>>15330972You finally had it, a chance to get away from it a and start life anew. You were fired from your job and the bills were starting to pile up. Out on a walk at the docks, thinking about life, that's when you saw it, a poster on one of the pillars, badly nailed onto the rotting wood at the creaking pier; recruiting for a trip around the world on a pirate ship! No prior experience needed, only how to handle a mast and polish some wood(?). Perhaps it was an ordinary shipboy's job of cleaning the decks or something along those lines. Either way, it would be fun to sail the seven seas. Better than what your life looked like now anyway, so you went home with the poster, dreaming about the interview to come, next day.
When morning came, you rushed to the spot the poster said to go to, and there it was; a full sized pirate ship, swaying on the ocean waves as the salt water splashed about. You waited for a while, but no one came. The ship seemed empty, but you decided to yell out anyway: "Hello? Is anyone there?"
Suddenly someone jumped out from the crow's nest, sliding down the ropes with a carefree and eccentric pose. She landed on the deck with her high heels, then made her way towards you, hips swaying about.
"Ahoy!" She yelled, "You saw the poster, didn't expect anyone to come, honestly. But enough of that! You're here, and that's all that matters, right?".
She was a beauty, busty and with thick hips, dressed in crimson red and wearing a pirate hat, she even had a cool eye patch to go with it. A complete pirate look, save it for parrots and limb replacements.
"I'm Marine, and from now on, I'm going to be your captain! T-that is, if you're brave enough to sail with me!... ", she paused, thinking for a moment. " Uhm... Y-you are here for the interview... right?" Her confidence had dropped to low heights.
"Yes ma'am!... I mean... Aye, captain...?"
She cleared her throat and recomposed herself, putting back on her smile, albeit more timid than before. "G-good! That's the spirit, me hearties!... C-come inside, I'll uhh... ask you some questions."
You stepped onto the ship through a plank and followed her into the captain's cabin. She sat onto a wooden chair and set her feet onto the table with a loud thunk, then grabbed a bottle of rum and poured the two of you a drink. You took a swig and realized it was just tea.
"So... what brings your here into my ship? "
"I'd like nothing more than to travel the seas with you, captain. I'll do anything for it!"
"I-I see... well, I appreciate the enthusiasm. One question then... uhm... h-how good are you at sucking?" Her voice lowered in volume reflecting her shyness.
"...At what now?"
"W-well... I happen to have a job for you on this ship, and... it involves some... s-skills, so I need to know if you're up to the task."
"What sort of skills?" You asked. She gulped nervously.
"Y-you know... like stroking... licking... and sucking... that kind of stuff."
"W-what the hell is this? Some sort of gay porno shoot? What are you talking about, sucking, jerking, licking? Sucking what?" You were bewildered, about to hit the door, but you gave her one last chance to explain herself. Maybe you got it wrong.
That's when she got up from the chair, walked over to your side with a deep blush on her face, and slowly lifted her skirt. You could not believe your eyes, she had a bulge on her panties (which were not pirate themed, talk about immersion ruined).
"U-uhmm... I'm talking about this...? Y-you said you'd do anything..." She was flushed, looking away from you and speaking in a very soft tone.
"I may have said that but this is... not what I had in mind."
"I... I understand. Forgive me, forget what you saw here. Y-you can have the rum for wasting your time..." Marine lowered her skirt down, she was feeling guilty, but also sad.
"B-but hey! It doesn't have to be like that. Maybe we can sort something out. I don't really have... any other options, so to speak. And sailing the ocean sounds pretty fun." As you said that, her eyes beamed with hope, but then slowly turned to a more sexual stare.
"A-are you saying what I think you're saying?" She asked. You pondered for a moment, remembering the bills and all that stuff. Finally, you made your choice.
"Aye, captain."
Not even 10 minutes later, you were on your knees, wondering when did you steep so low. Marine stood in front of you, panting wildly as she shakingly removed her clothes, one by one. You asked her to keep the pirate stuff on, and she complied. It made it less awkward; plus pirate girls are hotter.
She struggled to keep her balance on her high heels as the ship swayed from side to side, it also made it hard for you to stay on your knees which scrapped at the floor, so you removed your shirt and used it as a carpet for what was to come. The time of truth arrived as she dropped her skirt to the ground, revealing her cock in full mast. It wasn't tiny, but it was definitely on the smaller side.
