Avast Ye!

Jack's cock glided between her tits, each stroke bringing him closer to orgasm. Sabre's tongue teasing the underside with each sroke helped the process along. Jack's breath almost stopped as he stared into Sabre's eyes, the pure need in them making him thrust his hips up harder and harder. He kep staring deeply into her eyes as he fucked her tits and finally when he could take no more he moaned loudly as his orgasm erupted. His cock fell out from her tits and the first hot load blew squarely on her chest, drenching her tits in his cum. His cock twitched and the second load spurted upwards, striking her chin and neck, with a little hitting her lips. Jack groaned as he kept ejaculating, showering her in his seed.
 
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Sabre flinched, and closed her eyes quickly just as the cum shot out of Jack's cock. The first, drenching her tits, felt warm and creamy. So did that hitting her chin and neck. Sabre opened her mouth just as long strings of it hit her face, and some of it entered her mouth, landing on her tongue. More of it landed on her face, and she quickly surged forwards to take more of his on her mouth, but she was not fast enough and it also hit her face. Hair, forehead, the space on and under her eyes, her cheeks... all of it was drenched in Jack's creamy, soft cum.

Sabre tasted what had fallen in her mouth, and then swallowed it. Scooping some off her closed eyes, she licked it off her fingers and opened her eyes to look at Jack. She opened her mouth, panting like a bitch with her tongue out, flustered in excitement. She didn't know about Jack, but she had enjoyed this... and still enjoyed it, feeling his warm cum on her skin...
 
Jack couldn't believe how much he came. It felt like a geyser had went off between his legs as he sprayed Sabre, flinching as he lost control of his orgasm. He thought she might be pissed or upset when he sprayed her face, but he smiled as she came forward, trying to catch him in her mouth. After everything all was done Jack sat there breathing hard, looking at Sabre who was also breathing heavy. "Bloody wonderful." He said smiling down at her. "Now we've got to wash ya off again." He chuckled. "But not right now, it's your turn." He pulled her up and sat her on the bench, dropping to his knees to let his warm mouth attack her swollen pussy.
 
"Nnnnhhhggg! Haahhhhhhh...!" Sabre moaned and panted, grimacing in pleasure when Jack went for her pussy. She spread her legs, then closed them around his head, then spread again. She just didn't know what to do. Her thigs trembled in excitement. She was horny as hell, her pussy wet and already dripping on the wood. Putting a hand on Jack's head, Sabre pulled him in, desperate to feel him inside her.

She tensed up with each lick and nibble. Even covered in cum, she was more focused on the pleasure coming from her pussy. Sabre felt so good... hot, wet, horny... if she had known sex could be this rewarding...
 
Jack focused his attentions first on her outer lips, teasing her slowly, letting his lips and tongue run over them as he flicked only the very tip inside her. He played with her this way for several long agonizing minutes before allowing his tongue to part her lips and dart inside her. He avoided her clit at first, instead working the inside of her lips, still teasing her. e smiled when he felt her legs close around him and he let his tongue drift upwards, touching her clit very lightly, sending small tingles through her body. He massaged her clit with the tip of his tongue for a little while, bringing her close and then backing away, feeling her need grow. Smiling wickedly he stuck his tongue out so it was hardened like a small cock and fucked her with it, thrusting in and out slowly, bringing her once again to the edge and then backing away.
 
Honey Jones

Wolk said:
Honey was so attractive, so sensual; mustering his will was all Rocco could do to stop himself from taking her with hard passion, like he craved to. He managed to slowly move his hips, gradually making his cock push its way inside of her. His hard tool stretched the virgin pussy more than it ever was before, and she fit so nicely, so tightly against him. Every move brought exquisite sensations, and he groaned in pleasure at the feeling.

"I'm going to make you a woman," he told Honey. Then, while looking her in the eyes, he moved his hips, thrusting his hot hard cock deeper inside of her, ripping through her maidenhood.

Honey looked at him "I thought I was already a Woman Rocco?" as she purrred out and shiveiring as she moved up and down on him .. she wondered if she could go harder on and faster on him ..


She moved up slowly and paused as she looked Rocco in the eyes and smiled as she slamed down on his shaft.. she rocked her senses as she shivered at the feeling of it ..


Honey couldn't help but get cocky with him "Maybe I will make a man out of you ?" she smiled cheekly at him as she moved faster up and down on his shaft.
 
The sassy comment more than put a smile on the pirate's face. He had to stop the pleasant act for a while, as he laughed his heart out. Then he gave Honey a deep, long kiss, holding her hands over her head.

"See that you do," he grinned finally.

Pinning her down, Rocco moved his hips, going faster and harder, since she didn't seem to be in much pain even though it was her first time. Her pussy felt fantastic on his member, gripping it tightly, and he slammed into her harder and harder, aiming to hush the cheeky words off her lips and replace them with loud, urgent moans of lustful pleasure.
 
Honey was shocked to here the sound of Rocco's laughter as she looked at him innocently as he kissed her again that nocked her socks off if she was wearing any...

She could only follow him were ever he was takeing her as he moved faster inside her crying out in pleasure ..as she moved her hips with his she panted as she rubed her hands up and down his chest enjoying each feel of his skin and muscle..


She looked him in the eyes as she bent to his nipple sucking and playing with it with her tongue wanting to drive him to the brink of madness if she could
 
Honey's lips felt nice on his chest, and Rocco looked forward to feeling them once again on his hard, sensitive member. He groaned in pleasure, wondering with a tiny corner of his mind how she thought up to suck his nipple. Perhaps she liked kissing her own. His cock jumped inside of her at the thought of Honey playing with herself, licking her nipples, fondling her firm breasts.

He took her leg and pulled it up, getting it over his shoulder. This opened her up further and Rocco could now penetrate deeper inside of her tight wet pussy, hitting her sensitive spots in new ways.

"How does it feel?" He grinned a sweet, thoroughly lustful smile at her.
 
Honey Jones

Rocco lifted her leg so she could get more of him inside of her.. She was shocked at the feelings that was comeing from between her legs as the heat built up enough and she got wetter takeing him in her more and more ..

She was pretty flexible as she arched her back "Rocco I'm burning up " she whimpered in fear and hunger
 
So she was, as was Rocco himself. The heat of their passionate sex, made hearts race, made their bodies hot and shiny with sweat.

"Yes, baby. Good!" Was all Rocco could muster to groan out, as he kissed Honey's neck hungrily, while pumping his big cock inside of her.

He rocked her with his deep, thrusts and pleasure flowed through their bodies, filling the room with grunts and moans. He went faster and faster, cranking up the pleasure, going for that peak where one screams in bliss. Excitement flowed through him at her every moan and squeek. He was going to make her cry out in pleasure under the thrusts of his pleasuring cock, and when she does, it would feel so good, that Rocco knew his own orgasm wasn't going to be far behind.
 
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Jack focused his attentions first on her outer lips, teasing her slowly, letting his lips and tongue run over them as he flicked only the very tip inside her. He played with her this way for several long agonizing minutes before allowing his tongue to part her lips and dart inside her. He avoided her clit at first, instead working the inside of her lips, still teasing her. e smiled when he felt her legs close around him and he let his tongue drift upwards, touching her clit very lightly, sending small tingles through her body. He massaged her clit with the tip of his tongue for a little while, bringing her close and then backing away, feeling her need grow. Smiling wickedly he stuck his tongue out so it was hardened like a small cock and fucked her with it, thrusting in and out slowly, bringing her once again to the edge and then backing away.

"Nnnnhhhh...!" Sabre grimaced in pleasure, her pussy torturing her with warm, delicious pangs when Jack's tongue darted inside her. Her legs closed tighter on his head, and Sabre squirmed, tensing. Her left hand landed roughly on Jack's hair and pushed him further inside her, evidencing her need, her other hand gliding over to her left breast and rolling it between her fingers. A short, deep, passionate cry escaped her lips, and she felt her orgasm come teasingly slow...

It was like a bubble inside her, waiting to burst. With a whimper, Sabre tried to spread her legs, but she couldn't, not with Jack pleasuring her like this. Looking down at him, flustered, sweaty, and covered in his cum, she pulled his hair up gently to look at her, and pleaded with her eyes. Sabre needed him. She needed him so much!
 
Jack laughed slightly as she clamped her legs around his head. He knew he was doing something right. He continued letting his tongue dart in and out of her, marveling at her reaction. He couldn't help but notice how wet she was getting. She tasted delicious and he happily buried his face inside her as she applied pressure with her hand to the back of his head. He breathed in her scent as he continued lapping at her wet cunt, now using long slow strokes to tease her into a new state of arousal.

He redoubled his efforts as the cry escaped her lips, determined to bring her right to the edge and then send her plummeting over. He glanced his eyes up and saw her playing with her breast as he pleasured her and his spent cock gave a slight twitch, as if it was remembering his recent orgasm. She stared down at him with eyes begging for relief. He smiled and shoved his face into her, using his tongue to focus heavily on her clit, licking it quickly in circles, feeling her body tense, he could tell she was about to unleash her orgasm. Right as she was at the very edge he took her clit in his mouth sucking quickly while letting a humming sound come to his lips, his sucking and vibrating sending her falling into orgasm.
 
Sabre's hands slapped down on the bench's wood, grabbing onto it as her legs squirmed away from Jack's face, tense and quivering. Sabre's face tensed, relaxed, and again tensed into a grimace as she felt her orgasm trickle down her body, gathering force. She whipped her head back when Jack focused on her clit, and whimpered loudly as she tried to resist just a little bit more...

But Sabre couldn't take it anymore. Her body tensed like a violin's string, her feet resting on the floor, before... exploding. Her juices almost flew out of her pussy as she screamed. She bent down as her sweat was sent flying down onto the wood and on Jack, and her fingers twisted around the wood, gripping it hard. More and more of her sweet pleasure left her pussy as her body tensed a bit more, then started relaxing, and her scream died down...
 
Honey Jones

Wolk said:
So she was, as was Rocco himself. The heat of their passionate sex, made hearts race, made their bodies hot and shiny with sweat.

"Yes, baby. Good!" Was all Rocco could muster to groan out, as he kissed Honey's neck hungrily, while pumping his big cock inside of her.

He rocked her with his deep, thrusts and pleasure flowed through their bodies, filling the room with grunts and moans. He went faster and faster, cranking up the pleasure, going for that peak where one screams in bliss. Excitement flowed through him at her every moan and squeek. He was going to make her cry out in pleasure under the thrusts of his pleasuring cock, and when she does, it would feel so good, that Rocco knew his own orgasm wasn't going to be far behind.


Loveing every moment of it she enjoyed the build up as she watched Rocco and touched and the feel of him in side her she felt like she was going to explode as she started to scream "Rocco I'm going to Explode " She didn't stop screaming with each wave she got louder

Honey shook with the look on Rocco's face he almost look like he was in pain but yet he wasn't .. She wasn't sure what was happening as she couldn't stop shiveirng underneath him.
 
Katamari Roller said:
Sabre's hands slapped down on the bench's wood, grabbing onto it as her legs squirmed away from Jack's face, tense and quivering. Sabre's face tensed, relaxed, and again tensed into a grimace as she felt her orgasm trickle down her body, gathering force. She whipped her head back when Jack focused on her clit, and whimpered loudly as she tried to resist just a little bit more...

But Sabre couldn't take it anymore. Her body tensed like a violin's string, her feet resting on the floor, before... exploding. Her juices almost flew out of her pussy as she screamed. She bent down as her sweat was sent flying down onto the wood and on Jack, and her fingers twisted around the wood, gripping it hard. More and more of her sweet pleasure left her pussy as her body tensed a bit more, then started relaxing, and her scream died down...

He continued focusing on her clit as her orgasm hit her, determined to make her writhe in pleasure. He chuckled silently when he heard her scream, knowing these walls weren't terribly thick and that anyone in the adjoining rooms would have no doubt what was going on in here. Almost a full minute later her orgasm was finished and he scooted back, resting his chin on her knee as he looked up at her. She looked completely out of it, and he knew he had given as good as he had got, he smiled at her and kissed her knee before standing, offering his hand to hers.

He led her back into the bath, allowing her to wash the combination of sweat and spunk off her body. He had also gotten more sweaty than he had thought so a quick soak would do him some good as well. A few minutes he stood outside the bathe, toweling himself off as he watched Sabre move, still admiring the curves of her body. "Well that be a good bath eh? What should we do now?"
 
Sabre sighed, satisfied, before walking out of the bath and grabbing the nearest towel to dry herself off. She wondered briefly if she was shortening her lifespan severely by having this much sex with Jack, and so passionate. Grinning sheepishly, she got dressed and sighed deeply, feeling renewed. It was strange, she felt lighter now that she was clean.

Handing Jack his clothes, Sabre grabbed her own skirt in a pinch and shook it with an eloquent gesture. Clothes would be the next stop. She definitely needed something to wear besides blood-stained rags, after all.
 
Jack smiled as she toweled off. "So our next stop is a tailors then eh?" He chuckled at her surprised reaction. "I saw ya lookin in every clothing shop we passed on the way here. I could do me for a little bit more to wear as well." Truth was Jack had only one pair of clothing, having not thought about things like that when he planned his escape from Trenchad and being too caught up in well... other pursuits... since to worry about it. But now after a clean bath he felt the need to get himself some clean clothing. He'd worn the pair he had out and was in need of a few new sets. "Maybe I'll even buy myself one of them fancy tophats." He chuckled as he thought how that would look resting on his head. "Anyway, lead the way my dear." They exited the bath house and he saw his men giving him knowing looks and leering smiles. He shot them all daggers and they quickly averted their eyes and returned to their bathing. He walked up to the attendants station, hadning him the key and used towels. "You've got a mighty fine establishment here good sir, I'll be mentioning it to all me friends in the future." He offered his hand to the man and while he was distracted his other hand moved fast as lightning, taking his earlier payment which was still on the desk and letting it fall into his pocket. After all, why pay for something you can get free Jack thought as he led Sabre out, smiling.
 
I see what you did there... Sabre grinned. Jack was fun when he was himself. And his smile was recomforting... and had a hint of daring. One of those smiles only ingenious rascals with a pint of courage in their blood can have and wear proudly.

Walking down the street, Sabre looked into the stores around. Jewelry, fruits, fish, meat, a tavern, another tavern... and another tavern, of course. And finally, a clothes store. It was not too pompous for two pirates to walk in, but not so dirty and grimy that only pirates would walk in (because of daring, not because of actually wanting to buy anything in there). Inside, there were mostly pants and shirts, with a few dresses for women in the back. She waved briefly and shot a smile at the owner before heading for the dresses.

Coming closer to inspect them, Sabre frowned. Truth was... she didn't know much about fashion, and even less about European fashion. Most women she had met were not much better dressed than her, anyway, being concubines and such. But there were a few dresses she could use. Specifically, there was a nice, white one with a wide skirt. It had a leather corset, probably for tavern wenches, but Sabre didn't think she would need one.

She looked at the clothes with a keen, observing eye. They had to be functional above anything else, but she also needed them to be alluring. A part of her skills as assassin came from being able to attract her victims... but it was not like Sabre hadn't learnt to cut and sew herself. Still, she had a close look in absolute silence, concentrated...
 
"Ahhh ummm can I help you sir?" The man asked, eyeing him up and down suspiciously as he took in his tattered dirt and blood covered clothing.
"Why yes, I recently had a bit of an altercation with a couple of Trinidad's seedier population, much to my eternal shame, myself and me lady friend were forced to drive them off with force and I appear to have gone and bloodied me best shirt." He chuckled at that "Truth be told, one of me only shirts." He winked the man who looked taken aback. "To that end I was hoping ye could be pointing me out to some good clothing, nothing too fancy mind ye, but nice enough fer a young captain to wear to cut a dashing figure. Oh and loose enough that perhaps I could do a little sword fighting and piracy in." He smiled as the man stood indiginately, preparing to kick Jack out of his store.
"I shant be having good citizens know I associate with pirate....." he stopped midsentence as Jack dropped a small sack of coins on the counter ".... who walk away without the best service I can give!" He finished, smiling while he stared at the money Jack had dropped on the counter. "This way sir!" He showed Jack around the place, helpin him pick out a few outfits and by the time he was done Jack was carrying four new shirts and a couple new pairs of trousers as well as a fancy pair of leather boots that had caught his eye.
"What do you think?" He asked Sabre, showing off his wardrobe choices.
"Oh yes, and will your lady friend be needing my service as well?" The man asked turning to smile at Sabre.
 
Hearing her name, Sabre grabbed two dresses. A blue one and a white one, and also a couple of blouses and a single green white skirt. Only the blue dress had frilly fabrics underneath (and a respectable cleavage...), the others were like her own clothes. They might be plain now, but once Sabre had put a couple hours in them...

Displaying them on her arms, she walked towards the owner and Jack with a smile on her face, and nodded at Jack's choices. But of course, it would be up to him if they suited him or not...
 
"Well looks as if you found everything ye needed." He winked at her. "That blue'll go well with yer eyes." He turned back to the fellow, "Looks like we're all ready to go." He thought about not paying, doing a dash on the man, but decided it'd be good to have a tailor if he came back this way again. He counted out a small amount of gold for payment and left the man a small tip. "I expect you'll take good care of me and my associates in the future." He swapped his old boots for his new ones and left the shop motioning for Sabre to follow him. "I fancy me a game of chance and a stiff drink about now. Care to join me or do ye got other business ya need to attend to?"
 
Sabre left a generous tip on the counter to make up for Jack's... 'skills', and left the store together with him, brushing by him carrying her clothes in a bundle and wrapped. When Jack asked her if she had anything to do, Sabre shook her head, then nodded at the possibility of having something to drink.

Suddenly, she froze, standing very still. Sabre had a bad feeling, and her nose itched. She glanced around, her eyes moving slowly from side to side as she inspected the street they were in. She had definitely felt something... but it was not there anymore. Sabre frowned. This kind of feeling... it was not good.

Anyway, she grinned at Jack and stuck close to him. The sudden idea that Trenchad probably knew about Jack's presence might be a good reason for Sabre to stick close to him.
 
"Guess we should probably stop by the ship and leave our bounty and check to make sure it hasn't sunk into the sea." He chuckled as he walked towards the docks. He saw the ship in the distance and gave a silent sigh of relief, he had been joking, but it still did him good to see the ship there.

He walked up to the ship and saw the sailor who was on guard duty slumped over, bottle in his hand. He swore loudly as he approached the sailor. "HEY! On your feet you useless bastard!" He kicked the man and jumped back terrified when his head rolled off his neck. "Bloody hell!!" Jack yelled out as he drew his sword and ran onto the ship. Rather than the bloodbath he expected to find there was one man on deck, up by the till wearing what appeared to be black pajamas.

"Are you the one that killed my watchmen?" Jack asked. He could sense Sabre coming behind him, her sword out. The man standing above nodded his affirmation to Jack's question. "Well then you're bloody stupid to still be onboard here aren't you?" He asked, drawing his pistol. He steadied his aim. "Nice making your aquiantence!" He pulled the trigger.

BOOOOM! The pistol roared and hit the empty air where the man had been standing. Before he could even comprehend what had happened he felt a sharp pain across his side and felt the man he had shot at move past him towards Sabre. He saw his own blood staining his shirt further as he slumped to the floor. "Bloody........ hell" He groaned as he hit the deck hard.
 
Sabre, seeing the guard's head fall, took a couple seconds to examine the cut as Jack rushed onto the ship. The cut was incredibly clean, and blood spurted out as if the cut hadn't been done at all until Jack kicked him. There was... there was only one person Sabre knew who could do that! She drew her weapon and charged onto the ship, leaving the clothes beside the corpse.

When Sabre saw the man dressed in black, she knew there would be trouble the likes of which she had not been in in months. Even as Jack drew his pistol, Sabre knew he was not going to hit him. The man was tall, but slightly hunched over, and only his muscled, toned arms and his narrow, murderous eyes could be seen from under his black robes. But Sabre knew better.

She gritted her teeth when Jack fell, and the black-clad figure sped on towards her. Side-stepping in a blur, so fast she was, she felt a breeze graze her side. Standing still, she looked down. A small cut appeared, and started bleeding.

<So, this is the ship you have chosen to serve on? I expected much more from the famous "Sabre"...>

Looking behind her, Sabre saw the man looking at her down his nose, arms crossed, his chin raised in a petulant, proud gesture. Sabre snorted at him. She didn't need to justify herself to anyone, less of all him.

<Master wants you back, Sabre. Don't be stupid. He will keep sending us to catch you. You are... his "jewel".>

Surveying him carefully, analyzing his voice... Sabre saw the resentment in them. Quite a few students were jealous at her, thinking less of her for being a woman, or simply envious of the attention the Master had given her. Twirling her sword in the air like a whirlwind, Sabre reached behind to her scabbard and extracted her second weapon. An iron bar, with the handle jutting out perpendicularly. A tonfa.

The man didn't need any further provocation. Drawing the blades held under his arms, in a very similar system to the tonfa, charged. The man attacked with a crossed slash, but Sabre ducked under the slashes and swung her sword upwards with extreme precision given the tiny margin of error she was given. However, the black-clothed assassin pushed her tonfa back and jumped, then took impulse by bringing down all his body-weight onto her, and then stretched, flying over her and dodging her weapon to land into a kneeling position, his back to her.

Spinning around, Sabre brought her sabre hard onto him, but he parried crossing his blades above his head. He turned his head to look back at her with disdainful eyes.

<I never quite understood what Master saw in you.>
 
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