Part One

Hannah Williams sat on her knees next to her father's bed in the Captain's quarters of the pirate ship. He had passed away nearly an hour ago, but she couldn't bring herself to leave him. He had captained this ship for twenty years, bringing her along ten years ago when her mother had died. Now at nineteen, she was alone.

"Hannah," a gruff male voice behind her said. She recognized the voice as that of the first mate, now Captain, Edward Tate. "You have to let him go," he contiuned. "We have to give his body over to the sea now."

Hannah couldn't, rather wouldn't, move from her place. She screamed as Edward grasped her hands and pulled her away from her father's lifeless body. She screamed again as the crew removed the body from the room. Hannah felt Edward's arm around her as he pulled her close to him. It didn't matter how much she struggled in his arms, she couldn't get away.

"I know it hurts," Hannah heard Edward say, "but the ache and hurt will eventually go away." She knew that he was right and turned in his arms to face him. She took comfort in his muscled arms and broad shoulders. Taking comfort in his arms was something she had done ever since she was little when her dad had been too busy for her. But now, her dad would never again be too busy for her and it would forever be Edward's arms that comforted her. She had fallen in love with him some time ago, but had never shown it.

Captain Edward Tate held his late Captain's daughter tightly in his arms. He was ten years her senior, but lately he had been dreaming about holding her in his arms just as he was doing now. The only difference was that in his dreams he was making love to her instead of comforting her. For nearly an hour Edward held Hannah as she wept uncontrollably. He watched her as her tears and sobbing begain to subside as she fell asleep in his arms. He carried her to her quarters and softly laid her on her bed.

Standing over her, he watched as she slept. His eyes gazed over her long slender body. Her long, light brown hair spread out around her head like a halo. He could just image her dark brown eyes staring up at her. His eyes continued downward to the handful mounds that were privilaged to be her breasts as they moved with her breathing. The men's clothing she wore couldn't hide them from him. His eyes moved further down her body to the pants that covered her love mound. Oh how he wanted to lay between her legs and move himself in her. He knew that she had never been with a man, but now was not the time to make his move on her. She was grieving and needed time.

__________________
It's only funny until someone gets hurt, then it's hilarious!

Part Two

Hannah Williams rolled over in her bed and stretched her naked body. Her dark brown eyes squinted as the bright sunlight shown in through the window. It had been six months since the death of her father and thanks to Captain Tate, she felt like her old self again. Two weeks ago they had confessed their love to each other and since then it seemed to be all they could do to keep their hands off each other. The cries of "land ho" drifted in. Quickly dressing in only a traditional pirate shirt, bottoms, and boots, she raced to the upper deck to see.

Hannah squealled with joy as the pirate ship pulled into the harbor. Edward had promised her that as soon as they made land, they would be married. Her eyes scanned the ship for him. He was no where to be found. Just as she turned, her eyes caught sight of him. He was on the lower deck, giving out his orders. She watched him as he walked about. His tall, stocky body filled out his pirate clothing perfectly. His long black hair and bread was tied in a ponytail each, allowing his stunning green eyes to sparkle in the sun. She could feel a longing growing between her legs. Her waving caught his attention as he made his way to her.

Captain Edward Tate lifted his love into his arms and passionately kissed her. They both moaned as they tongues mated. Placing her back on her feet he said, "We've reached land." "I know," Hannah said excitedly. "You haven't forgotten your promise to marry me have you," he asked teasingly. "Never," she breathlessly said as she pressed her lips back to his. Once the crew had their orders, he and Hannah made their way to the preacher.

It was a short and simple ceremony with a few of the crew watching. By nightfall, the ship was once again sailing. Edward picked Hannah up into his arms and carried her into the captain's quarters. Tonight he would finally make love to her. He softly kissed her as he placed her back on the floor. She was a whole foot shorter than him, but damn was she beautiful. His hands rubbed her ass, pulling her closer to him. Damn did she feel good. Her moans filled his ears. He didn't just want her; he needed her.

Part Three

Hannah pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Her perky, handful mounds stood out at Edward. She smiled as she heard him moan. She then removed his shirt, making sure to press her breasts against him as she did. She smiled as he breathlessly said, "Oh damn." Turning from him, she began to remove her pants; teasing him as she bent over and pulled them over her bare ass and legs. Facing him again, she softly rubbed her breasts with one hand and her natural love mound with the other. A light giggle ecasped her lips as Edward hurriedly removed his ramaining clothes.

Hannah crawled on the bed, wiggling her ass at Edward before lying on her back. Once again she softly rubbed her breasts and pussy. She spread her legs wide as Edward laid on top of her. Their tongues once again mated as they kissed. She moaned as he softly and slowly kissed his way to each breast, sucking each in turn before contiuning down to her pussy. His bread tickling slightly as he went. His tongue made long slow swipes as her swollen clit, causing her to flinch and moan with ecstacy. "Oh Edward," she gasped as his tongue entered her hot, wet virginal hole. A few more plunges and she could feel herself climaxing for the first time from something other than her finger.

Edward moaned as he tasted Hannah's love juices for the first time. She tasted sweet and ripe. He knew her "cherry" was definately ready for the "picking". He allowed her another orgasm before placing his hard, thick shaft between her legs. He watched her eyes fluttered as he pushed the first few inches into her. Her moans filled the room.

Edward pulled back out until the tip was all that was in before pushing back in, along with a few more inches. "Oh God," he heard her gasp. A wicked smile spread across his face as he repeated his actions, this time pushing himself fully into his new bride and shattering her hymen. He watched as a small tears rolled out of Hannah's eyes. He heard his gruff voice say, "I love you Hannah and I'm gonna spend the rest of my life showing you that."

Hannah moaned as Edward's cock began to move in her. The pain that had been there moments before was ebbing away into a blistful pleasure. Her back arched as she began to move with him. Their bodies collided and pulled away from each other's perfectly. Their slow love making was driving her crazy. She felt herself shutter as she climaxed.

In unison, Hannah rolled over with her pirate groom. With her now straddling him, she slowly began to ride his thick shaft. She moaned again as his rough hands massage her soft breasts as she did. Her paced quickened as he pinched and tweaked her sensitive nipples. The pain brought her more pleasure and soon she was feeling wave after wave of ecstacy rippling through her body. She could stand no more and collapsed onto Edward.

Edward placed Hannah on her hands and knees and entered her from behind. He smiled with pleasure as he easily slid in and out of her hot, wet hole. In the moonlight, he could see how his cock glistened with her juices as he moved in her. It then occured to him that he was having his way with his late captain's daughter in the very room the man had slept in. The thought almost drove him over the edge, but he was able to control himself. Pushing Hannah's face down to the bed, Edward quicken his pace in her. The sound of his balls slapping her pussy and her muffled cries filled the room.

Edward was ready to cum. Grabbing Hannah's hips, he held her on him as his hot seed exploded from him and filled her. He could feel her weeping with pleasure as the last of his seed seeped from him. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he laid them on their sides with him still in her. His other arm then wrapped around her as his hand fondled her breasts. Softly he kissed her neck. Her body gave periodical shutters of joy as they laid there together. "I love you," he whispered into her ear. "I love you," she softly panted. After pulling the covers over them, Edward fell asleep with is beautiful new bride, Hannah Williams Tate, wrapped in his arms.

__________________
It's only funny until someone gets hurt, then it's hilarious!