SYNOPSIS: Aided by Princess Medea and her favorite lady-in-waiting, Lascivia, Jason has stolen the Golden Fleece from the city state of Colchis, which is located on the eastern shore of the Black Sea. He had been commissioned to do so by King Pelias of Iolcus, who was Jason's uncle, and who had murdered Jason's father, the previous king. Pelias had promised to abdicate in favor of his nephew, who should have been the king by right of inheritance, once Jason returned with the stolen prize. With the Fleece in his possession, Jason is attempting to do just that in his boat, the Argo, which was built especially for this mission.
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Powered by some of the mightiest men in Greece, the Argo sped across the waters of the Black Sea. Nobody in Colchis even knew the Golden Fleece had been stolen until the guards started waking from their drugged slumber and sounded the alarm. By the time any kind of marine pursuit could be launched, Jason and his cohorts had at least an hour head start. Even without the advantage, the Argo was designed for speed and could have easily outstripped the swiftest boat in the fleet of Colchis. Jason was well aware of this fact, but he still urged his men to make the greatest possible speed.
Prince Apsyrtus, the son of King Aetes and the head of the army and navy, was aware of it also. Jason's second in command, not wanting to arouse any suspicion or animosity, had shown him around the Argo, and the prince noted its lightweight structure and how it was designed to virtually fly over the water. Apsyrtus was as good a judge of fighting men as he was of boats, and he had also observed how muscular the Greek crewmen were, and how athletic. Considering these two factors, he was certain there was almost no possibility of catching the thieves by sea.
Nevertheless, he ordered the three fastest boats of the fleet, each carrying heavily armed warriors, to go in pursuit. That was just for show, and possibly to fool the Greeks. He was aware that Jason and his men would need to stop for water and other provisions, and he knew where they would need to go to find them. The prince took a detachment of the very best young soldiers in the Army, mounted on the very best horses available, to race them to the nearest of the likely places.
There was a certain advantage in knowing where their quarry would need to go, and Apsyrtus hoped to use that edge to get there first. With luck, Jason and his men would stop and try to replenish their supplies at nearer places, only to find game to be scarce and the water to be brackish, and they would waste time while they were finding that out. By the time the Greeks reached a place where they would be able to find what they needed, he hoped to be there, waiting for them at the head of his force.
He acknowledged the Greeks were probably better fighters than his men, but he would have the advantage of numbers. Furthermore, Apsyrtus expected the Argonauts to be fatigued from hours of rowing, and he believed his men would also have the intangible advantage of fighting for their country, while the thieves were just fighting for ill-gotten gain. The prince was a good judge of boats and fighting men, but knew little or nothing about psychology.
Besides his advance knowledge of where the Greeks would need to go, Apsyrtus had an advantage that he couldn't have known of. Jason hadn't known of their presence either but, after five hours of steady rowing, it was time for his men to take a short break. Such rest periods were necessary; not even strong athletes like the crew of the Argo would be able to continue pulling on their heavy oars indefinitely.
As they sat, resting at their stations, four young women came out of the shadows. They were among the most beautiful women of Colchis, a place noted for the beauty of its female population, and among the most sexually skilled and active. They had spent the previous night cavorting with the Argonauts and now, after resting up from those erotic adventures, they all wanted to cavort some more. Like almost all the people of that land, they believed nudity was necessary for the best sex, so none of them was wearing a stitch of clothing.
Almost all the Greeks, upon seeing the young beauties, let out a roar of appreciation. This was especially true of those who had enjoyed the sexual favors of at least one of the four hotties, which included a large part of the crew. Jason was not so happy. The purpose of the rest break was resting, so the crew would be able to row more and faster. Its purpose was definitely not to have the men wear themselves out fucking, even though he had to concede the naked women were all eminently fuckable.
He briefly considered ordering his men to jettison the stowaways, but discarded that idea. It probably would have resulted in a mutiny, so it was not even close to being a viable alternative. Medea and the Lady Lascivia were on board, and he and those two alluring women would be sexually pleasuring each other, and the democratically minded Greeks would not tolerate such command privilege. Besides the perceived unfairness, all the members of the crew really wanted to disport themselves sexually with the four young lovelies from Colchis, and Jason certainly couldn't blame them. A compromise was obviously necessary. The rest break was over anyhow, so Jason ordered his man to resume their rowing. However, he did not include every one of them.
"My Dear, Sweet Ladies," he began addressing the naked stowaways. "I know you are looking to enjoy yourselves here, in the way the women from Colchis are known to love, by bestowing your sexual favors on the men of my crew and receiving their favors in return. I know they also want to share those sexual favors with you but, right now, we have important business to attend to. So, each of you pick out one man, and take him back to the shady area you just left, and do whatever carnality you and he may choose to do. When each of you is through with your first choice, come back and, if you want, select another for your mutual pleasures, and let the first man return to his work."
The women saw nothing seriously wrong with that plan, although one of them would have preferred being able to enjoy more than one partner at a time. Each of them chose one crew member, and the four naked women and the four lucky men returned to the place where the inadvertent stowaways had been sleeping. In a matter of seconds, the sounds of rustling clothing, followed by giggles and moans and whispers and similar noises that indicated happy sexual activity began to emanate from their dark retreat.
The rest of the crew resumed hauling on the oars, and the craft started forward again, but not as fast as it had gone before the interruption. The men chosen by the women were four of the best and strongest oarsmen, and the loss of them was noticeable. In addition, those crew members who continued to row had their own priorities. No man wanted to be too tired, when it was his turn, to fully enjoy the skilled sexual favors of the beautiful women, so they all put less effort into their work than they otherwise would have. After an hour, the four happy women, accompanied by their first partners, emerged again and they selected four new men. The first four sat back at their oars, but not even the hardiest of them was able to apply his full strength after an hour of sexual frolicking with the horny woman who had chosen him, and the boat slowed even more.
The activities in the shadows were not a secret from Medea, or from Lady Lascivia, and both of them started thinking how much fun it would be to emulate the other women. They could have pleasured each other, and often had but, in their hurry to flee Colchis, they had neglected to bring anything from their extensive collection of sex toys. Taking turns eating and fingering one another's pussies would have been fun, but not as much fun as what Jason and every other man in the boat could do for the man-in-the boat of each of them. Medea knew she had the most influence with Jason, so she seductively approached their leader, who had promised to make her happy, and voiced her complaint.
"Jason, my Lord, some of the common women from Colchis and some of your ordinary crew members are disporting themselves sexually, and others have done so earlier, while still other men will be debauching themselves and the women later. Yet I, a princess, and my most faithful lady in waiting are forced to sit around as if we were tender, protected children. You, too, are being deprived of the carnal pleasures that we would be so glad to provide. Where is your sense of fairness? Do you believe, or do you not believe that you and we have as much right to sexually enjoy ourselves as anybody else does?"
As a matter fact, Jason did believe that he and the princess and her lady in waiting did have every bit as much right. Furthermore, the sight of the four naked, sexy women, combined with the thought of what he and Medea and Lascivia had done two nights before was making him horny as only a healthy young man can be. The knowledge of his head start and how much faster his boat was than any in the fleet of Colchis made him confident of his ability to continue making good his escape. This, in turn, convinced him that he could take a sex break with the two beautiful women, who were eagerly available to him, without endangering his mission.
"My Lady, I apologize. Let us, you and I and the lady Lascivia repair to our sleeping mats, and the three of us shall frolic together in the same way as those other persons you have mentioned."
Grinning, Medea turned to her lady-in-waiting and waved for her to join them. Jason and the two women went to the opposite end of the boat from where the women from Colchis and the second group of crew members were happily pleasuring one another. Once the three horny young people divested themselves of what little clothing they were wearing, they were ready for the same kind of activity.
