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just you and my voice. This is your time, your time to relax, your time for sensuous satisfaction, Your time to release that in a woman as you listen to my voice and feel the story moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. The ship continued on its journey for what seemed like months. The first few days, Janet had planned to escape to get Roger away from his fate, but after three times of trying, every time
Roger just seemed to find a reason not to. She was beginning to doubt he wanted to escape at all. Of course, Edward wasn't exactly making their future clear. Every day he wanted to fuck her, always from behind, always with Roger watching, tied up and unable to pleasure himself. At that moment, Edward really seemed to get off on Roger's torment. That the bait now was Why was he tormented?
In three years of marriage, it was always Janet that had instigated any intimacy, and with some effort, she had to admit Roger was hardly ever ready Roger like he was now the man had a permanent erection, and Janet was damn sure it had nothing to do with her or the fresh sea air, unless he hated her that much. Watching her being fucked so hard it almost made her
pussy split turned him on. Watching her being tied to the ship's will while Edward fucked her mouth forcing a gag reaction, and then last night pretty much confirmed it was nothing to do with her at all. It had all begun so formally. Edward and her were sat to dinner, nothing fancy, just salted beef and carrots, as usual, but it was warm and thilling. Janet had learned quite a lot about pirate life on her short time aboard the
Queen Maline's Revenge. She had learned that pirate society was a brutal democracy, with the captain voted him by the rest of his ship. How every crew member got an equal share of any plunder. She didn't wonder about that one was she considered plunder, and if so, it made her thighs tightened and clip throb just at the thought. After they had finished the mill and everything cleared away,
Edward had waited on little ceremony. He pulled her shirt apart roughly, his hand grasping at her breast with demonic desire. Loosening the button of her jeans, he pushed them over her ass, taking her panties down with them. His hand wasted no time, pushing between her thighs, his fingers grasping at her clip, rubbing it roughly. Janet hated the way her body responded so wantonly damn he was so rough. There was absolutely no affection. He just wanted to fuck her.
Why the hell did her body become so turned on that his touch he wanted to come? After that first night, there was little attention to what she wanted. It was all about him, and frankly, how hard Roger got. He hadn't even put his throbbing cock inside her when he called for Roger, well Cord might be understanding it, he yelled, was closer to the mark. Without waiting for the door to open or in declose, Edward pushed her back on
to the table. Climbing over her, He grasped her breast tight around his cock, squeezing them along his length as he thrust his cock between them. The sensation of the hard shaft brushing along her breast, his thumbs rubbing her nipple so roughly, and watching his cockhead erupting for between the curves of her breast intensified the sensation between her thighs. She hadn't heard Roger enter the room, or the door
even close. The first she knew of him coming was Edward commanding him to get on to the table and put his cock next to his own. Edward released her breast slightly as Roger slid his cock next to Edward's, the two men thrusting between her tits in opposite directions. The motion of the two cocks pushing in and out between her breasts, the throbbing sensation that just seemed to pulse through her. Feeling their bulls dragged along her flesh.
She could picture the two men sat over her, holding each other's gaze as they fucked her tits harder and harder, the sound of their moans growing in unison, that pulsating sensation moving between their cocks, sending waves of pleasure moving through her body. With both men over her, she could barely move. She had to deny her pussy its desire to rise and be fulfilled. It clutched desperately, pulsing with
need to fill one of the cocks inside her. When she heard those last moans turning to growls, she could feel her pussy trembling with the need to come, the throbbing ache undeniable. As their warm come shot over her tits, smearing over her naked flesh. She heard their gasps of satisfaction. With his cock still throbbing come, Edward slipped down her body and thrust his still hard cock deep inside her,
violently pounding into her pussy. Her core clutched viciously, grasping along his length as he continued to pulsate warm come inside her. Without warning, Roger's lips were moving over her breast, hungrily eating the two men's come, her tongue voraciously licking it from her body as he sucked the last drops had come from her nipples. Her body tensed in the raptures of pleasure, Edward suddenly spank to her clip without warning as he thrust again, the gentle sting turning to
a warm glow that echoed throughout her body. As his thumb ran gently over her clit. Janet couldn't contain her pleasure any longer. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him in tighter, his cumb spilling down her lips as he continued to fuck her with relentless thrust, Her body tensing as a pleasure moved through her. She moaned loudly as her orgasm exploded, Not waiting for her trembling to stop. Edward sank to his knees, his lips secured over her pussy,
his tongue flicking around her clit. The sensations moving through Janet's body were so incredibly overpowering, his tongue flicking harder and harder, sucking her clit between his teeth. Her orgasm flooding over her again, her clip throbbing with the sheer pleasure of his mouth teasing at her throbbing pussy, sucking her lips, biting them, the tinkle of his beard sending pulses of delight or ricocheting over her whole body, as his tongue probed deep inside her folds, exploring her juices,
their juices. Her body erupted into a wonderful climax again, her legs tensing around his head as she pulled him tightly against her, willing him to taste every drop. As her moans gently became softer, Edward slid up her body, grinning that mischievous grined. His hand reached up and sleered through Roger's hair, putting him closer to them, until they all met at one point, their lips exploring the taste of come moving between their mouths, their tongues exchanging their pleasure.
Just feeling the heat moving between them seemed to confirm everything Janet was thinking. She had developed a love of walking the deck alone night. There was something very therapeutic about feeling the breeze of the sea washing around her, somehow cleansing out all the crap of the day. The ship's bell told gently in the swell of the ocean, its gentle sound echoing around the emptiness of the ship.
Tomorrow they would be on Malaga. It was an island she had never even heard of, but then most were. She was beginning to doubt it was Roger's fate that was sealed once he arrived. She suspected it was more likely her own. Now there was a definite connection between Roger and Edward. The way Roger acted around him, she had never seen anything like it. She had once heard that it didn't matter if someone was straight or gay, if you had a connection with them, it transcended anything
about sexuality. Now she was really seeing it. She had never thought of Roger as gay, but everything he did was most definitely that way, inclined, or at least bisexual. Suddenly, the call went out to release the anchor. The sound of the anchor change echoed across the deck, adding an eerie quality to the darkness. They were obviously near land. Some of the deck mates had told her that they
would probably lay anchor before they neared the island. It saves all the nastiness of crashing into any rocks under the water, which made sense. Somewhere out there in the darkness, there was an island. She couldn't see it at the moment, but that made the fact her fate would be sealed on it a little more worrying. She didn't sleep one minute before sunrise, and there was certainly a lot of
enthusiasm for the crew to get onto the island. They really didn't seem to be bothered with any form of breakfast. They were all rushing to lower the rowing boats that adorned the ship. The few men that were left behind to guard the ship actually looked disappon pointed, as if they had been punished. Janet began to wonder what might be on this island. Edward turned and stared straight at her as the crew began rowing toward the shore. You will need to see Marsha when we land, he said.
The crew muttered some vague approval as Edward turned towards Roger and said, you two. Roger looked concerned. Who's Marsia, he said weakly. She's the lady of the island. It's her island. You need to visit her first so she can make sure you won't do any damage to her island. How will she know, Roger asked wearily. Oh, she will know, she sees right inside you. Edward replied, his statement, underlined
by the faint giggling sounds from the crew. Deciding not to push it any further, Janet and Roger fell silent for the rest of the journey to the island. As the boat landed on the soft sand, Janet and Roger stepped away and into the shadow tied of the beach. It felt so strange to feel land under their feet again. Janet almost stumbled. She had gotten so used to the sway of the sea and adjusting for it, that the
steadiness of the land was just confusing. Without asking, two crewmen ushered them across the beach and into the forest that edged the sand. Somehow, the light just seemed to vanish as they entered the canopy of the trees. Walking across the bridge, what looked like crocodiles or maybe alligators thrashed in the mud underneath. Janet had no idea which they were. She could never tell the difference. Entering the hut on the far side, a single candle was lit
on the far side of the room. Peering through the darkness, Janet could make out vague shapes. Just you, Yes, you, Roger, a voice said from the gloom. Janet almost felt relieved to leave. Once outside, she could breathe the air again. She felt a little less oppressed by the stifling air. She felt a little less oppressed than when she was in that stifling astmansphere than when she was in the
stifling atmosphere inside the cabin. A few minutes later, the door opened and Roger walked out, his face a veil of shark. Your turn, he said, his voice sullen and sounding a little scared. Entering the darkness of the cabin, Janet gave herself a moment to climatize to the darkness again. Her voice simply said, you are her. She couldn't quite place the accent. It seemed to drift from continent to continent. You know the curse of the Queen Marlin's revenge. Of
course not, she said. Janet could hear the grin in her voice. Only a man who seeks woman, or a woman that seeks men, might be captain. All other crew will seek their own. It is a curse handed down by the devil himself, that the crew might settle through eternity Janet could only say oh in response. She really did feel she had fallen into the rabbit's hole. Now, the voice in the darkness grinned again. The ship's treasure is here, and the captain himself is looking to reclaim
it to settle a debt with the governor. There was a pause, which Janet felt was for dramatic effect. He cannot claim it now, only the captain can. Now go follow your crew, the strange voice said. It is tone inviting no debate. As if by magic, her feet were moving, wheeling her away from the cabin and onto the sunlit beach. Where's Roger, she asked the lead crewmate. He went both to the ship. She didn't want him on the island. Oh, Janet said, following them across the sand. It would be
nice if she could have enjoyed the sand. It was so soft and warm in the morning sun. She really did wish she could just take a few hours and enjoy it, but that was obviously out of the question. Everyone was in a desperate hurry to get this treasure or package or whatever it was back onto the ship. When she caught up with the rest of the crew, they already had dug a deep hole and were pulling
a chest from its depths. As her chest crashed into the sand, Edward grabbed some keys from deep in the recess of his coat, selecting one and sliding it into the padlock before turning it. The lock didn't fall open or even click. In fact, it did absolutely nothing. Furious, Edward pulled a pistol out and took aim at the lock. It was unfortunate one particular crew member happened to be standing where he was, and that was in the ricocheted line of the shot. Some of the other crew members
dragged his lifeless body into the trees. There was already a murmuring growing between them. They were obviously massively superstitious, and the captain not being able to open their treasure chest and another crew member being killed in the process was not going down well. Taking a deep breath, Janet pushed through the crew members, Looking Edward straight into the eye. She silently took the key from his grasp, lowered it, then smiled when the lock sprung open first time, their
gaze never panting. Edward said that Marlene has never had a woman as a captain treat a well. Dropping the keys and turning, he started to walk away across the sand. Where do you think you're going? Janet asked, in what she hoped was a dominant voice. I have a need for you, she said, grinning. Edward turned and suddenly followed them back to the ship to say, gossip moves that
the speed of light is an understatement. As they boarded the ship, the crew on board were obviously very aware of the situation and gave various signs of confirmation of their allegiance to Janet. She followed two of the crew as they put the treasure chest in her cabin. When Janet entered, Edward is in there packing his effects. Oh you're not going anywhere, Janet said, grinning. I can't stay on the ship I used to be captain of. Do have some pride? He replied, his expression still darkly sullen.
You'll all learn to get along just fine, and anyone not towing the lion will be kill holed, she said, with as much severity as she could manage. Besides, where the hell are you going to go? She said, holding his gaze. I know who you are, mister Blackbeard. The devil himself will track you down. He already has, he muttered, hush. You know you might enjoy it after a while, Jeanne said, smiling. Besides, I'm not giving you the permission to leave. You can
have the GTES cabin. She'll there when I want you, she said, before turning away. As the crew members left her cabin, she turned to Edward. So we have a deal. I don't know crap about running a ship, you do, but the ship obviously wants me to captain it. She watched him keenly. Okay, he said, chewing every word. Good. Let seal the deal, Janet said, as she lay back on the bed, Sliding her jeans down her legs. She
parted her thighs, exposing her wet panties to him. Eat me until I can't come anymore, she said, grinning mischievously holding her gaze. Edward dropped his bags to the ground and stalked to the bed hungrily. His lips dropped onto her panties, his tongue teasing the edge of the material, pushing it back before sucking her folds between his teeth and dragging them between them. A wave of desire cascaded
over Janet. Her legs pushed up over his shoulders, so his mouth might get deeper, circling his tongue across her panties, caressing around her clip through the material. Already, the excitement of the day throbbed between Janet's thighs, her pussy aching to be fucked. Already it was clutching wildly for a cock. She needed to be fucked again. Damn, whatever it was between them, it burned so deep inside that she could
barely control it. Roger, come here, she called out, light briefly blooded the cabin as Roger entered, and then closed the door behind him, silently rim him, she moaned. Roger did as he was told, unbuckling Edward's pants and sliding them over his ass, exposing the globes to the cabin air. Rubbing his hands furdenly over the cheeks. His fingertip caressed Edward's rosette, forcing his hash to clutch with need, Pressing
his lips between his cheeks. Roger's tongue caressed his ass, teased as his fingers mastaged from his ass to his bulls, forcing moan after moan louder and louder from Edward's lips. The vibrations of his moan resonated on Janet's pussy, igniting her desire still further. As she felt the vibration of his moans echoing through a cliff and moving all through a body. She pulled him harder onto a pussy, with her legs around his head, finger him now, she commanded.
Roger's fingers obviously found its way inside his ass. As Edward's moments became more intense, panting against her pussy with need, the irruption of pleasure Janet felt echoed around her whole body, rubbing her pussy against his beard, the sensation becoming so intense, so passionate, She tried to control a roorchasm. There were so many things she could imagine doing with these two, but they had years to explore all those fantasies. Right now,
she needed to come so hard. Running her fingers through Edward's hair, she pulled his head up, his beard glistening with her juices. She simply said, fuck me. Without waiting, he shifted between her thighs, his heard cock pushing between her folds, pressing long and deep into a pussy. The sudden sensation of him filling her of her lips stretching around his wide girth made her moan so loudly, without warning, he pounded into her, his length, pushing along her clit
as his cockhead massaged her pussy wall. Damn, she could feel every inch of him throbbing inside her, every thrust pushing so deep inside, swelling her pussy fuck his ass, Roger, she stuttered between moans. Roger didn't need a second invitation. He slid his cock inside Edward's ass, thrusting slowly at first, but getting more intense. Janet could feel every thrust of Roger's cock as it not only pushed Edward to thrust harder, but caused his cock to swell even further inside her.
She could feel her orchasms swelling through her legs like an uprising avalanche of pleasure. It moved between her thighs, her hips, thrusting back against Edward, wanting him deeper, even though he was fucking her deeper than any man ever had.
Her clip throbbed furiously with the pleasure in her body of her being fucked like a pile driver by these two men, watching their faces moving like an erotic puppet show as they fucked each other, and as one fucked her, the sensations growing, Janet pushed even harder against Edward's cock, gripping its shaft is swollen length, pushed int his swollen length, pushed her to the very edge. She wanted to feel
the sensation of them both coming. They were so close, She had heard them come so much she knew they were. She had to try and hold on to this orgasm until they came. She wanted to experience that. Roger's fingers dug into her legs as he pounded into Edward's ass, Moaning loudly, he wrapped to her calves before Janet could feel a distant trembling, Edward had no choice to follow suit.
The swollen cock in his ass, mixed with the sensations of Janet's pussy clutching hard onto him, squeezed his old gasm out of his body, every drop exploding into a pussy. Feeling the sensation of both these men coming inside her, Janet finally letteral gasm girl as she screamed in pleasure, her whole body alike with a wildfire of desire, as
wave after wave of pleasure embraced her whole body. Not wanting to break this magical triage, they lay there, panting gently for the longest moment, waves of pleasure moving between the three of them. Eventually, Janet said, you had the mate's cabins either side of me. I have a feeling I might need a lot of assistance in my days as captain. So I hope you enjoyed the final installment of that Little menas detours. So next week a brand new story, and I am looking forward to getting you
back into bed then. But until then, and always with your pleasure in mind, this is Devil and Wild, wishing you salacious dreams.