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Large puffy white clouds sailed across the blue skies like heavenly ships from above as seagulls noisily cried at the bustling port of Saint Alba. Ships of various sizes from galleons to caravels were docked along the port's harbor, bobbing gently in its blue waters. Crews were traveling, goods were being loaded and unloaded, and the exchanges of people made for a busy atmosphere. Two men stood by a large post near the main junction of docks that branched out to several vessels. They watched the unfolding scenes of busy people under the warm late afternoon sun.

“So what do you think will happen, Sebastian?" Augustin asked his tall friend standing beside him.

“Yeah I don't really have an answer to how the city of Galata is going to react after their emissary was kidnapped by pirates." He admitted. “I can imagine it wouldn't be pleasant doing business there until it's all resolved."

“I thought it was in reaction to the city raising its import taxes." Augustin mentioned. “I'd assume they want to protect their sugarcane industry from the Southern Isles."

“But kidnapping an emissary seems a little extreme, even for pirates." Sebastian remarked.

“Well, tell that to the merchants…"

“Heh. I was talking to a few friends who knows a few cigar rollers-oh. Hmm, I didn't notice that ship was docked here." Sebastian covered his eyes and did a double take at a certain vessel.

“What vessel are you talking about?" Augustin looked around the groups of people and ships. A persistent warm breeze ruffled his wavy hair like the many flags surrounding him.

“Right there." He pointed at a nicely sized sleek ship. “It's a pirate ship."

“Nothing new there." Augustin glanced at the black flag and shrugged.

“You haven't heard of these pirates then." Sebastian murmured. “Look closely at that flag. They're an all female crew called the Topless Pirates."

“What?" Augustin looked at his friend in disbelief. “A bunch of women as pirates? I've heard of one or two on any given vessel, but an entire crew of ladies?"

“It's true." He gave a firm nod.

“Are you sure?"

“They're a dangerous lot. Don't let any of them, young or old seduce or swindle you."

“Young or old?" Augustin thought he had misheard, but his friend remained serious.

“I'm not joking. You'd be wise to keep your distance from them. I've seen some of their wanted posters, and I've heard tales."

“I wonder what kind of tales since they involve women." He had a quick retort.

“Very funny. It's the evening and I've got to go. Take care." He patted Augustin's shoulder farewell for the day.

“Sure, take it easy. I'll see you tomorrow." They shared a brief nod before parting ways. Augustin calmly walked along the dock as he had any other sunny day. Every now and then a group would roar loud with laughter or bicker about something trivial. The bustling ships large and small bobbed around him. The clattering of footsteps across the planks resounded from every direction like little rumbles of thunder.

Only the persistent wind and cries of seagulls overcame the noises of people going about their day. Some people were carrying goods like crates, hefty sacks over their shoulders, or simply talking. The smells of exotic things like coffee, sugar, rum, sandalwood, and tobacco among others mingled with the saltiness of the sea. One of the reasons Augustin enjoyed living in the busy sunny coastal tropical port was there was always something new and different to see.

“Hello!" Augustin approached a fennec fox wearing postal service uniform. The fox was seated on a tall crate and carried a large leather bag.

“Good evening."

“I have some letters to drop off." He pulled out a few papers with seals, and handed them over to the official.

“Thank you. I'll add them to the parcels we have going out tomorrow morning. Have a good rest of your evening." The fennec fox gave a curt nod.

“Now that's done… time to get back home." Augustin started walking back the way he had come only to see a few women leaving the black flagged ship and walking onto the dock proper.

'They must be the Topless Pirates.' He noticed, but upon a closer look, the ladies were rough and tough in appearance, much to his surprise. None of them could be called dainty, and they certainly weren't pushovers. Scars large and small marked their bodies like any seasoned sailor or pirate he had seen before. And they didn't dock unarmed either. A cutlass on a hip, sheathed daggers, pistols, a bandolier over the shoulder weren't uncommon.

'I think Sebastian was correct.' Augustin didn't feel so brazen anymore and waited for some to walk by or go another direction. And true to their name, none of the lady pirates covered their chests in the slightest. Breasts of various sizes and shapes were open to view from small and perky to well endowed. To his surprise, many of the sailors and regulars on the docks didn't seem to pay much attention to the half naked females. A few would turn their heads or stare for a while, but most kept to themselves or gossiped out of earshot.

'Don't say anything…' He silently told himself and stood by as a stern looking jaguar with a lit cigar in hand walked by without giving more than a passing glance as smoke wafted by his face. Only wearing an open vest and torn pants with a belt carrying a pair of weapons, she didn't seem to care at all that her spotted front was bare for anyone to see.

'I would hate having to bargain with any of these ladies.' The human thought to himself. 'If I can call any of them ladies.' He half joked and turned to leave the docks. Augustin blinked and noticed a female raccoon pirate standing alone just a couple of feet away from him. She was unlike most of the other ladies he had seen with hearty with a heavyset figure. Her light grey furred belly was pudgy as well as her upper arms and legs. Her face had a characteristic natural black furred “mask" that all raccoons had.

But that didn't mean she was a clean cut motherly figure. She wore two rings on her right hand and had a few scars to prove her worth. There was a scar below her collar bone, a cut on her ear, and another on her forearm; but one scar caught his attention more than all of the others combined. There was a noticeable cut going across her right eye, indicating that she had been struck in the face before. He felt a chill run up his spine at the possibility of being blinded from a swinging blade.

And true to their pirate group's name, she was completely unclothed from the waist up. Her shorts were a little rugged and frayed at the ends just above her knees

'She is older as well.' He felt a little embarrassed from guessing her age from the natural sag of her breasts, but it was plainly obvious that she was mature from her figure alone. The raccoon's light grey furred front possessed two lovely large breasts with natural fullness and sag. Both areolae were wide and well tanned from the sun, giving her a seasoned motherly appearance. Every little turn or movement she made would cause them to freely shift, and it was a magnet to the human's roving eyes!

'Uh oh!' He froze up as their gazes met, and the raccoon stared back at him. There was a brief pause as Augustin wondered how to react, but the pirate made the first move. She winked with a smile and pulled down the hem of her shorts, revealing a healthy amount of downy light grey fur to him.

'What?!' His eyes shot wide open and jaw dropped. Augustin immediately turned around and felt his face redden in just a few seconds.

“Hahaha!" He heard a hearty raspy laugh erupt behind him.

'Sheesh. She's a wild one.' He started to discreetly walk away only to feel movement beside him.

“Eh-huh?" Augustin stopped as someone greeted him.

“Hey there!"

“You're quick!" He turned around, a little surprised, and found the same busty raccoon standing before him.

“Sorry, sir! I was only playing around with you!" She giggled and brightly smiled.

“Heh. Well, sorry to gawk at you like that." He felt embarrassed at her openness towards him.

“No, it's fine and expected. I'm a crew member of the Topless Pirates, if you couldn't tell." She pointed a thumb at her bare chest.

“Yeah, I had no idea." He joked and received a laugh from the raccoon.

“My names Claire, and I am a member of the Topless Pirates."The mature raccoon gave a little curtsy. “That's our Jolly Roger up there." She pointed high up to the large black flag flapping in the warm breeze.

“Yeah, I saw-Oh wow, I didn't see the details." Augustin couldn't believe they waved a flag of two naked breasts and crossed bones.

“I think it catches our likeness fairly well." She kept her shoulder squared and chest puffed out while holding out her hands just below her large bosom.

“Yeah, it's very uh fitting for a crew like yours." He half grinned, unsure of what to make of it all. “I can't believe I haven't heard of the Topless Pirates before."

“Hehe, we aren't the most famous pirate group." She shrugged. “So what's your name?"

“I'm Augustin." He introduced himself. “I live here."

“It's nice to properly meet you and your roving eyes, Augustin." She winked and chuckled.

“It's nice meet you too." The human felt a persistent blush affecting his face, but it was hard not to given the situation. “I never would've expected a lady like yourself being a pirate." He admitted.

“Why not?" She gave him a curious look. “You don't think I can handle myself on the open seas?" The raccoon placed a hand on her hip testily.

“It's not that." He waved his hands calmly. “You don't strike me as a bad person."

“Well, we've only just met, you know." Claire winked at him. “But pirates aren't all bad." She continued. “We are not simply thugs or delinquents. I'll have you know, our crew comes from all walks of life. Former weavers, wet nurses, midwives, sailors, innkeepers, bookkeepers, indentured servants, and the like."

“I'm assuming the entire crew knows how to fight, and live dangerous lives?"

“Of course, but training is usually required." The raccoon shrugged. “Most ladies who join aren't rough brutes like the men." She winked. “It took me a while to get the hang of fighting when I first joined, but I've had plenty of real fighting to become a veteran of sorts." She pointed at her scarred eye.

“You're very lucky to be alive, let alone see out of your right eye." He pointed out.

“You're right. It won't be something I'll easily forget." She nodded. “I'm afraid the person who gave me this scar won't be able to tell you his side of the story though." The topless pirate winked with her scarred eye, wearing a persistent grin all the same.

'Wow, she's not the typical older lady.' Augustin thought to himself, but was impressed at the same time. He never would've imagined a mature woman being a pirate, an openly bare breasted one at that!

“Since you're friendly and interested, I can show you our ship, if you'd like." Claire suddenly offered with a nod over her shoulder. “It's not often that I have the chance to be a tour guide to a stranger." She laughed. The thought of touring a Pirate's ship greatly intrigued the human. The possibility of smuggling contraband, looking at how they organized their crew members compared to regular merchantmen, and anything else interesting. However, pirates were outlaws at heart, and the opportunity would be like playing with fire.

“Sure!" He exclaimed. Sensing an opportunity that wouldn't come by again, he had to take advantage of it. “It won't take very long, will it?" He glanced towards the horizon, knowing that the evening light wouldn't last very much longer. Augustin reasoned that leaving before nightfall would be safe.

“Not unless you plan on spending the night below deck." She grinned. The human's eyes widened at the mere idea of spending a night in a Pirate's ship.

“I appreciate it, but I'll have to decline." He politely spoke much to her amusement.

“Fine then. Follow me, please." The mature raccoon walked up the docks with a subtle casual swagger in her steps while holding a hand on her hip. Augustin walked alongside her calmly enough. He could barely see the subtle bounce of her breasts as she walked from the corner of his eye.

'Stay focused, man.' He scolded himself and looked around instead only to find he wasn't the only stealing a peek or two from the raccoon's buxom bosom. The human received a few glances as well, but no one directly spoke to them as they passed by.

“Would you believe me if I told you I never drank alcohol, or if I could drink most men under the table?" Claire suddenly asked him.

“Um. I'd guess the latter is more true than the former." He thought about it.

“Heheh. I rarely drink a drop unless there's a really good occasion." She snickered and lightly elbowed him. “And I have drank a man under the table one time." Augustin found the image of Claire seated with a full mug in hand not entirely unbelievable.

“You seem like someone who's full of unexpected surprises." He concluded.

“Thanks. I take that to heart." The pirate happily noted. “You know… I was married once." She informed him with an open eye.

“You were married?" He was surprised. “I find that hard to believe." He muttered.

“Heh. I expected you to say that." She grinned. “Not many men can handle me, I can say that much." The raccoon chuckled to herself.

“I understand that." He said causing her to laugh again. “But how did you end up married, and then join this pirate group?"

“Both are long stories, and I'm sure you don't want to hear an older lady ramble on about her past." She waved her hand dismissively. Augustin wasn't sure what to believe the raccoon told him. Whether she was married or not, drank on occasion or not, but she wouldn't bother telling him how she ended up joining a gang of female pirates.

“Can you tell me why the Topless Pirates go around topless?" He asked.

“It's in the name."

“No, I mean why do that? How did that become the group's name, and why choose that?"

“I doubt we are the first female pirate group; but if I remember correctly, the bare breasts represents our freedom, and freedom from the unjust laws that officials impose upon people in general."

“What unjust laws?" He gave her a peculiar look.

“Taxes, licenses, fees, and all the like." She rambled off a few. “And then there's requiring women to cover their chests in public. It's not just symbolic either. They catch men and women alike off guard, and they're useful for negotiating." She added. “Even though I'm older, most men cannot resist more than a quick peek." Claire happily grinned at him. Augustin looked away feeling his cheeks become warm.

“Hehe, you don't need to feel shy about it now." She softly chuckled. “I already caught you staring earlier." The raccoon reminded him. He remained quiet despite her light verbal teases. The human silently wondered if she was luring him around in a similar manner as they approached where the pirate ship was docked.

“Alright. Let's board." She walked up first, although Augustin was more hesitant.

“I'm having second thoughts." He glanced over his shoulder and wondered if he was making a poor decision.

“Heh. Why? Are you afraid of seeing women half dressed on a boat?" She mused without pausing. Augustin briefly frowned and followed her up the boarding plank regardless.

'The Naked Maiden?' He read the name painted on the ship's side before reaching the top. 'I shouldn't feel too surprised about that.' The human thought to himself.

“Yeah, so this is the deck, but it's fairly messy since we were loading and unloading most of the day." Claire commented while leading him towards the back end of the ship. The deck was typical of any trading vessel. Small crates were stacked adjacent to a few barrels. Sacks of grain and flour were ready to be stowed away. Camouflaged cannons had been moved temporarily to make room and not display such an aggressive stance.

Roughly a dozen topless pirates were above deck, but some wore less than others. A few were outright naked with nothing more than belts around their bare hips or bandanas around their foreheads. Although, sometimes it was nothing at all!

One completely naked flat chested cheetah was sleeping in a hammock while the breeze ruffled her fur. A tigress wearing an open vest was swabbing the deck, but she seemed oblivious that her breasts were naturally hanging and subtly swinging while she worked under the flying black flag of crossed bones and bare breasts.

A busty Doberman was bathing in a large tub at the opposite end of the deck while a lioness in shorts was bathing her backside. A trio of females were sitting not far away, playing cards while chatting. He had never seen of so many women in a single place without any men except for those working as dyers or weavers. Everything about what the human saw appeared normal, but there were underdressed females.

Only one or two acknowledged his presence by bothering to look at him. However, there were no introductions as Claire led him across one corner of the deck to a pair of open double doors.

“So this will lead us-."

“Who's that guest you've brought aboard, Claire?" A voice interrupted them. Turning around, a short and pudgy Shiba Inu was looking at him. She wore striped pants that fit snugly around her legs and waist. A sash was tied around her waist and a thin leather belt carried a large one handed sword. All she wore above the waist was a collared linen shirt left characteristically unbuttoned so her nicely sized relaxed breasts and pudgy white furred belly were on full display. The shark tooth on her necklace complimented her sharp dark brown eyes. Despite being topless, Augustin's eyes were focused on the heavy short sword that she held.

“Hi Carina. I am showing him around some of the ship. We're going below deck."

“He's not here just to peep around at our cargo, is he?" The Shiba Inu gave the human a suspicious look.

'What exactly does she mean by cargo?' Augustin had more than one interpretation in mind.

“I think his eyes are glued onto me for now." Claire smiled and looked at Augustin before lightly elbowing him.

“Um. I'm not part of anything official relating to the navy." He spoke up. “We just met at the docks."

“Hmm. Alright then." The canine's nose wiggled. “Let me know if he manages to give you any trouble, Claire." She said before leaving them alone.

“Alight." She waved a hand. “Let's continue." The raccoon took Augustin below deck.

“Has anyone ever given you any trouble?" He asked.

“Hmm… Not for very long." She offhandedly mentioned. Below deck was darker, but it served as a shaded reprieve as the warmth of the sun disappeared behind them.

“Eh, so I've talked your ears deaf about myself. What about you? What brought you to this port?" She glanced over at him.

“Well…" Augustin didn't know where to after hearing so much about her. “I'm sure my life is completely boring compared to yours." He admitted. “I live and work here, close to the docks."

“What do you do for work?"

“A few mixed things. I'll run parcels or letters that need to be mailed by the navy, deliver imported goods, and things like that." He described his various odd jobs.

“I'm sure you're being modest." She grinned and took him into a room illuminated by the waning arc of the evening sun through open portholes.

“This is the main sleeping quarters for several of the crew." She walked by a few bunk beds and small straw stuffed mattresses on the floor. Despite the close quarters the space looked very personable and tidy. Weapons were neatly stowed away, and clothes and smaller garments were kept hung up on hooks or wooden pegs. Jars of water or maybe even rum were kept as well. The occasional book, personalized wooden chest, playing cards, or even belts and bandoliers were stowed away or left on beds. To his surprise, it didn't smell bad either.

“Are these wanted posters?" He was surprised to see wanted posters nailed to the walls or on the sides of bunk beds.

“Yeah, some of the crew are very proud of their bounties and posters." The raccoon acknowledged.

“I am surprised that the wanted posters depict them… as they are." Augustin took a closer look and noticed that the ladies were drawn with bare breasts, or even out rightly naked!

“Well that does paint a proper portrait of us." Claire pointed out.

“True…" He saw a large breasted Doberman depicted in one for a modest sum. Beside that was a scowling lioness with small perky breasts wielding a cutlass for a larger reward.

“Where's yours?" He didn't see the raccoon's bust among the rest.

“I never kept mine, but I'm sure you'd find copies in any saloon or naval academy." She wasn't particularly interested as he curiously explored the room.

“This isn't quite like any other ship I've been on." He was intrigued by the ladies' living in common quarters.

“I'd like to show you another room too." She beckoned him to follow as she brought him to a ladder that led up to the deck's level.

'I could get lost in a ship like this.' He thought to himself and climbed up first. Once they passed down a hallway, Claire opened up a door for him.

“This is my little room." She extended a hand, and allowed the human inside a small area lit well by a glass window.

“Most of the ladies, as I mentioned, will sleep below deck in the quarters we passed through; but this is my little personal spot." There was pride in her voice as the pirate revealed where she slept. Her bed was a decent size, comfortably able to fit two, and took up most of the room's space. A medium sized chest rested at the foot of her bed where a set of knives, a pistol, and sword were kept.

'She really is a pirate.' He thought to himself, but oddly enough, Augustin was intrigued by a set of pegs and a shelf where some personal jewelry and clothes were kept.

“So you do have more clothes." He found it a little funny. “That looks like a vest."

“Heh. I am a lady after all." She chuckled. “But you know I'll wear any vest or shirt wide open." She winked and walked over to the jewelry and clothes hanging on the wall.

“I'd expect as much." He half grinned.

“These are a few necklaces that I wear from time to time." She picked up one in each hand. “These are bear claws." Thick black claws adorned the first. “And these are supposedly teeth from a sea serpent." She looked at the curved needle point teeth.

“I think someone may have swindled you on the sea serpent teeth for some kind of shark teeth." Augustin mused.

“Yeah, probably." She shrugged. “But I still like them anyway. How do you think they look?" She held them both up to her neck so that the adornments rested on her upper chest. Although his eyes kept wandering lower to her lovely breasts hanging naturally below.

“Which part of my chest are you looking at?" She teased and gave her upper body a little shake.

“Uh. Sorry." He apologized with warm cheeks. “Both of the necklaces match you pretty well."

“Aww. Thanks." She grinned and put both away.

“How did you get a room to yourself?" He looked around the small yet quaint space. “This is very nice. I don't think most pirates live like this unless they're captains or quartermasters."

“Years of service, and good hard work when it's required."

“Does that mean fighting?"

“Yep." She nodded. Augustin turned back around and found her casually disrobing behind him. Lifting one leg and then the other, she let her shorts drop to the floor unceremoniously before ruffling the flattened fur on her rear and legs.

The human's heart nearly skipped a beat as she bent down to pick her clothes up, allowing him an eyeful of her breasts naturally hanging as she did so. She was so perfectly comfortable in her own fur that even outright nudity towards a stranger such as himself didn't bother her in the slightest. In a way, he found it attractive and a little arousing.

“Something on your mind?" She guessed after catching his blank stare.

“Huh? Oh, I was just thinking that I've never seen any woman, especially one such as yourself, just uh comfortable in the nude like this." He mentioned as she set aside her folded garment.

“Heh. Well, I haven't heard any complaints about baring my breasts in public so far." She gave a chuckle and rubbed her ringed fingers on her chest, as if to polish them. Augustin didn't have anything to say as they looked at each other. He felt a little nervous standing before the naked female pirate, and his pants were beginning to feel very tight around his groin.

“I know it's not polite to ask a guest to do something, but could you give my shoulders and back a good rub?" She gently shook her shoulders letting her breasts give a hearty jiggle and swaying dance before him.

“I've been carrying a lot around this ship before we even docked earlier today."

“Besides your breasts?" He smartly thought aloud.

“Hehe, besides them." She winked and gave another little shake for him to enjoy. “We've got plenty of cargo I never showed you, and I can't say that carrying empty barrels over the shoulder at my age is easy anymore." Claire rotated them both and winced. Feeling a persistent blush, he couldn't find a reason to say no to her.

“Well… okay." He relented to the easy task.

“Thank you!" She clasped her hands together appreciatively. “Use that barrel. I'll use this one." She gestured to both.

“Tch." He frowned as she sat down facing away from him. The human silently wished the Topless pirate had settled down while facing him, even if it didn't make very much sense to do so.

“I'm ready." She cheerfully sat up straight, presenting her grey furred back to him.

“Alright. Let me know where to go." He sat down and began rubbing her shoulders. Her fur was soft, but her body underneath felt thick and dense with a fair amount of strength for a lady her age. That didn't entirely surprise him as she loosened up to his touch.

“Mmm. I like how you use your hands." She hummed contently and leaned forward, allowing him to rub her back. “Nice and firm."

“You're welcome." Augustin took a little pride in how he was able to make her happy. He contently rubbed her upper back, ruffling her fur, and gradually making his way halfway down before starting all over again.

“Mmmm! Ah." She hummed earnestly, and sighed gratefully. “You've done this before to many women, haven't you?" She guessed.

“Honestly, I have not." He admitted.

“Not even once?" She sounded mildly surprised for a change.

“No ma'am. I'm new to this."

“Heh. No need to call me that. I'm old enough as it is." She chuckled.

“That's fine." He grinned. “I don't know if your age has anything to do with this, but you don't feel like a pushover at all."

“Who said I was?" She nearly snorted out a happy laugh.

“No one-."

“I have to carry my weight on this ship, and that's a few extra pounds more than some of the other ladies aboard." She sat up straight for a moment only for his firm hands to gradually coax her back down to lean forward.

“I wouldn't be surprised that you have to work hard aboard a pirate ship." Augustin mentioned as she calmed down once again.

“You know…" Her voice lowered. “When I sit down and lean forward like this, my heavy breasts rest on my knees." She told him in a somewhat teasing voice.

“I can imagine…" He mumbled while rubbing her back.

“I'm sure you are aching to see what I'm talking about." She grinned and looked over her shoulder at him. Augustin felt embarrassed as he saw her sneakily wink at him before looking ahead once again.

“They say the bigger the breasts, the wider a man's eyes open up when they meet." She giggled to herself. “It think it's true." She concluded. His arousal felt painful inside his trousers as every word she spoke rang true. A wonderful naughty thought of something more intimate unfolding distracted him for a moment. The pirate quickly turned around atop the barrel to completely to face him. To his surprise her hand swiftly grasped his unguarded groin.

“What are you-! Careful!" He almost stumbled off the barrel from the sudden contact.

“Hah! I knew you were all pent up down there!" She exclaimed joyfully. Augustin felt his face redden once again as Claire directly acknowledged his arousal. The human attempted to gather himself, and hopped off the barrel, but the raccoon stood up leaving him with nowhere to hide.

“Wait just a minute…"

“I'll be completely honest with you, good sir." She smiled and stepped closer to him. Augustin stood up straight and nearly felt the raccoon's natural body heat touching him. His heart thumped loudly in his ears as her brown eyes stared up at him keenly.

“Yeah?" His mouth suddenly felt dry when he spoke.

“I didn't just come down here with you to get a little back rub and chat, you know?" She sweetly tilted her head a little bit and placed a hand on his chest. The human felt another rest on his hip.

“Y-you what?"

“I wanted something more." She whispered.

“You're not the type to um… be indirect." He carefully spoke.

“That's right. Now, what do you say we skip the rest of the formalities and get down to business?" Claire unbuttoned her shorts and let her remaining garments fall to the floor, pooled around her feet. The raccoon pirate stood before him perfectly nude wearing a lecherous yet kind grin across her muzzle. Heart still racing, Augustin couldn't ignore his desire any longer. His willpower to abstain caved away, and he yielded to their burning lusts. He barely realized that his hands were unfastening his own trousers. Claire helped pull his pants down enough causing his manhood to spring out and finish firming up.

“Ah. So there's your not-so-little quartermaster." She grinned at the sight. Augustin felt his cheeks blush red as the raccoon eyed him up. “Oh. Don't feel shy about showing him to me." She winked. “Especially when he's standing up to greet me."

“You don't have to talk so openly about it." He disliked the oddly affectionate attention that she suddenly displayed towards his manhood; but it didn't matter when he had chosen to disrobe before her.

“I'm just glad to see you're liking all I have to offer." She held her hands behind her head and backed up to the bed.

“How many others have you said that to?" He stepped to her.

“Pf. Don't take this lightly." She elbowed him playfully. “I'm no whore, and I am not the kind of swashbuckling lady to let a man plunder her booty like this."

“I never said you were a whore." He objected but her ear merely flicked in response.

“First time for everything I suppose." She sighed and turned around before bending over onto the bed before him. Augustin was left with a full view of her naked grey furred rear and womanhood nestled below. He couldn't believe that she wanted him to take her so readily, and the opportunity was directly in front of him. However, despite the lust burning in the human's crotch, he wanted to see her breasts hanging so perfectly, and yet they felt so far away while she was bent over.

“Come aboard already!" She wiggled her rear at him. “This older ship can't stay bent over, docked at port forever." His heart nearly skipped a best at her enthusiasm and eagerness.

“I want to…" He started to speak and stepped forward, placing both hands on top of her rear. His length throbbed while pointing directly at her bare cheeks, wanting to dive forward into her awaiting snatch.

“Is there a problem?" She stood upright and turned to face him.

“W-well-."

“Do you need a captain's order to use your quartermaster on a lady waiting for you like this?" She huffed impatiently at him.

“Hold on." He placed a hand on her shoulder. “I want…" He wasn't sure how to say it and felt his gaze lower to her heavy breasts sagging so beautifully inches away from him.

“Yes?" She placed both hands on her bare hips and expectantly looked at him. “Please speak up!"

“If we are mating then I want to face you while doing it." The human's cheeks burned red as he honestly spoke. She glanced down at his eagerly throbbing member and knew the human was speaking the truth. A wonderful grin emerged on the mature raccoon's naturally masked face.

“I knew you couldn't get enough of these fine ladies just from eyeing them up." She cupped both heavy breasts into her palms and gave a gentle squeeze.

“It's not just that… Eh. Pick whatever position you want then." He quickly spoke, gesturing with his hands. The feeling of desire was burning strongly within him as well.

“What a gentleman, allowing the lady to top him. Fine. I'll ride you like a ship on the stormy seas." She promised. “Now lay on your back for me." The raccoon let go of her chest and patted his naked rear. Augustin tossed aside his shirt and brushed past the raccoon before climbing aboard the bed. The wood squeaked in annoyance like a chatting bird.

“No funny business, okay?" He laid down, barely noticing that the sheets smelled like her.

“Heh. It's not even business, it's lovemaking." Claire chuckled. “Ah, a full mast in sight for me to anchor down on…" She looked at his erect length standing up straight for her, throbbing in time to his heartbeat. The bed squeaked and shifted as they mature raccoon climbed aboard the bed. The human had quite a view as her breasts naturally hung and freely swayed from the motion. The heavyset pirate wasted no time straddling his hips, leaving the man's member pressed into her downy light grey fur.

“You're no lightweight." Augustin meant that in more ways than one; and instinctively grabbed ahold of her legs.

“You've got that right." She murmured lustily, and without any hesitation, Claire gently wrapped a hand around his throbbing manhood. She began lightly stroking him with a gentle twisting motion.

“Ugh. Your hand feels incredible." He clenched his teeth as the warm leathery palm and fingertips made his nerves sing, and body tense.

“Mmm. You're enjoying yourself." She felt him writhe under her. “I wouldn't mind spending a few rounds with you this fine evening." She hummed while slowly stroking his length. “I want to see how much you enjoy this as you finish."

“I don't think I will last long enough for more than one round. Mmm!" He grunted and sucked in a breath.

“It can't be helped since you're a man." She acknowledged with a curt nod. “There's no shame in starting so fast. I can't wait to feel you inside me." She let go and rose up onto her knees. Augustin blew a pent up sigh as the bed groaned underneath him. The human would've finished right then and there if she hadn't let go of him.

“Don't rush, or I'll burst." He warned her.

“No need to worry." She reassured him. “I know when to light the fuse of a cannon, and a man can't be very different." Her nautical humor and metaphors made the human grin, but his focus shifted to her hips next. Claire made the bed creak and squeak as she lined up above his pulsating length.

“Hang on." She whispered and began to lower herself. Augustin's heart thumped wildly as the buxom raccoon's womanhood kissed his tip. Her downy fur was soft and warm, but her entrance was hot like fire! His length stiffly jerked in response.

“Hehe, stop twitching so much." She grinned while biting her lip.

“S-sorry!" He held himself still long enough for her. His length began to disappear into the pirate's parting lips. In the back of his mind he couldn't believe this was happening, but the consequences were completely foregone now as Claire impaled herself and took him fully to the hilt.

“Oohh."

“Mmmh!" He gasped as she hummed. The raccoon's internal heat encasing his entire length felt divine. He could feel her walls with every pulse. The warmth of her body resting in his lap, and legs pressed against his sides felt perfect too.

“Mmmm! You feel great inside me." She rotated her hips for a moment. Augustin's core tensed as his length followed the raccoon's movements inside her. Claire settled back down much to his relief.

“Y-you're like a fire down there." He stared where their groins were effectively connected.

“Yeah, I'm burning hot for you right now. Heh. I always needed a young man to… anchor me down." She blew a heated sigh only to shudder. The human felt his heart soar from her comment. Staring up at Claire as she straddled his hips, he had a perfect view of the buxom pirate raccoon, and she looked downright beautiful in all her mature glory. Her dark brown eyes stared back at him with eagerness.

Without hesitation, Augustin reached up and cupped both large breasts that were more than a handful from him. Soft and furry, they yielded to his every touch. He paid close attention to her wide areolae and nipples as they firmed up and became hardened little peaks of flesh.

“I knew you've been wanting to touch my breasts since you first saw them." She grinned as his hands felt over both. He simply nodded in agreement while feeling both up.

“Here." She huffed and leaned forward, planting her hands by his shoulders. Her heavy breasts hung naturally and freely close to his face. Augustin ogled the breasts bouncing in his face and latched onto one, allowing a free hand to roam over her soft pudgy belly.

“Mmm. Yesss…" Claire clenched her toes and but her lip as she felt his tongue lap at her nipple. The raccoon didn't remain idle either, and after a huff of excitement, lifted her hips before lowering them. The slick heat sliding up and down his trapped length made their nerves sing in unison.

Starting slow, she worked up a gradual rhythm while Augustin played with her breasts and rubbed every inch of her body he could reach. The bed creaked and groaned from the start of their lovemaking. The pirate had no more witty remarks or comebacks as panting and moans filled the stuffy room. Augustin no longer blushed that the buxom mature pirate was riding him for all his worth, even though her heavy breasts bounced as she rocked on top of him. Both of them were enjoying a little slice of heaven together. Their eyes met despite the blur of fur and skin rubbing together passionately.

“When I caught you… staring at me on… the docks…" She spoke between heavy breaths while riding him. “I knew there was something… about me that you… liked!" Claire's voice rose in pitch as a moan interrupted her. Augustin couldn't say anything in response as he was overcome with passionate lust. Their hips practically bumped together, making every strike that much more enjoyable.

“Mmmph." He moaned despite his lips being firmly latched onto one breast.

“A young handsome man… finding a mature woman… attractive. Mmmm-oooohh!" She stopped and shuddered with a lovely moan. Her body hastily resumed jumping him for all his worth.

“I couldn't help myself…" Claire panted with her tongue hanging out. “I wanted some… loooove-UGH!" She came with a heavenly moan that sent him over the edge. Augustin's entire body tensed as he felt every pulsating shot empty deep inside her. The pleasure washed over him like a rogue wave. Claire dropped onto her elbows, and bit back a higher pitched scream. Augustin blinked as he was nearly smothered by her breasts. His head lifted for breath only to have his face collide with hers. Pleasured breaths mingled as their noses touched.

“Mmmh!" Claire kissed him fully on the lips. Augustin was taken aback from the unexpected move, but he melted into it. Their tongues mingled as they filled each others hearts with love. Her heavyset body shuddered above him, completely enthralled with the human under her.

“Mmm. Phew!" Claire broke off the kiss and took a deep breath. The raccoon gathered herself and sat up on his lap once again. Her eyes were closed and ears fallen flat on her head as she cupped a breast. Both nipples were blushing. Even the fur around her wide areolae was wet from his mouth, but the subtle coolness felt relaxing to her. Augustin was in a similar state of exhilarating euphoria, but he was also completely worn out. It had been a long day, and it ended with an exuberant bang!

“Wow." He breathed heavily and closed his eyes.

“Did I wear you out that much?" Her voice sounded concerned to his surprise. A warm leathery palmed hand touched his chest and gently rubbed him. That touch of warmth over his heart made the euphoria feel even greater.

“Yeah." He managed to speak only breathe a hasty sigh.

“Best sex of both our lives." She softly spoke in a husky tone. The bed made noise and shifted as she rose off him. His flaccid length was completely wet, but it didn't matter as exhaustion began lulling him to sleep. Augustin peeked an eye open, and saw her standing at the bedside.

“There, there." Claire consoled him. “I'll be right back." He closed his eyes for good, and the last thing he heard was footsteps lightly scuffing around the bed.

Augustin felt a subtle grogginess in his head as he found himself yawning awake. However, sunshine didn't greet him when he peeked an eye open. He blinked again and realized it was dark. A moment of confusion befell him.

'I fell asleep-!?' The shocking realization dawned on him as all of the evening's events came crashing down into his memory. Augustin started to sit up only to freeze as a gentle snore permeated through the darkness.

'Oh no…' His heart sank as he heard a gentle snoring beside him. “Claire?" Augustin silently mouthed her name and slowly turned his head to the side. In the darkness, he could make out the faintest outline of the raccoon's naked body. She was laid on her side facing him. Her warm furry and pudgy front was pressed cozily against his side. A winter wind couldn't have chilled the human in such a snug position!

'How am I getting outta this?' He realized that even one of her breasts was resting on his chest. Just about any movement could wake her, and Augustin didn't want to test if she was a heavy sleeper, or not. Thinking over his predicament, part of him wanted to stay. The physical sensations were lovely and intimate as they laid together in the comfy bed while gently rocking on the water. Their body heat was a single entity, and the morning air would be cold, especially when it would be so easy to just fall back asleep in the buxom raccoon's embrace.

And waking up beside someone you made love to before falling asleep was very nice as well. She smelled so nice as well, and her bed smelled just like her. But his common sense persistently nagged at him. Claire was a pirate he had only met yesterday evening, and then unexpectedly had sex with. Now he was below deck with an entire sleeping crew of potentially dangerous women with an unknown fate awaiting him for the morning.

'Sebastian even warned me beforehand.' Augustin remembered with a healthy dose of embarrassment. 'Clarity comes only after spilling one's seed.' He started regretting the choices he had made for the evening. However, the human couldn't deny how much pleasure the whole fiasco had resulted in. He hoped to never repeat such a risky romance again.

“Hhckk." A louder snore snapped him from his thoughts. The bed creaked and groaned as the raccoon rolled away with her back facing him. Augustin couldn't believe his luck.

'This is a clear sign to leave!' His heart raced as he seized upon the moment. After silently counting to ten, he held his breath and slowly rolled away. Every little sound he made on the sheets was louder than a howling wind in his nervous ears. Once both feet touched the floor, he carefully stood up without making a sound. He breathed a silent sigh of relief as Claire's breathing remained he same.

'Where are my clothes?' He stopped and realized he was still butt naked in the Pirate's room. Blinking in the near total darkness, he could only distinguish faint outlines of the walls, bed, and sleeping raccoon herself. He groped cautiously in the air, careful not to make a sudden sound to wake Claire up. It took several long minutes of easing across floorboards he hoped wouldn't squeak before his foot touched a garment.

'Please don't be Claire's…' He prayed and slowly bent down to pick it up. A wave of relief washed over him as the human picked up his shirt.

'Now where did we toss my pants and undergarments-?' His thought was cut off as a louder exhale from the bed startled him. Augustin stood perfectly still and glanced over his shoulder. After a tense moment passed with relative silence, Claire remained asleep, but he felt his luck running thin. Abandoning his pants and other garments, Augustin eased to the door with only his shirt in hand. The man prayed as he grasped the door's knob.

'If it's locked, then I'm fuc-.' He blinked as the door turned completely and opened. The human couldn't believe his luck and quickly exited the Pirate's room.

“Sleep well, Claire." He wished Claire a peaceful farewell, and partially regretted leaving her in such a way; but he feared risking his own livelihood by staying too long.

“This must lead to an exit." He reasoned and stared down the dark hallway only faintly illuminated by lingering moonlight. The human avoided stepping too close to any doors and made his way forward. A subtle breeze encouraged him as the sound of the ocean eventually reached his ears.

He arrived at an opening and found himself overlooking the deck from the bow side of the ship, just above a couple of steps. The moonlight was nearly gone as early morning wasn't far away, but he could see enough of the deck to make out its features.

“I made it." Augustin whispered under his breath. He looked over his shoulder more than once, still half afraid that Claire or another intimidating pirate would appear from behind and take him back. A chill ran up his spine at the thought. His eyes scanned the entire deck, but he couldn't see nor hear anyone.

'We came from over there.' He looked over and found the ramp leading onto the dock proper was still there. Augustin hastily donned his shirt and crept across the edge of the deck, staying as close to the natural shadows as possible.

'Stay calm.' He cautiously felt his way despite wanting to make a blind run for it. There was still a chance someone was asleep or even awake on deck even at such an odd hour. Avoiding the occasional barrel, coiled rope, or loose nail; he made it to the ramp unscathed and carefully clamored down. A single misstep could leave him plunging into the water or hurting himself on the deck.

Augustin broke into a run as soon as his foot touched the wooden planks of the dock. He ran down the first turn and up the main length to the closest street. It didn't matter that he wasn't wearing anything below the waist or that his manhood was flapping between his legs. The air had never felt so cold on his bare skin before, but all he cared about was safely returning home.

'I was crazy enough to go below deck with her!' He scolded himself in mid stride. 'I could've been kidnapped, swindled, mugged, or taken for ransom.' Augustin knew better than to get too close to pirates, but he hadn't heeded Sebastian's advice after dismissing the warning entirely.

The earliest daylight began to break over the sea's horizon as he rounded several streets, avoiding anyone who was up at such an early hour. And then he finally caught sight of his home. A huge weight lifted off his shoulders as he slowed down. He felt incredibly lucky to arrive back at his residence with only his pride assailed and half a set of clothes lost. Completely exhausted, he wanted nothing more than to fall into his own bed at that very moment.

“Never… in my life!" He bent over and caught his breath at the door before thinking of several prayers just as daylight began spreading throughout the port town.

“Is that you, Augustin?" A familiar voice spoke up through the hazy fog of his relieved thought.

“Huh?" He gasped and spun around only to find Sebastian standing a few feet away from him in the street. Augustin felt petrified as his friend looked him over with wide eyes.

“What happened to you?" Sebastian was just as stunned as him until a certain look overcame his face.

“I-I uh…"

“Don't tell me you… You ran into the pirates, didn't you?!" He couldn't believe it.

“I'll tell you another day!" Augustin scurried inside only to hear Sebastian laugh outside the front door.

Knock. Knock. Knock! Banging at the front door stirred the human from a deep slumber. A muffled voice called out, but it did not register with him. A subtle headache from being awoken suddenly made him frown. Peeping an eye open only revealed the fuzzy image of his sunshine filled bedroom. Augustin rolled onto his back and hoped to drift back to sleep, but the knocking persisted.

“What the…" He grumbled as he was forced awake. A quick stretch and yawn ensured as covers were hastily kicked away. His mind pieced together that he had slept for at least three hours after dropping into his bed at the crack of sunrise.

“Hold on!" He nearly fell out of bed and stumbled into the main room, forgetting that he was completely naked, only to find someone opening the front door. Blinking twice, his eyes didn't deceive him.

“Claire!?" He nearly yelled in surprise as the mature raccoon stood in his doorway undressed above the waist. Her large breasts were on full display as usual, but she was wearing the same shorts from the day before. The human was in such a shock that he felt paralyzed. He didn't even know whether or not to cover himself up in front of the half naked woman!

“Ah, so you do sleep naked. I like that." Her eyes pleasantly looked the naked man over with a bright smile.

“What are you doing here?!" He blurted out only to cover his mouth.

“Here? That's a good question. Why aren't we still in my bed? What makes you think you can sneak away at night and leave a lady like me to wake up all cold and alone this morning? Hmm?" The topless pirate placed both hands on her hips feigning distress, but wore a content grin as she closed the door and entered his home.

“I…" Augustin stared open jawed at the mature raccoon standing right there in front of him.

“No proper goodbye or anything like a sweet kiss farewell! You made me think it was all a beautiful dream." She giggled sweetly. “I had to find where you lived with the aid of a few crew members."

“Sorry, but I got scared!" He blurted out the admission. “You're a pirate and I was onboard a ship full of pirates. Who knows what y'all would've done to me!"

“Pff. You're scared of me?" She found the idea funny. “I haven't held you up at knife point… yet." Claire winked.

“Aren't y'all sailing out today anyway?" He asked.

“We're docked at this port for at least two more days, so I have plenty of free time today and tomorrow to spend with you." She told him with a wide smile.

“You what?" Augustin blinked in surprise, not sure if he could believe his own ears.

“Hey, why aren't you treating this like it's good news?" She challenged his surprised expression. “I didn't drag you down below deck against your will, and then into my room yesterday. I'm not even the one who suggested we face each other while we had sex." She smartly stated.

“I-uh…" Augustin pursed his lips without a retort to give.

“Oh stop acting like I'm a burden to you." She gave a brief frown and stepped up to him. “I know you enjoyed yourself last night." Claire spoke calmly and placed a warm hand on his chest. “I loved every moment of it too."

“You obviously did." He acknowledged.

“You did too, but I have so much more to teach you." She winked. “At the very least you need a little more confidence with women, especially an older woman." Claire retracted her hand and cupped her large breasts in her palms.

“What have I done?" The human moaned to himself.

“Let's see… massaging. You already have that nailed down perfectly." She hummed happily. “Maybe you could practice on my front next?" The raccoon giggled with a wrinkled nose.

“Claire!" Augustin felt his heart nearly skip a beat as he envisioned her ideas.

“Oh! Showering or bathing together!" She suddenly exclaimed and let go of her breasts causing them to drop against her front. “I like that one, but we can decide all of that after a little morning wood fun." The raccoon grinned and glanced below his waistline.

“What-?" He blinked and glanced down only to see he was sporting a prominent case of morning wood that wasn't helped by having a busty naked raccoon lady standing before him. He felt betrayed by his own body.

“You're standing at attention for a reason, so don't waste it."

“Oh, cmon Claire. I still feel sore from last evening." He sighed.

“You enjoyed it so much that you passed out and fell asleep." She pointed out.

“Yeah, but-“

“You can't say that I'll bore you to death with stories from my youth like other ladies my age." Claire gently elbowed him. “Look how excited you are already. I know you're well rested from sleeping next to me!"

“Claire… I don't know if I can work and keep you 'entertained' during your stay." He felt helpless at becoming her host and lover for the next two days. “How am I supposed to go to work with sore legs?" He was running out of excuses.

“Well let's get your morning started right then." The mature raccoon told him firmly. “The day is still young, so your goal right now should be to make me howl louder than rooster." She gave a husky chuckle and gently took ahold of his throbbing length before leading the swooned man back to his own bed!