The narrow hallway below deck sways like a drunk. Planks creak under my bare feet. Dim lantern light filters under Mary’s cabin door. Crew snores in bunks next door. Betty’s passed out after her rum binge. Everyone thinks I’m abed with cramps. But pussy throbs. Fog wall looms outside. Need her now.
Soft knock. Heart hammers. Door cracks. Mary’s silhouette. Eyes lock hungry. ‘Captain?’ Breath hot whisper. Hand pulls me in. Door shuts—click echoes too loud. Freeze. Listen. Nothing but distant lap of dead water.
The Contact
Her lips crash mine. Tongue invades. Hands yank shirt open. Tits spill free. Nipples hard as cannon shot. Back hits bulkhead. Thud muffled. ‘Shh, crew,’ I hiss. She grins wicked. Fingers pinch. Pain sweet sting. Skirt hikes. Thigh presses my wet slit. Heat builds. Risk everything.
She drops low. Breath on bush. Tongue flicks clit. Gasp caught in throat. Legs buckle. Grip her hair. Pull hard. She laps greedy. Slurp wet. Too loud? Ears strain. Parrot croc-crocs on mast above. Distracts? Good. Pussy gushes. Her fingers plunge. Two. Curl inside. Fuck me silent.
Push her to bunk. Rip breeches down. Cunt shaved smooth. Dive in. Suck folds. Tongue fucks hole. She bites pillow. Muffled groan. Hips buck. Grind face. Juice smears chin. Dirty slut taste. Crew quarters wall thin. One yell, all wake. Thrill spikes. Chant starts faint—ghost voices? Cover our sins.
The Indiscretion
Stand. Face her. Tits mash. Clits rub frantic. Wet slide. Grunt low. Hands claw ass. Nails dig. Sweat slicks skin. Bunk creaks rhythmic. Fuck. Fuck. Stop? No. Faster. Voices louder—kkkrrricck from fog. Drown our gasps. Cum builds. Tense. Explode together. Shudder quiet. Pussy pulses. Soak thighs.
Collapse. Pant heavy. Kiss soft now. ‘Go first,’ I whisper. She nods. Slips out. Door click. Wait. Heart pounds. Footsteps? Creak in hall. Peek. Mary gone. Betty stumbles past—eyes glassy, bottle hand. ‘Cap’n?’ Slur. Freeze. Hold breath. She shrugs. Staggers to quarters. Door shuts.
Slip out. Hall empty. Back to my bunk. Door latch soft. Lie still. Crew sleeps oblivious. Fog chants fade. Secret burns hot. KillerWhale waits beyond. But this treasure—ours alone. Pulse races. Smile in dark.