Chapter 80: Book 1: Explicit Interlude 1.3

(This mini chapter has explicit sexual content. If that’s not to your reading taste you can skip on to the next chapter without missing any story elements)

We passed Anastasia as we walked by Navigation on the upper deck.

“We shall be indisposed for a few hours,” I told her. “When Jackson gets back, tell him to stay up top and keep a lookout for our impending guests. You can handle getting them stowed below deck. Unless you want to request to join us, of course,” I teased at the end.

The look on her face was difficult to place exactly, but she harrumphed and stalked away from us without a word.

“It will just be the three of us then,” I announced rhetorically and led Trisha down the stairwell and ushered her into the captain’s quarters.

Trisha stopped dead in the middle of the room as she got a full eyeful of my eight-poster bed complete with black silk sheets, stocks, and pillories. That and we had made a few other additions over the last few days.

From the Slave Market, we’d purloined whips, chains, collars, and cuffs of the regular variety. As well as a few pieces we’d picked up from a very small, but surprisingly well-stocked sex shop, in the former St James township. This included several different sized and shaped black leather benches and three sex swings, because why have one when you have the space for three.

“Oh…uh…I’m not sure I’m ready for all that,” Trisha stuttered and waved at the bed and assorted other sex playsets.

“Too late for that now,” Shana scolded her. “You have walked into the spider’s web, and you are not leaving until the spider is sated.”

With that, Shana wrapped Trisha’s long blonde hair around her arm and pulled her head backwards. The dark elf woman still had an inch or two height advantage on the siren and leant down, her tongue protruding, and licked from the base of Trisha’s neck, up over her chin and finally easing Trisha’s head back up a touch pressed her hungry lips against the sirens, forcing her tongue past the pretty red barrier and claiming her mouth.

Trisha let out a muffled and unconvincing protest which quickly morphed into moans of ecstasy as the stunning women made out, while urgently groping one another’s bodies. They hastily pulled off items of one another’s clothing and discarded them carelessly, all thoughts of inventory shenanigans fleeing in their mutual lust.

My cock was rock hard at the delicious display Shana and Trisha were putting on for me.

I hadn’t forgotten that Shana had confessed to being a switch, and preferred to dom when it came to women, but this had been my first opportunity to truly see her in action.

With the ladies lost in one another’s lips, I shuffled back to a bedside cabinet and took out three crystal tumblers and filled each with two fingers of Knob Creek bourbon I’d rescued from one of the island’s bars.

I sipped on my whiskey as I watched the pair of them paw at one another and undressed as they did the same, their lips rarely parting for more than a gulped breath. By the time I finished my beverage, they were mostly fully unclad themselves.

Placing the crystal tumbler down I moved over to the writhing feminine bodies in front of me. They were lost in each other, so I groped Shana’s lean, but soft, rump to let her know I was there.

Shana pulled away from a breathless Trisha with a wide grin on her face. Without releasing her grip on Trisha’s blonde, green-highlighted hair, her other hand reached down and tore off the siren’s panties roughly.

The force of the action provoked Trisha’s large C cup orbs to jiggle before us. Her tits were glorious, and they stood out all the more due to her thick engorged nipples and areola being the same earthy jade colour as her eyes and highlights.

Shana thrust two of her fingers between the siren’s legs and rubbed her folds urgently and then plunged them deep into Trisha’s cunny. The blonde siren gasped with surprise at the invasion but soon started to gyrate her hips, pushing herself knuckle deep on Shana’s questing digits.

“Sir, this one is wet and ready for you,” Shana grinned at me.

I had been massaging her ass as she played with Trisha, and I gave it a light smack and leant in and kissed her quickly. Then I circled behind Trisha and without a word gripped her hips and pulled her back a smidge, nudging her legs apart with my foot. She groaned piteously as her pussy was pulled off Shana’s toying fingers, but she wouldn’t be unfilled for long.

Shana still had Trisha’s hair wrapped around her wrist and this caused her to lean forward which gave me the perfect angle. I slapped Trisha’s rump hard, causing her to squeal loudly, before I took hold of the base of my very hard dick.

“That won’t do,” Shana admonished the woman for her reaction. “Best we give that mouth something to do.”

Shana proffered her own lightly tanned breast with her dusky coloured nipples and Trisha eagerly applied her plump lips to the job of sucking on the shadowborn elf’s teats. Concurrently Shana guided one of Trisha’s hands between her legs and insisted the siren rub her folds and pleasure her.

“That’s a good girl,” Shana crooned and petted her head encouragingly.

While that had been going on I had been rubbing my length over Trisha’s sweet ass and over her sopping vulva, coating my cock in her dripping juices. Now that I was sufficiently lubricated, I tapped her clit a few times with cock and then plunged my shaft past her labia, into her already compressing vagina.

Her tight walls parted at my irresistible prodding, and I sank my full length inside her smoothly. My weighty cum-filled balls slapped against her clit noisily and we were away.

With her hips firmly in my grip, I set a steady rhythm as I pounded her supple flesh from behind while the girls pleasured one another at the front.

Shana had the siren switch nipples on regular occasions or leant down to make out with the sandwiched woman. The only respite she allowed Trisha’s mouth was when the siren shuddered in orgasm from the relentless fucking I was giving  her.

During those moments she let her scream wordlessly from the frenzied clenching of her vaginal walls on my penis. Any sense of hesitancy or regret had well and truly been banished from the siren’s mind from the sensual overload.

As she wailed with lust, her honeyed Siren’s Song washed over us. It no longer had the power to override our will but added a welcome erotic charge to proceedings as we were infused with and felt a measure of Trisha’s horny unbridled desire.

After fifteen minutes Trisha’s legs gave way completely and I had to hold her up, an easy feat in the Darkwyrlds, and Shana supported her upper body. I didn’t relent for another fifteen minutes, pistoning my shaft deep inside her and then with a wordless roar, I relaxed my self-control and orgasmed.

There was the welcome aching flex in my cock as it somehow hardened further followed by the surging twitch from my balls as my pearly jism poured forth. I pumped cum deep into the wanton snatch of the mewling woman in my grasp, who was in the midst of her own mind-blowing multiple orgasm.

When my hose had finally disgorged the last of my seed currently available, I ceased the pumping action, pulled out, and gave all concerned some respite.

Shana grinned at me, and Trisha whimpered deliriously. She was unable to stand of her own volition, so I held onto her while Shana straightened her up. We were all covered in a sheen of sweat and our commingled fluids started to drip from Trisha’s pussy as she panted in my arms.

“You know what to do, Shana” I hinted.

The dark-haired beauty’s eyes lit up and she fell to her knees in front of us and lapped the dribbling cum from Trisha’s still twitching thighs and wet pussy. Then she moved onto sheathing my cock in her eager mouth and cleaning that too. By the time the siren and I had been satisfactorily cleansed Trisha had recovered the power of speech.

“God damn, I’ve never been fucked like that,” she giggled. “I had a boyfriend in college who I thought was well hung and knew what he was doing, but that…that just blew those experiences away.”

Shana stood up and clucked her tongue. She grabbed hold of Trisha’s jaw and squeezed her cheeks a little. “How presumptuous, don’t you think, sir,” she addressed to me. “Our pleasure toy for the afternoon thinks we are done with her.”

I chuckled in response and Trisha blubbed in surprise.

“Wait…what…no…I can’t even stand,” she tried to protest.

“That’s what the sex swings are for,” I whispered as I nuzzled her neck under her ear.

Without further ado I hoisted her up, cradling her in my arms and walked across the room to the other side of the bed where one of the swings had been installed.

This one was two black leather harnesses for her hips and shoulders that were linked by a rubber sheet for lumbar support. We had a larger one on the other side of the bed that had a proper cradle which was big enough for two or maybe three women, but this one would suffice for today.

Shana hopped up onto the bed, kneeling at the edge. She held the harness in place as I eased Trisha into position. As this swing was made up of two harnesses it also had Velcro restraints and Shana wrapped these around Trisha’s wrists while I did the same for her ankles.

Trisha protested meekly at her treatment, but not very convincingly. Her mound twitched with excitement as we locked her in place.

With the siren secured I let my hands rove over her flat abdomen and up to her breasts which I massaged firmly as she moaned and whimpered softly.

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“Sir, I think you should have this needy sex doll suck your cock,” Shana suggested as she stroked Trisha’s hair with loving care.

“You are full of good ideas today, Shana,” I chuckled.

“Thank you, sir. I want to ensure she pleases you fully. And you will, won’t you,” she said a bit more sternly to the bound woman at our mercy.

“Yes,” she sang. “I want to be pleasing.”

Trisha had obviously decided to get into the swing of the roleplay we had going on here. Or maybe she had a submissive streak that she was finally letting out to play.

The bolt for the swing allowed it to pivot and I spun her around so that her head brushed up against my large cock. I rubbed the tip over her face and dirtied her up with some of the precum that had seeped from the tip before I eased her head back and slipped the tip into her mouth.

Trisha suckled on my helmet, her tongue swirling around the tip and tickling the ultra-sensitive underside. Shana wasted little time herself and buried her face in Trisha’s hairless snatch while she tapped and tweaked the siren’s engorged clit with her forefingers.

Trisha had been doing a great job teasing my knob in her mouth, but it was time for something more and I leant forward. I gently pushed my penis further into her mouth until it was abutting the back of her throat. Concurrently I reached out and fondled her breasts, teasing and pulling her jade-green nipples.

Trisha bucked at the joint ministrations we applied to her body and then I felt her force my cock past the slight resistance and down into her throat. This hadn’t been me pushing deeper, this was Trisha greedily swallowing my length and pulling my flesh down her clasping gullet.

I didn’t know whether it was because she was a siren or a Whispering Bard, but she was able to swallow me whole until my balls rested atop her nose. She didn’t gag or struggle, just suckled and vacuumed and even managed to twist her head to create a sexy oscillation.

“Yeah, just like that,” I grunted as I pulled out halfway and let her gobble me back down.

If I thought that was erotically pleasant what came next blew me away.

Trisha sang.

She trilled her Siren’s Song while my cock was fully engulfed and pressed up against her vocal chords.

The sensation was a mind-wiping sensory overload that emanated from my cock and flowed through the rest of my body.

“Holy fuck!” I screamed as my body physically shuddered.

Becoming a Frostbinder Acheronian had given me an inhuman level of control over my ejaculation. I could literally fuck for hours and cum when I wanted and only when I wanted.

Until now.

As the wave of pleasure reached my extremities it rushed back to the source multiplying the experience two-fold and when it crashed back into my cock and balls there was no holding back and I erupted like Mount Vesuvius. Only this time it wasn’t ash being spewed on Pompeii, but my pearly cum into the Siren’s throat. Trisha slipped my spurting protuberance from her mouth after I’d pumped a healthy dose inside her and let it spatter on her pert breasts.

When I’d emptied the tank, I staggered back and had to catch my breath. Shana wormed her way up from Trisha’s pussy and started lapping up my jizz from Trisha’s heaving chest like a sexy kitty cat.

Despite my momentary loss of balance, the sight of the pair of them stoked the fire in my loins back to full flame.

While Shana finished her semi-liquid diet, I walked back to the drink’s cabinet, refilled my tumbler with whiskey and brought all three crystal glasses over. I knocked mine back quickly, handed a second to Shana, who sat back on her heels while she smiled coyly at me and sipped the drink.

Trisha was still restrained, so I would take a mouthful from her glass and then press my lips to her and pass the warming burn of the alcohol to her.

When our drinks were done, I spun the swing around and while I went to town on Trisha’s pussy, Shana had the siren eat out her pussy while she tweaked and pulled on her nipples.

After Shana had climaxed twice, Trisha sang once more, directly over her vulva, which had the same effect on the elf woman as it had on me. Shana shuddered as she experienced a bout of uncontrollable multiple orgasms which ended with her collapsing on top of Trisha. The siren’s pussy clamped on my shaft as I stroked the dark hair of the insensate elf and I decided it was time.

I let loose a mighty bellow and unleashed my third stream of seed deep into Trisha and coated her cervix, fulfilling my compelling ‘need to breed’ instincts.

I couldn’t impregnate her, not yet, but a quick analysis as I pulled out showed her receptivity had progressed to 1/141. Shana came back to her senses and shuffled off Trisha and once she was back on the bed bent down and kissed her passionately for several minutes, expressing her deep appreciation and gratitude for what we had both experienced.

“Are you going to let me out of this contraption,” Trisha giggled and pulled on the restraints.

“Only for as long as it takes to put you in another,” I promised.

Trisha laughed, but her laughter petered out when my serious expression remained in place, and she realised that was no joke.

 

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Several very pleasurable hours later we were interrupted by an unimpressed looking Anastasia.

“Our guests are becoming antsy that our lecherous Captain has yet to show himself. We set sail an hour ago and they are getting suspicious,” she bitched angrily.

“Has it been four hours already?” I asked.

“Closer to five,” Anastasia grumped. “They took longer to get all their shit aboard than we expected.”

“Fine. Will you let them know I will be with them momentarily,” I asked her.

Anastasia gave me a dirty look and turned on her heels and stomped out. But I knew being absent during boarding wasn’t what had got her knickers in such a twist. She couldn’t hide the gleam of lust in her expression or the almost imperceptible tic of hurt that she had been left out.

I would stick to my guns on this, though. No sexy time for Ana until she asked for it.

I washed up in my adjoining bathroom and dressed.

Trisha was still tied up on one of the black leather benches, her ass glowing red from the paddling Shana had been giving her when I went to clean up.

I walked over and lifted Trisha’s chin and kissed her tenderly. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to return before we make landfall, but Shana will stay here to keep you company.”

“Oh!” Trisha squeaked as Shana smacked her bottom with the paddle.

“Don’t worry, sir,” Shana told me. “I’ll keep this one howling and earning her passage.”

I grinned at her enthusiasm and then sighed with regret at leaving the pair, but duty called.

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