Amazon Airship Pirates Pt. 01

She sank down onto him as sui Pai had earlier, and Charles moaned loudly as his cock was engulfed for a second time. Then he gasped as Moira clamped her knees about his hips and squeezed with secret muscles he had never known even existed. She smiled, her mood suddenly seeming lighter. "Doesn't matter much," she said, "you've a lot to learn. But if whoring is about being used, let's see if we can make a whore of you."

Suddenly, Sui Pai joined them on the bed. She seemed agile as a cat, squeezing on, finding space to straddle Charles's chest while facing Moira. Her small, neat arse filled his field of view, and then she raised it and pushed it backwards, and Charles found her secret parts pressing against his face. He was reminded of the schoolroom rumour that he had seen confirmed only minutes before, when he had much else to think about; that women had hair there. But Sui Pai's at least was soft enough, a caress against his cheek.

Suddenly, she dug her fingernails into his hips, not quite hurting again. "Kiss it!" she commanded. "Lick my cunny!" Charles gasped, in puzzlement as much as anything, and Sui Pai's grip on his hips grew a fraction stronger. "Lick it!" she repeated. "Moira sucked your cock, now you lick me!"

Moira laughed softly. "That's right," she said. "Think of it as the whore's price, if you wish." She began moving her hips as she squeezed his cock again, and Charles moaned softly into Sui Pai's crotch. "So pay up, or we'll leave you alone and have our own pleasure wi'out you."

Suddenly desperate to please, Charles raised his mouth a fraction and extended his tongue experimentally. Sui Pai's woman-parts were salty, he found, and soft with lubricating juices. He explored with the tip of his tongue, finding secret folds which his eager cock had not detected in either woman, and amidst them, the soft channel into her which his cock had occupied minutes earlier. Tentatively, he probed that, and then explored the lips which encompassed it. Sui Pai gave a loud gasp.

"Looks like we might make a good man o' you yet," Moira said with another laugh. Sui Pai just reached down with one hand, parting her lower lips to give Charles better access and then guiding him to better performance by a series of wordless noises, increasing in intensity as he brought her to pleasure.

As she collapsed forward with a moan, pushing her moist parts into Charles's face, Moira began to rock back and forward atop him. "Sweet boy," she murmured, "sweet boy..." And after a moment, Sui Pai raised herself up again a little, and Charles looked down to see that she was burrowing a pair of fingers amongst the red hairs on Moira's crotch.

"Oh, sweet fuck!" Moira suddenly cried, and Charles realised that she had reached her own climax. That gave him a sense of license, in many senses of the word, and he spent himself inside her.

A moment later, the two women disentangled themselves from Charles and rose from the bed, cleaning themselves and him up in a businesslike fashion. Sui Pai glanced at him with a neutral expression.

"Good start, maybe," she said. And then she gave him a broad wink. "Nice fat cock," she added.

"I told you this could be an interesting task," Moira told her, and then stepped over to her, embraced her close, naked body to naked body, and kissed her at length.

Charles himself slumped back, unable to restrain a broad smile that he feared might be called a smirk. He had, he reflected, perhaps acquired the sympathy of his guards now...

And with vague and shapeless dreams of gaining some measure of control of his circumstances, while watching two naked women moving around his room, he descended by stages into sleep.