Gold Rush

On April 1st, 1848, Glenda Hutchins and Louise Grantham stepped out of their boarding house on the New York City waterfront where they had spent the night, like they had just about every night for the past two years, entertaining sailors who came through the port.They entered a small waterfront restaurant, which catered to the sailors and dockworkers. Perhaps there was one or two who?d like some morning amusement.?Glen, I don?t know about you, but I?ve had just about enough of New York; I?m thinking of moving on, what about you???I?ve been thinking about it, too. Where, is the question???I?ve read that California is nice, and growing.??I?d like that. How would we get there? How much money do you have???I have a few dollars. Why???I don?t mean in your purse. I mean all together.??Perhaps a few thousand dollars. Why???I wonder how much it costs to get to California, and how would we get there???What will we do when we get there???I?d imagine, we?d start out doing what we do here.??That makes sense. I can?t imagine that California men are any different than men here. They all want the same thing.??Captain Weston of the Queen of the West is right over there. Didn?t you have him the other night???I did. Let?s talk to him.??Ladies, your best bet is overland. Take a train to St. Louis and then by wagon west.??What about Indians? Captain, I?ve heard about the unspeakable things they do to white women.??Captain, what about by ship???Ladies, a ship is no place for women. I think you both know how vulgar sailors can be. Besides, it takes almost five months to get from New York to San Francisco.??If we were able to book passage, how much might it cost???I have no idea. I don?t think it?s ever been done. and I?ve never heard of a ship going to California that has accommodations for ladies. Overland is your best bet.?Later that day, ?Glenda, I want to go, what about you???I?d go, but I can?t imagine going overland. Indians, Louise, Indians.?A week later, in that same restaurant, Captain Bradley Weston approached the two young women. ?Ladies, you know Captain Aaron Osterman of the East India???Of course, Captain Osterman and I had a wonderful evening together just about a month ago. Captain, I haven?t forgotten you.??I haven?t forgotten you either, Miss Grantham.??Ladies, we have a proposal for you if San Francisco still appeals to you.?The two women looked at each other, ?Yes sir, we?re still interested.??Next week our ships, the Queen of the West and the East India leave for San Francisco.??How exciting!??Ladies, we don?t have any accommodations for women, however, Captain Osterman and I could accommodate you in our cabins in exchange for your passage.??I want to make sure that I understand what you?re saying, Louise and I would get passage to California in exchange for what you know we already do here???Exactly. Miss Grantham, if you do, what you?ve done to me in the past, I think that would be sufficient payment.??And Miss Hutchins, no one?s ever been better, and I?ve sailed the seven seas.??Gentlemen, how nice of you to say. You have us blushing.??Captain Weston, Captain Osterman, give us a day or so to think about your offer.??That would be fine. Why don?t you come to our ships on Tuesday? We?ll even give you Ankara bayan escort a tour of your accommodations.?After the seamen left, ?Glenda, if we took them up on their offer, we could be in California in five months . . . ??And we?d still have all our money.??Yes, perhaps we could buy our own house, and not have to work for someone else.??Louise, does it bother you, that you?ll be spending the next five months fucking a man your father?s age???Not really. Think about it, we do whoever comes through the door. Age, color, size, it doesn?t matter, as long as they have eight dollars.??Actually, they need sixteen dollars. Remember Madam Morris gets half, but I agree. Let?s do it.?The captains? quarters aboard both ships were small, although both women thought the bed was big enough and soft enough. ?It?ll be a lot easier on my back than the thin mattresses we?re used to.?Glenda was twenty, and Louise, twenty-one. Both had been engaged in this type of work since they were eighteen, starting out on the streets around the port of New York until eventually finding their way to Madam Morris? house. They?d entertained hundreds of men by their own count, and now had enough experience to know what men wanted and expected.This would be different: one man for five months. They?d have to find ways to keep their captain interested. Louise thought it might not be enough to just spread her legs and let him climb aboard.They sailed first to Panama City, Panama. For Louise and Glenda, the days aboard ship quickly turned to boredom. On each ship, they were the only women; subject to the vile comments of the crude sailors. Not that they hadn?t heard it all before; after all, they had walked the New York waterfront offering their services to whoever had a few dollars.It was at night, after their captains had turned over command of their ship to a subordinate that things were different. Louise Grantham was with Captain Osterman aboard the East India. The captain had made it clear to his crew that she was his, directly calling her his private property.Alone in his quarters on their first night after leaving New York, he insisted on watching her unbutton the top of her dress, and show him her breasts, titties as he called them. ?Louise, they?re delightful, and look how they fit perfectly in my hands.? She?d heard it all before, but to be fair, any unbiased observer would say the same thing: they were big, firm and her small, pink nipples were so sensitive that she shivered from his touch, to say nothing of his mouth.While he was busy with her titties; her hands were unbuttoning his pants. ?Captain, I?ve been looking forward to this ever since you offered me passage. At the house in New York, she?d had him before, and was looking forward to his long, fat cock inside her. Tonight, she insisted, ?Captain, you?ve had a long hard day, why don?t you let me take the lead. I?d love to ride your big cock.?It was an irresistible offer. Captain Osterman lay on his back, while Louise?s delightful titties bounced almost in his face, and her wet hole easily took his cock. If every night is going to be like this, he thought, the voyage won?t be as bad as I envisioned.It wasn?t all that different aboard the Queen of the West. Glenda Escort bayan Ankara waited impatiently for Captain Weston to finish his duties topside. She thought that he should know exactly what he would be getting for the next five months. Although he had visited her once before, tonight when he opened the door to his quarters, she was naked with legs spread wide apart on his bed.Glenda Hutchins was petite, with very, small, almost boyish breasts. When her customers first saw her they may have been disappointed, but soon they were more than satisfied by her enthusiasm and energy.There was one other thing about Glenda that went largely unspoken among the girls she shared the house with on New York?s waterfront. A year and a half ago, shortly after she had been recruited by Madam Morris, she found that she was pregnant. The madam sent her to a woman who knew about these things and a month later she was back to work. It was a frightening experience for the young woman.The madam suggested to her that there was a way to avoid pregnancies in the future and earn extra money at the same time. That?s how Glenda Hutchins came to be a whistler or a piper.Aboard ship, it was called a bosun?s whistle; that instrument that the boatswain used to give orders to the crew. It had been used for centuries and its high pitch could be heard above the din of the ship. It didn?t take long for the whores in seaports everywhere who specialized in fellatio to be called whistlers or pipers. The act itself was often called blowing the bosun?s whistle. Glenda?s specialty was blowing the bosun?s whistle.In the house on the waterfront, she would agree to fuck the sailors, but always offered her whistling services. It was so rare to find a piper, even in foreign ports, that most sailors took her up on her offer; even though it cost them a few dollars more. Captain Weston had experienced this that one time he had chosen her at Madam Morris? house, and looked forward to it aboard ship.Glenda did not disappoint him. She made him feel like he had the biggest, hardest cock that she?d ever had, and she freely admitted that she?d had many. ?Captain, except for that one time we were together, I?ve never blown a bosun?s whistle like this. I?ll blow your whistle every night between here and San Francisco.??Miss Hutchins, you were marvelous. I need some sleep now, but before I go back on deck, I?ll be ready for more. I hope you will be, too.??I will, Captain. Did I mention how big you are, and so sweet??In Panama City, some passengers disembarked, and the ships unloaded and loaded cargo. The sailors had time to go ashore and visit the numerous whorehouses along the waterfront. Each ship only had a crew of fourteen. No more were necessary to sail the merchant ships.The next port was Rio de Janeiro. It seemed like the voyage would never end. The two women used all the tricks they knew to keep the captains interested. Glenda insisted that Captain Weston fuck her, and she prayed she wouldn?t get pregnant. Not out here. Sometimes he was on top, sometimes behind her, and sometimes she sat on his cock, but almost every day she blew his bosun?s whistle.Louise was doing the same; that is everything she knew to keep her captain excited. One Bayan escort Ankara time, she fucked him between her titties, and then delighted him by licking all his juices off those titties. It was highly entertaining, and he insisted that she do that more frequently.In Rio de Janeiro the two women had a few hours ashore together. ?Glenda, I think Captain Osterman is getting bored with me. I?ve run out of new ideas.??I feel the same, but like you, I?m not sure what to do about it.??Me neither, but here?s an idea. What if we approach the captains and suggested that you and I switch ships???Louise, that?s a marvelous idea. I can do all the things I?ve done with Captain Weston to Captain Osterman, and he?ll think they?re new, and you can do the same. How do you think they?ll take it???I think they?ll love it.? ?Glenda, I have to ask you something. Back in New York, there were whispers among the girls that you had a lot of repeat customers because you were a piper, is that true??She blushed. ?Ummmm, those sailors do like it.??I?ve never done that. It sounds dreadful.??It?s not that bad, and I won?t get pregnant that?s for sure.??And when they shoot, you swallow it all???Oh, yeah. I can tell you Captain Weston is delicious. I?m looking forward to Captain Osterman, if he?ll have me.??I suppose I should try it, but after you, I?m sure Captain Weston will be disappointed.??Louise, practice. Aboard ship, you?ll have so much time to practice. Here?s the other thing, be enthusiastic. Let him know how much you want it. When a started in New York, as soon as I got a man in my room, I was on my knees, unbuttoning his pants.??Glen, you know I like you and I think of you as my best friend, but I?d be so embarrassed to be known as the girl who blows the bosun?s whistle. That doesn?t bother you???Oh, it does. Madam Morris always introduced me to those sailors by saying, ?This is Glenda, she?s my piper. You?ve never had your bosun?s whistle blown, until you?ve had Glenda?s mouth.? I could feel my face turn red.??But you made a lot of money???I did, but so have you, and you didn?t have to ruin your reputation in the process.?Both captains thought it was a great idea to have the girls trade ships. It renewed their interest and the boredom of the days at sea. The two young women were pleased. Captain Osterman, for all his worldly experience, had never had his bosun?s whistle blown quite the way Glenda blew it. Sometimes in the middle of the day, he?d turn over command, escort her to their quarters, and insist that she whistle for him. Glenda was delighted to please her new captain.Louise was a revelation to Captain Weston. He loved putting his face between her tits. ?Louise, they?re the size of the melons I?ve seen down here. I?m going to call them melons.??Captain, why don?t you call them your personal melons. They?re yours whenever you want them.? It wasn?t just her melons; Louise let him know that she just couldn?t get enough of his big cock. She wanted to fuck it all the time and apologized for not being very good when her mouth went to his bosun?s whistle.?Don?t worry, you?re making up for it in so many other ways,? he said while she was exuberantly riding his cock with those melons bouncing in his face.It stopped being fun for both girls as the rounded Cape Horn. The seas were so high and rough, and the wind howled. They were sick for days. The days stretched into weeks as the captains found it impossible to navigate through the turbulent seas and fog-shrouded waters.