Lesbian Lust in Fantasyland: Horny Halfling: The Pirate's Booty
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Miranda Locksley's vacation is cut short when her cruise liner is raided by pirates hunting for treasure to steal and hostages to ransom. Captured, stripped of her weapons, and heavily outnumbered, Miranda stands no chance in an even fight, but she might be able to negotiate her release. But only if Miranda can ease the loneliness of the female captain, who has found no satisfaction from her crew. More
Miranda Locksley's vacation is cut short when her cruise liner is raided by pirates hunting for treasure to steal and hostages to ransom. Captured, stripped of her weapons, and heavily outnumbered, Miranda stands no chance in an even fight, but she might be able to negotiate her release. But only if Miranda can ease the loneliness of the female captain, who has found no satisfaction from her crew.
An unlikely lust grows into a potential friendship/romance between two bisexual women in this short story. It's a stand-alone story full of wonderful erotic content, but features a recurring main character with the other entries in this series!
This story contains graphic descriptions of sex acts performed between two women, including oral sex, use of sex toys, and light elements of dominance/submission. Approx. 7000 words. Intended for adults only.
"Drink up, halfling. I can't take advantage of you unless you're drunk."
Miranda yanked the cork out of her bottle with a little grunt. She drank big gulps along with Lucy. It was, of course, rum. The hot sensation of the liquor trickling down Miranda's throat eased some of the tension. Some of the booze spilled down her chin and spattered on her shirt when she pulled the bottle away. Lucy laughed and pointed.
"Hey, if you're gonna spill my booze I might just kick your ass into the ocean."
Miranda hopped out of her chair and tugged off her shirt with one hand, exposing her bare breasts. She squeezed her boobs together with her upper arms and hovered the mouth of the bottle over her cleavage. She gave Lucy a taunting smirk.
"Why don't you come over here and make sure nothing goes to waste, Lady Belleville?"
Lucy's eyes widened. She put her bottle down on the table behind her with a heavy thunk and then stood in front of Miranda. Lucy unfastened her sword belt and let it fall to the floor, and then lowered herself to her knees before Miranda. She curled her hands over Miranda's ass cheeks and pressed her face into Miranda's breasts.
"What the hell took you so long to warm up, you little tart? Start pouring."
"Well, you're not very good at this, captain."
Miranda started pouring the rum down her chest, letting the liquid slide down her cleavage. It spilled into Lucy's open mouth and ran down her cheeks. Some trickled between Miranda's tits and slid over her stomach.
"In fact, you could've just forced me to go down on you. Made me lick your slit without even untying me."
Miranda tilted the bottle up and let the trickle flow to a halt. Her breasts glistened in the candlelight and Lucy continued to suck and lick at the rum still beading on Miranda's flesh. The pirate captain let out a soft moan of delight as Miranda spoke, but Lucy didn't stop to answer. She ran her tongue over Miranda's left nipple and took it into her mouth to suckle. The warm, wet tongue sliding across her nipple, and the gentle, persistent suck made the heat in Miranda's crotch spread into her belly and thighs.
Miranda polished off the last of her rum and let the bottle fall to the floor with a hollow bounce. She placed a hand on Lucy's head and stroked across her thick dreadlocks slowly as the pirate captain suckled at her breast. Lucy had her hands at the tie holding Miranda's trousers closed, and was working on it already. The small knot difficult for her larger hands.
"Oh girl, you're that hard-up, huh? I can take care of you, if you want."