Avast Ye!

"Yes..." Rocco smiled. She was so innocent, completely unlike the brothel sluts he's previously been with. It made her even more attractive in his eyes and his rigid flesh filled out further and grew even hotter under her hand. Softly, he kissed her tasty lips. "It's all supposed to happen. You like it, don't you?" He grinned, then lowered his head down to her naked chest and sucked on her nearer nipple, teasing it with flicks of his tongue.

"Does that feel good?" He smiled, moving onto the other nipple. "I can make it feel even better." With that he pushed her down to lay on her back and began pulling off her bottoms. He grinned when the lovely bush of soft light hair came into view. After looking at it enough to make her blush, he lifted his eyes to hers and smiled. "You're so cute." He leaned down and kissed her pussy briefly, to just give her a taste of the gentle touch of his lips.

"Open your legs wide," he told her then, smiling and licking his lips.
 
Honey Jones

Honey looked at Rocco in big eyes shocked at how much she felt , He moved her to the bed and laid her down .. As she looked at him when he asked her to open her legs after he took her pants off ...

Blushing she wasn't sure what to do as she felt her self get warm the way he was looking at her.Honey Slowly opened her legs for him blushing all the way down to her toes..

"Rocco Please don't hurt me " as she shivered being scared and excited all at once
 
gagonthis said:
"Well that was easy enough." He said to Sabre as he descended the gangway. "Care to accompany me for a little bit while I try to fence our cargo? I could use someone good with sword in case I get crossed."


Sabre didn't really have any plans. Buying that dress could wait, if anything what she was really interested in right now was some sort of ranged weapon. Her sabre and knives were just fine at short ranges, but for longer ones...

Ah, well, I may as well follow Jack. Better keep him safe. Sabre remembered her secondary (well, primary) duty, to protect Jack from would-be assassins. She just grinned, watching Jack conduct himself through the finer details of docking a pirate ship. Money was an universal language indeed...

At his question, Sabre nodded, and walked beside him, taking in the new sights as her sandals felt light like feathers on the wooden planks of Trinidad's docks. It seemed the landscape never changed when it came to docks. Blacksmiths, sailors, some boys running errands, taverns, drunkards... she took it all in with interested, alert eyes. A man got close to the pair, apparently drunk, but the simple gesture of half-unsheathing her sabre was enough to keep the man away.

For a drunkard, he was pretty awake, wasn't he? Sabre grinned, thinking of all the tricks a smart kid could pull off when trying to steal...
 
Jack led them into a tavern a few blocks down form the dock, having looked for the seediest place he could fine. A few coins slipped into the right hands and a few drinks bought for the right people revealed a name, Bruno Mansk. Jack tracked the man down to where he was said to do business as a "respectable" local merchant. Upon entering his store Jack noticed the two large armed guards and gave a silent prayer that he brought Sabre along, if this soured he'd need her expertise. "Ah hello good sir. How may I help you?" Bruno asked, running his gaze over Jack suspiciously. "I have a rather large order I was hoping to purchase, perhaps we could adjourn to your backroom and discuss it?" Jack asked hopefully. "I prefer to conduct my business in the open sir." Bruno replied and Jack could tell he was testing him. "Understandably sir, but I am much more comfortable discussing business of this type away from prying ears." Jack motioned to the back room. Bruno grunted his acceptance and led them back.

"You have hot cargo you wish to sell I take it?" He asked as they closed the door. "A whole holds worth of luxury goods, taken from a pirate vessel which undoubtably took it from somewhere else." Jack replied nodding. They haggled for a little bit, eventually settling on a price a hair below what Jack hoped to get, but knowing he wouldn't do any better in this town and just being happy he made profit and another contact. He shook the man's hand and left, Sabre following behind. He chuckled at the big guards as they walked past thinking of how easily Sabre would have dispatched the men if need be. When they were outside he turned to Sabre smiling. "We made a killing considering we did nae pay for the goods. Let's go get a warm bath and do a little shoppin." He turned to walk back the way he came but was pulled up short by the sight of four men striding towards them, cutlasses in hand. They stopped about ten feet away and one stepped forward and Jack gulped. This couldn't be anything but trouble coming. "Captain Trenchad has sent word across the seas, looking for a young upstart who ran off from his indentured servitude and killed five of the captain's men while at it. He asked us to bring him your head." The man smiled evilly and advanced on Jack, the other three following behind.
 
Jack felt a soft breeze caress his ears... only his ears.

The first attacker's smile turned into a grimace, understandably so having two knives embedded in his throat. A purple blur crossed the air above Jack, and landed on the man's shoulders. As he fell on his stomach, a sabre cut through his wrist, disarming him when his hand holding the cutlass dropped to the ground in a small geyser of blood. The knives sank further into his throat when the handles hit the ground.

Two more attackers surged forwards, roaring. Sabre grinned, the usual knot in her throat when she entered action. Slipping her left hand under her skirt, Sabre waved it horizontally in a slashing motion. The man to her left thought the knife was for him and dodged away, but it sailed into his partner's chest. This bought Sabre enough time to execute her maneuver. Leaping forwards, she slashed at the wounded man. The fighter parried easily enough, but then Sabre grabbed his wrist and pulled at the same time her weapon glided past his throat. Tripping him as if it was a game, she stood to face his companion.

The man on the ground bled out of his throat, shaking and trying to get up, spasming in pain. He soon remained still. Seeing this, the other two men paled. The man's partner charged at Sabre at the same time he drew a pistol. Of course, it was a stupid maneuver because it invalidated the advantage of range, but Sabre was thankful for it. The man aimed at her, but Sabre charged forwards with her sword held low. Side-stepping, the man tried to keep his aim on her, but this meant giving away even more range, giving her the chance to swing at his pistol. The gun was deviated and fired into the air. The man then thrusted at her from above his own arm, trying to catch her with her guard open, but Sabre slipped under both arms.

Her blade went right into the man's jaw, up the bone-less space between jaw and skull. With a swift slashing motion and a hard tackle, Sabre sent the man sprawling onto the cobbles at the same time she freed her blade, leaving a path of blood on the ground where the vital liquid was thrown to by her slash.

Then, she turned to face the last man, her lithe body as ethereal in the air as a cloud in the sky...
 
Jack stood in mute amazement as he watched Sabre work. He had fought her once and fought with her again, though he was too distracted to see her as he was busy keeping himself alive at the time. Now though he was seeing her in top form and it was impressive. She was like a ghost, flitting from one man to the next, in between their blades and he whistled, quite impressed as she easily dispatched her second combatant.

Jack cringed when the other man brought his pistol to bear, breaking himout of his reverie. He watched, fearing Sabre was about to meet her end. he sighed thankfully inside when she deflected the pistol upwards and escaped harm. He marveled at her speed as she moved from man to man. She downed the third and turned to face the fourth as Jack drew his pistol and took aim.

BLAM! His shot pierced the evening air nearly deafening him. The round ball took the fourth sailor in the stomach and knocked him back, a fatal wound, but one that would take a while to kill. "Don't eviscerate him just yet love." Jack said to Sabre, walking up and patting her on the shoulder. "I have a couple of questions for him."
 
He didn't answer answer anything to Honey's innocent request. Smiling at her beautiful, blushing face, then running his eyes and hands over her body, her white skin flushed in excitement and shame at the same time, he chuckled. Slowly, he placed his mouth onto her pleasure button and pressed it with his tongue, freeing it from the little skin hood. He could swear this beautiful girl never had her clit stimulated like this even in her early twenties! He ran his tongue over it gently a few times, then lifted his eyes back at hers.

"Does that hurt, Honey?" He grinned, before putting his lips back to work.
 
Honey Jones

She gasped out in pleasure and whimpered and purred for Rocco.. as she started to move her hips acrossed his face feeling the heat of her loins spread up her body.

"No Rocco It doesn't hurt I never um you know" she blushed and whimpered in pleasure wondering if she could do the same to him ...
 
Sabre felt her blood boil, her grip tighten around her weapon's hilt. The man on the ground writhed in pain. Sabre would have given him a cleaner end, but if Jack wanted to ask questions... yes... that was for the best...

Sabre always got too excited when fighting. Maybe it was the smell of blood... the blood in the air demanded more blood spilled to her. And sometimes, Sabre felt like gladly answering.

Sabre walked to the wounded man, and grabbed him by the collar, her sabre's tip an inch from his left eye. Her golden, murderous eyes were looking down the blade, the bloody steel dripping on the man's cheek.
 
Jack walked up to the man. "Bloody hell that's a nasty looking gut wound." Jack grinned evilly at the man. "I mean, I've seen some pistol wounds before and though i'm no surgueon I can safely say that one's going to hurt like a bitch and take a while to finish ya." Jack cringed as he poked the man's wound, illicting a sharp gasp of pain from him. "Now I could just finish ya off here cleanly, save you a lot of hurt. If ya provide me with what I need." The man spit at his feet. "I ain't telling you shit." Jack stood up and shrugged. "Alright then, though I don't envy you. Let me know if you change your mind." And with that he stood up and drove the blade of his cutlass through the mans thigh. "Ready to talk yet?" He said raising it again and aiming for the other leg. "Christ!" The man screamed. "What do you want to know?!" Jack smiled at Sabre "See I told you he'd be usefull."

Jack cleaned his blade off, leaving the man's body behind him, head detached from his body. The man hadn't told him anything unexpected, though Jack was worried how quickly word had spread. Trenchad already had men out looking for him, trying to take Jack's life for his insolence. The man didn't have any information who else might be looking for him, but he had provided Jack with a very important piece of information. Trenchad was in these waters. Jack had cursed when h heard that. Going up against the man was not something Jack wanted to do yet. He could only hope his luck held out a bit longer.
 
Honey looked so cute when she blushed. Rocco grinned at her shy comment.

"You're a virgin." He said, half asking and half stating.

The mischievous grin fit his face perfectly, and he winked at her.

"Don't worry, I'm going to teach you a thing or two."

He laid down onto the bed with her, having fully undressed. For a little while, he simply explored her body with his hands, caressing her tits, petting her pussy, running his fingers all over her gentle skin and arousing curves. Then he sat up against the wall, legs slightly spread and the mast of a cock sticking out proudly before her.

"Now, Honey, I want you to kiss me right here," he said, pointing to the big, excited head of his engorged member. "Kiss it and lick it."
 
Trenchad, huh... Sabre twirled her sword in the air, before kneeling and grabbing the dead man's shirt to clean the blade. Pity it was dirty already. With a graceful movement, she slid her weapon into its scabbard, and went about collecting her knives back. Their steel might be thin, but it was resilient.

Seeing Jack in deep thought, Sabre walked to his side, and squeezed his arm, looking at him with a confident smile. He had nothing to fear, did he? Not with her at his side. Sabre felt exultant, like she could take on anything that Trenchad could send after Jack. And she probably could... or would die trying.
 
Jack smiled at Sabre. "Hell if these four were any indication Trenchad's not hirin anyone dangerous yet." He set about reloading his pistol so it would be ready if he found himself in a jam again. "I think though I'll have to be insisting on those sword lessons sooner rather than later." He winked at her. "It'd be a damn shame for some thug to catch me by surprise and mess up my oh so pretty face." He laughed. "Well now I fancy myself a bath, or maybe a drink and a card game. In any case I detained ya for long enough on this deal." He smiled again as he hefted the large sack of gold. "So how about you decide our next destination, that is if you don't mind yer captain taggin along wit ya."
 
Sabre kept smiling, and shook her head, gesturing at him to come with her. Now, what was it Sabre had wanted to do... oh, right! She wanted to buy some clothes. Not that she was all about looking gorgeous in nobility parties, but having some spares to dress with when the blood splashed her current outfit could not be a bad idea.

Besides, she could cut and sew here and there to fix them. Sabre also wondered if they had some hot springs here in Trinidad, or if she would have to settle for a bathtub in a hotel room. Not that that sounded bad to her right now.

Still, she didn't know Trinidad yet, so she settled for walking around, getting a feel for the town's layout. It was not a bad idea, in case they had to bolt it out of the place. Walking in front of Jack, Sabre suddenly smirked naughtily, and started swaying her hips just a little bit more than usual, her purple skirt matching her ass' movements...
 
Jack gladly followed, his eyes not really on the hustle and bustle of Trinidad, but rather on Sabre's ass, moving back and forth as her hips swayed. He shook himself out of his reverie, the attack earlier proved he really should be on better guard, but he wasn't too worried, Sabre had proved herself a more than adequate partner, he had gotten much more than he had anticipated out of bringing her onboard the ship. Hell even the rest of the crew seemed to be starting to respect her, in a way only killing a dozen men during a boarding raid could. He chuckled to himself, yes luck was most assuredly on his side.

He moved up closer to her, letting his hand rest across her lower back and grip her opposite hip. "So where be we headed?"
 
Sabre shivered at Jack's touch. Where were they going? Well, it wouldn't do to go buy clothes while still dirty and sweaty... so...

Sabre pointed at a nearby hotel. It didn't look expensive, but it didn't look so cheap they wouldn't give you a bathtub either. She guessed they could use it one after the other, or... at the same time...

Sabre blushed a bit at that thought. Just a little bit... Jack's hand on her hip felt pretty good. His fingers, his palm... Oh my, his touch does this kind of thing? He couldn't be a virgin when I met him...
 
"Well let me see here... you're either considering a bath or something a bit more naughty." He smiled. "And since we're both somewhat dirty and bloody I'm guessing a bath is more likely. In which case I have a better suggestion. One of the men who's been in this port before mentioned a good bathhouse over a few streets. It'd likely be a fine bit better than any hotel bath will be, and we wouldn't have to worry about taking turns." He grinned and used his hand on her hip to turn her and led them towards the bathhouse. He felt her body move under his hand and looked away so she wouldn't see the look on his face, he was a little embarrassed as he felt himself become the tiniest bit aroused, the movement of her flesh enough to remind him of earlier events. He had gotten a pretty lucky find here, beautiful, deadly, and near as he could tell, loyal to him. "I've been thinking about this bath since we docked." He said smiling. "I'll be glad to have some company."
 
Sabre nodded, but she guessed Jack couldn't see her gesture, so... she opted for a more obvious sign. She put her own hand on his, and squeezed, making him squeeze her flesh too. Damn, she was getting aroused again and it hadn't been more than a few hours since their little stint in her cabin. The idea of rubbing his body with her own, coated in soap... that thought made her blush darker.

Sabre found herself far more relaxed now. More daring. Meeting Jack had so far been the best event in her life, although that probably was something easy to surpass. The idea of spending the rest of her bound-to-be-short life with him was appealing to her. Quite a lot.
 
Jack led them to the bathhouse and looked around. The place was teeming with sailors fresh off their boats. Jack saw many of his own men who tossed him greetings as they went by. Jack found the proprieter awaiting near the center of the place, busily folding linens. "Ah Sir! A good day to you!" Jack said, striding up and shaking the man's hand. "I require one of your private rooms with no interruptions for at least an hour." He handed the man some of his gold in exchange for a key and a handful of linens. He took Sabre's arm in his and walked her back towards the rear of the complex, finally locating the bath. "Ah here we are." He unlocked it and opened the door.

The room was decently sized, with a six foot by six foot pool dominating most of the space. There was a bench along the left hand wall and a shelf on the back wall containing all manner of soaps and lotions. "Bloody hell that looks like heaven." Jack said as he gazed at the steam rising off the water. He turned and shut the door, locking it. "Well then, let's get you out of those messy clothes." He grinned mischeviously and disrobed her, starting with her top, folding it and setting in on the bench before gently removing her skirt, duplicating the fold.
 
Wolk said:
Honey looked so cute when she blushed. Rocco grinned at her shy comment.

"You're a virgin." He said, half asking and half stating.

The mischievous grin fit his face perfectly, and he winked at her.

"Don't worry, I'm going to teach you a thing or two."

He laid down onto the bed with her, having fully undressed. For a little while, he simply explored her body with his hands, caressing her tits, petting her pussy, running his fingers all over her gentle skin and arousing curves. Then he sat up against the wall, legs slightly spread and the mast of a cock sticking out proudly before her.

"Now, Honey, I want you to kiss me right here," he said, pointing to the big, excited head of his engorged member. "Kiss it and lick it."

Honey let Rocco explore her body , she was glad he knew she was a virgin and that he was being so kind .. She watched him pull out his manhood and she blushed as her eyes got big , So that was what she was touching amazed even more she touched him..

Rocco had other plans as he told her to kiss and lick his manhood .. She looked at him shocked she could do that .. she still had a hold of him and licked the taste of him ..He tasted like the sea and something more as she licked him more up and down his long lenghth , Then finnally into her mouth she figured out that is she could go up and down on his shaft..

Honey felt hot between her legs and wet even more as she looked at Rocco while she played
 
The bath looked wonderful as soon as they entered it. Comfortable, but not big... the kind of place Sabre liked to be in...

Jack's hands suddenly roaming her body and disrobing her were quite the nice surprise to her. She froze in the spot, then relaxed as she felt him take her skirt off. She only wore a small piece of white cloth underneath, tied around her hips and crotch. But Sabre didn't need any further indications to take it off. She simply grabbed it, and pulled, and with a flourish let it sail away in the air...

Then, she walked towards the bath, and turned around. Standing there completely naked, Sabre felt the steam wet her skin. Putting both hands on her hips, she rested the weight of her body on one leg, leaning on it, and tilted her head in the same direction, looking at Jack with a naughty grin...
 
Jack chuckled as she ripped off her cloth covering while he tugged his shirt off. The steam hit his naked chest and he almost gasped. It felt really good. He was more in need of this bath than even he thought. He walked towards Sabre, letting his shirt fall to the floor as he drew her close kissing her passionately, the rising heat in the room matching the heat rising inside him as he gazed upon her naked form. He smiled down at her and then with quickness that surprised even him he scooped her up in his arms and tossed her into the water, laughing heartily. "How's the water?" He asked playfully as he tugged his boots and trousers off.
 
"Yes," Rocco moaned in pleasure. "Good, keep licking like that."

He smiled, swimming in lustful pleasure, looking down at the pretty girl's golden-haired head moving slowly between his legs, pleasuring his big hard cock. He put his hands onto her head and guided her gently up and down, making her slide her juicy wet lips on his shaft oh so nicely.

Finally, he pushed her head off his member, and pushed her down to lie on her back. Taking a blanket, he covered them, grinning, as their two bodies were now shielded from the rest of the world - its winds and light - ready to perform the secret, pleasurable act. He pushed her legs apart, moving in between them until the tip of his cock brushed against her pussy.

"Now," he said, supporting himself with his arms above her, "take my stick and guide it inside of you."
 
Sabre melted into the kiss, her tongue already caressing his lips before heading into his mouth...

... and then she felt him scoop her up. She yelped in surprise, and then again when he dropped her into the water. It hurt just a little bit, but thankfully the bath had a just deep enough bottom that she didn't hit it. Standing up quickly in the water, Sabre glared at Jack with a mockingly angry grin, and sprinkled water off her hands.

Still, she decided to relax. She sort of half laid down, half floated on the water, her arms on the edge of the pool. The water felt good on her skin. It was pretty hot, and nice...
 
"I take it the water's fairly nice then?" He asked tugging his pants off and lowering himsef in. He nearly groaned in pleasure. It had been a good two years since he'd had a nice hot steam bath, most of his bathing being in cold water. He lay against the edge of the pool just absorbing the feel of the water, letting it wash away all the aches and pains from his muscles. He rested his head against the edge of the pool, staring contentedly at Sabre as she floated on the water. "It's been too bloody long since I've had one of these." he sighed happily as he used his hands to scoop water and dum pit on his face. "Being a captain seems to have its perks after all." He smiled and leaned his head back, closing his eyes and sinking into the water slowly.
 
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