The waters slowly rocked the deck. Nothing but crystal blue horizons as far as he could see. Aether lay on his back wearing nothing at all as the sun shone warmly upon his skin. His head rested on a set of powerful thighs. Calloused fingertips sifted through his golden locks. Giant, bare boobs obscured her face but the sea shanty on her lips came through loud and clear.

She had a rich singing voice, shockingly melodic and striking. That voice, normally barking commands, had a dulcet, tender tone. As the song drew to a close, she brought her hands down his neck towards his chest. Resting her palms flat across his nipples, she leaned forward and finally brought that gorgeous face into view.

"Hey, Captain," he said.

"Hey, First Mate."

Down went her palms to his stomach. The fingers caressed his abb muscles appreciatively. Slowly, those fingers drifted down, down towards his groin.

"First Mate," she said. "Are we ready to set sail?."

"I could use some help hoisting the flag."

"Understood," she chuckled.

Beidou hucked spit into her palm. The wet hand grabbed his cock. Using a corkscrew motion, she twisted up and down on the skin, moving with the slow rhythm of the boat. Beidou slipped out beneath him. Laying his head on the deck, she crawled down to his waist and lowered her face between his thighs.

Beidou let out a puff of air, tickling his length.

"The winds are strong, Captain."

"Good. Then the sailing will be smooth."

The hand job continued. Beidou lathered up her palm and rubbed the head around the tip. Using her other hand, she fondled his testicles. Her long tongue licked up the cock. Between licks, her strong lips planted kisses. She suckled the foreskin, making sensual little sighs.

Soon, his cock stood erect and throbbing.

"The colors are flying, Captain."

"And doesn't it look good," she grinned. "First Mate. I'll be taking the helm now. Prepare to set sail."

"Aye, aye, Captain."

With that, Beidou mounted him. He slipped deep inside, moaning happily as her walls clenched around him. Beidou splayed her palms across his chest. Back arched, her face hung directly above his.

"Captain," he said. "We're ready to weigh anchor. But first, we should say the farewell to shore."

"Hm?"

"I mean we should kiss."

Beidou lowered herself. Her muscular, taut stomach rested against his. The full weight of her chest and squishy breasts landed upon him. He wrapped his hands around her waist, reveling in the firmness of her buttocks. She cupped his face, bent down, and kissed him.

Captain and First Mate set sail to uncharted shores. Sometimes, the waters were smooth, sometimes, they bucked and roiled madly. No matter what, they always brought the sailors to the most wonderful treasure.