Luffy Adventure in Amazon Lily

After a hearty meal, Luffy leaned back, patting his stomach with a satisfied grin. He hadn't expected Marguerite to join him afterward, and now she stood before him with that mischievous glint in her eye.

"Hey, Luffy," Marguerite began, folding her arms as a smirk played on her lips. "You know, there's a lot of talk about you."

"Really?" Luffy asked, his grin widening. "What're they saying? That I'm strong? Or that I ate a ton of meat earlier?" His enthusiasm was unrelenting, completely missing her point.

Marguerite chuckled, shaking her head. "Not quite. They're saying you can stretch every part of your body. Is that true?"

"Oh, yeah! I can stretch all over," Luffy replied without hesitation, his arms extending outward as a demonstration. "See? Pretty cool, huh?"

Marguerite's smirk deepened as she leaned in slightly. "I mean... every part, Luffy. Even places you'd probably want to keep private?"

Luffy blinked, scratching his head in confusion. "Huh? Oh, you mean—" He gestured vaguely downward. "Yeah, sure, I guess so. Why wouldn't I?"

Marguerite laughed, the sound light but filled with intrigue. "And you're just okay with showing anyone?"

"Well, I guess if you really wanna see," Luffy said, shrugging nonchalantly. "But why would you care about that?" His innocent tone was so genuine it nearly disarmed her.

Marguerite tried to stifle her amusement, but the curiosity was too much to resist. "Let's just say... I've never seen any man do that. You're full of surprises, Luffy."

"Okay," Luffy said brightly, standing up without a second thought. "But you can't tell anyone! I don't want people thinking I'm weird or something."

Marguerite nodded, biting her lip to keep from laughing. "I promise."

Luffy slowly lowered his pants and boxers to reveal his penis.

"Oh my god," Miley gasped, staring at Charlie's package.

Hanging limply between his legs was Luffy's cock, a meaty dildo roughly seven inches in length. Marguerite could only imagine how big it got when erect, amazed at its size. In its limp state, Luffy's penis was bigger than most men she'd heard about from older women! His penis was smooth, with one bulging vein traveling the length of Luffy's shaft. His balls hung loosely and the surrounding pubic hair was shaggy and untrimmed.

"Luffy, how did a skinny guy like you end up with such a monster between his legs?"

Still entirely unbothered, Luffy pulled his pants back up, his carefree grin never fading. "There! You've seen it now, right? No big deal. You happy?"

Marguerite blinked, her cheeks flushed and her thoughts racing. She hadn't expected him to be so casual about it—let alone so... impressive. "Luffy, wait—" she started, reaching out instinctively.

But Luffy was already turning toward the door, his usual energetic tone cutting through her words. "I've gotta get going. Rayleigh'll yell at me if I slack off too much! See ya, Marguerite!"

Before she could form a coherent response, Luffy had bounded out of the room, his sandals clapping against the floor as he vanished down the hallway, humming a tune to himself.

Marguerite stood frozen, her heart pounding as she processed what had just happened. A strange mix of emotions swirled within her—curiosity, amazement, and something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

It wasn't until one of the Kuja warriors walked past, giving her a questioning look, that Marguerite shook herself out of her daze. She straightened up, brushing her hair back as she left the room with as much composure as she could muster.

As she stepped back into the sunlight, she glanced in the direction Luffy had gone, a faint smile tugging at her lips. That boy... no… that man really is something else...

The rest of the day was a blur for Marguerite, her mind preoccupied and her focus scattered. No matter what task she took on, thoughts of Luffy and his penis she had witnessed earlier dominated her thoughts. His carefree grin, the unflinching way he had shrugged it off—it was as if his entire being was imprinted in her mind.

By the time the sun began to dip toward the horizon, Marguerite found herself at the training grounds. Her sparring session was sluggish, and it wasn't long before Sandersonia approached her, her expression one of concern mixed with curiosity.

"Marguerite!" Sandersonia called hands on her hips. "Where have you been all day? You've been acting so strange. And what happened with Luffy earlier? Everyone's saying you two were seen talking in the hallway."

Marguerite froze, the weight of her earlier encounter making her cheeks warm. "Huh?" she mumbled, still distracted. "Oh, um, nothing. It was... nothing important." She glanced over toward the edge of the training field, where Luffy was sitting in the shade of a tree, scarfing down a pile of fruit. He hadn't once looked her way since she arrived.

Sandersonia squinted at her suspiciously, crossing her arms. "Marguerite, don't give me that. I've been asking around all day. What did you talk to him about?"

Marguerite sighed, dropping her sword and running a hand through her hair. "I saw it," she admitted flatly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sandersonia blinked, taken aback. "Saw what?"

Marguerite hesitated, her gaze darting toward Luffy before quickly looking away. "You know... it."

Sandersonia's brows shot up in realization. "Wait. That?" Her voice lowered conspiratorially, though the excitement was hard to miss. "No way. You're serious?"

Marguerite nodded stiffly, her posture unusually tense. "I don't want to talk about it," she muttered, though the truth was, it was all she could think about.

Sandersonia leaned in, her expression a mix of shock and glee. "Well? Was it... you know... as impressive as the rumors?"

Marguerite shot her a sharp look, her face flaming. "Can you not?" she hissed, trying to keep her voice down. But the question lingered in her mind. The truth was, it wasn't just the size that surprised her—it was the way Luffy had been so unbothered, so genuinely oblivious to the implications.

Sandersonia chuckled, patting Marguerite on the shoulder. "You're blushing like crazy. You've got to tell me everything later."

Marguerite nodded simply, "He showed it to me, in the hallway."

"In the hallway. I don't believe it, you're such a slut!" Sandersonia giggled.

"I am not!" Marguerite snapped out of her daze at the terrible accusation. "You know as well as I do that I'm still a virgin. " Then she added, "Technically."

"Whatever. You are quite loud at night you know," Sandersonia teased.

Marguerite smiled at that and couldn't refute the accusation, "Well, I've got to do something to not go crazy, don't I?"

Their drill instructor ended the training session, but the girls kept gossiping in hushed tones.

"So, was it big?" Sandersonia whispered, curious.

"It was huge," Marguerite whispered back.

"Seriously? How huge?"

"Like, bigger-than-any-dick-I've-ever-seen huge. And it was limp, so it must be a monster when he's got a boner. Plus he can stretch and expand it and I can't even imagine that."

Sandersonia giggled, "I can't believe he showed it to you. Did you touch it?"

"No!" Marguerite hissed. "Of course not."

"God, who'd have thought? A man showed his penis to Kuja pirate in amazon lily and lived." Sandersonia mused. "Someone thin like Luffy having a horse cock."

Both women giggled and continued their whispered gossip. But Marguerite couldn't stop looking in Luffy's direction; she was unable to get the image of his penis out of her head. She wanted to see it again. She wanted to see it erect, just to satisfy her curiosity over how big it was. Marguerite had always been fascinated by men's cocks. She loved hearing stories from the older amazons about men who begged them for sex. She loved the idea of Luffy when he grew hard within her hand and the total control she felt when he was close to cumming. She really wondered did Luffy even knew what masturbating was.

The evening seemed to drag on, as the last group of Amazonian warriors started to leave the training ground. After what felt like hours Marguerite quickly gathered her things, brushing off Sandersonia's curious look with a vague, "I'll talk to you later." She could sense her friend's growing curiosity, but Marguerite wasn't ready to explain the chaotic swirl of thoughts in her head.

With practiced efficiency, she made her way across the village, stopping briefly at the armory to return her equipment. Her thoughts raced as she recalled the sight from earlier, her curiosity clashing with the heated embarrassment that came with it. The image refused to leave her mind.

She pushed the door open and stepped into the cooling evening air. The training fields were emptying, and the bustle of the Kuja preparing for the evening routines filled the air. Marguerite scanned the area, her heart inexplicably picking up pace.

She was looking for Luffy.

Her boots clicked softly against the stone paths as she moved toward the forest's edge, where she knew he tended to wander. He wasn't one for structured training—his methods were wild, instinctual, and often downright reckless. But it worked for him.

As she rounded a corner, she spotted him lounging under a tree, a satisfied grin on his face as he dug into a freshly picked melon. He sat cross-legged, his straw hat tipped back, his carefree aura as strong as ever.

"Luffy!" Marguerite called, trying to steady her voice.

He looked up, mid-bite, his wide grin growing even brighter when he saw her. "Oh, hey, Marguerite!" he said cheerfully, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

Marguerite hesitated for a moment, then squared her shoulders and approached him. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, her tone casual, though her thoughts were anything but.

Luffy scooted over, patting the ground beside him. "Sure! There's plenty of fruit if you're hungry."

Marguerite sat down, stealing a glance at him out of the corner of her eye. She wasn't sure why she felt compelled to seek him out, but something about his unshakable confidence—and the memory of what she had seen—drew her in despite herself.

Marguerite hesitated, then sighed, stepping closer. "Actually, yeah. I wanted to talk to you about earlier."

"Earlier?" Luffy tilted his head, genuinely puzzled for a moment, before realization hit him. "Oh, you mean the thing in the hallway!"

She winced. "Yeah, that. Look, I just wanted to say… I'm sorry if I made you feel weird. I was being a total jerk today."

Luffy blinked at her, then grinned. "Huh? I wasn't feeling weird! Why would I be?"

Marguerite stared at him, thrown by his lack of self-consciousness. "Wait, seriously? I thought you'd be upset or embarrassed after—well, you know."

Luffy scratched the back of his head, laughing. "Nah, why would I be? You were just curious, right? I get curious about stuff all the time too! Like, did you know mermaids can poop? That's crazy!"

Marguerite opened her mouth to respond but found herself at a loss. His pure, unbothered outlook was… refreshing.

"You're not upset, then?" she asked, studying his face for any hint of hidden emotion.

"Nope!" Luffy declared, taking another big bite of his fruit. "You could've just asked me whatever you wanted to know!"

Marguerite's cheeks flushed. "It's not exactly an easy thing to ask about…"

Luffy shrugged. "Why not? You just say it! Like, 'Hey, Luffy, what's up with your penis being so huge?' See? Easy!"

Marguerite let out a soft laugh despite herself. "You're really something else, Luffy."

"Thanks!" he said brightly, completely missing any deeper meaning in her words. "Anyway, you wanna share this fruit? It's super tasty!"

Marguerite shook her head with a smile, realizing there was no winning against Luffy's pure, straightforward nature. "Sure, why not?"

Luffy grinned, tilting his head slightly as he thought about it. "You're not the first one to ask about it, you know. Nami and Robin asked about it too."

Marguerite's eyebrows shot up, and she leaned in, her curiosity piqued. "Wait, really? What did they say?"

"Well…" Luffy started, scratching the back of his head as he recalled the moments. "Nami was all serious about it. She looked at me, kinda like how she does when she's planning something, and said, 'Luffy, is it true you can stretch everything?' I said yeah, and she just nodded like she was thinking about it for a long time."

Marguerite stifled a laugh. "And Robin?"

"Oh, Robin's reaction was different," Luffy said, his grin widening. "She just gave one of her mysterious smiles and said, 'That's quite the talent, Captain.' She didn't ask much after that, but she always has this look like she knows something you don't, you know?"

Marguerite couldn't hold back her laughter anymore. "Oh, Luffy, you're something else. You make it sound like it's the most normal thing in the world!"

"It is normal for me," Luffy said with a shrug, entirely unbothered. "Why does everyone make such a big deal about it? It's just my body."

"Luffy. It's quite big and showing your penis to girls is embarrassing. Most guys would kill to have a thing that big."

"Really?" Luffy asked.

"Are you kidding? Of course! Listen Luffy, when a girl says she doesn't care how big it is, she's probably lying. You know, unless she's like a tiny midget girl or something."

"So all girls like big... things?" Luffy wondered.

Marguerite smirked as she guided the small boat along the calm waters of Amazon Lily's rivers, her curiosity unyielding. "You know, Luffy, all the girls in the village gossip about stuff like that. Who's strong, who's not... and, well, who's got a 'big thing.'" She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, testing his reaction. "What do you think we talk about when guys aren't around?"

Luffy tilted his head, his carefree expression not wavering. "I have no idea," he admitted with a shrug. "Most of the time, girls don't talk to me when I am around. They just get all giggly and weird."

Marguerite looked at the small boat near the beach just outside Luffy's temporary camp, glancing at him. She felt a surprising amount of sympathy for him. For all his strength and cheerful demeanor, he was still somewhat of a naive. His innocence and authenticity set him apart from every man she had ever heard about, and she couldn't help but be curious about him.

As they walked along the path toward his small shelter, she finally broke the silence. "So, Luffy... do you think I could stick around for a bit?"

"Huh? Do you want to stay here? At my camp?" Luffy asked, wide-eyed, his voice rising in surprise.

"Yeah," Marguerite replied, smiling at his reaction. "I mean, if it's okay. No one else is here, right?"

"Nah, Rayleigh's went back to his coating business," Luffy said casually, rubbing the back of his head. "But... why would you want to stay here? There's nothing fun to do."

Marguerite hesitated for a moment, then decided to be direct. "Would you show it to me again?"

Luffy tilted his head, looking confused. "Show what?"

"You know..." Marguerite said, gesturing vaguely with her hands, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Your cock. You don't have to if you don't want to, but... I'll trade you for it."

"Trade?" Luffy repeated, scratching his cheek. "Like, for food?"

Marguerite nodded, "Yeah. But only if you want to. I mean, I'll show you my boobs if you want - that's only fair. It'll be like a trade. I just... I want to see it again."

He couldn't believe there were such ways to get food. Neither could he possibly turn down such an offer. Within a second, Luffy agreed with Marguerite's offer. She looked around, noting no one was around. He was into the usual odd collection of trinkets and mementos, but among the shells and sketches of pirate flags, Marguerite spotted a poster of none other than Brook, the Soul King himself, plastered on the wall.

"Whoa, you're into the Soul King?" Marguerite asked, surprised as she traced the edge of the poster with her fingers.

"Uh, yeah," Luffy said, rubbing the back of his head with a grin. "He's one of my crew! He's awesome, right? His concerts are so loud, though."

Marguerite blinked at him, her curiosity only growing. "Wait... he's one of your crew? You mean, you know the Soul King?"

"Yeah!" Luffy laughed, plopping onto the hammock in the corner. "He's a skeleton, too. Plays music all the time! You should meet him sometime."

Marguerite shook her head, laughing softly. "Luffy, you're full of surprises," she murmured, before picking up a small wooden figurine of a ship's wheel from his shelf and examining it like it was some strange artifact.

"So, uh..." Luffy scratched his head again, his usual carefree demeanor shifting slightly as he glanced at her. "How should we do this?"

Marguerite set the figurine back down, her expression shifting into a mix of mischief and curiosity. "Well, I did say I'd owe you one, didn't I?"

Without another word, she reached for the sash at her waist, slipping it loose and letting the soft fabric of her top slide down to reveal a simple, fitted bandeau underneath. Her movements were steady but tinged with a playful boldness.

Luffy's eyes widened as he sat up straight in his hammock. "Whoa! Are you serious?"

What many didn't know. It's not that Luffy is naive or ignorant about sex—it's more that he's so single-minded and unbothered by romantic or sexual matters that he doesn't actively engage with them, at least not in a typical way for his age. His hormones or romantic interests might not have kicked in fully due to his personality and the life he has lived especially if you count his journey in the grand line or his childhood trained by Grandpa.

Marguerite raised a brow, tilting her head. "You wanted a trade, didn't you?" she said, her tone light but daring.

Luffy just about fell over. Marguerite looked perfect, with her narrow waist and toned frame. She was tanned with flawless skin. Reaching around to her back, Marguerite unhooked the bra. It loosened off her breasts and she let it slowly fall from her chest ... Teasingly, until Luffy looked like he might burst from holding his breath too long. It was the first time in his life he'd been hit with hormones—perhaps it was a side effect of Ikonova's injections back then.

Marguerite let the bra fall to the floor, and her breasts were suddenly revealed; two small mounds of perfection capped by soft, pink nipples.

Marguerite pushed a hand through her long dark hair, jutting her chest out as she did so, "Well? Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to take your pants off?"

Luffy is unable to take his eyes off Marguerite. Kicking out of his sandals, Luffy pushed his baggy trousers to the sand and stepped out of them. He didn't even realize he was erect, so mesmerized by the sight of naked breasts.

Marguerite gasped for the second time that day. It had to be nine inches in length, maybe longer! It was incredible. She stood staring, equally transfixed as Luffy was by her.

"It's so big," Marguerite murmured.

"They are so fluffy," Luffy whispered back.

Marguerite smiled at that. She'd loved to hear those words and with such heartfelt honesty. It was flattering to come from someone who was so innocent. It wasn't what Luffy said, it was the tone he said it in.

"Luffy, do you mind if I... can I touch it?"

With wide eyes, Luffy nodded his assent.

"Why don't you sit down on your bed?" Marguerite suggested, kneeling between luffy's crotch. She tried closing her fist around the middle of Luffy's shaft once he sat down, and the tips of her thumb and middle finger couldn't quite touch as she gripped him, "My god Luffy, this thing is amazing."

"I'm glad you like it."

Looking up at him with her beautiful blue eyes, "Would it be okay if I stroked it a little?"

"Yeah, o-okay," Luffy agreed, still in shock over having this weird feeling inside him and seeing his dick so hard. And now she had her hand on his erection wanting to jerk him off!

With a gliding motion, Marguerite smoothed her grip up and down Luffy's shaft a few times. It twitched whenever her grip passed over the ridge of his cockhead. She marveled at it, amazed by the fact that it was growing even more firm as she paid attention to it.

"It's getting so hard, is he using haki unconsciously," Marguerite commented. "Have you ever jerked you off before Luffy?"

Luffy shook his head, blushing.

"I can't believe I'm the first to get my hands on this cock," Marguerite's voice dripped with desire. She lifted her other hand as well to join in the fun, scraping the tips of her long fingernails along his soft underside, gently teasing him as she continued to stroke with a closed fist. She knew he liked it because Luffy gasped with a sharp intake of breath.

"Does this feel good, Luffy?"

"Y-yeah, yes."

Lifting her head, Marguerite craned her neck and pushed some saliva out of her mouth, letting it drip from her lips to the head of Luffy's cock. She worked the wetness of her spit in, lubricating her stroking motions. As she slicked his shaft, Marguerite moved her teasing fingernails to Luffy's balls, which were taut with arousal, and gently scraped her nails against the coarse skin of his balls.

"I really like your cock," Marguerite said, staring up at Luffy with a soft smile. "Would it be okay if I made you cum? I'd really like to see that."

Luffy groaned and nodded. "Y-yeah," he whispered, already close.

Increasing the speed of her stroking, Marguerite began jerking Luffy off in earnest, "I can't wait to see this thing shoot all of its gooey mess." Marguerite spit out some more saliva, and soon Luffy's bedroom was filled with the sounds of her slick pumping, "It's okay sweetie, if you need to cum. Go ahead; I want to watch it shoot out."

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