                                          Navy Whore
                                        By Lust 4 Life

Elizabeth (introduced in “Reluctant Whore”) returns from pregnancy and becomes first 
an upscale whore serving in an officer’s bordello, then a captain’s mistress on board ship. 
This results in a second pregnancy and being deposited on a Caribbean island where after 
giving birth she is reduced to a common sailor’s whore. F/M+/preg.

Background

In our previous story, Elizabeth was an orphaned young country girl forced to move to 
the city to survive and inevitably ended up as a barroom whore, plying her trade among 
the patrons until just as inevitably she ended up pregnant. As her belly swelled, so did her 
revenue fall. Fortunately she had been prudent and saved in advance. She took the 
necessary time off until her child was delivered, a son. She nursed him, cared for him for 
awhile but soon placed him at an orphanage – she could not support both a baby and 
herself.

Elizabeth was by now a committed whore, past any initial hesitations or ambiguities 
based on morals or social position. She had worked as a whore and become pregnant by 
one of her clients with no idea whose sperm knocked her up. Her job was to fuck, to give 
men pleasure with her body. She would become pregnant again, by another unknown 
man, but that was now just an accepted part of the job.

Elizabeth returned to her old bar but her place had been taken by another young lady. 
However, she was now much more worldly, having heard and learned much while 
working in the bar and she knew that many brothels existed around ports, catering to the 
sailors. Not surprisingly, there were different levels of brothels and whores, catering to 
different levels of sailors. In general, brothels serving the officers commanded a higher 
price and provided younger, prettier, less worn, and more polished ladies, while those 
serving the common sailors charged a lower price, offering older, more worn, less 
attractive ladies. The trajectory of her career was clear, but as a still fresh, young woman, 
she might expect to command a higher price working in a brothel catering to the officer 
class. And it was not unheard of for a young woman to be taken as a mistress by an 
officer.

The waterfront was an unfamiliar area for Elizabeth, rougher than the parts of town with 
which she was familiar. As she explored the area she was accosted by leering sailors and 
threatened by various street walkers who did not want extra competition on their block. It 
did not take her long to identify several brothels serving the common sailors: the groups 
of sailors gleefully going in and out, the women leaning out hailing the passing sailors. It 
took more work to identify the houses providing satisfaction to the officer class, but 
eventually she located 2 of these houses and eventually entered one.

The Officer’s Bordello

She was met just inside by the madam of the house and after some preliminary questions, 
Elizabeth was taken into a back room for further questioning. The Madam, Irene, 
questioned her about her experience (modest), education (minimal), listened carefully to 
her speech, looked her over carefully, and asked her to remove her clothes for inspection. 
Satisfied with what she saw, Irene explained the rules of behavior and pay that were 
expected. Unlike the bar in which Elizabeth had previously worked, the girls were to sit 
around in the lounge, allowing the men to sit and drink and consider their choices. Once a 
gentleman made his selection, the girl would take him upstairs to her bedroom. The girls 
were paid a fixed sum for each customer they entertained; the house took care of 
collecting payment from the gentlemen. While the payment was only slightly more per 
customer than Elizabeth earned working in the bar, the conditions were much more 
refined and genteel. Rules of hygiene, attire, and so on were also explained.

Once everything was explained and agreed, the madam lent Elizabeth some appropriate 
clothes for her first few days but told her that she would have to spend her first few 
payments purchasing her own outfits, suitable for the establishment. Elizabeth was also 
assigned a bedroom in which to entertain and in fact, in which she could live as long as 
she kept it neat and presentable for customers.

Since everything was in order, Elizabeth was encouraged to begin work immediately and 
so she did. In fact, Elizabeth was looking forward to returning to work – it had been a 
long time since she had last had a man and she was horny, looking forward to a good 
fuck in spite of the dangers. Irene brought her into the lounge and introduced her to the 
other girls. As it was mid-afternoon and there were no newly arrived ships, the lounge 
was empty of customers at the moment, which gave Elizabeth time to talk to some of the 
other girls, learn their backgrounds, how long they had been working here, and so on. A 
marine office showed up in the late afternoon, sat and had a drink while looking over the 
girls, and eventually picked a girl named Emily who led him upstairs. The thought of 
Emily getting fucked made Elizabeth squirm a bit in anticipation, hoping it would not be 
too long before she was able to enjoy a hard cock. About 40 minutes later Elizabeth 
observed the marine come down the stairs, obviously in a happy mood and leave. About 
15 minutes later Emily returned and again took her place in the lounge.

Next a group of 5 naval officers came through the door with something of a commotion. 
It was obvious they had already been out drinking some and were in a good and 
somewhat boisterous mood. They sat and ordered drinks which were soon delivered. The 
men began to ask the girls to stand and turn around. One of the men pointed to Elizabeth 
and asked her to stand. As she stood she blew him a kiss and as she turned, she wiggled 
her butt at him and after completing the turn shook her breasts a bit. The men all made 
appreciative calls to this little performance. The man who has asked her to stand picked 
Elizabeth while the other officers selected their mates. Elizabeth skipped over and 
pressing her breasts against her man planted a kiss on his lips and taking him by the hand, 
led him upstairs to her room.

Once in the room Elizabeth seductively removed her clothes. The man quickly followed 
suite so they were both naked. Elizabeth again approached the officer, pressing her body 
against him, this time flesh to flesh. She ground her pubic mound against him and could 
feel his penis stiffening with excitement. He was fondling her breasts and ass as he 
ground back. Elizabeth stepped back enough to reach down and grasp his rising cock, 
stroking it. “Oh yes, I love a nice hard cock. I can’t wait to feel you fucking me with this” 
she said. The officer slid a hand down and slipped his finger into her slit. “Feel how wet I 
am for you? I can’t wait to feel your cock sliding up in there” she said. The officer 
answered, “Oh yes, I’m so horny, I want to fuck you, to shoot my load up inside you, you 
hot little wench.” While her profession was to make the men feel desired, to show an 
eager and enthusiastic façade, at the moment this was no act, Elizabeth was genuinely 
horny and eager.

Elizabeth led the way to her bed and laying down spread her legs in wanton invitation, 
wiggling her hips, “Come on, fuck me.” The officer quickly followed and was soon 
crawling between her legs, his stiff cock leading the way. Elizabeth watched in 
anticipation as he brought the head of his cock to her pussy and felt fire rush through her 
body as he rubbed it along her slit, moistening it with her juice and positioning himself. 
As he began to sink in she eagerly pushed back, helping him embed himself deeply inside 
her. Soon he was all the way inside, his pubic hairs mingled with hers, eager cock in 
eager pussy, his balls resting on her ass. Next door they could hear the rhythmic 
squeaking of a bed as one of the other officers fucked one of the other girls.

Elizabeth and her officer grinned at each other and he began thrusting into her, slowly at 
first but picking up the pace. Elizabeth pulled her legs up and back, “Yes, yes, do it. 
Harder. Fuck me. Oh I love it, fuck me with that big cock.” The man was soon fucking 
strongly into Elizabeth, the bed squeaking as he pounded, announcing to anyone nearby 
that Elizabeth was getting fucked. She was moaning in pleasure now, feeling an orgasm 
building as her man fucked her. “Fuck me harder, I’m gonna cum” she groaned, and then 
moaning loudly her orgasm hit, filling her body as the pleasure spread from her pussy, 
causing her to convulse on the pounding cock. The office loved her enthusiasm and the 
pleasure quickly built in his thrusting cock. Elizabeth could feel his body tensing, his 
cock swelling and knew that he was close to shooting in her. “Oh yes. Give it to me. Cum 
in me, shoot your cum in me” she cried as she spread her legs more to give him the 
deepest penetration. The man moaned, “Oh yes, Oh you’re so hot, I’m gonna cum in you, 
I can feel it building up.” She felt the final swelling of his cock and then his body jerked, 
she felt the pulse deep inside her as he moaned, “Ah-h-h” and thrust hard into her. He 
kept moving, short, deep inside her, “Ah, I’m cumming” as she felt his cock throbbing 
inside her as he poured his cum into her. Soon he stopped, resting inside her. “Oh my god 
that was good” he murmured.

As they rested, they could hear another couple going at it, bed springs squeaking 
furiously, accompanied by groans of the mating couple. The man finally withdrew, 
dressed, and left, leaving Elizabeth an extra tip. This was a bonus she had not expected! 
Her former clients never tipped, just the agreed to price. She rose, sponged herself clean, 
including a light douche to remove as much of the officer’s sperm as possible, and then 
straightened the bed so it would be ready for her next customer. When everything was 
neat, she headed back down stairs to re-join the other women and await her next client. 
As she approached them they shared a knowing smile, Elizabeth’s enhanced with 
satisfaction.

Elizabeth realized she enjoyed her work. Of course there were a few either unexciting 
clients (over-weight, old) and just un-enjoyable, but overall, she enjoyed fucking, the 
physical pleasure and making her man lose control and his pleasure. There was the risk of 
pregnancy, no, the eventual virtual certainty, but she came to accept that pregnancy was 
something that happened to women. Sex was a necessity as much as food, and sex with 
strangers was her job. She settled into the routine, enjoyed the pleasures. She was 
moderately careful with her douching and avoiding certain days of the month. She 
watched some of her co-workers become pregnant, swell up, take time off, and then 
return, ready for more.

Captain’s Mistress

Her enthusiasm worked for her. Not only did she receive good tips, but she developed a 
regular following of officers who asked for her specifically whenever they were in town. 
One day, laying together in the pleasant after-glow of sex, his penis still inside her, one of 
her infrequent but regulars, a post-captain, asked her if she would be interested in sailing 
with him. He would be leaving in a few days and would enjoy having her accompany him 
as his mistress aboard ship.

The captain offered attractive terms: a nice up-front payment she could set aside to be 
followed with a subsequent payment after their return, free lodging and meals on the ship, 
and a chance to travel the world. Of course she would in all likelihood end up bearing his 
child, but she would likely end up pregnant in her current job but with the captain she 
would know who the father was and he might have some influence in helping his bastard 
child later in life.

Elizabeth agreed and the next day several sailor’s from the captain’s ship arrived to take 
her belongings aboard ship. She had learned while at the brothel that while generally 
women were not allowed on ships, that certain captains were more tolerant than others 
and in fact some, like hers, were known to ship a mistress from time to time.

She quickly learned that there was little privacy on the ship. The sailors were all polite 
and deferential to her, but it was also obvious that she was the captain’s sex toy. She was 
excused from most of the rigors of normal ship life but still had to endure the limited 
space, constant noise, and heat of the tropics as they sailed. And it was of course obvious 
to many of the ship’s crew stationed near the captain’s quarters, when Elizabeth was 
getting fucked. She was in fact pretty sure that the steward and a few others at the very 
least listened by the door and possibly watched through cracks in the wooden walls and 
doors. Of course Elizabeth was a seasoned whore, used to fucking with little privacy, first 
behind a curtain at the bar, and more recently at the officer’s bordello. Still, somehow this 
was different, perhaps because she did hold a somewhat elevated position as the captain’s 
whore, not available to the rest of the crew.

Elizabeth knew that every time she spread her legs for the captain and took his manhood 
inside her, he might be making her pregnant with his child. And sure enough after a 
couple of months as sea she missed her period. In the close quarters of the ship it was 
hard to keep secrets or privacy and many of the men had wives and girlfriends at home 
and knew the signs of pregnancy. Thus the word spread much quicker than it might have 
on land, that the captain’s seed had done its job, that he had fathered another bastard. She 
was several months along when they reached port in the Caribbean. Here the captain 
informed her that while he could ship a woman on board, he could not ship a pregnant 
woman or the resulting infant and that he would have to put her ashore. He did give her 
the amount he had agreed to pay her at the end of the voyage plus enough to book 
transport home at a later time.

Pregnant again. This time on a distant foreign shore. Alone. She lived on the captain’s 
money but it was clear it would not last for long. She bore the child, but knew that soon 
she would have to give it up to an orphanage as she had the previous. And, being a 
healthy young woman, she was horny. She visited several of the higher class brothels 
around the waterfront catering to the officers but the competition for these coveted 
positions was fierce and she had now born 2 children and had the stretch marks to prove 
it. She soon realized that she would be working as a common sailor’s whore. Once again, 
as she had in the bar where she started, brazenly offering her body to one and all.

Sailor’s Whore

The word passed quickly through the city amongst those with an interest, a Man Of War 
had been sighted approaching the harbor. The whores, such as Elizabeth quickly took 
care of last minute details, gathering clothes for several days (not that they would be 
worn that much), a quick cleaning, taking care of any last minute things which couldn’t 
wait for the several days they would likely be aboard ship. Soon they were gathering at 
the “whore’s wharf” and boarding the waiting boats to take them out to the ship. As they 
were rowed out Elizabeth looked around at the other women. “We’re all going on board 
to be fucked repeatedly for several days by the men on this ship” she thought. “Each of us 
is going to let at least one man we have never seen before and will almost certainly never 
see again, should many loads of hot sperm into us. I wonder how many of us will end up 
pregnant as a result?”

The boats rowed them out to the anchored ship where eager sailors lined the gunwales. 
While the master of each boat negotiated price with the sailors, Elizabeth and the other 
girls blew kisses at the sailors, bared their breasts, flashed their pussies, or stood and 
wiggled their asses for them, enticing the sailors to be generous. Once the terms were 
settled the sailors passed the agreed upon gold coins to the master of each boat (to be paid 
to the girls upon their return to shore), and the girls were handed up on deck. The girls 
could expect to be on the ship for 2 or 3 days before returning to shore. A girl might 
spend the entire time with one man or be traded part way through if her man decided he 
would like a bit a variety.

The sailors led the girls below deck where they had hung pieces of cloth to give a small 
amount of privacy but it was minimal at best. Not only would couples be within touching 
distance of each other with only a thin piece of fabric between them, but the fabric didn’t 
even provide a complete screen. The sailors had also cleared a small area where the girls 
now gathered, many of them exposing their breasts for the men. The men had decided 
priority order before the girls arrived and each man in turn selected a woman whom he 
led to his small space.

Elizabeth was picked in the first 1/3 and led by her sailor to his little cubicle. She quickly 
stripped off her clothes, baring her body for her man, who had just as quickly stripped off 
his clothes so they were standing naked, man and woman, ready to mate. Elizabeth could 
already hear a few bodies rhythmically slapping together and some soft feminine cries. 
Her sailor was already partially hard as they stepped together. He brought his lips down 
to hers as they ground their bodies together. She could feel his prick getting harder as he 
ground against her. She reached down and cupped his balls bringing a groan of pleasure 
from him. Soon they sank to the floor and she laid back, spreading her legs in open 
invitation, the female ready to be mounted by her male and mated. Ready for a new man, 
a complete stranger, to pump the first of many loads of semen from his eager testicles 
into her womb.

Elizabeth smile up at her sailor encouraging him, and seeing the lust in his eyes as he 
approached her, feasting his eyes on her welcoming body. Then he was sinking his shaft 
into her, groaning in pleasure. He did not waste time but began thrusting enthusiastically 
into her. Around her, Elizabeth could hear many bodies slapping together in the act of 
mating, grunts and mews of pleasure and the occasional groan of release as a sailor 
emptied his balls into his woman.

The shaft pistoning in her vagina was having the usual effect, making her still wetter, 
stirring the feelings of pleasure, building them in her groin. She enjoyed giving pleasure, 
seeing the lust in her sailor’s eyes, hearing his groans of pleasure, knowing her body was 
driving him to a frenzy, a frenzy which would end with his penis spasming in release 
inside her pussy as he filled her with his lust. “Oh, fuck me, harder. Give me that big hard 
cock of yours” she whispered to him. She was rewarded by a groan and increased speed 
in his thrusting. She pulled her legs back and apart allowing him even deeper access to 
her body, increasing the pleasure for both of them.

Her pussy was loving the pounding she was receiving, the feel of the sailor’s hard shaft 
driving deep inside her, stretching her vaginal walls with each thrust. Her pussy 
responded to the pounding cock, squeezing around it, urging it to deliver his seed into her 
belly. She could feel his cock swelling, his whole body tensing as he neared the peak, as 
his body prepared to ejaculate into her. The man was driving into her now in a frenzy, 
seeking ever more pleasure from her body even as he approached his climax. She knew 
she was about to receive the first of many loads of sperm from this new set of testicles 
and she urged him on. “Come on baby. Fuck me good. Shoot your hot load up inside me. 
I want to feel it splashing inside my cunt when you cum.”

This elicited a groan from her man, “Oh yes. Oh you hot little wench. Oh I’m gonna cum 
in you.” Elizabeth felt his penis swell larger inside her and his rhythm change and she 
knew she was about to receive his first load inside her body. “Uh, Uh, AH-h-h!” the man 
groaned suddenly pushing hard against her. Elizabeth felt his whole body jerk and his 
cock throbbing inside her as he came, pumping his seed into her womb. She felt the new 
warmth and wetness inside her as her partner’s body jerked against her in orgasm. Soon 
she felt his penis deflating and he rolled off of her with a long sigh. Around her she could 
still hear other couples fucking and the occasional groan as a sailor emptied his balls into 
the womb of his female companion. “Lots of fucking going on. Lots of seed being 
transferred from male to female right now” she thought to herself.

They laid there listening to the sounds of sex around them and soon the man rolled over 
and started fondling her again, massaging her breasts, her legs, her ass, fingering her 
pussy. She in turn ran her hands over his body, in particular cupping his balls and 
squeezing his cock, still wet with their combined juices. She felt it getting hard in her 
hand and soon he was ready to go again. She spread her legs and he once again mounted 
her, sliding his hard dick up inside her to begin fucking again. Soon he was once more 
happily thrusting away.

This time the feelings in her pussy built quickly as she felt his masculine power driving 
into her, determined to plant his seed deep, to possess her. She wrapped her legs around 
his driving back as the spasms in her pussy continued to grow until suddenly she erupted 
in orgasm, moaning in pleasure as her continued to thrust. “Ah you like that?” the sailor 
asked as he continued fucking. “You like my big cock driving into you? Oh you are a hot 
one. You want another hot load? I sure hope so, causing I’m gonna shoot another one into 
you!” “Oh yes!” Elizabeth said, “Oh do it, give me more! Every last drop!” She could 
feel his balls bouncing on her ass as he fucked into her, the head of his penis occasionally 
bumping her cervix. “Oh, I gonna cum again” her man moaned. She felt him swelling 
again as his body prepared to deliver. And then he was groaning in release as he thrust 
hard and she felt him again pulsing inside her as his body poured another release of his 
seed into hers.

They fucked a third time before her sailor had to go on watch. Since they were in harbor 
and in relaxed discipline with only a token watch, the watches were only 2 hours long. 
Elizabeth gathered with four of the other whores whose men were on watch. She could 
feel her man’s cum oozing out of her vagina and knew the other women were in the same 
position. There wasn’t much point in trying to get it out – the first load had been in a long 
time and had probably already burrowed well up into their wombs. They would get 
pregnant or not, but douching was unlikely to change that.

After his watch, her man returned and quickly stripped down, mounted her, and deposited 
another load of cum in her. Then it was time for dinner. They drew back the cloth 
partitions in order to place tables. The lower deck reeked of sex. They ate, a ration of rum 
was given to each, sailors and whores, and then the men started hanging the curtains so 
they could return to fucking. All-in-all, Elizabeth took 8 loads from her sailor in 24 hours.

Then he was on watch again. When he returned he and several other men led their 
women out and after some discussion swapped ladies amongst themselves. Julianna, a 
girl Elizabeth knew from working the docks went with her sailor while a new sailor led 
Elizabeth back to his little partitioned space and quickly stripped off his clothes. 
Elizabeth was not surprised by this little swap – it did not happen all of the time, but it 
was not uncommon for some sailors to trade part way through their time with the ladies. 
Knowing what was expected, Elizabeth quickly stripped off her clothes as well, baring 
her body for a new man.

She looked her man over: a new set of testicles to try to inseminate her. His penis had just 
been up inside one of the other whores, repeatedly spewing his seed in her and was now 
ready to try her. Her pussy, a place of penis pleasure, a receptacle for a sailor’s cum, just 
filled repeatedly by one cock and ready to pleasure another. Rubbing her pussy she asked, 
“You gonna fuck me good with that big cock? Empty those balls in me? I bet you can 
still shoot a big load up inside me.” The man did not hesitate but grabbed her in his arms, 
kissing her passionately, grinding his crotch against her. “You bet. I can’t wait to fuck 
you.” With that Elizabeth once again laid down, spreading her legs in wanton invitation 
and her new man quickly sank his eager dick into her.

He began fucking, driving his cock into her. Soon Elizabeth heard a familiar groan 
nearby and knew that Julianna had just taken a load deep inside from her previous sailor. 
She could hear the Squish! Squelch! of her new sailor’s penis stroking in and out of her 
pussy and she felt the sensations gathering again in her pussy until he sent her shuddering 
over the edge, moaning in orgasm. “You like that huh? Getting fucked by a hard cock 
driving into your pussy? Well just keep enjoying it and you’ll get a nice extra treat as I 
squirt my cum in you” her new companion said.

Soon she felt the familiar tensing of a male just before ejaculation and then his penis was 
pulsing inside her as he groaned while it pumped his semen into her. They fucked another 
4 times before it was finally time for the women to leave. All of them had semen running 
down their legs, they all walked a bit funny, sore from the continuous pussy pounding 
they had each received. The boats came along side, they clambered down into them, and 
were rowed back to shore where Elizabeth went to her room and collapsed. When she 
awoke there was a puddle of cum on the bed which had leaked out of her filled pussy.

After a day recovering, it was back to work. Many boats did not allow the women on 
board but would instead allow groups of sailors shore leave. Sometimes Elizabeth 
worked the streets, brazenly offering herself to sailors, lifting her skirt to show them what 
they could have for a gold coin. Other times Elizabeth worked in a sailor’s whore house, 
often leaning out a window topless trying to entice the men inside. Often a group of 
sailor’s would come in at once and Elizabeth would lead a man upstairs to her room 
where they could hear bed springs squeaking to the rhythmic motions of sex on either 
side of them, just as her bed was squeaking while she was being fucked.

Of course a fertile woman cannot take load after load of sperm into her womb for long 
without the inevitable happening. It was not long before Elizabeth missed a period – 
pregnant again!

