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 Navy Whore

   By Lust 4 Life

   Elizabeth (introduced in "Reluctant Whore") returns from pregnancy and
becomes first an upscale whore serving in an officer's bordello, then a
captain's mistress on board ship.  This results in a second pregnancy and
being deposited on a Caribbean island where after giving birth she is
reduced to a common sailor's whore.  F/M+/preg.

   Background

   In our previous story, Elizabeth was an orphaned young country girl
forced to move to the city to survive and inevitably ended up as a barroom
whore, plying her trade among the patrons until just as inevitably she
ended up pregnant.  As her belly swelled, so did her revenue fall. 
Fortunately she had been prudent and saved in advance.  She took the
necessary time off until her child was delivered, a son.  She nursed him,
cared for him for awhile but soon placed him at an orphanage - she could
not support both a baby and herself.

   Elizabeth was by now a committed whore, past any initial hesitations or
ambiguities based on morals or social position.  She had worked as a whore
and become pregnant by one of her clients with no idea whose sperm knocked
her up.  Her job was to fuck, to give men pleasure with her body.  She
would become pregnant again, by another unknown man, but that was now just
an accepted part of the job.

   Elizabeth returned to her old bar but her place had been taken by
another young lady.  However, she was now much more worldly, having heard
and learned much while working in the bar and she knew that many brothels
existed around ports, catering to the sailors.  Not surprisingly, there
were different levels of brothels and whores, catering to different levels
of sailors.  In general, brothels serving the officers commanded a higher
price and provided younger, prettier, less worn, and more polished ladies,
while those serving the common sailors charged a lower price, offering
older, more worn, less attractive ladies.  The trajectory of her career was
clear, but as a still fresh, young woman, she might expect to command a
higher price working in a brothel catering to the officer class.  And it
was not unheard of for a young woman to be taken as a mistress by an
officer.

   The waterfront was an unfamiliar area for Elizabeth, rougher than the
parts of town with which she was familiar.  As she explored the area she
was accosted by leering sailors and threatened by various street walkers
who did not want extra competition on their block.  It did not take her
long to identify several brothels serving the common sailors: the groups of
sailors gleefully going in and out, the women leaning out hailing the
passing sailors.  It took more work to identify the houses providing
satisfaction to the officer class, but eventually she located 2 of these
houses and eventually entered one.

   The Officer's Bordello

   She was met just inside by the madam of the house and after some
preliminary questions, Elizabeth was taken into a back room for further
questioning.  The Madam, Irene, questioned her about her experience
(modest), education (minimal), listened carefully to her speech, looked her
over carefully, and asked her to remove her clothes for inspection. 
Satisfied with what she saw, Irene explained the rules of behavior and pay
that were expected.  Unlike the bar in which Elizabeth had previously
worked, the girls were to sit around in the lounge, allowing the men to sit
and drink and consider their choices.  Once a gentleman made his selection,
the girl would take him upstairs to her bedroom.  The girls were paid a
fixed sum for each customer they entertained; the house took care of
collecting payment from the gentlemen.  While the payment was only slightly
more per customer than Elizabeth earned working in the bar, the conditions
were much more refined and genteel.  Rules of hygiene, attire, and so on
were also explained.

   Once everything was explained and agreed, the madam lent Elizabeth some
appropriate clothes for her first few days but told her that she would have
to spend her first few payments purchasing her own outfits, suitable for
the establishment.  Elizabeth was also assigned a bedroom in which to
entertain and in fact, in which she could live as long as she kept it neat
and presentable for customers.

   Since everything was in order, Elizabeth was encouraged to begin work
immediately and so she did.  In fact, Elizabeth was looking forward to
returning to work - it had been a long time since she had last had a man
and she was horny, looking forward to a good fuck in spite of the dangers.
Irene brought her into the lounge and introduced her to the other girls. 
As it was mid-afternoon and there were no newly arrived ships, the lounge
was empty of customers at the moment, which gave Elizabeth time to talk to
some of the other girls, learn their backgrounds, how long they had been
working here, and so on.  A marine office showed up in the late afternoon,
sat and had a drink while looking over the girls, and eventually picked a
girl named Emily who led him upstairs.  The thought of Emily getting fucked
made Elizabeth squirm a bit in anticipation, hoping it would not be too
long before she was able to enjoy a hard cock.  About 40 minutes later
Elizabeth observed the marine come down the stairs, obviously in a happy
mood and leave.  About 15 minutes later Emily returned and again took her
place in the lounge.

   Next a group of 5 naval officers came through the door with something of
a commotion.  It was obvious they had already been out drinking some and
were in a good and somewhat boisterous mood.  They sat and ordered drinks
which were soon delivered.  The men began to ask the girls to stand and
turn around.  One of the men pointed to Elizabeth and asked her to stand.
As she stood she blew him a kiss and as she turned, she wiggled her butt at
him and after completing the turn shook her breasts a bit.  The men all
made appreciative calls to this little performance.  The man who has asked
her to stand picked Elizabeth while the other officers selected their
mates. Elizabeth skipped over and pressing her breasts against her man
planted a kiss on his lips and taking him by the hand, led him upstairs to
her room.

   Once in the room Elizabeth seductively removed her clothes.  The man
quickly followed suite so they were both naked.  Elizabeth again approached
the officer, pressing her body against him, this time flesh to flesh.  She
ground her pubic mound against him and could feel his penis stiffening with
excitement.  He was fondling her breasts and ass as he ground back. 
Elizabeth stepped back enough to reach down and grasp his rising cock,
stroking it.  "Oh yes, I love a nice hard cock.  I can't wait to feel you
fucking me with this" she said.  The officer slid a hand down and slipped
his finger into her slit.  "Feel how wet I am for you?  I can't wait to
feel your cock sliding up in there" she said.  The officer answered, "Oh
yes, I'm so horny, I want to fuck you, to shoot my load up inside you, you
hot little wench." While her profession was to make the men feel desired,
to show an eager and enthusiastic façade, at the moment this was no act,
Elizabeth was genuinely horny and eager.

   Elizabeth led the way to her bed and laying down spread her legs in
wanton invitation, wiggling her hips, "Come on, fuck me." The officer
quickly followed and was soon crawling between her legs, his stiff cock
leading the way.  Elizabeth watched in anticipation as he brought the head
of his cock to her pussy and felt fire rush through her body as he rubbed
it along her slit, moistening it with her juice and positioning himself. 
As he began to sink in she eagerly pushed back, helping him embed himself
deeply inside her.  Soon he was all the way inside, his pubic hairs mingled
with hers, eager cock in eager pussy, his balls resting on her ass.  Next
door they could hear the rhythmic squeaking of a bed as one of the other
officers fucked one of the other girls.

   Elizabeth and her officer grinned at each other and he began thrusting
into her, slowly at first but picking up the pace.  Elizabeth pulled her
legs up and back, "Yes, yes, do it.  Harder.  Fuck me.  Oh I love it, fuck
me with that big cock." The man was soon fucking strongly into Elizabeth,
the bed squeaking as he pounded, announcing to anyone nearby that Elizabeth
was getting fucked.  She was moaning in pleasure now, feeling an orgasm
building as her man fucked her.  "Fuck me harder, I'm gonna cum" she
groaned, and then moaning loudly her orgasm hit, filling her body as the
pleasure spread from her pussy, causing her to convulse on the pounding
cock.  The office loved her enthusiasm and the pleasure quickly built in
his thrusting cock.  Elizabeth could feel his body tensing, his cock
swelling and knew that he was close to shooting in her.  "Oh yes.  Give it
to me.  Cum in me, shoot your cum in me" she cried as she spread her legs
more to give him the deepest penetration.  The man moaned, "Oh yes, Oh
you're so hot, I'm gonna cum in you, I can feel it building up." She felt
the final swelling of his cock and then his body jerked, she felt the pulse
deep inside her as he moaned, "Ah-h-h" and thrust hard into her.  He kept
moving, short, deep inside her, "Ah, I'm cumming" as she felt his cock
throbbing inside her as he poured his cum into her.  Soon he stopped,
resting inside her.  "Oh my god that was good" he murmured.

   As they rested, they could hear another couple going at it, bed springs
squeaking furiously, accompanied by groans of the mating couple.  The man
finally withdrew, dressed, and left, leaving Elizabeth an extra tip.  This
was a bonus she had not expected!  Her former clients never tipped, just
the agreed to price.  She rose, sponged herself clean, including a light
douche to remove as much of the officer's sperm as possible, and then
straightened the bed so it would be ready for her next customer.  When
everything was neat, she headed back down stairs to re-join the other women
and await her next client.  As she approached them they shared a knowing
smile, Elizabeth's enhanced with satisfaction.

   Elizabeth realized she enjoyed her work.  Of course there were a few
either unexciting clients (over-weight, old) and just un-enjoyable, but
overall, she enjoyed fucking, the physical pleasure and making her man lose
control and his pleasure.  There was the risk of pregnancy, no, the
eventual virtual certainty, but she came to accept that pregnancy was
something that happened to women.  Sex was a necessity as much as food, and
sex with strangers was her job.  She settled into the routine, enjoyed the
pleasures.  She was moderately careful with her douching and avoiding
certain days of the month.  She watched some of her co-workers become
pregnant, swell up, take time off, and then return, ready for more.

   Captain's Mistress

   Her enthusiasm worked for her.  Not only did she receive good tips, but
she developed a regular following of officers who asked for her
specifically whenever they were in town.  One day, laying together in the
pleasant after-glow of sex, his penis still inside her, one of her
infrequent but regulars, a post-captain, asked her if she would be
interested in sailing with him.  He would be leaving in a few days and
would enjoy having her accompany him as his mistress aboard ship.

   The captain offered attractive terms: a nice up-front payment she could
set aside to be followed with a subsequent payment after their return, free
lodging and meals on the ship, and a chance to travel the world.  Of course
she would in all likelihood end up bearing his child, but she would likely
end up pregnant in her current job but with the captain she would know who
the father was and he might have some influence in helping his bastard
child later in life.

   Elizabeth agreed and the next day several sailor's from the captain's
ship arrived to take her belongings aboard ship.  She had learned while at
the brothel that while generally women were not allowed on ships, that
certain captains were more tolerant than others and in fact some, like
hers, were known to ship a mistress from time to time.

   She quickly learned that there was little privacy on the ship.  The
sailors were all polite and deferential to her, but it was also obvious
that she was the captain's sex toy.  She was excused from most of the
rigors of normal ship life but still had to endure the limited space,
constant noise, and heat of the tropics as they sailed.  And it was of
course obvious to many of the ship's crew stationed near the captain's
quarters, when Elizabeth was getting fucked.  She was in fact pretty sure
that the steward and a few others at the very least listened by the door
and possibly watched through cracks in the wooden walls and doors.  Of
course Elizabeth was a seasoned whore, used to fucking with little privacy,
first behind a curtain at the bar, and more recently at the officer's
bordello.  Still, somehow this was different, perhaps because she did hold
a somewhat elevated position as the captain's whore, not available to the
rest of the crew.

   Elizabeth knew that every time she spread her legs for the captain and
took his manhood inside her, he might be making her pregnant with his
child. And sure enough after a couple of months as sea she missed her
period.  In the close quarters of the ship it was hard to keep secrets or
privacy and many of the men had wives and girlfriends at home and knew the
signs of pregnancy.  Thus the word spread much quicker than it might have
on land, that the captain's seed had done its job, that he had fathered
another bastard.  She was several months along when they reached port in
the Caribbean.  Here the captain informed her that while he could ship a
woman on board, he could not ship a pregnant woman or the resulting infant
and that he would have to put her ashore.  He did give her the amount he
had agreed to pay her at the end of the voyage plus enough to book
transport home at a later time.

   Pregnant again.  This time on a distant foreign shore.  Alone.  She
lived on the captain's money but it was clear it would not last for long.
She bore the child, but knew that soon she would have to give it up to an
orphanage as she had the previous.  And, being a healthy young woman, she
was horny.  She visited several of the higher class brothels around the
waterfront catering to the officers but the competition for these coveted
positions was fierce and she had now born 2 children and had the stretch
marks to prove it.  She soon realized that she would be working as a common
sailor's whore.  Once again, as she had in the bar where she started,
brazenly offering her body to one and all.

   Sailor's Whore

   The word passed quickly through the city amongst those with an interest,
a Man Of War had been sighted approaching the harbor.  The whores, such as
Elizabeth quickly took care of last minute details, gathering clothes for
several days (not that they would be worn that much), a quick cleaning,
taking care of any last minute things which couldn't wait for the several
days they would likely be aboard ship.  Soon they were gathering at the
"whore's wharf" and boarding the waiting boats to take them out to the
ship. As they were rowed out Elizabeth looked around at the other women. 
"We're all going on board to be fucked repeatedly for several days by the
men on this ship" she thought.  "Each of us is going to let at least one
man we have never seen before and will almost certainly never see again,
should many loads of hot sperm into us.  I wonder how many of us will end
up pregnant as a result?"

   The boats rowed them out to the anchored ship where eager sailors lined
the gunwales.  While the master of each boat negotiated price with the
sailors, Elizabeth and the other girls blew kisses at the sailors, bared
their breasts, flashed their pussies, or stood and wiggled their asses for
them, enticing the sailors to be generous.  Once the terms were settled the
sailors passed the agreed upon gold coins to the master of each boat (to be
paid to the girls upon their return to shore), and the girls were handed up
on deck.  The girls could expect to be on the ship for 2 or 3 days before
returning to shore.  A girl might spend the entire time with one man or be
traded part way through if her man decided he would like a bit a variety.

   The sailors led the girls below deck where they had hung pieces of cloth
to give a small amount of privacy but it was minimal at best.  Not only
would couples be within touching distance of each other with only a thin
piece of fabric between them, but the fabric didn't even provide a complete
screen.  The sailors had also cleared a small area where the girls now
gathered, many of them exposing their breasts for the men.  The men had
decided priority order before the girls arrived and each man in turn
selected a woman whom he led to his small space.

   Elizabeth was picked in the first 1/3 and led by her sailor to his
little cubicle.  She quickly stripped off her clothes, baring her body for
her man, who had just as quickly stripped off his clothes so they were
standing naked, man and woman, ready to mate.  Elizabeth could already hear
a few bodies rhythmically slapping together and some soft feminine cries.
Her sailor was already partially hard as they stepped together.  He brought
his lips down to hers as they ground their bodies together.  She could feel
his prick getting harder as he ground against her.  She reached down and
cupped his balls bringing a groan of pleasure from him.  Soon they sank to
the floor and she laid back, spreading her legs in open invitation, the
female ready to be mounted by her male and mated.  Ready for a new man, a
complete stranger, to pump the first of many loads of semen from his eager
testicles into her womb.

   Elizabeth smile up at her sailor encouraging him, and seeing the lust in
his eyes as he approached her, feasting his eyes on her welcoming body. 
Then he was sinking his shaft into her, groaning in pleasure.  He did not
waste time but began thrusting enthusiastically into her.  Around her,
Elizabeth could hear many bodies slapping together in the act of mating,
grunts and mews of pleasure and the occasional groan of release as a sailor
emptied his balls into his woman.

   The shaft pistoning in her vagina was having the usual effect, making
her still wetter, stirring the feelings of pleasure, building them in her
groin.  She enjoyed giving pleasure, seeing the lust in her sailor's eyes,
hearing his groans of pleasure, knowing her body was driving him to a
frenzy, a frenzy which would end with his penis spasming in release inside
her pussy as he filled her with his lust.  "Oh, fuck me, harder.  Give me
that big hard cock of yours" she whispered to him.  She was rewarded by a
groan and increased speed in his thrusting.  She pulled her legs back and
apart allowing him even deeper access to her body, increasing the pleasure
for both of them.

   Her pussy was loving the pounding she was receiving, the feel of the
sailor's hard shaft driving deep inside her, stretching her vaginal walls
with each thrust.  Her pussy responded to the pounding cock, squeezing
around it, urging it to deliver his seed into her belly.  She could feel
his cock swelling, his whole body tensing as he neared the peak, as his
body prepared to ejaculate into her.  The man was driving into her now in a
frenzy, seeking ever more pleasure from her body even as he approached his
climax.  She knew she was about to receive the first of many loads of sperm
from this new set of testicles and she urged him on.  "Come on baby.  Fuck
me good.  Shoot your hot load up inside me.  I want to feel it splashing
inside my cunt when you cum."

   This elicited a groan from her man, "Oh yes.  Oh you hot little wench.
Oh I'm gonna cum in you." Elizabeth felt his penis swell larger inside her
and his rhythm change and she knew she was about to receive his first load
inside her body.  "Uh, Uh, AH-h-h!" the man groaned suddenly pushing hard
against her.  Elizabeth felt his whole body jerk and his cock throbbing
inside her as he came, pumping his seed into her womb.  She felt the new
warmth and wetness inside her as her partner's body jerked against her in
orgasm.  Soon she felt his penis deflating and he rolled off of her with a
long sigh.  Around her she could still hear other couples fucking and the
occasional groan as a sailor emptied his balls into the womb of his female
companion.  "Lots of fucking going on.  Lots of seed being transferred from
male to female right now" she thought to herself.

   They laid there listening to the sounds of sex around them and soon the
man rolled over and started fondling her again, massaging her breasts, her
legs, her ass, fingering her pussy.  She in turn ran her hands over his
body, in particular cupping his balls and squeezing his cock, still wet
with their combined juices.  She felt it getting hard in her hand and soon
he was ready to go again.  She spread her legs and he once again mounted
her, sliding his hard dick up inside her to begin fucking again.  Soon he
was once more happily thrusting away.

   This time the feelings in her pussy built quickly as she felt his
masculine power driving into her, determined to plant his seed deep, to
possess her.  She wrapped her legs around his driving back as the spasms in
her pussy continued to grow until suddenly she erupted in orgasm, moaning
in pleasure as her continued to thrust.  "Ah you like that?" the sailor
asked as he continued fucking.  "You like my big cock driving into you?  Oh
you are a hot one.  You want another hot load?  I sure hope so, causing I'm
gonna shoot another one into you!" "Oh yes!" Elizabeth said, "Oh do it,
give me more!  Every last drop!" She could feel his balls bouncing on her
ass as he fucked into her, the head of his penis occasionally bumping her
cervix.  "Oh, I gonna cum again" her man moaned.  She felt him swelling
again as his body prepared to deliver.  And then he was groaning in release
as he thrust hard and she felt him again pulsing inside her as his body
poured another release of his seed into hers.

   They fucked a third time before her sailor had to go on watch.  Since
they were in harbor and in relaxed discipline with only a token watch, the
watches were only 2 hours long.  Elizabeth gathered with four of the other
whores whose men were on watch.  She could feel her man's cum oozing out of
her vagina and knew the other women were in the same position.  There
wasn't much point in trying to get it out - the first load had been in a
long time and had probably already burrowed well up into their wombs.  They
would get pregnant or not, but douching was unlikely to change that.

   After his watch, her man returned and quickly stripped down, mounted
her, and deposited another load of cum in her.  Then it was time for
dinner. They drew back the cloth partitions in order to place tables.  The
lower deck reeked of sex.  They ate, a ration of rum was given to each,
sailors and whores, and then the men started hanging the curtains so they
could return to fucking.  All-in-all, Elizabeth took 8 loads from her
sailor in 24 hours.

   Then he was on watch again.  When he returned he and several other men
led their women out and after some discussion swapped ladies amongst
themselves.  Julianna, a girl Elizabeth knew from working the docks went
with her sailor while a new sailor led Elizabeth back to his little
partitioned space and quickly stripped off his clothes.  Elizabeth was not
surprised by this little swap - it did not happen all of the time, but it
was not uncommon for some sailors to trade part way through their time with
the ladies.  Knowing what was expected, Elizabeth quickly stripped off her
clothes as well, baring her body for a new man.

   She looked her man over: a new set of testicles to try to inseminate
her. His penis had just been up inside one of the other whores, repeatedly
spewing his seed in her and was now ready to try her.  Her pussy, a place
of penis pleasure, a receptacle for a sailor's cum, just filled repeatedly
by one cock and ready to pleasure another.  Rubbing her pussy she asked,
"You gonna fuck me good with that big cock?  Empty those balls in me?  I
bet you can still shoot a big load up inside me." The man did not hesitate
but grabbed her in his arms, kissing her passionately, grinding his crotch
against her.  "You bet.  I can't wait to fuck you." With that Elizabeth
once again laid down, spreading her legs in wanton invitation and her new
man quickly sank his eager dick into her.

   He began fucking, driving his cock into her.  Soon Elizabeth heard a
familiar groan nearby and knew that Julianna had just taken a load deep
inside from her previous sailor.  She could hear the Squish!  Squelch!  of
her new sailor's penis stroking in and out of her pussy and she felt the
sensations gathering again in her pussy until he sent her shuddering over
the edge, moaning in orgasm.  "You like that huh?  Getting fucked by a hard
cock driving into your pussy?  Well just keep enjoying it and you'll get a
nice extra treat as I squirt my cum in you" her new companion said.

   Soon she felt the familiar tensing of a male just before ejaculation and
then his penis was pulsing inside her as he groaned while it pumped his
semen into her.  They fucked another 4 times before it was finally time for
the women to leave.  All of them had semen running down their legs, they
all walked a bit funny, sore from the continuous pussy pounding they had
each received.  The boats came along side, they clambered down into them,
and were rowed back to shore where Elizabeth went to her room and
collapsed. When she awoke there was a puddle of cum on the bed which had
leaked out of her filled pussy.

   After a day recovering, it was back to work.  Many boats did not allow
the women on board but would instead allow groups of sailors shore leave.
Sometimes Elizabeth worked the streets, brazenly offering herself to
sailors, lifting her skirt to show them what they could have for a gold
coin.  Other times Elizabeth worked in a sailor's whore house, often
leaning out a window topless trying to entice the men inside.  Often a
group of sailor's would come in at once and Elizabeth would lead a man
upstairs to her room where they could hear bed springs squeaking to the
rhythmic motions of sex on either side of them, just as her bed was
squeaking while she was being fucked.

   Of course a fertile woman cannot take load after load of sperm into her
womb for long without the inevitable happening.  It was not long before
Elizabeth missed a period - pregnant again!