(This is set in the 17th century, about a woman on her quest to the New World.
I have used some modern terms like pussy, cilt, cock, etc. for the sake of ease only. I know that people who not have spoken in such a way back in the days of sea dogs and nobles. Hope you enjoy, tell me what you think, and don’t worry there will be more!)
The Adventures of Joan Minuit
Chapter II
I awoke to the tossing and turning of waves, not quite sure what the time was. I felt a bit sore from my first intercourse and rubbed my slightly aching pussy a bit before looking around. I thought about my experience and kind of enjoyed the feelings, its not so much that the man wasn’t handsome (in fact I didn’t find him repugnant at all), but that it wasn’t my choice. After a while of laying about trying not to stir up too much noise I remember what the man said to me the night before, after he had finished having his way with me.
“Don’t worry, tomorrow I will bring you food and water; just be sure to not be wearing anything when I come down. Because bread and water isn’t the only thing you will be swallowing.”
I didn’t know quite what he means, though I guessed it was something I would not favor. He couldn’t expect me to put my mouth on his male member? I tried not to think of it. At about midday, or so I figured it to be, I saw the light of a lamp swinging down a step of stairs and a figure coming down into the hull. I figured it was the same man as the night before, and I havetily took off my dress a bit puzzled as to why he wanted me to remove it. He had no trouble before making love to me with my dress on. Sure enough it was the same man, this time he carried a large piece of bread and what seemed to be a flask along with his lantern. He grinned as he neared me and his eyes widened as he saw my naked body. I held my hands over what portion of my breasts and vagina. He set down the lantern on a barrel, and the food and drink next to it.
“Come now, its alright just let your hands down” said he, as he smiled in delight. “You can have this here food after you’ve paid for it.”
“Paid for it?” I asked naively.
“Aye, that’s right missy. And no, you won’t be paying me in pence or pounds either.” He moved quickly close to me and put his arms around me. I didn’t move, know what the price would have to be. He kissed my face, but avoided my lips, knowing that kissing a woman who doesn’t love you can be worse than making love to her. He moved his called hands over my body, feeling my large breasts Intently. He moved each hand over one as he peered down at them, moaning softly to himself with each touch and each squeeze. He pinched one of my nipples and I gave a short cry, half of delight, half of an unexpected manner. He then moved his mouth to my breasts licking and sucking each one in turn. I juststood there, but I began to give in to his tongue and mouth. I began to feel wet in my womanly parts and enjoyed his pleasure.
He used one hand to rub one breast as his mouth worked the other. His free hand moved down around my cilt, and fingered me gently. After a while of this he slowly stopped and began to undo his belt. I thought then he would put me on the same barrel and penetrate me again. I was wrong, his pants dropped to the wooden floor of the ship with a thud, his cock was fully erect in the lamp light. He reached down to where my dress was laying and grabbed the folded apparel and put it down on the floor before him and in front of me.
“Get down on your knees here lass.” He said with a half grin, expecting what to come.
“Alright” said I, as I slowly and hesitantly moved to my knees in front of him and his hard cock.
He put his hand on his cock and pulled it down to point straight at me. “Nowsuck it missy, if you want to get your bread and water.” He said in an awful tone. I looked at his cock then up at him in dismay.
“You’ve sucked your mum’s title before for milk. This is little different, except you will find a better liking to this than your mother’s milk. Come now just open your mouth…”
I looked back down at his cock, and slowly opened my mouth as moved my head closer to it. I put my mouth around his head and gave a short suck. I sucked just for a moment on his head, not taking more of his elongated member into my mouth. He moan with pleasure as my lips rapped around his cock’s head. Then the man pushed his cock a little bit deeper into my mouth. At first I almost pull off, but fearing no food and being discovered I keep the sucking motion I had maintained. The man moaned louder and greatly enjoyed my mouth on his cock, but he wanted to feel move on his cock in my mouth and throat. He put one hand gently to my head and pshed my head slowly down his cock, as he thrust his hips very slowly. I took more than half of his cock into my mouth, a bit shocked and he pulled his cock out for a moment; to give me breath and to keep him away from climaxing too soon. His cock went back to the default position pointing up when I moved my mouth off his penis, but it was slightly throbbing.
“Well missy you sure feel good to a man…” he moaned before he nodded his head and moved his hand to his cock pointing it at me again, as a command to put my lips around it once more. I did so and from his thrusting actions I deduced that I should move my head back and forth than just suck it like a title of a wet nurse. I moved my head back and forth on his shake, I felt his taste, a kind of salty taste to his cock. He moaned with joy as he ceased his thrusting to let me do the work.
“oooooh yes that’s the way…” he moaned loudly as he looked down at me. My hands were idle and I suckedhis cock rather poor, compared to later events. He too, saw that my hands were idle and he spoke to me in a rather gentle voice.
“You can use your hands to rub it too girl. Don’t be shy.”
I did as he said and put one hand on his cock at the base nearer his large ball sack. This, I found, allowed me to pull off his cock, take a quick breath and then continue. I did this and I looked up at the man whom I was pleasure. He wasn’t even looking at me at the moment, but was caught up in total delight. With each suck either hard or fast he seemed to cringe in delight. I took a bit more of his cock inside my warm mouth and closed my cool lips tighter around his throbbing shaft. I felt him sway a little bit as I sped up my lips and say to me in a long moan.
“Keep going, but be ready to swallow what ever comes in your mouth….like I told you before, you wouldn’t just swallowing bread and water.” He grinned. I was a bit scared and didn’t know what to expect. It was surely going to be the same fluid he deposited inside me the other night, but this time in my mouth. Would it taste horrible? I wondered as I continued sucking, wanting to cure my curiosity as well as finish this “payment”. I sucked a bit faster and harder now, bobbing my head on his cock again and again as I used one hand to slightly stroke his shake. I looked up at him, and his eyes met mine, he was about to climax, though I didn’t know it. I continued sucking in long strokes, taking in half of his cock, as much as I could then stand, with each movement of my head. He moaned louder and louder, then as I was sucking I felt his strange warm juices shoot deep into the back of my mouth. I almost gagged, but he spoke softly as he moaned and shoot.
“Keep going now, keep your mouth on it.” I did so and swallowed the salty substance down, wanting to throw it up but continuing. I feel his warm juices cease from filling my mouth, and I took the last of his fluids down, but ignorant I still sucked his cock, now almost sick from his juices. He moaned loudly as he peered at me and enjoyed the feeling of my warm lips around his very sensitive cock. It was too much for him however, and he pulled his cock out of my mouth with a sight of pleasure.
“You sure have earned your meal lass.” He nodded towards the food, as he pulled his trousers up slowly and buckled his belt. I remained on my knees, still tasting his gooey fluids in my mouth and taking the remains down. He picked up his lantern and spoke once more to me.
“I’ll bring you food and water tomorrow too my sweet, but the payment will be the exact same.” He grinned with pleasure as he moved off to join his shipmates.
I moved quickly to the food and water, taking a gulp from the flask to wash down his sticky juices, then I eat bits of the bread. Tomorrow, the same thing…I thought to my self asI sat naked eating a drinking on top of my dress. I had been lowered to such a level as I never thought possible, but it was that or starve, or be found out. It was better than him shooting his semen inside of me, after a hard pounding, which I had not yet gotten used to.
The next day he came down the to the hull again, bearing food and drink just the same as before, and expecting the same payment. The payment was given, and this continued for a good while, perhaps a week or more I began to loose count. Each time he would give me food and water to devour, as well as his sticky substance. I began to realize something as I sucked his cock. I began to notice that I had control When I had his cock inside my sweet mouth. He was at my whim, I could suck harder, and he would moan more. He enjoyed when I sped up, and I could control his joy however I wanted. I began to use my hands more often, and that aided in his climaxes. I got used to the taste of his juices, anddidn’t quite mind sucking his male member at all, I would grow very wet and enjoyed having that power over him. Of course he did have some power over me, but when I had his cock in my mouth I was the master, and he the captive of my lips and tongue.
On one day, he took a great affinity to my breasts, so much so that he grabbed my breasts and placed his cock between them, making love to them with great joy. I learned too that my body was very pleased to his eyes, and my breasts could please him, almost as much as my mouth. It was much easier for me if he made love to my breasts, even if I had to take his cock inside my mouth for a bit. However on the first occasion he did this I, again was ill prepared for when he let his semen fly. It made quite a mess, shooting out onto my breasts and neck and even a little on my face. He enjoyed doing this very much. And I grew much more, aware of my skills in making love. One time however, as I he was making love to my breasts, alternative with letting my mouth please him, there was a loud bell rung on top of the deck, a call for all hands. He, very unwelcome disappointingly, stopped before he could climax, pulled up his pants, and buckled his belt as he moved off to the deck in haste, at least leaving the food.
Had I only known it was an alarm letting the crew know that pirates were spotted….
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