[Fanfiction Erotica] Pirates of the Caribbean: We Wants the Redhead!

Hi, I had this wild idea I began to write couple days ago. It’s about a bastard of a pirate with a wench who grew up around courtesans. So she’s been pretty exposed to sex. Also she’s been wanting to get out of the squallor and be a pirate herself. I don’t know where I want to bring the story yet but I want to create a crazy plot twist that will blow everyone’s minds. So, I started with how she was conceived, my little epilogue.

Here’s the story:

A young pirate once came into a tavern one autumn night along with his crewmates. After long months at sea and a long haul from their dishonest work, their captain decided to make port and indulge himself with booze and company of women. The group of men spent their hard-earned loot as quickly as they emptied their grog to the bottom of the mug—nothing wasted. 

 
The tavern was busy as usual. Loud men as they chug their alcohol, exchanging stories of how many men each other have cut and killed from their last adventure. The captain sat on a stool patiently, drinking his favorite ale while three women around half his age surrounded him. Two women rubbed their slender hands around the older man’s arms and shoulders, massaging his sore and stiff muscles while the blonde girl with pearly white skin on the man’s lap traced her fingers around the scar on his chest while his thick dirty fingers rubbed against her moistened slit.

 
The men teased each other, competed over how many they had killed and most of the numbers were overly exaggerated. It came to a point that the teasing turned into an all out brawl among the barbaric men. Swords were drawn over who gets which girl, bottles smashed over someone’s head for no logical reason. The young deckhand who sat among officers and the captain remained silent and kept his thoughts to himself. This is why the captain himself took a liking to him as he sees the young man like his own son. Perhaps it’s because he reminded the older man of himself. Quiet and wise, most of all, followed orders like a damn fine dog. There were even rumours that he was getting shagged in the arse by the captain at night but none of those false accusations were actually true.

 
Brandy tried her best to please the older man next to him. She rubbed her tiny hands over his chest as he continued to prod his fingers inside her pussy. One of her breasts was completely exposed, which the man groped and suckled on, the bristles of his beard brushed against her soft skin. While others were too busy fighting, the young deckhand could not help but watch what the captain was doing to the blonde lass with beautiful green eyes, her eyes were captivating. Brandy looked in the young man’s direction until their eyes accidentally met and there was an undeniable attraction between each other. Her cheeks turned red before she quickly looked away. The captain noticed this and stopped his advances to the young lady.

 
“You like her, do you boy?” Asked the older man.

 
“U-uhm… n-no sir. I-I didn’t mean to…” He replied nervously.

 
“Come on, just say that you like her.” Said the captain with his stern voice.

 
“W-well, u-hm…”

 
“What’s the matter boy, cat got your tongue?”

 
“I-I mean, yes sir. She’s beautiful.”

 
“What was your name again, lass?” Asked the man who had been prodding her pussy without even caring about her name.

 
“Brandy sir.” The young woman on his lap replied.

 
“Well Brandy, why don’t you do me a favor and take my son here with you and show him a good time.” 

 
Brandy stood up and fixed herself, tucked her breast back inside her blouse then nudged the young man to follow her.

 
“Well sir, I didn’t mean to spoil your fun.” The young deckhand said.

 
“Come on, just follow her lad. That’s an order.” He roared with his commanding voice. The men around them laughed at the captain’s jab at him. The captain then took one of the other girls behind him and sat her where the other girl was. “Do whatever you please with her and make sure you also show her a good time.”

 
“That young man over there, he will make a damn fine officer someday.” The captain said to the woman on his lap as the pair made their way towards the pleasure rooms.
 

The room was dim. Illuminated only by the moonlight as it beamed down to Earth and into the lonely space where many young girls’ dreams get drowned in the sea of lust and pleasure and men who sought for company of women to fill their need, to quench their desires and to empty their seed without caring about the women they use.

 
Brandy struck a match, lighting the lantern on the wooden dresser by the side of the wooden bed, two stems of lavender lying next to it in an attempt to mask the stench of sex that lingered within the room. Brandy untied her corset letting it fall on her feet. She slowly undressed herself, from her shoulder to her perky bosom. Sweat on her skin reflected the light from the lantern. She seductively moved her dress down until finally showing him her cunt.

 
Brandy let herself fall on her knees in front of the man. She moved her slender fingers to his trousers and pulled them down. His cock was already erect when she held him in her hand. She gave his penis a couple strokes then put him inside her mouth.

 
“Wait!” The young man protested.

 
“Why? Don’t you want this?” She asked.

 
“I do, I do like this.” He replied.

 
“Then what is it?!” She was beginning to get annoyed.

 
“Shouldn’t we get to know each other first?”

 
Brandy began to chuckle. His obvious inexperience was showing. This was the first time that she heard those words from a customer. Most of the men she’s been with only wanted to fuck or make her do all kinds of twisted acts to please their fantasies. No man has ever wanted to get to know her.

 
The two spent some hours talking to each other. She found out that his name was John and they were about the same age as her, only some years older at 24 while she’s 21. A lot better than the older man who groped her earlier. She also discovered that he dreamed of becoming a captain of his own ship one day. She on the other hand revealed to him that she always wanted to go on an adventure, while he promised her that he will return for her and bring her on his adventures. She opened up to him more than she has opened up in years and for the very first time in her life that she felt—comfortable.

 
The autumn breeze killed the flame on the lamp. Brandy and John passionately kissed under the moonlight. He was more gentle than any man she’s ever been with, more intimate. John laid her down on the bed as he continued to kiss her lips. His mouth moved down towards her neck, then her shoulders until his mouth found her breasts. His tongue rolled around her areola and flicked her nipple with his tongue. No man has ever made her feel pleasure the way this man has ever done. His kisses moved to her navel and all the way to her waiting cunt. That was also the first time someone kissed her down there. The part of her that made her feel dirty somehow made her feel really good. 

 
Her fingers combed against his auburn hair, pleasure builds up inside her as his tongue flicks itself onto her clit. She could hold it no longer. She pulled on John’s hair and curled toes, she felt herself orgasm for the very first time in her life.

 
John completely removed his clothes then moved on top of her. He aimed his cock into her waiting pussy, rubbed his tip before plunging inside her. Brandy unconsciously bit her lower lip as John’s hard cock slid in-and-out of her wet vagina. John’s scrimshaw necklace dangled on his neck.

 
“I’m close.” John said in between breaths as he continued to move his hips.

 
“Me too. Do it inside.” Brandy granted him her permission to unload his seed inside her.
 

“Here I come!” John pressed his hips hard against Brandy’s pelvis. He unloaded all his seed into her womb until he was empty. The two locked in a tight embrace, passionate lips found each other. The pair had another intimate sex until the rooster outside began to crow.

 
Brandy was still lying down on the bed naked as John got ready for the day. He fixed his boots on his feet when he made his promise to her.

 
“Here, take this.” John as he tugged on the necklace around his neck and placed them on Brandy’s hands. “Those are my father’s.”

 
“You mean that old pirate outside?” Brandy made a gesture as if brushing her invisible beard as a mockery to the bearded man who groped her. She laughed hard when she realized how ridiculous she might have looked in front of the young man.

 
The young man cracked a slight smile on his lips as he found her actions rather cute. “No, my real father. He was a whaler. He gave them to me before he died. I promise, I will come back for it, I will come back for you.” he cups her cheeks with his hands, “I will take you out of this shithole and make you my wife.” He then lunged for her lips once more.
 

Brandy began to cry as John left her behind. Never once has she ever fell for a man over a single night. She told herself never to fall for any man but John was the only man that ever made her feel special, made her feel loved. She cried knowing that he might never come through with his promise but the necklace in her hands gave her… hope.
 

Brandy soon became pregnant unsure who the father was. When the young baby was born, the child had an auburn hair and big beautiful green eyes like her mother. Unfortunately, Brandy left the world due to complications of childbirth.
 

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pn5ed4/fanfiction_erotica_pirates_of_the_caribbean_we