Lost at Sea (closed for scarlettnuit)

[scarlettnuit]

So many different sensations pulsed through her body that it was difficult for her to focus on him. Being filled made her body tingle from head to toe and she found herself opening her legs wider for him. She felt moans coming from her throat but she tried to keep them quiet, given their situation, but as he continued she found that she had to shove her mouth into the crook of his neck to muffle the sound.

When he pinched her nipple she thought she would die from the pleasure of it, the sensation causing her to get ever closer to her own peak. As her moan muffled against his neck, he began to moved harder and faster.

“Oh God!” She whimpered as she wrapped her legs around his torso, her hands moving back into his hair. She started to pant as the slapping sounds of their sex echoed in the small cabin. She could feel herself warming and tightening from the inside and she wondered briefly at the sensation. Before she could give it another thought, she felt herself start to break and her teeth moved into his neck as she cried out against his skin.

Her body pulled at him and milked him and she whimpered as he came, both the sound of his pleasure and the feeling of it sent her over the top again, her back arching up from the cot as she shoved her hand over her mouth to muffle her cries again. Her body then collapsed fully onto the cot and she looked up at him as her mind finally returned to her body. She grabbed his face and forcibly pulled it down onto her own as she kissed him and locked her ankles around his waist.

“Oh my God…that was so…amazing…” she said with a hint of wonder in voice as she started to place kisses all over his face.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Rose's enthusiastic response, vocal and physical, drove Conner to his own climax. His cock, buried as deeply as possible, pulsed repeatedly in time with her own climax. There was something immensely satisfying in sharing this moment with a woman, infinitely more so with it being her first time.

“Oh my God…that was so…amazing…” she said with a hint of wonder in voice as she started to place kisses all over his face.

He kissed her back with equal passion. "Yes, it was. You were. And, I promise you, that's just the beginning."

Conner continued to hold and kiss Rose as their breathing returned to normal. He was loathe to move, not wanting to leave this spot, but he knew she'd probably appreciate getting his weight off her. Gently, he slipped out and rolled over to her side, taking her into his arms.

"Definitely not how I imagined this happening, but I wouldn't trade it for anything."

Conner's hands gently rubbed her back, up and down her arms. His legs entwined with hers. No matter how foolish it might be to think such things, with the princess and in a place like this, he dared to contemplate a future between them. Perhaps it was a blessing they were still in a position to worry about such things.

"You're not going to sneak out on me in the middle of the night now, are you?" He gave her a wink and a kiss after he said it.

 

[scarlettnuit]

“Oh yes, didn’t you know? I’m secretly a mermaid, didn’t I say?” as said with a yawn and then fell happily asleep in Conner’s arms.

She was awoken by the sound of the door to their small cabin screeching open. She barely had time to focus her eyes before two men came rushing towards them. She managed to grab the sheet that had covered them and wrap it around herself as the men yanked her out of the bed, a third appearing to restrain Conner.

She was taken from the room, literally kicking and screaming, and moved around within the metal bowels of the ship. She wondered if they were going to throw her overboard when they arrived at the captain’s quarters. They walked into the room and she was thrown to the floor in front of their captain. She clutched the sheet to her body and managed to tie it in a way that turned it into a toga of sorts so that she could move without it falling to the ground.

“What is the meaning of this?” she half asked, half yelled.

The captain, who suddenly had a remarkable grasp of the English language, smiled a bit and then turned a laptop to face her. There, on the bright screen was her picture and news of her disappearance. Any safety she had in anonymity was now gone as the captain’s knowing eyes moved over her features.

“You will bring me much money. Your father thinks you dead. Imagine what he will pay to have you back,” he began and then walked closer to her and crouched so that he was at eye level with her.

“Given that your purity now seems to have disappeared…” he paused as his fingers moved through her hair, “I now wonder what it would be like to have a princess…” he grinned.

 

[WatchingCloud]

Ajit hadn't been thrilled when he learned his men had found castaways at their stash site. It'd have been so much easier had they just shot them and been done with it. Still, the man had made a good case for offering them a reward for their rescue and he'd been circumspect about asking the nature of their business in these waters. Money was money, so he'd agreed to the proposal in general.

Several hours later, than had all changed when one of his men brought to his attention a newscast with a missing "princess." Hassan had been adamant that the woman they'd brought aboard was this very missing, presumed dead, princess. Ajit was skeptical, right up until he'd seen her in person when barging into their "quarters."

He had her brought to his quarters while the man was kept behind, under guard. As soon as he hinted at knowing this petite beauty's true identity, he knew it was true. The look in her eye said it all. If she clearly hadn't been fucking that guy, she might still have been able to fetch him several million on the black market. Now, he just had to figure out how to milk her father for as much as he could.

And maybe enjoy a bit of that fine, white flesh in the meantime.

He switched to Arabic and ordered one of his men to leave them. The other, Pattal, his nephew and the youngest of his crew, he told to remain. "Video this," he told Pattal, trusting the young man had his phone handy as always.

Ajit turned his attention back to the princess. With a lightning quick movement, he reached out and snatched away the bedsheet she was trying to use as covering. She tried to hold on, but her strength was no match to his. Now uncovered, her true beauty was laid bare to him. His cock began to swell at the sight of her firm body and perky breasts. It has been forever since he'd been with a white girl, so accustomed had he become to African and Asia whores.

"We will need proof of your being alive," he said, nodding briefly toward his nephew who was dutifully recording while clearly fascinated. "So your father will pay up. I think he pay more for not letting this video get public, yes?"

Ajit chuckled. He reached down and unbuckled and unzipped his shorts. In moments, he'd freed his thick cock, dark as the rest of him thanks to his mixed African and Middle-eastern heritage and starkly contrasting with the girl's lightly tanned flesh. He wiggled his erection at her.

"You play nice and we let your man live. Understand?"