by Jamie Hawke
“I… don’t know. Comforted her?”
“You know, about her past?” Esmerelda’s words came slurred, but in a whisper so as not to wake the woman.
“She told me.”
“Well, this… this is something.” Esmerelda considered the situation a moment longer, then curled up next to Frank, cuddling with him from the other side. “I was considering giving you a good fuck, but with her sleeping on you like that, it would be hard.”
Frank closed his eyes but realized he was fine with that. Because he knew it would happen, and there was no need to rush it.
“We’re all going tomorrow?” he asked. “Her too?”
“Far as I know,” Esmerelda said, eyelids slowly closing. “Even if she doesn’t want to get in on the action, she can help look out for the enemy, join in the fight if there is one.”
“You do know we’re going to get materials for weapons?” he asked. “I mean, not only to—”
“Fuck?” she looked up at him again, licked her lips, and said, “We can do both.”
With another sleepy grin, she lowered her head and was out. Two women, one sleeping on either side of him, and no action going on. Oh well! He was beat anyway, ready for the big day tomorrow.
He’d had his first raid against a pirate camp and lived to tell the tale. Stolen weapons from a fort. Fought off an attempt to board the ship he was on.
As much as being a pirate scared him, there was no more avoiding it. He was quickly going balls deep in many senses of the phrase.
And his dreams clearly demonstrated his awareness of that. It was amazing he didn’t wake up wet, because the night was filled with images of him floating on the ocean as Keisha and Esmerelda took turns riding him, lips and tongues somehow on his balls at the same time, caressing each other as waves splashed against them, and then finishing with his face buried in their pussies—somehow both at once.
“They should have a name for waking up with an erection as massive as that,” a random pirate’s voice said. Frank opened his eyes to see daylight—and a pirate with a lady under his arm walking by, both laughing at the huge bulge in his pants.
“Hmm?” Keisha said, starting to wake, and he quickly tucked it away, or tried, but forgot that Esmerelda was on his other side and ended up rolling her right onto it.
She woke with a cough and ran her hand along his erection, smiling groggily up at him. “Well good morning to you, too.”
Keisha sat up awkwardly, clearly uncomfortable, and pushed herself up, stretching. Of course, that view only made it worse.
“What’d we miss?” Milly asked, walking over with Mary. The two were ready to go, and had everyone’s gear with them.
“Ah, nothing,” Frank muttered, squirming as Esmerelda gave his cock a playful squeeze while she started to get up.
“You all slept out here?” Mary asked, glancing around at the drunks still on the beach. “I don’t want to hear any of you bitching about hangovers or… whatever else you might have to bitch about after sleeping in the sand and all that.”
“Sore pussies?” Milly asked with a wink.
“Unfortunately, no,” Esmerelda replied, hand to her head.
“Not yet,” Milly countered, and they laughed, though Frank felt the heat of the imaginary spotlights on him. He’d never suffered from performance anxiety, but he imagined the first time he finally got down with these ladies could be a first.
“Anyone needs to piss or puke before we go,” Mary said, giving Esmerelda a firm glare on the puke part, “now’s the chance.”
“I’ll take the former,” Frank said. He bent as he stood, not sure how he was going to take a piss with this beast trying to escape. He moved to an area past the rocks where trees and jungle gave him privacy, then pulled it out and bent at the waist, trying to angle down.
Just as it started to flow, a voice said, “That’s how it’s done, huh?”
He turned in surprise to see Milly there, watching, and nearly got her before getting his dick back under control.
She stepped back and said, “Fuck, that thing’s dangerous,” and laughed as she took a squat. “No need to be shy, we’re all friendly here.”
Without a response to that, he finished, glad to find the erection mostly gone by then, so that he could shake and put it away without hassle, then started to walk off. Milly chuckled behind him as the trickling started.
At times he found their openness liberating, at others completely over the top. Given the fact that the pros completely trampled the cons to death, he was willing to ignore any sort of uncomfortable feelings. The other ladies were sharing smoked fish and bread, and handed him some along with a makeshift pack for whatever they found out there. They all had them, as they weren’t sure how much they would need to lug back.
Milly returned and gave him a feisty smile, earning curious glances from the others, but they ignored it and soon the group was on their way, moving east per Frank’s instructions.
“Explain to me again how you know this,” Mary said. “Because how this mission makes any sense at all is beyond me.”
“I got the first rifle to work, didn’t I?” Frank said.
“That wasn’t an answer.”
Frank walked in silence for a moment, eyes on the sky overhead. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t think of a reason not to tell these ladies. At least, about the map part of the compass, anyway. The worst that could happen would be that someone would try to slit his throat and steal it, but if he was going to be sleeping with these women and fighting at their side, he needed to trust them.
To a degree.
“I found this… treasure.” He paused, glancing back to ensure they weren’t followed and nobody else was watching, then pulled out the compass.
“A compass?”
“In a sense.” He gestured them over, moving over to one of the trees and kneeling at its base, to be safe. “Before I do this, show you what this does, I need to know you’re on my side, as I’m on yours.”
“We know how to use a fucking compass,” Mary said. “Hello, pirates here.”
He made eye contact with her. “You most of all.”
“Why single me out?” She scoffed, hands on her hips.
“The attitude, maybe? The fact that you don’t seem to trust me.”
“Have you given me any reason to?” She turned to Milly, face growing red. “This man cums in my mouth, doesn’t bother to ask my name until later, and has the audacity to fucking tell me he’s not sure I’m trustworthy?”
“To be fair, you’re being weird right now,” Milly said, but then turned to Frank. “And to be fair, she’s right.”
“I’m sorry, she goes down on me so she gets a trust pass? Have you never seen Basic Instinct or any number of movies where sex is used to…” They were staring at him like he was an idiot, and he cursed. Of course they hadn’t, as they had no idea what a movie was. “Fuck, fine. You think that does it, I’ll go down on you right here.”
Mary laughed. “He’s missing the point. It wasn’t about that, it’s—”
“Just tell her what the hell you want from her,” Keisha interrupted. When everyone turned to her, surprised by her outburst, she added, “What will make you trust her and stop this bickering?”
“Him trust me?” Mary snapped, but Milly gave her a look that shut her up.
Frank thought about it, then said, “Honestly, simply her word.” Turning to Mary, he added, “I trust you, and will be loyal to the end, if you can say the same. All of you.”
Mary’s brow furrowed and she turned her nose up at him, but after a moment said, “Aye, you have my word. To the end.”
“Aye,” the others said in unison.
“Jinx,” Frank replied, but knowing they wouldn’t understand, gestured them in close. “What I’m about to show you, it might make you piss yourselves.”
Esmerelda laughed. “That so?”
“Yes.”
The firmness in his voice caused all smiles to fade. He pulled open t
he compass and activated the map so that it appeared as a display hovering just above the sand. Moving his hand in it, he could turn it so that it was three dimensional, even expand parts of it to zoom in. Finally, he indicated the X they were heading to, and looked up.
“This…” he started, but the ladies looked like they were in the middle of either shitting themselves or orgasming, all with mouths open and with various looks of confusion on their faces. Dammit, he’d made the wrong decision in showing them, he decided, and quickly put it away.
It took a second, and then Mary let out a breath, fainting.
“Oh, hell,” Frank said, rushing over and grabbing her, then reaching toward Milly. “Water.” Nobody moved. They were still staring. Frank pulled her over by the jacket, grabbed water from her pack, and held Mary up, splashing it in her face. He wasn’t a medic, he had no idea what to do in these situations.
A second later though, she was up and staring at him wide-eyed. “El Diablo.”
“No, I’m not the fucking devil, and neither is this thing,” he shot back, dropping her back to the sandy ground.
“Magic!” Milly said.
“Not the devil, and not magic.” Standing, Frank pulled the others out of their stupors, Esmerelda with a quick kiss, Keisha with a gentle nudge. “If anything, it’s from God. It’s what’s got us to this point, at least me, and I like to think I helped back there at that raid. And with the rifle. But no, I don’t really believe it’s good or evil, per se, but some sort of scientific invention.”
“How the fuck do you have that and not tell us until now?” Esmerelda shouted, only when she was done realizing how loud she was and putting her hands over her mouth. When she dropped them to her sides, she said, “Explain.”
“I really can’t,” Frank said. “Except for the fact that I knew you’d react like this.”
“Fucking right we would,” Milly said. “That—that thing’s crazy. Do it again.”
They were all staring, waiting, and Frank was surprised to see that their fright was turning into curiosity. In Keisha’s case, excitement even.
“Okay.” He pulled out the compass, knelt, and activated it again. “See, here’s where we are, here’s where we’re going. These other Xs, I assume, are spots where more of the crafting materials will be, for making weapons. Maybe other stuff, who knows.”
“God, this is so fucking hot,” Milly said.
Esmerelda was staring at Frank and nodded. He looked uncomfortably at Mary, who was also allowing her eyes to move across him.
“So much… mystery,” she said, almost under her breath. “Makes you wonder what else he’s capable of.”
“Ladies, I’m trying to show you—”
“Show us,” Esmerelda said, and then pounced. Frank barely knew what was happening.
“We have to be on our way,” he said as she pulled his shirt off. He pocketed the compass as his pants came off next, Milly doing her part, and then he was exposed to the wind, multiple hands running across his body.
Esmerelda took him in her hand first, grinning as she said, “I can feel the magic coursing through you already.”
That got a laugh, but Keisha was still sitting there, looking uncomfortable though not looking away. Frank was about to protest, when Esmerelda pressed her lips to his and he felt a surge of blood flowing down, followed by a tongue on his hips, hands on his ass.
Milly took him in her mouth as Esmerelda guided her head—the ringleader of the group, for sure.
“Wait,” Frank protested, finally pulling his thoughts together. He gestured to Keisha, “This isn’t fair to her.”
“She can join anytime she wants,” Milly said as she pulled his cock out of her mouth, but continued to slowly stroke it. That made his mind swim, in part because it felt so good and in part because Keisha and Mary were both watching so intently.
“I don’t think she wants to,” Frank said, closing his eyes for a moment as Esmerelda started nibbling on his ear, hands running back down to help Milly.
“She’s a big girl,” Mary said, and at Milly’s nod dropped to her knees, joining Milly as Esmerelda kept kissing his body, now from behind as she played with his balls and the base of his cock.
“It’s crowded,” Keisha said nervously, her eyes meeting Frank’s.
He tried to make an argument for stopping, feeling horrible about this. He knew she was going through some level of grief over her lost lover, even if it had been some time already. But before the words could come, and as his eyes threatened to close at the sight of these two women taking turns going down on him in full daylight, Esmerelda’s kisses on the back of his neck and hands caressing his hips, he lost track of it all.
All he knew was bliss and the perfection of the moment, and when he opened his eyes to see Esmerelda was pulling him to the ground, a glance over showed that Keisha wasn’t there.
14
“Where…?” he started to ask about Keisha, but was distracted by Esmerelda’s kiss. She nibbled on his lower lip and grinned as she spread her legs and teased the tip of his cock against her wet pussy.
“She went to keep a lookout,” Milly said, hand on his back, moving to his ass and slapping it.
“Don’t worry,” Esmerelda said, now starting to slide him in. “If there’s a problem, she’ll let us know. We have a system.”
That wasn’t what worried him, but as he felt her warmth engulf him, he honestly couldn’t remember ever having a worry in the world. All he knew was the warmth of the sun on his skin, the tender caress of Esmerelda and her gentle breathing as she buried her face in his neck… and then a finger in his ass.
He yelped, arced, turning to try and see what was happening, but was met with the sight of Milly behind him, giving him another spank as she moved that finger slowly in and out. Below her, Mary was laying so that at one minute she was eating out Milly, at the next turning to lick Frank’s balls while he slid back into Esmerelda.
This was new. Totally strange… but it felt fucking amazing.
“Don’t… stop,” Esmerelda said, hands moving along his abs and grabbing his thighs.
Mary’s tongue moved slightly up, moving around the area Milly’s finger was, and Frank let out a strange, high-pitched noise he wasn’t sure he’d ever made before, but went with it. Sliding into Esmerelda, he embraced the moment, moving as if he were the waves of the ocean, feeling one with the land and sea and all of nature. As he started fucking her faster and harder, he felt his balls against Mary’s face, then one time they slammed too hard and he had to pause from the pain, but she moved and, judging by the moans from Milly, was back to eating her out.
Meanwhile, Frank felt like he was going to explode with the mixture of intense pleasure spiced with that hint of pain, and finally reached behind him, moaning as he whispered, “No more, no more, I can’t take it.”
Not that it mattered much anyway, because with the next thrust he was cumming and Esmerelda was cumming, both holding each other tight as their bodies convulsed. When it was done, Frank collapsed at her side to see Milly bent over and fingering Mary as she ate her pussy, and then she plunged in too so that they were sixty-nining and Frank stared in amazement. For a moment, his cock was as hard as when it began, watching this, and he was caressing Esmerelda, wondering if he could go again.
She laughed and rolled over to be on top. Guiding herself down onto it, she rode him slowly, breasts shaking with each thrust, her beautiful blue eyes shining in the sunlight. And then she was cumming again, clutching him with her nails, and she was spent. When she moved aside, he saw that he was losing his hardness anyway, and worried it might be swollen if he’d tried to continue further.
He put his head back and stared up at a puffy white cloud scudding quickly across the sky, and let out a very satisfied sigh. “What a start to our journey.”
“Some break bottles, others rub chicken heads.” Milly reached over and cupped his balls. “Esmerelda? I say this is the best luck out there.”
Esmerelda laugh
ed and gave her a nod in agreement. “I’ll save some for you next time.”
“I got mine,” she grinned back at Mary, whose arms were wrapped around her. “But of course, I won’t complain if our man wants to stick me.”
“Our man?” Frank said, then laughed. It was so obscene, so out there, it felt like they were making fun of him or something. But based on what he’d just done with them, he knew that wasn’t the case. He was, in every sense of the word, their man.
Whether Mary really seemed to care one way or the other, he was still confused about. But then again, a woman doesn’t lick your balls or let them slam into her face if she’s not somewhat interested.
A bird’s whistle came from nearby, and Esmerelda replied with a similar one. “As amazing as this has been,” she gave Frank a kiss on the cheek, “Keisha says it’s time to move on.”
“Pity, you and she won’t be having our luck,” Milly said to Mary.
“We’ll have to hope it rubs off on us,” Mary countered with a sneer, her eyes moving over the nude women as they dressed.
“I… feel bad,” Frank admitted, now thinking back to Keisha.
“Because she didn’t get to experience the amazingness of your cock?” Esmerelda said, taking it in her hand again and blowing it a kiss.
Frank laughed, but shook his head, pulling away and standing to dress. “Isn’t this hard for her? Considering…”
“She wants in,” Mary said, already up and pulling on her shirt. “Trust me, I know. We just have to… work her in slowly.”
“You know what that’s like, right?” Milly said to Frank, holding up the finger that he assumed had been in his ass.
“That’s the opposite of what I meant,” Mary said. Frank blushed, too embarrassed to respond.
“Do we… wash up?” Frank asked, trying to change the subject now.
“Actually, there’s a lake nearby,” Esmerelda said, using leaves to catch the cum that fell out of her as she stood.
“Oh, shit,” Frank looked at the messy leaf, then to Esmerelda, heart pounding.