Seize the Booty! (Erotica Arcanus) Read Online Free
Author: E.E. Wellington
captain would have heavy consequences on any ship and be considered a step toward mutiny, and if Read had intentions of bringing harm to Calico Jack it was my obligation to intervene. I prepared to call out for help, when I noticed that Read was dressed slightly strangely for a mutiny.
He was dressed only in a nightshirt, and his thin, hairless legs were sticking out from underneath the gown. His arms were thin and suspiciously weak-looking, so I had no fear of overpowering him. It was then that I saw Ms. Bonny's naked body appear through the window. She was lying on the bed, displayed in in all of her full-figured glory. She leaned back against the mountain of pillows, lazily stroking her heavy breasts with the tips of her fingers. She ran her hands down the cream-colored flesh of her stomach and hips and played with the soft brown tangle of hair between her legs. She was stunning to behold.
I realized that Read was not spying on the captain at all, but rather, Ms. Bonny.
In one swift motion, I yanked Read's head back by his short, shaggy hair and cupped my hand around his mouth to muffle his cry. "Make one move and I will snap your neck, you filthy voyeur."
Read struggled against me but I held him fast. Finally, he stopped whimpering and blinked at me silently, letting me know he would struggle no further. I looked through the window, getting a better view of the bedroom.
Calico Jack came into view of the window and crawled into bed beside Bonny. His naked backside stuck toward us like a naughty schoolboy. His whole body was darkly-tanned from years spent beneath the hot Caribbean sun, and his back was taut with muscle and black tattoos covered his arms and shoulders. He lowered his head to kiss Bonny on the mouth, then down the side of her face and chin. He sucked one of her nipples between his lips and Bonny smiled and said, "Yes, Jack, just like that."
Bonny rolled him over on his back and reached between his legs, wrapping her hand around the captain's prodigious length of flesh. She grasped his cock with both of her hands and was just about to climb on top of him when Mr. Read knocked my hand away and escaped across the deck. I immediately gave chase, leaping past the ship's wheel and diving just in time to catch him by the fabric of his nightshirt.
The shirt pulled up over his waist and I kicked his foot out from under him, tripping him enough that he fell on the slippery deck on his back. I looked down at the triangle of down hair between my shipmate's legs and gasped aloud.
There was no cock there. It was more like a cunny.
Read immediately yanked the nightshirt back down and tried to roll away from me, but I grabbed on quickly and stuck my hand down the front of the nightshirt and squeezed a handful of soft breast. Smaller than Ms. Bonny's, certainly, but unmistakable all the same. I yanked my hand away in disbelief, and Read snapped, "Get your filthy hands off of me."
I let go and said, "Why are you pretending to be a man?"
"Keep your voice down!" Read hissed. "You have no idea what you're talking about, fool."
"I saw between your legs. I may not be an expert, but that's a cunny, at least as far as I've ever heard one described. And you have breasts. Granted, very tiny ones, but still, I felt them. You are a woman."
Read's face changed, losing its cemented scowl and snarling lips to reveal a more delicate, terrified appearance. Now it all made sense. I'd immediately noticed Read's more feminine aspects, but had been so off-put by the gruff manner that I never suspected the truth. "Does the captain know?" I said.
"No," she replied. "I'd be booted from the ship instantly for my own good."
"Bonny is allowed to stay," I said.
"Bonny is protected by the captain. And by simply being Bonny. She's more aggressive in that way than any man on any ship."
I pondered her words, and finally said, "I think I understand."
She looked at me, her large brown eyes pleading with me, "Will you tell anyone,
He was dressed only in a nightshirt, and his thin, hairless legs were sticking out from underneath the gown. His arms were thin and suspiciously weak-looking, so I had no fear of overpowering him. It was then that I saw Ms. Bonny's naked body appear through the window. She was lying on the bed, displayed in in all of her full-figured glory. She leaned back against the mountain of pillows, lazily stroking her heavy breasts with the tips of her fingers. She ran her hands down the cream-colored flesh of her stomach and hips and played with the soft brown tangle of hair between her legs. She was stunning to behold.
I realized that Read was not spying on the captain at all, but rather, Ms. Bonny.
In one swift motion, I yanked Read's head back by his short, shaggy hair and cupped my hand around his mouth to muffle his cry. "Make one move and I will snap your neck, you filthy voyeur."
Read struggled against me but I held him fast. Finally, he stopped whimpering and blinked at me silently, letting me know he would struggle no further. I looked through the window, getting a better view of the bedroom.
Calico Jack came into view of the window and crawled into bed beside Bonny. His naked backside stuck toward us like a naughty schoolboy. His whole body was darkly-tanned from years spent beneath the hot Caribbean sun, and his back was taut with muscle and black tattoos covered his arms and shoulders. He lowered his head to kiss Bonny on the mouth, then down the side of her face and chin. He sucked one of her nipples between his lips and Bonny smiled and said, "Yes, Jack, just like that."
Bonny rolled him over on his back and reached between his legs, wrapping her hand around the captain's prodigious length of flesh. She grasped his cock with both of her hands and was just about to climb on top of him when Mr. Read knocked my hand away and escaped across the deck. I immediately gave chase, leaping past the ship's wheel and diving just in time to catch him by the fabric of his nightshirt.
The shirt pulled up over his waist and I kicked his foot out from under him, tripping him enough that he fell on the slippery deck on his back. I looked down at the triangle of down hair between my shipmate's legs and gasped aloud.
There was no cock there. It was more like a cunny.
Read immediately yanked the nightshirt back down and tried to roll away from me, but I grabbed on quickly and stuck my hand down the front of the nightshirt and squeezed a handful of soft breast. Smaller than Ms. Bonny's, certainly, but unmistakable all the same. I yanked my hand away in disbelief, and Read snapped, "Get your filthy hands off of me."
I let go and said, "Why are you pretending to be a man?"
"Keep your voice down!" Read hissed. "You have no idea what you're talking about, fool."
"I saw between your legs. I may not be an expert, but that's a cunny, at least as far as I've ever heard one described. And you have breasts. Granted, very tiny ones, but still, I felt them. You are a woman."
Read's face changed, losing its cemented scowl and snarling lips to reveal a more delicate, terrified appearance. Now it all made sense. I'd immediately noticed Read's more feminine aspects, but had been so off-put by the gruff manner that I never suspected the truth. "Does the captain know?" I said.
"No," she replied. "I'd be booted from the ship instantly for my own good."
"Bonny is allowed to stay," I said.
"Bonny is protected by the captain. And by simply being Bonny. She's more aggressive in that way than any man on any ship."
I pondered her words, and finally said, "I think I understand."
She looked at me, her large brown eyes pleading with me, "Will you tell anyone,
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