The Eye and The Snake

Hi everyone. This is my second time writing a story, before this I have been a lurker in the Loving Wives category, and decided to write something I was interested in. I also love fantasy. The story might seem slightly simple and slow, but I hoped to make a sensible story out of it.

To all the naysayers of this category of stories, these are fictional stories involving a wife being taken in by another man while marooned on an island, while the husband gets to know about it through mysterious means. If it isn't for you, there is no need to read it. For everyone else who has read the tags and was looking for this kind of story, I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for taking the time to read, and feel free to leave a comment about what you would like to see in future stories. I can take suggestions and criticism regarding story writing and editing as well. Cheers!

"Well, I wish I could have some help while I'm with you, you don't seem to care about my stamina..." I grumbled, huffing loudly as I exerted myself.

"Well Raghav, now you're just... *huff*... plain... *puff*... coming out and saying it!" pouted Esha, not missing the eager tone. She kissed my cheek and said, "No Babe! You're enough for me! Besides, the cruise staff should help you out."

We then dropped their bags at the reception and sat down sighing.

"Looks like they're short staffed, but it's fine... I am getting a workout in" I said, as I looked around to get assistance.

"We are getting a workout, you mean! I'm lifting too! I need the workout!" Esha beamed as she exclaimed.

There she goes again. It has been like this for most of our married life. Esha doesn't appreciate her voluptuousness, and I have to show her how much of a turn on she is for me. Although, she might be fishing for a compliment here. Nevertheless, I was never going to deny her that.

I was always thankful for having her.

Esha and I had met back in college, when we had no experience with the opposite sex, and no explicit inclinations towards exploring either. It took us several years to even get together. However, when we did, we were inseparable.

As we got into good jobs, good money, better lifestyles, and great family support, we decided to tie the knot.

After ten years being married, we were so in-sync, it was almost paranormal. So when I said, "Let's go on a cruise!" Esha was already beaming with tickets in hand. Esha was super into it. She was so excited at the prospects on the cruise. I had bought her a bikini and though she was sceptical at first, the response she received from me was overwhelming to say the least. Esha felt she looked frumpy like a housewife despite being 31, but I saw her for what she was, a buxom beauty. Chubby in all the right places, with boobs that made me salivate, and an ass that popped. As they say, more cushion for the pushin'. While searching for bikinis for her, I noted her size was 38G, which I didn't need to know since I could already see how huge they were, but it stimulated me to no end. The workouts she did kept her tummy flat, and I appreciated the effort she put in, but I knew I'd like it anyway, because I loved her irrespective of all this.

Right now, Esha in a sundress distracted me to no end, as I couldn't get my mind straight to check-in. But she broke me out of my trance by hailing someone to reception.

Post the check-in, as we went to our cabin, which was along the upper deck, we couldn't help but take in the view - this trip looked to be super romantic. The cabin was cosy, with a huge bed, beyond which there was a translucent door to the shower. Beyond the exit, there was a view of the docks, and would probably look out at the sea soon.

As I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Esha to leave the shower, she turned up, in lingerie she bought specifically for the trip, waiting for my approval. I was taken in by her vulnerability, but at the same time the black baby-doll she was wearing did little to hide any of her fun parts.

I pulled her into bed, and kissed her passionately. Esha kissed me back hungrily, as we had both been waiting for this since we left home.

We fell onto the mattress, savouring each ecstatic moment in each other's arms. I rolled on top of her, my mouth tracing its way down her neck, to her shoulder, gently brushing aside the bra-strap as I went.

With a deep, happy smile, Esha urged off my shirt and fumbled with my vest. I pulled down the straps on her other shoulder rather more forcefully, causing the tops of her breasts to spill into view. My mouth dropped accordingly, lovingly kissing the soft swells of flesh as my hand slid up beneath her back, to the catch of her bra. Esha arched her back, pressing her chest into my face and allowing me access to snap the clasp.

Tenderly, I continued kissing my way down the expanse of Esha's bosom, using my teeth to drag the neckline of her lingerie down those final few inches. Her huge, gorgeous tits were freed.

My tongue found her delicious gumdrop nipples and Esha forgot all about undressing me. She threw back her head with a moan and impatiently squeezed the warm bulge between my legs. I grunted in approval, never taking my mouth from her breasts. She finally managed to sneak her small hand inside my fly to caress my naked cock.

Our lips still locked together, Esha and I sat up on the blankets and playfully discarded the rest of each other's clothing. Naked as the day we were born, I took a moment to drink in every detail of Esha's incredibly sexy body, from the wine-dark nipples on her succulent tits, to the delicately trimmed curls of hair between her legs, to the way her bright eyes gazed longingly at my own body...

Esha pushed me down onto the blankets and lowered her soft, pouty lips over my shaft. She sucked me in nearly all the way, washing me with kisses, giving me the most loving blow job I could have ever imagined. I tangled my fingers up in her long, wavy hair and closed my eyes, luxuriating in the pleasure of it. A pair of awesome breasts pressed down onto my thighs each time Esha bobbed her head, those yummy nipples of hers fully erect as they rubbed along my skin.

There was a familiar gleam in her eye as she lifted her lips off of me, scooted forwards slightly, and wrapped my rigid cock in the loving embrace of her cleavage. Full, ripe tits pumped up and down the length of me, threatening to make me cum--

"Not yet!"

With all my willpower, I pushed Esha's body off of mine and caught my breath for a moment.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"No, this is amazing," I answered with a smirk. "I just want to make sure this moment lasts as long as it can. Come here."

At my urging, Esha climbed onto my lap and we embraced--my arms wrapped snugly around her waist, her arms wrapped snugly around me. Her tits mashed against my bare chest and my wet, glistening erection pointed straight up, trapped between our naked bodies. As we kissed, Esha pressed herself against me, rubbing the soft curls of her pubic hair against my cock.

When we finally broke apart for air, my hands couldn't help themselves--they squeezed her breasts in awe.

"You have the most incredible boobs," I sighed. "I swear they've actually gotten bigger."

She smiled and pressed my head into the chasm between them.

"I want you so bad," she moaned.

I laid her gently down onto the mattress and kissed her again, gently resting the head of my penis against her naked slit, soaking it in her warm arousal.

"Wait! Wear a condom!" Esha said urgently. I sensed the urgency, ripped open a condom from my bag, and readied myself against her slit.

I pushed the head in, and she moaned.

"Oh God," she sighed, her breaths coming quicker now. I suckled her swollen nipples, pushed myself back into her, and she came. It was a beautiful sight.

After a few minutes of mumbling and moaning, Esha regained her senses enough to kiss me. I started to pull out, but she fiercely held me back.

"I want more," she groaned, desperately trying to catch her breath. "I want to have sex with you in every position..."

The lust in her breathing drove me wild, and I promptly rolled us both back into a sitting position, her straddling my lap, my cock buried deep in her pussy. I shoved my hands beneath her soft, healthy buttocks and lifted her up, gently bouncing her body on mine.

"Oh yeah..." she moaned, throwing her head back and thrusting her chest against my face. I picked up the pace, devouring my lover's massive tits until she came a second time.

Then we did it with her on top--by far my favourite position in terms of the view. By some miracle of willpower, I still didn't cum, even with those bouncing breasts filling my field of vision.

I knew my defences were crumbling. The snug warmth of her around my cock grew positively unbearable. Esha saw it in my eyes, and she tenderly caressed my face, bringing me in for a kiss--

I came hard while still inside her, the relief of it rushing through my entire body. My head spun, my vision blurred, and I held her in my arms.

While basking in the post-coital glow, I couldn't help but think this is going to be a fun 2 weeks. Esha was breathing hard, thinking "Maybe he could have gone another round...?"

While we were panting and coming down from our high, we felt the ship leaving the docks, and looked back at the coastline. This would be a vacation to remember!

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It had been 3 days of parties, eating, workouts, sex, and a whole host of fun. As we explored the upper deck with the first class seating area and the pool, we saw several people from various countries, who we had seen intermittently every day. We smiled and waved at all of the familiar faces as we sat by the pool in our swimwear to relax. The cloud cover was nice, so it was not as sunny, and we could tolerate it. Esha looked banging hot in the bikini, and she wore it with confidence too.

"How far are we from the coast, do you think?" a young lady in a one piece swimsuit asked Esha.

"Well, I am not really sure. Raghav?" Esha said, turning to me.

"Umm, I'm not sure... but I think it's around 1500 km... and around 2000km till we reach nearest land as per the schedule" I said.

"So, we are right in the middle of the waters then?" she gasped.

I grumbled softly, "Not quite... there's land around 300 km away, but we aren't stopping there." I reassured her.

"Thanks!" she looked relieved and lay back on her lounge chair, "You look stunning by the way!" she said to Esha.

"Thanks!" chirped Esha, "You too!" Esha and I waved, and went to their respective lounge chairs and began relaxing.

It was a great time with no issues at all. A day later, the weather was fine, but the seas were rough. No issues for the heavy cruises though.

That day we had planned to explore the ship ourselves, to see what happens everywhere. We would meet at 6 in our cabin, and each of us carried a map of the ship.

The day was great, as I noted a lounge bar, a poker club, a dance club, and several other facets of the cruising experience. It was around 5.30 when I thought I had gone very deep into the hull of the ship, and decided to retrace my steps. However, I was lost. This part of the ship did not match anything I had seen on the ship.

I had walked down a long, empty corridor. A few of the lights were flickering, and I had noticed that some of the doors I had tried were locked. A faint smell of mould and mildew had filled the air.

I had been wandering for quite some time, and was getting nervous. I was about to turn back and try to find my way out, when I heard a strange sound. It was a muffled voice, like someone was yelling or screaming. I followed the sound, which led me down a set of stairs and into a dimly lit hallway. The walls were covered in graffiti and the floors were littered with debris. As I approached the source of the noise, I saw a door marked "Private." The sounds were coming from inside.

I opened the door and found myself in a large, dingy room. The floor was littered with empty bottles and broken furniture. There was a filthy mattress on the floor, and a woman stood in the middle.

"Well, you should never run towards a screaming sound, first lesson for you!" said the woman in an Irish accent. I could not place the tone of her voice, was it sinister, or just old?

"I'm sorry, I was lost and thought someone was in danger" I mumbled.

"Yeah, don't be so altruistic. When you hear screaming, you run away from that..." she cackled, and my hair stood on end.

"Anyway, my time has almost come. I am here to give you a gift." she said, as she pulled back her hood and her sleeves.

I was dumbstruck at her appearance. She was old, her face wrinkled and her hair grey. She was wearing a cloak that hung loosely off her shoulders, and her hands were bony and frail.

"I'm sorry, who are you? Why did you bring me here? What is this gift?" I said, the questions bubbling out of me.

She ignored my questions, and instead began chanting in a strange language. Her eyes seemed to roll back into her head, and a purple light emanated from her hands.

I was frozen in place, unable to move or speak. My body was tingling all over, as if electricity was coursing through me. The feeling was both pleasurable and painful, and it was unlike anything I had ever experienced.

As the woman continued to chant, the tingling sensation became stronger, and I could feel my body going stiff.

"Say your name." she interrupted her chants.

"Raghav" I blurted, and I could feel my mouth moving against my will.

"Good, good" she muttered.

"Now, say these words after me," she prepped me.

She began to utter a strange phrase, and as she did, the purple light from her hands grew brighter.

"Follow my lead, Raghav," she said, and I was forced to repeat the phrase.

The light coursed through my chest, as I felt its warmth deep inside me, rising up my throat. I felt like puking.

The woman raised her arms, and the heat rose into my head. I felt a brightness around my eye, and then it abruptly ended.

"What just happened?" I asked calming myself, "What did you do to me?"

The woman started faltering and sat on the mattress. A trickle of blood came from her nose, and her breathing was heavy. A small glass vial fell from her hand.

"Oh Raghav, I am not well" she said, coughing violently, "You can thank me later. The Watchful Eye shall guide you in how to use it!" she said.

"The Watchful Eye?" I asked puzzled.

"I can't tell you more...." she swished her cloak, and I blacked out.

I woke up on the poolside, and was surprised to see my new environment. I sat up straight and checked the time. It was almost 6, so I ran to the cabin, to find Esha already there.

"I won!" she said, "What do I get?"

"What do you mean Esha, did I miss something? A party, a date, a massage, a dinner?" I asked her, trying to figure out what she was referring to.

"I get anything you can give," she smiled naughtily.

I put the incident out of my mind, and decided that Esha was more important, as I closed the cabin door.

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The next day was the day everything changed.

It was a quiet day and afternoon, but by night the sea was quite rough. We were settling in for a rough night in our cabin, when suddenly we felt a tremor. Esha and I rushed out, and saw a lot of passengers running towards the bridge, to get some answers. A group was headed towards the stern of the ship, to get a better view, and so we went too.

A large wave struck the port side, and the ship listed dangerously. A moment later, the captain's voice boomed over the PA system.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please remain calm. A large storm is heading towards us, and we are attempting to change course. Please return to your cabins and wait for further instructions."

There was a flurry of activity, as Esha and I tried to make it back to our cabin. As we swerved, a larger impact was felt, and everyone around us gasped and faltered.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," the PA system crackled and a sombre voice spoke, "Please remain calm."

No one needed the announcement, we could see what had happened.

A rocky protrusion had appeared out of nowhere on our side of the ship, and hit us dead on. We could feel the floors beneath us crumbling as it scraped the side of the ship, and we ran back to the other side. Everyone screamed as they scrambled to move from this side.

"Raghav! Don't leave my hand!" Esha begged, as she trailed behind me in the commotion.

"Never Esha," I held her close, and we tried to reach the other side. Behind us, there was screaming as the floorboards seemed to crumble, and the people fell onto the rocky abyss below.

"Jump Raghav, jump!" Esha and I jumped, and managed to grab hold of the rails of the upper deck. A lot of people were clinging on for dear life, as the ship rocked. Esha was safe, but we needed to do something. A man was slipping down and I held out my hand to help him, but I could not do it. A second later, the man fell, screaming and yelling, and we could see the terror in his eyes as he fell.

"Jump! Jump!" everyone was yelling incoherently. I grabbed Esha and we jumped off the side into the Indian Ocean.

It was fucking cold. No way were we prepared for this onslaught. Then we realized, it was stormy, the sea was too rough for us to navigate in any way. Esha's lips had turned blue, and I knew I had to do something. A lifeboat had launched, but it was not coming near us. A wave struck the side, and a large piece of the ship flitted by, hitting several people and breaking them apart. Esha and I were horrified as we watched the bodies and blood flow. A young lady nearby screamed and tried to swim, only to be swept away by a large wave. A second later, our side of the ship split in half, and fell on the lifeboat. We tried to swim away, but the waves were too strong. A large wave crashed and Esha and I were thrown away, and separated.

A larger boat was floating a little ways from us, and I saw Esha swimming towards it. I heard her call for me as she got on the boat, when I felt my leg catch on something. I tried to swim towards her, but in turn felt a sharp pull. I looked at Esha one last time, as she looked safe and was frantically looking around for me, when I heaved a sigh of relief, and was pulled into the waters, followed by blackness.

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"Run away from the screaming. I had told the boy!" I heard a cackle.

"Do you think he can use it?" a second shrill voice asked, nervously.

"Of course, he just needs to focus on the person!" I suddenly saw a bright aura in front of me.

I woke up with a start. The sun was directly in my eye and I was blinded. I looked away and tried to analyse my surroundings. I could see clearly in some time. A large wreck was slowly drifting by, and the waters were calm. A small island was ahead, and the beach looked beautiful. A small bird was chirping on the tree nearby, and a seagull flew overhead.

I noticed I was on a plank behind this wreckage. As I balanced myself, I saw my foot was tethered to the wreckage by iron chains, some sort of anchor. Dammit, this separated me from Esha. I pulled it off me and swam to the beach I could see before me.

It was a small, uninhabited island, probably a few kilometres wide. A few trees, a forest, and a mountain surrounded the white sandy beach. A cave was near the shore, and I made my way there. A freshwater stream flowed out, which was great. A large rock served as a cover, and I took refuge. A pile of wood lay inside, and I gathered some branches and kindled a fire. I even found berries on a tree in no time and had my fill.