The sniper herself

It was obviously coming from the crow's nest, So I hurried to catch her in the act. She peeked over the side and retreated before I could get a good look, then stopped by the time I got up there, though she didn't try very hard to cover up what she was doing, shameless like the rest.

"Hey there. You want to see more?"

For a split second I was so distracted by her figure and the situation, that all the unique details of her body caught me off guard. Her outfit didn't show much skin, being tight jeans, a long-sleeved turtleneck, and for some reason gloves and a veil, but from her upper face, the right glove she took off to masturbate, and her ass and legs I was seeing more of as she started to do a striptease, I saw her skin was silvery in color. Moreover, the fingers dripping with her juices were webbed. From these details, I figured out she was a fishwoman. Not exactly a mermaid, but hey, pussy beats (literal) tail.

"Wow, I've never seen a fishwoman before. For that matter, I haven't seen any other species of person of either gender before. You don't see much on this island."

"Don't I feel special? Let me show you everything."

After getting bottomless, she took off her top, showing she had black stripes on her back extending to her sides, stopping just under her D-cup tits. Taking off the bikini top she had underneath, I saw her silvery-white areolas and nipples. They matched her pussy that she spread her legs to show off. She took off her other glove too, then posed for me in several positions, showing her dorsal fin at one point, but I was focused on her ass.

"I guess that just leaves the veil."

"Yes, I hope you don't mind my mouth. It's different than what you're used to, but I hope you'll still want your dick in it."

She revealed a long narrow mouth with a slight underbite I wouldn't have noticed on a human jaw. As far as I was concerned it just looked like an exaggerated blowjob face, so I put my hand on her head, feeling her curly blue hair between my fingers, and guided her mouth to my cock, and she sucked like she was thirsty.

"Oh yeah, this is amazing. You have a perfect mouth for sucking."

She jerked me with her webbed hand while replying.

"Yes, that is literally true. Give me some liquid to store in there and I'll show you what I can do with it."

I never get tired of dirty talk, so I figure I have at least one more load left after this one, so I really fuck her mouth and give her some liquid to store. I cum a pretty decent amount and she showed it to me, playing with it like she had plans for it, then looked up and spit it up in the air. I like when they swallow, but she sent that load soaring high and fast, and it beaned a seagull good with it, sending it plummeting down before she caught it in her hand.

"That is the sniping ability of an archerfish fishwoman. I didn't have much mass to work with, but it was surprisingly thick considering what you've been doing for the past three hours. I guess we're both impressive."

"Yeah, that was pretty cool. I guess you use water normally."

"Well water is more practical considering I don't have a ready supply of semen to use, unless you're offering." She said teasingly, in her bedroom voice at the end.

"I think I have one more left in me, but it's reserved for your pussy."

"All right then, no more beating around the bush. Just pounding into it. Come on then."

I leaned her against the mast and lifted her by her legs. I guess I wanted to show off some strength while I fucked her. Fishmen are said to be tens times stronger than average, and I am average, but she responded well to the effort, or my cock made up for it.

"I'm glad you're not a cold fish. Eh, eh?"

"Less funny, more fuck me. I'm almost there. Don't slow down. Keep me steady. That's it. Right there. Ah. Ah! Oh fuck! I'm cumming!"

She held onto me tight, like I think thought I was going to have a bruise, but her orgasming pussy was the tightness that I cared about. I filled up her insides with the last load I'd have for the rest of the day.

"Oh boy, you have no business cumming this much still. Are you trying to make a hybrid? Well, at least your finally satisfied. I guess you don't have to fuck Rosie in the ass as punishment. Reward on the other hand..."

I was indeed finally not erect, but I got too tired to keep listening. I found myself in Rosie's office. She was taking notes, mixing potions, doctor stuff.

"Well, it worked like a charm. I came way more than should have been possible. Your anus is safe for now."

She turned around happy to see me.

"Good, you're awake. Fairly quick nap all things considered, you're up in time for lunch. Clementine made your meal there special for your recovery, with a side of rice balls made to remind you of breasts. Your performance exceeded expectations and managed to avoid any issues I worried about during production, likeyour semen running out before you were done, or overproduction of semen that would have caused..."

"Alright, enough all ready, or I'll stick something around here up your butt."

"Is that a promise?"

"Anyway, how long before I can fuck again?"

"Typical male one track mind. Not until long after the sun has gone down, at the earliest. I would recommend the morning to be safe, but what woman back home has that much patience?"

"Thanks for the help Doc."

I hugged her from behind in a way that I was groping both her breasts.

"Honestly, don't start what you can't finish yet."

I ate up, and afterwards I decided to spend my non-sexual time on board exercising. Casandra let me use her weights, going a bit overboard adding to them. I spared with Michiko, who whacked me with her bamboo sword whenever I got distracted, but how fair was that when she was in a bikini? I spotted a door ajar and found Tangerine and Jeanne scissoring, cursing my physical limitations preventing me from joining in. Even the twins had a synchronized hand-to-hand combat style that made up for the gap in our physical strength during our sparing.

"It's been fun, but I should be heading back."

Then, the whole crew reacted, and started in with a discussion that snowballed into something I've been putting off.

"You can't stay for dinner?"

"Hey, what if we followed him and went out for dinner, give our cook a break?"

"What kinds of restaurants you got here?"

"What about the bar scene?"

"Let's not cause trouble for Robert. Bring some berries to pay for their goods and services."

"And for damages."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Settle down, all of you. Robert, do you mind if my crew comes over, now that we're, hell, more than friends at this point?"