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Note: All characters are 18+ and fictitious. Any names or descriptions resembling actual people is purely coincidental.

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The men took Chloe’s watch for that night. They figured, after they all took turns fucking her on the bow that day, and then giving all of them blowjobs in the evening, she deserved a rest. They had favorable winds, calm waters, and a following sea, so they made excellent time. There was no need to disturb their sexy little crewmate who had served her fellow crewmen so admirably.

Dave was on last watch, and was just pouring himself his first cup of coffee when Chloe came up from her bunk looking all fresh and adorable. She had cleaned up, brushed out her blonde hair, and even applied some makeup before showing her face.

Her perky little breasts and bare ass were a great sight first thing in the morning, and Dave was less than subtle about checking her out. He let his eyes go from head to toe and back again, then twirled his finger indicating she should turn around for him. She didn’t say a word, just blushed a smile at him and turned so he could check her out from every angle.

He left the boat in the hands of the autopilot for a bit, and joined her in the galley.

“Stand for inspection, Yeoman.” he commanded.

Chloe’s eyes brightened, and she snapped to attention. “Yes, sir.” she said, trying not to smile, but with little success.

Dave stepped right up in front of her, then slid his hands over her shoulders, down her sides, and over her hips. Then one slid down over her mound, brushing through her neatly trimmed curls to find her pussy already starting to moisten. “I hope you weren’t worn out from your training exercises last night.”

“No, sir.” she said, her voice weak and breath quickening.

Dave moved his hands to her little breasts, and took both of her stiffened nipples between his finger and thumb, tugging them to make them stretch out. Chloe made soft moans and whimpers as he tormented her tits like that, over and over. She remained at attention, though her body kept swaying from Dave’s tugging.

“Alright. Let’s see it then.” Dave said firmly. “You must have learned something by now. Drop and give me fifty.”

Chloe blinked at him, very confused. “Pushups?”

Dave grinned but shook his head. “Oh your knees, Yeoman, and suck my cock in and out of your mouth fifty times.”

Chloe’s eyes glazed over with lust, and she gulped. “Oh! Umm… aye-aye, sir.” She went to her knees and waited for Dave to get his cock out and drop his trunks down to his ankles. She took his rather large cock in her hand, caressing it to feel its weight, girth, and warmth; delighted at how it got hard in her fingers. She lifted her beautiful eyes up to him, opened wide and slid his length to the back of her throat.

Bobbing back and forth, she worked him up to an absolute frenzy. After ten thrusts, he was groaning at the feel of her silky wet mouth around him. By twenty he had his hand curled into her soft blonde hair. And by thirty he was forcefully fucking her mouth with merciless thrusts.

Chloe pushed on his legs with her hands, trying to keep his cock from going all the way down her throat so she wouldn’t gag, and she got precious little air the whole time. Before she reached fifty, Dave pulled his cock out, lifted her to her feet, spun her around, and bent her over the side of the table.

Rick appeared in the gangway just as Dave rammed his thick hardon into Chloe’s tender pussy from behind. She made a desperate sound, part scream, part moan, lifting up on her toes with her legs spread wide while Dave just fucked her like a madman. Rick came up the rest of the way, and had a strange grin on his face as he just poured himself a coffee while his cousin hammered his cock into their pretty teen shipmate.

Rick sat down at the table, and reached out to stroke poor Chloe’s hair as she lifted her eyes to him and huffed out a “M-m-morning, sir!” punctuated by Dave’s steady fucking.

He smiled and cupped one of her firm little breasts, giving it a nice squeeze and tug. Meanwhile, he lowered his shorts, letting his cock escape and stand at attention just inches from Chloe’s moaning lips. He took her by the hair, turned her to the side, and shoved her mouth down onto his cock.

Chloe squeaked and moaned around him, struggling not to hurt him with her teeth as she got jostled back and forth between their two cocks.

Two! Two at the same time! I’m doing it! I’m really doing it!

Her mind was blown again for the hundredth time on this trip it seemed. But as much as she was enjoying it, she was having the hardest time sucking on Rick while Dave pulled her back and forth along his thick manhood. Every plunge into her tender pussy shoved her closer to climax, and she had to keep letting Rick out of her mouth to breathe and moan.

Dave was in his glory. Never had he ever had an ass this perfect. Young, firm, round, and just… perfect. She was so tight too! Watching her little pusy stretch around his cock was a sight he knew he’d never forget. zonguldak escort For fun, he gave her round butt a smack, and she shrieked and started cumming almost at once.

“God Damn!” Dave groaned, feeling her tight sex clenching and caressing his cock while she writhed and squirmed on the end of his shaft. It was too much, and he grabbed her hard by the hips and stabbed in as deep as he could go. It made her scream… which was perfect. He loved making her scream! His cum blasted out into her depths, and he kept himself buried in that tight pussy until every ounce of his cream got milked from his balls.

Dave pulled out, and Rick stood up, taking Chloe by the hand. “Come with me, Yeoman.” he said.

Chloe was shaking on her feet, panting, and still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm. “Y-y-yes, sir.” she whimpered, and got dragged out to the cockpit. Rick sat himself down, then pulled Chloe to him, turned her around, and had her sit her pussy onto his erection. It impaled her with wet ease, and she moaned that sweet, cooing sound they’d all come to love.

At first she tried to bounce her ass back at him, making his cock move in her pussy, but after a minute or two, Rick lifted her up, turned her around, and had her climb up onto his lap.

She liked this position. Adam thought it was really hot too when she would be on top so he could reach up and play with her tits while they had sex. Rick helped her straddle him, guided his cock into her pussy, and she lowered herself with a long sigh as he went all the way in.

He held her out and met her beautiful blue eyes with a smile. “You alright there, Yeoman?”

She sighed deeply, wiggled her hips, and smiled back. “Yes, sir.” she said softly. “It’s just… still really tingly down there from when I came. It almost tickles.”

Rick pulled her close and she wrapped her arms around his neck, like a hug. It was kind of sweet and innocent, but for the fact that his cock was deep inside her. She rested her head on his shoulder, and enjoyed the feel of his hands around her ass, just letting her sit there on his stiff length, her hips rocking slowly on his lap.

Dave came back out with his coffee and his trunks back on, sat in the captain’s chair and adjusted their course while he watched Chloe slowly rise and fall on his cousin’s cock. Watching that cute little ass, and her tight pussy filled with cock was probably the most erotic thing he’d ever seen… and that was saying something.

Uncle Mike showed up some time later, and Chloe was still slowly riding Rick’s cock when he got his coffee and joined them.

“Good morning, Captain.” she purred, her hips wriggling down to make Rick move inside her.

“Yeoman.” He smiled. “Was this your idea?”

She giggled and shook her head. “No, sir. But my shipmates are… Ooo… giving me some more… Ohhh… training, sir.”

“And what’s our position?” he asked Dave.

Dave got a sly grin, and nodded to the starboard bow. Mike looked and saw they were already entering the buoy line leading into the harbor.

“Oh, shit!” Mike blinked. “I, uhh… guess our Yeoman needs to get below and put on some clothes.”

Chloe looked down at Rick’s disappointed face, and felt the same. “Oh, but Captain, I’m not done with my training, sir.”

“We’re heading into port.” Mike insisted.

“Okay, but… I really want to finish.” She did. She had been lingering just on the edge of a climax for too long, and needed to cum. She clung to Rick’s neck, and moaned at the force of his thrust up into her. “Yes! Like that! Oh, please Captain! Let him make me cum first!”

Mike snorted a laugh and shook his head. “Be quick about it, Rick.”

“Aye-aye, sir.” Rick grinned, and started fucking Chloe more forcefully, the way she liked it.

They went at it like a couple crazed teens… though technically one of them actually was a crazed teen. She rode him and bucked up and down, still fucking even as they passed by the first boat at anchor outside the channel. Another boat, and she didn’t let up. People were following them with their eyes, probably some too far away to clearly see what was going on, but some too close not to see.

“Uhh… Rick, Chloe?” Dave snickered. “You’re attracting an audience.”

Mike huffed another laugh. “And we’re not even charging admission.”

They were passing another boat close enough to clearly see the three young men on deck, which meant they could clearly see Chloe and Rick… just as Chloe arched back, lifting her tits high as she cried out and came with one of her never-ending orgasms. The guys on the other boat cheered and clapped like it really was a show.

Chloe still shook and convulsed in orgasm, but started laughing between breaths. She looked over at the three guys on their boat, waved to them, then blew them a kiss… which earned her a standing ovation.

Rick didn’t let up. He bounced Chloe on his lap until a moment later, he shot his load up into her still twitching pussy. It almost set her off on istanbul travesti another orgasm, but he held her down on his cock until it was over. Only then did he lift her off his lap, and she stumbled against the steering column for balance until her legs remembered how to walk.

Mike pulled her to him, turned her toward the main cabin entrance, and swatted her ass with a loud clap. “Off you get, Yeoman. Put something on.”

She yipped and moaned from the spanking she loved, then scurried off to her cabin still giggling playfully to put on some clothes. A bikini, flip-flops, and a colorful hair tie to pull her blonde hair into a ponytail. She returned to the main deck, and up to the mast to help Uncle Mike lower the main and tie it down.

“I wish you had woken up a little earlier.” she said quietly as they worked. “I got to train with everyone except my Captain.”

Mike grinned. “I think someone may be turning into a nymphomaniac.” he said only half-jokingly.

“Well, this is the Sea Nymph, so…” she smiled back, “it sounds appropriate. Is that a bad thing?”

He shook his head, and pulled the sail back for her to tie down. “Not from where I’m standing. Besides, we’ll have lots of time together,” he added, and the look in her eyes made him freeze, just for a moment. It was crazy enough to think that he was having sex with his step-niece, and crazier still to think he was letting Dave and Rick have sex with her too. But… falling for her? And was she falling too? That look, her eyes, her soft smile.

Uh-oh…

“Tie this off,” he said, and headed back toward the cockpit. “I don’t trust Rick to bring her to the dock just yet.”

Chloe swallowed hard. “Aye-aye, Captain.”

Lots of time together, he said… and he calls me Baby. Chloe, you can’t! Not with him!

She already had a hard time justifying her feelings for Uncle Mike. She wasn’t supposed to feel like this about him… but she did. Last night, she woke up and felt sad he wasn’t in bed with her. Part of her hoped he would have snuck into her room to have sex again. It was stupid, she knew… but she wanted it to happen just the same.

This morning with Dave and Rick wasn’t exactly expected, though now that she thought of it, she should have expected something. They obviously liked having sex with her, and Uncle Mike told them that they could train her too. Of course they’d want to have sex again. And she hated to admit it, but she was really enjoying this. It was true she wanted to get better at sex, but if she was being honest with herself, she just liked having these older guys all sharing her. It was so wrong, and so crazy… and so hot! She just wanted so much more!

She went back to work on the sail, trying not to think too much about how good sex with Uncle Mike was that first time… and the second… and so looking forward to more.

They took a slip and secured the mooring lines, but before she knew it, Uncle Mike was off and on his way to the dock office to pay. She wanted to go with him, maybe see how it was done so she could do it in the future, so she hopped off the boat and started toward the marina office… when three young men came jogging up to her.

“Hey!” one of them said cheerfully.

She looked, and lowered her eyes in embarrassed surprise. It was the same three who saw her having sex with Rick as they entered the harbor. “Oh my god…” she gasped under her breath. “Uh… hi.” she said, turning all shades of red.

The three of them looked older than her, maybe in their mid to late twenties, and they all were in… fine shape. Athletic, not muscular, and smooth hairless chests that showed off their washboard abs. The obvious leader was a bit taller than his two friends, and came right up to her, boldly offering his hand. “Name’s Hew. This here is Sean, and that’s Al,” and he had the most adorable English accent. The other two give nods, looking a little unsure of themselves, but charmingly so.

Still bright red and feeling her heart race, she took the offered hand. “Hi. I’m Chloe.”

“So, um… fancy a drink?” Hew asked.

She hadn’t had a lot of experience at this sort of thing. She had braces from age 15 to 17, which made her smile kinda sad, and she hadn’t really started to develop a figure until about a year ago. Adam was her first serious boyfriend in all that time, but for a couple guys who took her out to movies or to the local coffee shop. Flirting was not a skill she’d developed… which was sort of strange now, considering that she had three older men sharing her these past few days.

“Isn’t it a little early to drink?” she said shyly.

“It’s five-o-clock somewhere.” Sean said. Uncle Mike and the guys often used the same saying.

“I don’t know…” she nipped nervously at her lower lip. As uncomfortable as it was, she did love that they were all so intent on her, even if for obvious reasons. But they were so good looking! Adam was tall, like Hew, but he didn’t have those arms or that chest, or those hard abs. This ankara travesti guy looked like he stepped out of a swimsuit catalog! His wingmen were just as hot, and it was making her a little giddy thinking that they were interested in her. “Umm… maybe later?”

“Yeah, sure!” Hew said eagerly. “How about tonight, eh? We’ll come by your boat and pick you up, yeah?”

“I don’t know.” She said again. God, his green eyes were so cute. “Maybe… I guess. I’ll… see if… if maybe…” she bit her lip, trying not to be impulsive. “Let me think about it.” she said at last. “I have to go.”

Reluctantly, the three boys made room for her to walk by, and she could feel their eyes following her. She quickened her pace and went into the gift shop where the dock office was. Uncle Mike was still talking with the dock master, settling up the payment for the night.

“Hey.” Chloe came up and slipped her arms around her Captain, and he put one around her.

“What’s up?” he asked.

“Nothing. Just wanted to see how this was done.” she said.

Mike lifted a brow, and smirked. “Your face is red, and I can feel your heart racing, but you’re not breathing hard or sweating, so you didn’t run here.”

She blinked up at him. “Okay, Captain Sherlock.”

He snorted a laugh. “You alright?”

She huffed a sigh, and hugged closer. “Yeah. I’m good.” To break the tension, she started looking over the display of some handcrafted jewelry on displays around the counter. “Ooo, look at this one!” she said excitedly. It was a silver necklace with a blue stone pendant cut in the shape of a conch shell, and matching earrings.

“Larimar?” Mike asked the girl behind the counter.

“Yes, sir.” she replied in that pretty Island accent.

Mike took the necklace, and turned Chloe around.

She beamed him her prettiest smile, turned her back toward him and lifted her blonde hair aside to let him put it on her. It rested right between her pert breasts, and she checked herself in the mirror. “I love it!” she sighed.

“We’ll take the set.” Mike said.

Chloe jumped into Mike’s arms, giving no care to what it looked like; her being so young compared to him. She planted a long, lingering kiss on his mouth, and hugged him tight. “Thank you, Captain.” she purred in his ear.

“My pleasure, Baby.” he whispered back.

She blinked up at him, and hugged close again. “Don’t let me sleep alone tonight.” she sighed in his ear.

Mike felt his throat go tight, and couldn’t think of anything to say… but he was saved by the dock master returning with a pendant to hang from the railing so the dock staff would know they were paid up.

He and Chloe left together, and walked hand in hand back to the Nymph.

“Uh, Captain?” Chloe began. “You remember those three guys we passed, the ones who clapped?”

Mike huffed a little laugh, and nodded. “Sure.”

“Well, umm… they found me… just as I was coming to see you, and… they asked me out for a drink.” She squeezed his hand and kept going before he could reply. “I didn’t. I tried to say it was too early for a drink, but they didn’t care, and so I said I’d have to think about it, and they said they would come by the boat later and take me out if I wanted to go, but… but…” she gulped, and looked up at him. “I don’t know what to do, sir.”

Mike had a war of thoughts and emotions going on in his head. Sharing Chloe with Dave and Rick was one thing. Sharing her with three strangers? And three younger guys who looked like he did twenty years ago? He wasn’t sure he wanted to do that.

But this isn’t about you, is it?

His conscience groaned in his head. No, it wasn’t about what he wanted. It was about what Chloe wanted. He was too old for her. Of course he was. And he was her fucking uncle… or step-whatever. He wasn’t able to have a relationship with this beautiful teen, even if he wanted to… which he was starting to realize was the real problem. He really was falling for her.

Shit, Mike! She’s not yours to keep. But you do have to keep her safe.

He stopped her there on the boardwalk, and took her shoulders in his hands. “Chloe, Baby. I think this has to be your choice. But, I did promise your mother I’d look out for you. I don’t want you going off with three guys you don’t know by yourself.”

She just stood there a moment, letting his words sink in. “I understand Captain.” she said with a little nod. “And that reminds me.” She slid her hand into the pocket of his swim trunks, making him start… but she just got his phone out. “Take a selfie with me.”

“What?” Mike frowned. “Why?”

“Mom asked me to text and call when I could and… I sort of haven’t.” she giggled. “So, send her a pic of us together so she doesn’t worry.”

Mike relented, and Chloe snuggled up to his side and smiled for the pic. After, she took the phone back from him, held it out, then quickly lifted up on her toes to kiss him full on the lips… and she snapped a pic. “Don’t show her that one.” she giggled, and stuffed the phone back into his pocket.

They returned to the boat, took care of some chores; garbage removal, washing down the decks, refilling the water tanks, plugging into the electric to top off the batteries, etc… By then it was mid afternoon, and none of them had eaten lunch, so Dave went to work fixing them an early dinner.

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