Cara McKay
"Hello?"
Nothing.
"Hello. Anyone?" My voice echoed with uncertainty. It was fair to say I was scared shitless. One minute I was in a luxury yacht. How the fuck did I get on an island?!
My unsteady legs kept moving against my will walking along the edge of the island. Going in wasn't an option. What if they had a tribe of island cavemen or as I'd put it man-eaters. What if a deadly predator was lurking just out of sight. No. Staying here was the best play.
I was still in the bikini I had been wearing the previous night. My hard breasts were hardly concealed as my nipples poked furiously at the fabric for freedom. The bottom half of the bikini was worse. I had been too drunk to notice how much my ass was bigger than the panties. The thick curves of each ass cheek twisted out of sight. The curve of my hips completed the look. I looked like a psycho nymphomaniac.
"Hello?!" My voice traveled everywhere and nowhere coming back to slam me hard. I was starting to feel alone and highly vulnerable. Somehow I wasn't scared. I had long noticed my inability to get frightened easily. I had guts of steel.
The island was quiet and peaceful. Something in my guts told me it was a ruse. Ultimately, I would need a weapon to make me feel a little bit safe. I looked around for any possible options but it was just sand, more sand, and shells.
Ok. Calm down. Just calm down and think for a minute.
Despite my best efforts to think, I had to accept the fact my head wasn't going to be much help anytime soon. Defeated, I slump weightlessly to the ground. The feel of sand on my body helped reduce the aching. It would have been a good idea to just stay there till sleep claimed me. Maybe I'd wake up back on the yacht with Donna trying to convince me to loosen up more. The thought of waking up with the worst case of sunburn looking like a donut from a local store made me decide it wasn't worth risking it at all.
I turned on my side letting my ass enjoy a little breeze and that's when I saw it. The bag was struggling with a wave trying to decide whether to stay or return to the open sea. I rushed on my feet and sprinted towards it making a frantic dive. I grabbed it pushing it to the safety of my enormous tits. Only after I was certain it was safe in my clutches did I get up and move to see the contents.
The black bag must have come from the wreck. It looked expensive and yet simple. The type of bag you'd take for a 3day trip on a stupid cruise celebrating the birthday of a fucking jerk. I just hope there were good clothes inside.
I opened it and got my first dose of disappointment. It belonged to a guy. There wasn't much in the bag. Cargo pants, shorts, condoms, pills, more condoms, and a child's doll. What type of weirdo owned this bag? The second disappointment came when I had a whiff of the clothes. They smelled like ass. I was about to toss the bag in anger when common sense urged me to rescue the cargo pants first. So I did. I tried it on and it fit perfectly regardless of my massive ass and hips. I sighed in relief.
"Hello," I shouted one last time knowing only silence would answer me back. I looked up. There was no sun yet and the weather looked like it was going to rain. I would circle the island a little then move deeper on my quest for shade or if I was lucky, shelter.
I continued my journey along the sand as I walked with a newfound purpose. My strides were deliberate. I felt how Dora must feel after she must have spoken to her trusty map. That was what made her better than me. At least she knew where she was going. Me, I didn't know shit but I had a good feeling in my gut.
I looked ahead and saw rocks. This part of the island had rocks. That was a good sign. First sand. Now rocks. Maybe next would be a fully equipped crib where I can have a hot bath. I was keeping my fingers crossed. I continued along with this rocky territory willing my tired feet to do the impossible. Everything ached from my waist down. My brown hair had come loose from the ponytail I had struggled to make and it was all tangled now.
Fuck this! I quit.
I slumped on the hard surface of a rock letting my tired bones feel the cold kiss. I'd stay here till a plane found me or till a monster emerged from the thick jungle of the island and bit off my small round head. My wild hair was everywhere roaming like a firestorm. I was on the brink of losing my sanity and the silence wasn't helping one bit.
I needed to calm down. The tension in me was swallowing me piece by piece. The sound of the wave smashing rock made me skittish. I needed to soothe my fucking nerves.
I closed my eyes and let my hand move along my delicate skin. My fingers moved to the arc of my heavy breast making me warm inside. Both areolas tightened and stiffened before my nipples responded to the touch. They both throbbed painfully pleading for attention. I tore off my bikini top revealing my heavy breasts. I cupped both of them hungrily. They felt so fluffy and firm. I squeezed harder. Damn.
I slithered off the cargo pants effortlessly and tossed my panties away all in one motion. I had shaved completely for this cruise knowing fully well I'd be forced to swim sooner or later leading to my inescapable bikini appearance.The heat radiating from my pussy was enough to consume a fully-grown dragon. I squealed softly. My hands shuddered. My left hand moved to my thighs daring to be scorched. I felt the wetness trickling out of my pussy and purred. One finger slid straight in and a thousand and one dynamites exploded in my head instantly. Fuck!My whole body twisted. My muscles writhed under the spell of tremendous pleasure. I was lost to the world around me. The finger slid deeper and retreated slowly. My nipples turned to orbs of metal making my breasts ache with undeniable want. I continued the slow steady straight strokes. I dared not move to the spot. I couldn't even think about it. Even the slightest touch could burn my whole being. No way.
ZaynI heard it again. Louder. Clearer. More determined. I walked closer and saw her just as her body went rigid and limp. She relaxed with her eyes closed as her breathing leveled. She still had no idea I was there staring at her massive tits and rock-hard nipples. Her dark areola and nipples made my groins ache. I breathed out sharply. That's when she opened her eyes and gasped. She immediately reached for her cargo pants and used them to shield her stunning body. I turned around with a cocky smile."My bad. I had no idea th-""Just shut up about it," she spat, cutting me off.I turned around to see her fully dressed. Well not fully. She had on a bikini piece with the cargo pants. She caught my eyes feasting on her full round breasts and grimaced."Can you please not do that?" She still sounded mean.I shifted my attention to her face. It was small and cute. Her brown hair was a mess and it swallowed most of her face blocking her jade-colo
Cara McKayI can't believe he had walked in on me feeling myself. How much had he seen? How much did he hear? Arrrrrgh!I felt like pushing a knife through the asshole in front of me. He was enjoying taunting me with his stupid wide grin. Twice he had stopped halfway and cast a grin my way then he had continued leading the way without saying a word. Annoying piece of shit!The jungle wasn't as bad as I thought initially and so far we had not encountered any deadly predators; yet. We hadn't been ambushed by a native tribe of man-eaters; yet. So far so good it was going smoothly. We had even found a cleared path that was sure to lead us somewhere. I just prayed it wasn't into the belly of man or beast.He stopped quickly as if he had come in contact with an invisible wall. Fear gripped my toes as I stiffened going fully alert. He sniffed the air. Weird. He turned and sniffed some more in my direction."Why
CaraThe first few drops made me jump fully alert. He was up already looking at me grudgingly. I couldn't help but look smug. I knew he was expecting the, 'I told you so'. Instead, I just kept the smug look fired at him full throttle. The last thing I'd want was to be seen as predictable. He looked away trying to hide his shame.The rain tore ferociously hammering down at us. It got so heavy fast. I was having trouble standing as the ground got slippery. Twice I almost landed on my ass. Mud had formed where we stood. He looked like he was enjoying the rain and the bonus of my misery. My sandals had little hope of surviving the island but I watched as the mud and rain washed away every hope.He looked at me screaming something. I tried to listen but the sound of the heavy drops slamming hard on the wet earth made it highly impossible. I gestured for him to repeat and he did. I didn't get anything at all. I threw my hands out in defeat. I could barely see him as m
Zayn DawsonShe was still laughing at what I had just said. Her reaction was something I expected. She didn't even notice she was no longer shielding her amazingly hot boobs from my burning gaze. I stared at them pretending to be hurt by her insistent laughter. Sucker!It took some time before she noticed the error of her ways and folded her arms once more. My groin throbbed badly. It felt heavy; painfully heavy. This impossibly stunning nerd would be my end before we found the inhabitants of the stupid island."Can we continue our journey?" I asked in an attempt to distract myself."You sound like I have a choice. Lead the way.""Someone loves me, you know. A lot of 'someone’,” I threw back at her as I resumed on the wet path."Well, not this someone." She laid down with a pout, her voice childlike.We walked for a while. My mind was busy the whole way. I couldn't remember the last time
Cara McKayHis hand moved carelessly on my body touching every curve as if he owned it. His touch turned my body to hot coal, setting me aflame instantly. I wanted more so I arched my spine, thrusting my thick heavy breasts towards his wet lips. He looked directly at me; his steel-blue eyes burning with a passion I knew would surely consume me if I dared to touch it. His hands moved to take mine pulling both of them behind me. He held them there with one strong steady hand while his other hand released my left breast from the cover of my satin dress. The breast struggled before finally jumping out into his cold strong hand. He squeezed hard making my captured hands tremble. A soft purr escaped from somewhere deep within me. My breathing was coming out in ragged gasps. He held my escaped breast firm in his hand and I was so lost in the moment I couldn’t tell if it was my left or right titty. His mouth moved
My cheeks went rosy. He eyed me suspiciously.“Did I imagine it or were you moaning in your dream?” he asked with a cheeky dimpled smile.I didn’t answer him. I couldn’t answer. I had been dreaming about him doing things to my body that defied the laws of both physics and life itself. How can I hate him so much and still have such vivid dreams about him? Was I slowly getting mad? Maybe I had drunk too much seawater during the wreck.He stood above me waiting for my reply. I just got up and shoved him out of my way. I walked past him away from the hut.Manuel was there waiting. Manuel was the man he had talked to when we emerged from the jungle. He had explained the island was called “Ementiti Loco” and currently it had fifteen inhabitants. Plus Zayn and I made it seventeen. But Zayn had rudely explained to him that they weren’t going to be there long. If you asked me, I didn’t mind living on the island for t
Zayn DawsonI finally felt more human after the shower. It wasn't hot but it worked regardless. My short blonde hair tousled freely. My face was already having stubbles which gave me a wild dark look, one I was sure the ladies would definitely like.The history geek had been giving me a hard time with her subtle seductions. Then there was that one time she had full-on seduced me. I was sure now I hadn't imagined it. It had happened and she had been deliberate about it. Why would someone that hates me try to seduce me? I still didn't know her name.A thought crossed my mind and I smiled at the idea. I jumped off the bed she had just vacated, determined to take a well-needed stroll around. If I was going to be here for some days then I might as well get acquainted with the locals.***A bottle of liquid stood on an empty table. A set of acrylic dentures rested effortlessly inside. The liquid vibrated silently sending gentle