Rickard & Co are still aboard The Flying Viper, making their way to the Iros Isles. Fortunately, Rickard has found a way to entertain himself during the last few weeks...
Contains: M/F, big ass, huge cock, anal sex, excessive cum.
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The 18 Inch Curse - Chapter 14: A Few Weeks Later…
It had been several weeks since The Flying Viper had set sail, and Rickard had gotten sick of hardtack and water after only two days. His nights, and sometimes mornings and afternoons too, spent in the captain’s quarters made up for quite a lot, though. Monifa seemed to delight in swallowing the entirety of Rickard’s monstrous shaft and watching his reactions as he wondered if this was some sort of blessing from this “Scaled One” the Unzali worshipped.
‘Alright, that should be enough,’ Monifa purred after Rickard’s fat, spongy cockhead popped out of her mouth, strands of saliva hanging from his long, meaty dick. ‘Come on, up. Up! Up! Up!’ The Captain ordered, snapping the fingers of her good hand.
Rickard, who was used to this treatment by now, jumped up from Monifa’s bed while she herself was struggling to pull her trousers down over her thick, globular brown asscheeks. Now, Rickard could help…But the sight of the Unzali woman’s asscheeks jiggling up and down was a sight to behold even after seeing it so many times. Monifa’s golden eyes flashed angrily in Rickard’s direction as he watched her with his arms crossed over his bare chest and his huge, spit-soaked cock pointed in her direction.
‘Do you mind?’ The Unzali woman grumbled, nodding down at her trousers.
‘Not at all,’ Rickard replied, waving one hand in her direction as if he was waving her “apology” away. ‘Take your time.’
‘I can still have you keelhauled!’ Monifa growled clenching her talon-like prosthetic into a fist to add weight to the threat.
It didn’t add a lot of weight, mainly because the Unzali woman had been threatening Rickard with keelhauling on a daily basis whenever they were in her quarters. Still, considering the insistent pulsing of his cock Rickard decided to comply with her request and dropped to her knees behind her. With his help, Monifa managed to drag her trousers all the way down to her ankles. She was about to step away, but froze in place when the big, meaty halves of her rump were pried apart.
‘What do you think you’re doing?’ Monifa asked while raising an eyebrow.
Not that Rickard saw this, as he moved his face closer to her tight, twitching asshole.
‘Just making sure that you are properly prepared for what comes next.’ He replied.
A sharp gasp passed Monifa’s lips when Rickard’s tongue started to tease her winking rosebud. A gasp that quickly turned into a moan as his tongue slipped inside. Rickard wasn’t surprised by the moan of pleasure, or the clear juices that began to run down Monifa’s thick, strong thighs as he continued to tease her anus. It had become obvious to him after the first week onboard The Flying Viper that the Captain was a bit of a buttslut.
Monifa continued to enjoy the ministrations of Rickard’s tongue for a little longer, but when her strong legs started to tremble she stepped out of her bunched up trousers and sat down on the edge of her bed, facing Rickard. The only thing she was still wearing was her tricorn hat, her hand-filling breasts were bared and her dark nipples looked stiff enough to cut through diamonds.
‘Enough of that,’ Monifa grunted as she showed her flexibility by placing her legs behind her head and presenting her soaked pussy and twitching asshole in the process. ‘I’d like something bigger now.’ She added with an impish glimmer in her gold eyes.
‘Think I’ve got just the thing.’ Rickard mused lazily as he stepped forward, pushing his fat cockhead against the Captain’s anus.
.
The flexible ring of muscles dented inwards slowly before finally stretching around Rickard’s massive girth as his monstercock invaded her bowels. With every inch of cockmeat that disappeared into Monifa’s asshole her jaw seemed to fall further and further, until her mouth hung open in a silent scream of pleasure. Long tongue lolling out and dripping saliva all over chest. Within moments, Rickard’s throbbing sack was squeezed against the Unzali woman’s ballooning asscheeks and her stomach was pushed upwards by his huge shaft.
‘Uh…’ Monifa moaned, eyes unfocused, as she patted her bulging belly while showering Rickard’s stomach with a spray of her orgasmic juices.
‘That was easy,’ Rickard muttered with a smirk as he attempted to brush the Unzali woman’s pussyjuices from his belly. ‘We haven’t even really started yet.’ He added.
‘Shut up, I could have you keel-’
‘I know.’ Rickard interrupted, as he suddenly dragged his hips backwards. Causing the rest of Monifa’s threat to turn into a strangled gasp.
It was obvious how often the two of them had done this during their journey, what with how easily Monifa’s anal tunnel swallowed Rickard’s length as he shoved his body forwards again. The Captain flashed her pearly white teeth at Rickard in a shark-like grimace as his huge testicles bounced off of her asscheeks, a grimace to which he responded with an innocent smile as he slowly, torturously dragged his hips back again.
Monifa grabbed onto her tricorn hat with her brass prosthetic just as Rickard rammed his hips forwards again, saving it from falling from her bald head as her body was jostled back and forth. Yet, despite Rickard’s rough movement the flexible Unzali woman managed to keep her legs behind her head. The Captain managed to keep her teeth clenched for a moment longer, but gave up when Rickard slowly dragged his length out of the twitching depths of her bowels again and she felt the fat, throbbing veins adorning his monstercock brushing over the sensitive walls of her anal tunnel.
‘Fuck!’ Monifa swore, as another spray of her juices ended up splattering against Rickard’s stomach. ‘Argh, just shut up and fuck me!’ The Captain muttered as she looked up and noticed Rickard’s smug smile.
‘Aye aye, captain.’ Rickard replied drily as he pulled his hips back.
This time, his thrusts weren’t long and teasing. Instead, Rickard’s movements quickly turned into rapid, rough thrusts. Meaty slapping sounds resounded through Monifa’s cabin as the young man’s big balls collided with her large brown asscheeks whenever he bottomed out inside her anal tunnel. Monifa moaned and groaned as her body was pressed into the mattress below.
‘I…am...going...to...miss...this!’ Monifa snarled between moans and gasps for air as Rickard continued to fuck her roughly.
‘What…do you…mean?’ Rickard replied, slightly out of breath.
‘We’re...close to...to the Isles!’ Monifa squealed her response as she showered Rickard with her orgasmic juices once again.
The news that they were closing in on his destination surprised Rickard, causing him to briefly stop the frantic pumping of his hips. But Monifa would have none of it. Quick as a whip her legs went from behind her head to around Rickard’s skinny waist. A grunt of surprise passed Rickard’s lips as Monifa pulled him closer, now it was her turn to flash a smug smile. A fat streamer of precum flew from Rickard’s throbbing monstercock in response, after which Rickard seemed to recover from his surprise and he resumed slamming his cock into the Unzali woman’s ass.
With the Captain’s legs wrapped around his waist Rickard’s thrusts were even shorter, more silvery precum poured from his distended cumslit as well, lubricating Monifa’s anal tunnel more and more. Because of all this, Rickard was soon fucking the Unzali woman’s ass at a pace he didn’t think possible. His face had turned pink and sweaty with effort, while Monifa had removed her hat to scream into it as her pussy leaked orgasmic juices as copiously as Rickard’s cock leaked precum.
Rickard growled, partially in pleasure and partially in pain as the muscles in his hips screamed and his balls felt like they were ready to burst! Then, with one final thrust of his hips, he came. He didn’t even have the strength to scream as he flooded Monifa’s bowels with his thick, hot seed. The Captain threw her head back and Rickard expected her to scream, but he heard no sound. Not even a moan muffled by her hat. Her body did tremble and writhe on the bed while her pussy twitched and fluttered as she climaxed.
For the next few seconds, neither of them made a noise. Rickard suddenly became very aware of the sounds outside of the cabin as he watched the Unzali woman’s bulging stomach swell even further as he poured his spunk into her bowels. The waves lapping against the ship, the wind and muffled murmurs of The Flying Viper’s crew. He took it all in a he emptied his nuts in Monifa’s bowels...
The first noise that cut through the quiet was the obscene, wet sucking sound of Rickard’s monstercock being pulled from Monifa’s ass. Her powerful legs fell away limply from the young man’s sides as her body continued to shake and tremble on the bed with juices still flowing from her cunt. Long, thick strands of jizz poured from the Captain’s anus as Rickard was pulling his dick out, splattering onto the already stained mattress and the floor below. When Rickard had succeeded in pulling all eighteen inches from Monifa’s anal tunnel, he spared a moment to take in the Unzali woman’s gaping, cum-leaking asshole. But, like previous nights, the Captain’s ass seemed to rapidly tighten back up.
‘Well…guess I’m heading out.’ Rickard shrugged, as he went to look for his clothes.
Monifa’s head made the barest movement underneath her hat as Rickard was getting dressed, which might’ve been a nod, and moments later she was snoring contently as cum continued to ooze from her anus. As soon as he was properly dressed, Rickard quietly slipped out and stepped out onto a dark deck lit only by the stars above and anterns spread around the ship. The few men on deck all gave Rickard the stink-eye, it was obvious why. He and the Captain hadn’t exactly been quiet. Not that any of them dared to do anything about it, whether it was because his position as the Captain’s boytoy gave him some protection or because he was accompanied by a very big woman carrying around an axe he didn’t know.
Speaking of the very big woman carrying an axe, Rickard didn’t see Kess. The blonde barbarian had been the most comfortable of all aboard a ship and had managed to become fast friends with the crew. Usually, she could be found helping out on the ship or drinking with crewmates that were off duty. Brynn and Ciara, on the other hand, never seemed to get used to living on the ship. Brynn never got near the edges of the ship if she could help it, while Ciara could always be found hanging over the railing throwing up whatever meagre meal she had eaten.
Tonight, strangely, she seemed fine as she stared out into the distance. The ship’s doctor had given her several herbs that would supposedly aid her with her seasickness, but nothing seemed to help. Until tonight, apparently. Rickard approached the former priestess as she breathed in the cool, night air.
‘Did the doctor finally find the right herbs for your little problem?’ Rickard asked, curiously.
‘No, I just had a dream,’ Ciara replied with a warm smile, and quickly continued when she saw Rickard’s confused expression. ‘It was about a woman, a very beautiful woman,’ She added, blushing slightly. ‘I think it might have been Nera.’
‘Nera?’ Rickard muttered, confused expression still on his face.
‘Nera is a…minor Goddess.’ Ciara replied, face growing even pinker. ‘Most of her followers are hedonists, worshipping her through art and music and...sex.’ She finished bashfully.
‘So, a fertility Goddess?’ Rickard asked.
‘Kind of?’ Ciara squeaked. ‘She is more about having sex for sex’s sake instead of procreation, however.’ She added very quickly.
‘Oh? I wonder how you got her attention?’ Rickard teased.
‘Oh shut up…’ Ciara muttered as she crossed her arms underneath her prodigious chest and turned away from Rickard.
A few minutes passed in silence before Rickard broke it.
‘So, what did Nera want from you?’ He asked.
‘She told me to visit her temple in the Iros Isles,’ Ciara replied. ‘And, eh, to bring you.’
‘Well, if a Goddess of Sex can’t help me get rid of this thing, than nothing can!’ Rickard said cheerfully as he folded his hands behind his head and watched the ocean.
‘I doubt she will intervene directly…’ Ciara muttered softly.
‘For a priestess you are quite bad at inspiring hope in your followers, you know?’ Rickard replied, and Ciara only answered with a glare.
‘Right,’ Rickard stammered after swallowing audibly. ‘The Captain mentioned we should be arriving at the Iros Isles soon.’ He added, but Ciara continued to glare at him. ‘I-I guess we should get some rest?’ He said awkwardly, before turning around and rushing below decks to get away from Ciara’s glare. Although by now, the new priestess of Nera was smiling impishly as she watched him leave…
To be continued...
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