Chapter 3 - On a boat for the first time

Dawn peered through the open curtain, casting rays upon the wooden floor, a single streak fell upon Aeris's face. The sudden burst of light shocked her awake, but she couldn't move. Eyes closed, she struggled, it felt like she was being squished by something. Slowly she cracked open her eyes, only to discover that She was stuck between Loriel and Roul. Underneath her, Lori slept soundly, breasts squished against her back, and arms wrapped around, just under her own boobs. Aeris then made the discovery of Roul on top of her, or rather the fact that his hands were smushed into her orbs. Slowly, she noticed more and more, her mussed hair, her aching lower body, and the streaks of cum covering her.

Try as she might, she could not remember the night before. Bits and pieces were coming back to her. She remembered being naked, and kissing Loriel, and the interesting act they did for Roul, but afterward she couldn't remember a thing. She peered around the two bodies encasing her.

Staring at her pelvic area, she had a thought that worried her. Had she given herself to Roul? She might make the same sex jokes they threw, she might have the silly, bawdy nick-name, and make little advances on her partner, but truth be told, she was a virgin below the belt. No stranger to acts involving her mouth and tits, she had never had a cock down her pants.

The more she dwelled on the idea, the more it excited and worried her. Though the idea was kind of scary to her, it also made her wet. She loved her partner, he had been her partner for a long time, and her friend even longer, and she was pretty sure he felt similar, but as per military rules, onewould have to quit for them to get together as a family. The thought was never far, even when she shoved it from her mind, as she did now.

She was still wet from her dream of sleeping with Roul, when her bindings woke up. Loriel woke first, squiggling against the girl atop her, arms pushing Aeris's boobs up. A soft yawn escaped the dark lips of the older girl. Roul woke next, his tired muscles reflexing, and in effect, groping her. The man wasn't quite awake, but the action excited Aeris, which was not something she wanted now. Roul lifted his head, from the crook of Aeris's neck. "Good morning," he murmured out, giving her a light kiss. Aeris blushed at the action, he'd never done something that bold, she contributed it to the sleep-groginess.

From behind her, Loriel shifted slightly, and whispered into the other girl's ear, "Looks like someone is still wanting more of last night." That, along with the following snicker confirmed it for Aeris, she had had sex with Roul. Both relief and upset washed over the girl. Moments later, her thoughts were interrupted, Loriel's hands had moved onto her rear, squeezing and shaking it, or more accurately, pushing her against Roul. Feeling his body start to react, she cried out in embarassment, and flung herself away from the two, barely escaping their bodies. She rolled across the floor and retrieved her pack, dashing to the door, pulling its iron. Ring, and finding freedom into her own room.

Inside she washed up, and dressed herself, all in a burst of adrenaline fed worry, her armor sat on her wierd, for she had equipped it haphazardly. Her hair remained messy, and she withdrew into herself. Aeris drifted downstairs in a daze, but what she saw down there shocked and horrified her awake. The bars patrons from the other night all laying in their hardwood chairs, flacid cocks hanging out, stains of white all infront of them. All the exhausted me layed there, in their comfortable sleep.

Aeris ran outside, to get away from all the reminders of sex. Outside she walked through the murky  swampland, clearing her mind. For a time she simply fled her thoughts with walking, until she noticed the sun's high position atop the clouds. She dashed back to the town, racing to the inn.

Once returned, she found the bar mostly clear, aside from the regulars, and her company. Walter beckoned Aeris over. "So good of you to join us!" He remarked sarcastically, "Now then, we can get on with this meeting. First and foremost! What I saw last night was astonishing, and not in a good way. You idiots will never do that again, correct?" The members returned a saddened yes.

Aeris interjected, "Uh, if I might ask, what exactly did happen last night?"

"You idiots had a three-some in the middle of the bar, with Loriel on Roul's manhood, and his fingers in your womanhood." He glared sharply at the three. "Now then, we are to charter a boat to Booty Bay, and from there, a boat to Ratchet. We can't risk going into Jaina's territory with the regular boat here." A unanimous nod showed their understanding.
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Two hours later, they rested comfortably on a galley. Walter had confined everyone to their and their partners cabin bunk. So Aeris sat with Roul in awkward silence. "Um, Roul, about the other night I'm -" He cut her off.

"I am extremely sorry about that. I should not have done that, it's my fault." Aeris groaned at his attempt to take all the blame.

"It is not all your fault, dummy!" She raved, "What I was tryingto say was that I'm sorry it went like that first, I should've done this a long time ago." she unexpectedly lunged for her partner, forcing him back on the bed. "Let's do it right this time," Aeris remarked, cutting all retorts off with a preadatorial kiss to him.
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Only a short time later, they were already knee deep, or rather, throat deep. She had once more taken his mammoth of a weapon to her mouth, swirling her tongue around and about the tip, planting soft kisses all along it, and pressing the whole thing down her throat. He laid back, hands on her head lightly. "Ah! I-I'm gonna-" His warning was cut short by his action, and this time she was ready, swallowing as much as possible, the thick fluid coating her mouth. When she pulled away, several strands came with her, connecting her tinague to the head. He then flipped her over with a deft maneuver, and primed himself to penetrate her.

"W-wait!" She cried out, "Be gentle, th-this is my first time." Roul nodded, and eased his cock up to her slit, slowly pushing in. The mere touch had already excited her, fluid was pouring out of her, and a soft moan slipped her lips. With that encouragement, he pushed in. She gasped and gripped the sheets, blood leaked down from her on to the bedding. She gasped for a few more breathes, before shsifting slightly, and the real event began. With a powerful shove, he began pounding her, in and out he went, the wet noises of sex emanating from between them. Her moans grew louder the deeper he got. His hands caressed her breasts, electing more noises from her. She started helping him pump, forcing her hips back and forth, in tune with him, until he reached all the way into her. He continued to slam away at the end of her, as she moaned with ecstacy. In a final movment, he pulled out, and came all across her body.

Worn and exhausted, he flopped down next to her. She wrapped shaky arms around him, "I'm glad my first time was with you." She whispered to him.

The other cabins were on the verge of two things, for the sailors, it was ejaculating, for her comrades, it was killing the two for being so loud. All in all, the first night of the boat ride was an interesting one, for the whole crew.