Chapter 43 – 43 – How to Fall Into a Quagmire
‘What does our daughter want to become?’
‘Great pirate! I want to be a great captain like my dad!’
Twelve-year-old Morgan Tomko’s dream was to follow in her father’s footsteps and become an enemy of glamorous notoriety.
But after her fifteenth birthday, her thoughts changed slightly. She wasn’t tired of being a sailor. Because Morgan, in her father’s blood, loved salty water.
However, I slowly started to become interested in other things as well. For example, something like a man of the opposite sex.
It was thanks to the light tongues of other sailors that she opened her eyes. Thanks to her thorough camouflage, the sailors assumed that Morgan was a man and had no hesitation in sharing everything with their mate.
Fishing rod, knife, gun, table, clothes. Sometimes even toothbrushes are confused about who the owner is.
And, without fail, Morgan was invited to the giggling, candlelit, dirty talk contests in her cabin.
Of course, if Captain Tomko had known, she would have been shocked, and indeed, several people were dragged away without knowing why, but Morgan usually did not refuse and participated.
It was a good opportunity for the sailors. Because it was a place where we could legitimately make fun of the fearsome son of Tomko.
‘Yes, your brother dealt with three people in one night? ‘G-Z, really?’
‘Of course, there were three of my younger brothers. There was only one woman. ‘What did you expect?’
‘···I’m proud of you, idiot. No way.’
‘Lol. In the first place, you believe that only male bachelors satisfied three women in one night.’
Whenever they talked about what they had done with their dockside lovers and prostitutes, their navigator floundered, clearly showing his inexperience.
The sailors laughed and made fun of him. But it was unclear which was funnier.
Not one of the guys who said they knew women like the palm of their hand noticed that Morgan was the only woman in the room.
“Does that make sense? I’ve already been caught by three or four people…”
Morgan, interrupted by her story, sat down on me and placed her hand on the hilt of her dagger.
“···I’ll listen until the end. I’m sorry.”
Perhaps Tomko was intentionally keeping a dark eye around his daughter. There may also have been a guy who noticed and took off his pants and tried to approach, but his captain’s chest bullet may have punctured a wind hole and he may have fallen into the sea. There were one or two people who slipped off the railing while urinating and disappeared.
Whatever the reason, Morgan eventually developed her curiosity without any romantic history until she passed the age of twenty.
And at some point, she started biting her nails. In the vague agony between curiosity and frustration.
What on earth is sex? What mystery is sleeping in the pants of children with peppers?
“Doyo howouiaaeu?”
This time, Morgan, interrupted by Eshen, frowned at her.
“What are you muttering while looking like raw fish that has been completely peeled off?”
“It seems like you haven’t thought about trying it with your fellow sailors.”
“···Your skill at understanding idiots is amazing.”
“This dog…”
“He’s a bitch.”
“I understand that too.”
Eshen, who was tied up naked, twisted her bound body as if to hit her, but Morgan smiled happily and responded with only his middle finger.
Even in this situation, you still fight. Both of them have great spirit, as if they don’t even have a mental breakdown.
“With my boatboys with salty breath? Am I crazy? Besides, I’ve seen these kids since they were so young, so they only feel like family or brothers to me. Do you think you can grab your uncle or younger brother and fuck them?”
“That’s what it feels like.”
“Besides, what do you think will happen if I grab a random sailor and ask him to take off his pants? If something goes wrong, not only my reputation but also my father’s reputation will be shaken.”
“But am I okay? I’m just a porter. If I get caught, it won’t just end with my gender being revealed.”
It is good to see such rumors circulating. ‘The porter even ate the daughter of Tomko, the conqueror of the sea. ‘Incubus-like squires who are crazy about lust.’
In that case, not only me but also Morgan would be branded with a stigma that would be difficult to lift up.
···Tomko will try to hit my head with a deck hammer.
I dreamed of a life that, although not brilliant, would not be a mess. As a porter, I decided to live by refraining from doing anything else.
But why am I being fucked up so spectacularly? As I was trying to forget Tomko, who I imagined was constantly rushing to kill me, Morgan looked her up and down and blushed a little.
Of course, the top is my face… And the bottom is my dick. Morgan was still looking around at my penis with curiosity.
The breath that I don’t know is hot. As if encouraging patience.
“Actually, back in the day, I fantasized about meeting a handsome prince from an enemy country who challenged Tomko, or a hero who borrowed our ship to challenge something like an undersea devil, and so I took off the virgin in a flashy manner…”
“Byuushii.”
“···He was right this time. He was an asshole. The only idiots who dare to challenge Tomko are the ones with no right brains, and there is no undersea devil in the world who can survive in the arms of the sea goddess. And.”
After swallowing her saliva, Morgan carefully put out her lips and gently nudged her glans.
And Eshen’s sneer as if asking what he was doing made even his ears turn red.
“You’re pretty good-looking, and your skills are pretty good. If this is your first experience and you only get it once, you should let someone who’s good at it.”
“Skill is important. It can be done by someone who has experience controlling the strength and weakness.”
When her sister nodded her head, Morgan seemed to regain her courage.
She lightly kisses her glans again and again. As if he thought that would turn me on.
Just now, I was passionately going back and forth in my sister’s arms. There is no significant stimulation in such a light caress.
However, her fresh ideas were starting to go haywire.
“Besides, you keep our secrets strictly, right? In fact, just like you did before, you show off… So…”
Morgan looked back at her sister, then lowered her head, unable to meet her eyes.
“Anyway, the noise was loud, but no one showed up yet, let alone my dad.”
“Even if you do it more passionately than we did, your father won’t know. It’s soundproof, so do whatever you want.”
Her sister smiled warmly and licked the shell of Morgan’s ear. A violation of the senses on a completely different level from her lukewarm kiss. Morgan frowns and lowers his face, which gets even redder.
··· It looks like smoke will come out of her head. It’s definitely the first time. Her expectations also seem incredibly high.
Eshen commented coldly.
“Cheer up.”
“What?”
A virgin beach bitch.
“I don’t know this time.”
“It felt like some sort of curse. No, that’s enough. I’ll think about that later.”
Morgan shakes her thoughts away by shaking her head, she nods her head vigorously and looks determined.
“First, let’s kiss.”
“Kiss?”
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“Hehe, hehe…!”
To be honest, I also felt a little dizzy.
A 20-year-old with the appearance of a handsome boy who would make many women cry. He has a cool height that seems appropriate when asked to raise anchor in a bold manner outside.
That guy now has the expression of a complete female and is greedily devouring my mouth.
Her bangs are matted to her forehead with sweat, and her breathing is heavy as she tries to keep them clinging to her. Saliva is sticky. Both of our jaws are tangled together until they become sticky.
It seems he liked the texture of the kiss he tasted for the first time. The tongue that is hastily inserted is too deep.
When I gently slide his tongue and wrap it around once, he grabs my collar and clings to me while his eyebrows flutter.
She’s not like Eshen, who is cautious for fear of hurting me with her strength, and she’s not as skillful and dense as the sister who seems to have been born to preach lust.
Normally passionate. This simplicity and mediocrity, which I have never experienced before, disgusts me even more.
Where did my self-control and sense of duty go?
Could it be that the reins that I had held back until I was twenty-four were so loose that I couldn’t tell whether the path I was taking was an enchanting paradise or a desert?
Now, the fear of fucking Tomko’s daughter has long since been erased from my mind. The evidence is the way my fingers naturally slide under the belt of Morgan’s leather pants.
The smooth skin, which is clearly divided into burnt and non-tanned areas, is swept and touched as if crossing a border. He hugs your shaking waist tightly, overlaps your lips more deeply, and massages your head while stroking it leisurely.
Any sensation is new. It’s cute that he’s struggling and doesn’t know what to do. Her buttocks, which are not big but voluminous, are elastic and soft.
As she slowly removed her t-shirt, Morgan let out a wary groan. But on the other hand, she cooperated obediently and raised her arms.
The size of her exposed breasts is similar to Eshen’s. I couldn’t bear it anymore and pulled down her underwear with my teeth. Even as she shivered in goosebumps as the fibers brushed against her nipples, Morgan subtly thrust her breasts forward.
An expectant gaze. I guess I have to do my best to respond. Slowly and painstakingly.
Thick, well-shaped nipples are tempting. Taking caution into account, I slowly massage from the periphery.
Other than that, there are no special skills. In his imagination fueled by all sorts of pretentious stories, Morgan may have been hoping for something like that.
It just wakes you up like a leisurely knock. Nerves that had been sleeping under the clean, milky skin.
“This…Is strange…”
I hold it in one hand, savoring its texture, and even drenching my saliva on the ends where the light pink gradient stands out.
Morgan’s cool, outstretched limbs twitch slightly. The pleasure is so unfamiliar that I am not even skilled at expressing it, but that makes the reaction more certain.
“Usually… Ugh. Is it always like this…?”
“What is it like?”
“Tell me honestly, otherwise I won’t know.”
As her sister whispered sweet words of encouragement, Morgan confessed as she glared at the ground, her eyes filled with tears.
“It feels like my crotch is throbbing.”
“I’m in heat.”
The sister’s rebuttal seems to be decisive. Without hesitation, Monica slipped her hand into the front of Morgan’s pants, who was flinching in embarrassment and shame.
The crotch that allows someone’s touch for the first time jumps up in shock. A strange feeling of jealousy arises at the fact that it is not me.
Monica held out her index and middle fingers in front of Morgan and spread them out to either side of her. Her love juice, which was fully coated with her, hangs down like a spider web.
“On a virgin subject, so wonderfully.”
“Uuuuuk…”
“I think I’m fully prepared, Tan. Then, shall we start the actual game step by step?”
I was so wet that I couldn’t get any more wet. That’s clear.
The juice flowing from anticipation was clearly more than enough to be used as a lubricant.
Still. And yet.
“Wow! It hurts!”
···Okay. That’s right.
