Chapter 6
The Captain's Yarn
The next time I was alone with Captain St. John I asked him to tell me how he became so intimate with Yeats and what he meant by telling Laura that he had fucked his sister in his presence.
"Well, Queenie, I must of course obey your command. I knew Mat's father well. He and his family sailed in my ship when they were first coming to the island.
"Mat was then a lad of fourteen, and his sister Bessy was one year younger Some time afterwards I had it in my power to extricate Mat from a very ugly situation.
"He had been drinking with a lot of wild young fellows, when nothing would satisfy them but to break into the Governor's grounds and rob his conservatory.
"The Governor detected them, and he and his servants tried to capture them. There was a severe struggle and one of the servants was killed. Mat was stunned by a blow and taken prisoner; but the rest, who were really the guilty parties, escaped.
"The Governor declared he would have Mat tried for murder; but by great exertion, and especial interest I induced him to pardon Mat and allow the affair to be hushed up.
"This made the whole family very attached to me, and I passed the greater part of my time on shore with them. Mat, especially became my most devoted ally. He never left my side and at length he prevailed on his father to allow him to go to sea with me. He was entered on the ship's books as my apprentice, and has sailed with me ever since; he has passed all his xeamina-tions creditably, and is now full mate, with a promise of a ship next trip. We lived together, drank together, and like most sailors we had our favourite girls in every port.
"There was a pretty little black-eyed girl called Susan living in Bridgeton, Barbados, of whom I was very fond and used to visit regularly when I called at that island. Mat accompnaied me the first time I went to her after he came aboard. Although then eighteen he had never as yet fucked a girl, so I told him he ought to begin with her and try his apprentice prick in her cunt; but he was modest and begged me to show him the way
"So, to please him, I mounted Susan in such a manner that he could see the whole operation. When he saw me fairly at work, it was laughable to see the state of excitement he got into. His face flushed his eyes sparkled and his hands trembled as he came close to us. Then, eagerly watching my prick as it darted in and out, he pushed his hand between us and felt the distended lips of her cunt.
"He hardly gave me time to finish before he was on her, with his virgin prick in the hot recess which I had moistened and prepared for his entrance. He quickly discharged, and then almost immediately commenced a second course-much to Susan's intense delight.
"I, too, shared in the fun by fingering their arseholes while they fucked. After this we always had the same girl one after the other, and used to toss up for the first fuck. We often talked of these things when at sea. and several times when highly excited we examined and frigged each other's prick. I told him that I hardly ever looked at a girl without thinking of her cunt and picturing in my mind what it was like. He said it was the same with him. Even when he was kissing his sister he could not help thinking of her cunt, and that on one occasion he saw it and actually kissed it.
"I asked him to tell me how that happened. He said they were riding together in a thickly wooded place when her mare put her foot into a hole, stumbled, and threw his sister head foremost among some large, thick bushes. He ran to lift her up and found her caught in the branches, with all her clothes over her head and her legs kicking in the air, and through the opening of her drawers he saw a pair of hairy pouting lips and a beautifully red interior.
"When raising her up, he could not resist pressing his face between her thighs and kissing her cunt. 'Oh, it was so soft and warm,' he said, and it had such a delicious smell. I just held her in my arms while I took one long, luscious kiss, and then set her on her feet."
"She was not very much hurt, and was quite able to ride home. I asked what was the colour of the hair on her cunt, and he told me it was a rich golden hue, and that while the skin all round was of a clear pearly white the insides of the lips were a deep red.
"'Why, Mat, you have given me such an exciting description,' I said, 'you make me want to see your sister's cunt myself."
"'And why not, old fellow! I don't begrudge you looking at it, and fucking it, too, if you can, providing you are careful to do her no harm; but I know I can trust you, for you have already shown me it is quite posssible to enjoy a good fuck with a girl without doing her any injury."
"Bessy sometimes came on board to see her brother and bring him presents of fruit and home luxuries. On one of these occasions we had all been drinking together and Bessy, having imbibed a tolerable amount, was inclined of be merry. Mat suddenly lifted her up and plopped her down on my knee, saying: 'Put your arms around him, Bessy. I know you are fond of him, and he deserves it. Now give him a kiss like a good girl-it will please me as well as him."
"She threw her arms around my neck and held up her sweet little mouth for a kiss. Mat kissed her, too, and at the same time pressed his knee between hers. Then, lifting her skirt, he pushed my hand under her petticoats.
"She did not recognise my hand at first but thought it was Mat's knee that was pressing up between her thighs. So she leaned back while I went on kissing her, and being excited by the drink, she had taken she readily opened her thighs to let her brother's knee press up higher. I supported her with my arm round her waist while my hand slowly worked its way up between her legs outside her drawers until I reached the opening; and then, in the soft, warm nook at the bottom of her belly, I found the sweet sanctuary I was in search of. My fingers at once spread over the swelling mound, so richly covered with silky hair; then, pushing down my middle finger, I pressed it into the moist chink while with the other fingers squeezed the fat lips on either side.
""Oh! What are you doing?' she cried. 'Take your hand away, captain and let me get up."
"'Bessy, behave!' said Mat. 'Captain St. John won't harm you. Let him keep his hand there. You are bound to obey your brother,' and he forced open her thighs which she was trying to keep closed. She lay back sobbing, and still trying to keep her legs together, but in such a way that convinced both her brother and myself that she was only waiting for a sufficient display of force on our part as would satisfy her conscinece that she only yielded to compulsion. So Mat, with a twinkle in his eye, said, 'If you don't stop this nonsense I'll pull up your petticoats, and then we shall both see all that you have there and which you keep so religiously covered up from the world."
"'Oh, Mat,' she said, 'why do you treat me so? Captain St. John has a wife. Let him go to her if he wants this kind of thing."
""Yes, but she is old, ugly and sick,' he replied. 'She may even be dead now for all we know to the contrary, so don't bother about her."
"Then without further delay he boldly lifted her dress, which was half up already, until we caught a glimpse of the bright hair over her cunt as it gleamed through the open slit of her drawers.
"'Mat, let down my clothes!' she cried. 'Oh, I shall dies of shame! Captain St. John, I thought you were fond of me. If you were, you would not let him expose me."
"'It is because I am fond of you that I have been longing to feel and see your lovely cunt; and it is indeed lovely-beyond the power of words to express. Stop struggling, there's a dear. Lean back and open your legs-more-still more, my pet."
"I suppose I must let you have your own way,' she said, 'for I am tired. I can't fight against you both,' and she lay passive in our hands. Mat then lay her head on his lap and watched me as I unfastened her drawers, pulled them off her legs, and then drew up her chemise. Oh! What a scene of loveliness was disclosed to our enraptured gaze: the rich, creamy white of her smooth, round belly was delicious to look upon, set off as it was by the warm glow of golden hair on the mound which marked its junction with her two voluptuous thighs and clothed the valley between.
"Pushing in between those fleshy columns, I spread them open as widely as I could. Then it was that we got a full view of all the beauties of her cunt glistening now with the dew of love as she became conscious that we were regaling our eyes with the naked loveliness of its sceret charms.
"As I observed how Mat gloated over his sister's maiden sweets, the thought passed through my mind it will not be long, my boy, before you seek a closer acquaintance with these hidden charms now so enticingly open to your view.
"'Now, St. John,' exclaimed Mat, 'did I not give you a true description of this sweet nest and its surroundings?"
"'Indeed, Mat, the reality far exceeds your account, favourable though it was; for in my opinion no description could do full justice to its fascinating powers."
"I bent forward to the lovely shrine, kissed its pouting lips, and rolled my tongue in its fragrant recess.
"Mat meanwhile unbuttoned his trousers, drew out his prick, and placed it aganst his sister's cheek. I was not slow in following his example and quickly put the head of my tool between the moist lips of her love chink.
"'Oh, captain, take it away,' she said. 'I can't let you do that."
"'Be quiet, Bessy,' said Mat, 'he is only making his prick kiss you cunt."
"'No, he is pushing it in. Don't, captain, please don't. Oh! It is hurting me! What are you doing with it?'
"'Fucking you, darling Bessy, with your brothel's consent, for he knows I won't harm you. I'm fucking you with my prick and driving it in and out of your cunt! Fucking! Fucking! Fucking!' each time sending my prick home, and making my balls smack against her bottom.
"Meanwhile Mat, inflamed by the sight, pressed her face to his prick and pushed its head against her mouth.
"'Open your lips, dear,' said Mat, 'and let it go in,' and immediately the big head of her brother's prick filled her mouth. He then placed one of her hands on its shaft, whereupon her fingers at once closed round it, and to his great delight she instinctively frigged it up and down.
"I could no longer retain my seed. So, remembering my promise to Mat, I hastily withdrew my tool from the inner passage where the risk was and laid it along the chink of her cunt. Then, pressing it between the soft lips, I poured a hot stream of spunk harmlessly over her belly, while at the same time the pent-up sperm from her brother's reservoir spurted into her mouth and ran in warm gushes down her throat.
"From that time onward we had many pleasant scenes with Bessy. Once the ice was broken she let herself go with all her heart and sported with her brother and me with the utmost freedom, although they both refrained from the last and greatest pleasure of all, still. She did not object to letting Mat pet, and even suck her cunt, and openly enjoyed playing with his prick and making him spend in her mouth. Indeed, that was the way she gave him relief when he became over-excited from watching us while we fucked. But as yet he had not attempted to fuck her-nor did she seem to want him to.
"She now sometimes brought her maid with her, not without design, I thought; for the girl was young and pretty, and Bessy often said she pitied her brother, unmated as he was.
"However that might be, Mat soon managed-to gain the maid's consent, and after watching me fuck his sister he used to run off and cool himself in her willing receiver.
"At last he coaxed her to go with him into the saloon and frigged her there in front of his sister.
"Bessy now became so familiar with the ways of love that she readily joined in the fun and she and I together held down the maid while Mat pulled up her clothes, got between her legs, and openly rammed his prick into her cunt.
"After this, Mat and I stripped her naked, then Bessy, and finally ourselves.
"We spread carpets and rugs on the floor and rolled about together in one intermingled mass of legs and arms, bottoms and faces.
"Mat, the cunning fellow, suggested our tying bandages over their eyes so that they couldn't see what we were doing. Then he whispered to me to fuck the maid by way of a change.
"I need not tell you, Queenie, that there is nothing a man appreciates more than a fresh cunt, and swiftly getting on top of her I soon found my way into her soft recess.
"Mat, however, had his own object, for throwing himself on his sister he eagerly kissed and sucked her cunt; then, mounting her, he drove his prick into her quim without the slightest scruple.
"She must have felt some difference in his style of fucking from mine, for putting up her hand she hastily removed the bandage from her eyes. Then, seeing her brother on top of her, she cried, 'Oh, Mat! Stop! Do you know what you are doing-fucking your own sister!'
"'Why not, Bessy?' he answered. 'I have kissed your cunt, and watched it so many times being filled with St. John's prick that I could stand it no longer. I felt that I must fuck you myself, even though you are my sister-and let me tell you, dear, I find your cunt all the nicer,' he said as he panted over her.
"She made no reply, but I observed she pressed him lovingly to her breast as she moved up in ready response to meet the quick prods of his excited prick.
"I shared in their transports, and only wondered how they had refrained from it for so long. So, leaning towards them with my prick still in the maid's cunt, I kissed her and said, 'Bessy, my love, confess; don't you enjoy being fucked by Mat all the more because he is your own brother?'
"'Yes, I do,' she replied. 'It is lovely being fucked by my own brother. Mat has a fine prick, and he knows how to use it.' And heaving up her bottom, she clasped him tightly in her arms.
"Don't hurry. Mat,' I said. 'This is our second or third bout. Take it quietly, we'll enjoy it all the more,' and I thrust my tongue into Bessy's mouth while still working my prick slowly in the maid's cunt:
"'All right, old fellow,' he replied, putting his hand over my bottom as we lay alongside one another, and catching by balls he pressed them so luxuriously with fingers that they ejected their contests, and my prick poured the bubbling fluid into the open cunt so ready to receive it and pay it back with interest . .
"We sailed in a few days, and the next time I saw Bessy she was the wife of a rich old planter named Hobbs; in fact, none other than your old friend whom your father calls Lizzy and fucks whenever he gets the opportunity.
"And now, Queenie my pet having answered all your questions and made a full confession of my amours, let us have another fuck."