Dangerous Voyages (Closed)

Jack awoke with a start. It was still night, and moonlight streamed in through his cabin window, bathing the room in soft, blue light. Calm winds and seas gently rocked the ship and her mostly slumbering inhabitants. Jack usually slept soundly, but his dreams had been filled with visions of Maria and her naked young body, riding him like a ship rides a storm, rocking steadily up and down. She had looked deeply into his eyes and pleaded, "Take me, Mr. Jack, take me now..."

Jack's manhood was aching for release, for touch. He turned to check on Maria...and found her small, perfect breasts exposed to him as she slept. Jack tried not to look, to turn around and ignore the display. No, having the Spanish flower as a crewmember seemed unrealistic.

Turning from Maria, Jack gently and quietly massaged his engorged manhood as he lay on the floor of his own cabin. The very essence of weakness, he scolded himself. And reduced to it in a day. What he wouldn't give just to take this girl, if only he hadn't given his word...
 
Accustomed to waking at the slightest of unusual sounds, Maria silently propped herself up on her elbows and watched Captain Jack satisfy himself against the velvet cuffs of his gorgeous jacket.

When he guiltily looked around the room after he was finished their eyes met.
 
At some point, Jack became too engrossed in pleasuring himself to notice much else around him. Finally, he felt the pleasure surging through his brain and his body release, and then his hot seed squirt from his body into the blanket.

Coming down, he caught his breaths in pants as he quickly looked around the room again-- only to lock eyes with Maria, who must have been watching the whole display. He lay frozen for a second, regarding her in the moonlight not as a subordinate or guest, but as someone now in a superior position. It made him greatly uncomfortable.

Finally, he tried to speak. "Miss Maria, I...". But then words failed him.
 
Maria raised her finger for him to hush and smiled as she sat up in bed letting the soft white cotton sheets fall to her waist.

"I would be surprised if a man like you didn't have some women in some far away port that he longed for. Make no apologies, sir. I enjoyed the show. That look of stern concentration on you face as you think of her is quite bewitching. Though, I advise thee be careful as you probably don't want your face to freeze in that countenance."
 
So Maria thought he was thinking of someone else. Did he dare tell her he had just done that thinking of her? Of those lovely supple breasts she now displayed to him so freely?

"You are correct...in a way. There is someone I long for. Tell me, there must be someone back in Spain you've been thinking of these many weeks?"
 
"Uhhh, no!" Maria answered emphatically.

"My father has been trying to marry me off to old, fat, rich guys since I was thirteen. I started taking sword lessons when I was fourteen. You do the math."

Maria eyed the captain and grinned. "So ... is she pretty? You know, some girls like other girls just as much as men do. Do you think your girlfriend and I could be such friends, or is she some puritanical virgin that you want to keep as pure as the snow atop the Cordillera Cantabrica?"
 
Jack smiled at Maria. "The woman I was thinking of...just now...is not a shy virgin. She can fight and best many men at once. She is decisive, and knows what she wants. She's not a blond, large breasted English woman. She's thin and fiery and...the woman I was thinking of just now...She's a beautiful Spanish flower, and she's just claimed her life."

Jack could feel his member hardening again for Maria. Without expectation, he didn't try to cover it up.
 
Maria blushed and then slid out of bed slowly and deliberately.

Standing over the captain, she stared down at him as she stretched her arms above her head.

The dry white cake of several other men's enthusiasm flecked off her slender inner thighs.

"Some Spanish flowers have been a popular attraction in the garden for many other admirers, sir. Some can see the sunlight of freedom that they seek, but don't know what they can do to do to keep it."
 
Standing slowly before her, cock lewdly sticking straight out, Jack brought a hand to Maria's face and brushed her cheek.

"Maria, you already know. You fight for what is yours. You survive by any means necessary. You remember that rules are made for those in power and act accordingly. You love but don't completely trust. You live hard and forget quickly. Maria, my Spanish flower...you are already a pirate!"

Knowing she was already sore and exhausted, Jack looked tenderly at Maria for a long moment, then leaned in and kissed her lips fully and passionately.
 
Maria surrendered to him and melted into his huge arms.

She lifted her left hand upwards half terrified of what she would find waiting, yearning, for her between his legs.

'WHY were pirate rogues all so blessedly large down there?!!' she asked herself in despair.

"Oh Mister Jack," she cooed as she stroked his ever growing ardor in her soft, delicate, spoiled rich girl hand. "I'm no flower. But ...," she added as she sank to her knees, "I have been schooled in the ways of the Orient."

Kissing the tip of his throbbing red manhood Maria dedicated herself to the challenge facing her.

First her soft red lips engulfed his fleshy mushroom of desire and then she began to accept the challenge down her long, regal, half bloodline to the Spanish throne throat.

"Oh Mister Jack!" she sighed as she slobbered over the thing when she came back up for air. "It's so muy grande!" she purred as she sank back down on the tower of passion in front of her.

Hoping he wouldn't pick her up and toss her like a rag doll on the bed to have his way with her sore, previously invaded womanhood, Maria concentrated on the lessons taught to her by her Oriental maidservant.

By the response she was getting from Mister Jack, her Oriental maidservant had tutored her exceptionally well :D
 
The sensation Maria was giving him was incredible. He watched her lovely Spanish mouth as it engulfed his manhood and made it disappear down her throat. He was already lost in pleasure, and the feeling of Maria's soft tongue caressing the sensitive head of his cock was almost too much to bear. Jack looked into Maria's fiery eyes as they gazed up at him, his cock still in her mouth as he pumped his hips slowly in and out. He was already approaching the edge.

"Maria...alright Maria...you must stop now...I don't want to...Oh, Maria, wait!"
 
Maria's young, rosy lips smiled around the tree of enthusiasm trying to control itself in her mouth.

Looking up into his eyes she decided to tickle the very very back of her throat again with the hard bulbous tip of his obviously pent-up desire for a woman's touch.

She could tell he was close to showing her how much he liked her.

So even though her eyes were already watering from the struggle he presented, she kept at it. Feeling his silky rapture explode in the back of her throat was all she could think about.

She played with his balls. They were so hard and so tight! God he was big! When was he going to explode? Would he warn her in advance or just erupt like the young stable hands back on her father's polo grounds?
 
Maria's smiling, encouraging eyes told Jack all he needed to know. And as her hand softly tickled his scrotum, he felt that sudden surge of pleasure that meant another orgasm approaching, and fast. As the blood ran from his brain and his body squeezed together, he called out to Maria through the approaching haze.

"Yes, Maria...you're making me cum, my flower...now...now!"
 
Maria accepted the warm ropes of affection in her mouth and across her face and all over her breasts with astonished gratitude.

"My goodness, Mister Jack!" she exclaimed after it was all over and she was a sticky, dripping naked mess.

"Umm, I forgot to ask if you have a bath on this ship," she added as she wiped the abundant goo from her eyes and off her face. "Otherwise, my reputation on this ship is going to be worse than it already is!"
 
Coming down from the intensity of his orgasm, Jack smiled down at the young Spanish flower, now covered with his seed.

"Here, Maria." He led her across the room to a secret closet carved into the wall and opened it. There, wedged in exactly to the frame of the closet, was a small, porcelain bath tub. Jack grinned at Maria. "Piracy sometimes has...unusual rewards. This came from a commandant's private family house. My spies tell me he can still hardly believe it's gone. Use that pitcher and basin there, and in the morning we'll discuss your new life. Good night to you, Miss Maria."
 
Maria gratefully accepted the chance to bathe after the captain ordered DuBois and two other crewmen to heat up some seawater and fill the tub for Maria.

Maria grinned as she hid her nakedness under the covers and watched the men make several trips until the small bath was full and she had the room to herself.

Slipping into the tub one long leg at a time, she eased herself into the warm cocoon of water and used the bar of some provided to her to clean herself from head to toe.

Emerging silky smooth and refreshed, she decided to wash the boy clothes that had been given to her along with the remains of her impractical white dress.

Realizing afterwards that she would have nothing to wear until they dried, she raided Captain Jack's closet like any nice girl would and scraped together an outfit for herself the best she could from what she found there.

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"So where are we heading to Captain - I mean Mister Jack?" she asked with a grin when she joined him up on deck by the big wooden wheel and squinted into the glorious blue horizon.

"Anywhere you like my dear," he answered.

"I have heard of a place called Havana. The food and the music there is suppose to be wonderful. Is it close? Can we go there?" Maria asked as she pulled a strand of her long luxurious silky black hair off her face.
 
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The chase is on!
 
Checking the wind, it seems we’ll be off the southern coast of Puerto Rico in days, then to seek that one isolated beach cove where pirates lay and wait for more prey. The days are hot and the nights cool, perfect for Maria to gain that golden amber as our last take of Spanish olive oil flowed so naturally down across her smooth breast, and perfect on her straight black hair to gain a few reddish streaks that fall down across her beautiful face and down to her lovely breast. Though clothes are an option, Maria loves as little as possible according to the days sun and the night breeze. Today, as the ship hits each swell, she is only wearing the tiniest as her long flowing hair covers her most. Her well muscled thighs, and strong arms are tight as the ship crashes across the waves, her hair blowing in the wind. Aye, I be one happy and content Pirate for now, as I watch Maria move so gracefully across the deck,...consequently I sense danger in the wind,.....
 
Having apparently decided to seduce the crew by wearing little to nothing on deck :eek: so that they would make her captain of the ship, Maria pulls a blowing strand of oily, scented hair off her face as she stares at the glorious blue horizon.

Noticing a sudden but intermittent warmth on her pretty bare toes, she looks down and sees a submissive, completely naked blond German hunk bowing dutifully at her feet.

"Yes? What is it?" Maria demands.

"Please, miss ... my need is so great. I have been at sea for many months. Just one kind touch I'm sure is all I would need ...."

Maria looks across the deck. The entire crew, except for the Captain who is resting below in his quarters, is naked and standing at attention in a row across from her with their obvious agitation on display in front of each of them.

"Stand up," Maria whispers hesitantly.

The giant of a man silently obeys and stands up before her and Maria gasps at the size of the huge red spear of flesh throbbing in front of her.

Maria glances at the other men as takes half a step closer to him and stares up into his handsome blue eyes. "Just one little touch is all you want?"

"Eine, bitte," he answers humbly.

Maria takes his impressive offering in her delicate little brown hand and gently caresses it. True to his word, in seconds it explodes all over her and he retreats gratefully away from her with just a nod. "If you wish to be the captain ...." he adds with a wave of his hands towards the rest of the crew.

The other men don't move ... until she smiles and waves the next one over to her.
 
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