My super-hot Pirate Lover called me the other day; I have been dreaming of him for a while now since we’ve been talking off and on for over a year (and when I say “dreaming of” I mean “getting myself off to” *wink*). He is so fucking hot, with the sexiest voice and the best scenarios … I have a weakness for pirates and that’s one of the first scenes we did together a long time ago … and he told me he’s brewing up another one for us too, and I can’t wait! But anyway - back to the last one, which left my little pussy soaking wet and quivering, and aching for more - we were vacationing on an island in the Caribbean and I was wearing my skimpy little red bikini when we were kidnapped and tied up in a hidden cave by a bunch of big, black island dudes.

The bandits tied our hands above our heads and circled around us. We told them we’d give them anything they wanted - money, jewelry, etc. - and we would leave the island and not tell anyone if they would just let us go. The leader said we might be doing that anyway, and asked me what I had to offer him and his crew to make it worth their while. Then he leaned in and started nibbling on me and he whispered that he would kill my Pirate Lover if I didn’t give him something good.

My eyes connected with my Pirate Lover as I whispered to the bandit leader that I would do anything - A N Y TH I N G - if he would promise to let us leave alive. He started to play with my nipples and they got hard in spite of my fear. My Pirate Lover watched in horror as the bandit leader violated me, but it wouldn’t be long before his horror turned to blatant fascination and then arousal.

The bandit leader cut my bikini top off of me and started roughly manhandling my magnificent tits. Then he cut off my bikini bottoms and his crew of brigands started to circle me like a pack of wolves, getting closer and closer with every turn. I kept my eyes on my Pirate Lover as the wild band of hooligans started to grope me and molest my naked body, probing me with their fingers, removing their huge, stiff cocks and stroking them as they sniffed me and tasted my fear-soaked flesh. None of their stiff pricks was shorter than 10″. My Pirate Lover could only watch as they lined up to fuck every hole I have - one in front of me to fuck my pussy; one in back to stretch out my tight pink rosebud; and one standing on a rock even with my face so he could force me to suck the creamy cum out of his joint; and then, there were the guys lined up behind them, too …

… We were there for hours as the hijackers tortured my slick little pussy and tight cinnamon ring and wet mouth with their massive crotch cobras. My Pirate Lover was tied up so tightly he could not move to help me, and I signaled to him repeatedly not to fight so we could get out alive. I knew the bandit leader would keep his word if I let him and his friends I stood before him in shame, covered in cum, my cunt and asshole dripping with it, my hair and face and tits covered in it. The bandit leader attached electrodes to my pussy lips and enjoyed watching me twitch and jerk to the current running through my body. That’s when he slipped behind me and fucked me with his enormous 14″ elephantine fuck-stick. He fucked me so hard my feet came off the ground, and as he stood behind me, he grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his waist like I was a wheelbarrow.

Finally, the gangster thug cut the ropes that bound my hands above me and let me fall to the dirt floor, exhausted. He threatened to come back and kill us before we could leave the island if we didn’t keep our mouths shut, and I knew he would do it if I forced his hand. He threw his knife at my feet and laughed, then stalked off into the dusky evening. I took the knife in my teeth and dragged my cum-covered body over to my Pirate Lover and cut him loose, then curled up at his feet and begged him to forgive me for my whorish, slutty ways.