Uncommon Tastes - Lisa

Noah opened the door to his cabin with a smile. Lisa stood there, a confident smile on her face as well.

“Welcome,” he said, as she shuffled into his small room.

The tall woman stretched as she looked around, standing by the desk. “Glad to be here Noah, truly.”

He closed the door and then paused, Lisa seemed to hesitate next to the bed, then she looked at him, “I’ll be upfront with you Noah, my tastes may be a bit uncommon.”

“Oh, ok,” he said, “I can do uncommon, depending of course.”

Lisa winked, “It’s not a strange request, but mostly what I don’t want. You’re a handsome man, and a good bloke as my people would say back home. But I’m, well I’m not one for kissing and hugging like the younger girls might be. I like screwing women and I like being screwed by men, but in different ways, ya know?”

Relaxing a little, he said, “I actually do, and I feel the same way.”

The older woman leaned back; her eyes fixed on him. “Good! This might be easier for you.” She looked again at his desk, the turned around and shuffled her feet. With one hand, she undid the belt around her pants, and with the other hand she idly flipped open the notebook Noah kept on the desk. “Your book? You mind if I take a look?”

“Not at all,” he replied, “it’s mostly in my native language, so I’m not sure how interesting it would be.” With a languid movement, Lisa let her pants drop down, just past her ass. She spread her legs and then shuffled, her upper body leaning over. Noah could see her some brown hair poking out as she moved, and a part of his mind uselessly noted that she was the first sailor with pubic hair he had seen so far as even Macha had shaved herself bare like the Kuniq did.

“Neat diagrams, and you have a pretty tidy little map of Anglet drawn here! Your handwriting is rather messy though,” she chuckled. Her upper body was now almost entirely on the desk, but so she was leaning over the corner of it. Lisa rested on her elbows with his notebook held in one hand, her pants held up by her thick thighs just below her muscled ass.

He stood there for a second and stared. The scarred veteran warrior was well built, and he could see that even with the little bit of intimate skin he could see. Suddenly, Lisa said, “Hey, kid, you gonna poke me or not?”

Startled, Noah moved behind her, fumbling for his own pants like a virgin, tongue-tied by this rather unusual encounter.

“I heard you got a nice cock, so just ram it in, my cunt can take it,” Lisa said, casually. She was so tall that, with her legs mostly straight to the deck, Noah realized he would have to angle up. While he dropped his pants, he reached out with one hand and felt her humid sex, but even as his fingers groped he felt her shift away.

“Nah, no fingers kid. No need, just put it in hard and fast, like we’re on a job. In the army, you get 5 minutes before battle to get some cum in you, hoping if you or the man you’re with dies maybe something else survives.”

Nodding to himself, Noah felt he understood. He roughly grabbed her hips, moving her a little, then said, “You’re tall as fuck, I’m going to have to thrust up into you, damn.”

With a low chuckle, Lisa looked over her shoulder to grin to the steward, “You’ll make it work kid, I’m not looking for a stool for you to stand on. You want your cum in my guts you gotta do the labour.”

His cock was now fully hard, and Noah pressed it into her lightly. He wouldn’t need to go on his tip toes or anything, but damn he would need to stand up totally straight. One poke found her wet hole, and then he simply thrust, hard.

Lisa let out a long breath, “Oof! God damn kid, you do have a prick on ya!” She was tight around him, but Noah pulled back and then rammed in harder, making Lisa jolt against the desk. “Ugh, yeah, like that,” she said, quieter, as she rested her forehead on the wood.

Noah grabbed her hips tightly, then began jackhammering into the woman like she asked. She was tight, but not overly so, and he growled, “This good enough?”

The desk was nailed into the floor, so it wasn’t going anywhere, but the **** of the strokes had Lisa herself banging her arm on the wall behind it. She grunted, “Can you go any harder kid?”

He could, and with his muscles straining he fucked her as hard and as fast as he could. She made little grunts of encouragement, then said, “Ahhh, the corner of the desk is poking my fucking clit now, never had that happen before, shit that’s good!”

The steward couldn’t reply, for the past 5 minutes he had been working as hard as he could and was actually starting to sweat with the strain of having to slightly lift his heels in order to ram his cock fully into the soaking wet pussy of the old soldier. A small part of his mind was aware that they were making so much noise, with Lisa grunting and the loud slapping of flesh, and her arms and hands banging into the wall as she fought to hold her body in just the right position so that the hard wood of the desk jutted into her stiff clit. But most of his mind and all of his body didn’t care.

“That’s it kid! Paint my guts!” Lisa growled, “I’m going to pop!”

With a wordless final grunt Noah slammed into her so hard her body jolted up briefly, and she could feel him unload thick ropes deep inside her. Her own climax hit moments later, and she chuckled as her cunny spasmed on the man, milking him dry.

As soon as she could feel him relax, Lisa said, “Ok Noah,” in a much softer voice. As he pulled out, she quickly pulled her pants back up before turning to face him, her face red with effort and a wide smile. “You did really good Noah, thanks!”

He gave a wheezing laugh, his cock dripping, as Lisa tied up her belt. “Ahh, gonna have that leaking out of me for a while,” she said, happily. “Not that I expect or really want a baby at my age, but with you…” after a short pause she stepped close and surprised them both by kissing Noah on the forehead. “Who’s to say, right? I had planned on finishing first and leaving you with full balls for the next woman who maybe wants a babe, but it felt too good for us both I guess.”

Noah sat on the bunk, still dazed, and Lisa smiled at him again. “You just catch your breath, I’ll tell Shirisha you’ll be ready in a half hour or so. You’re gonna need your strength for that one, trust me! And she’ll want you washed up and fresh, don’t think she’s one to want any hint of another woman’s pussy on you. Good luck!”

As she left, Noah gave a weak and rather confused “Good bye?” When the door was closed he stood with a groan to go wash up, wondering why he’d need good luck to have sex. Then he thought of the rather intimidating - and frankly grim - mountain woman, and felt a flicker of concern.