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as you enjoy tonight's show. The ship continued on its
journey for what seemed like months. The first few days,
Janet had planned the rescue to get Roger away from
his fate, but after three times of trying every time,
Roger just seemed to find a reason not to, she
was beginning to doubt he wanted to escape at all.
Of course, Edward wasn't exactly making their future clear. Every
day he wanted to fuck her, always from behind, always
with Roger watching. Tied up and unable to pleasure himself.
At that moment, Edward really seemed to get off on
Roger's torment. The debate now was why was he tormented?
In three years of marriage, it was always Janet that
had instigated any intimacy, and with some effort, she had
to admit Roger was hardly ever ready Roger like he
was now. The man had a permanent erection, and Janet
was damn sure it had nothing to do with her
or the fresh sea air. Unless he hated her that much.
What she her being fucked so hard it almost made
her pussy split, turned him on watching her being tied
to the ship's will while Edward fucked her mouth, forcing
a gag reaction, And then last night pretty much confirmed
it was nothing to do with her at all. It
had all begun so formally. Edward and her were sat
to dinner. Nothing fancy, just salted beef and carrots, as usual,
but it was warm and filling. Janet had learned quite
a lot about pirate life on her short time aboard
the Queen Maline's Revenge. She had learned that pirate society
was a brutal democracy where the captain voted in by
the rest of his ship. How every crew member got
an equal share of any plunder. She didn't wonder about
that one was she considered plunder, and if so, it
made her thighs tightened and clip throb just at the thought.
After they had finished the mail and everything cleared away,
Edward had waited on little ceremony. He pulled her shirt
apart roughly, his hand grasping at her breast with demonic desire.
Loosening the button of her jeans, he pushed them over
her ass, taking her panties down with them. His hand
wasted no time pushing between her thighs, his fingers grasping
at her clip, rubbing it roughly. Janet hated the way
her body responded so wantonly damn he was so rough.
There was absolutely no affection. He just wanted to fuck her.
Why the hell did her body become so turned on
at his touch? He wanted to come After that first night,
there was little attention to what she wanted. It was
all about him and frankly, how hard Roger got. He
hadn't even put his throbbing cock inside her when he
called for Roger, well might be understanding it, he yelled,
was closer to the mark. Without waiting for the door
to open or in declose, Edward pushed her back onto
the table. Climbing over her. He grasped her breast tight
around his cock, squeezing them along his length as he
thrust his cock between them. The sensation of the hard
shaft brushing along her breast, his thumbs rubbing her nipple
so roughly, and watching his cockhead rrupting for between the
curves of her breast intensified the sensation between her thighs.
She hadn't heard Roger enter the room or the door
even close. The first she knew of him coming was
Edward commanding him to get onto the table and put
his cock next to his own. Edward released her breath
slightly as Roger slid his cock next to Edward's, the
two men thrusting between her tits in opposite directions, the
motion of the two cocks pushing in an out between
her breasts, the throbbing sensation that just seemed to pulse
through her, feeling their bulls dragged along her flesh. She
could picture the two men sat over her, holding each
other's gaze as they fucked her tits harder and harder,
the sound of their moons growing in unison, that pulsating
sensation moving between their cocks, sending waves of pleasure moving
through her body. With both men over her, she could
barely move. She had to deny her pussy its desire
to rise and be fulfilled. It clutched desperately, pulsing with
need to fill one of the cocks inside her. When
she heard those last moans turning to growls, she could
feel her pussy trembling with the need to come. The
throbbing ache undeniable. As their warm coum shot over her tits,
smearing over her naked flesh. She heard their gasps of satisfaction.
With his cock still throbbed been come, Edward slipped down
her body and thrust his still hard cock deep inside her,
violently pounding into her pussy. Her core clutched viciously, grasping
along his length as he continued to pulsate warm come
inside her. Without warning, Roger's lips were moving over her breast,
hungrily eating the two men's come, her tongue voraciously licking
it from her body as he sucked the last drops
had come from her nipples. Her body tensed in the
raptures of pleasure. Edward suddenly spank to her clip without
warning as he thrust again, the gentle sting turning to
a warm glow that echoed throughout her body. As his
thumb ran gently over her clip. Janet couldn't contain her
pleasure any longer. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him
in tighter, his cumb spilling down her lips as he
continued to fuck her with relentless thrust, her body tensing
the as a pleasure moved through her. She moaned loudly
as her orgasm exploded, not waiting for her trembling to stop.
Edward sank to his knees, his lips secured over her pussy,
his tongue flicking around her clit. The sensations moving through
Janet's body were so incredibly overpowering, his tongue flicking harder
and harder, sucking her clip between his teeth, her orgasm
flooding over her again, her clip throbbing with the sheer
pleasure of his mouth teasing at her throbbing pussy, sucking
her lips, biting them, the tinkle of his beard sending
pulses of delight ricocheting over her whole body. As his
tongue probed deep inside her folds, exploring her juices, their juices.
Her body erupted into a wonderful climax again, her legs
tensing around his head as she pulled him tightly against her,
willing him to taste every drop. A bones gently became softer.
Edward slid up her body, grinning that mischievous grined. His
hand reached up and slided through Roger's hair, putting him
closer to them, until they all met at one point,
their lips exploring the taste of come moving between their mouths,
their tongues exchanging their pleasure. Just feeling the heat moving
between them seemed to confirm everything Janet was thinking. She
had developed a love of walking the deck alone a night.
There was something very therapeutic about feeling the breeze of
the sea washing around her, somehow cleansing out all the
crap of the day. The ship's bell told gently in
the swell of the ocean, its gentle sound echoing around
the emptiness of the ship. Tomorrow they would be on Malaga.
It was an island she had never even heard of,
but then most were. She was beginning to doubt it
was Roger's fate that was sealed once he arrived. She
suspected it was more likely her own. Now there was
a definite connection between Roger and Edward. The way Roger
acted around him, she had never seen anything like it.
She had once heard that it didn't matter if someone
was straight or gay, if you had a connection with them,
it transcended anything about sexuality. Now she was really seeing it.
She had never thought of Roger as gay, but everything
he did was most definitely that way. Inclined, or at
least bisexual. Suddenly, the call went out to release the anchor.
The sound of the anchor chains echoed across the deck,
adding an eerie quality to the darkness. They were obviously
near land. Some of the deck mates had told her
that they would probably lay anchor before they neared the island.
It saves all the nastiness of crashing into any rocks
under the water, which made sense. Somewhere out there in
the darkness there was an island. She couldn't see it
at the moment, but that made the fact her fate
would be sealed on it a little more worrying. She
didn't sleep one minute before sunrise, and there was certainly
a lot of enthusiasm for the crew to get on
to the island. They really didn't seem to be bothered
with any form of breakfast. They were all rushing to
lower the rowing boats that adorned the ship. The few
men that were left behind to guard the ship actually
looked disappointed, as if they had been punished. Janet began
to wonder what might be on this island. Edward turned
and stared straight at her as the crew began rowing
toward the shore. You'll need to see Marsha when we land,
he said. The crew muttered some vague approval as Edward
turned towards Roger and said, you two. Roger looked concerned.
Who's Marsha, he said weakly. She's the lady of the island.
It's her island. You need to visit her first so
she can make sure you won't do any damage to
her island. How will she know, Roger asked wearily. Oh,
she will know, she sees right inside you. Edward replied,
his statement, underlined by the faint giggling sounds from the crew.
Deciding not to push it any further, Janeton Roger fell
silent for the rest of the journey to the island.
As the boats landed on the soft sand, Janet and
Roger stepped away and into the shadow tied of the beach.
It felt so strange to feel land under their feet again.
Janet almost stumbled. She had gotten so used to the
sway of the sea and adjusting for it. The steadiness
of the land was just confusing. Without asking, two crewmen
ushered them across the beach and into the forest that
edged the sand. Somehow, the light just seemed to vanish
as they entered the canopy of the trees. Walking across
the bridge, what looked like crocodiles or maybe alligators thrashed
in the mud underneath. Janet had no idea which they were.
She could never tell the difference. Entering the hut on
the fire side, a single candle was lit on the
far side of the room. Peering through the darkness, Janet
could make out vague shapes. Just you, just you, Roger,
a voice said from the gloom. Janet almost felt relieved
to leave. Once outside, she could breathe the air again.
She felt a little less oppressed by the stiflinger. She
felt a little less oppressed than when she was in
that stifling astmysphere than when she was in the stifling
atmosphere inside the cabin. A few minutes later, the door
opened and Roger walked out, his face a veil of shock.
Your turn, he said, his voice sullen and sounding a
little scared. Entering the darkness of the cabin, Janet gave
herself a moment to climatize to the darkness again. Her
voice simply said, you are her. She couldn't quite place
the accent it seemed to drift from continent to continent.
You know the curse of the Queen Marlin's revenge. Of
course not, she said. Janet could hear the grin in
her voice. Only a man who seeks women, or a
woman that seeks men might be captain. All other crew
will seek their own. It is a curse handed down
by the devil himself that the crew might settle through eternity.
Janet could only say, oh in response, She really did
feel she had fallen into the rabbit's hole. Now, the
voice in the darkness grinned again. The ship's treasure is here,
and the captain himself is looking to reclaim it, to
settle a debt with the governor. There was a pause,
which Janet felt was for dramatic effect. He cannot claim
it now, only the captain can. Now go follow your crew,
the strange voice said. It's tone inviting no debate, As
if by magic, Her feet were moving, willing her away
from the cabin and on to the sunlit beach. Where's Roger,
she asked the lead crewmate. He went both to the ship.
She didn't want him on the island, Oh, Janet said,
following them across the sand. It would be nice if
she could have enjoyed the sand. It was so soft
and warm in the morning sun. She really did wish
she could just take a few hours and enjoy it,
but that was obviously out of the question. Everyone was
in a desperate hurry to get this treasure or package
or whatever it was back onto the ship. When she
caught up with the rest of the crew, they already
had dug a deep hole and were pulling a chest
from its depths. As her chest crashed into the sand,
Edward grabbed some keys from deep in the recess of
his coat, selecting one and sliding it into the padlock
before turning it. The lock didn't fall open or even click.
In fact, it did absolutely nothing. Furious, Edward pulled a
pistol out and took aim at the lock. It was
unfortunate one particular crew member happened to be standing where
he was, and that was in the ricocheted line of
the shot. Some of the other crew members dragged his
lifeless body into the trees. There was already a murmuring
growing between them. They were obviously massively superstitious, and the
captain not being able to open their treasure chests and
another crew member being killed in the process was not
going down well. Taking a deep breath, Janet pushed through
the crew members, Looking Edward straight into the eye, She
silently took the key from his grasp, lowered it, then
smiled when the locks sprung open first time, their gaze
never panting, Edward said, though Marlene has never had a
woman as a captain, treat it well. Dropping the keys
and turning, he started to walk away across the sand.
Where do you think you're going? Janet asked, in what
she hoped was a dominant voice. I have a need
for you, she said, grinning. Edward turned and suddenly followed
them back to the ship to say, gossip moves that
the speed of light is an understatement. As they boarded
the ship, the crew on board were obviously very aware
of the situation and gave various signs of confirmation of
their allegiance to Janet. She followed two of the crew
as they put the treasure chest in her cabin. When
Janet entered, Edward is in there packing his effects. Oh
you're not going anywhere, Janet said, grinning. I can't stay
on a ship I used to be captain of. Do
have some pride? He replied? Is expression still darkly sullen.
You'll all learn to get along just fine, and anyone
not towing the lion will be kill holed, she said,
with as much severity as she could manage. Besides, where
the hell are you going to go? She said, holding
his gaze. I know who you are, mister Blackbeard. The
devil himself will track you down. He already has. He muttered. Hush,
you know you might enjoy it after a while, Janet said, smiling. Besides,
I'm not giving you the permission to leave. You can
add the gate's cabin. She'll there when I want you,
she said, before turning away. As the crew members left
her cabin, she turned to Edward.
Speaker 2: So we have a deal. I don't know crap about
running a ship, you do, but the ship obviously wants
me to captain it. She watched him. Keenly O K,
he said, chewing every word. Good. Let's seal the deal,
Janet said, as she lay back on the bed. Sliding
her jeans down her legs, she parted at thighs, exposing
her wet panties to him. Eat me until I can't
come any more, she said, grinning mischievously, holding her gaze.
Edward dropped his back to the ground and stalked to
the bed hungrily. His lips dropped onto her panties, his
tongue teasing the edge of the material, pushing it back,
before sucking her folds between his teeth and dragging them
between them. A wave of desire cascaded over Janet. Her
legs pushed up over his shoulders so his mouth might
get deeper, circling his tongue across her panties, caressing around her,
clip through the material. Already, the excitement of the day
throbbed between Janet's thighs, her pussy aching to be fucked.
Already it was clutching wildly for a cock. She needed
to be fucked again. Damn, whatever it was between them,
it burns so deep inside that she could barely control it. Roger,
come here, she called out, light briefly blooded the cabin
as Roger entered, and then closed the door behind him,
silently rim him, she moaned. Roger did as he was told,
unbuckling Edward's pants and slide in them over his ass,
exposing the globes to the cabinair, Rubbing his hands firmly
over the cheeks his fingertip caressed Edward's rosette, forcing his
hasch to clutch with need, pressing his lips between his cheeks.
Roger's tongue caressed his ass, teased as his fingers mastaged
from his ass to his bulls, forcing moan after moan
louder and louder from Edward's lips. The vibrations of his
moan resonated on Janet's pussy, igniting her desire still further.
As she felt the vibration of his moans echoing through
a cliff and moving all through a body, she pulled
him harder onto a pussy with her legs around his head,
finger him now, she commanded. Roger's fingers obviously found its
way inside his eyes. As Edward's moments became more intense,
panting against her pussy with need, the irruption of pleasure
Janet felt echoed around her whole body, rubbing her pussy
against his beard, the sensation becoming so intense, so passionate.
She tried to control a roorchasm. There were so many
things she could imagine doing with these two, but they
had years to explore all those fantasies. Right now, she
needed to come so hard, running her fingers through Edward's hair,
she pulled his head up, his beard glistening with her juices.
She simply said, fuck me. Without waiting, he shifted between
her thighs, his hard cock pushing between her folds, pressing
long and deep into a pussy. The sudden sensation of
him filling her of her lips stretching around his wide
girth made her moan so loudly. Without warning, he pounded
into her, his length, pushing along her clip as his
cockhead massaged her pussy wall. Damn, she could feel every
inch of him throbbing inside her, every thrust pushing so
deep inside, swelling her pussy. Fuck his ass, Roger, she
stuttered between moans. Roger didn't need a second invitation. He
slid his cock inside Edward's ass, thrusting slowly at first,
but getting more intense. Janet could feel every thrust of
Roger's cock as it not only pushed Edward to thrust harder,
but caused his cock to swell even further inside her.
She could feel her orchasms swelling through her legs like
an uprising avalanche of pleasure. It moved between her thighs,
her hips, thrusting back against Edward, wanting him deeper, even
though he was fucking her deeper than any man ever had.
Her clip throbbed furiously with the pleasure in her body
of a being fucked like a pile driver by these
two men, watching their face moving like an erotic puppet
show as they fucked each other, and as one fucked
her the sensation's growing, Janet pushed even harder against Edward's cock,
gripping its shaft. His swollen length, pushed int his swollen length,
pushed her to the very edge. She wanted to feel
the sensation of them both coming. They were so close,
She had heard them come so much she knew they were.
She had to try and hold onto this orgasm until
they came. She wanted to experience that. Roger's fingers dug
into her legs as he pounded into Edward's ass, Moaning loudly,
he grabbed her calves before Janet could feel a distant trembling.
Edward had no choice to follow suit. The swollen cock
in his ass, mixed with the sensations of Janet's pussy
clutching hard onto him, squeezed his orgasm out of his body.
Every drop exploding into a push. See feeling the sensation
of both these men coming inside her. Janet finally Letter
or Chasm Girl, as she screamed in pleasure, her whole
body alike with a wildfire of desire, as wave after
wave of pleasure embraced her whole body, not wanting to
break this magical triage, they lay there, panting gently for
the longest moment, waves of pleasure moving between the three
of them. Eventually, Janet said, you had the mate's cabin
insiether side of me. I have a feeling I might
need a lot of assistance in my days as captain.
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