Butt Coin Ch 10

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TLDR:

Following his escape from the hands of the Lesbian Pirates, Marty is finally reunited with his Spanish, Lesbian girlfriend Esmeralda who fills him in on all that has been happing behind the scenes with Butt Coin and their new strategic alliance with the International Sisterhood of Lesbians. And finally, Marty and Esmeralda get to make love.

This is the tenth and last chapter in the Butt Coin saga. I probably could have ended the Butt Coin saga with the last chapter, but I felt like I owed it to Marty, Esmeralda, and the other characters to leave them in a good place. Not to mention, I wanted to tee up some future ideas that I've hinted at throughout the series. Undoubtedly some readers will be upset that there isn't enough hardcore fucking in the chapter, and all I can say to you is 'fuck off.' However, to all of you who stuck with me throughout all ten chapters, 'Thank you.'

-LadyBuxom

If you are wondering what's going on in the story, I would happily suggest you go read the previous nine chapters because a lot of shit has happened. However, if that's not possible, please let me give you a little recap of the story so far...

Butt Coin Ch 1

: Marty's friend Sven comes up with a crazy idea to build an anal sex based crypto currency called Butt Coin. Shortly afterwards Marty has to leave country for work, but when he returns, he finds that his business partner is missing. Then by chance Marty discovers that Maria, the kindly older seamstress down the street, now makes Butt Coins and is willing to make one with him.

Butt Coin Ch 2

: Marty gets held hostage by four sexy Brazilian women who are looking for Sven. The only way Marty can escape is by showing them the merits of Butt Coin.

Butt Coin Ch 3

: Marty is forced to go to his ex-girlfriends, wedding. While there he accidently ends up have sex with his ex-girlfriend mother who then shits on her daughter's bridal bed.

Butt Coin Ch 4

: Marty comes home from work to find Maria the seamstress at his door. She needs him to help her run her first BCGBP (Butt Coin Gang Bang Party). Afterwards Marty finds a led on his missing business partner who might be living in Spain.

Butt Coin Ch 5

: Marty travels to Alicante Spain but his led goes cold. However, he runs into a beautiful Spanish woman named Esmeralda and it's love at first sight. The only problem is that she is a lesbian who isn't ready to have sex with Marty. To make things more awkward, Marty is forced to trade a Butt Coin to an older estate agent in return for some information that might led to the possible whereabouts of Sven.

Butt Coin Ch 6

: Marty finally finds Sven, only to learn that he has been falsely accused of rape after he had sex with hot older Spanish woman by the Mayor of Alicante and his friends as they attempt to steal whole Butt Coin project.

Butt Coin Ch 7

: Marty and Sven must meet with the local chapter of the International Sisterhood of Lesbians (ISL) to enlist their help in the fight against the corrupt mayor and his cronies who are attempting to steal the whole Butt Coin project. To secure the help of the ISL, the guys must demonstrate their latest crypto adventure, Lesbian Coin, which leads to a sizable girl-on-girl orgy.

Butt Coin Ch 8

: Marty is forced to attend a Butt Coin Gang Bang Party alone with a boatful of sexy mature French Algerian women where he will be the bait to trap the Spanish men who are trying to steal Butt Coin from him and Sven. Lots of Butt Coins will be made, but will he be able to resists the advances of the dirty women in order to stay faithful to his girlfriend?!?

Butt Coin Ch 9

: Following a wild Butt Coin Gang Bang Party the night before with a boatful of Spanish men and sexy mature French Algerian women that he can't quite remember, Marty wakes up naked in a make shift cell held captive by Lesbian Pirates. He does his best to talk his way out of captivity, but in the end his luck runs out and he is forced to take it in the butt from a Lesbian Pirate in a desperate bid to save everyone from captivity.

Enjoy!

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I sat there naked in the passenger's seat of the strange car clutching my wallet, cell phone, the Croc I lost when they dragged me to the car, and the old ratty blanket I was given at the compound before I was sodomized by a lesbian pirate with a strap on and was told that I was going to be sold to Al-Qaeda, while my Spanish girlfriend Esmeralda, who was still dressed in her yellow Nirvana shirt, camouflage trousers, and combat boots, raced down an empty paved road somewhere in North Africa.

Esmeralda must have seen the look of shock on my face. "Don't worry mi amor. We won. Butt Coin is safe. You're safe," she said again, before she leaned over and gave me a quick, reassuring kiss.

"This was all a set up?" I stammered out as I thought about the attack by pirates on the yacht during the Butt Coin Gang Bang Party and then being held captive along with the 36 other naked Spanish guys in that old resort turned prison.

"Si," she beamed while she sped down the empty road.

"But you were there the whole time?" I asked a little confused.

"At the compound yes, but on the ship no," she smiled in the dark.

"I didn't know it was you. I just thought you were another one of the lesbian pirates."

"It's called acting," Esmeralda said as she reached over and placed a reassuring hand on my knee. "In my spare time, I also do a little theatre."

"What about your glasses?" I demanded as I pointed to her yellow band shirt. "That's why I didn't think Nirvana was you."

"I'm wearing contacts, and my eyes are killing me. I really hope you appreciate all I do for you," Esmeralda joked as she raced down the dark road.

"Who were the women pirates in the compound?" I asked as we started to make our way around a long bend in the road. On the other side of the bend, we saw another vehicle pop up heading in the direction towards us.

"One second," she said as she reached up and grabbed me by the nape of my neck and pulled me headfirst into her lap. "It might be the police and the last thing we want is for them to see is a naked American man out for a drive this late at night."

Esmeralda held my head on her warm lap so I couldn't get up, but I was able to glance up to see her healthy breasts and the faintest trace of a nipple poking through her bra. She shifted the car down a gear to slow down a little in case it was the police, and then stared straight ahead as the other vehicle grew closer and closer. I watched her intently as the bright white glow of the other vehicle's headlight illuminated her face until suddenly the other vehicle sped by in the night.

"Just a delivery van," said Esmeralda as she let her breath out before she stepped on the gas and shifted up a gear.

She quickly ran her hand through my hair, still wet from the group shower us captive men were given in the ruined resort's old swimming pool.

"You can get up now," she laughed as she looked down at me curled up in her lap. "We're almost there."

"Where?" I asked as I sat up to see what looked like a proper resort only a mile or so down the still empty road.

"I got us a room," Esmeralda beamed. "In fact, I got us the best room on the whole beach!"

Before we got to the resort's main gate, and before she could elaborate anymore, we suddenly turned off onto what looked like a service road to the resort. It was a little bumpy and we were jostled about until we came to the back gated entrance of the resort. The back gate was lit up by some harsh yellow sodium streetlamps and guarded by a little old Arab man in a guard's uniform sitting in a little brick hut. Esmeralda stopped a good 10 meters from the gate, put the car in neutral, set the hand break, and then quickly jumped from the car. I watched as the little old man illuminated under the yellow lights quickly recognized Esmeralda and put away his pistol. The man made a point to look at me in the car, but from the distance he probably couldn't see me or if I was naked. Esmeralda quickly pulled out what looked like a hundred Euro note and passed it to the man, who instantly stood up straight, gave her a quick salute and then ran back to the guard hut to open the back gate.

"All done," Esmeralda said a second later as she climbed back in the car and took off the hand break. As soon as the gate was open, she threw the car into gear, and we raced past the gate guard into what looked like a small well maintained gated community.

We zoomed down a small little palm tree line road until we came to a series of fancy white stone vacation villas all of which were much bigger than my flat back in London.

"We're here," Esmeralda said as we quickly turned in to the driveway in front of one of the villas and turned off the car. She jumped out and ran over to my door, opened it, and helped me out of the car.

The air was sweet from some nearby flower bushes, and in the distance, I could hear a rumble that took me a second to place. "Is that the Mediterranean?"

"Yes," Esmeralda beamed as she wrapped my old blanket around me. "It's only a hundred metres that way, but we also have our own pool." Esmeralda quickly gathered up my wallet and phone, but decided to leave my Crocs in the car, then she helped me into our villa. We got to the door, and she pulled out her key card from one of the many pockets in her camouflage trousers. Then, as she was about to put the key card in the slot, she looked up and pointed at the name of the villa on a golden plaque above the door.

"The Honeymoon Villa," I laughed as she helped me through the door.

Inside the villa, the place was palatial with giant ceilings and white marble everywhere. Esmeralda dragged me into the master bedroom which looked out on to our private pool and in the distance, I could just about make out the sea and the first hints of blue in the sky.

The bed in the room was huge and covered in perfectly white linen that for a second reminded me of my ex-girlfriend's wedding bed in Scotland.

"Your clothes are here," Esmeralda said as she pointed to one set of drawers that lined the walls as she plopped down in an oversized plush armchair and began to unlace her combat boots.

I just stood there in my old ratty blanket still trying to process it all when Esmeralda stood up, kicked off her boots and then pulled her shirt and bra off next to me. Between her healthy breast dangled my document bag. She threw her arms around me and gave me a big wet kiss on the mouth. She tasted of sweat and coffee and had a strong smell about her like she had been beating Spanish men with a stick all day, which I suppose she was.

"Mi amor, I want you to know that I am ready to make love with a man," Esmeralda cooed in my ear, "but first I think I need a shower."

"I probably should take one too," I said before I suddenly yawned as I sat down on the edge of the giant, soft, white bed.

"Get some sleep," Esmeralda laughed as she quickly dropped her camouflage trousers and black panties, to show me her thick dark bush underneath.

"No, I'm good," I said as I fought to keep my eyes open and not stare directly at Esmeralda's hairy pussy.

"It's five in the morning," Esmeralda laughed as she pulled the documents pouch off over her head and then slipped it around my neck before she took away my ratty old blanket. "Go to bed. We will have the rest of our lives to make love together."

"Just let me sleep for a minute, and I will be fine," I lied to us both as my body and brain began to shut down.

"Good," Esmeralda said as she kissed me on the lips again before she pushed me backwards onto the soft, warm bed....

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For the second time in as many days, I woke up in a strange room, except in this one there were no naked Spanish men standing around or bars on the door, and this time I was alone. It took me a few minutes to remember where I was, and then a few more minutes after than before I even thought about crawling out from under the warm, soft blankets. In fact, I may have just gone back to sleep if it weren't for the fact that I was starving.

I slowly unravelled myself from the blankets and heaps of fluffy pillows and found that I was still naked except for the documents pouch that was tied around my neck. I thought about not opening it for a good minute until I gave into the temptation and unzipped the small bag. Inside the bag, still folded up, was the bearer share for Butt Coin Limited which I estimated a few days back was probably worth a good $100 million, if not more.

"Huh," I said to myself as I rezipped the bag and for a second thought about all that had happened over the last few weeks because of this one sheet of paper. Then off to my left, I felt a breeze on my arm, and I heard someone splashing around in the pool outside.

Slowly I made my way to the edge of the bed and heaved my legs over the side. Part of me was expecting to be in pain, like I was when I woke up yesterday in that makeshift cell, but today, other than a little soreness in my anus, I felt surprisingly good. My feet felt nice and cool on the tile floor of the room as I gently hoisted myself up.

Still naked, slowly I made my way towards the open sliding glass door and the wall of sunshine that was filtering through.

I stepped outside to see Esmeralda floating naked on her back as she lazily kicked herself across the pool. The pool was the center piece of a small private courtyard that was walled off on three side and on the other, open to the sea that sat not too far away.

Esmeralda's nipples were hard and jetted straight up into the early autumn sunshine. I wanted to stay and watch them forever but then something else caught my eye, breakfast. There on a small patio table was a full spread of breads, cheeses, and other breakfast items, including a rather large pot of coffee, all set for two.

My stomach grumbled loud enough that I caught Esmeralda's attention, and she rolled over on to her front. "Good morning sleepy head," she said as she began to swim over to the side of the pool to get out.

"I thought that I had dreamed all of this," I nearly cried out, as I ran over to the table to pour myself a big cup of coffee. I then took a seat on a bench at the table where I could get a good view of Esmeralda as she climbed out of the pool.

She could see me grinning like a fool at her, as she slowly climbed out of the pool and for a moment time stopped as she glisten in the southern Mediterranean sun. Once time started again, she grabbed a towel off of a nearby chair, quickly dried off, and then used it to wrap up her dark curly hair. Then she put on her dark rimmed glasses and smiled at me.

"Sorry. I know that I should have waited for you," I said as I couldn't resist and wolfed down a thick slice of bread with hummus on it and followed it down with some more coffee. "I'm just starving."

"I understand," Esmeralda said as she walked over next to me and pressed her still wet hips into my arm before she leaned down and gave me a wet kiss on the forehead. "Comer. Eat," she commanded me.

"Do you want some?" I croaked out with my mouth full.

"I ate a little an hour ago when they first brought breakfast," she said as she sat down on the bench next to me, but shifted a little sideways to get out from the shadow of the umbrella where she could dry off in the sun.

"How long was I asleep?" I managed to get out as I crammed two dates into my mouth.

She quickly reached over and checked the time on her phone. "It's nearly 11 AM now, so maybe six hours."

"I fell so much better today that I did yesterday," I said.

"You look much better too," said Esmeralda with a slight touch of worry in her voice. "I spent all day yesterday waiting for you to wake up. At one point I wanted to take you to the hospital when you were the last one still asleep, but Mena said no."

"Mena? Mena from the ship? She was also there in the compound?"

"Of course. Don't you remember the woman with the David Bowie, Rebel Rebel, shirt?" Esmeralda said as she stole a date from in front of me before I ate them all. "Mena kept telling me to wait because you got a double dose of the drugs they used."

"Rebel Rebel?" I said as I rubbed my left triceps. "That was Mena from the boat?"

"You didn't know?" Esmeralda laughed as she leaned in close enough to me for one of her nipples to touch my arm in order to pour herself a coffee.

"No," I said suddenly distracted by her hard nipple. "There's a lot I don't remember about being on the boat."

"You don't remember making a Butt Coin with Mena?" Esmeralda said as she gave me a sly grin.

"Did I...?" I trailed off for a moment. "Did she drug me?"

"Oh yes," Esmeralda said as she reached over and grabbed me by the back of my arm and twisted it around. "Right there. She told me all about it and asked me to keep an eye on it in case you are allergic to the drugs she used, or it gets infected."

"Is it infected?" I said as I tried but failed to look at the back of my own arm.

"No. Don't be a baby," Esmeralda said as she leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "I just can't believe that the Head of the International Sisterhood of Lesbian's North African Core let you of all people fuck her in the butt."

"If it helps," I squirmed. "I don't remember much about it, and I don't think I even came."

"Oh, no, you did," said Esmeralda as she kissed me again. "Mena proudly showed me the Butt Coin the two of you made together."

"Oh," I said as I thought about the hazy ending of the sex party on the boat. "But why did she have to drug me?"

"Mena didn't want you to do anything stupid and overly American, like trying to fight off the pirates, or anything. She called you a boy scout. So, Mena decided to drug you, and then when the ISL Pirates secured the ship, they gave you a second dose which is probably why you stayed out so long," as Esmeralda spoke, I could feel her hand on my thigh slowly start to shift towards my cock.

"So, all of the women working with Mena on the ship were in on it?"

"No, just a few. Those who weren't working for Mena are now safely back in Algeria and very rich thanks to you and all of your horny men friends."

"What about the ship's crew? The First Mate, was he in on it?"

"Not him or his junior crew, but the Captain had an idea that something would happen."

"Where are they now?"

"The ISL will hold them for a few more days and then quietly release them."

Esmeralda shifted over towards me on the bench until our thighs touched, then, with her pinkie finger, she reached over and touched my cock, which instantly throbbed.

"What about the Mayor, and Torres?" I said as I felt my heartbeat began to rise.

"Once Mena gets all the bad things those three men have done throughout the years out of Comisario Torres, they will give Comisario Torres his money and ship him off to South America like he wants. I'm not sure what will happen to Mayor Romero, but some of the men that they stole from have already been contacted and have started to call Mena back."

"What about Ferrer? I take it that this is the real bearer share for Butt Coin Limited?" I asked as I held up the little document pouch tied around my neck.

"Of course," smiled Esmeralda as she slipped her hand around my balls.

"Did you give him a fake share certificate?"