The Ghosts of Pirate Cove

Author's Note: I want to apologize in advance for any bad translations in this one. Google translate isn't always a perfect tool, but I did the best I could to check it.

Ted leaned against the balcony rail and watched the sun sink down towards the ocean, the Florida heat soaking into his skin. Back up at school it was still cold, New England winter holding on well into what should've been spring. His weather app said it was probably even going to snow overnight. Not down here on the Gulf. They were really lucky that Dani's parents had this timeshare, and that they were willing to let a bunch of college kids come down for a break. Sure, it only had two bedrooms, but that just meant he got one to himself. It was pretty nice to come back from the beach and take a long nap.

But now he was starting to get a little antsy. It was time for a drink, in his opinion, but the girls weren't even up yet. Ted wanted to get down and watch the sunset with a beer in hand, not sit up here and wait for his friends to get dressed, or whatever they were doing. So he went back inside and tapped lightly on their bedroom door.

"Are you guys awake in there? I was thinking about heading down to the bar, but I can wait if you want me to."

Alma had been face down in Maggie's balls for a while now, lips and tongue working at the churning orbs. Ted's voice broke through the trance-like state she was in, and she came up with a quiet gasp, thick strands of spit connecting her mouth to Maggie's sack. It took her a moment to find her voice and lick the spit from her face.

"Oh, hey Ted. We're up. But uh..." She looked up to where Dani was slowly riding Maggie's cock, her asshole stretched around the straining pillar of futa meat. Maggie had pumped enough precum up into the other girl that her cock was slippery with lust. "We might need some time to get ready."

"Oh, ok." Ted said through the door. "Do you want me to wait for you?"

"No, that's alright," Alma replied. She knew they would be a while longer. "We still need to do our makeup, pick out clothes, you know, girl stuff."

"Ha, ok! I'll see you down there."

Alma didn't wait for Ted's steps to recede, or for the front door to close behind him, to lean back in and open wide, her lips stretching around one of Maggie's grapefruit sized balls, her tongue feebly pushing into the spongy flesh. They had actually been napping for a little while. But, as they always did when the three of them shared a bed, one thing led to another and they started fucking before any of them was fully awake.

"Girl stuff?" Maggie asked with a moan of her own. Dani's ass had just touched down on her hips, all eighteen inches of her buried in her friend's well trained backdoor.

Dani was in no position to answer. The fit buttslut could barely think, much less talk. Her eyelids were fluttering, eyes crossed from the sheer weight of futa cock filling her guts. Her chin and chest were splattered in spit where it had drooled out of her slack mouth. Her neglected pussy was drooling too, leaving a puddle of lust smeared all over Maggie's belly.

Alma came up again with a wet pop and a gasp. "Yeah, girl stuff. We're girls..." She slid her hand under Maggie's sack and pushed a pair of fingers into the futa's ass. "And we're doing stuff." Alma stretched her neck out and began licking at Dani's ring where it stretched wide around Maggie's rod.

Ted leaned against the bar, sipping his beer as he watched the sun creep towards the horizon. He had heard something about the green flash you could see at the moment the sun went down, and he was hoping to catch a glimpse of it. That would be pretty cool. Though it would be cooler if his friends were down here to share it with him.

"Your girlfriends stand you up?" That was the bartender, who Ted had been doing his very best to not stare at. She was about his age, all mocha skin and plump lips, wearing a skirt and a bikini top that was just this side work of appropriate. The whole not staring thing hadn't gone well.

"Sorry?" Ted asked, making a mighty effort to keep his eyes on her face.

"Your girlfriends," She repeated with a dazzling smile. "Last night you were in here with three smoking hot babes. It was hard to forget. Now just you."

"Oh, yeah... Uh, no we're just friends." Ted took a drink of beer. "I've never, we've never done anything like that." He could feel his face heat as he rambled on. "I've never, with any--" He stopped talking before he gave away too much. "Just some friends. They're still getting ready. Should be down soon."

A look flashed across the bartender's face that Ted really hoped wasn't pity. She pulled down a glass and poured in a generous portion of whiskey. "On the house," She said, sliding it across the bar. "My name's Lucia, by the way."

"Oh, fuck, Maggie! Fucking pound meeeeeeee!" Alma was screaming out her lust to the whole world. The walls were definitely not thick enough to contain her cries. With Ted gone, they had moved the action out to the living room. Alma was on the coffee table, her knees pushed back by her ears, while Maggie fucked the absolute shit out of her gushing cunt. Dani was squatting down beside her, lips locked around one of Alma's huge nipples, licking, sucking, and biting her swollen teat.

Maggie was smiling and moaning above them, hips jackhammering away at Alma. She was doing her best to fuck the nerdy girl's brain into a pile of mush, and it was working. An almost continuous series of orgasms was rolling through Alma, her pussy squirting around Maggie's cock with every thrust, more girlcum splattering out of her with each withdrawal. Maggie was close too, but she had a will of iron around her own climax, and she wasn't done yet. She pulled from Alma with a wet slurp. Alma was mewling and moaning beneath her, her eyes unfocused. Maggie slapped her fat crown down onto Alma's clit, hard, until Alma finally locked eyes with her.

"Ready for more, baby?" Maggie dragged her cock down Alma's lips, until she was pressed against the heat of her friend's asshole. Alma wasn't a total buttslut, like Dani, but her ass still saw plenty of action. Her backdoor was dark pink and puffy from use, slicked with her own pussy juice, and already opening for Maggie's cock. Alma couldn't stop it, even if she wanted to, so she just nodded and threw her head back as Maggie slid into her. "That's fuckin' it, isn't it slut?" She slapped Alma's ass as she thrust into her, her hips making contact shortly after. Maggie loved making Alma's belly bulge with cock, and the imprint of her rod was nicely visible when she was all the way in. "You are just made to be used like this, aren't you."

"Uh-huh!" Alma's eyes rolled back as she nodded in agreement. A few short years ago she would've said that was degrading, but now she knew it was true. Her body was made to be fucked and sucked, stretched and pinched. They all were, her and Dani and Maggie, made for this in their own way. Maybe that was why they worked so well together.

Dani released Alma's tit with a wet gasp, shuffling on her knees until she was behind Alma's head. She cupped Alma with her hands, both thumbs hooking into Alma's lips, pulling her mouth open. She pursed her lips and let a fat blob of spit fall into Alma's gaping maw. "Come on," she said, looking up at Maggie. "Give it to her. Cover her."

With those two avatars of sluttiness staring up at her, their expressions begging for cum, Maggie couldn't hope to hold on. She thrust deep into Alma, and finally let her control go. Her cock bloated with seed, cumslit gaping open as she fired a fat rope deep into Alma's guts. More followed, even as she pulled out, packing Alma with cream. Maggie only had to readjust slightly to line up with Alma's cunt, and it was only a second before she was filling that sloppy hole too. And then she was out, rope after rope firing across the two girls, painting lines of burning white across Dani's face, her chest, splashing across Alma's extended tongue, and coating her tits. The two of them started making out before Maggie was even done, and she aimed the last few ropes at their paired lips. But she couldn't let her gift go to waste, squatting down and dragging her tongue across Alma's ass and up to her clit, collecting a mouthful of herself as she went. It was going to take a while to clean up this mess, especially since their mouths and tongues were the only tool they had to wipe up all that cum.

"And then he jumped in!" Lucia said with a laugh.

"No," Ted was incredulous. "There's no way."

"Hand to God," she said. "The gators came right for him, but he got his hat back." Lucia toasted with her drink. "That's life in Florida for you."

"That's nuts. How has anyone survived down here?" Ted was having a good time, despite being abandoned by his friends. It helped that Lucia was hot, charismatic, and interesting to talk to. All good attributes in a bartender.

"Luck, I think." Lucia downed her drink and then looked at the time. "Soooo, my shift is over. Do you maybe want to keep this night going?"

"Uh, yeah, that would be great. "Ted tried, and mostly failed, to keep the excitement out of his voice.

"Ok! Let me go get changed."

Ted waited by the bar, trying not to fidget too much. Was she into him? He wasn't exactly an expert with women, despite spending most of his time with three of them. But maybe, just maybe, this was going to turn into a very good night.

It didn't take long for Lucia to return. She had swapped her work attire for a t-shirt and some shorts, but the simple clothes still clung to her curves in very interesting ways. She was texting away on her phone as she walked up. "Would you be interested in meeting up with my sister down the beach a little ways? There's a spot we like to hang at, maybe have a little fire." Lucia opened her purse to show Ted a bottle of rum. "I've secured some provisions"

"That sounds awesome," he said. Ted couldn't keep the grin off his face. "What's your sister like? Younger, older...?"

"Same age. We're twins."

It was well into the evening when the girls finally made their way down to the bar. They attracted a fair number of looks as they walked in, mostly looks of appreciation, but a few hostile. Maggie, Dani, and Alma couldn't exactly blame the housewives and girlfriends who didn't like their outfits. Dani had pulled on a little purple minidress that clung to her like a second skin, her nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric. Maggie was in a tube top and some loose white linen pants, which were doing nothing to hide her swinging cock. And Alma's dress was the sort of thing she would never have dared to wear back at school, a drapery of orange fabric, cut down to her belly button in the front, completely open in the back, her huge tits and fat ass threatening to pop out with every step. They looked like a walking advertisement for sex. They smelled like it too. The three of them hadn't bothered to shower before coming down and the scent of pussy juice and cum was wafting off of them in a pheromonal cloud, intoxicating everyone they passed. Maggie did a quick scan for Ted when they walked in, but she didn't see him, so she dragged Alma and Dani towards one of the booths in the back of the bar.

Alma was scrabbling at the ties holding Maggie's pants on as soon as they sat, and quickly had her cock out under the table, giving her full length strokes. "Fuuuuck, I love your cock so much," Alma moaned into Maggie's neck as she started kissing her friend. Normally Alma was the most reserved of the three of them. But here on vacation, away from all the people they knew at school, she was letting loose. "Just throw me over the table and fuck me, my ass, my cunt, they're yours." She let out a low moan as she worked out a fat blob of pre and smeared it all over her fingers. 'Fucking breed me, I don't even care."

Maggie grinned at that. "Oh, I know you don't, baby." She liked it when Alma lost control like this. "Let's get a drink and find Ted though. I have all night to take your ass." Speaking of... She pulled out her phone and shot Ted a text. He'd have to find them.

Their waitress was a petite blonde in a white t-shirt and black shorts. The poor woman looked like she was about to die of embarrassment as she walked up, her face nearly crimson. "Uh, h-hi, I'm Bailey. Can I get you guys started with some drinks?" She leaned over slightly to get a glimpse of Maggie's cock where Alma was stroking it under the table. "Goddamn," she whispered to herself.

"A mai tai, please," Alma said, still kissing and nibbling at Maggie's neck.

"Muy hai," Dani mumbled. She had pulled down one side of Maggie's tube top and locked her lips around Maggie's nipple.

"Two mai tais, and a sex on the beach for me." Maggie emphasized the 'sex' part, and grinned at the little gasp that drew from Bailey. "But before you go, we were supposed to meet a friend. He's tall, blondish--"

"Sorra gukey," Dani added around Maggie's nipple.

"Yeah, sort of geeky. He would've been down here around sunset."

"I can ask around." Bailey's nipples were so hard that they threatened to poke holes in her shirt.

"Ok, thanks." Maggie turned to lock lips with Alma for a moment, her hand slipping into Alma's dress to squeeze her breast. "Hurry back."

Ted's phone vibrated in his pocket, but he was too busy enjoying himself to check it. Lucia's sister, Maria, had already started a fire by the time they met her, and now the three of them were enjoying their drinks and listening to the waves crash on the nearby beach. Maria brought cups and some juice with her, and they made some nicely strong cocktails.

"So you go to college up north?" Maria asked. She was nearly identical to Lucia, her hair a shade lighter and frizzy in comparison to Lucia's smooth ponytail.

"Yeah, the weather is a lot nicer down here this time of year. Not to mention the company." That made Ted pause and look at his drink. He would normally be too nervous to say something like that. "These are strong drinks."

"You said those girls you were with the other night were just friends. Is there a girlfriend back home? "Lucia asked with a smile. "We don't want to steal you away from your true love or anything."

"Uh, haha, noooo." Ted replied, his voice slurring a bit. His vision suddenly swam, going blurry and sideways for a moment. "Oh, damn. The drinks really just hit me. I think, I think I might need to take a little walk." He tried to push himself up off the log he was sitting on, but failed, his arms giving out. He slid down the log instead, until his ass was on the sand, his back resting on the wood. "Wha the fuh?"

Lucia and Maria were standing over him. "Ted, are you still with us?" Lucia asked. "Can you try moving your arms for me?"

Ted could barely hold his head up, but he slowly looked to the right, where his arm was stretched out along the log. He tried to lift his arm, tried to will it to move, but the most he could manage was a slow flexing of his fingers.

"I think he's ready," Maria said.

It didn't take long for Bailey to return with their order. "Two mai tais and a sex on the beach." She had changed her top, trading in her t-shirt for a white tank top, and as she leaned against the table she used her arms to press her tits together. "Is there anything else I can get for you? Anything at all."

Maggie had her hands down between her companion's thighs, pumping away at their sopping cunts. She had to stop fingering Alma to take her drink, but she paused to delicately lick her fingers clean as she did. Maggie couldn't help but smile at the expression of pure lust that showed on Bailey's face when she did. "Not yet, but there's a lot of night ahead." She pulled her hand from Dani's cunt and held it out to Bailey. "Why don't you have a tip for these drinks?"

"Oh," Bailey said, clearly shocked. But she didn't stop herself from reaching out and hesitantly grabbing Maggie's wrist. She drew those girlcum soaked fingers to her mouth and fell on them with a moan, sucking and licking, her tongue swiping up and down Maggie's digits.

"Did you ask around about our friend?" Maggie asked.

Bailey stopped mid-suck, and then pulled off of Maggie's fingers with a slurp. "Uh, yeah. He left with Lucia, I guess. She's one of the bartenders." There was a strange look on her face.

"What is it?"

"It's mean to say, but Lucia has a reputation for..." She trailed off, clearly hesitant.

Maggie raised an eyebrow. "A reputation for what?"

Bailey sighed. "I don't know if it's true or not, but there's a rumor that she roofies guys and steals their wallets. Whenever she leaves with a guy they get found passed out in the morning down the beach. They don't remember a thing and insist they just got drunk. But it's a weird pattern."

"Goddammit." Maggie sighed "I think this night just turned into a rescue mission. Too bad," she said, locking eyes with Bailey. "I was going to ask you to get under the table. But I'll just have to get your number instead."

Ted was immobilized, completely locked down by whatever the sisters had slipped into his drink. He could only watch as they made their preparation for... something. It looked like they were getting ready for a ritual. Maria had brought a lot more than just cups to the beach. Hidden out in the shadows was a whole set of items, candles and colored sand, a silver bowl with a pair of matching chalices, and an ornately bound book inscribed on its cover with strange runes. The candles they arranged in a circle, connected with lines of the colored sand. She brought a change of clothes for each of them too, and they stepped out of Ted's view to change, returning in red robes to kneel on either side of him.

"You're sure this one's going to work?" Maria asked.

"He said some things at the bar. I'm sure," Lucia replied. "Only one way to find out, though." She began undoing Ted's belt, and Maria joined in, working his fly open.

Ted wanted to say no, tried to tell them to stop. But the only sound that escaped his lips was a low moan. The twins didn't listen to him and just kept going until his pants and underwear were down past his knees.

Maria reached into a pocket and pulled out a bottle of liquid. In the firelight it looked like dark purple ink. "Hands," she said, and when Lucia stretched out her arms she got a generous portion on each palm. Maria did the same for herself, and then the sisters nodded at each other.

When they started to stroke his cock, Ted moaned. He could still feel that! He let his head fall back, eyes closed, as pleasure rolled through him. Under this dual assault he wouldn't last long.

"Holy shit, it's working!" Lucia said delightedly.

"Fuck me!" That was Maria. "You were right. This is gonna work!"

That made Ted very confused. Of course it was working. Two beautiful girls were jerking him off, against his will, and he was getting hard. What was surprising about that? But the sisters kept letting out little excited exclamations, so he slowly lifted his head to see what all the fuss was about. When he opened his eyes a shocked gasp escaped his immobilized vocal chords.

Like any man, Ted was intimately familiar with the size and shape of his cock. And he knew he was perfectly average, not too big or too small, too thick or too thin, just a perfectly normal penis. What he had growing from his crotch now was anything but normal. His cock had been transformed into a bloated pillar of flesh, pulsing with thick veins and slicked in the purple liquid the twins had smeared all over him. They each had a hand on him, giving him long strokes, and as Ted watched his cock visibly swelled in their grasp, easily gaining another inch. Fuck, he was nearly as big as Maggie! Each twin had a testicle in her free hand, massaging the same liquid into them, and they had grown to the size of oranges. Milky precum was pouring out of him in long, droopy strands and occasionally a hard shudder would roll through his cock and a thick rope of pure cum would launch out of him. All of it was collected up in the silver bowl.