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Speaker 1: to night's show. The ocean breeze certainly seemed to call
Speaker 1: the heat of the sun. Janet had to admit the
Speaker 1: sun was still very hot, but the sea air called
Speaker 1: it enough that she could sunbathe comfortably naked on their yacht.
Speaker 1: This far out to sea, she was as private as
Speaker 1: she possibly could be. No one would see them whatever
Speaker 1: they did, even though there was little threat of anything
Speaker 1: too passionate happening with Brad. He was strictly a Sunday
Speaker 1: morning quick fumble and a fucking bed kind of guy.
Speaker 1: If he was any more vinerar, they would have put
Speaker 1: him in the cone and been serving him on hot
Speaker 1: sunny days. Janet had laughed when she first met him.
Speaker 1: She was curious about anything sexual and so wanted to
Speaker 1: know his thoughts on oral sex. Oh, I'd rather do
Speaker 1: it than talk about it, he said. She laughed until
Speaker 1: she realized that he just didn't know what oral sex
Speaker 1: actually was. He thought it was just talking dirty. The
Speaker 1: attraction of financial security eventually won the day, and they
Speaker 1: have been married for three years now. No kids, of course,
Speaker 1: no orgasms unless she provided them for herself, and most
Speaker 1: definitely no oral sex. God she missed having her pussy licked,
Speaker 1: possibly more than having a thick cock inside her. Of course,
Speaker 1: Brad wasn't exactly overflowing in that department either. Thank god
Speaker 1: for her selection of battery powered boyfriends. She would have
Speaker 1: been fucked without them, she giggled to herself as she
Speaker 1: thought that through Actually she wouldn't be fucked, not at all. Ever,
Speaker 1: she lay on the lounger, watching him, his eyes deliberately
Speaker 1: not looking at her, even as her fingers explored between
Speaker 1: her thighs and teased her already wet folds. Look at me,
Speaker 1: she whispered, willing him to watch her touch herself to
Speaker 1: get so painefully hard, since she could do nothing but
Speaker 1: fuck her there and then. But judging by the flat
Speaker 1: plane of his shorts, she was having absolutely no effect
Speaker 1: on him. Sighing to herself, she closed her eyes and
Speaker 1: let herself drift into a day dream. Her daydreams had
Speaker 1: gone from mildly erotic to borderline pornographic in the time
Speaker 1: she'd been married to Brad. Sometimes she just needed to
Speaker 1: close her eyes and her clip would start throbbing without
Speaker 1: her touching. Guess this is what it feels like to
Speaker 1: be frustrated, she whispered suddenly to herself. Surrendering to her fantasy,
Speaker 1: she closed her eyes fully. She wasn't sure how long
Speaker 1: her eyes had been closed. She wasn't sure how long
Speaker 1: her eyes had been closed, and she had been enjoying
Speaker 1: her fantasy before the yacht lurched viciously, turning her off
Speaker 1: the lounger and sprawling across the deck. Turning, she gasped
Speaker 1: at the ship brushing hard against them. Somewhere in the
Speaker 1: noise of the ships clashing, she could hear voices, and
Speaker 1: they weren't friendly voices, mean aggressive voices that obviously had
Speaker 1: dark intentions for Brad. In her rolling on the deck,
Speaker 1: she dropped through a door into the cabin below. Scrambling,
Speaker 1: Janet found some space under the bed and thankfully a
Speaker 1: few clothes strewn around. She could at least look decent
Speaker 1: to get murdered. There was a lot of noise on
Speaker 1: the deck above, a lot of heavy, angry footsteps. She
Speaker 1: desperately held her breath. She desperately held her breath at
Speaker 1: the thought of these thugs ravaging their beautiful yacht. She
Speaker 1: listened for Brad's voice, but she couldn't hear him at all.
Speaker 1: Surely they hadn't slit his throat and cast him into
Speaker 1: the ocean to be eaten by hammerhead sharks, she thought, grinning. Okay,
Speaker 1: that might have been an overactive imagination and maybe a
Speaker 1: little wistful thinking. Either way, it wasn't right. She should
Speaker 1: at least try and maintain the image of a dutiful
Speaker 1: wife in his last moments. She could not stop herself
Speaker 1: from grinning, even when the cabin door erupted, sending broken
Speaker 1: wood all around her. There was no ceremony, no discussion.
Speaker 1: Her hands were tied in a Hessian sack put over
Speaker 1: her head before she was led out into the sunlight.
Speaker 1: Her feet stumbled over the desk as she was dragged hurriedly.
Speaker 1: She guessed she had just walked a plank between the
Speaker 1: two boats by the strange feeling of space, and then
Speaker 1: back on to a boat again. This one felt different, steadier,
Speaker 1: a boat that was intended for business rather than just
Speaker 1: looking pretty. Even through the fragrance of the sea, she
Speaker 1: could smell the very masculine fragrance of the people around her.
Speaker 1: All rum and cigars filled her senses. Suddenly, her arms
Speaker 1: were lifted above her head and her bind secured. While
Speaker 1: she was lifted a few inches off the deck. The
Speaker 1: men were jeering at their obvious prize. Trapped and vulnerable,
Speaker 1: they could do anything they wanted to her. To her surprise,
Speaker 1: that thought wasn't exactly unattractive, and even more shocking was
Speaker 1: a throbbing sensation moving through a pussy at the thought
Speaker 1: of it. Janet had never seen herself as anything more
Speaker 1: than having a healthy sexual appetite, but right now her
Speaker 1: slick was dripping down her legs. Suddenly, the jeering and
Speaker 1: noises stopped, even the ocean seemed to fall quiet. Somehow,
Speaker 1: just a sound of footsteps dominated the air, that rhythm
Speaker 1: having a particular effect on her body, as if every
Speaker 1: step echoed between a thighs and resonated on a clip.
Speaker 1: She wanted to scream. She wanted to cry out, to
Speaker 1: lash out at whatever monster was descending upon her. She
Speaker 1: wanted to be frightened. She wanted to be angry for
Speaker 1: disturbing her pleasure. She didn't want to be so fucking
Speaker 1: turned on that she could smell it over everything else,
Speaker 1: including the rum and cigars. Maybe this was how it ends.
Speaker 1: She would be fucked so ruthlessly by these men until
Speaker 1: she couldn't breathe and the left to die, immersed in
Speaker 1: all their manly sexy juices. The anticipation burned through her
Speaker 1: like a wildfire. Her thighs squeezed together as she burned
Speaker 1: with need at the thought of being fucked that hard
Speaker 1: and this footfall that stalked her across the deck, seemed
Speaker 1: to know it. The sound of every step teased at
Speaker 1: her clip pressed it hard with their own desire and
Speaker 1: desperate need. Then there are no footfalls, no ocean, no pirates,
Speaker 1: just the well of silence, filling her with anticipation of
Speaker 1: whatever is to happen next. Jane could do nothing but
Speaker 1: hold her breath as she felt the proximity of warm
Speaker 1: skin next to her face. Whatever this monster was, it was,
Speaker 1: stood very close to her. She gasped with surprise as
Speaker 1: the most gentle caress of its fingers teased over her cheek.
Speaker 1: She certainly wasn't expecting something that gentle, Nor was she
Speaker 1: expecting the pounding feeling that pulsed between her nipples and
Speaker 1: clt The warmth of his breath danced over her ears.
Speaker 1: He paused shortly as if he was going to speak,
Speaker 1: but then decided better of it. She knew he was
Speaker 1: a man now. Every sense in her body screamed. Whatever
Speaker 1: this was, it was all man, possibly more man than
Speaker 1: anything she had ever seen before. I believe you are
Speaker 1: the captain, her voice eventually uttered. Your men killed the captain,
Speaker 1: she said, and realized that of course, Brad was more
Speaker 1: than just the captain. Correcting herself, she tried to sound upset.
Speaker 1: He he was my husband. Oh, I don't know where
Speaker 1: he went. We never touched him, he whispered. She could
Speaker 1: hear the filthy grin on his lips, though sensuous, powerful,
Speaker 1: evil lips. The cabin boy told us you were the
Speaker 1: captain before he pledged his allegiance to me, he chuckled
Speaker 1: in a Mannick type of way. He obviously knew exactly
Speaker 1: what had happened, as did Janet. Now, the cowardly little shit,
Speaker 1: she thought, if they hadn't killed him, she shaw as
Speaker 1: fulk would. Suddenly there was an unexpected heat pressing on
Speaker 1: her face, the stubble of his beard teasing over her skin,
Speaker 1: his lips brushing her neck. I have to say you
Speaker 1: taste good for a captain, he whispered. And smell even better,
Speaker 1: he said, as his hand moved firmly between her thighs,
Speaker 1: grasping at her damp pussy. Lifting her skirt, he massaged
Speaker 1: the lace of a panties against her pussy. Fuck. She
Speaker 1: didn't want to be so easily turned on by him.
Speaker 1: She really didn't, but her treacherous pussy was just ignoring
Speaker 1: her and deciding it was going to do its own thing.
Speaker 1: There was no way he couldn't have felt how intensely
Speaker 1: it was throbbing. She could hear it echoing in her ears.
Speaker 1: Her whole stomach vibrated with the trembling pleasure that shook inside.
Speaker 1: Janet bitter lip, trying to control this avalanche of lust
Speaker 1: that resonated through her, but to no avail. She could
Speaker 1: no more deny this lust. She felt that she could
Speaker 1: deny her body. His next breath, a guttural moan escaped
Speaker 1: her lips. Fuck. She wanted him. She'd never seen him,
Speaker 1: but damn, something about his demeanor, maybe maybe it was
Speaker 1: his pheromones, just sent her whole body a light. Without trying,
Speaker 1: his finger traced over her panties and roughly caressed her
Speaker 1: clar Her body trembled at his vicious touch. The abrasive
Speaker 1: texture of his skin riffled over her sensitive nub before
Speaker 1: pressing on it aggressively and tormenting her pleasure further. Suddenly,
Speaker 1: he grasped her clit between his finger and thumb, rubbing it,
Speaker 1: sending waves of torturous delight around her body. Her legs
Speaker 1: twisted against his hand, her own bodily reactions beyond her control.
Speaker 1: Spasms of pleasure echoed through every nerve as his fingers
Speaker 1: pulled tightly on it, torturing it. As his hand dropped away,
Speaker 1: her skirt remained lifted. The sudden cool breeze lashed at
Speaker 1: her clit, affording her no respite from the aching desire
Speaker 1: that engulfed her. Without warning, his hand descended between her thighs.
Speaker 1: Spank after punishing spank hit at her clit, sending pulses
Speaker 1: of pleasure moving through her. This real he shouldn't have
Speaker 1: been turning her on as much as it was. She
Speaker 1: pushed her hips forward, excited to receive each and every
Speaker 1: spank on her pussy, wanting the connection, wanting the punishment,
Speaker 1: wanting this pleasure. Loosening her bonds from above, Janet suddenly dropped,
Speaker 1: but before she hit the deck, he grabbed her and
Speaker 1: flipped around in one motion, before he laid her roughly
Speaker 1: over some sort of grill. She could feel the slats
Speaker 1: pushing at her right niffles as he man handled her.
Speaker 1: Her skirt ripped up over her ass and her panties
Speaker 1: torn off. She could suddenly feel him pressing against her
Speaker 1: the heat of his cock pulsed against her raking pussy.
Speaker 1: Janet pushed back against him, gyrating her pelvis her pussy,
Speaker 1: trying to clutch at his hard cock. Fuck. She needed
Speaker 1: to feel him inside her. It had been too long
Speaker 1: since she had felt full from a swollen erection. His
Speaker 1: hand came down hard again against her pussy, again, sending
Speaker 1: shot waves of pleasure ricocheting in every direction. The beautiful
Speaker 1: sting of delight teased at her folds and plunged deep
Speaker 1: into a pussy, unforgiving waves of temptation cascading up and
Speaker 1: down her body. Before the sting had even subsided, he
Speaker 1: plunged his hard cock deep into a pussy, every thrust
Speaker 1: in perfect time with the sensations moving through her fuck.
Speaker 1: She could feel her pussy clutching at him, grasping his
Speaker 1: hard cock, willing it deeper. His fingernails dug hard into
Speaker 1: the soft flesh of her ass, clawing her back on
Speaker 1: to him. Janet could feel the delightful length of every
Speaker 1: thrust filling her completely, the head of his cock pressing
Speaker 1: along the walls of her pussy, massaging every inch as
Speaker 1: it intensified. The whirlwind of pleasure moving through her thrust
Speaker 1: after hard thrust stretched the lips of a pussy, his
Speaker 1: deliberate fucking pressing to the very end of her. His
Speaker 1: hands reached up and bunched her hair, tightly, pulling her
Speaker 1: back on to him as he relentlessly pounded into her
Speaker 1: dripping pussy, the head of his cock trembling as it
Speaker 1: hammered home his kneed with every single thrust. The sensation
Speaker 1: of his bulls pancing on a pussy just accentuated the pleasure,
Speaker 1: and as his body tightened, his fingernails dicking into her
Speaker 1: shoulders as he pressed deeper and deeper, his rough mose
Speaker 1: becoming growls. As she felt his pulsing growing inside her,
Speaker 1: her own orgasm growing, she could do little but buck
Speaker 1: against his thrust. The pleasure was undeniably torturous. His thrust
Speaker 1: now so hard he lifted her from whatever she was
Speaker 1: laying on, and every thrust pounded along her clip, driving
Speaker 1: her body insane with the tumultuous pleasure that rose inside her.
Speaker 1: And just as she felt she could take no more,
Speaker 1: he erupted inside her, his cum filling every inch of
Speaker 1: her a pussy, triggering her own orgasm to explode through
Speaker 1: her sliding his still dripping cock from her throbbing pussy.
Speaker 1: He flipped her around again, lifting the sack from her head,
Speaker 1: he pushed his cock deep and hard into her mouth.
Speaker 1: Long streams have come continued to shoot down her throat
Speaker 1: as he fucked deep into her mouth. The entire length
Speaker 1: of his cock, pushing in and out of her mouth
Speaker 1: is com spilling down her chin. Finally looking up, she
Speaker 1: could see his face fully. He was ruggedly handsome. His
Speaker 1: looks were warmer and softer than she had expected, no
Speaker 1: vicious scars. He did have a wonderfully mischievous look about him.
Speaker 1: His eyes sparkled with the devil may care attitude, grinning
Speaker 1: wildly at Janet as he pulled his pants up and
Speaker 1: fastened his belt, A sudden realization shot through Janet's mind.
Speaker 1: You know I've just been fucked by you and supped
Speaker 1: your cock until you were dry, have come in front
Speaker 1: of your whole crew, and I really didn't care, She
Speaker 1: grinned back at him. I'm not normally this forward, he
Speaker 1: winked at her as he pointed just behind her, my
Speaker 1: whole crew and his new cabin boy, he said, with
Speaker 1: a grin turning, Janet looked beneath the grill below her
Speaker 1: to see Brad standing naked below the deck. Brad, she said, well,
Speaker 1: I'm thinking of renaming him to Roger. Oh, and it
Speaker 1: looks like Roger got very hard watching me, fuck you, Janet. Indeed,
Speaker 1: the whole crew looked down at Roger or Brad. His
Speaker 1: cog was definitely very hard. In fact, Janet had never
Speaker 1: seen him this hard before. He just made her wonder
Speaker 1: what next? Indeed, what next for Janet? Well, you'll have
Speaker 1: to wait for next week to see m M and
Speaker 1: this story progresses, but I hope you like it. Don't
Speaker 1: forget if you have a fantasy, any fantasy, just send
Speaker 1: it to me at Devlin at Wildsires dot com. Now,
Speaker 1: next week we have the continuation of this story, and
Speaker 1: I look forward to seeing you then. But for now
Speaker 1: and always with your pleasure in mind. And this is
Speaker 1: devilin World, wishing you salacious dreams.