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He was now in front of her, laying down so she could take his cock into her mouth. She did so eagerly, keeping pace with the cock in her ass, sliding Keifer’s dick into her mouth as Arch was sliding out of her butt.

None of them spoke; the only sounds in the rooms were grunts and groans of pleasure, or the sound of flesh slapping flesh as Arch pounded harder into her ass.

Lia used her hand as an extension of her mouth, tightening her grip on Keifer as she sucked his head and worked his shaft. She had no warning when he filled her mouth, only his deep groans and the feel of his hand on her head as he kept her in place. She swallowed as much as she could, savoring the salty maleness of him.

Likewise, when Arch grasped her hips tighter and came, he didn’t say a word. But she knew he was filling her, or rather the latex that surrounded his cock. When they were all three still, she couldn’t help but giggle.

“I know I’m supposed to be a captive virgin, but fuck me that was good,” she said. “I hope you punish me again tomorrow in exactly the same way.”

Chapter Six

Lia woke to the incredible feeling of being the filling in a man sandwich, Keifer on one side, Arch on the other. Both of them were still asleep, naked as the day they were born. She tried not to move too much as she studied them.

They were as different as night and day, one dark, the other light. But it wasn’t just their looks that separated them. Arch, she could tell, was someone who liked things in order. Keifer was laid back. Both of them together were dynamite, as far as she was concerned.

Why the hell couldn’t she find men like this in real life? Not only were they gorgeous, but they gave her exactly what she wanted. The idea was wonderful, until she thought about life in the real world. Would they be jerks once they were off the ship? Lia wasn’t sure, but she’d failed to find a man who fit her lifestyle yet, who she could have great sex with and didn’t think she was a slave, and not a submissive.

If it weren’t for this sexy setting, maybe things would be different. If she’d met them in a club, would she feel this way? Right now, sleeping in this huge bed, with light from the rising sun coming in through the huge open window, it seemed perfect. The tang from the sea air seemed to wrap around her, reminding her she’d just lived out her fantasy. Actually, she’d lived out more than she’d hoped for with two pirates.

Tonight was their last night. She hoped they would take her together again, but this time with one in her pussy and the other in her ass, which was still wonderfully sore from the pounding Arch had given her the night before.

“You think any louder you might wake the people in the next cabin,” Arch said, making her gasp.

“Sorry, I didn’t know you were awake.”

He stretched his arms up into the air and yawned. “I’m awake.”

“Me, too,” Keifer said. He kicked off the sheet that barely covered the lower halves of their bodies. He was hard, and so was Arch. “Sit up between us, Lia, and make sure you’re on your knees.”

“It’s the perfect position for a sub like you,” Arch said. She sat down near their hips, so that their cocks were in her line of vision. It was a beautiful sight, and she hoped they ordered her to give early morning blowjobs.

“Jerk us off,” Keifer ordered, “one hand on Arch, the other on me.”

Lia had died and gone to heaven. She wrapped her fists around their cocks, noticing the difference in them as she started to pump. Keifer was shorter and thick, Arch was long and a little thinner.

A glance at the top of the bed showed the two of them relaxed, their hands hooked behind their heads. Keifer’s eyes were closed, but Arch’s were open, his gaze fixed on the ceiling.

Lia stroked their shafts and worked her hands over the heads and back down. She loved the feel of a cock in her hand, and to have two for both hands? Yeah, definitely heaven.

“That’s good, babe,” Keifer said. “Oh yeah.”

She blushed under his praise, and wanted to hear the same thing from Arch. He didn’t speak for a while, and when he did, she had to keep herself from laughing.

“Good, but tighten your grip a little. That’s it, yeah, I like my balls played with, too.”

Lia wanted to tell him she only had two hands, but she didn’t have to, because Keifer did it for her.

“Geez, Arch, this isn’t a class on how to give a hand job. Relax and enjoy getting jerked off.”

“Screw you, Keifer.” Arch propped himself up on his elbows.

“You’re putting a damper on things. There’s a difference between being a Dom and being a control freak.”

The atmosphere changed, but Lia kept working. The tension between the two men was palpable, and it once again made her wonder about their relationship. The room fell silent, and Lia continued to work their cocks. Soon, both of them were groaning and saying, “Yeah, babe.”

They came at almost exactly the same time, Keifer first, and Arch second, their cocks pulsing in her hands as she pumped them. Their cum shot into the air, landing on her hand, their legs and chests. When she knew it was over, she lowered her head toward Arch’s chest, her tongue outstretched.

Keifer’s deep, “Do you have permission for that?” stopped her in her tracks.

“No, Sir.”

“What a bad girl,” Arch said.

“I’ll have to agree with you there, Arch.” Keifer stretched. “Go and get a hot, wet cloth to clean each of us off, and then you can go and fetch breakfast. I think Arch and I deserve to be served our food in bed today.”

Lia hurried to do their bidding. They stayed silent while she cleaned them. After she was done, she bent over to pick up what was left of her dress. As she held it up, she realized there was no way she could wear it, since it had been cut to pieces. She looked around for something to wear, but Arch informed her she could “Go naked, and go now.”

Lia supposed it really didn’t matter, since she’d been mostly naked for the last two days, and she’d spent time tied up on deck for all the crew to ogle.

The ship was mostly empty, though, and when she arrived at the galley she found the only person there was Rachel. Her new friend grinned as she filled a tray with food.

“You’re happy,” Lia said as she started to do exactly the same thing.

“Like a rooster in the hen house,” Rachel said. “I absolutely love getting banged.”

“Never tried it.” Lia filled plates with eggs, bacon and sausage and then looked at the selections of fruit. She should have asked what her two Captains wanted for breakfast, because at this rate, she would have the tray so full she would have trouble carrying it back.

“Did you get to watch?” Rachel asked. “Or did those two gorgeous men take you away for your own fun?”

Lia felt herself blush, which seemed way out of place, since she was standing, naked, with another naked woman she’d only known for a few days. “I’m sorry,” Lia finally said. “I was a little—busy—last night.”

“I can imagine,” Rachel said as she continued to load the tray. “Are you planning on coming back to another cruise?”

That was a tough question. There were several things to consider for a decision like that, the upmost being expense. But aside from that, Lia felt like she’d had the perfect fantasy right now. Actually, this vacation had far exceeded her expectations. Having more than one pirate was incredible. If she came back, and whoever she was paired with didn’t live up to what she’d already experienced, she had a feeling it would detract from being with Keifer and Arch.

Spending time with the two pirates upstairs is the only thing she wanted to think about right now. Lia didn’t want her time with them to end.

“I’m not sure if I will or not,” Lia said. “It all depends on circumstances.”

Talking about this made her realize tonight was her last night with her two lovers. She didn’t want to spend it at the dinner that was planned, where they would reveal the “treasure” the pirates were supposedly hunting. They hadn’t really paid that much attention to that part of the fantasy, just enough to keep it going.

For her part, the best ending to this fantasy would be spending the night with Keifer and Arch, being screwed, hopefully by both of them at the same time, which hadn’t happened yet.

When the tray was loaded, Lia made her way back to the room. When she got there she found her two pirates sitting up in bed. To her dismay, they’d both put on pants, linen ones that hugged their slim hips.

“Took you long enough,” Keifer said with a wicked grin. “Of course, that gives us an excuse to take something long and leathery to your ass.”

Anticipation crawled up Lia’s back as she made her way across the room. She set the tray on the table and then took a step back.

“I wasn’t sure what to get.” She watched the two of them as they perused the offering.

“I think you missed one major thing,” Arch said. He looked up at her, one of his eyebrows shooting upward. She’d always been amazed at people who could do that.

“What?” she asked.

“Coffee,” Keifer said.

“And juice,” Arch added.

“Oh crap,” Lia said, but she couldn’t help but laugh. She’d been so focused on food. “I’ll go get that.”

She returned a short time later with a carafe of coffee, a small pitcher of orange juice and glasses for everyone. The men had eaten a lot of what was on the plate, but they had left some for her. As they poured their drinks, she sat at the end of the bed and started to eat.

“I think we’ve passed the fantasy stage of the vacation,” Arch said. “Tell us about yourself, Lia. Where do you live?”

Tracy’s warning flashed in her mind, but Lia ignored it. “I live in Brooklyn. And you guys?”

“Boston,” Arch answered. “Although, I’m there more often than Keifer.”

His answer made her wonder about their relationship, but she didn’t want to ask. It turns out, she didn’t have to; Keifer provided more information for her.

“Arch is a lawyer, and I’m a rebel without a cause.”

Yes, she could see that. “So you don’t live in Boston, Keifer?”

“When I want to stick around, I usually rent a room at a hotel for a while,” he said.

That sounded expensive to her, and he hadn’t said what he did for a living.

“What do you do?” Keifer asked.

“Paralegal,” she replied, shooting a look at Arch. She could tell he approved by the look on his face.

“Here’s a question for you,” Arch said. “Would you like to see us again when this is over?”

Lia’s heart raced, and before she could think of the proper way to say it, she replied, “Fuck yeah.”

Keifer chuckled. “You ready for a cock in both holes?”

“Fuck yeah,” she repeated.

“Masturbate for us,” Arch said. He tossed a tapered candle on the bed. “Take away the food and then play with yourself. We want to see you fuck your cunt, and your ass, with that.”

“But there are rules,” Keifer said. “Do you know the first one?”

“I can’t climax without permission.”

“She’s a good sub,” Arch said.

Lia made quick work of taking away the tray. When she returned, they were at the bottom of the bed, sitting on either side of the bed with their backs propped against the big, thick posters. Lia climbed in between them, settling her back against the headboard. She spread her legs and fingered her wet pussy.

It was exciting to play with herself, moving her fingers faster, then slower, and then teasing her clit while they both watched, silently. She wanted to discuss their question about seeing them outside the Fingertip Fantasy realm, but she knew it would be best not to bring it up again until they did.

The urge to climax built in her body, but she didn’t mention it, and both of them remained silent as they watched her. Her folds were soft under her touch, and she had to admit she’d been spoiled using battery-operated boyfriends to give her what she wanted in the bedroom, since she didn’t have a man in her life right now.

It was very pleasing to do it “the old fashioned way” and it produced different sensations than her vibrators did. Of course having Keifer and Arch watch her added to the excitement.

She found her clit and pinched, a soft moan escaping her lips as she did so.

“Don’t even ask,” Arch said as Keifer picked up the candle and tossed it toward her. At some point it had rolled to the edge of the bed. She was wet enough that it would go in easy, at least in the front. She wondered about lube for the back. But she didn’t ask. Lia picked up the candle, the cool, hard wax feeling strange in her hand. She rubbed it against her clit, her hips bucking up to meet it as she moved it over her skin.

Both men remained silent as she rubbed it between her lips. “Feels good,” she whispered.

“Put it in,” Arch demanded.

“Yes, Sir,” Lia answered. She moved her hips down on the bed giving herself room to put the candle at her opening. It went in easy, a testament to how excited she was. She moved it slowly at first, the long, thin candle feeling so much different than a man’s pulsing cock, or a vibrating dildo.

“Good,” she said, moving it faster. More scooting around and she was on her back, moving the candle with one hand while she fingered her clit with the other. She felt as if she would explode.

She moved it faster, moaning as she did. “May I come?”

“No,” they answered in unison. Lia continued to fuck herself. If they didn’t allow her to come soon, she might lose it and make herself come without their permission. She wondered if she could stay silent while she did it, and knew she couldn’t. They would know the minute she shot off.

“Please,” she begged. “I can’t…can’t…”

“Turn over,” Keifer ordered. “Get on your knees.”

She obeyed as quickly as she could. Within seconds, a second candle was at her anus, the slick wax probing for entrance. Arch, who had been on the right side of the bed, held her cheeks open while Keifer pushed the candle inside her. Lia had one shoulder on the bed, her free hand working the candle in and out of her pussy.

“Very pretty,” Arch said as Keifer worked it in and out of her. “She’ll be ready for us both in a few minutes.”

“I’m ready now!” she screamed, which made both men laugh. They didn’t respond to her, though, even though she added, “Please, please, do it now.”