My lips are still moist and puffy from the kissing, and my clit throbs. I want that pirate to fuck me next. He might be older, but they say older men know how to please a woman, right? He looks like he won’t leave me without giving me an orgasm.
My breasts are still exposed from my costume, but I ignore the fact as I saunter towards the pirate. For some reason, I’m desperate to be the focus of his attention.
He remains seated but watches me the entire time. The lines around his mouth deepen as if he’s holding in a smile. When I stop in front of him, he tugs me onto his lap, so I’m sitting across him with my legs hanging off the side of the chair.
I giggle as he fondles one of my breasts. His rough, yet strong, touch sends delight through my body while he toys with my nipple. His intense gaze mesmerizes me, and I look into his warm hazel eye. The eye patch makes him look even more dashingly handsome.
When he speaks, the combination of his Scottish accent and speaking like a pirate thrills me. “Hi there, lassie. What’s your name?”
Yep, I could listen to him talk all day. I snuggle closer against his chest. “I’m Alice.”
He runs a hand through my blonde hair affectionately. “Alice, eh? It suits you well. You seem rather lost, Alice.”
Noting that he’s staying in character and using his ‘pirate’ voice, I feel like a little slutty misfit despite being dressed as a murderous queen. “Yes, I am indeed lost. Could you give me a ride, Captain?”
The words sound flirty in my head, but when they come out of my mouth, they sound dumber than I intended. I should stay away from flirting. I’m much better at being direct and just telling someone to fuck me.
But my awkwardness doesn’t stop him from kissing me, and as his mouth brushes against mine, his free hand slides up my skirt. Mmmm, this is great. I spread my legs eagerly, and he heads straight for my wet pussy.
“It’s all right, lass. I’m going to give you a ride on my ship,” he says with a grin.
I’m self-conscious since everyone around us can hear, but I get over it as he slips his finger inside me. The immediate zing of pleasure makes me moan. Oh wow, that’s nice.
“I’d like that,” I purr in my sexiest voice and snuggle deeper against his chest, burying my face into the rough fabric of his shirt. He smells like oranges, and I like the scent too much to wonder why. I breathe deeply and relax.
The sounds of fucking and laughter from the party around us fade into the background, leaving just the two of us in this intimate moment. As his fingers continue to tease me, I can feel my body growing more sensitive, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within me.
I close my eyes and listen to the party noises around us as his fingers slide in and out of me. His thumb circles my clit, and I moan softly as I surrender to the moment.
All thoughts melt away, and I focus on the sensations as I rock against him, sliding up and down, creating a delicious friction against my clit. All I think about is the magic his nimble fingersare creating as delicate swirls of euphoria ripple through me. I want him to get his cock out and fuck me right here, right now.
I start feeling dizzy, and when he inclines his head and whispers into my ear, my insides clench. “That’s a good lass. Let yourself come for me, Alice. Be a good, obedient girl.”
His words tip me over the edge. Waves of pleasure wash over me, and my muscles squeeze around his fingers. When he withdraws, I sigh happily, still hiding my face in his shirt. Maybe I’m not just a slut–I’m a pirate’s treasure, too. And that realization, more than anything else, makes me smile.
When the sexual fog clears, I remember we’re at a freeuse party, and out in the open. I peek around the room and several people are watching us. A rush of embarrassment hits me, and I can feel myself blushing—and also my pussy waking up again. I guess that slut likes a little humiliation.
I wiggle my ass against his erection, and he tweaks my nipple hard enough to make me gasp in pleasure.
“Behave,” he growls, and then ruins his harsh treatment by gently stroking my face and kissing me softly.
“Yer a good lass, Alice. I want to feel your sweet pussy clamped around my cock.”
I can tell he broke character a little, and I grin stupidly at him, unable to hide my glee. “Yes, captain, yes!”
The night is still young, and I’m ready for him to fuck me for as long and as hard as he wants.
Chapter 2
The pirate helps me off his lap, and he leaves me briefly to pick up my crown off the floor by the couch. Oh, oops. I didn’t even notice it fell off. I brush my fingers through my hair self-consciously before he fits the crown on my head. I’m still fuzzy from my orgasm, and I want to give him as much pleasure as he gave me.
He swiftly removes his belt, and I giggle at how silly this all is. I’m with an older guy whose name I don’t know, and willing to do whatever he wants. My heart races as he glances at me, his piercing gaze making me laugh even more. Oh shit, I hope he doesn’t think I’m laughing at him. This guy could be old enough to be my father, and I’m desperate to fuck him. This is not how I expected my night to go. I assumed there would be a pile of guys on me by now.
He trails his fingers along the green ribbon at my wrist, and my breath quickens. Is he going to fuck my ass?
“Kneel.” His voice holds a predatory edge, and he’s dropped all pretense of being a pirate.
His words trigger something deep inside me, and I’m powerless to do anything but obey. I slowly lower myself onto my knees in front of him, ready to service him in front of the crowd. I’m surprised at how much I want to give this to him.