Port City Minato
THE FOLLOWING MORNING ASH AND his companions wonder into the once bustling Port City Minato. Eleni had made no mention of the previous night to Ash so he had not bothered to bring it to her attention and instead focused on the mission.
"We need to find a ship to take us to Gillbaris Island," Ash says as the step through the city's massive stone structure that serves as its gates. "We'll go to the tavern and ask around," he says pointing. "Eleni, Huxley and Kira, we'll meet you back at the inn."
The three nod and head off toward the inn with the supplies leaving Ash, Clint and Diego alone in the street.
"Hmm," Clint says. "It's strange. Last time I was here, this was a lively and bustling port city."
Diego slaps him on the back. "Maybe it still is. You just don't know where to look."
Port City Minato Tavern
"ALRIGHT," ASH SAYS WHEN THE group enters dusky tavern. "Let's spread out and find someone and Diego we don't have time to—"
"I know, I know," he says holding up his hands in surrender.
"Good," Ash says with a nod. "Split up and we'll meet back here."
The three split up and begin speaking to the many patrons in the tavern. Neither of them having any luck as everyone of the tavern's patrons show any interest in helping or fear of sailing on the open water.
Eventually Ash and Clint give up on their pursuit and meet back at the entrance of the tavern.
"I couldn't find anyone," Ash says solemnly.
"Nor I." Clint shakes his head. "Everyone fears this Hassan the Pirate and refuses to brave the open sea. It explains my earlier concern for the state of the city."
"There is always the Port of Chai-haim to the south we can try."
"That would take us too long," Clint argues.
"What other choice do we have?"
"Wait a minute," the bartender says. "There is one chance. Nah, forget it. He'd never do it."
"Tell me. What?" Ash asks curious.
"Well his name is Grog Drinkwater. He was a great sailor once, but his younger brother was killed by Hassan the Pirate and he hasn't been the same since."
"Then let's go have a talk with this fellow Grog," Ash says."
"Hold on a second," Clint says. "Where's Diego?"
Ash frowns. "Damn it. I told him we didn't have time."
PLACING HIS MOUTH OVER ONE nipple, Diego sucks it hard into his mouth. He lets it go with a plop and then starts biting the nipple ever so soft, but enough to hear Stacey moan. He moves to her other nipple and starts the same.
He keeps this up for a little while then trails kisses to her navel where he lets his tongue lick the edge and then the hole. After a short time Diego again trails kisses down to her clit, placing himself between her legs.
He puts his arms under her legs and lifts them up then spreads apart her pussy lips, which are now dripping with juices and dives in with his tongue. He rims her pussy then sticks his tongue in as far in as it can go before rolling it around inside her. The act pushes Stacey to the edge and her moans fill the room.
Diego moves to place his mouth straight over her clit and grips it between his lips. He sucks and flicks his tongue on it. Stacey explodes like a firecracker. Reaching up she grabs his head and pulls him into her as hard as she can.
As she starts to subside from orgasm, Diego raises himself up just enough and places his cock into her pussy. Her pussy is tight and wet, but he is able to slip right into it, holding her legs down against her chest. He begins pistoning his cock in and out of her, picking up speed until he squeezes his eyes closed and shoots his load deep into her.
He opens his eyes to see both Ash and Clint standing in the doorway of the small room, both with grins on their faces.
"I guess it's time to go?" he asks.
"Essentially," Ash nods.
Grog's House
GROG'S HOUSE LIES ON THE western most edge of the port city. It is a small house compared to most houses in the area and filled bottles of rum all over the place. In the middle of the sparsely furnished house is a man with a bottle in hand and two women on the rug.
Ashley plunges down on Grog and Tracie gasps when she sees how much of his cock disappears into her girlfriend's mouth. Ashley gags slightly but holds him in deep. Her mouth smothers Grog in tender warmth. Her lips are sealed tight around his shaft, still more than an inch from the base.
"Fuck, it's big!" Ashley exclaims when she pulls back up.
"I think I've grown a bit recently," Grog laughs. Ashley turns her attention to his throbbing head, sucking it tenderly and letting her tongue swish circles around it. Tracie takes the opportunity to move in for her first taste of cock.
Tracie's mouth latches on to his shaft halfway down, her tongue awkwardly pokes and prods him. She begins to slide up and down, slathering the side of his cock and moans with joy. Two tongues bathed his cock until it is dripping wet.
"Your turn," Ashley says, holding Grog's cock steady. Tracie moves up and opens her little mouth and moves very slowly, struggling just to stretch herself wide enough. She holds his head in her mouth for long moments, sliding her tongue around and experiencing new tastes and sensations. Grog reaches down and takes her hair into his hand, both to keep it clear of her face and to gain that extra ounce of control that every man loves to have, and Ashley shimmies up next to him. Ashley's hand wrapped around his, both of them holding Tracie's head on his cock and they locked in a kiss.
"My fifteen year old girlfriend is sucking your cock," Ashley whispers to Grog.
"Well, actually," Grog says between gulps, "she's my fifteen year old girlfriend now too." Ashley giggles and crawls up to her knees, positioning her beautiful breasts in range of his searching tongue. He sucks them gently, mixing in a few bites and nibbles and Ashley reached between her legs as Tracie continues to suck Grog.
Ashley crawls back down and begin to kiss and lick at the areas of Grog's cock that Tracie can't reach. A few more tender sucks from Tracie and he is panting, a hot load of cum surges up ready to explode. Grog bellows as a thunderous wave brakes from him. His cum gushes into her in long and powerful bursts. She holds her mouth on his flexing cock firmly but she has no chance to handle the torrent he unleashes on her mouth. In no time it floods and a thick, white river pours from her bottom lip and rolls down his shaft.
Ashley is there to collect, lapping at the overflow and enjoying her feast. Grog feels Tracie gag and more cum spews from her mouth, soaking him. She pulls free before he finishes unloading, a final burst splashing up and streaking across her cheek. Her lips are cloudy white and her mouth hangs open, strings of cum filled drool dangles.
Grog falls backward to the floor and takes another sip from the bottle. Then Ashley feverishly climbs up and plant her pussy it firmly on his cock. Then there is a sudden knock at the door, but the man ignores it.
Ashley rides Grog eagerly, moaning. Tracie crawls her slender form over to Grog and straddles his face and gently eases her pussy onto his lips. She faces Ashley and the two kiss and fondle each other as each slowly grinds their pussies on him.
"Excuse me?" Ash calls from outside the door.
There are three more knocks on the door that follow, but the man doesn't even bother to pull himself away from the women.
Tracie tastes sweet and heavenly. Her pussy is tender, warm and soft and it responds with spastic action at each tickle, kiss and probe. Her clit is a tiny, sensitive bump and she jumps each time Grog teases it. Ashley impales herself on him, moaning into her girlfriend's mouth each time Grog's cock crams up against the deepest walls of her pussy.
"Anybody home?" Ash calls again from beyond the door.
Three more knocks follow and still no response follows from Grog.
"I'm coming in," Ash warns.
Ashley carefully pulled herself free as the door opens and Ash, Diego and Clint all walk inside. Still, Grog and the women continue, apparently oblivious to the world around them.
