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Subject:      THE PIRATE 4/5
From:         rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date:         1996/11/23
Message-Id:   <577qkc$k6a@dfw-ixnews7.ix.netcom.com>
Organization: Netcom
X-Netcom-Date: Sat Nov 23  3:34:04 PM CST 1996
Newsgroups:   alt.sex.stories

                    NICOLE PLEASES THE FIRST MATE
                            By NICOLE

Your eyes follow me as I walk to the front of the ship, settle myself
on a crate, and gaze wistfully out to sea.  Despite my loneliness for
my home, I've grown to love the sea, because I see it through the
eyes of the man I now love, the man whose bed I share at night, and
who fills those nights with pleasure and boundless passion.  I know
soon we return to my home, and it pains me knowing that you will
return me there, and these past months at sea will become as a dream.

From your place behind the wheel of the ship, you watch me silently,
unaware that a sigh has escaped your lips and is heard by Eric, your
first mate.  You think I am lonely only for my home, and that I gaze
across the waters, searching for landfall, and a time when I can
escape my captivity.

"She loves you John.  She no more wants to return home than you want
to leave her there.  Are you so blind as to not see it?"

You look at me again, wondering if Eric's words ring the truth.

"She watches for the shore of her home, Eric.  Everyday she sits
there and watches.  She knows we draw near.  She's not said a word to
me.  She waits to return."

"Fool!"  you hear Eric mutter as he turns away to attend to an
instrument.

You allow his remark to go unanswered, but you are lost deep in
thought, wondering if he could be right in his assessments.

You think over the many months of the voyage, and to the nights you
and your dear sweet Nicole have shared in your bed.  Your lessons
have taught me well.  In your arms at night, I drop my veil of
shyness, and love you with a lust equal to your own.  You feel a
quickening in your loins as you recall my words to you only the night
prior.  Your body was heavy upon mine at the time, filling me with
your passion.  I spoke breathlessly in the manner I knew gave you
pleasure.  "I am yours John.  So great is my need of you, I am yours
to do with as you see fit.  Anything you require of me, I abide by
willingly, only so I can have you like this at night."

You remember the tightening of your groin as those words fell from my
lips and touched your ears in my whispered frenzy.  Were those words
sincere?  You recall how pleasurably my own passion increased to meet
yours, and you took me with new fury, as the import of my words became
clear to you.  Certainly I spoke true.  I had been yours these many
months.  Everything you taught me, everything you asked of me, all
your wishes, had been fulfilled.

You muse, "Perhaps Eric is correct.  My Nicole, early on my
submissive captive, has truly since become mine.  She has denied me
nothing, nor WILL she deny me."

You turn to Eric, watching him about his work.  You recall how well
you praised him months ago, at the beginning of this long voyage, for
preserving that lovely beauty at the bow of your ship for your
pleasure.  You had questioned him at that time about the preparations
he took with me, how he had bound me to your bed, in only my
undergarments, and left me there untouched.  His loyalty had been
impeccable, and you had promised a reward, but thus far, none had
presented itself.

You have begun to formulate a plan, which if it can be brought to
fruition, would not only please you greatly, but would test your
lovely Nicole and her professed need of you.

"Eric, you have long been at sea, and you remain aboard when we dock.
Have you not felt the need of a woman these many months?"

Eric's face reddens slightly and he mutters words you cannot hear.

"Eric!  You want my lovely Nicole.  Certainly!  You as well as I
have seen the charms of her tender body.  She was an innocent then,
but now she is a lusty wench with needs and passions that I have
well taught her.  You shall have her Eric!  And she shall willingly
abide my command.  Meet us in our cabin this night, Eric, as the moon
climbs high in the sky."

*    *    *

Dinner in our cabin passes this night much as others.  You are amused
by my seeming shyness as I turn my gaze from you, but you've already
seen my passion there blazing as my violet eyes meet yours.

You come to stand behind me and lightly caress my hair and neck.  You
smile pleasantly as you observe my quickened breath and know that
this night will be like all our nights upon your bed, frenzied and
passionate, as my needs are released with the snuffing of the
candlelight which brightens the room.  Already, your barest touch upon
my body has awakened my desires.

"Nicole, your body speaks to me this night as always.  You have
need of me, have you not?"  Your arms envelop mine and you bury your
face against my long dark hair, feeling the beat of my heart increase
as you hold me.  "Tell me of your need of me."

I sigh.  The words pass through my mind, but I am embarassed by my
unquenchable desire of you, which I feel night after night.

"Nicole, it will please me to hear of your need.  Tell me love.  Be
now that lustful wench that would please me upon my bed in the dark."

You arms embrace me tighter, circling me and holding my body close to
you.  Your nearness and my desire to please drive away my shyness.
"John, my body cries for your flesh.  I need to feel your manhood
within me."

"And what is it you crave my dear Nicole?  Tell me!"

I hesitate only a moment, and carried away by my mounting passion, I
blurt out, "John, take me as every night since I first begged you.
Fuck me!"

You are well pleased.  You know the time grows near when Eric will
come to the cabin as summoned.

"Nicole, is your need of me so great that you would please me with
anything I demanded of you?"

I am puzzled, but nod my head in compliance.  "John, I am your
captive.  I serve you, with pleasure.  You have taught me how to
please you, and I desire to do this.  What is it you wish of me
this night?"

You point in the direction of your bed.  "You are to remove your
clothing, leaving only your chemise and petticoats, as you were the
first night you came aboard my ship, and you will allow me to bind
you there upon my bed."

A tingling sensation washes over me.  I know not what it is you
desire, but already I feel familiar stirrings between my legs as my
want increases.  You HAVE taught me well.  I remove my clothing as
instructed, leaving only the chemise and petticoats, and position
myself in the center of your bed, allowing my hands to be bound high
above my head.

"You are helpless now, Nicole.  You will do what is required of
you?"

I nod seductively, my shyness entirely abandoned.  I know the
pleasures of a man, and I long for that now, thinking I am soon to
have you.

A knock sounds on the door, and you smile at my startled expression.
"OUR guest has arrived, Nicole."

"John, no!"

"Nicole, no harm will come to you.  I desire this, and you will
abide by it.  It will please me."

You open the door and allow Eric to enter the room.  My embarassment
is evident, but I remain quiet.  You well know the passionate, lusty
wench I am, and that my resistance will not last.

After Eric's entry, you bolt the door tight.  You confer with Eric
out of range of my hearing, all the while your eyes fastened
compellingly on mine, conveying their message, "I will allow what it
is you desire!"

Despite my reticence, I grow restless upon the bed.  Fastened thus,
and helpless, my desire has quickened.  You can immediately sense the
change in my demeanor, and you know I will now obey, willingly, and
with the eagerness of a whore!

"Nicole.  These long months at sea, Eric has not partaken of shore
leave.  His need of a woman is great.  Many months ago I promised he
would be rewarded for his loyalty in bringing you to me untouched.
Tonight, in this room, Eric shall have his reward.  I desire it thus.
You will obey this."

Eric is not unattractive, and he has been kind to me on the long
voyage, protecting me, when you have been busy about the ship's
business, from the leacherous needs of other members of your crew not
so loyal to you.  The evidence of Eric's erect manhood strains
against the cloth of his breeches.  Your wishes are suddenly clear to
me and the game is one which I will play to please you.

My eyes drop to the bulge of Eric's manhood, and I lick my lips.  I
look to my pirate captor, and plead, "John, my need this night is
insatiable.  Help me."

You look at me and question, "What is it you desire Nicole?"  I know
the words you long to hear.

"I want Eric's cum, every drop of it.  I love the taste of a man's
cum upon my tongue, and the feel of it upon my body."

"His need is great Nicole, and his load will be heavy.  You will
still succumb to this?"

"Yes, I must have it.  Let me have what I crave or I shall go
insane!"

Eric is stunned.  The scenario unfolding before him is beyond his
wildest expectations.  He is uncertain if he is to take your woman or
not.

You pull your knife from the scabbard at your side and hand it to
Eric, gesturing to where I lie helpless upon your bed.  "You heard
her words, Eric.  She is yours and you well know what she begs for.
Uncloth the wench, pleasure yourself with her body, and then give her
what she craves."

Eric crosses the room to the bed, and in one sure, swift gesture,
rends the cloth covering my body with the sharp blade of the knife,
revealing my nakedness to his eyes.  His lips and hands travel over
my body, exploring and caressing the flesh he had longed to touch
months ago, but that he had dared not then.

Eric's touch upon my body has heightened my arousal, and I speak in
ragged breaths, "Eric, let me taste your cock.  I can wait no
longer."

He quickly removes his clothing, allowing it to drop to the floor,
and my eyes fall upon his large, throbbing manhood, already wet with
his desire.  Eric positions himself over my body, as if to enter me,
and I beg, "No Eric!  I long to taste your cum.  Fill my mouth with
your cock.  I need to taste your cum."

Eric now straddles me, pressing his lower body into my face and
allowing his rigid member to enter my beckoning mouth.  I close my
lips over his hardened cock and suck him within my warm, wet cavity.
He withdraws and I swirl my tongue around the tip, willing him to
again enter me, seeking his sweet cum.  Eric continues these motions,
each time permitting himself to slide deeper within my mouth, until I
can feel him touch the back of my throat.  He is close, and soon I
know his heavy load will slide down my throat.  Long months of
abstinence are apparent, as Eric abandons himself to my
ministrations, as he can hold back no longer.  His first hot jet of
cum slides down my throat, and a second.  I cannot take it all, and
he withdraws, still stroking himself, milking his member of its load,
allowing it to shoot over my face and lips, into my hair, and down
over my body where a goodly portion slides between my legs and into
the hair of my female place.  When his release is expended, Eric sits
beside me on the bed a moment, awaiting your next directive.

You are pleased as you watch my tongue lick the portion of Eric's cum
which found its way upon my lips.  You know that the amount I have
been given has not been enough to satisfy my need, but the evening is
young yet, and I shall have what I want before dawn breaks upon the
sea.  You smile at the image of my beautiful, lush young body writhing
expectantly upon the bed, covered in Eric's cum, and wanting release.

You speak to Eric.  "Did we not take passengers on board ship this
day?"

"Aye, Captain.  Celeste was among those passengers.  She travels a
short distance with us this voyage."

You recall other voyages when you were accompanied by Celeste ...  a
randy whore surely, who knows how to please a man!

"Bring her here, Eric.  Celeste will serve my purposes well tonight!"

As Eric leaves to fetch Celeste, you approach the bed and look down
at me.  "You have pleased me Nicole, and you will please me
further.  I have other delights to teach you of my, love."

Eric returns with Celeste, and again bars the door upon your command.
Celeste sees you and her eyes brighten.  "John!"  she says in a
husky voice, as she presses her body against yours.  "What luck that
we chance to meet again!  Many nights have I longed for you and a
repeat of past entertainments!"

"Ah, Celeste, a true whore as always!  And tonite you shall entertain
me once again.  Look there, Celeste, upon my bed.  See my captive.
She has been learning these many months how to be my whore.  I told
her I have other lessons and delights to teach her of.  You will
help, will you not, Celeste?"

"But certainly, John.  I see you've already been entertaining
yourself with her.  Her body bears evidence of that already," as she
walks over and allows her tongue to lap up some of Eric's cum.

"You will clean her up for me Celeste?"

In answer to your question, Celeste removes her clothing and moves
upon the bed beside me, opening my legs and kneeling between them.
You detect the uncertainty in my eyes, as you catch my glance, and
nod reassuringly.  "Nicole, this will bring you pleasure, and me as
well.  I desire for Celeste to take you in this manner."

I sigh with submission, and close my eyes as Celeste begins her
exploration of my body.  First she allows her tongue to pass gently
over my lips and my face, finding Eric's cum and cleaning it from my
skin.  Her hands pass over my breasts and my stomach, and her lips
and tongue follow thereafter.  Every inch of skin is taken in this
manner, as Celeste washes my body of Eric's juices.  When she is near
my pussy, where there yet remains evidence of Eric's passion upon my
body, you stop her for a moment.  You position her upon her back, but
so that her face is still within reach of my womanhood.  I can feel
her soft breath upon that place between my legs.  At some point, you
have removed your clothing, and when I open my eyes, I see you
kneeling over Celeste's body, holding your member in your hands, and
stroking it.  You nod to Celeste to continue her exploration of my
body.  Her tongue comes into contact with my clit, where she takes
more of Eric's cum within her mouth.  She methodically works her
tongue in and out of the creases of my flesh, teasing and
stimulating, as she seeks Eric's salty deposits.  My response to
Celeste's actions is pleasing to you, and you say to me, "Ah,
Nicole, you ARE a little whore."

I nod in agreement.

"Tell me Nicole."

I gasp as I near climax.  "John, yes, I am a whore."

"Yes, sweet Nicole, you are my whore.  Celeste pleases you, does
she not?  But yet you crave something further, do you not?
Tell me!"

"YES!  YES!  It is your cum that I want, that I need.  I am your
whore.  I need ... "

You can hold back no longer now as the cries of my passion fill the
room as Celeste finds my pleasure point and brings me to orgasm.
Your member pulses in your hand, and your seed falls upon Celeste's
body, as earlier Eric's had fallen upon mine.

"There Nicole.  If you desire my cum, you must take it from
Celeste."  You untie one of my hands.  I reach over to Celeste and
touch her, and finding a drop of your cum, pick it up with my
fingertips, rub it over my lips and then taste it with my tongue.

"Lick her Nicole."

I proceed to clean Celeste, in the manner she had shown me.  You
watch with pleasure as I explore her body, licking and sucking,
taking note that I have found every drop of your cum and lapped it
up, yet I continue my exploration of Celeste's lush body.  My tongue
finds her clit, and I bury my face in her hair, taking in her scent
and now her taste, as I seek her opening, and insert my tongue as
far as I can.  It isn't long, and Celeste's cries fill the room, as
she reaches fulfillment.

You are again hard, as is Eric, after witnessing my newfound
pleasure.  You know that I desire your cock within me, before I will
be satiated and can turn to sleep.  That shall be private between
us.  You speak quietly to Eric, "Take Celeste, Eric.  I'm sure she
will willingly serve any other needs you have this night."

The door closes quietly, and we are alone.  Your fingertip brushes my
cheek as you trace its outline and speak to me lovingly, "Nicole,
you are truly mine.  You would please me in any manner I desire."

My free hand reaches for your hard member and I close my fingertips
around it, feeling it tense in my grip.  "Yes, John.  I am yours."

"You are mine, your body is mine."

"Truly, John, I am for your pleasure.  Fuck me, John!  I have need of
that now.  Fuck me.  Plunge deep within me and take me.  Let me be
your whore."

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