1. Pirate Erotica


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: buggiebug10, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    pleasure him with enthusiasm, before each and every meal. I’m f***ed to become his wench in this way. He brings me a dress to wear, a frilly see-through thing, the dress of a prostitute, lingerie. My sailor’s clothes are taken away and respectability along with them. He wants me play with myself, and I find that I am able, by thinking about loose women, to excite myself in his presence. And when I am excited like that he touches my erect member. And to my horror I find this does not immediately abolish my erection. On the contrary, it gets even stiffer, and oozes. This ooze he likes to kiss. Then he kisses my lips with my wetness smeared like butter on his lips. I am able to stay hard for him as long as I keep thinking about loose women. He concludes by fucking my asshole. I begin to take this all as a matter of daily routine. He brings me other things to wear, a lady’s floppy hat, makeup, and jewelry. He pierces my ears with needles, gives me earrings. Not that I approve of all this. I see him as a disgusting creature, one far below me. Finally the day to prove myself arrives. There is an area on deck that’s cleared. But I am f***ed to fight in the sexy dress, in earrings, fully made up, wearing a lady’s hat, which doesn’t help my pride, but it does make me fiercer. Around me there is a huge circle of cheering pirates, and a few of the pirates wantons. All of them cheer for “the pretty little girl” who wants to be a pirate. Ah she’s lovely. I want to marry her.” That’s ...
    what the pirates scream, among other things, far cruder. Meanwhile their wantons chide them. Ye don’t want dirty pussy, do ye? And so there is so much merriment and drinking as the fight is formally announced. The pirate I am to wrestle is a great strong dark-skinned fellow with his teeth sharpened into points, a savage. I promise myself I will fight him to the death. And so I throw myself into battling him with all my wits and cunning. I have the usual training in swordsmanship and boxing, but these are of little use here, as it is all hand to hand combat, and there are no rules. And this man is immensely strong. He’ll have to kill me, I tell myself. And seeing my resolve, the intensity with which I fight, the pirates cheer for me. This is it. The moment tol save myself. I fight with every bit of strength I have. But this foe is much, much stronger than I am. The fight isn’t fair. He is big, and an experienced fighter, with all kinds of tricks. He tires me out. And as I get tired I grow more and more desperate. I will fight to my death. He pins me down, face down on the deck, and though I squirm, there is no hope. All too soon I am completely exhausted. There are boos from the pirate crowd. She’s a pitiful weakling. It’s clear that a dress is what she needs to wear. The captain calls for a vote. He fights bravely, the captain says. He fights with heart. I struggle some more, to show them my mettle. I can learn to fight better, I yell. I’m only eighteen. I’ll grow stronger and ...
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