Erotic Stories from Wylde in Bed - 113: Part Three of an FFM Threesome Fantasy
Episode Date: October 18, 2021The Story Finale of this Menage pirate listeners fantasyWith Janet and Roger heading toward their island of destiny, how can Janet possibly save Roger from being left on the island to fend for himself.... And what is happening between Roger and the captain. In the exciting story finale and the shocking outcome that will everyone's panties melting! This story does contain descriptions of gay sex, lots of oral sex and light bondage. For the most intense erotic audio available, visit my VIP club at https://wyldeinbed.com/vip-clubs/, I look forward to seeing you there.
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the ship continued on its journey for what seemed like months.
The first few days, Janet had planned a escape to get Roger away from his fate.
But after three times of trying, every time Roger just seemed to find a reason not to.
She was beginning to doubt he wanted to escape at all.
Of course, Edward wasn't exactly making their future clear.
Every day he wanted to fuck her, always from behind, always with Roger watching, tied up and unable to pleasure himself at that moment.
Edward really seemed to get off on Roger's torment.
The debate now was why was he tormented.
In three years of marriage, it was always Janet that had instigated any intimacy,
and with some effort she had to admit.
Roger was hardly ever ready Roger, like he was now.
The man had a permanent erection
and Janet was damn sure it had nothing to do with her
or the fresh sea air.
Unless he hated her that much,
watching her being fucked so hard,
it almost made her pussy split, turned him on.
Watching her being tied to the ship's will
while Edward fucked her mouth.
forcing a gag reaction.
And then last night pretty much confirmed it was nothing to do with her at all.
It had all begun so formally.
Edward and her were sat to dinner, nothing fancy, just salted beef and carrots as usual.
But it was warm and filling.
Janet had learned quite a lot about pirate life on her short time aboard the Queen Marlene's revenge.
She had learned that pirate society was a brutal democracy.
where the captain voted in by the rest of his ship,
how every crew member got an equal share of any plunder.
She did wonder about that one.
Was she considered plunder, and if so?
It made her thighs tighten and clitthrob just at the thought.
After they had finished the mill and everything cleared away,
Edward had waited on little ceremony.
He pulled her shirt apart roughly,
his hand grasping at her breast with demonic,
desire, loosening the button of her jeans. He pushed them over her ass, taking her panties
down with them. His hand wasted no time pushing between her thighs, his fingers grasping at her
clit, rubbing it roughly. Janet hated the way her body responded so wantonly. Damn, he was so rough.
There was absolutely no affection. He just wanted to fuck her. Why the hell did her body become
so turned on at his touch. He wanted to come. After that first night there was little attention to what
she wanted. It was all about him. And frankly, how hard Roger got. He hadn't even put his throbbing
cock inside her when he called for Roger. Well, called might be understanding it. He yelled was
closer to the mark. Without waiting for the door to open or in declos. Edward pushed her
back onto the table, climbing over her. He grasped her breast tight around his cock, squeezing
them along his length as he thrust his cock between him, the sensation of the hard shaft brushing
along her breasts, his thumbs rubbing her nipple so roughly, and watching his cockhead
erupting from between the curves of her breast intensified the sensation between the thighs.
She hadn't heard Roger enter the room or the door even closed.
The first she knew of him coming was Edward commanding him to get on to the table and put his cock next to his own.
Edward released her breast slightly as Roger slid his cock next to Edwards.
The two men thrusting between her tits in opposite directions.
The motion of the two cocks pushing in and out between her breasts.
The throbbing sensation that just seemed to pulse through a little.
feeling their balls drag along her flesh.
She could picture the two men sat over her,
holding each other's gaze as they fucked her tits harder and harder.
The sound of their moans growing in unison.
That pulsating sensation, moving between their cocks,
sending waves of pleasure moving through her body.
With both men over her, she could barely move.
She had to deny her pussy its desire to rise and be fulfilled.
It clutched desperately, pulsing with need to fill one of the cocks inside her.
When she heard those last moans turning to growls, she could feel her pussy trembling with the need to come.
The throbbing ache undeniable.
As their warm cum shot over her tits, smearing over her naked flesh, she heard their gasps of satisfaction.
With his cock still throbbing cum, Edward slipped down her body.
and thrust his still hardcock deep inside her,
violently pounding into her pussy.
Her core clutched viciously,
grasping along his length as he continued to pulsate warm cum inside her.
Without warning, Roger's lips were moving over her breasts,
hungrily eating the two men's cum,
her tongue voraciously licking it from her body
as he sucked the last drops of come from her nipples.
Her body tensed in the raptures of her.
pleasure. Edward suddenly spanked her clit without warning as he thrust again, the gentle sting
turning to a warm glow that echoed throughout her body as his thumb ran gently over her clit.
Janet couldn't contain her pleasure any longer. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him in tighter,
his cum spilling down her lips as he continued to fuck her with relentless thrust.
Her body tensing as a pleasure moved through her. She moaned loud.
loudly as her orgasm exploded, not waiting for her trembling to stop.
Edward sank to his knees, his lips secured over her pussy, his tongue flicking around her clit.
The sensations moving through Janet's body were so incredibly overpowering.
His tongue flicking harder and harder, sucking her clit between his teeth,
her orgasm flooding over her again.
Her clit throbbing with the sheer pleasure of his mouth teasing at her throbbing pussy.
Sucking her lips, biting them, the tinkle of his beard, sending pulses of delight ricocheting over her whole body,
as his tongue probed deep inside her folds, exploring her juices.
Their juices, her body erupted into a wonderful climax again,
her legs tensing around his head as she pulled him tightly against her,
willing him to taste every drop.
As her moans gently became softer,
Edward slid up her body, grinning that mischievous grinned.
His hand reached up and slid through Roger's hair, putting him closer to them.
Until they all met at one point, their lips exploring, the taste of come moving between
their mouths, their tongues exchanging their pleasure.
Just feeling the heat moving between them seemed to confirm everything Janet was thinking.
She had developed a love of walking the deck alone at night.
There was something very therapeutic about feeling the breeze of the sea,
washing around her, somehow cleansing out all the crap of the day.
The ship's bell told gently in the swell of the ocean.
Its gentle sound echoing around the emptiness of the ship.
Tomorrow they would be on Malaga.
It was an island she had never even heard of.
but then most were.
She was beginning to doubt it was Roger's fate that was sealed once it arrived.
She suspected it was more likely her own now.
There was a definite connection between Roger and Edward.
The way Roger acted around him, she had never seen anything like it.
She had once heard that it didn't matter if someone was straight or gay.
If you had a connection with them, it transcended anything about sexuality.
Now she was really seeing it.
She had never thought of Roger as gay, but everything he did was most definitely that way inclined,
or at least bisexual.
Suddenly the call went out to release the anchor.
The sound of the anchor chains echoed across the deck, adding an eerie quality to the
darkness.
They were obviously near land.
Some of the deckmates had told her that they were probably lay anchor before they needed
the island. It saves all the nastiness of crashing into any rocks under the water, which made sense.
Somewhere out there in the darkness there was an island. She couldn't see it at the moment,
but that made the fact her fate would be sealed on it, a little more worrying. She didn't sleep
one minute before sunrise, and there was certainly a lot of enthusiasm for the crew to get on
to the island. They really didn't seem to be bothered.
with any form of breakfast.
They were all rushing to lower the rowing boats that adorned the ship.
The few men that were left behind to guard the ship actually looked disappointed,
as if they had been punished.
Janet began to wonder what might be on this island.
Edward turned and stared straight at her as the crew began rowing toward the shore.
You'll need to see Marsha when we land.
He said.
The crew muttered some vague approval, as Edward turned toward Roger and said,
You too.
Roger looked concerned.
Who's Marsha?
He said weakly.
She's the lady of the island.
It's her island.
You need to visit her first so she can make sure you won't do any damage to her island.
How will she know?
Roger asked warily.
Oh, she will know.
She sees right inside you.
Edward replied. His statement underlined by the faint giggling sounds from the crew.
Deciding not to push it any further, Janet and Roger fell silent for the rest of the journey to the
island. As the boats landed on the soft sand, Janet and Roger stepped away and into the shadow
tide of the beach. It felt so strange to feel land under their feet again. Janet almost stumbled.
She had gotten so used to the sway of the sea, and adjusting for it that the steadiness of the land was just confusing.
Without asking, two crewmen ushered them across the beach and into the forest that edged the sand.
Somehow the light just seemed to vanish as they entered the canopy of the trees.
Walking across the bridge, what looked like crocodiles or maybe alligators thrashed in the mud underneath.
Janet had no idea which they were
She could never tell the difference
Entering the hut on the far side
A single candle was lit on the far side of the room
Peering through the darkness
Janet could make out vague shapes
Just you
Just you Roger
A voice said from the gloom
Janet almost felt relieved to leave
Once outside she could breathe the air again
She felt a little less oppressed by the stifling air.
She felt a little lesser pressed than when she was in that stifling atmosphere,
than when she was in the stifling atmosphere inside the cabin.
A few minutes later, the door opened and Roger walked out.
His face, a veil of shock.
Your turn, he said, his voice sullen and sounding a little scared.
entering the darkness of the cabin
Janet gave herself a moment to climatise to the darkness again
her voice simply said
You are her
She couldn't quite place the accent
It seemed to drift from continent to continent
You know the curse of the Queen Marlene's revenge
Of course not
She said
Janet could hear the grin in her voice
Only a man who seeks woman
or a woman that seeks men, might be captain,
all other crew will seek their own.
It is a curse handed down by the devil himself
that the crew might settle through eternity.
Janet could only say, oh, in response,
she really did feel she had fallen into the rabbit's hole now.
The voice in the darkness grinned again.
The ship's treasure is here,
and the captain himself is looking to reclaim.
it to settle a debt with the governor. There was a pause, which Janet felt was for dramatic effect.
He cannot claim it now. Only the captain can. Now go, follow your crew. The strange voice said,
it is tone inviting no debate, as if by magic her feet were moving, willing her away from the
cabin and onto the sunlit beach. Where's Roger? She asked to
lead crewmate. He went back to the ship. She didn't want him on the island.
Oh, Janet said following them across the sand. It would be nice if she could have enjoyed the
sand. It was so soft and warm in the morning sun. She really did wish she could just take a few
hours and enjoy it. But that was obviously out of the question. Everyone was in a desperate
a hurry to get this treasure or package or whatever it was back onto the ship.
When she caught up with the rest of the crew, they already had dug a deep hole and were
pulling a chest from its depths. As a chest crashed into the sand, Edward grabbed some
keys from deep in the recess of his coat, selecting one and sliding it into the padlock before
turning it. The lock didn't fall open or even click. In fact, it did absolutely
nothing. Furious, Edward pulled a pistol out and took aim at the lock. It was unfortunate one
particular crew member, happened to be standing where he was, and that was in the ricocheted line
of the shot. Some of the other crew members dragged his lifeless body into the trees. There was already
a murmuring growing between them. They were obviously massively superstitious, and the captain
not being able to open their treasure chest, and another crew member being killed in the process
was not going down well. Taking a deep breath, Janet pushed through the crew members,
looking Edward straight into the eyes, she silently took the key from his grasp, lowered it,
and smiled when the lock sprung open first time. Their gaze never parting, Edward said,
the Marlene has never had a woman as a captain.
Treat her well.
Dropping the keys and turning,
he started to walk away across the sand.
Where do you think you're going?
Janet asked in what she hoped was a dominant voice.
I have a need for you, she said grinning.
Edward turned and suddenly followed them back to the ship.
To say gossip moves at the speed of light is an understatement.
As they boarded the ship, the crew on board were obviously very aware of the situation
and gave various signs of confirmation of their allegiance to Janet.
She followed two of the crew as they put the treasure chest in her cabin.
When Janet entered, Edwards is in there packing his effects.
Oh, you're not going anywhere, Janet said, grinning.
I can't stay on a ship I used to be captain of.
Do have some pride, he replied.
his expression still darkly sullen.
You'll all learn to get along just fine,
and anyone not towing the lion will be killed.
She said with as much severity as she could manage.
Besides, where the hell are you going to go?
She said, holding his gaze,
I know who you are, Mr Blackbeard.
The devil himself will track you down.
He already has, he muttered.
Hush, you know.
You know you might enjoy it after a while.
Janet said, smiling.
Besides, I'm not giving you the permission to leave.
You can have the mate's cabin.
So you're there when I want you.
She said before turning away.
As the crew members left her cabin, she turned to Edward.
So we have a deal?
I don't know crap about running a ship.
You do.
But the ship obviously wants me to captain it.
She watched him keenly.
Okay, he said chewing every word.
Good, let's seal the deal.
Janet said, as she lay back on the bed, sliding her jeans down her legs.
She parted her thighs, exposing her wet panties to him.
Eat me until I can't come anymore.
She said, grinning mischievously, holding her gaze,
Edward dropped his backs to the ground,
and storked to the bed.
Hungrily, his lips dropped onto her panties,
his tongue teasing the edge of the material,
pushing it back,
before sucking her folds between his teeth,
dragging them between them.
A wave of desire cascaded over Janet.
Her legs pushed up over his shoulders,
so his mouth might get deeper,
circling his tongue across her panties,
caressing around her clit through the material.
Already the excitement of the day throbbed between Janet's thighs, her pussy aching to be fucked.
Already it was clutching wildly for a cock.
She needed to be fucked again.
Damn, whatever it was between them, it burns so deep inside as she could barely control it.
Roger, come here, she called out.
Light briefly flooded the cabin as Roger entered and then closed the door behind him silently.
Rim him, she moaned.
Roger did as he was told,
unbuckling Edward's pants and sliding them over his ass,
exposing the globes to the cabernet,
rubbing his hands firmly over the cheeks.
His fingertip caressed Edward's rosette,
forcing his axe to clutch with need.
Pressing his lips between his cheeks,
Roger's tongue caressed his ass,
teased as his fingers massaged from his ass to his balls.
forcing moan after moan, louder and louder from Edward's lips.
The vibrations of his moan resonated on Janet's pussy,
igniting her desire still further,
as she felt the vibration of his moans echoing through a clit
and moving all through a body.
She pulled him harder onto her pussy with her legs around his head.
Finger him now, she commanded.
Roger's fingers obviously found its way inside his ass
as Edward's moans became more intense, panting against her pussy would need.
The eruption of pleasure Janet felt echoed around her whole body,
rubbing her pussy against his beard the sensation becoming so intense, so passionate.
She tried to control her orgasm.
There were so many things she could imagine doing with these two,
but they had years to explore all those fantasies.
Right now she needed to come so hard,
Running her fingers through Edward's hair, she pulled his head up, his beard glistening with her juices, she simply said,
Fuck me. Without waiting, he shifted between her thighs, his hard cock pushing between her folds,
pressing long and deep into her pussy, the sudden sensation of him filling her, of her lips stretching around his wide girth,
made her moaned so loudly. Without warning, he pounded into her. His length,
pushing along her clit as his cockhead massaged her pussy wall. Damjie could feel every inch of him
throbbing inside her, every thrust, pushing so deep inside swelling her pussy. Fuck his ass, Roger.
She stuttered between moans. Roger didn't need a second invitation. He slid his cock inside
Edward's ass, thrusting slowly at first, but getting more intense. Janet could feel every thrust
of Roger's cock, as it not only pushed Edward to thrust harder, but caused his cock to swell
even further inside her. She could feel her orgasm swelling through her legs, like an uprising
avalanche of pleasure. It moved between her thighs, her hips thrusting back against Edward,
wanting him deeper. Even though he was fucking her deeper than any man ever had, her clit
throbbed furiously with the pleasure in her body.
of her being fucked like a paled driver by these two men,
watching their faces moving like an erotic puppet show,
as they fucked each other,
and as one fucked her.
The sensations growing.
Janet pushed even harder against Edward's cock,
gripping its shaft.
Its swollen length pushed it in.
His swollen length pushed her to the very edge.
She wanted to feel the sensation of them both coming.
They were so close.
She had heard them come so much. She knew they were. She had to try and hold on to this orgasm until they came. She wanted to experience that.
Roger's fingers dug into her legs as he pounded into Edward's ass, moaning loudly. He grabbed her calves before Janet could feel a distant trembling.
Edward had no choice to follow suit. The swollen cock in his ass mixed with the sensations of Janet's pussy,
clutching hard onto him, squeezed his orgasm out of his body, every drop exploding into her pussy,
feeling the sensation of both these men coming inside her. Janet finally let her orgasm go.
As she screamed in pleasure, her whole body alight with a wildfire of desire,
as wave after wave of pleasure embraced her whole body.
Not wanting to break this magical triage, they lay there panting gently for the longest moment.
Ways of pleasure moving between the three of them.
Eventually Janet said,
You'll have the mate's cabin's either side of me.
I have a feeling I might need a lot of assistance in my days as captain.
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