the legend of long gun

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  1. cazz669

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    The sea breeze caresses your face sending your hair across it. You brush it away and breathe in deeply. You love the sea and everything about it, its beauty, its bounty, all it has to offer and its power to take it all away in a moment. You relish every moment aboard this small ship The Hind a small frigate in her Majesty's royal navy. You lean on the railing at the forward most point of the ship and sigh. You are bound for port Royal, a small colonial outpost in which your father is commodore of the Naval forces. You travel with your betrothed, a foppish man of the gentry with money and estate back in England. He is everything you despise in men, weak, frail, untested in battle, and with a commission in the army bought with his fathers legend and ample purse strings. You have lain together only twice and each time you had to bite your lip so as not to giggle, For he was but a boy in bed and with it seems a boys body and endowment. This fact has caused you to bond very well with the maids and serving ladies of your household, for at night you creep to their quarters to drink with them and hear their frivulent stories of the men they take to their beds with such reckless abandon. Via them you hear of all the shapes and sizes men can come in, and how it seems the larger a man you can find the better it will be. Often on the voyage and indeed at home in England you have found yourself thinking about a man with a large penis, your hands delicately stroking yourself imagining what it must be like. One story you have asked to be told and retold is about a young english noble, Sir Walker, who was a southern gent. Raised in London and educated at Oxford. He raised to distinction in the Navy before turning pirate after a superior officer hung half the crew for refusing to fire on an unarmed merchant ship. Captain walker as he was then known took the ship at night killing the officer and he and his men became pirates together. This part of the story was not what caught your attention so much it was his nickname, Long Gun, the men in the Navy called him this because on board the ship he took was a cannon of such size that it could out range any current ship of the line. The women however said that it was because his penis was the length of a flintlock pistol. This at first did not register with you until one of the younger girls procured a pistol and placed it on the table. You gawped at the size of it and your mind created an image of a man with such a weapon. They also told you that this captain was also strikingly handsome and that no woman ever captured by his crew was mistreated and that often they would be to stay on board for the chance to bed the legendary captain.
    You catch a crew member leering at your and you give him a wink. Truth be told you love the attention, it is the very reason you wear your riding jodpers as opposed to a flattering dress. For they are skin tight and you are very proud of your perfectly round bottom. You wish a man that you yearned for would one day spank it as you ride him. You bite your lip, realising your nipples have become quite hard and decide that perhaps adjourning to the aft to your cabin might be a good idea.
    You take two steps before a dark shape appearing from behind a nearby atoll causes you to stop. You look harder, its a ship a large man at war it seems, yet you see no colours. As you look a cry goes up
    " All eyes starboard pirate vessel bearing down on us, roll out cannons prepare to repel boarders"
    Your eyes widen and you see a black flag being raised, you turn to run below decks but suddenly your focus is blurred the air seems to be whooshing past you and then nothing

    You awake in the midships of a strange ship, signs of battle are everywhere, from the slick red deck to the smell of gunpowder. You look up and are surrounded by men all staring at you licking their lips rubbing themselves, you then notice each one has his penis out and you are aghast at the range of colours shapes and sizes and then what these men may do to you.
    " Back to work you miserable bastards, let the captain through"
    A grizzled man covered in scars barges his way through and you dread what this captain may do, but to your relief this is not the captain merely his first mate, for behind this grizzled bear like man steps a man of such striking looks you let out a small moan. He is topless from the heat of battle and his torso shines in the sun, his body is adorned with tattoos, most noticeable two flintlocks pointing down on his stomach. They point to what must be the largest penis you have ever seen. Him like the other men has his penis hanging out of a hole in his trousers, you realise why he is captain and also that his is the infamous Captain Walker. you bite your lip.
    "Take her to my quarters and strip the other ship, i want all its powder and shot and rum aboard this ship within the hour."
    With that he walks away and you are taken to his quarters in the aft.
    You enter a room that smells of pure decadence, gorgeous silk curtains and maple and oak furniture, a large desk, sofas, and a huge bed festoon the room. A table full of exotic fruit and meat and wine sits in the middle. The shipmen who brings you in and gestures to make yourself comfortable and that the food is for you.
    You walk over and take in the rich aromas. You pour yourself some sweet smelling red wine and drink it lost for a moment in the delicate nature of the room.
    The door behind you open and closes and in walks the captain, his impressive organ still hanging out for all to see and admire. You yourself drop your glass when you see it.
    "Dont worry lass, you'd be surprised how often that happens" You look down and notice that there is in fact a red stain around the table, from the other lucky women who have been brought in here.
    "I applaud you for your taste captain and your men for being so kind to me, for pirates you seem most hospitable"
    "Ah thankyou, yes we aint all that bad for pirates , but i dont think its our hospitality thats caught your eye" he replies noticing your own eyes seem locked on something .
    You blush, "i admit sir it is not often one gets to marvel at such a gift"
    The captain takes it in his hand and looks down smiling.
    "Marveling is one thing but touching is quite another"
    He walks towards you and you find yourself kneeling, his cock now hangs in front of your face and you open your mouth and take the large head in your mouth. you suck it and savour the taste, you feel it start to enlarge in your mouth and you take it out and stroke it with your hand as it widens lengthens and hardens in your grasp, you gasp as it seems to grow and grow finaly stopping just above his navel.
    You moan and realise why he has such a nickanme, surely this is the biggest cock a man could posses. You estimate it to be short of a foot but not by more than an inch and his girth to be something quite extraordinary. You feel your pussy throb and begin to soak through your jodpers. You bit yur lip and stand, the captain tears at your trousers ripping them from you, then you find yourself being lifted and turned upside down, his cock hits ou in the face and suddenly you are moaning and groaning as his tongue expertly licks and caresses your now enlarged clit. You find yourself unable to conrol what noises or sounds come out of you and soon you feel yur own juices running down your stomach as your pussy gets wetter and wetter . Suddenly your pussy tightens and you scream as you orgasm, but not only that you seem to squirt liquid all over th captains face and down your own body, you shake as you cum again and again. The captain lays you on the bed clearly pleased with himself. You lie there motionless in bliss. You get on your hands and knees
    "Fuck me you dirty pirate, fuck me with that big fat rod"
    He smiles and without hesitation thrust his etire length into your now dripping pussy. You gasp in pain and pleasure not expecting such a thing to enter you at once. You scream as he enters your pussy with such wanton lust and ferocity. his large balls slapping against your clit. You feel yourself cum again and your juice drips down his balls and rod as you squirt a second time. The bed is now wet with the sweat and your juice. You reach beneath you and squeeze the last few inches of his cock as he fucks you, this seems to send himm over the edge and he exits you and with his right hand pumps as long thick ropes of cum splash over your face and breasts, after a few spurts you open your eyes only to find him long from finished as more and more cum covers your naked body. You laugh as you slowly get covered in a sticky white film.
    He finally stops and collapses next to you, you turn to him.
    "I dont think I ever want to leave this bed"
    "Lass after that I dont think you ever should"
    He kisses you passinatly and you both fall asleep as the ship moves away from the now sinking Hind
     
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    please comment or criticize as this is me first writing
     
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    Writing a story in the second person tends to be tricky, because you are imposing the action upon the reader, and it's harder to maintain 'suspension of disbelief' when you are told what you are doing and what you are thinking. Especially if you do not have the anatomy the author is imposing on you.

    It's a good start. I'd suggest rewriting it in the third person, give the female protagonist a name, and breaking up that huge block of text at the start, cramming all the life history right up to the start of the action in one paragraph makes for difficult reading.
     
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