I pulled a pink negligee out of the dark oak dresser. The drawer is full of silk and lace. Naughty pieces of cloth to entice others to look on me with lust in their eyes.
I held the cloth up in my hands and smiled. It was something I had bought from my favorite shop back in Mon Plaisar. A lacy one-piece, slit down past the navel. It didn't really offer my large breasts enough support, but that was fine. It had a thong back with an eggshell blue bow set just above my round ass.
After putting on a pair of black high heels, I stepped out of my cabin and into the hall.
I passed two giggling crew women. Both looking sexy in matching sheer nighties. It was silk slip Saturday and everyone was dressed in lingerie. As I passed I turned to check out their cute asses. Sashaying back and forth. I just wanted to eat the two girls up.
I took my breakfast in the crew lounge. Enjoying the view of my beautiful crew in their various states of undress. Prettier, even than the beautiful view of mountains out the big picture windows.
A good score of crew girls were eating breakfast at the big wooden tables. Others were resting after their night shift. More than one set of girls doing some publicly heavy petting on the big comfortable couches scattered around the room.
"Morning Captain." My waitress bent way over to set my coffee and a ship's report on my table. Her big tits nearly spilled out of her small nighty. With a grin I slid a hand up her thigh and onto her silk clad bottom.
"How are things in the kitchens?" I asked as I squeezed her round derrière and slid a finger deeper between her thighs.
"Mmm, good ma'am." She answered. Still bent over as I molest her. Grinding her bottom back into my groping hand.
I smiled as Imogen and princess Eleanore entered the lounge looking for a place to sit. I finally let my waitress up and she retreated to bring me my food, as the two teens headed to my table.
My ginger cabin girl wore a bright green, short lace top, that just barely covered her big teen tits. She was nearing nineteen and her perky double-D's might still grow. Maybe as big as my own.
She also wore sheer lace boy shorts. Tight around the waist, and loose at her thighs. Her sweet cunny was covered by artfully places lace, but I knew it was a bare as my own lustful puss.
The princess looked a bit more demure next to her sluttier friend. It had been a week since we had found her. She had struck up a quick friendship with the redhead, and seemed to be fitting in quite nicely.
She wore a black silk negligee with white trim, like her pearly hair. The nighty hugged her royal curves close. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. The nipples on her big breasts poking through the fabric like they wanted to escape. Her tits were just a little smaller than Ginny's. Perky and cute.
The negligee hung nearly to her knees, so I couldn't tell if she wore panties or not. Though I did know from when we met that she had a cute little patch of snow white pubic hair.
She also had on a pair of white stockings. They covered her sharply calves quite nicely.
My body shivered with my desire for the teens.
Ginny grinned at me as they sat, pulling her friend along. Eleanore looked scandalized by the activities on the couches. I noticed as she sat that she couldn't stop watching the women though.
"Good morning you two." I smiled.
"Good morning Captain." Ginny grinned back.
The princess mumbled something. Then turned to me blushing. "Sorry. Good morning, Captain."
"And how are you finding my ship?" I asked the white haired girl.
"It's, it's very different from home." She started, her gaze slowly being drawn to a brunette, very definitely sucking the tits of a topless blonde. "Everyone is so friendly..." She sort of quietly trailed off.
"Ella, is a little put off by silk Saturday." Imogen told me. Digging in to her plate when it arrives. "I was surprised I could even get her to dress up."
"Well you look lovely, my dear." I told the young royal. She blushed again and couldn't quite meet my gaze.
We made small talk as we eat. Then I excused myself, and I am up to walk my ship. Leaving the teens to watch the Randy ladies.
I like to think I am no sloth when it comes to command. I know the names of everyone on my crew. I have a passing familiarity with everyone's duties. And a good idea of how the ship runs.
Silk slip Saturdays is just an extra incentive to check in with everybody. Not just my command personal.
I was in housekeeping where two girls had me pinned to the wall. The held my wrists above my head while we made out. They played with my big tits, squeezing and kissing. My pussy yearning for more.
Then the intercom whistled. "Captain to command car. Captain to command car." Came my First Mate's musical voice.
"Aww." Complained one of the girls as they let me go.
"Maybe later." I tossed back. Putting my boobs back in my lingerie as I hustled out.
With the damage my ship had sustained, I was worried. My tits bounced in their lace as I ran down the halls. Hurrying to command.
When I got there I found Aria and Hilga quietly arguing.
The beautiful blonde Elf was wearing a white night gown. It flowed from her neck to her ankles, covering everything. Well, it would have except that it was completely sheer. She wore nothing underneath, showing off every inch of her beautiful body.
Hilga wore a black corset that struggled to hold in her massive tits, and a matching lacy thong that nearly disappeared beneath her bulk.
"You called?" I interrupted.
The two women turned to me. Through the window behind them I could see the mountains shrinking in the distance. The beginning of lush hills that began to stretch out below us.
"We have a problem." Hilga announced. I raised my eyebrows as an inquiry. "We have too much load on the Duchess's fluorite resonating crystal."
I just shrugged and shook my head. The big woman sighed at my ignorance.
"The engines are designed, primarily to spin the propellers." I nodded. That's why we had two separate engine rooms. We used two large propellers to move the ship. "They use a whole system of devices to convert steam to electricity. For the rest of the ship's systems."
She held up a small purple crystal. I could see it crumbling a little between her pudgy fingers.
"An important part of that are these crystals. And ours are on the verge of breaking." She informed us.
"We will keep moving though, right? This won't stop our propeller?" I asked. A little desperate.
"Sure. We will all freeze, but we can keep moving."
"Do we have extra?" She shook her head.
"Medusa's was too damaged in the battle." She motioned to the crystal she holds. "The good news is we may be able to get more."
Aria spoke up, "We are coming up on a thermal valley. Apparently the crystals may be found there."
Hilga nodded enthusiastically. "Near steam vents."
My Elven first mate continued, "We will have to send a ground team. Our electronics won't last much longer. Correct?" She turned to the engineer.
Hilga nodded again. "Even flying low may be too tricky for our detector to find anything anyway."
"There's a village listed on our map. We should reach it tomorrow. We need to resupply anyway." The blonde said.
"Very well. Let's do what we have to." I told them.
The village of Brusand was quaint. Which meant there was no airship dock. We set down in a nearby field while Viva went to secure permission from whoever was in charge.
She came back with a smile and told me we were good. We also had the run of the local inn.
We tied the ship down and Kendra set up a leave rotation. I gave her permission to try and sell some of the fancy cheese we still had.
My plan was to enjoy the evening, then head out in the morning.
Imogen had begged to go. Claiming that she was never allowed on my adventures.
The princess asked to go too, but her heart wasn't in it. I suspect she just didn't want to be away from her new friend.
Kendra suggested Beauregard, the big lizard man. He had been staying out of my way since we pushed his employer overboard. I still didn't trust him though. I'd only ever encountered him around that loathsome toad Gorup. Which left a distinct taint in my thoughts.
The crew seemed to get along with him though.
In the end it would be me, Ginny, Joy one of our assistant engineers, and Nadira one of our security personnel.
I sipped a local wine at the inn and played cards with some of the girls through the afternoon. When a pair of local men walked up near dusk, I gave them a smile.
"You are the Captain?" One asks.
"I am." I reply in my bedroom voice. He wasn't bad looking. Plus I wouldn't mind a tumble.
"The Burgomaster would like to see you." He informed me. I stood and followed the men. If the mayor wanted me there could be trouble.
When they lead me upstairs to the inn's rooms I figured it isn't trouble, it's lust.
"Ah, Captain. Good to meet you." The pudgy man smiled. Standing as his men closed us in alone.
"Is there a problem?" I ask sweetly.
"Not a problem. More an...opportunity. After all you want things to go smoothly here for your crew?" I nodded trying to look demure.
"Then it would help to have me on your side. I would want a little something in return, of course." He grinned a fat weaselly grin. Then he unbuckled his pants, letting them drop to the floor as he sat.
I knelt down and tugged off his linen underwear. Finding a stiff little cock under a large belly.
