Zayn Dawson
She 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
I looked up to see a curvy young blonde girl with big eyes. She walked up to the mattress smiling. I had no idea what was happening till I looked down and saw the welcoming look on the face of mama dearest. She was inviting her daughter to join the show. Unbelievable but I wasn't complaining.The girl stood above us and slithered out of her dress that had no definite color anymore. Like her mother, her thick breasts swallowed a huge portion of her chest leaving no space for oxygen. It was hard to believe these were natural titties. She was the younger 25year old version of her mom.She moved down slowly, dropping to the foot of the mattress. I retreated from her mother creating room for the latest addition.The girl moved closer to her mom taking her blonde hair in one pull and yanking her backward baring the older woman's breasts. She sucked them savagely making me gape in disbelief.It was only later I found out they were sisters.The older woman
Cara McKayThe image was still fresh in my mind. Zayn was there completely naked with two fake blondes both completely naked. It looked like they had just screwed their brains out. At first, I had been shocked but a weird feeling had overcome me. The feeling felt like jealousy. Only stronger. I doubted it. Why would I be jealous? Zayn meant nothing to me. He was just the target of my evil plan. I was going to make him go down on his knees begging.The morning sun came down in tiny beams thanks to the protection of the giant jungle trees.Manuel had given me a tour that morning of the settlement. They had electricity and cable. There was even a spa and a resort. They had modern facilities. He explained that most of the inhabitants just chose to live jungle-themed lives. Some of them rarely took baths or made use of the cable. According to them, they wanted to be one with nature. That took lead on the weirdest fucked up shit I've ever heard but I just smiled at him and
Zayn DawsonThat morning I was feeling so good about myself. I had slept like a baby. Good sex had that effect on me. The history geek had avoided me the whole time which I found amusing. She was a shy one. If I hadn't caught her touching herself on the rocks, I'd think she was a virgin or something. That morning I had nothing better to do than to lay lazily on the bed they had given me. An actual bed not the piece of crap in the hut of the blonde sisters.A thought crossed my mind.I walked out of the hut stretching. The place looked deserted but I knew better. The inhabitants of this crazy island must be inside sleeping away their meaningless lives. It was sad.The history geek was nowhere to be found. I was just about to give up the search when I saw Manuel storming into his hut. Behind him was the girl I had been searching for. She was cheerful and immediately I understood what had happened."Lemme guess. Tiny dick?" I said to her while I gestured to Man
Zayn DawsonShe had been gone for almost an hour. I sat motionlessly. My brain refused to resume its normal functions. Every brain-based activity had ceased indefinitely. I didn't know if I should be angry or rather amused. I just sat there expressionless. This was the first time a woman had done something like this to me. How can I react to something I've never experienced before? The feelings I was experiencing at that point were alien to me.My hands still trembled slightly. The effect of her seduction was taking longer than expected to fade away. I tried to stand but my legs betrayed me.I stayed on the spot while the sun retreated. My heart was back to its normal pace. I still couldn't think properly. Only one word kept going through my fractured mind. Wow.
Cara MckayI couldn't believe what I had just done. Fuck!I had seduced Zayn Dawson and made him tremble to my touch. I had held him at the tip of my finger. He had been under my mercy. It was all so unbelievable and unreal to me.Normally I should have been jumping while practicing my victory dance but instead, I was struggling with the feeling of guilt and dread.What the fuck was guilt doing rearing its ugly head into this shit. Can't I just get a win and be happy about it?My legs trembled as I struggled for control. Seducing him and then leaving him at the peak of it had been the plan but somewhere along the line, I had gotten burnt too. My hand felt like it was still grabbing onto his