Nymphos of the Caribbean: Part 40 (Rewrite)

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So, when I wrote the original Part 40, I made it only a couple sentences long. At the time, it was meant to be a joke but looking back, it was actually because my burnout had peaked and I just wanted it done. I got lazy. My readers deserve better than that, so I made this much longer and better version of Part 40. I still have some things in my life to work out but my burnout is finally starting to fade and I feel the old itch coming back stringer than it's been in years. When I come back, it will be because I want to write, not just because I feel obligated to or that I was away for too long.




Broderick was down in the lowest decks of the ship he owned, working on his special plan for the three gorgeous blonde bombshells to have it out. He looked out a giant, IMAX screen sized window to the ocean in the lower deck, made entirely out of four inch thick, bulletproof plexiglass. It would take a nuke to break through it. He was just putting on the finishing touches and getting the cameras ready.


'Owen, you mad bastard.' He thought to himself proudly. 'An underwater, threeway sexfight...What will you think of next?'


He reached into his pocket and pulled out oxygen maintenance pills...marveling at his latest invention. He then sat at the desk, waiting for the three blondes in question whom he had summoned here. They should be arriving any minute now...and here they were! Stacy, Hannah and Rebecca. Honey blonde, dirty blonde and strawberry blonde. F cup, F cup and G cup respectively. All arrived at the same time in their barely there G string bikinis. The raw sexual tension in the air could be cut with a knife.


"Welcome, ladies." The charismatic billionaire greeted them as he got up. "I hope you're all ready to settle who the hottest blonde on my ship is."


"I know I am." Stacy said confidently. "I doubt the same can be said for these two unworthy whores."


"Let's just get this over with so I can shut both of their clit sucking mouths." Hannah said.


"Oh, we'll see who's doing the clit sucking after the match is over." Rebecca chimed in. "You said you had something to show us, Mr. Broderick?"


"Yes, my faithful employee, I absolutely do." Broderick said proudly.


Rebecca almost blushed. Broderick then reached into his pocket and took out a pill bottle. He poured three pills into his hand and showed the three busty blonde beauties.


"A pill?" Stacy asked.


"A pill that will change the world." Broderick explained. "It's my newest invention that I've poured years of my life and hundreds of millions into."


"Well, don't leave us in suspense." Hannah said.


"I call it the oxygen maintenance pill." Broderick continued. "It does exactly what it says. It provides a constant source of oxygen to the lungs, allowing the person in question to hold their breath for a full 24 hours!"


"Oh, that's amazing!" Rebecca said. "But why show us, sir?"


"Because you lucky ladies are going to be the first to try it out." Broderick answered.


He then gestured behind him to the giant window showing the deep ocean.


"I propose you girls settle the score in a sexfight unlike any in the history of womankind." Broderick said dramatically. "Using my new pills, you three will make history by having the very first entirely underwater sexfight!"


The three blondes seemed shellshocked at such an insane proposition. A long, awkward silence filled the air until it was finally broken.


"Are you going to elaborate?" Stacy asked.


"Gladly." Broderick said, as he gestured to an airlock next to the massive window. "You three will have it out right in front of this window. Other than that, usual rules apply. Last woman standing is the winner."


"But what if something goes wrong?" Hannah asked somewhat nervously. "What if the pills malfunction and we start to drown?"


"That won't happen." Broderick said firmly. "They're firmly tested but just to make you feel better about it, Hannah, dear..."


He then gestured to a radar like device in front of the window.


"I'll be observing at all times." He continued. "This machine detects oxygen in all of your bodies. If the unthinkable happens and my pills fail, I will know and pull the plug immediately. I'll launch a net to collect you lovely ladies and pull you back in ASAP."


"Oh...That's a relief." Hannah said.


"Nothing to worry about." Rebecca added. "Mr. Broderick's inventions never fail. He's a genius."


Stacy and Hannah rolled their eyes.


"Any other questions?" Broderick asked.


"What about the water pressure?" Stacy asked. "After I fuck these two sluts into comas, won't they just be swept away by the current or float to the surface?"


"Keep dreaming, bitch." Hannah scoffed.


"It is a good question though." Rebecca admitted.


"Not a problem." Broderick. "I'm way ahead of you girls. I specifically waited until the ship reached a spot with the perfect underwater atmosphere for my plan. The pressure and current is just right. Enough to keep an unconscious loser from floating away or being swept away but also lenient enough to allow perfect mobility. Now, is that all?"


The three blondes looked at each other and then grinned slyly.


"Almost." Stacy answered.


"Almost?" Broderick asked.


"You see, Mr. Broderick..." Hannah said. "We all realized that we had forgotten something back when we all first set this threesome up."


"And what would that be?" Broderick asked.


"We forgot to seal the deal." Rebecca said seductively.


The three blondes all then grabbed the hair of the two blondes next to them, came together, brought their long, warm, wet and very skilled and experienced tongues out and began slowly, sensually and sloppily licking at each other. Broderick watched intently as the girls tongue wrestled with a deep, lustful passion. They all moaned and groaned, making it clear to anyone with working ears how much they loved this. They then finally brought their full, feminine lips together for a mind numbing threeway kiss.


"Mmmmmm..." They continued moaning.


Each of their hands were buried in the long, thick blonde hair of the two other girls. The same golden hair that had been the basis for their heated rivalry from the start. After about a full ten minutes of swapping sweet, sugary saliva, they finally broke away, leaving lines of spit between their mouths and those of their rivals.


"Is that all?" Broderick asked, seemingly unphased by that deeply sexual display. He was used to seeing women put on shows like that for him after all.


The blondes all nodded yes, followed by Broderick handing them each a pill. They all took their pills and followed Broderick's directions out the airlock. This was going to be good.


"I'm about to open the airlock, girls." Broderick explained. "Any last things you want to say before the fight?"


They all looked at each other with bedroom eyes.


"May the best blonde win." They all said at the exact same time in perfect harmony.

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