luxuriate in it, delving both hands in it, feeling its length along her hands as she gathered it in. Tina continued kissing her way across the flat surface of Claire’s stomach, noticing the ripples of her muscles as they contracted from the feel of her lips and tongue. She played momentarily in her belly button with her lips and tongue and Claire giggled at the sensation before Tina moved on.
Claire could not reach down and play with the hair anymore without sitting up, so she lay back to play with the ends and enjoy whatever the captain wanted to do to her body. Tina had not hurt her. She was causing the most delicious sensations to her. It had to be a sin, but Claire felt she had no choice. The alternative was being raped by unclean men, over and over again. The captain was the lesser of two evils and what she was doing to her could not possibly be a sin, it felt too good, too... right .
Tina realized Claire had relaxed enough to let her legs fall apart naturally. She slowly drew her body down between the legs, nudging them apart further with her broad shoulders. She looked down at the fur between her lover’s legs and actually found it a pleasant sight; hidden in there was the jewel she was looking for. She was a pirate and they had a fondness for jewels; she would find it if it was the last thing she did. She reached to part the folds with her hand and found a welcome sight. The clit was full and engorged, waiting for her touch, her tongue, and her lips. She inhaled deeply of her new lover’s scent as she settled between her legs and began to touch with her fingers.
Claire moved restlessly. She did not realize she was becoming impatient, for what, she knew not. She only knew that the captain held the key to finish this torture. Her body was building to something and she felt restless, unsettled, and anxious. She started to writhe a little.
Tina sensed her unease, but indulged herself in looking, feeling, and smelling. She enjoyed a woman’s body, in all its forms. She enjoyed big women, small women, petite women, and muscular women. She had even enjoyed a large woman or two in her time, but she liked being in charge and felt small with them, even when she was the dominant one. Making a woman feel good about herself made Tina feel complete. She reached down and felt the wetness between Claire’s legs, relishing the feel of the bounty that was waiting for her, that she had caused. She fingered it all over the virgin’s clit and folds, then she leaned down for her first taste, and the blonde nearly bucked her off.
Claire could not understand what a woman did to another; she did not fully understand what a man did to a woman. But this , this could not be right, this could not be wrong...? She felt so good, and when the captain began playing with her wetness, she was embarrassed and then delighted, and she did not understand why. The first touch on her engorged clit had her bucking up for more contact.
Tina held onto her captive by her hips, reaching up with her free hand to capture a breast and massage it. She used her shoulders to hold Claire where she wanted her while she explored between her legs, enjoying the taste and scent of her. Her fingers played with the copious amounts of wetness that were leaking out of her captive. She slowly worked her fingertips around the center as she watched Claire’s reaction. She was squirming, and it made Tina smile as she licked at the engorged clit and played.
Never had she known that there were nerve endings there! It was where she relieved herself, was it not? She did not know, she had never touched there except to clean herself, and hurriedly, as it was unclean, or so she had been told by her governess. She was surprised that the captain would go there, but apparently she knew things that Claire did not, and the sensations were causing her head to swim.
Gently, Tina inserted a finger into Claire’s