The Island Ch. 02

"Yes, baby, you know what I want. You know I want to be filled with you. My pussy flooded, my womb overflowing with your seed. An animal taking his bitch in heat, and your bitch wants every drop of what you have to give her! I am going to cum! Oh, Fuck! I am going to cum all over your cock... Fuck me, fuck me harder, push me over the edge, make me fucking CUM!" Every word was getting more and more frantic, more and more breathless, more and more desperate and urgent. And every one of them was having more and more of an effect on me. With each high-pitched, screamed-out expletive, I lost more and more of my control.

She shattered around me.

The shriek that exploded from her lips sounded like it should have come from a wounded animal. Ear-splitting, hoarse and raw. Her sex clamped down onto my pistoning cock like a vice as her muscles clenched and released around me, rippling along the full length of my granite-hard length. No man, alive or dead, could have lasted long under that kind of phallic assault. My balls drew up and tightened as they swung beneath me. Her pleading screams grew louder and shriller as my cock swelled inside her. Thickening, strengthening, and hardening, stretching her even tighter around my hammering, rampant, frantic thrusts. Her eyes shot open and locked onto mine! "Do it! Cum for me."

The roar that echoed into the late afternoon sky was somehow even more animal than hers had been. The treetops erupted into a mass of fleeing birds who had all seemed perfectly happy to sit and watch our mating a few moments before. I arched my back and dropped her weight, feeling the resistance of her cervix against the flaring crown of my cock before I exploded.

I didn't cum. At least not in the way I had done for the entire thirty-five years of my life before that. There was no spurting, no feeling of release, not at first. It was like someone had punched a hole into the top of an overpressurized can. The seed that shot into her came out like a geyser, a concentrated spray of my potent essence, hosing down her walls and flooding her cervix. For several long moments, I just held her still. Her head was thrown back and screaming. My eyes rolling into the back of my skull as I flooded her in a way that I had never felt before. I wasn't just cumming inside her, I was claiming her, I was marking her, I was imprinting her to me. This wasn't hours of languorous acrobatic lovemaking. This was basic. I was making her mine.

Only then, when my cum was already starting to leak out of her, did I start to spurt. Rope after powerful rope of my hot, thick spunk was blasted into her with the power of a small detonation. Stars went off behind my eyes; and I was vaguely aware of a series of echoing, loud, carnal grunts that coincided with every rope shot into her. It took a few moments for me to realize that the sounds were coming from both of us; the first from me as I released into her and the second from her as she felt each rope hitting her spasming inner walls.

And through all of it, her muscles never stopped milking me.

Reality wobbled, the ground beneath me shifted, and something soft hit my back. It was only her cooing giggles, and mewling purrs of thanks and encouragement, that finally brought me to my senses. I was flat on my back, Hayley perched on top of me, and my still-solid cock was still buried inside her.

"Oh my god, that was amazing! You are amazing! I have never been fucked like that before. Shit, I don't think anyone has been fucked like that before!" She giggled again. "Holy shit I am SO full!"

I swallowed hard. I was suddenly very thirsty.

As my mind cleared, I became increasingly aware that what had just happened was not normal. Not in a bad way. But certainly not something that could be considered an everyday occurrence. Imagine winning the lottery and then waking up a week later to find that you had won it again. You wouldn't be complaining about it, but you would be acutely aware that it was not something that had happened before.

"That was, by far, the best fuck I've ever had," she purred deeply, nuzzling her cheek to the top of my chest and tickling my chin with her hair. I could only groan and flex my cock inside her, bouncing it off her g spot and pulling another sharp gasp, and another purring groan from her, before she ground her hips back down onto me. We were interrupted by a rustle in the bushes in the direction of the beach, and we twisted our heads toward the disturbance. Through the foliage, and sucking some very wet fingers into her mouth, was Hannah, her face flushed, and her eyes locked squarely onto us.

"Oh wow! You two are so fucking hot together. I don't know who to be more jealous of," She grinned as she stepped through the bushes and toward us.

Hayley looked down at me and winked before pulling herself off my slick cock, and cupping a hand over her sodden, leaking pussy before pulling herself to her feet. "C'mon, you two, let's go check out this waterfall. You know the way, don't you, Hannah." She eyeballed the girl with a seductive smile and another wink.

Hannah clearly understood the connotation better than I did, because she nodded enthusiastically and stepped closer to us. Both ladies helped me to my feet, then Hayley and I followed Hannah towards the sound of the roaring water. After only a few minutes of walking, we stepped out of the trees and into paradise. Elizabeth would never be accused of being inarticulate, but not even her description could do justice to the staggering beauty of the scene before us.

The crystal-clear lake, and the cascading waterfall were surrounded by fruit trees of every description. The ground was blanketed by a carpet of strange looking but intricately beautiful red flowers. Bird song that had been drowned out by the water only a few yards earlier now filled the air and a soft, gentle, cooling breeze kissed at the skin of my naked chest.

I stopped for a few moments to take it in. My mind still hadn't quite reconciled with the concept of being marooned here. With no immediate desire to return home or to the life I had left there, I seemed to be a little behind the curve in identifying the island as a place we were trapped in. To everyone else, it was a prison; to me, it was a refuge. I liked it here; I liked the calm pace of life, I liked working towards goals, and I liked being valuable to the society we were slowly building. If we were to be stuck here for the next decade or two, I was okay with that. This was somewhere I could learn to call home.

The view in front of me was just another reason to fall in love with the place. I couldn't think of anything that could make the scenery any better.

I was almost immediately proved wrong, as a still naked and fuck-flushed Hayley walked forward through the sea of red flowers and stepped into the water. She took a few strides deeper before sitting on a rock and turning to face us. She grinned seductively at the slack-jawed Hannah and me before curling her finger at us to join her.

Hannah moved first as if there was some unspoken, extra-sensory understanding between them. I followed only a few steps behind, sinking into the waist-deep water until I was sitting on the floor of the basin. I could only watch and groan loudly, as Hannah sashayed closer to Hayley, ducked her head low as the redhead pulled her hand away from her pussy, and guided Hannah's purring lips between her legs.

I could only sit there and watch as each of them moaned out one climax after another. Hayley from Hannah's apparently skilled mouth, and Hannah from the simple taste of my seed mixed with Hayley's juices on her tongue.

**********

An hour or so later, Ray stepped out of the tree line wearing a new pair of shorts and holding up a very satisfied-looking and weak-kneed Zoe, although it could have been Caroline. Whichever of the two who wasn't on Ray's arm, stepped out a few moments later and seemed to wipe something wet off her chin with a giggle. Both of them were completely naked.

I remembered thinking that they were both stunningly good-looking and seeing them in their naked glory should have caused at least a little bit of a twitch under the water. But there was nothing. I glanced over to Hayley and Hannah, both of whom had moved from the rock when my lover had decided she was suitably clean. They were chatting quietly in the deeper water on the opposite bank. They had spent the last hour talking, giggling, and casting the odd flirtatious look over toward me, but had otherwise left me to relax. Looking at them now, and then flicking my eyes back to the two short-haired brunettes being helped into the water by Ray, I couldn't help but think that Zoe and Caroline somehow looked... Less.

What was equally surprising, was that given the abjectly scandalous behavior of all four of the girls for the past few hours, Hayley and Hannah didn't seem to give Ray a second look. Nor did Zoe or Caroline afford me more than a cursory glance. I could only frown as I looked at the nakedness of two objectively stunning women, and my only thoughts toward them were purely platonic.

In the time since Hayley had finished generously sharing my offering with Hannah, I had moved into the shallows. Sitting in the soft lakebed sand and leaning back against a rock, close to where the lake filtered into its draining river. Zoe and Caroline immediately waded over toward the two stewardesses, while Ray dropped into the water next to me and leaned his back against the rock next to mine.

"You too, huh?" he sighed in exhaustion.

"Yeeeaahhh," I drawled back. "I'm not sure those coconuts are the issue."

"Nope," He agreed. "I'm not sure we are fine either."

I nodded, pondering for a few moments. "Do you care?"

"Not. Even. A little bit. At least not right now, I don't."

"Oh, Good. It's not just me, then."

He snorted out a laugh before sinking deeper into the water. "Holy shit, man. I think those two are going to be the death of me. I don't know how you are going to manage. You've got three of them after you."

"Weird personal question," I said after a laugh of my own. "But was that... Erm... different... To how it was with other girls back home for you?"

"You mean that feeling like a feral animal in my chest was trying to fuck its way out of me?"

"Yes, that."

"Nah, I get that all the time."

"Really?"

"No! Of course not! That was fucking insane!"

"The coconuts, you think?" I asked after a few quiet moments. Both of us watching the giggling, gossiping girls, and both of us being the recipient of more than a few amorous looks. "Or whatever it is causing this."

"It's gotta be... Fuckin' coconuts!" he muttered with a smirk.

"I know, right? I love 'em too."

He held up another fist, and I bumped it with mine, both of us chuckling tiredly.

"Jeez, this water is amazing. I'm starting to feel better already!" Ray groaned after another few minutes of quiet.

"I know. It's pretty crazy. I've been in here for an hour and feel pretty much normal. I'm not advertising that just yet, though."

He laughed again. "God, no. You will be dragged off and fucked to death again. Hannah is looking at you like you are a piece of prime steak."

He wasn't wrong.

Our conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the rest of the group. Amy, Katie, Louisa, Elizabeth and the other girl stepped out of the trees to our left and waved to us. Tom stepped out a little ways behind them and immediately took an interest in the flowers. All of the women were sporting new bikinis, and each of them looked stunning. "So, this is where you all snuck off to," Elizabeth called out with a smirk.

The four naked girls in the deeper part of the lake all squealed with excitement as they were joined by their friends. It didn't go unnoticed that Katie immediately fell into a group with Hayley and Hannah. All of them glancing back in my direction as, no doubt, the newcomer was regaled with the story of what had happened. By the end of it, Katie was blushing brightly, but was staring at me with an intensity that I doubt I will ever be able to accurately describe. Hayley and Hannah were giggling loudly. The nameless girl joined them after a few minutes, and the whole process started over again.

Oh, for fuck sake, this is ridiculous.

"Ray, I am useless with names, I forget them instantly!" I said quietly.

He snorted back at me, "My old man was like that. It used to drive my mother nuts."

"What the fuck is her name? The one with Hayley, Hannah, and Katie."

He laughed again. "That's Robyn."

"Robyn, yes. Fuck! That has been driving me crazy since yesterday!"

"Any other names you are forgetting?"

"Not really, although I do keep getting Zoe and Caroline mixed up, though. I can never tell which one is which."

Ray looked at me with an arched eyebrow and a grimace.

"You mix them up as well, don't you?" I smirked at him.

He nodded with a wince. We both fell into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.

It was several hours later, just as the last of the sun's light was fading from the sky, that we decided to head back to the beach. I don't think any of us were too eager to leave the beauty of this waterfall. But it had been reluctantly agreed that, for the next few days at least, we would sleep on the beach. The reasoning was that we would be able to spot searchlights in the distance better from there and hopefully find a way to signal them if that happened. Tom, who had been so cold and calculating with his assessment of our chances of being rescued, had simply pointed out that despite the 270 million to one odds he gave us of being found, there was always that one chance to consider.

The others were pulling themselves from the water when I remembered that my clothes were still somewhere in the forest. More than that, I doubted I could find my way back to that tree if I tried, let alone find my clothes in the dark. Hayley seemed to spot my discomfort and correctly guessed its source, before sauntering over in her full naked beauty. She leaned down and pressed a searing, passionate kiss to my lips, to the whoops and hollers of the other girls on the bank. She pointed to a pile of clothes next to the tree line. "You really were out of it, weren't you?" She grinned. "You must have pumped all your brain power into me." She finished with her voice barely above a whisper.

"You are amazing." I grinned back and looked over to where one of them had left my clothes before standing and walking over to them and pulling them on. I didn't fail to notice the panting lips or the hungry, dilated looks in the eyes of Hannah, Katie, and now, Robyn as I strode naked across the lake. Nor did I miss the indifferent glances of Zoe and Caroline. But it was the wolf-whistles and giggles from Amy, Liz, and, surprisingly, Louisa that made me chuckle.

With all of us ready, and with Hayley, Hannah, Zoe, and Caroline all dressed - My two lovers in skin-tight and utterly delicious bikinis, Ray's girls in... something similar, I assume - we made our way back to the beach.

By the time we got there, it was dark, and our group seemed to automatically separate into four distinct cliques. I laid on my back with Hayley tucked under one arm and Hannah under the other. Katie was pressed in behind Hannah, and our newest edition, Robyn, was nuzzling in happily behind Hayley. Ray was a dozen or so feet away and was flanked by Zoe and Caroline. Amy, Elizabeth, and Louisa were in a less intimate group a little closer to the sea. Tom was on his own, tucked up against a tree.

I cast a look over to the youngest of our group. Tom had been the quietest of all of us. If he hadn't been explaining something, he generally didn't make a sound. At least not that I had heard. He seemed completely oblivious to the nakedness and raw sexual energy going on around him, and appeared to be extraordinarily interested in things that the rest of us barely even considered. I could never claim to be an expert in his condition. But I knew enough about Autism to understand his mind simply worked differently from everyone else's.

I imagined that his had been a life of strict, self-imposed routine. Not necessarily planning his days out to the minute as the stereotype goes. But even simple things, like the order in which he washed himself in the shower or the route he took to work each day were the anchors he used to regulate himself in a world that must have always seemed utterly baffling to him and usually quite terrifying. The fact that he was coping so well in our current situation was, when I thought about it, truly astonishing.

He didn't join in with the group. He helped in ways that he thought were important. He avoided conversation, and if he felt forced into one, he would simply ignore you and walk away. There were probably people all over the world who would have considered him rude, to say the least. But although he may not have joined in with the group, he was never far away from it. The ways that he thought he should be helping had, so far, been much more important than what we were thinking about. And walking away from a conversation may have seemed rude and abrupt, but it was probably the only way he could cope with being stuck in a semi-confined space with twelve strangers talking at him.

The more I thought about it, the more impressed I was with this man's fortitude. I decided that I would try my best to look out for Tom in the least condescending way I could.

He was glancing around the group, always watching, before his eyes found mine in the pale light. He held them for a moment, gave the smallest of smiles, and then let his eyes move on.

Mine closed of their own accord, and I drifted off into a deep, peaceful, and thoroughly well-earned sleep.

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That deep and peaceful sleep was interrupted a short while later by the feeling of my shorts being popped open, and a delicate hand reaching inside them to pull out my cock. I peeked open an eye, but in the darkness, it was impossible to tell who it was. Hannah seemed to have rolled off my arm, there was still a body there, but I couldn't tell if it was her, or if she had moved and that body belonged to Katie. Hayley hadn't moved an inch, which ruled her out, but which of the other three was slowly lowering her head to take me in was anyone's guess.

I stifled a groan as the wet heat engulfed me. The arm released by Hannah's extrication seemed to move of its own accord, reaching down to run my fingers through the girl's hair. She froze for a moment at the touch, then purred deeply and redoubled her efforts.

Her tongue lashed energetically against my frenulum, another deep moan vibrated through my shaft as a large glob of precum smeared onto it. Her head started to bob, not necessarily faster, but certainly deeper. She seemed intent on getting as much of me into her throat as she could. There was a steady stream of glicks and gag noises coming from her mouth, as my crown brushed against the opening to her throat, but with a hard swallow and a push downwards, another few inches disappeared into her.

Hot breath washed out of her nose and over my skin as she brought a hand up to cup my balls. Gently rolling and massaging them as she bobbed her head harder, adding more and more suction and tightening the seal of her lips. Her hair teased over my bare thighs, and there was the unmistakable sound of her fingers working into herself below her.

I had no idea how long I'd had to recover, I could have been asleep for an hour or for most of the night, but this girl was making short work of me. My back started arching, pushing more of myself into her mouth. Sensing the urgency in my breathing, which was now panted and heavy, her head started bobbing faster. Her fingers on my balls were squeezing a little tighter and twisting a bit, using every trick she knew to bring my climax on faster. Her teeth raked featherlight up my shaft, a dangerous maneuver at the best of times, but one that she executed perfectly before she hummed.