Apocalyptic Pirates 6, page 23
“Oh, my godddd,” she groaned, and she dug her fingers so tightly into my shoulders that I felt there was no way she wasn’t leaving a bruise.
But I didn’t fucking care about anything like that at that moment, and as I slid my fingers out of Shannon’s pussy, she hung on to me with her breasts rising and falling in time with her raged breathing. She gave a breathless laugh.
“Oh, my god,” she panted. “I don’t know how you do it. You have fucking magic fucking fingers.”
“It’s just one of my many special talents,” I told her.
“Can I see your other special talents?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively and leaned forward on her hands and knees as though she was going to push me back down onto the deck.
But I was too quick for her. In one smooth motion, I swung her around and pressed her down on her back. Her shorts and sodden panties were still down around her knees, and I dragged them off and threw them aside.
I pressed Shannon’s wrists back against the deck and took a second to just admire the full glory of her as she lay naked underneath me.
Her huge brown breasts rose up, and her nipples were perfect dark buttons that responded to my touch. Then the gorgeous dip of her narrow waist that curved out with the glorious expanse of her ass and wide hips. Her smooth, flat stomach, and the glistening glory of her dark pussy lips gleaming between her strong, toned thighs.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” My voice caught in my throat, and I bent my head over her and pressed my mouth to her gorgeous breasts.
Her nipples rubbed against my lips, and as I kissed up Shannon’s cleavage, I breathed in her heady scent of sweat and musk and vanilla shower gel. I kissed up over her collarbone and along her long throat, and then I found her mouth and covered it with my own.
Shannon moaned quietly against my lips, and the sound sent a chemical fizz rushing through my veins.
My cock was rock hard and throbbing with desire, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I unzipped my shorts and pulled them down. My cock sprang free from my underwear, and I thrust the tip into Shannon’s waiting wet pussy.
Shannon gasped with sensation as my cock entered her, and I groaned in pleasure as the silky wet cavern welcomed me inside.
“Ahh,” Shannon panted. “More, Drew. Fill me all the way up.”
I slowly inched my way inside her.
“More,” Shannon complained, and she wriggled underneath me. “Please, Drew.”
Her wide eyes stared into mine. I locked my gaze onto hers as I thrust my whole length inside her pussy.
Shannon’s eyelashes fluttered, and she let out a long, breathless, ecstatic moan.
“Oh, my goddddd,” she groaned. “Your cock feels so fucking good inside my pussy.”
“You like how that feels?” I growled. “You like having my cock inside you?”
“Mmmhmm.” Shannon closed her eyes and arched her body underneath me. “I fucking love it.”
I began to rock inside her with deep, even thrusts.
“Do you like that?” I grunted. “How do you like that?”
“Oh, my godddd, yessss,” she breathed. “Oh, my god, that feels so fucking good, Drew, fucking yes…”
I increased my pace. I drove into her with such force that her breasts bounced on her chest and her tight, excited nipples rubbed against my chest.
Shannon’s pussy was like a silken sleeve, and having the hot, wet, heat of her juices on my cock was like a drug inside my system. I hooked my hands under her knees and pressed her legs open even wider. Her toes left the deck, and I pressed her hands over her head so I could get a good look at the way her breasts jiggled up and down as I thrust my cock deep inside her pussy.
“Mmm,” Shannon gasped. “You’re so deep inside me, Drew. It feels fucking amazing.”
“Your pussy is so goddamn slick,” I panted. “It’s like slipping into fucking velvet.”
“Mm, that feels so goooood.” Shannon let out a moan, pressed her shoulders back against the deck, and lifted her hips under mine.
This new angle was like flipping a magic switch.
Almost instantly, I felt Shannon’s body respond as I plowed into her.
“Oh, my goddd, yes, yes,” she almost screamed.
“You like that?” I panted. “You like how that feels?”
“I’m cumming,” she gasped in response. “Oh, my god, Drew, I’m cumming again.”
Her pussy constricted, and Shannon gasped and flung her head back as she gave herself over to her orgasm. Her body vibrated and shook with the climax I was giving her.
“Ahhhh,” she moaned. “Oh, fuck. Oh, yes.”
Goosebumps sprang out over her dark skin, and she jerked in almost a spasm of pure joy.
“Oh, god, that’s amazing,” she gasped.
“I’m not done yet,” I groaned.
“I’m not surprised.” She flashed me a breathless grin. “You’ve got the endurance of an Olympic athlete.”
I pulled my cock out of her pussy. Shannon’s juices coated my shaft, and it shone with the wet gleam of her excitement.
Shannon read my mind, and she flipped over onto her hands and knees and offered me her pussy from behind.
I could see the backward view of her slit and the way it was still dripping with pussy juice, and Shannon had barely settled herself when I grabbed her ass and dragged her closer to me.
I wrapped my hand in her hair and thrust my cock deep inside her.
Shannon cried out in pleasure as my entire hard length filled her up, and I began to pound away at her from behind.
“Ohhh, yessss,” Shannon moaned.
Her voice was shaking as every one of my thrusts rocked her body back and forth. Her breasts made a clap-clapping noise as they slapped against each other and bounced up and down on her chest.
The blood was whirling in my head. I had tunnel vision, and I couldn’t see anything that wasn’t the sleek back of Shannon’s head, and I couldn’t hear anything except Shannon’s excited pants and moans, and I couldn’t feel anything except the glorious tight heat of Shannon’s pussy as my cock plowed in and out of her lips.
“Oh, my god, that feels so fucking goooooodd,” Shannon moaned.
I reached around and pinched her bobbing nipples, and Shannon let out a moan that sounded almost like she was in pain.
“Drew,” she gasped, and suddenly, without any warning, she came again.
The sensation of Shannon’s pussy quickening on my cock was so sudden and intense that it drove me over the edge as well.
Black spots burst in front of my eyes, and I let out a wild groan as the pleasure possessed my body. Chemicals fizzed in my bloodstream, my limbs jerked, my heart was a roar in my ears, and I shot my hot cum inside Shannon’s waiting pussy without any restraint at all. It gushed out of me like a firehose, and I held onto her shoulders to steady myself as my cock emptied itself inside her.
Then finally, with a grunt and a gasp and one final thrust, I pulled out of Shannon and collapsed down on my back on the deck next to her.
My chest was heaving, and my heart was racing at a million miles an hour. For a few moments, I couldn’t even form words.
“Shit,” I finally managed.
“I know.” Shannon gasped out a breathless laugh. “Fuck. How does it keep on getting better every time?”
“You’re fucking incredible.” I turned my head to stare into her dark eyes. “You’re so fucking amazing, Shannon, your heart and your soul and your body.”
Shannon grinned at me and propped herself up on her forearms. The movement lifted her hips, and when I glanced down, I saw the trail of my cum still dripping down the inside of her thighs.
“Oh, shit,” I said in realization. “We didn’t use a condom.”
“Oh, man, Drew,” Shannon complained. “Don’t spoil the afterglow of one of the best sexual experiences of my entire life.”
“Aren’t you worried?” I asked.
“Hey.” Shannon shrugged. “I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
She didn’t seem to be at all concerned about it, so I pushed my concerns aside and went back to just enjoying looking at her. Shannon smiled at me, reached out, and traced her finger along my jawline.
“You’re something, Drew, you know?” Her voice was very soft. “I can’t think of anyone I would rather spend the apocalypse with.”
“Thank you,” I said with a chuckle. “It’s very mutual. I feel so lucky to be here with you guys.”
“I can’t believe it took dragons landing on Earth for me to finally start having good sex.” Shannon stretched luxuriously. “Scratch that. Having fucking amazing sex.”
“Seriously?” I said with my eyebrows raised.
“Yeah, I guess no other guy really did it for me.” The corners of her mouth turned up in a wry smile. “There was a guy I used to hook up with back at school. He liked to fuck to the rhythm of ‘We Will Rock You’ by Queen.”
“What the hell?” I burst out laughing. “You mean like…”
“Yep.” Shannon clapped out the three-beat rhythm to the song. “Which is a weird thing to have happen to your pussy.”
“I can imagine,” I said and stifled another laugh.
Shannon shook her head, and then she craned her neck back to look up at the sky. “I guess I should clean up and put some clothes back on.”
“Already?” I was only half-joking.
“Yes, already.” Shannon grinned.
She patted my shoulder and stood up, grabbed her discarded clothes, stretched again, and climbed down the hatch.
My own cleanup was much less involved than Shannon’s, and while she was still down below, I walked up and down on the deck and decided to check online to see if there was any more news about the Navy fleet.
It took a while for me to get a connection, and by the time Shannon came back on deck in fresh clothes and her hair still damp from the shower, I had only just managed to open up YouTube.
“What are you looking for?” she asked as she came over to stand next to me.
“Any news about the fleet,” I replied.
I searched through some of the most recently uploaded videos and found a vlog that had been filmed by someone in Guatemala. The video was entirely in Spanish, but the caption underneath the video was in Spanish and English, and from this we learned that the woman who had taken the video had filmed a fleet of ships passing by the beach near her home in the Port of San Jose.
The video was not much more than a few minutes of very grainy footage taken on a phone camera that was zoomed in to its fullest capacity. It showed a collection of boats sailing past the beach, but the video was too blurry to make out any discernible or identifying details.
“That’s helpful,” Shannon commented sarcastically. “What do the comments say?”
“‘This isn’t the Navy, you idiot’,” I read out. “‘What did you film this on, a potato?’ ‘Even if it is the US Navy, what’s the big deal? It’s literally part of their job description to go and help people in need’. ‘Sigh. Clearly none of you are patriots or know anything about what a valuable asset the Navy is to the American people’. ‘Yep, this comments section does not pass the vibe check. Why are you so surprised that the Navy would be acting like this? We live in a crooked country run by crooked politicians using the crooked armed forces to do their crooked bidding’.”
“That’s horrible,” Shannon gasped.
“‘Have none of you considered that the Navy might be mobilizing so they can try to stop the Coast Guard?’” I continued. “‘We all saw the video of the Coast Guard operation in the Panama Canal, but what evidence have we got that the Navy is also involved in that operation? I trust the Navy far more than the Coast Guard.’”
“Don’t read any more.” Shannon shook her head, and I was startled to see that her eyes were shining with the beginnings of unshed tears.
“Hey, it’s okay,” I told her.
I put my arm around her shoulders and hugged her. Shannon pressed her forehead against my chest and let out a long, tired breath.
“Sorry,” she muttered, and then she straightened, pushed back her laugh, and managed a weak laugh. “My emotions run high after sex, sometimes. I just hate that all these people are going to see this news and write off the entirety of the United States Armed Forces as crooked, soulless pirates who are just pursuing their own ends. This isn’t what the military is about, it’s not what America is supposed to stand for.”
“I know,” I agreed in a soft voice, and I rubbed her back reassuringly. “It’s a sensitive subject for you as well.”
“Yeah.” Shannon sighed. “I know Letty was freaked out the other day when it seemed like the Navy was going to be chasing us down, but she’s not wrong, you know? I want to believe that the military is made up of people like my dad and my grandpa, but it’s not.”
“It’s got to be a hard mental adjustment to make.” I nodded.
“Yeah.” Shannon sniffed and gave a weak chuckle. “Maybe this is the last of my innocence getting knocked out of me. I thought law school had managed to get it all, but I guess I still had some shreds of it left. I grew up with the narrative that the army and the cops had our best interests at heart. But now it’s just so patently obvious that that’s not always the case, particularly when you stop dealing with individuals and start looking at the systems as a whole.”
“It’s not just you who feels that way,” I reassured her. “There must be hundreds of families who are having to come to these same conclusions.”
“Yeah.” Shannon rested her forehead against my chest for a moment. “I miss my dad. I keep trying to keep up a brave front for the others, but I just miss him. Phoning him and talking to him on the phone is good, and I know it’s better than nothing, but it’s not the same as actually seeing him. I just want him to give me a hug and tell me that everything is going to be okay.”
I pushed back her hair and gently kissed her forehead. I knew exactly what she meant. As much as I treasured my phone calls with Sammy and my family, and I was still so grateful that I was able to talk to them as much as I did, it was still no substitute for the real thing.
“It’ll be okay,” I murmured. “You’re so strong. This is just a really tough time right now.”
Shannon sniffed and sighed again.
“You’re right,” she said. “I think–”
But her words were cut off as the terrible, hoarse sound of a dragon roar echoed around the beach.
Shannon and I stared at each other with wide eyes for one heartbeat of time, and then we were leaping for our weapons.
Shannon tossed me a rifle and spare magazine and then quickly shoved her knife back into her belt.
The rifle felt good in my hands, and I swung it up and around as I frantically searched the treeline for any sign of the rest of the crew.
A clump of trees shivered nearby, and I trained my gun on them in preparation of an attack. But it was just a flock of birds that burst out of the leaves as they shrieked out a panicked warning in response to the dragon’s roar.
I couldn’t see the dragon, either.
The beach was empty.
“Where the fuck are they?” I hissed in frustration.
“There!” Shannon pointed.
Ally, Letty, and Dia burst out of the trees and sprinted across the sand toward the yacht.
“Come on!” Shannon yelled in encouragement.
The women charged across the beach, scrambled up the side of the yacht, and bent over wheezing for breath.
“I told you not to go out of sight of the yacht!” I exclaimed.
“I know!” Letty made a placatory gesture with her hand. “And we didn’t, we could still see the yacht from where we were. We just went into the trees a little way. And look, we got so many greens!”
She held up the pillowcase bag, and I did have to admit that they’d collected a good amount of fresh food.
“Can you see where the dragon is?” Ally asked.
“The beach looks empty, but that roar sounded pretty close to me,” Dia said.
“I’m going to get the drone out and do another sweep,” I decided.
Shannon was already hurrying to fetch it for me.
The women stood with their guns trained on the rest of the beach and covered the surrounding area while I sent the drone whirring into the sky.
I followed the same pattern as I had earlier. First, I flew the drone right and scoured the jungle to see if I could spot any dragons or signs that dragons had passed by.
But the area was silent, and apart from more birds who stared at the drone as it whizzed by and let out squawks of indignation when it got too close, it was empty of life.
I flew the drone left back to where we’d previously seen the trashed resort and abandoned air strip.
The shapes of the huts below appeared out of the trees. They looked exactly the same as when I’d looked at them earlier. It was just a collection of trashed huts in a little clearing in the trees.
“There’s nothing there.” Dia frowned as she stole a quick look over my arm at the drone camera screen.
“I’m going to take a closer look,” I replied.
I didn’t want to send the drone down too low to ground level. Normally when I was scouting out an area, I preferred to keep the drone very high up so as to avoid any potential encounters with anything on the ground. But in this instance, I needed to get a closer look at the area, so I flew the drone a bit lower so I could get a ground-level view of the clearing.
I zoomed the drone down lower and carefully flew it in-between the huts. Something that hadn’t been visible from the air was that the structures were actually built on stilts, and the steps that led up to the front doors of the huts were on an incline so they were more like a ladder that bridged the gap between the door and the ground.
Which meant that there was a gap of about four feet high between the ground and the bottom of the huts.
“Oh, god,” Dia whispered.
The others were leaning in to grab a quick view of what was going on.
“No,” Ally protested. “Surely not. There’s no way that space is large enough.”
“What’s that, though?” Letty pointed to a dark furrow by the side of one of the huts. It led directly underneath the floor.
