It was a hot and humid night. Not a single cloud in the sky as stars sparkled like diamonds above the infamous Black Pearl. The scent of the sea and sour grog mixed into the air.

Captain Hector Barbossa gazed toward the beautiful young lass who had been steering the ship to an unknown region of the Earth while observing the constellations above. Enjoying the aesthetically pleasing lass along with his grog. Her dirty blonde hair fluttered with the breeze. He has been eyeing her from head to toe for quite some time now. She looked so distant, a stranger yet she seemed familiar. He traced every contour of her body, pausing only to enjoy the form of her rounded behind.

Hector imagines the girl's plump bottocks underneath her scarlet dress. He ran his imagination of how the girl would look without her clothes.

'Surely she's still somewhat innocent,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe some experience with boys her age but ne'er a real man.'

After all, it had been a while since he had been with a younger woman. Let alone somebody who isn't a wench.

He continued to run his imagination, now thinking of the lass in a way any pirate would to a beautiful young woman, corrupting her, defiling her. Imagining how she would ride up and down in front of him, how her slit would feel around his cock, her pearly white skin tainted by his grimed hands.

Captain Barbossa took a swig of grog then made his way toward the young lass, his wooden leg thuds against the wooden deck of the ship.

He noticed the book in the young woman's hands as she flipped through its pages. It was Galileo Galilei's diary that once belonged to him.

He approached as quietly as possible from behind, he croaked, "Where did you get that from, missy? I know this book."

The startled girl took the book to her chest, their gaze met, her sapphire-blue eyes looking back at him curiously.

Captain Barbossa took a whiff of the breeze, her sweet scent excited him more. "Stolen from an Italian ship many years ago." He continued. Hoping to strike a conversation with the beautiful young lass.

"Stolen? No, you're mistaken." She replied to him without hesitation.

Her remark made Hector even more intrigued. It is rare for a woman to show boldness in front of the legendary Captain Barbossa.

"There was a ruby on the cover I would not soon forget." He replied, his thoughts wandered back to the time he left the book to another woman he met so many years ago and wondered how she was doing.

It was so many years ago, right after the events with the Brethren Court. After the Pirate King Elizabeth Swann declared a war against the East India Trading Company and won against its full might.

After the war, Hector found himself on a small island where their primary source of income was fish and whale oil. She found him serving drinks to sailors and fishermen. Just drinks and nothing more. She was full of humor, she dreamed of adventure and brought light to his dark life. He thought about settling down, to stop being a pirate as he loved her, but he loved the sea more. The moment he has heard of a man named Blackbread terrorizing the seas, as a Pirate Lord, he knew he must take action.

"This was given to me by my father," the young lass said, snapping him back from his reminiscing. She fetched something from her pocket, she opened up her hand to show him the shimmering red gemstone. "Who was clearly a man of science."

Jack the monkey suddenly leaped and snatched the gem from her hand. The girl tried to run after the monkey. However, Captain Barbossa blocked her path with his arm by grabbing the helm in front of her, stopping her from going after the tiny ape. Her bosom grazed his arm.

"He was clearly a common thief." He declared with a smirk on his face knowing that he finally got her where he wanted her.

A sharp slap stung across his cheek sobering him up a little.

"The memory of my father will not be defiled by the tongue of a pirate!" She protested. "This diary here is my birthright. Left to me on the steps of a children's home. Along with a name and nothing else."

"Oh, so you're an orphan." He said as if taking pity on her sob story. "What you be called?" He asked.

"Brightest star in the north gave me my name." She replied with teary eyes.

He observed her rubbing her thumb against the stars on the book cover.

"That would be Carina." He replied, trying to impress her with his knowledge.

"Yes, Carina Smyth. So you do know your star." She stared back at him.

"I am Captain." He announced. "I know which star to follow home." He pulled his face close to hers, savoring the scent of her sweet, warm breath as her breathing quickened.

"C-captain, sir?" Carina stuttered in shock. "I don't think it's appropriate for us to do this." She tried to protest.

"Why not, young miss. You are a woman and I am a man. I know you want this too. You had been looking at me the moment we met." He replied, his grip firmly against her arms.

Henry tried to intervene as soon as he saw what the pirate was doing with the girl but was shocked when he noticed Carina lunging her face to the man, locking her lips with his.

She was sweet, the sweetest he had ever tasted. Sweeter than any Spanish wine he had ever tasted, sweeter than any American apple. Her tongue slid into his. She was aggressive yet her inexperienced. Her kiss was suffocating, but also intoxicating. She released herself from him to catch some air, a trail of their mixed saliva still linking her lips to his.

His hands cupped her buttocks and gave her a firm squeeze. He pulled her close to him. His hard cock rubbing on her belly.

"Captain," Carina called to him. She hooked her tiny finger from the back inside his large bicorn hat, fixing the massive headgear on her head.

"Call me Hector." He countered.

"Hector, take me to your cabin." She whispered to his ear. Her tiny hands clasped together behind his neck as she clung to him.

"Aye, missy!" Roared the old man, wrapping his hand around her waist.

The hinges of the double door creaked loudly as it swung wide open. The two made their way back into the captain's cabin. The scent of her sweat almost covered up the room's lingering mouldy smell.

He buried his face on her long neck, kissing her and leaving his marks on her, like a frenzied beast mauling its prey.

"Captain, I mean, Hector please." She protested as she giggled through his attacks. "Hector!"

Captain Barbossa paused, "What is it girl?" He asked. "Don't tell me to stop. There will be no turning back now." He claimed with a grim tone.

"I-I'm just very ticklish there." She replied.

He took her arms and forced her down on the hard bed, a small yelp escaped her lips. He lunged toward the young lass to take his prize. He took a small dagger from his boot, pressing it against the woman's corset, slicing its laces to remove it.

He tossed the dagger on the floor. His hands gripped to the sides of Carina's corset, forcefully ripped it open with his full might.

"Captain…" she mumbles.

But he paid her no attention. He tugged on her dress, exposing one of her breasts. Her stiff nipple perked up in the air.

He placed the tiny bud inside his mouth, her back would arch for everytime that he would flick her nipple with his tongue.

"Ooohhh… Captain…" she moaned, running her hand on his head. His powdered wig fell to her side.

Hearing her moan made the old man's heart flutter. He excitedly began to remove her dress with Carina helping him undo her clothing.

The young woman was completely naked except for the large hat on her head. She wrapped her bony fingers on his collar, pulled him to her to land a kiss on his lips. Her tongue slid into his mouth searching for his.

Both of them wrestled on the bed, she forced him to lay on his back. He hurriedly removed his coat. Her hands ran up and down his side taking off his shirt.

Carina slowly moved down on him, kissing every inch of his body along the way, her fingertips traced his battle scars, until she finally reached his trousers. Her fingers fiddled with his belt buckle, unlatching his belt, she proceeded to lower down his pants, gently exposing him to her.

She gasped, seeing his hard, warty cock in front of her.

"What's the problem miss, ne'er seen a cock before?!" He remarked with a loud thunderous laugh.

"I-I had too!" She replied, her face turned red. "I've just never seen one this big." She mumbled in embarrassment.

Captain Barbossa laughed even harder.

Carina took his cock on her hand, she stroked his hard member several times before spitting a glob of saliva on it. She stroked it some more, swallowed some of her own saliva before taking him inside her warm mouth. Her teeth grazed his shaft.

"Careful now my sweet love." He remarked.

"Sorry, you're just really big." She apologized before continuing to blow him.

She allowed her tongue to roll around his head, sliding it from side to side then rubbed her tongue against his warts.

"You're getting better at that." He praised, putting a hand over her head while the young woman worked her mouth around his cock.

She took his cock down her throat, forcing her to gag. It didn't last long until he began to feel the need to relieve himself but he didn't want to just yet.

"Come my love, I want to feel your cunt around my cock." He urged the girl.

Carina moved her way toward him, kissing him one last time. She positioned herself on top of him, holding his cock with her hand. She guided him into her hole, her pussy lips parted as his head penetrated her. With his large hat still on her head, her eyes were closed while biting her lower lip, she allowed herself to take him in. His shaft rubbed against her vaginal walls. His cock felt as if her pussy was a perfect fit.

His hands moved almost automatically, he reached out to her breasts. He pinched her nipples between his fingers.

Slowly, she began to move, grinding her hips on top of him. Her movement gradually became faster, gyrated herself on him, rode him like a mighty steed.

His hands began to wander all over her body, from massaging her breasts, down to her waist as she moved her hips back and forth, allowing his cock to slide in and out of her precious slit. Her pearly white skin, stained with his grime.

"Oh fuck!" She moaned out, riding his cock hard. Beads of sweat formed around her neck.

"What a dirty mouth you have, my Carina." Captain Barbossa laughed. "Your father would have been upset!" He bolstered, enjoying the corrupted girl on top of him.

"Please do not talk about my father." She replied, her breathing became heavier. She continued to grind herself on top of him.

"Very well, I'm sorry my love." He replied, taking her hand on his before kissing it.

He began to feel himself twitch inside the young woman. He grabbed her by the waist slamming her hard on his cock.

"I am close, my Carina." He warned her.

Carina replied by gyrating herself harder, faster on top of him.

"Oh Captain, I am close too." She announced to him.

Not a moment longer, he felt his balls tightened, he released his semen inside the young woman. Her pussy pulsated around his cock, squeezing him of every drop.

Carina collapsed herself on Captain Barbossa's chest, letting his massive bicorn hat fall to their side. She pressed her ears against his chest.

Captain Barbossa patted her head, combed her hair with his grimy fingers. Both of them feel as if they have found what they were searching for. Feeling comfort and love with each other, their hearts pounded synchronously. Using his chest as a pillow, the young lass began to snore.