Under the Caribbean Moon
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Category:
Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
6,047
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Under the Caribbean Moon
Disclaimer: These creative characters are not mine, but if they were I would lock the male ones in a room and make them do dirty, horrible things to each other all day. =P
Notes: Slash and other wicked things will be coming soon. I was to lazy for beta testing, so please send spelling errors, grammatical errors, and suggestions to my email.
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"Mr. Sparrow,” spoke the hoity-toity, and a tad bit tipsy Elizabeth, “I don’t think I’ve had entirely enough rum to hear such talk."
Jack smiled sadly and straitened his moustache. Of course a fine lady like her would have to be pretty drunk to want a scoundrel like him. He downed the rest of his rum and flopped back drunkenly onto the sand, apparently passed out.
Elizabeth smiled and put down her drink. “Well that takes care of that!”
She was about to get up and go about her business when all of a sudden Jack sprang into the sitting position and slurred, “Well love, had enough rum yet?”
Good God, she thought, the man was a bloody reservoir! And now he was coming towards her! She fell backwards onto her elbows, trying to wriggle away, and he slowly came after her on all fours. He lost his balance however, and fell on top of her, pressing himself against her. She gently writhed beneath him, trying to wiggle out from under him without him realizing she really didn’t want him and was trying to play him for a fool. What the hell was she going to do? Now she was trapped beneath a very drunk, not to mention very aroused, Jack the bloody pirate!
“Elizabeth” he murmured, putting his weight on one elbow and caressing her lips with the thumb of his free hand.
For a moment, the world froze for Elizabeth. Fear and something else gathered deep within her lower belly, making her suddenly very excited. “Jack?”
“Yes, love?”
“Jack I--“ Her words were cut off when his lips, very gently at first, then firmly, touched hers, dragging her into her very first kiss. Her hormones went into overdrive as Jack’s hand slipped up the bodice of her chemise* and roughly began massaging her breast through the material, stroking her nipple with his thumb.
Abruptly, he stopped. Elizabeth bit off a whimper and ground her hips against him, trying to get him to go on.
He looked at her. “Ah, Miss Swan, I cannot continue.”
Elizabeth was livid. “Why the bloody hell not!”
“What about Will? Aren’t you in love with each other?”
Elizabeth looked away. “I love Will, I really do! But Jack, you see, when Will was a young boy and was first apprenticed to be a blacksmith, there was a terrible, terrible accident. Jack, Wil a e a eunuch!”
Jack looked shocked and amazed as he began taking his shirt off. “You don’t say! You know, I always suspected that the boy--”
“For God’s sake, shut up!” Elizabeth ran her hands over his chest, stopping to toy with his nipples. She moaned his name. Jack contemplated just ripping off her knickers and savagely thrusting into her again andin. in. Instead he ripped open the ties of her bodice so he could see her tits and paw at them with his coarse, calloused pirate’s hand. This seemed to excite her even more and she began uncontrollably grating her hips against the rock-hard erection Jack was pressing to her.
“Jack” she panted, “you’re so hard . . .” He silenced her by kissing her roughly, jamming his tongue down her throat. Impatiently he drew up her dress and began to press and work his fingers into her clit, which he could feel pulsating through the wet, sticky material of her knickers. Somehow, albeit awkwardly, they got her chemise up and over her head and out of the way. Jack’s impatience gave way to sheer frustration, and Elizabeth shrieked with surprise when he finally tore away her knickers. He was harder than hard now, and more than ready. But the laces of his pants would not comply. He cursed and swore as he fiddled with them, but the Goddamn things just wouldn’t come undone.
Elizabeth saw that he was shaking with frustration and beginning to become frantic. “Here, let me,” she said and started to untie him. Jack nearly came at the feel of her delicate fingers undoing the laces at his crotch. And then, finally, at long last, his hard, throbbing member sprang free. Poor, sweet, virginal Elizabeth didn’t even get a chance to look at it, for Jack was in too much of a hurry to give her a show. He pushed her back onto the sand and climbed on top of her, spreading her thighs with his knee as he drove his cock into her for the first time. Elizabeth squeaked as he popped her virginity.
Jack growled. “You’re tight, lass.”
She buried her face in his neck. “I’ve never done this before.“
“Well then hold on, love” he breathed as he began thrusting into her open thighs. He drove in and out of her tight, wet pussy again and again until Elizabeth thought she was going to scream. She clawed as bas back so hard she could feel the wetness of his blood beneath her fingertips.
“Jack! Jack, what’s happening to me?” she half moaned, half shouted. When he could feel her ready to come, he reached down between their bodies to grab her aching clit to send her over the edge. Elizabeth came so hard she screamed, the violence of her orgasm taking Jack so much by surprise that he lost control and came too, filling her with his hot pirate’s seed (and perhaps a little Jack? Stay tuned for up coming chapters!).
Elizabeth sighed as Jack fell on top of her, quite sated. “Jack, that was . . . Jack?” He had fallen asleep. “Damn it Jack!”
End of Chapter 1
* A chemise was an undergarment in the olden times. I think it might have been what Elizabeth was wearing in the movie. Was it? Could someone help me out with this?
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Well? How was it? I know this chapter was a bit fluffy, but the story should get dirtier as it goes along. Really, there’s not going to be much of a plot, but things are going to get twisted! Stay tuned for more chapters! Next Chapter: Elizabeth and the Commodore. Slash in chapter 3, I promise!
Notes: Slash and other wicked things will be coming soon. I was to lazy for beta testing, so please send spelling errors, grammatical errors, and suggestions to my email.
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"Mr. Sparrow,” spoke the hoity-toity, and a tad bit tipsy Elizabeth, “I don’t think I’ve had entirely enough rum to hear such talk."
Jack smiled sadly and straitened his moustache. Of course a fine lady like her would have to be pretty drunk to want a scoundrel like him. He downed the rest of his rum and flopped back drunkenly onto the sand, apparently passed out.
Elizabeth smiled and put down her drink. “Well that takes care of that!”
She was about to get up and go about her business when all of a sudden Jack sprang into the sitting position and slurred, “Well love, had enough rum yet?”
Good God, she thought, the man was a bloody reservoir! And now he was coming towards her! She fell backwards onto her elbows, trying to wriggle away, and he slowly came after her on all fours. He lost his balance however, and fell on top of her, pressing himself against her. She gently writhed beneath him, trying to wiggle out from under him without him realizing she really didn’t want him and was trying to play him for a fool. What the hell was she going to do? Now she was trapped beneath a very drunk, not to mention very aroused, Jack the bloody pirate!
“Elizabeth” he murmured, putting his weight on one elbow and caressing her lips with the thumb of his free hand.
For a moment, the world froze for Elizabeth. Fear and something else gathered deep within her lower belly, making her suddenly very excited. “Jack?”
“Yes, love?”
“Jack I--“ Her words were cut off when his lips, very gently at first, then firmly, touched hers, dragging her into her very first kiss. Her hormones went into overdrive as Jack’s hand slipped up the bodice of her chemise* and roughly began massaging her breast through the material, stroking her nipple with his thumb.
Abruptly, he stopped. Elizabeth bit off a whimper and ground her hips against him, trying to get him to go on.
He looked at her. “Ah, Miss Swan, I cannot continue.”
Elizabeth was livid. “Why the bloody hell not!”
“What about Will? Aren’t you in love with each other?”
Elizabeth looked away. “I love Will, I really do! But Jack, you see, when Will was a young boy and was first apprenticed to be a blacksmith, there was a terrible, terrible accident. Jack, Wil a e a eunuch!”
Jack looked shocked and amazed as he began taking his shirt off. “You don’t say! You know, I always suspected that the boy--”
“For God’s sake, shut up!” Elizabeth ran her hands over his chest, stopping to toy with his nipples. She moaned his name. Jack contemplated just ripping off her knickers and savagely thrusting into her again andin. in. Instead he ripped open the ties of her bodice so he could see her tits and paw at them with his coarse, calloused pirate’s hand. This seemed to excite her even more and she began uncontrollably grating her hips against the rock-hard erection Jack was pressing to her.
“Jack” she panted, “you’re so hard . . .” He silenced her by kissing her roughly, jamming his tongue down her throat. Impatiently he drew up her dress and began to press and work his fingers into her clit, which he could feel pulsating through the wet, sticky material of her knickers. Somehow, albeit awkwardly, they got her chemise up and over her head and out of the way. Jack’s impatience gave way to sheer frustration, and Elizabeth shrieked with surprise when he finally tore away her knickers. He was harder than hard now, and more than ready. But the laces of his pants would not comply. He cursed and swore as he fiddled with them, but the Goddamn things just wouldn’t come undone.
Elizabeth saw that he was shaking with frustration and beginning to become frantic. “Here, let me,” she said and started to untie him. Jack nearly came at the feel of her delicate fingers undoing the laces at his crotch. And then, finally, at long last, his hard, throbbing member sprang free. Poor, sweet, virginal Elizabeth didn’t even get a chance to look at it, for Jack was in too much of a hurry to give her a show. He pushed her back onto the sand and climbed on top of her, spreading her thighs with his knee as he drove his cock into her for the first time. Elizabeth squeaked as he popped her virginity.
Jack growled. “You’re tight, lass.”
She buried her face in his neck. “I’ve never done this before.“
“Well then hold on, love” he breathed as he began thrusting into her open thighs. He drove in and out of her tight, wet pussy again and again until Elizabeth thought she was going to scream. She clawed as bas back so hard she could feel the wetness of his blood beneath her fingertips.
“Jack! Jack, what’s happening to me?” she half moaned, half shouted. When he could feel her ready to come, he reached down between their bodies to grab her aching clit to send her over the edge. Elizabeth came so hard she screamed, the violence of her orgasm taking Jack so much by surprise that he lost control and came too, filling her with his hot pirate’s seed (and perhaps a little Jack? Stay tuned for up coming chapters!).
Elizabeth sighed as Jack fell on top of her, quite sated. “Jack, that was . . . Jack?” He had fallen asleep. “Damn it Jack!”
End of Chapter 1
* A chemise was an undergarment in the olden times. I think it might have been what Elizabeth was wearing in the movie. Was it? Could someone help me out with this?
***************
Well? How was it? I know this chapter was a bit fluffy, but the story should get dirtier as it goes along. Really, there’s not going to be much of a plot, but things are going to get twisted! Stay tuned for more chapters! Next Chapter: Elizabeth and the Commodore. Slash in chapter 3, I promise!