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The two women stared at each other wide-eyed.
"Africa?" Jane said, "Does he think we'll just go to Africa with him?" She tried to sound angry, but fear and confusion made her voice tremble. Biannka placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"I have been thinking about an idea." She half whispered and looked dubious, "It might not work and it could be quite dangerous!" Jane assured her:
"Lay it on me, Biannka. Right now the best plan I have heard is going to fucking Senegal with a mad sex-offender. I am open to all suggestions." Biannka laid it on her. It was bold and ingenious, and it was assured to piss Lomax off big time if it did not work. But it might actually work, Jane realized. The biggest problem was avoiding getting caught preparing it.
"Even presuming the healing pump can compensate for moving the cargo around," Jane said, "and we don't tip over, we'll probably need an hours worth of work. He'll hear or feel or both."
"So we'll have to make sure that he does not." Biannka stated.
'Easy for you to say, ' Jane thought, 'you are not the one who is going to have to entertain him are you? But of course," she admitted to herself, "it would not be her either. He'd pick Cathy or Malu or even the child, if he hadn't had her already." Her heart aced at the thought of her gentle lover in the grips of that predator. Aloud she said:
"I'll talk to the others. Lets get this course plotted." When Biannka passed her to get the charts, Jane put a hand on her arm and said:
"If you get us out of this, the job as second mate of Neptunia is yours for life!" The older woman smiled:
"Thank you, captain! I'll hold you to that!"
By four in the afternoon, Jane had talked to everybody and the plan had formed. Cathy had gotten the biggest steaks out of the pantry and was preparing a real feast with wine, two courses and massive amounts of food. They were betting that he had not had a decent meal in quite a while and would eat and drink too much. He probably would not be daft enough to get drunk or anything, but even delayed reaction would help.
For whatever reason Malu and Shirlynn were in the passenger's quarters, talking too loud and not exactly in their own voices. On the bridge Isi was attempting to have a conversation with Lomax. He had requested her presence, apparently believing that the others would behave as long at he had a hostage. In a way he was right. Ultimately, the plan could not commence if they were not all together for it.
Jane was in the engine-room running a complete check of the healing pump from hydraulic pressure to manual override. It was working at peek efficiency and should be able (as was its function) to shift ballast fast enough to compensate for the movement of the cargo, thus keeping them level in the water.
Biannka was checking the cargo. She banged her fist against the sides of the crates. They were large wooden crates of a very sturdy build and weighed about 1.200 pounds each. Stacked two and two, there was less than 7 inches between the top one and the main deck (which of course was the ceiling down here). It seemed perfect. Naturally, a million things could still go wrong: He could hear or feel her working on the crates, in which case he would probably bash her head in. Or he could decide not to go look for them, in which case they would look really stupid, with their trap all set and lying in hiding. They'd just have to hope for the best, she guessed.
When dinner came they were as ready as they were ever going to be. Lomax ate more than any of them had ever seen one man consume - admittedly most of them did not have much of a reference, but still. On top of that he drank more than an entire bottle of wine. When dinner was done, if anything, he just appeared refreshed.
"That," Lomax said and smacked his lips, "was one of the best meals I've ever had! I almost feel like making the cook happy in return, but that will have to wait a little." He rose and reached out to Maul, who stood and took the offered hand.
"We don't want to be disturbed!" He said, as he pulled Malu out of the room, "Ya'll behave now!"
They had known that this was coming and had agreed that whoever got picked would have to entertain him for at least an hour, to give Biannka time to set the trap. They had not discussed what to do if Biannka got picked herself (she was the only crewmember who had the nessary prowess with the forklift to even attempt the reshuffle of the crates) -past forty and not beautiful by any conventional standards, the chances that he would pick her were considered slim at best. Even Shirlynn had been taken into confidence, everyone hoping that she would not be the one picked (though after their talk, Jane felt al but sure that Lomax had already licked that particular pot of honey).
Biannka rose the second the door shut behind Lomax and his victim of the hour:
"I will need someone to call the distances." she said and left without waiting for the election. Isi jumped from her seat and followed Biannka saying that she would handle it. The remaining three began clearing the table more to pass the time than anything else.
The minute the door to the captain's quaters closed behind them, Malu changed. She pulled away from him and sat down on the bunk, straightening her back to show off a pair of very nice, well-formed breasts. Her attitude was that of a person who was in complete control and indeed that was how she felt. Among women she often felt immature and daft, but here she was on her home-turf. Men, she had always felt, were her special area of expertise!
"I was hoping you would pick me." she said and curled one of her light red locks around her index finger. Lomax had gone to the corner for a beer but jerked his head up and looked at her at that. She smiled:
"We have been out for weeks! A girl gets urges, you know?!" Malu claimed and removed her T-shirt. She was wearing her best underwear, a dark brown and flimsy thing that was exactly the right shade for her fair skin. When she looked up again, Lomax was staring wide-eyed at her ample breasts and she knew that she had him right where she wanted him. Basically she had never met a man who would not rather receive than take, and apparently Lomax was no exception. If you could pretend to give it up freely and maybe even like it, you could make them do anything.
Anyway they 'had' been at sea for 10 days and a girl 'did' get urges. The guy was built like an Olympic athlete and wanted to get down - she was all with that.
Lomax was shedding the ridicules costume and moving to the bed. When he got there, he almost stabbed her in the throat with his all but fully erect dick and took a large swig from his beer. Things were moving way too fast - he would never last an hour that way - and she would get no release. She slipped sideways away from his meat-dagger and stood.
"Can I have a beer too? I am a little dry." she said, already moving for the corner with the beer. He made a 'suit yourself gesture' and pouted a little. She smiled back at him:
"Why don't you lay down and get comfortable?" Still clearly feeling put down he did. His erection had dwindled a little. Opening her beer Malu eyed it worriedly; she liked her meat strong and big and was not impressed yet. Still, it was what she had to work with, so it would have to do.
She drank form her beer and put it down on the floor at the end of the bunk and knelt. His feet were less than clean. There was nothing on board that he could have used for shoes and he had walked around barefoot all day. She skipped over his feet and planted a wet kiss on his left ankle. At that exact time she felt and faintly heard the movement of the forklift in the cargo area. Naturally she was expecting it, waiting for it even, but she could not believe that he did not register it! She increased her pace a little and kissed her way up his right and left leg faster than she would have normally done, trying to keep his attention.
Apparently what she did do was good enough for him. When she reached his crotch, he was back at full mast. He was quite long, but not as thick as Malu liked them. A slightly pungent smell rose from him and Malu quickly jumped to her feet and ran to the sink by the door. He eyed her suspiciously as she wetted a towel and returned to the bunk. She gave him the basic rubdown; cock-head, testicles and asshole. Then she sniffed experimentally, threw the towel away, smiled up at him and planted a big kiss on the purple head.
She then opened her mouth and took him in. She was immediately forgiven for her tardiness. He moaned and jerked his hips from the word go. She sucked him directly into her mouth and teased the cock-head with her tongue. Then she almost let him out, released suction and scratched him lightly with her teeth. Sucking him in again she bobbed her head hard and fast like a sprint.
When that almost had him cumming, she let him fall out and licked his shaft and balls while she masturbated him with slow deliberate stokes. She alternated like this for minutes on end, until finally he was breathing hard and getting more persistent in his movements. She grabbed the base of his cock hard enough to get his attention:
"If I lets you come in my mouth," she said, "will you be able to get it up again soon?" He nodded quickly and enthusiastically, closed his eyes and tilted his head back again. She would have chanced it anyway. There was no way that she could spend an hour with the guy if he could only come once. In her experience all men could be 'resurrected' within 5-10 minutes if they had not worked to get off. Needless to say, her statistical evidence for this assumption was somewhat tainted; she had never tried it on anyone older than 29!
She took him as deep as she could and did another short sprint. This time when he started jerking, she let him come. His semen had a nice, almost sweet taste to it. Malu was a natural come-lover, but even she had never had anything like it. It went down like chocolate-cream.
He lay still for a while and she just drank from her beer and enjoyed the sheer massiveness of his beauty. When she lit a cigarette he opened his eyes and smiled at her. They shared the cigarette in silence. She let her hand play lightly on his colossal thigh and even before the cigarette was gone, he was more or less ready again.
What would really have got her going at that point was a long-lasting, rough cunt-licking, but her female instincts told her that Lomax was not that kind of a guy. Instead she pushed him down on his back and sat on his cock - locking it between his stomach and her sex. She then proceeded to grate her clitoris against the entire length of his cock. Adjusting the angle a little she covered him with her abundant juices (sucking cock would always get her wet) and resumed the rubbing.
Keeping their sexes together she lowered her lips to his and they kissed. One deep kiss was all he got. He badly needed to brush his teeth and kissed too roughly for her tastes. Instead she placed the palms of her hands on his massive chest, rose from his cock and caught it with her vagina when it tilted upwards.
She pushed down on it and sighed deeply as it penetrated her. This was exactly what she had needed. She ground her pelvis against his and felt him banging roughly against her uterus. Rising and falling she soon found a good rhythm. Her inner lips were unusually large and meaty and every time she rose on his dick she felt them dragging along his shaft. She had had that sensation before of course, but the length of his dick made it especially wild.
Now totally lost in the moment, her movements got less deliberate and faster. Digging her sharp and strong nails into his chest she almost drew blood. Her pace was now controlled solely by her oncoming orgasm. Despite his impressive length she almost lost contact with him twice. Then it hit her. She thrust herself down at him hard once, went totally rigid and screamed. Her cunt-muscles worked up and down his shaft while she came and came, but having just spewed his load, he held back. Finally she relaxed her steel-grip on his chest and sunk off him onto the bunk.
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