Pirate Booty
Some familiar names and faces all together in one fantasy story.

Captain Darcie studied Captain Wambeard's treasure map as Crewman Ashley rowed their launch toward the island.




Other launches contained more of Darcie's crew.

First Mate Beth and Crewman Debbie




Second Mate Amber and Crewman Alicia




And the rest of Darcie's cut throat crew:

Olivia and Sylvia




Penelope and Luisa




And Finally,

Taylor and Joy




The map was in two pages. The first page was a straightforward sea map which had guided them to this deserted island in the Caribbean. The second page was a map of the island with a verse supposedly written by Captain Wambeard himself about the journey through the lush island jungle to a secret cave.

So, ye found me island,
Ye brave pirate crew.
But to find me treasure,
Here's what ye must do.
First find the path that leads from the beach.
Clues line the path and to the treasure they'll teach.

Arrrr, Cap'n! First Mate Beth called from her launch.

Arrrr! Darcie called back. What say ye?

Do ye think we stands a chance o' findin' Wambeard's treasure, Cap'n?

Aye, we do, Mister Beth! I think we stands a bonnie chance!

Arrrr! Cap'n! Ashley said as she paddled toward the island.

Arrrr! Darcie replied. What is it, Mister Ashley?

Can we please stop talking like that? Ashley asked.

Fine! Darcie replied. If you don't want to celebrate 'National Talk like a Pirate Day', why didn't you just say so?

Captain Darcie, what are these strange boats we're riding in? Crewman Alicia called from Second Mate Amber's launch.

They're called 'inflatable rafts', Darcie replied.

Crewman Debbie asked, But these won't be invented until the 20th Century. How can we have them in the 1700's?

Have you seen wetgalfan's budget for this? Amber said. Why do you think he started the story here and not on the ship? It's because it's just CGI!

What the hell is CGI? Crewman Olivia asked.

Darcie replied, It stands for computer generatedoh never mind! Just keep rowing!

I'm tired of rowing! Crewman Penelope moaned. Why isn't Luisa rowing?

What do you think I am, you're servant? Luisa shot back. It's because I'm a Yeoman and you're a Deck Hand Third Class!

Fuck you! Penelope shot back. Daddy said that I'm supposed to be captain!

Daddy said this! Daddy said that! Taylor called from her launch as she paddled next to Penelope's raft.

Yeah! Joy chided. Your daddy's not here now; is he? Taylor flipped her paddle up and splashed Penelope.

Ladies, please! Darcie called from the lead raft.

OOOOOO! Penelope moaned. When Daddy finds out the way you've treated me and makes me captain, you'll all be sorry!

Joy pulled her cutlass and sliced down the side of Penelope and Luisa's raft. If you want to be captain so badly, why don't you go down with your ship? she mocked as the other two girls screamed while their deflated raft sunk beneath them.

You're going to pay for that! Penelope screamed treading water.

Yeah! What did I do? Luisa added.

The two of them started swimming for Taylor and Joy's raft.

Here we go again, Beth said.

Cut out the crap! Darcie called to Penelope and Luisa who were gaining ground on Taylor and Joy. She had to maintain discipline. But it was a hot day and the longer the two swimming girls were in the water, the less upset they seemed about it.

Penelope and Luisa grabbed their assailants' raft at the same time. Taylor tried to ward them off with her paddle and she and Joy shrieked and giggled at being mercilessly splashed.

I'll teach you bitches to sink us! Penelope threatened. She pulled her own cutlass and sliced through the back of the raft. Joy struggled at first, but Taylor quickly gave in to the inevitable, leaning back and letting herself slip out of the submerged rear of the raft. Her shear white top went completely transparent showing off her lovely tits when she backstroked through the inviting blue water.

Joy, on the other hand, sat in the sinking raft with her arms folded defiantly across her chest to vanish under the surface. She popped back up a few feet away next to Penelope who shrieked when Joy shoved her under.

All right! That's enough! Darcie yelled. We can all go swimming after we've found the treasure. You four grab onto a raft before you drown! That blue water was looking more inviting all the time, but they had work to do.

Oh! We'll grab onto a raft all right! Luisa yelled back. Let's get 'em!

Get going! Faster! Darcie commanded.

Ashley, Alicia, Debbie and Sylvia started to paddle for all they were worth, but it was no use. Even in their high boots, three of the four swimming girls overtook rafts and sliced through them, putting Beth, Olivia, Amber, Alicia, Debbie and Sylvia in the water.

Damn, they're good swimmers, Darcie muttered. I guess I shouldn't make everyone walk the plank for every infraction.

The ten swimmers weren't about to let the last two stay dry. Ashley tried her best, but first Beth, then Taylor and then Amber grabbed onto their raft and held it dead in the water for the rest to join them.

Ready to swim, Captain? Amber teased.

Darcie shared a defeated look with Ashley. Hell! I'm practically wearing a bikini anyway! Ashley declared. She sat up on the back of the raft and threw her arms out to each side and let Taylor, Beth and Debbie pull her in.

Woo hoo! she yelled when she broke the surface. Does this ever feel great? We should've just swam to the island.

Well, Captain? Olivia taunted. She, Olivia, Sylvia and Penelope surrounded the front of the raft with their cutlasses drawn grinning like the cat that swallowed the bird.

Fuck it! Darcie relented. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em! She sat up on the front of the raft and made the same surrendering gesture Ashley had made and felt several pairs of hands pull her backwards. She flipped over and splashed into the water upside down. The warm Caribbean water soaked her bodice dress, her half-jacket, her panties and her knee-high leather boots all at once. Her hat was gone. As she righted herself under water, she regretted not letting them sink the raft. That way she could have enjoyed getting wet gradually from the bottom up instead of all at once. However she figured they needed at least one raft left in case someone got tired swimming the rest of the way. Also, she needed somewhere to leave the map to keep it dry now. The water felt heavenly and for a moment, she forgot all about Wambeard's treasure. All she wanted to do was swim with her friends.

The job at hand returned to her mind and she turned herself back toward the raft and her crew hanging onto it and surfaced. Happy now? she bubbled.

Yes, yes we are, Debbie replied and placed Darcie's hat back on her head. It was still full of water and dumped over Darcie. It made little difference now.

Darcie smirked at her impertinent crewman and said, Thanks to y'all we have to swim the rest of the way. Let's go.

They actually didn't have to swim far. About fifteen yards closer to shore a sandbar rose up under them and allowed them to walk the rest of the way. They were a sight once they made it to the beach. In addition to Taylor, Debbie and Sylvia also wore outfits with sheer white tops that left nothing to the imagination where their tits were concerned. Penelope, Luisa, Joy, Beth, Alicia and even Darcie's tops, while opaque, clung like a second skin and let anyone who cared to look get a good impression of what was underneath. Darcie, Beth and Amber's plumes in their hats drooped with water running from them. Oh well. They worked in the ocean. Sometimes you get all wet.

What are you doing, Beth? Olivia asked. The first mate was tugging on her right boot while struggling to stand on her left foot.

I'm taking these boots off! Beth replied. They're full of water and it's harder than hell to walk in heels in sand. This whole damned island is sand!

It was true. They were all having trouble walking without stumbling. Whoever thought that they should all wear stiletto heel boots should be keel hauled. Wait! Darcie remembered it was her idea. She'd seen them in the Tortuga Galleria Mall and thought they were cute.

Oh that feels so good! Beth exclaimed as she wiggled her toes in the pristine white sand.

You are so right! Luisa said. She had also removed her boots and was digging her bare feet into the loose sand.

One by one the lady pirates slid their feet out of their wet boots and left them in the sand. Darcie was the last, hesitant to abandon such cute boots but the other girls were right. The white island sand did feel good under bare feet.

Now what are we supposed to do? Ashley asked.

Darcie took another look at the map. We're supposed to find a trail that leads from the beach, she replied. If I can get the rest of you out of the water that is!

A few of the girls had waded back in and were splashing each other and giggling.

Awww! Joy and Taylor said in unison, but the group of splashing girls joined their companions on the beach.

That looks like a trail, said Debbie. She was pointing toward an opening under a pair of palm trees crossing each other and making an X. X marks the spot, she quipped.

Darcie snickered and led them up the beach. Sure enough there was a sandy path into the lush jungle that covered the center of the island. Under the two palm trees was a pirate Jolly Roger painted on a wooden box. Darcie opened the box and removed the parchment inside. It was another of Captain Wambeard's poems she read aloud.

So, ye pirates
Have found me trail.
The treasure is here; I tell ye no tale.
Follow this path to the bridge and ye'll see
A view for which none rivals beauty!
Pause on the bridge and gaze for a while.
What happens next will bring ye a smile.

He certainly is being cryptic, Alicia commented.

Let's go, declared Darcie.

It was a short but uphill walk to the bridge. The path led up to it, but seemed to disappear on the other side into a cliff. Water ran out of a hole in the cliff in a wide, swift stream that narrowed after it passed under the bridge and headed into the jungle.

It's a dead end, Penelope said. I should have listened to Mumsy and stayed home.

Darcie thought for a second. The verse said we were supposed to pause on the bridge and enjoy the view. She stepped onto the bridge and the rest of the crew followed.

Wow! It is amazing! Olivia said. They didn't realize how much they had climbed but the view downstream was open all the way to the beach. It seemed too perfectly framed to be natural, like the plants were kept trimmed to allow those on the bridge to see.

Just then, they all heard a buzzing noise and the bridge opened up under each one of them. Amidst screams, all ten lady pirates dropped straight through and splashed into the fast current below. Darcie thought she was a goner for sure, but the water was only deep where they dropped into it. It quickly shallowed the closer the current pushed them toward the narrow stream that disappeared into the jungle. Darcie tried to catch herself as the water pulled her head first into the stream, but the sides were very smooth and steep and didn't seem to be made of rock at all. All Darcie could do was put her hands out in front of her as she was pulled along on her stomach in the middle of the pack of lady pirates through this slide which looked like it was designed to ride in the water. The current pushed them through banked curves and dips toward who-knew-where, but the screams of fear were soon replaced with shrieks of laughter. What happened next really did bring a smile after all!

Darcie was brought back to reality when she watched Sylvia who was in front of her vanish over a drop off. She barely had time for it to register before she followed her right over the edgeand with a mouth-open scream splattered face-first into a five-foot-deep pool of brown, soupy mud. For some reason, she didn't seem that repulsed over getting a mouthful. The viscosity of the mud pushed her right to the surface and she stood. Somehow she'd managed to keep her hat on. She was busy spitting the mud from her mouth when she heard:

Captain! Look out!

Ashley had been right behind her and landed right on top of her. They both splattered back under the mud and came up sputtering and laughing at each other. Just like getting mud in her mouth didn't gross Darcie out that badly, something seemed natural about rolling around in the mud with Ashley, as if they'd grown up together doing that.

OOOOOO! It had to be mud! Penelope growled after she fell off the end of the slide.

Soon all twelve of them had flown over the end of the slide to be totally covered in the soupy mud. It really wasn't that bad once you were used to it and instead of climbing out immediately, they stayed and horsed around in it for another ten minutes or so. The treasure wasn't going anywhere and they were all thoroughly covered in soupy brown glop. What would it hurt if they played and wrestled for a while? Ashley started a mud ball fight and Beth offered to fix everyone's hair with her new miracle hair mousse which was grinding globs of the stuff into the other girls' hair. Even prissy Penelope gave in, climbing up onto the end of the slide and doing muddy cannon balls. The far end of the mud hole was only about knee-deep and Darcie figured out that it was just perfect for wading and falling forward on her face. Suddenly a feeling came over her. Layers of the slimy stuff had invaded her panties and whenever she moved, it caressed her privates with muddy arousal.

Wouldn't it be great if this was the treasure? she thought to herself.

Hey! I see another clue! Beth declared to break up the mud party.

A few feet along the one path that led from the mud hole stood another of the Jolly Roger boxes. The muddy pirates climbed out of their pit to get back to work. There were more than a few disappointed groans and whines though. Darcie opened the box and read the poem aloud again.

I hope ye enjoyed me own water slide.
I think ye'll agree
It's one hell of a ride.
I hope ye don't mind that mud ye fell in.
Ye know what they say, It's good for the skin!
On to the treasure! And here be a sign,
Follow this path and a grotto ye'll find!

Barefoot and dripping mud from every square inch of her, Darcie led the way down the sandy path. Walking posed a problem. The mud in her panties caressing her got too enjoyable to stand. She couldn't help but begin to hum and moan as with each stride her slimy panties stimulated her. Soon, however, she discovered she was in good company and the hums and moans of twelve muddy, horny pirates resounded through the lush jungle.

Soon, though, they reached a clearing in the jungle. The path led directly under a waterfall and then turned and went through an opening in the rock face. Darcie could make out daylight through the opening and what looked like a pristine pool of water. Another Jolly Roger box was placed at the edge of the falls. Darcie read the verse on the parchment inside.

Here be the grotto.
And once ye pass through,
Dive in the water.
A swim's good for you.
A cave ye will find on the opposite side.
I guarantee ye,
The treasure's inside.
Do me a favor,
Before it ye pursue,
Shower off the mud in these falls.
Don't dirty me pool!

Particular; isn't he? Taylor said with a snicker.

We've been wet all day, Beth replied. And now we're muddy pigs. A shower won't hurt us.

Darcie led the group under the falls. The sand path gave way to one of rock, but it was very smooth and comfortable to walk on in bare feet. The water felt like heaven cascading over them. Mud rolled off the women in clumps and tumbled downstream. They pulled out on their tops and rinsed the mud out of the inside and those in shorts or separate skirt bottoms did the same down there.

After a long while, they all figured they were as clean as they were going to get and stepped through the opening behind the falls. Darcie got her first good look at the grotto. They were standing on the edge of a rock pool. The water was perfectly clear and they could see all the way to the ten-foot-or-so-deep sand bottom on their side. The edge they were standing on only extended about ten feet around the pool either way and then became a sheer rock face that went about half-way around before becoming a sandy shore that made up the other side of the pool. On the other side was another waterfall that seemed to partially obscure a cave entrance. A Jolly Roger box was positioned conspicuously next to the falls.

It looks like the only way to get to the cave is to swim, Darcie announced.

Ashley stuck her foot in the water. Mmmmm! she purred. It feels great! What are we waiting for?

She committed a breach of protocol by not allowing the captain to lead the way when she leapt off the side and performed a perfect dipsy-doodle into inviting pool. Darcie tested the water and learned why Ashley couldn't contain herself. It was the same warm temperature of the ocean water earlier. Without another moment's hesitation Darcie dived in herself. She surfaced and rolled over onto her back. Leisurely she backstroked across watching her laughing crew dive in behind her. Her ornate captain's uniform was ruined from so many swims and playing in the mud, but finding the treasure notwithstanding, this whole adventure had been a lot of fun so far. By this point she almost felt that being soaked in her uniform was the natural way to be instead of keeping it pristine. A moment of dvu came over her as she almost remembered feeling the same way wearing another piece of formal attire that was totally ruined by her circumstances at the time.

No one seemed to be in a great hurry to get to the cave. Some of the girls dived in and simply climbed back out again to do the same thing over and over. Chicken fights broke out in the shallower water and for some reason, Darcie was possessed to perch Ashley onto her shoulders and join in. It seemed so natural even though Ashley was her underling. This seemed familiar too except that for some reason the water should be a little greener and there should be menor boys around.

The pool party lasted for an hour before Darcie declared that they needed to press on. The twelve lady pirates sloshed onto the sandy shore. Pirates weren't known for their personal appearance, but if they didn't look like a rag-tag band before, they certainly did now. Even the more ornate dresses of Darcie and her first and second mates were looking a bit tattered. Oh well. Soon they were going to be rich and could buy anything they wanted.

Darcie opened the Jolly Roger box to read another clue.

I bet ye lingered in me pool for a while.
I don't blame ye one bit.
Beats the hot sun by a mile.
Enter the cave now,
But pirates beware.
Traps and devices
Are found everywhere.
Follow the clues and they'll get you through.
It may get quite messy,
But you'll have fun too!

Darcie led them under the falls and through the cave entrance. It was surprisingly light to see and that was fortunate since no one thought to bring any torches. They would have been waterlogged by this point anyway.

Captain Wambeard must have really loved water, Joy commented.

At least it's pretty warm in here, Olivia added. It was warm indeed. Most caves were cool but this one seemed to be the same temperature as the outside. There were light shafts open in the roof, but that still wouldn't account for how warm or how light it was. It was very strange but they didn't have time to worry about it. They had a treasure to find.

The path through the cave was the same smooth stone that had been at the grotto. This place just got more and more curious. However Darcie was grateful that it was nice under bare feet.

After walking through a tunnel for about fifty yards or so, they found themselves in a small chamber. Not having encountered anything so far, Darcie confidently led her band through the chamber toward the door on the other side. She stepped through one of the shafts of light from the ceiling openings and suddenly two stone doors dropped down over the entrance and the exit.

Damn! We're trapped! she exclaimed.

Well how in the hell do we get untrapped? Alicia asked.

I don't know! Darcie replied.

While she didn't know why, she instinctively realized that was probably the wrong thing to say. They all heard what sounded like rushing air above their heads. Looking up they saw that dozens if not hundreds of small holes were opening in the ceiling, perforating it. Immediately after, something came pouring out. Green slime splattered all ten girls in the face and rained down over their bodies. The girls put their hands over their heads and tried to get out from under it, but there was nowhere to go. It poured from every square inch of the ceiling. Eventually they realized it was better than the walls closing in on them and stood there and submissively took it. Darcie, Beth and Alicia at first regretted dropping their hats in the pool and leaving them during the chicken fights, but soon saw that their hair was totally destroyed already. A little slime wasn't going to hurt.

The green stopped flowing but was quickly replaced with blue. Darcie began to giggle realizing that once you got over it, it felt pretty good, especially what was running down her cleavage and puddling in her panties. The other girls must have realized the same thing because when the blue stopped, they all kept looking up as if expecting it to be replaced with yet another color. Darcie decided to tempt things.

Well what do we do now, crew? she loudly asked.

We don't know! they all answered back in unison. Pink slime rained down out of the holes in the ceiling on twelve giddy, giggling lady pirates. They were shampooing themselves with it now. The pink stopped and was replaced with orange. Once the orange was depleted, the stone doors rolled back up into the walls and the girls carefully made their way to the exit across the slimy floor. A Jolly Roger box was in the hall outside the chamber. Darcie wiped what she could from her face and hands and removed the parchment. It said:

Ye had so much fun,
Ye used up me slime!
A lucky thing though;
It allowed me to rhyme.
In the next chamber
I tell you no story.
To find the way out,
Find the hole that is glory.

What the hell does that mean? Taylor asked.

Joy started to answer, I don't

STOP! they all yelled. They really didn't care if they got slimed again, but it was time to move on.

Darcie led them into the next chamber which appeared to be a dead end.

See if you can find a hidden door or something, Darcie said.

They fanned out and Beth and Debbie found what looked like a door in the rock face on the other side.

Here's a door, but it won't budge, Beth said. We tried pushing it all different ways.

'Find the hole that is glory,' it said, Darcie commented allowed.

Amber and Alicia suddenly looked at each other and said in unison, GLORY HOLE!

Both of them frantically looked all around the room at the walls about waist high.

I found one! declared Alicia.

So did I! echoed Amber.

Each one of them had found a small cap in the wall about three inches in diameter. There was a button next to each one. Both girls pressed the buttons and the caps flipped off onto the floor. From the holes left behind, out popped what looked like for all intents and purposes, two men's penises.

Those CAN'T be real! Can they? wondered Debbie. They did indeed appear to be artificial.

Maybe not, but let's find out if they work! replied Amber. She and Alicia dropped to their knees and began giving head to the pseudo cocks. After a minute or two, something happened. Both girls rocked back from the cocks and landed on their butts, their mouths full and dripping a milky, white fluid. More of the fluid shot out and sprayed both of them in the face, down the fronts of their outfits and all over their bare cleavage so much of it went down their tops. Amber and Alicia sat there and laughed, making no attempt to move out of the way until the fluid stopped flowing.

Looks like they work just like real ones! Alicia declared. Even better!

Look! Sylvia shouted, pointing at the door. It had moved somewhat, retracting into the wall. It wasn't much, but it had obviously moved.

The door must move every time a dick gets off! Amber stated. Everyone, there must be more of them!

Darcie looked at her First Mate. Sometimes a pirate's gotta do what a pirate's gotta do, Beth said shrugging her shoulders. Darcie shook her head and snickered. Amber and Alicia went back to servicing the two cocks they had exposed and the other ten pirates spread out around the room, each one eventually finding a glory hole of her own.

Darcie knelt in front of hers. It wasn't as if she'd never done this before, but usually there was grateful flesh and blood attached to it. Captain Wambeard, you're a pervert, she said with a giggle under her breath and took the artificial unit in her mouth and began to blow it. After a minute or so, the same thing happened to her that had happened to Amber and Alicia. A milky, white wad shot out with a lot of force and immediately filled her mouth and ran over. It wasn't what usually came out when doing this. It was more like a sweet icing. Since they were already covered in slime anyway, none of the girls seemed to care about getting shot in the face or tits with it. The all seemed to enjoy it, sitting back and giggling while being decorated with artificial cum.

Darcie was no exception. She blew her cock, let it blast her mouth full and then sat back to enjoy the sticky facial. It wasn't as if she'd never done that before either. She just didn't get decorated so much in one sitting. Each time the cock stopped squirting her, she looked at the door. It was taking its own sweet time, but it was continuing to retract. Hopefully it would retract beyond the wall and they could slip through.

After taking twenty shots or so in the face, Darcie saw that it finally looked like the door was completely open. We can stop now! she declared. No one listened to her.

Hey! The door's open! she yelled. The other eleven pirates kept right on working.

Fuck it! Darcie finally said and went back to work on her own cock, letting it squirt her in the face and tits again and again. She realized the search for the treasure was probably going to be a lot more fun than actually spending it.

Eventually they had to stop because they drained the mechanism of cum.

At least the door is open really wide, Olivia quipped.

Dripping white, sticky cum the twelve lady pirates crossed into the adjoining chamber. A Jolly Roger emblem was painted on a small door in the wall. Darcie opened it and removed the parchment scroll inside.

If ye made it this far,
The treasure is near.
But if ye wear more than your panties,
The next clue won't appear!

What the fuck? Darcie wondered out loud.

You heard him! Amber declared. She and Alicia turned toward each other and grabbed the other's outfit right between her tits. They simultaneously yanked and with a loud rip, both outfits tore from their bodies leaving Alicia in pink bikini panties with red hearts and Alicia in bright blue lace boy shorts.

Now wait a minute! Beth cried but Amber and Alicia had already turned around to face the two girls on either side of them, Debbie and Joy respectively. Alicia grabbed a shocked Joy's top just like she'd grabbed Amber's and Amber grabbed the center of Debbie's bra top with one hand and the top of her bodice skirt with the other. They ripped the outfits off in one yank. Debbie was in a pink thong and Joy wore black lace bikini panties. Both girls looked a bit shocked, but grinned at the same time. It was more of a, I can't believe you just did that, expression than one of anger.

It didn't take them long to get into the spirit of things. The four nearly naked girls went after the screaming Olivia, Sylvia, Taylor and Luisa. All eight of them ganged up on Penelope and Ashley, leaving just Beth and Darcie fully clothed.

The ten topless pirates surrounded them. You know this is insubordination! Darcie declared. She was mocking anger by now, resigned to the fact that she would soon be as naked as her crew and starting to enjoy the thought.

We know! a grinning Ashley said, drawing near Darcie and Beth in just her yellow thong.

Before you mutiny, Darcie said, I just want to know one thing. Who made these clothes?

Why I did! Alicia declared proudly, puffing out her naked chest and jiggling her exposed tits.

Why did they rip apart so easily then? Darcie asked.

I don't know, Alicia replied. Something just told me to use breakaway thread in all of the seams.

Darcie and Beth grinned at each other and gave into the inevitable. The both threw their arms out wide and shrieked as the girls split into two groups of five and with a single yank reduced both dresses to ribbons and left Darcie in her black lace boy shorts and Beth in red bikini panties.

For whatever reason it worked. A door opened on the far end of the room with a Jolly Roger box just inside it. With all the dignity a topless lady pirate could muster, Darcie walked over and removed the scroll it contained to read it aloud.

Think ye'd be strippin'
When ye first read me map?
Look out in the next room
For me next booby trap!

With not much left to lose, Darcie led her nearly naked crew through the short tunnel and into the next chamber. Like so many before, it appeared to be a dead end. Suddenly a noise got their attention and caused them all to turn toward one wall. Portals were opening up in the wall and what looked like cannons were poking through. The girls were frozen for a second, just long enough for the twelve cannons to fire off their first volley. However instead of a boom, they all heard what sounded like the rush of air, and instead of a cannon ball, each cannon fired a blackberry cream pie. It happened too quickly to react to, so Darcie had no choice but to stand there and watch the sweet projectile explode over her tits. The same thing happened to each member of her crew. Humiliated beyond caring by this point, they all decided to just let Captain Wambeard, wherever he was, have his fun. Volleys of chocolate cream, banana cream, coconut cream and cherry followed, stinging a little as they splattered all over the girls' fronts.

Even though they stung, Darcie felt aroused at the attack. It seemed natural for some reason.

'Booby trap,' Penelope said sarcastically. I get it.

At least we didn't get pied in the face! Ashley said. She couldn't have sounded ditzier if she'd tried. Darcie heard a bit of mechanical movement behind the wall, as if the cannons were being reaimed.

Oh boy! she managed to say before they opened fire again, this time plastering all twelve girls in the face at least twenty times. Again, they just stood there and took what was coming to them. If one of them was ditzy enough to mention getting pied in the face, they deserved to be plastered over and over. Darcie and a couple of the others even started to absently rub the sticky glop over other parts of their bodies and smear it over their naked tits and into their panties.

A panel in the wall opposite the entrance opened once the pies stopped flying. The girls wiped pie out of their eyes and followed Darcie through although it was hard to tell who was who at this point they were all so covered with glop.

The next room appeared to be their destination! In the center of the chamber was a wooden chest with a skeleton key sticking out of the lock. Atop the chest sat a parchment scroll. Darcie read it out loud.

At last, the treasure,
Me fortunate crew.
Its value to measure
May be hard to do.
A use for these gadgets,
Me crew we found none.
But since ye pirates be lasses,
I bet ye'll have fun!

Darcie opened the chest and smirked at its contents.

What is it, Captain? Luisa asked eagerly.

Darcie snickered and held up a vibrator in each hand, turning them on as she held them over her head. More precious than gold, ladies! she declared.

Shrieking and giggling, the pirate crew tore into the chest. There was more than enough treasure for all of them. Then they noticed twelve cushions on the floor against the wall with reclining cushions built into the wall behind them. Amber ripped her panties off first, then Alicia. Taylor and Joy were next, in such a hurry to be totally naked by the time they got to the cushions, they didn't care about their last shred of clothing. The rest seemed to be following their lead.

Darcie started to pull hers off, but with her thumb under the waist elastic said, Oh, fuck it! and ripped them to pieces. She was already going to have to go back to the ship nearly naked. What harm was it to be totally naked. There wasn't anyone else on this island but them anyway. Was there? Plus the thought of exploring the rest of the island naked later was making her horny!

Darcie found a cushion and put the vibrator to work. She heard a noise and through squinted eyes saw cannon ports in the far wall opening up and small ports above their heads as well.

Go for it, Wambeard! she uttered with labored breath. Let me have it!

A chocolate cream exploded in her face just as purple slime hit her head from the deluge pouring out above her. Naked, horny and very, very messy Captain Darcie sat back and played with her vibrator taking pie after pie plastering her in the face and deluge after deluge of slime raining down from above amidst the happy moans of her naked, horny and very, very messy crew.

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See, Pete? Jim Sutton said swiveling his chair toward his wife's sister's boyfriend, I told you that erotic hypnotist knew what he was doing! You owe me twenty bucks.

That will teach me to argue with 'Yoda' the WAM Jedi Master, Pete chuckled handing Jim two tens from his wallet.

Jim and Pete, along with Curtis Fox, Amber's husband Mike, his brother and Alicia's boyfriend Gary and Warren, on-again-off-again boyfriend of Penelope Van der Splat, all sat in a large control room watching the twelve lady pirates thoroughly enjoying themselves while being increasingly covered in layers of glop.

How long before we break the hypnotic spell and let them know that they're not really pirates and we're just testing out my new 'adult oriented' funhouse island? Curtis asked.

Let 'em get off a few more times, Jim replied. If they're too worn out to walk, they sure can't chase us when they find out we tricked them!

The guys sat back and returned to watching the large-screen monitor and the thoroughly humiliated, but very content pirates enjoy what for now to them was their private little party.

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Darcie! DARCIE! Jim called, nudging his moaning wife in the arm.

Darcie suddenly awoke wide eyed and looked Jim in the face with some unworldly stare. She grabbed her pillow and slugged her husband with it. It caught Jim off guard and he rolled off the bed and thumped onto the floor.

What the hell was that all about? Jim said crawling to his feet.

I'm sorry, sweetie, Darcie said, sitting up in her blue satin gown and trying to hold back a giggle. I guess I was still in this wild dream I was having.



It sounded pretty wild, Jim replied. What the heck was going on?

It was really weird. I was with Beth, Debbie, Ashley, Sylvia and Olivia and we were pirates with Ashley's friends Taylor and Joy and the cast of The Parallel Universe and The Adventures of Penelope Van der Splat. Except we weren't really pirates.

Go on, Jim said with a sigh and a roll of his eyes.

Darcie smirked and continued. We were all on this island owned by Taylor's boss, Curtis Fox, Darcie continued. You, Fox and Pete, along with Mike and Gary from The Parallel Universe and some guy who was supposed to be Penelope's boyfriend, had gotten us hypnotized so we thought we were pirates and were looking for Captain Wambeard's treasure.

Wambeard? Jim said laughing.

Darcie was getting a little pissed. Do you want to hear this or not? she asked.

Okay, Jim replied.

Anyway, Darcie went on, you guys were all in this room that controlled the whole thing. You kept setting off stuff to get us all wet, or drop us in mud or slime us or throw pies at us.

How'd we manage that? Jim asked, walking toward his chest of drawers.

You guys all had this big control panel, Darcie replied. You could drop us off bridges into the water slide and send us into the mud, drop slime on us, throw pies at usyou name it.

You mean like this one? Jim asked. He touched a button on the side of the chest and the top drawer fade swung over to reveal a control panel with lighted switches. The next drawer's fade flipped over to reveal a monitor on which Darcie saw herself sitting on the bed. Jim grinned wickedly and hit a button.

No, WAIT! Darcie cried, but it was too late. A pipe above her head opened up and gallons of water showered down on her, soaking her, the bed and the carpet instantly.

Cut that out! she cried. This isn't the play room!

Oh, I'm just getting started, Jim replied. He touched another control and the water stopped. Darcie was too stunned to move. He pressed a button and a portal in the wall opened up to reveal what looked like a cannon.

Oh shit! Darcie exclaimed as Jim pressed some more controls. Gallons of green slime poured from the spout over her head and every variety of pie shot from the cannon and exploded in her face.

Jim paused the barrage for a second. Darcie cleared her eyes and looked around at her destroyed bedroom.

Here, her husband said, tossing something onto her lap. You may as well have some fun too.

Darcie picked up the object and switched it on. Despite her bedroom being completely trashed beyond repair, she laughed when it made its little humming sound.

Fuck it! Darcie relented. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em! She threw off her slimy blanket and sheet, spread her legs wide open and shoved the vibrator right up where it could do the most good. Flopping back against the headboard she declared, Let me have it!

That's my girl, Jim said and touched the control to resume covering his lovely wife with gallons of slime and plastering her over and over with cream pies.

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That's my girl, the sleeping Jim muttered. Next to him Darcie, his wife, watched with amusement.

He's having that dream again, she said. He won't tell me what happens, but it sure gets him hard.

Darcie pulled the sheet and blanket back and sure enough, Jim's cock was sticking out of his boxer shorts.

I woke him up the last time I tried this, she said. Better not climb on top of him. There's more than one way to do this.

She reached into her nightstand and pulled out her little battery operated friend. If Jim was going to get off, she deserved to as well. She crawled down to the end of the bed and came up between Jim's legs. Hovering over his erect cock, she whispered, Let's see if I can make this a wet dream.

Placing the vibrator between her own legs, she slipped her mouth over the end of Jim's erection and began to bob and quietly hum.