Picking up Girls With My System

The crew the Archimage came up for Arthur was not composed of the best mages, but each of the men there knew how to sail and survive in the open sea — exactly what Arthur needed for a long journey.

He went on the ship with his wives and maid, interviewing each man to see if they had what it would take for such an expedition. One had a wooden leg and a bird hanging on its shoulder. A typical sailor if one asked Arthur.

“You all seem alright. Do you know the length and importance of this expedition?” Arthur asked, gazing intensely at the eyes of everyone present.

The wooden-leg man stepped forward as he said, “I do. We will explore an unknown land, which will take us years!”

“Are you willing to go even after knowing the details?”

“Of course, captain. We are all but small fish here, but maybe we can turn into sharks by your hands,” he said.

That was the right mindset needed to approach such an arduous task, but Arthur was not so confident about turning them into sharks — he firmly believed they would turn into sharks’ dinners instead.

Of course, he did not share his thoughts aloud, afraid it would hurt the morality of the crew before leaving the port.

“I am not confident myself, yet these weak sailors are? My mindset has to change, or I can perish here.”

After the round of interviews, the sailors went to their designed positions, taking care of the ship and preparing it to leave the shore. Arthur and his wives had a private room, miles better than the crew’s small beds.

“This looks nice,” Wisa said as she stepped inside her room, one she would share with Jane and Arthur.

The walls were of the same expensive material as the rest of the ship, and the fancy furniture, paintings, and candlelights turned the room’s atmosphere into an entirely new level. Arthur loved it, and for the looks of it, his wives too.

“Are we going to stay here for years?” Jane asked.

What concerned them the most was the boredom and the extensive time on the open sea. Anyone would feel worse in such an environment, so Jane was not guilty of asking that.

“Yes, and no,” Arthur said, jumping on the large bed and feeling the softnesses on his back. “I believe we will come across many islands along the way. Will they have people living in it? Who knows, but we can still stop from time to time to restore our mental health.”

Arthur knew each stop would make their journey take longer, but no one was a machine capable of enduring such harsh times without a break, especially his crew, who would start complaining.

“That is good to hear. But where will Sybille sleep?” Jane asked.

The rest of the crew was a mix of men and women — the Archimage knew these people would have other needs after a long time on the sea, so that’s the reason behind the perfect 1-to-1 number of men and women.

But could Sybille sleep down there? Arthur did not like the idea, as she had helped him a lot by caring for Odemore, so she deserved a better place.

Arthur, like a well-prepared mage, took out a nice bed from his magical pouch and placing at the corner of the room. It was a big room, so space was no problem.

Wisa and Jane gave him a look of ‘why do you have that inside your pocket?’ Arthur answered with a,” don’t even ask.”

Sybille was content with the bed, even more with the friendly gesture from Arthur and his wives. There was a problem; when the trio of Arthur, Jane, and Wisa exchanged glances, all knew what it was.

“Our private time!”

Truth be told, there were not many things to do inside the ship, so having sex was one of the things they planned. But how would they do it if Sybille was there?

They could do it during the daytime and order Sybille to do something else around the ship. But his two wives had another plan, one which surprised Arthur.

“What? Do you want to add her to our threesome? Why are you two okay with this?”

Arthur did not know, but Sybille and his two wives got close to each other and became good friends! Wisa and Jane wanted her to join the fun, so who was Arthur to say no?

Sybille was no youth, and she heard everything they were talking about from the other side of the room. Her cheeks turned red, and she could not believe what she wanted would happen soon.

Yes, she wanted that! Sybille liked Arthur the moment she saw him, and after becoming friends with his wives, she liked them too! She wanted to be a part of this, to be one with them.

As for Arthur, he also had a strange thought in mind, “is she a grandpa?”

Sybille was a vampire, and he had yet to know her actual age but based on what he heard and how there were no vampires in the central continent, Arthur knew she was OLD.

They all settled themselves in their new room, but no sex in the first day, as they still needed to talk it through to see if Sybille would genuinely join them.

“Captain!”

“Captain!”

The crew got excited every morning when Arthur left his room, going on the deck to ensure everything was alright with his crew and the ship.

All he could see was the ocean blue and the fish that would jump from the water from time to time. The wind was refreshing, and the first week of the journey went smoothly, especially by the eighth day, when the real fun was about to start.

It was night-time, and most of the crew was asleep, with only a few on the deck to ensure the ship kept moving without hitting anything. Arthur was on the bed with his wives, and things got hotter with their exchange of kisses.

Their tongues intertwined, sending a pleasing sensation down there. Arthur could not help but to squeeze his wife’s boobs, making the two moan.

Sybille was lying on the bed not that far, hiding beneath the blanket, playing with her pussy. She heard the moans and could not help but play with her flower.

Things got hotter with each passing second. Arthur and his wives heard a moan coming from the other side of the room, and they quickly realized what it was.

Wisa and Jane smiled, leaving the blankets naked, and walking toward Sybille’s bed. They threw Sybille’s blanket away, revealing her gorgeous body, which was half-naked, with her hand touching her clitoris.

She was surprised as she believed there was no noise from her bed, but it appeared she was mistaken!

Jane and Wisa grabbed her, took out the remaining clothing, tossing her on the bed afterward. Sybille had perfect white skin, and a unique charm came from her soft long, pinky hair.

Everything about her was perfect, from the curves to her pretty face. Arthur’s wives were surprised to see such an incredible woman beneath those clothes.

“Now the real fun begins,” said Wisa, licking her lips.