still couldn’t see her head, but he heard her speak to Jennifer. “Jen, are you okay like that?”
“I’m fine, Pet. Feels kind of good, actually. He’s hard as a rock.”
“He is down here, too. Why don’t you scoot up just a bit, so he can feel your tits and your ass while I suck him? That should really get him revved up.”
Charlie had been so preoccupied with Pet, he hadn’t been aware of Jennifer’s breasts pressed into his chest. When she slid across him as Pet suggested she do, the sensation of her hard nipples rolling over his skin was right out of a wet dream.
He closed his eyes and tried to take a deep breath. Jennifer’s weight on his chest prevented him from inhaling too deeply. While trying to calm himself, he suddenly realized he didn’t need to fight this. He could just relax and enjoy it.
In a matter of seconds, Pet would be sucking his dick. Jennifer had just positioned herself so he could squeeze her tits and rub her ass. This wasn’t just a wet dream, it was a frigging porn movie! His mates would think he was full of shit if he ever told them. They’d never believe it!
Jennifer’s breasts draped over the side of his chest, hanging heavily like ripe tomatoes on the vine. He filled his hand with one and squeezed. Jennifer sighed. With his other hand, he stroked her ass. To his delight, he discovered he could reach between her legs, which he did with considerable satisfaction.
He noticed Pet had raised her head, and had apparently been watching him make a move on Jennifer. “I see you’re finally getting into the spirit of things.”
Charlie chuckled. “Don’t know if I am or not. But I do know I’d have to be dead not to cop a feel. Isn’t that right, Jen?”
Jen’s arse undulated as she humped his hand. “Charles, being felt up never felt so good. Cop away.”
“Pet, I’m still waiting for you to suck me off. Oh, and by the way, my legs are numb. Think you could shift a bit?” Even in his immobilized state, Charlie still felt as though he had regained the upper hand in this unusual standoff.
“Spread your legs apart.”
“Isn’t that what I should be telling you?” Charlie countered.
“Not this time, you bugger. By the time I climb on it, your nuts will be ready to crack open.” Charlie finally understood what she meant to do. He wondered what the Chaplain would say when they buried him at sea.
As he had done with women on many occasions, Pet now did to him. She forced his legs wide open with her knees. He resisted the impulse to protectively close them, reminding himself that this would be a shag to end all shags. Hell, everybody had to die sometime. He could think of worse ways to have it all end.
First she fondled his balls, gently squishing the soft sacs in the palm of her hand. “Charles, even your testicles are picture-perfect.”
“And what kind of pictures have you been looking at, Petula?”
“Models send me their portfolios. I use men, too.”
“Fuck, I figured that one out already.”
“I expect you have.” She looked him in the eye when she asked, “Do you regret getting involved with me?”
“Hell no! Never met a woman before as strong as you are. And you introduced me to Jen.” He pulled his hand out from between’s Jennifer’s legs and swatted her arse.
“Ouch! That hurt.” She didn’t give him time to apologize before she said, “Do it again.”
Happy to oblige, he slapped her lovely chocolate arse. “You like that, sweetheart?”
Jennifer squirmed against him, attempting to rub her pussy on his chest. “I quite fancy it, thank you.”
“Maybe you’ll like this, too.” Charlie slid his middle finger inside her vagina.
Jennifer moaned. “Oh, yes, darling, I fancy that, too.”
Without warning, Pet’s mouth closed over his prick. He involuntarily lurched and jammed his finger deeper into Jennifer than he had intended. She yelped.
He muttered, “Sorry” as Pet once again sucked him harder than anyone ever had.
Jen giggled, as she seemed to do often. “That’s all right. Just watch the fingernails. Keep doing what you’re doing. It feels bloody wonderful.”
Charlie barely managed to say, “Will do.” Pet’s ministrations had him breathless.
Wanting to please Jen as much as he could, he again wiggled his middle finger inside her cunt and caressed her breast. She responded as he’d hoped she would, with a squirm and a sigh. As long as he massaged her, she would be fine.
Pet had him right where she wanted him. Part of him resisted the idea of a sheila besting him, and part of him relished it. He’d never known a woman like this, someone so used to being in charge that she also gave the marching orders in the bedroom. He wondered if Pet would take to having her arse swatted the same way Jennifer did. That’s something he hoped to find out before the voyage ended.
Charlie remembered how Pet had reacted to watching him shag Jennifer. If Pet mounted him as he expected her to do, he knew what would get her going the same way she had gotten to him. He had a plan. This would certainly be a good one.
He couldn’t see Pet, but he sure as hell could feel her. She had stretched out between his legs, and had his boner in her mouth. Jesus, could she suck dick! Her jaw muscles were strong enough to play a trumpet. She either did this frequently, or she really did belong in the brass section.
Charlie tried to focus on Jennifer, even with being eaten alive by Pet. For his plan to work, he had to get Jennifer close to the edge. He fingered her cunt with one hand and pinched her nipples with the other. From the way she tried to hump his hand, he knew she was getting close. So was he. Pet had better get to it soon, or she would be shit out of luck.
“Hey, boss lady, can you hear me down there?” Pet didn’t respond. She just kept lapping at him. “Well, you’d better listen up. You’re going to have to swallow soon, and you won’t get laid.”
That got her attention. Pet lifted her head. “All right, then. I’m ready.”
Jennifer raised herself on her hands, meaning to get up. Pet stopped her. “No, Jen. I want you to stay there, if you’re all right with that.”
“Christ, yes, I’m all right with it. What he’s doing to me is fucking brilliant!” Jen settled back on top of Charlie’s chest.
“Aren’t you going to ask me if I’m all right with it?”
“I know you are, Mr. Third Assistant Engineer. Just like you’ll be all right with this.”
Pet straddled him, keeping eye contact with him as she did. Charlie held her stare. He instinctively knew this was a showdown between them. He wouldn’t be the one to surrender.
He knew Pet meant to ride him until he exploded inside her. It was about time he let her know she had met her match.
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