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Pearl Cove: Ethan - Chapter 1 [MILF] [BBW]
🕑 Added 2025-02-20 14:38:44 +0000 UTC
Hello everyone!
I was recently asked to write a new Pearl Cove batch of chapters and I hope you will enjoy this new arc.
Pearl Cove: Ethan. By Camille Juteau.
Chapter 1
“So, this is the room that personally excites me the most about the entire pirate ship!” I let the two dozen people on the tour know.
The uniform that they gave me for the tour was undersized for me, but this was all they had left…
The outfit in question that they had me wear was not only undersized for me, but it was also surprisingly revealing for what you would think a uniform for a tour guide should be, which caught me off-guard when I first saw it.
The upper half of the uniform was a buttoned-up shirt, but since it was so undersized, it wouldn’t button up all the way, and I showed a lot of cleavage because of that. The shirt itself was not fully opaque, resulting in it being quite see-through a lot. I wasn’t too sure, but I wondered if the people I was giving the tour to could see my bra underneath the shirt. I hoped not…
Meanwhile, the lower half of the uniform was a shockingly ultra-mini skirt and a pair of high-heeled shoes. Because of that short skirt, my thick thighs were showing a lot.
The buttoned-up shirt was teal, the skirt tea-green, and the heels back to some more teal.
As for what I looked like…
I was told I was a tall and gorgeous woman. I was on the plus side for sure. My eyes were tea-green colour. My hair was medium-light, reaching down past my shoulders and my hair was teal.
I was a voluptuous woman with large breasts, wide hips, and a relatively big, square-shaped rear end.
“This is where it is said that they used to keep all of their treasures. The captain of this pirate ship was known to be pretty untrusting of his crew and therefore, he would not allow anyone to have access to the precious treasures until it was time to split the profits at the end of a long voyage at sea!” I waved my arms in the air as I confidently portrayed this theatre-like experience for everyone who participated in the tour of the ship. I honestly enjoyed talking about the real-life stories regarding this pirate ship that I could do all day long…
When the opportunity showed itself, I accepted to take on the job of being a local tour guide for the museum ship we have in Pearl Cove on the beach.
The naval museum we had in town constituted of one ship, but it was a good one. The ship we had in town was an old-timey one. The ship in question was from a completely different area. It used to be a real pirate ship. It was a miracle that it was in such a good state, even now. Of course, it had been restored… Multiple times and honestly, I believed it needed another restoration. I adored the ship and all, but it was falling apart at times. Perhaps not to the point of being dangerous, but we didn’t want it to come to this point.
“Where’s the treasure now?” one of the young men on the tour suddenly raised his arm in the air and asked me that question. “If this is supposed to be the room where that selfish captain kept the treasure, where is it now?” he continued elaborating on his question.
“Sadly, the infamous treasure of Captain Sharktooth of the Teal Storm ship vanished, along with him. It is rumoured that the captain disappeared with his treasure because he never had any real intention of sharing it with any other members of his crew. Thankfully, we still have his ship, at least…” I explained to the young man at the front of the group.
“Oh, I see… That sucks…” he replied. It was looking like he was quite disappointed to hear that we didn’t have the captain’s treasure… I kind of felt bad for breaking this news to him, now…
The man in question was quite handsome I would say.
He stood 6’1 tall. He had dark brown, almost black short hair. His eyes were brown. His body was built on the bigger side with a bit of chubbiness to him something that I found pretty adorable in some men and that was the case now.
He wore rectangular glasses and wore a black hoodie and regular denim pants.
“What’s your name, mister?” I thought it was such a good question from him that I became curious what his name was.
“Ethan.”
His name was Ethan, and I liked the sound of that name. It was pretty.
“You seem to be a pretty fan of ships and treasures and things of that nature, Ethan,” I was immediately swept away and prompted with the idea that Ethan was not only very interested in the subjects we were talking about, but he was not like any of the other people on this tour.
I was pretty convinced that he knew a lot more than other people I was given the tour to.
“I am,” he proved me right as he replied to me and shook his head.
“Interesting…” I cracked a smile. I felt flustered and slightly embarrassed because this man made such a big impression on me, which typically never happened for me (or very rarely, at least)...
“Hey, can we see the deck now?” another person from the crowd of people on the naval tour requested.
“Yes! I want to see the pirate deck, too!” then, another person requested the same thing.
“Alright, alright, alright… The deck is next up….” I waved both arms in the air and shut my eyes and I tried calming everyone down…
I got a hold of myself and my bountiful and heavy breasts bounced up and down as I straightened my back.
I had been stationary at the same place for far too long…
This surely interrupted our little discussion between me and that Ethan guy, but it was a good thing because this was a reminder that I was working right now and it was time to move on with the tour…
