Desire Across the Seas E-Book

Trevon Carter

• Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

Days have passed since Theresa first saw what a black man could do. She's been trying to get close to her friend Alana, but is unsuccessful in reaching her on the ship. As her cravings of pleasure build, she finally manages to get a hold of her more experienced friend. Alana accidentally let's it slip that Theresa's husband, Adam, the very Captain of the Desire has been partaking in the pleasures of the ship's cargo.

Theresa doesn't believe her and asks Alana for proof. Alana initially hesitates but eventually gives in, leading her down in the middle of the night to see Adam in the act. Alana holds Theresa back and tells her not to retaliate but get revenge in a different manner, a more pleasurable manner. Theresa learns that Alana was in the same position years ago.

Alana offers to teach Theresa to take on the powerful Africans aboard the ship like her. Theresa isn't sure at first but her cravings and her thirst for revenge are too much to bear. As the Desire journeys across the seas, Alana teaches Theresa how to quell her desires with the power of the black men within the ship. Alana and Theresa creep down to the deep, dark, underbelly of the ship where they experience pleasures that only three big, black, powerful Africans can provide...

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Desire Across the Seas

By Trevon Carter

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Theresa sighed and picked at her food with her spoon.  It had been over two weeks since she last spoke with Alana.  They had occasionally seen or run into each other but Alana was always busy, or next to her husband.

Images flooded her mind as she thought back to the slave pounding in and out of Alana.  Her crotch grew warm as she remembered the rush of pleasure she felt with the slave's monstrous member sliding between her legs, teasing her with Alana's help.  She poked at the bowl of food before sighing and heading out of the Captain's quarters.

Her husband was out on the deck, staring off at the seas.  The journey home was apparently much more dangerous than the journey to Africa.  There were other slavers who sometimes boarded and took over other slave ships to steal their valuable cargo, pirates reinvented.

Across the ship, she saw her husband's first mate, Shawn, and beside him, his wife, and her newfound friend, Alana, looking through something in a telescope.  Theresa caught Alana's eye and waved.  Alana smiled and waved back but turned her attention to her husband.

Theresa couldn't help but feel as though she had slighted Alana in some way.  She wasn't entirely sure, as Alana had the personality to just tell things as they were.  If Alana did have any problems, she most likely would have confronted Theresa long ago.

She decided to head over to her husband and the others.  She might be able to pull Alana aside to chat.  She could feel the crewmembers' lustful eyes follow her as she made her way across.  Her husband saw her and his brows furrowed; he was not a big fan of her wandering alone on the ship's deck.

"Adam!"  Theresa shouted as she got closer.

Her husband put his hands on his hips and shook his head.  He glared over at Alana.

"You are such a bad influence," he muttered.

Alana laughed and continued talking with Shawn as Theresa made her way up the steps towards them.  Adam extended a hand to help her with the last step up.  Theresa smiled at her husband and straightened her dress.

"I was just so bored," Theresa said.

"You still shouldn't travel around this ship alone," Adam replied.

"What are you guys doing?"  Theresa inquired.

"There may be a storm coming this way."

"A storm?  Oh no," Theresa said worriedly.

"Nothing to be weary of.  It's a passing storm.  The ship may get a bit rocky but we'll survive," Adam said.

"Sounds exciting," Alana quipped.

Theresa looked over at her, locking eyes.  She tried to read her but couldn't tell whether or not Alana was upset with her.

"Alana, can you go grab my compass and the map I was drawing last night?"  Shawn requested.

"Of course," Alana said as she walked by Theresa.

Theresa took this as a chance to try to follow along and get a chance to talk with her.  As she began to trail Alana, her husband grabbed her by the arm lightly and pulled her back.

"Going back so soon?"  He asked.

"I thought I could chat with Alana real quick," Theresa replied.

"Plenty of time for that.  Come, come see the seas with me," Adam said.

Theresa nodded and watched as Alana continued on, not even taking a moment to look back.  There was definitely something off about her.  Theresa had to get a chance to talk with her at some point.

"Sometimes you can see whales as they emerge from the depths," Adam said.

"Wow, really?" 

"In fact, there may be one out there.  Shawn, give me the telescope," Adam ordered.

Shawn tossed the cylindrical object over to Adam, who quickly extended it and looked out at the ocean.  He smiled and then slowly handed Theresa the telescope.

"Look, straight across," he said.

Theresa looked through the glass and wandered through the ocean.  Her husband gently gripped the telescope and pointed it towards the East.  She gasped as she saw something emerge from the deep water, bursting out and blasting out water from atop its head.

"Wow!  That's amazing!"  Theresa exclaimed.

"The true beasts of the sea," Adam said.

"It's humongous!"

"Oh, I'm sure that's just a baby compared to some of the others out there.  I've seen some that were easily the length of this ship, if not more," Adam replied.

The whale submerged back into the water, leaving a group of waves in its wake.  Theresa handed the telescope back to her husband and smiled.

"That was stunning, thank you Adam."

"Ha, I remember when Alana was so easily pleased," Shawn laughed.

Adam laughed along and leaned back on the edge of the ship.  "Virgins of the sea."

"To be one again," Shawn added with a hearty laugh.

Theresa shook her head and looked across the deck to see Alana turn the corner towards Shawn's quarters.  She hoped that Alana would be quick with her task.

"Captain, I think I'm going to head on over and look at the map in my quarters.  Give you two a bit of quiet time," Shawn said as he tapped his knuckles against the side of the ship.

"Oh, what?  You don't have to," Theresa replied.

"Yeah, stay a bit," Adam added.

"You two lovebirds don't want to be together that much?"  Shawn laughed as he began making his way down the stairs towards the deck.

"Of course!  We've been stuck at the hip this entire trip!"  Adam laughed.

"I'm sure there was something else stuck in between," Shawn joked as he reached the deck.

Theresa's face turned red at the joke and she shook her head.  Adam laughed and wiped a tear from his eye. 

"You arse!"  Adam shouted with a hearty laugh.

Shawn continued on his way across the deck.  Theresa watched as the crewmembers straightened up when he walked by.  Adam gave Theresa a small hug and squeezed her shoulder.

"So, I never got a chance to ask, how was your little expedition onto the beach?"  He asked.

"Oh, you know, pretty interesting," Theresa replied.

"What did you and Alana do anyway?"

"Well... Chris and Clark started a fire on this hill and we..."  Theresa paused.

She couldn't, of course, tell him about what had truly happened that night on the African beach.  The intensely pleasurable night she had experienced with the powerful black slave.  Her face turned red at just the thought.

"And... did you forget what you girls did?"  Adam asked, his brows furrowing.

"We just talked and stared up at the stars.  Alana had some interesting stories to tell about her experience on the seas," Theresa continued.

"Yeah?  Anything really interesting?"

Theresa paused and looked up at her husband.

"No, not really.  They were rather boring stories about stars and how they move.  She's fun, but when she gets on certain topics, she can be so dull," Theresa lied.

"Wow, wasn't expecting that," Adam said, surprised.

"Yeah, right?  With her personality I thought I'd hear more adventurous things," Theresa said.

Adam shrugged and looked out at the ocean again.  "Sometimes people just like to exaggerate their personalities."

Theresa felt guilty about downplaying Alana, but at the same time, she had to make sure Adam wouldn't be suspicious in the slightest.  She couldn't imagine the outburst he would have if he had learned about what had really happened on the beach.  Out on the deck, two familiar faces, Chris and Clark, wandered around, lazily acting as if they were cleaning things.

She shook her head and looked straight across to see Shawn at the top of the steps on the other side of the ship.  Alana stopped midstride and handed him a rolled up paper, most likely the map.  She leaned in towards Shawn and whispered something to him.  Shawn laughed and the two made their way back to his quarters.

Theresa sighed as Alana didn't even glance in her direction.  Adam placed his hands behind his back and made his way next to his wife.

"Not much more to do out here.  You want to head back?"  He asked.

"Sure," Theresa replied, feeling somewhat defeated by the fact that she had not had a chance to meet with Alana.

They made their way down to the deck and back the way Theresa had walked.  The crewmembers' demeanor was entirely different with her husband next to her.  Their lustful eyes no longer lingered as she walked by.  Even Chris and Clark began scrubbing, instead of acting as if they were, when they walked by.

Adam held onto her hand as they made their way up the stairs.  He was rather overprotective of her.  It was something Theresa appreciated, but at the same time, it did feel rather restricting.

"Ladies first," he said as he opened the door for her.

She heard light moans from across the hall, familiar sounds to her ears.  It was Alana, and it was very much like when she was with the black slave back on the beach.  Theresa's loins grew hot as images of that night flooded her memories.

Her nipples grew hard, poking through her dress and catching her husband's eyes.  She looked at her husband, her body driven by lust.  She rushed him and kissed him on the lips, pushin [...]