Friends of Sea Part. III
The dim light of the sunrise had barely started to appear from the other side of the ocean, just enough to brighten the night and clear the skies from clouds, but enough to see the sun rising above the sea waters.
It had been hours after the turmoil of the most extended orgy that boat had ever seen, the supply room was left with naked and knocked-out men, who had been milked dry by the immeasurable lust of four women. The floor was a mess of alcohol, semen, and sweat, but all the sleeping men who had been overstimulated until losing consciousness had a wide smile of satisfaction on their faces.
At the other side of the large supply room, a tiny bathroom made of varnished wood planks and copper, sealed within a valve of water heating a rusty shower, had two beauties slowly making out with each other as the hot water ran over their bodies and the steam clouded their vision.
Noel's large breasts were being tenderly massaged by Flare as they both stood close together, sharing the stream of water without a bother, their tongues gently swirling and wrapping with the other, kissing in between. Both of their hands would reach for their partner's breasts, pressing their breasts against their hands, pinching each other nipples between their fingers. Their tongues would only stop to gaze at the other with desire, kissing softly and repeatedly, enjoying the softness and warmth of the other.
Flare would kiss the warrior's shoulder just to make her way up back to Noel's lips with her tongue, licking the skin from her collarbone to her neck and chin, sucking on Noel's tongue later to finish with a gentle beak kiss. "My God... what is happening to us..." The elf suddenly spouts, making both giggle awkwardly.
They shared another kiss, looking at the other with endearment, both women tightly pressing their crotch against the other, trying to feel their partner's clit and rub against it, kissing with their tongues once more. "I know right? I can't believe I'm still so horny..." Noel commented next, sharing another awkward giggle.
Then inside Flare's mind, a thought crossed her instantly "The boatswain... He never joined the orgy at the supply room" But after pronouncing those lustful thoughts and their implication out loud, she easily flustered. "I... I mean...!" She stuttered looking down to the shower plank floor. "If Lady Noel is still in the mood, he probably..."
Noel held Flare's face with both hands and gave her a silent smile, kissing with their tongues for a pause, the warrior of White responded. "He was different from the rest, wasn't he? He feels way better than the rest of them" Then paused to nibble on Flare's left ear, whispering in it "You're hoping to get your mouth fucked again don't you...?" She giggled innocently.
Flare nodded while drowning in a moan, feeling Noel suddenly reach her crotch with her left hand, massing her clit "I do... That feeling of being used... If is not with that man, is not worth it... D-don't tell Marine I said that though, alright?"
"Of course...!" Noel smiled, releasing her clit, kissing her softly "You're not the only one hopping to get roughed up after all."
After finishing cleaning their bodies and making out with the others, they took their clothes in one arm and wrapped old towels around their bodies. Stumbling through the aftermath of beaten men swaying on the floor of the supply room, Flare and Noel managed to get out from the lower quarters of the boat and return to the deck. They felt the salty sea breeze on their drunk faces from rum, and sex, then continued their path to the only place they could ever think their target was, the captain's room.
"Huh... Look who we got here, not what I expected..." Flare spouts with a judgemental voice, nearly at the door of the captain's room, there were glasses, completely naked. The woman with blonde hair was peeking from a corner of the open door, as the violent sounds of sex were coming out from it, the stowaway was masturbating just as violently, sitting on her naked buttocks against the plank floor but raising her legs, only standing on the tips of her toes, while four fingers were coming in-and-out her crotch with audible aggression, squirting repeatedly although almost invisible streams of vaginal liquids on the floor, her sight was stun locked on what happened inside the room, completely ignoring the people who caught her masturbating.
Noel approached with visible disgust in her face, as Glasse's hips moved against the rhythm of her hand to increase the pleasure, producing wet squelching noises whenever her finger pulled out her crotch. "Where was the girl who thought we were torturing her...? Hey, do you mind moving? We're trying to get in" She complained at Glasses.
"I... I can't help it... Is not enough, it wasn't enough!" The blonde girl cried with despair, still without looking at the other, simply drooling with an insane desire to what was happening inside there "I want more, I need more, I need... Him! I need him to fuck me like a whore again! I want that man! I need him, but she won't let me come in! Urgh... urrrrghhhhh" She then increased the pumping of her hand, trying to go as deep as possible with her four fingers while having a feral-like orgasm, groaning like an animal and squirming on the floor "I need him... I need him... my hands are not enough..." She cried and lamented.
The women gave a loud gulp at what they witnessed, as they were almost in the same predicament as the stowaway "We... we better get in and get this heat off once and for all..." Flare suggested.
"Before we end up like her" Noel nodded.
Circling the orgasm mess Glasses suddenly made on the floor, they ignored the girl and walked inside the room, their expectations were easily reached. Right there on the Captain's bed, Marine was standing on all fours over it, with her hands gripping the bed rail, but the scene was way more romantic than what the women had originally expected.
The boatswain's hands were gently holding Marine's with his entire body over the sweaty back of the captain, kissing her neck while ramming her from behind. His cock and balls created a loud smacking noise from the greedy drip of the captain's labia and the copious amount of semen and vaginal liquids pouring from both ends. Marine seemed to squint in pain and lust, with both eyes closed, softly moaning to every slam of the man's cock inside her, the bed trembling along his rhythm, kissing her neck, her back, and her shoulder like lovers would do, vigorously breeding Marine.
"My beautiful ladies... Did you also come here because you didn't have enough?" Between loud pants of exhaustion, the boatswain was the one who recognized their presence first, with suffocated laughter in between "I'll be dammed... I'm sure to reach my limit soon, but if you deem me worthy of it, I'll be your buccaneer tonight again... Right, my darling...?" He finished with a soft voice, as he released Marine hands, gripping tightly her large breasts and biting her ear, making her release a high-pitched moan.
"Yes... yes!" The captain nodded unable to deny the strength of the man "You can... you can have us, but you need to finish with me! I'm your only one, I'm your only one!" She begged them.
Feeling quickly intoxicated by the heat, and the smell of sex in the room, added to the moans of their words, Flare and Noel simply dropped their clothes on the floor and took their towels off in front of him. The women slowly climbed onto the bed, and as Marine continued being relentlessly slammed against the bedframe, Noel began to kiss the man on the lips front the right side, taking his arm and making him tightly grope her breasts, guiding his fingers into squeezing her nipple with his entire hand.
But when Flare began to do the same from the left, unable to kiss him as he was already stolen from Noel, decided not only to guide his hand into her chest, but to whisper a few words inside his ear, a silent phrase that stole his entire attention from both Marine and Noel, and left the women in great confusion.
Before any of them could pose a complaint, the boatswain pushed Flare's body violently against the bed, the elf looked back at him with submission and lust, opening her mouth to the inevitable moment in which the man sat in her face, pushing the entire length of his manhood directly inside her mouth. The captain and the warrior of white stood back in a mix of silent lust and horror, as the man lost his entire composure, unknown what exactly could have said for that reaction to happen, the man grunts like an animal in response, holding Flare's ears with both hands, deeply ramming and slamming his hips against her face.
A crude scene of sexual aggression, where the elf happily received the brutal response of the man, the entire weight of his abdomen, hips, and tights repeatedly slamming against her face, neck, and shoulders, the girth and length of his crotch, lubed on his precum and Marine's liquids, making his way around the flesh of her throat, shaping it to his erected silhouette, making her gag loudly every chance his pubes touched her nose, pulling out for barely a fraction of a second to hear the suffocated and panicked sounds coming out of her lips, making bubbles of saliva and semen.
The man kept pressing his weight over her more and more until he was prostrated on the bed, using Flare's mouth like a lustful maniac without an ink of remorse, and at the very last moment, just as a loud feral groan came out of his mouth, the boatswain pulled his dick out of her mouth and pinned down Marine on the bed "Yes... yes! You remembered you can only cum in me.. in me! Wait... WAIT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Her heart accelerated for all the wrong reasons, believing at first the man still remembered the promise with his captain, only to be surprised as he deeply shoved his cock inside her anus, bursting loads of hot semen inside her guts "That's... the wrong hole...! Urghhhhh! It's making me cum too...!" She helplessly cried, having her face forcefully locked by the arms of the man, her fingers uselessly scratching his muscles, the boatswain aggressively pumping his load while ramming the captain's big ass.
"Argh... Fuck I wanted to do that..." The man laughed dastardly, releasing the head of the captain and pulling out his member from her ass, leaving to women already coughing from the sudden and wild asphyxiation, Flare drooling loads of saliva mixed with precum, while Marine trying to overcome the sudden pain in her ass, and a load of semen filling her intestines.
Taking a loud mouth of air, the man stood over the bed and quickly locked his gaze with a scaredy-cat Noel, now walking up to her and slamming his still throbbing cock over the face and lips of the warrior of white, smearing all the secretions from the boatswain and the women over her skin. He looked at her dead in the eye, taking her head from the nape and pressing her against his cock "Lick..." He said with an authoritarian voice.
Noel gave him puppy eyes for a moment, having witnessed what happened in a matter of minutes, both her mind and heart had now great doubts about it, but after one lick over the length of his member, savoring the combination of liquids and swallowing it, she gasped with lust, and next the warrior had swallowed the boatswain cock on her own volition, taking it deep enough for her chin to touch his balls. when she pulled out, she took no hesitation in wrapping the man's member between her large breasts, squeezing them tightly together while sucking his tip clean, playing with her foreskin.
"Atta girl... I'm sure you all can handle the last few rounds I have last in me" The boatswain suggested with dastard laughter, giving a small peek to the blonde girl still furiously fingering herself out of the room "And when I'm done with the three of you, I could use her to relax a little..." His comments were only oil to the fire, making Glasses, masturbate faster to his words.
Getting tired of the slow way in which Noel was stroking her breasts on him, "Ahhh wait, that...! Ngh!" She stopped her by pulling on her nipples as hard as possible, pressing them between his knuckles, smacking her breasts next with both hands and holding them together as he took the lead of the titjob, hastily ramming her breasts "How a man can still have this much energy...?" Noel questioned with a moan, just to have her breasts released, her nape held in tight, and the boatswain's cock shoved inside her mouth and throat in one go.
"Because you all are making me crazy, with those hot bodies of yours..." He replied between pants, holding Noel's head by pulling on her hair by the scalp with the right, and her chin from the left "Now take me, take me all!" He grunts, brushing wildly his member inside her mouth, making Noel cry from her hair being pulled and the feeling of suffocation.
Marine looked at the scene with a bit of disdain, as Flare started to recover and the sun began to rise from the ocean, "Hey... M-maybe we should just keep doing this tomorrow...?" She hesitated fearing what happened a moment ago would repeat... and her instinct wasn't wrong.
As soon as the man's voice became weaker, he quickly pulled out of Noel's crying face and once again pounced over Marine, using both hands to press her head against the bed and perk her ass up "NGGGGGHH NO! THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED!" and once again shove it inside her ass, pumping and cumming at the same time inside her guts "Dar... Darlinnnngh..." She cried overwhelmed by the feeling, the hard cock forcefully ramming her from behind, pushing loads of semen deep inside her stomach, making her legs tremble like crazy from another orgasm taken against her will, unable to continue complaining nor begging him to stop, having her face strongly wrapped around his arms once more.
Minutes passed by after his second load before he would release the captain free, he now sat against the bedframe and spread his legs open at them. "If you had enough then let the blonde whore come in, otherwise..." He suggested with an inflated ego, pointing at his cock with his left index "Then clean..." He commanded next.
The three women, with their faces made into a mess of tears and semen, crawled on the bed to the man's lap, and following his order, started to lick from his ballsack, and slowly climb, slurping across his length.
"It's going to be a tiring morning for me..." The man whispered.