria.

HAVE YOU EVER KISSED A GIRL?

It took Ria a minute to text back.

ONCE...

I smiled and texted again.

DID YOU LIKE IT?

There was an even longer pause.

KIND OF... BUT PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE! MY PARENTS WOULD DISOWN ME.

I couldn't help but laugh as I drove.

BABE, YOUR SECRET IS SAFE WITH ME, SO LONG AS MINE WILL BE SAFE WITH YOU.

As I pulled up on the driveway I wondered just how she'd react. Would she be pissed over me keeping a whole secret life a secret from her? I fixed the handbrake and cut the engine.

The house was dark.

I let myself in through the front door and shouted into the darkness, “Honey, I’m home."

There was no answer. I began to worry.

As I reached for the light I heard the clipping of high heels on the wooden floor.

Then there was light.

“So, what's this secret of yours?" Ria asked.

She was of course still dressed in her french lingerie and the heels were deliciously high. Six inches at least. She stepped into the hallway from the living room and posed seductively against the frame of the door.

“I’m ready for all your deep, dark secrets," she said and smiled like a whore.

"Are you now," I asked, my cock stiffening to maximum stiffness.

She ran her hands seductively down her body before stepping up to me. She traced her finger down my chest.

“I am, indeed," she said.

I took her hand in mine and kissed it.

"Right this way, then," I said.

I lead her around the staircase and through a hidden basement passageway.

"Wow, Dan! I didn't even know this was here. Are you taking me to your sex dungeon?" Ria asked.

I was actually quite shocked by just how cool she was about the possibility of me having one.

"Not exactly. I mean, I do have one. But this isn't it," I explained.

I lifted a panel and flipped a toggle switch, recessed into the wall. A string of lights along the walls illuminate a stairway, leading deep underground. Still holding her hand, I lead her down. She had to go slowly because of her impractically high heels, but I didn't mind. Eventually we reached the bottom and I lifted another panel and discreetly typed in a numeric sequence to open the heavy duty metal door. It hissed as the two halfs recessed into the walls.

Inside was a ten by ten, metallic room with a blue lit circle in the center and a computer to one side. Otherwise it was completely barren.

"Okay. Now I'm confused," she said, looking up at me quizzically.

"Just step onto the pad, babe. I'll be right along," I said, slapping her tight little ass as she went.

Meanwhile, I went to the computer terminal and typed in a command.

"Ready when you are, cap'n," a husky male voice replied through an intercom speaker.

"Wha- who was that?" Ria asked nervously.

"Don't worry. That's just Smitty, my engineer," I said, joining her on the tele-pad.

There was an electric jult and a flash of bright light and *BAM!*. Suddenly we were standing in a teleporter room.

Rusty deck grating clanked unevenly as I stepped down from the pad. Monitors added their green glow to the dim grey filtering down from above. The walls were grey with streaks of brown rust here and there. An access panel lay open with tools and parts strewn about near it.

Behind a the glowing screens of a control station, stood a rotund man in a white and blue striped shirt.

"Damn Cap'n! You sure know how ta pick 'em," Smitty said in a thick pirate accent.

Rea immediately jumped me in embarrassment.

"Dan! What the heck! Tell me what's going on right now!" she demanded.

"Why don't we talk about this somewhere a little more private?" I suggested and began walking.

Dressed in nothing more than lingerie, I doubt she felt like she had much choice in the matter. The innumerable passageways of the aging ship crisscrossed like a great maze, the likes of which it would be easy to get lost in. The fact that many of the signs were missing off the walls only complicated things. But I'd walked these corridors so many times that I knew it like the back of my hand.

Male and female crewmen hung their heads out hatches to gawk.

Eventually we came to a slightly less dingy portion of the ship. A thick plasti-steel door hissed and recessed into a bulkhead as we approached.

"Hello, captain. Welcome home," a female AI's voice greeted them. "I see you have a guest. Would you like me to page the cheff for some refreshments?"

"No, Eve. That won't be necessary. But do summon Gretel," I commented.

There was a chirp of recognition and the AI fell silent.

"Okay, Rea. Why don't you have a seat?" I said, gesturing to my oversized bed which dominated the center of the room.

Sitting amongst the thick blankets and furs covered the mattress, Ria looked up at me with equal parts fear and confusion.

"Dan, I really need to know what's going on," she said.

"Of course. Well, you know how you kept a secret from me when we first me? You see, I've been keeping a secret too. My name isn't really Dan. I am known as the mad pirate Arbuckle, and this here is my space pirate ship, the Righteous Indignation," I explained.

Her eyes went wide.

"A pirate? Oh my god... Are... are you... are you **** me to sell into slavery or something?" she asked.

"What? No! You said I could do whatever I wanted to you for twenty-four hours. So, I wanted to bring you up to my ship and have a threesome with you," I said, just a smidge of indignation in my voice.

"Oh," she said, obviously for lack of anything else to say.

Just then, the door hissed open again and a very well endowed south american woman walked in.

"Hey Cap'n. Was wondering when you'd be finished playing around down on Earth. Ooh, who's this? She's cute," she said.

"You promised anything I want," I reminded.

"I... well, okay. But we will get married afterwards, right? You promised," she said reluctantly.

"Do this for me and I promise you shall become my pirate queen," I said sincerely.

"Alright," she said, wrapping her hands around my arm hugging it to her body. "Do me pirate style!"

"Now that's what I'm talking about," Gretel said, yanking her green tanktop off.

"Yo ho ho!" I declared, throwing both women on the bed and mounting Ria.

Meanwhile, Gretel began working her bra off and offered Ria a nipple to suck while simultaneously shoving her tongue into my mouth. 'Tis good to be a pirate!