Pirates
Copyright© 2025 by Thinking Horndog
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - "What we've got here is something like an old pirate movie. There's a nice, fat Spanish galleon and an escort cruiser there. If we tangle with the cruiser, she'll fight – or run – or both – and we'll have trouble on our hands. Somebody will get hurt, or worse. The galleon is a different story. She can't fight and she can't run. All she can do is heave to, let us have what we want, and hope we keep her for a prize and not scuttle her." Only this pair were women, not ships...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Coercion Reluctant Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Interracial Black Male White Female Anal Sex Double Penetration Oral Sex Sex Toys BBW
“This is what they did: blindfold me, bind my wrists, and just step away,” Rose told Suzanne. “Try moving around.”
Suzanne took two steps and stumbled over the coffee table. Her ears picked up the sound of the door opening as she struggled to recover her balance. “Rosie?”
“I’m right here.” She’d moved to a location near the door in order to cover the entrance of the two males.
“I get it,” Suzanne complained, “Can we go now?”
“Well, you still haven’t gotten the full effect.”
“Yeah, well, that would take–”
“Take a step to your left, Suzanne.”
“YIIIII!” The voice was male; Suzanne FREAKED! She lurched backward, staggering back from the voice ahead of her – and fell into John’s arms!”
“I’ve got you,” a calm voice sounded in Suzanne’s ear, while strong arms enveloped her and a thick chest halted her backward motion.
“LET ME GOOOOOOO!” Suzanne howled.
“I’m gonna put you back on your feet. Just relax.” John was doing his best to project calm. He stabilized and balanced her, then released her. “What are you so scared of?”
“You!”
“Why?”
“You’re rapists! Kidnappers!”
“We’re nothing of the sort,” Carl declared. “Is anyone even touching you?”
“Well, no...”
“Didn’t you come here of your own free will? We haven’t taken you anywhere – you’re still at Rose’s.
“I’m bound! Blindfolded!”
“We didn’t even do THAT!”
“I- I-”
“You need to calm down,” Carl insisted. “No one here wishes you ill! Do you REALLY think Rose would put you in danger?”
“Rose!”
“Suze, Honey,” Rose said sadly, “don’t you WANT to have a good time with a guy?”
“Well, yeah, but...”
“But what?” Carl pressed. “You’ve SEEN us in action! Let us prove ourselves!”
“I dunno. Being tied up...” Suzanne was visibly calming.
“I don’t see how we can remove the blindfold tonight, but if we can come to some kind of agreement, maybe we can toss the handcuffs,” Carl offered.
“What do I have to agree to?”
“Just calm down. Leave the blindfold alone. We can’t trust you any more than you trust us at this point, so we can’t let you see us. But we can let you FEEL us.”
“Yeah, well, okay, I guess...”
“That’s it...” The voice was behind her. “I’m coming in. Just relax...” Arms enfolded her gently, and a pair of lips electrified her neck on the right side!
“Uuuuuhhhh!” Suzanne gasped.
“Too much?”
“N-no...”
“Good.” John went back at it.
Suzanne pulled in a breath, shuddering. Released from fear, her tension fed her arousal. “I’m gonna fall...”
“Lean on me.” A big paw started gently rubbing her belly. “It’s gonna be fine.” John didn’t know where his control was coming from; something about Suzanne’s high-strung personality drew it forth. And it was working. His lips and tongue on her neck gave her goosebumps, nibbling her earlobe gave her hot flashes, and her hands found the hard, vertical ridge under the zipper of his jeans and wanted to feel it directly. John felt her fingers tracing it and said, “I think we can forget the handcuffs.”
“Your call.” Carl waved and Rose came forward with the key. In the meantime, John turned Suzanne around and meshed his lips with hers.
Suzanne didn’t even notice having her hands freed! The guy was big, he was powerful, and he wasn’t taking any prisoners! Big hands were all over her back, pulling her in and wrapping her up, making her feel strangely comforted and protected while his lips and tongue conquered hers! She was limp in his arms, her panties already wet when his hand dove under the waistband of her skirt and pantyhose to palm her ass. There was a hot button there in Suzanne – one Rose had never seen pushed, because it took a man – and even then, most men didn’t get there. Suzanne’s hard shell was composed mostly of fear; once it was penetrated, and she felt protected, she surrendered, and her protector could have, literally, anything. That was the situation; John had accidentally found her combination, releasing her from the prison of her fears and opening her up. At that point, the more he flowed over her, the better she liked it!
Rose was leery of undoing the cuffs, but once released, Suzanne’s hands dug their way under John’s shirt, finding his stocky body, and liking what they found there. She ground her pubic mound against his, moaning, letting everyone present know that she wanted him!
Rose and Carl shared a glance and Rose shrugged. “I’ve never seen her like this,” she murmured.
John looked up while sucking Suzanne’s neck, and Carl gave him a wave, mouthing, “All yours!”
John grinned and reached up under her blouse to undo the front clasp of Suzanne’s brassiere, but Suzanne undid it herself! Then she started trying to peel John out of his shirt; John went to work on her blouse and in moments, they were both naked above the waist and again clinched, the deformed cones of Suzanne’s breasts mashed against John’s hairy chest. Suzanne broke a kiss to gasp, “Rosie?”
“Bedroom?” Rose shot back.
“Please?”
“Take it.”
John picked Suzanne up and carried her off. If he hadn’t had control of things before, that locked them down!
Kevin let himself in, joining Carl and Rose. “So?”
“Things have turned the corner,” Carl replied, grinning.
“Maybe we ought to get some video,” Kevin suggested, “just in case.”
Rose looked surprised, but Carl asked, “What if she changes her mind in the morning?”
“Oh. Okay.” Rose couldn’t argue; who knew what went on in Suzanne’s head? The trio moved forward, slipping into the bedroom. Kevin surfaced the team’s camera and began taking clips and shots.
John and Suzanne were still upright, but they were naked, and Suzanne was trying to climb John like a tree! John put his hands under her ass and gave her what she wanted: support so she could wrap her legs around his waist. They were kissing hotly, totally engrossed in each other. John’s rigid cock was in the crack of Suzanne’ ass, and she was wiggling against it while clinging to him. Breaking their kiss, she gasped, “You’re so hot! I want it!”
“I won’t last!” John croaked.
“Let me suck it!”
“Sixty-nine, then!” John crawled onto the bed, still cradling Suzanne with one hand in the middle of her back while she clung to him, then threw himself onto his back. As soon as he settled Suzanne rotated herself and collected his cock while John grabbed her ass and pulled it down, bringing her pussy to his mouth. Each of them groaned as the other’s mouth found genital flesh, Suzanne’s lips sliding down the shaft of John’s cock while John’s tongue swiped Suzanne’s nether lips and clitoral hood.
“Terrible rape, eh?” Carl murmured, pulling Rose back against him and mauling her big jugs through her blouse and bra.
“Awful,” Rose sighed in his ear.
“Get undressed; you’re not going out.”
“Yes, Sir!” Rose went to work unbuttoning her blouse, thinking, ‘The sooner he has his hands on me, the better I’ll like it!’ On the bed, John gasped, “Uuuuuunngh!” and drove his hips upward, burying his cock in Suzanne’s mouth while his balls let go, reflexively sucking on Suzanne’s clit. Suzanne gurgled around his cock, bucking and thrashing as the suction and his eruption in her mouth triggered a climax in her.
Rose, who had paused momentarily to watch the couple climax, got out of her skirt, revealing stockings and a garter belt.
“That’s my girl!” Kevin approved, catching sight of it.
Rose dimpled. “Thank you, Master!”
Suzanne, clearly wasted from her orgasm, raised her head. “Master?”
“Don’t worry about it; it’s a thing we do,” Carl assured her.
“Were you guys watching?” Suzanne asked.
John lurched up, driving Suzanne forward and down his legs, then snagged her hips, rotated her and pulled her against him, moving her as if she weighed nothing. “You worry too much.”
The manhandling quelled Suzanne’s fears – something a bit strange, perhaps, but Suzanne WANTED brawny arms wrapped around her. “I ... Maybe.” John pulled her into a kiss, which put the whole thing on hold.
“For sure!” Rose declared, settling to her knees to remove Carl’s shoes. She was happy; things seemed to be under control. With Suzanne handled, she could look forward to another evening of mind-blowing sex! She rapidly divested Carl of his clothing, then moved to Kevin while Carl collected the camera.
In the meantime, John pressed Suzanne back to the point that his fully-revived erection was poking her perineum.
“Sit on it,” he murmured. “Ride it.”
Suzanne whined a bit, but she backed up – and she was soaking wet, so his glans found her opening easily, allowing her to impale herself on his shaft. “Ogod!” she gasped, as he sank inside her. She came up on her hands and started pumping her ass backward, driving herself onto him, setting up a rhythm. John collected her breasts and started tuning her nipples with his fingers.
“Ogod! Ogod! Ogod! Shit! Shit! Fuck! Fuck me! EEEEEEEEEE!” Suzanne flashed to orgasm in record time, hammering herself onto John’s spike!
... And that was just the first time...
By then, Rose was sucking Carl’s cock, making oral love to it. Kevin leaned down and murmured, “Masturbate.”
“Mmmm?” Rose queried, her lips never leaving their toy.
“You heard me. Get yourself off. Do it!” Kevin’s gaze was feral.
Rose’s right hand flashed to her crotch; she couldn’t help herself! The compulsion to follow Master’s instructions was beyond her control! Her left hand never left Carl’s scrotum, however, as she gently fondled his balls.
“Good girl!” Kevin leaned in and kissed her on the neck, then squatted and ran a hand under her, sliding his fingers along her wet channel, then rubbing her bung with a wettened finger.
‘He wants my ass,’ slid through Rose’s mind. ‘That’s okay.’ At one point, it would have bothered her, but things were different, now. She’d told them – him – that they could have anything they wanted – and he had told HER that he wanted THAT! She presented her ass, letting him know that she knew what he wanted, and that it wasn’t a problem. She continued to suck Sir’s cock, giving it her primary attention, pleasuring herself on automatic, but tried to spread herself, giving a little bit of attention to the finger playing with her bung, trying to open herself to it.
“Oh, Baby! Oh, Baby! Oh, Baby!” Suzanne gasped, riding John’s cock, humping. The guy was ... perfect. He was helping her, steadying her, carrying some of her weight on the hands that squeezed her titties and milked her nipples, allowing her to get hers, her way. His cock was AMAZING, but there were other things; his strength and his gentleness had conquered her. She’d seen him in the video and knew he must be young, but he cuddled her and made her feel so ... protected. When she came down from her second massive climax, she could hear the sounds of liquid suction and knew that Rose must be there, sucking the cock of one of her lovers, but once she got going, that faded away and nothing else mattered but collecting this man’s seed!
Her third orgasm, however, washed her out. She couldn’t go on. John rolled them over and bent Suzanne nearly double, spreading her legs and driving his cock down into her quaking cunt. The cowgirl ride had been wonderful, but something about this topped it; Suzanne clutched his head and leaned up, bringing her lips to his for burning kisses that lasted until the pleasure and tension were too much, then brokenly gasped endearments before wailing as the waves again washed over her.
Kevin looked up. “Hey, she needs to be full service.”
“Yeah?” John puffed.
“Yeah.” Kevin shot a glance at Carl, who nodded agreement.
John, watching the pair, puffed, “Okay.”
“I’ll bring her a cock to suck. You run her, though; she’s into you.”
“Okay.”
Kevin got up on the bed. John backed out of Suzanne’s pussy, provoking a wail, but he manhandled her into a kneeling position and fed his cock back into her. Kevin waited until both of them had settled into the new configuration and John had a stroke going, then he leaned in and rubbed his glans over Suzanne’s lips, looking up at John expectantly.
“Suzanne,” John rumbled.
“Ummm?”
“Suck the dick, Honey. Be a good girl.”
‘Dick? What dick?’ Suzanne hadn’t even noticed Kevin. She opened her mouth to ask the question, and Kevin fed her a couple of inches. ‘Oh. THAT dick... ‘ Argument seemed to be a total waste of time; she started sucking, letting Kevin run the first three or four inches of his cock in and out of her mouth at his own rate. ‘There are three of them,’ she remembered. Her focus had been on the big one, but this was a reminder that he wasn’t the ONLY one. ‘How bad is that?’ she wondered. But her ability to focus was leaving her as John pounded her simmering pussy. She tried to offer some support for Kevin’s blowjob, but it got to be less and less possible until she dropped her head, gasping, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! OMIGAAAWD! UUUUUHHHHGH!” while yet another orgasm flashed through her!
Carl and Rose were watching. Rose had teased a load from Carl and then stood to be cuddled while the pair watched Suzanne being put through her paces.
“I’m amazed,” Rose murmured, “Suzanne usually puts up a fuss about just about everything. I frankly don’t know how she ever lost her virginity. But she’s just ... rolled over.”
“Seems like it’s all about John,” Carl mused. “She fusses a little, and he hauls her in and cuddles her, and she settles down.”
“Yeah, I see it. But I’m still surprised.” Rose gave out a little groan, jerking and twitching under Carl’s fingers, which were strumming her clitoris.
“Gimme a minute. I’m going to get a chair for you to lean on from the kitchen.” Carl headed off, leaving Rose watching.
Kevin gave Suzanne a moment to jerk and quiver to the sensory overload, then fed her his cock again. This time, she made an effort to suck. Kevin held her head, not allowing her to withdraw fully, but Suzanne was totally subjugated, so she wasn’t trying, anyway. She let John drive her forward onto the cock and rocked back when he did to provide a stroke.
Kevin fed her more of his length, little by little. At first, Suzanne didn’t notice, but when it started hitting the back of her throat, gagging her, it became obvious. Still, the way they were working together left Kevin with no time buried deep, so Suzanne dealt with it. Meanwhile, John brought her again to the brink, leaving her unable to resist what was being done to her. He was also approaching his climax, which caused him to drive himself into her harder and harder.
‘I’m gonna break something, at this rate,’ Kevin mused, ‘either her throat or my dick... ‘ But he couldn’t stop, Suzanne couldn’t stop, and John CERTAINLY wasn’t going to! Suzanne got used to having Kevin’s cock in the opening to her gullet, got relaxed about it, and as John’s pounding became a hammer-stroke, there was a POP! – and Suzanne had a throat full of Kevin’s cock! Again, though, it was only for maybe a quarter of a second; neither Suzanne nor Kevin had time to react before their motions extracted his cock. But three strokes later, it happened again...
‘OMIGOD! OMIGOD! He’s IN MY THROAT!’ shot through Suzanne’s dazed brain. But it happened again – twice – even as the thought formed! It was too late to worry about it; she was dealing with it already. Besides, the hammering her pussy was getting was demanding her full attention!
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