changing back and forth with hungry glee as he pulled her to the deck beside him despite her frantic efforts to free herself.
“Oh, stop!” she cried. “I cannot stand this sort of intimacy with a stranger!”
“You've done it with others who were not strangers?” He lifted his face from her glisteningly wet nipples. “You've allowed friends to be this familiar?”
She averted her eyes. “Y-Yes, I've allowed a boy I liked to kiss and suck my titties – but only that. Nothing more. And only because I was fond of him and his need to nurse upon me was so great.”
“My need is even greater,” he murmured, putting his hand up her thighs, caressing the warm flesh of her inner legs and feeling her tremble as his fingers encountered the crisp hair matted over her plump mound with its velvety lips. “I beg you to have mercy upon my need, too, pretty one, and let me fuck you!”
“It's – It's wrong! It's sinful! It's -”
“It's inevitable now that I hold you in my arms and the lust is simmering in my balls!” He inserted a finger into the lips of her crevice, feeling the exciting moistness that was gathering there and knowing that she was ready for the love act. “Here, I must put my mouth on you!”
Quickly he bent over, spreading her thighs and burying his head into her crotch, his mouth seeking her organ and closing over it with greedy grunts of pleasure as he tongued and mouthed and tugged and licked at the slitted mound.
She groaned, her upraised legs tightening around his bobbing head. Writhing, she endured the shocks of sensation exploding deliriously as his mouth played urgently upon her organ – the unbelievable joy of it dimming her senses.
“Oh – Oh, G-God, sir!” she crooned in a quivering tone. “You're driving me to madness with that tongue! I – I can't stand much more of this business!”
Without a word, he shifted positions – lying between her legs and taking out a large stiff penis from his trousers. Its dull-reddish tip gleamed in the sunlight as it stood erect upon a white hard column of muscle. Guiding it with his hand, Ignacio pushed the throbbing head of his organ into the wet soft lips of the girl's cunt, hearing her gasp as she felt the ruthless hardness of the male part pressing against her vulnerable opening.
“Pi-Please don't deflower me, sir!” she pleaded between sobs. “Please don't rob me of my purity!”
He thrust the column of pulsating muscle into her snug hole, feeling it plunge through a thin wall of tissue and hearing her scream of pain as his penis stabbed deeply into her body until it could go no further. He lay there, enjoying the warmth and tightness enveloping his member while she cried steadily.
“There, there!” he comforted her. “The worst is over now. There won't be any more pain. I'll move carefully and you should even feel pleasure in a short while, pretty one. Fucking can be fine for the girl, too.”
“I'm – I'm no longer pure!” she wailed miserably.
“True, but you'll survive.”
Slowly he began undulating his body, bringing his enlarged, stiffened penis almost out of her hole, stopping when only the throbbing tip was still within her slippery tunnel and slowly reentering the passageway in a steady return to its depths which gradually made her squirm and grunt as lust took hold of her senses and a new hunger for satisfaction that she had never before known came upon her body.
“Faster!” she demanded. “Harder!”
He complied, increasing the tempo and force of each thrust until he was rapidly pumping the organ in and out of her with near savage intensity, and she was frenziedly lifting her satiny bottom to meet each incoming stroke, welcoming it within herself with animalistic mewings and cries of enjoyment that set his blood afire.
The boat rocked with the steady motion of their bodies as they – locked in each other's arms – fucked wildly in a mounting clamor of urgent need until they suddenly climaxed, biting and clawing at one another, grunting harshly and shuddering as their spasms of orgasm shook them physically for long seconds before quieting to a numbed exhaustion. There they lay, motionless and silent save for their labored breathing.
“By the wicked winds!” Ignacio swore. “That was a most marvelous fuck, pretty one! It must have drained half the juices from my balls!”
“It – It was wonderful!” She sounded dreamily content. “I never realized fucking was so much pleasure! My, but it does leave a girl shaken to the marrow of her bones!” She suddenly rotated her broad hips in a playful movement. “La, but your nice big truncheon feels good in me! See how it stiffens so quickly again when I lower myself against it and move thusly!”
“You excite me again, pretty one!” grunted Ignacio thickly, grasping the cheeks of her rising and falling bottom and driving himself urgently into her, again and again. Soon they were repeating the act, each straining to the other in a threshing violence of sensual delight. Once more they reached a climactic frenzy followed by total weariness.
“Oh, l-la, but I l-love that!” she panted.
“Fine! Now you will tumble with the boys and enjoy yourself with no more nonsensical worry about the importance of purity!” He glanced at the sun's position. “But it's time that I was on my way. I must return to London.”
Her expression sobered as her eyes went to the inert forms of her unconscious cousins. “Surely you jested about taking them away, sir? You're returning all of us to our village, aren't you?”
Smiling grimly, he steered the boat downstream now without speaking, his eyes searching the shore for the flattened rocks where he had found the girls. He brought the craft in to shore when it came to the rocks he sought.
“All right, pretty one,” he said quietly, turning to the girl and extending his hand. “Here are your unfinished chores. Your village lies just beyond. Allow me to help you step ashore.”
“B-But my cousins!” She fell to her knees, her hands clenched prayerfully together, her eyes imploring him. “Please, sir! Put them ashore, too!”
He shook his head, unsmilingly.
“I gave you my virginity, my body! Isn't that a decent price for their safety?”
“They'll be perfectly safe, pretty one. No harm will befall them. Quite the opposite. They'll be guarded and cared for as though they were royal princesses. They are destined to live in splendor, in exquisite luxury. You have no need to fear for them. Rather, envy them because your future will be a poor and dreary one compared to the life that lies ahead for your cousins.”
“B-But you're kidnapping them. They don't even know you're taking them away!”
“Best that they don't since it spares the pretty creatures the anguish of leaving familiar persons and places.” He picked the girl up in his arms and stepping over the gunwale of the rocking boat, put her firmly on her feet atop a flat boulder. “My grateful thanks to you for the pleasure you gave me today, pretty one.”
No sooner was she deposited upon the rock than she began hysterically pleading again, dropping to her knees in supplication.
“Be merciful, sir! Please don't steal my poor cousins! They'll perish from fear and homesickness, being only simple country girls who have known nothing but our village life!”
Ignacio clambered back into the boat, his handsome features a stern mask of determination. Casting off, he went to the drugged girls and covered their bodies with a large piece of canvas. Then he stepped to the tiller – ignoring the girl still crying and begging him – where he brought the craft around in the river's current and soon was heading downstream, the figure kneeling on the rock growing smaller, her entreaties becoming fainter until we rounded a gentle bend in the river's course and she could no longer be seen or heard.
“Por Dios!” Ignacio swore softly. “That was a good thump or two, planting my heated seed into her little garden of delight! Now if only these two pretty ones are as untouched as their lovely cousin was – my task is completed!”
He began softly humming one of the Spanish ditties and there was a note of homesickness in his voice. Considerately, I deferred luncheon out of respect to my host's sad mood.
CHAPTER II
Weeks later we were still on the billowing seas as the great ship plowed over the endless waves on its
