Pirates of the Seven Seas

Elizabeth

She watched Thomas she noticed he had dropped height but that didn't bother her she didn't care about height he had a handsome face so it was okay with her him being shorter then she thought. She pushed her hair back out of her face her hair covered her back. She didn't know why she was being so flirty she was pretty confused by the way she was behaving. She was getting horny and she needed some fun before setting sail for ages she didn't know if the man Thomas was one of the sails she hoped he was. She was shocked when she saw him but she tried not to show it as she dropped her beer bottle on the floor and she strutted over she was very confident. "Well hello do you think my boobs look better in person or from a height." She bent over her boobs nearly falling out.
 
THOMAS

Skidding to a stop before her, her waltzing over with glorious hip-shaking, she'd note he was just a bit shorter than her pert behind. When she leant over, the bosom so precariously balanced in her top - hovering over head far too deliciously - the blush on his face would be truly evident (as would be the ridge in his pants).

"Oh, in person... in person indeed miss." He was screwed, she was going to ask for something in a moment and he'd have to comply. Yep, this voyage would be a tactical one.
 
Elizabeth

She smiled at him his size didn't really bother her. She sat down on a rock near to him. "Are you one of the sailors Thomas or are you a land man?" She asked hoping he would be going to sea with her. She un-laced her top more. She grinned at him. She was feeling a little weird he wasn't like the normal guys she hooked up with. She saw him blush and it made her smile. She wondered if he would be small where it mattered like he was small in height. "Call me Elizabeth Thomas I don't like been calling miss Thomas would you like to feel my breasts?" She asked.
 
THOMAS

He watched her head over to the rock and smiled at how she made him feel at least, a little taller, "Yes, I'm with De Lyon." Telling secrets would be a problem, he realised, and De Lyon had a few of those. "Heading out to sea soon."

As though in a trance, he watched her fingers unlace her top, like a little dance with her hands, "Yes Elizabe..." How blunt was she, asking to feel them, but the words fell from his mouth, "Wouldn't anyone?"
 
Elizabeth

She looked at him and smiled at him "Oh that's great your coming I'm the hired entertainment I'm glad I can get to know you so what is your job ?" She asked as she ran her hand up and down her leg. She was a blunt woman it was how she worked when she wanted to have fun with a guy she would literally hand herself to him on a plate if she wasn't that into it she would just lay there and let a guy do what he wanted and she had done that once already today. She wanted to have fun with Thomas she was a little wet already,though people didn't know when it came to picking guys that she wanted to be with out of work she generally liked guys who were shorter. "I'm glad you want to feel so go a head" she smiled at him she was trying to welcome him to her boobs.
 
Thomas wanders closer, tentatively, hands outstretched for her bosom, "I'm the..." His hands linger fora moment before gently carressing them, stroking the mounds as they expand with each of her breaths, "Navigator miss..." Even with her sat he was level with them, eye to eye so to speak, and she coudl tell being so close was making him rather flustered
 
She winked at him as she felt his hands on her boobs. He was softer then most guys who just grabbed her boobs roughly she hated how some guys just grabbed her like she was a possession not a person. She nodded as she heard him say he was a navigator. "Well with you I know I won't get lost though I think I could get lost in your eyes." She was being sincere as she talked to him. She saw he was flustered and decided to be sweet to him. "You know your the first person in a while who's been gentle with me normally guys just see me as on object but your different your a gentleman and its hard to find a guy nice like you." She smiled at him as she pushed her chest out as she stroked his chest softly as she looked into his eyes.
 
He smiled a bit at her words, ready to reply, but before a single syllable could emerge her bosom had been pushed into his face, only idle indecipherable murmurs coming from between. Some people wandering by would laugh, as his hands continued to stroke - so gently - the tops of her breasts
 
She smiled as she saw his face in her boobs she stroked his head softly as she heard people laughing she shook her head she didn't care what people thought. She pulled his head up and she kissed his lips softly. She was enjoying his soft strokes she kissed him more passionately.
 
Thomas gasps for air when his head is finally released, but the gasp doesn't last long. Her luscious lips are against his tiny own, so he pushes up from his toes to really kiss her back as hard as he can, tasting her lips as a man in the desert would water.
 
She was enjoying the taste of his lips as she ran her hand down his leg. She moved back a little from the kiss. "Hey do you want to go somewhere private?" She asked as she started to stand up. She stroked her side looking at him.
 
He gasped when she stood, towering over him like a Goddess. He pointed up to his room, still lost for words, and hoping the gesture would communicate enough as his eyes lingered on her hips and behind.
 
She smiled down at him as she headed for the door she walked shaking her ass she glanced back at him as she walked into the tavern. She walked confidently she didn't even lace up her top again her boobs were nearly falling out of her top. She saw the stairs and she changed her path so she was heading to the stairs. She was starting to realise her personal type was short guys but when it came to work she had to go with anyone who had the money to pay her. For once she was excited about having sex because this was her choice and she wasn't doing it for money she was doing it for the right reasons.
 
Thomas couldn't hope but follow, wandering past Tus again, his eyes just completely lost to the ladies behind, he instead muttered, "Retract my last comment to you good sir" before following up the stairs.

Unlocking the room, he stepped in and beckoned her to the bed, smirking considerably, "You truly are a temptress of the waves good woman."
 
She looked in the room and smiled at him she slide onto the bed "Thomas are you sure you want to play with a naughty temptress minx like me I'd hated myself if I hurt you cause you seem like a nice guy and I'm a bitch." She whispered she looked at the floor a bit sadly. She ran her hand over her thigh " you know I'm doing this cause I want to not cause I have to I really do want you I'm not the kind of girl who actually wants a guy normally but I really want you."
 
Frowned and stood near the bed, peering up at the temptress, "Only do what you feel comfortable with miss... I don't think your a bitch at all." Part of him cried out to shut up, as he feared he'd lose his chance with too much chivalry, but a man has to be kind, especially with fellow crew.
 
"Thanks and I feel comfortable with you your the first person who has said I'm not a bitch and you've been so nice I like you your sweet I think we are gonna have fun on the ship together." She smiled at him as she got off the bed. "Get on the bed pants of I want to thank you." She said as she quickly kissed his lips softly she moved back smiling at him as she stroked her leg.
 
Clambers onto the bed on command, whipping off his trousers and throwing them aside, "Miss, I think I have to ex..." Before he can finish, her lips have locked with his again, and he doesn't care he is completely under her spell without her knowing.
 
She wondered what he was trying to say to her. She backed away. "What is it Thomas?" She asked. She was thinking about him she was starting to fall for him and she was starting to feel under his spell but he hadn't done anything but be nice to her and that's what she needed from a guy. She liked him and she wanted him so much. She ran her hand up his leg and smiled at him.
 
He shivers in anticipation whenever she strokes him, his body wild for her touch and more, but when she asks, he has to answer: "Have you ever met a cursed fellow miss? Because now you have... cursed to forever become and do as you desire, sometimes before you even realise it." Her fingers dance on his skin and his erection twitches for more.
 
She wasn't looking at his cock she hadn't even looked at his cock yet. "No I haven't met a cursed guy and what do you mean a curse who cursed you and why? What curse is it explain it to me please. If you can become what I want there is no need for you to ever change I like you as you are babes." She looked deep in his eyes she really wanted him she want him to be her short man but she didn't want to tell him she wanted him . Her hand was still stroking his leg.
 
Can feel her want and leaps upon her kissing her neck and arms and thighs as much as he can, occasionally spitting out the reason for his curse, "Went sailing... met crazy dream-girls... powers stuck... on me"
 
She moaned as she felt him kiss her body she stroked his chest as she crawled on the bed and kissed him passionately. She looked at his cock and she was very pleasantly surprised by his size. She stroked his cock softly looking into his eyes. She wasn't bothered he was cursed she wasn't bothered at all she was very happy to be on the bed alone with him.
 
He moaned at her touch, eye shivering closed with arousal, lost to her touch, sprawled on the huge bed with the redheaded wonder atop him!
 
She stroked softly and slowly as she looked deep in his eyes. She pushed her boobs in his face. She stroked his chest as she felt herself getting wetter by the moment and she was shocked how soaked her panties for she removed his top and skirt she was in just her bra and lace panties.
 
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