Princess & The Pirates

Captain Renoir began to cum, shooting his prodigious load of hot seed into the precious girl's squeezing fuck-channel and filling her innocent womb with jizz. He pulled out, his giant cock covered in mixed sperm and girl-juice. He brought it to her face, slimy strings hanging from the twitching tool. She looked at the Captain's dripping pole and a deep moan escaped her throat as she grabbed the shaft in her slender fingers and shoved the head into her mouth. She sucked hard, and was rewarded with a few more spurts of cum on her tongue. She swallowed these gratefully then licked all the slime from her master's cock and swallowed that too. She lifted the heavy rod and placed her pink princess tongue on his hanging balls, lapping at his scrotum and bathing the hairy sac with her saliva.

As she licked the Captain's balls another pirate shoved his cock in her leaking pussy and quickly added another load of cum to her collection. Now the crew descended on her and she was used in every hole repeatedly. She continued to have orgasm after orgasm, especially in response to being triple-fucked. Having a cock in her pussy, her ass, and her sucking mouth all at once was an endless source of excitement for her. Hours later, when they had finished with her, she lay on the blankets drenched in sperm. Her lovely long black hair was a tangled mess, soaked and matted with jizz. Her belly was full with the huge quantity of pirate sperm that she had hungrily swallowed, and it ran in a steady flow from her pussy and ass. The tips of her breasts were swollen and bruised from the men pulling on the rings in her freshly pierced nipples. She was slipping around in a vast pool of pirate jizz that had run off her body and collected beneath her. With a gesture from the Captain one of the men threw a bucket of seawater over her as Renoir ordered,

"Clean her up and bring her to my cabin!"

One week later, a lone figure stood on the deck of The Golden Sword dressed in a red silk blouse, leather boots over the legs of her black pants, and a golden sash around her slender waist. Her hair was held in place by the ivory comb she had worn the day she came aboard. As she looked out over the blue Caribbean Sea her hand absently touched her breasts through her blouse. The soreness was gone now and she smiled slightly as she felt the golden rings and remembered her initiation as the Captain's woman. Her life of luxury and boredom as a Spanish Princess was gone forever, replaced by a world of adventure and lust as a Pirate Queen! Renoir came up beside her and put his arm around her shoulder and she knew she had never been so happy in all her life!