One day (I suppose it must have been after I’d spent about two months on the island) I was down along the shoreline collecting driftwood. On these occasions I always kept my eye open for anything else that might be of any use and this day I had a real find. Washed up against some rocks a few yards off the beach was a large plastic garbage bin. An old discarded garbage bin might not seem anything to get excited about but it was as good as treasure from King Solomon’s mines as far as I was concerned. There were literally dozens of uses we could put such a large receptacle to. My mistress was b... Continue»
The first thing that struck me about Anya was the tail. She worked with Jane at the local co-op, and I met her on a summer afternoon, stopping by to whisper something naughty in Jane’s ear. I asked Anya where Jane was, and as she went to get her, I saw the tattoo of a fish tail between her shoulder blades, just above her tank top. That first impression was otherwise vague; I remember wavy bright blonde hair, wide vivid eyes, and the sway of her full hips as she walked away from me.
That night, I mentioned the fish tail to Jane as we lay in bed. “It’s a mermaid tail,” she said. “It runs all the way down her back.”
“Have you seen the rest of it?” I asked.
She grinned. “Not for lack of trying.”
I stroked her belly. Her body was a single blonde, lithe muscle, her nipples poking through her t-shirt. “What have you seen?” I asked.
She smiled and rolled onto her side, her hand tracing my inner thigh. “Tits. But just through her shirt. She has such nice, round tits.”
I reached up and tweaked her right nipple through the fabric of her shirt. “I’m pretty happy with your tits,” I said.
She squirmed slightly, then slid her hand onto the bulge forming in my boxers. “Hers are a lot bigger,” she said. “You don’t want to see them bounce?”
I slide my hand along her belly and into her panties, stroking her soft pubic hair. “I’d love to see them bounce.”
She toyed with my cock through my boxers, her lean fingers deftly tracing its underside. “I bet they’d bounce nicely as you fuck her.”
I dug a finger into her cunt, and found it moist and ready. “Would you like to see me fuck her?” I asked.
“I’d love to see you cum in her mouth,” she said as she slide my cock out. I let out a slight moan as she wrapped both hands around my shaft, perpetually amazed at how talented she was at making me rock-hard. Her hands didn’t stroke my cock - they danced around it, velvety, warm, alternately firm and soft. “I bet you’d look so good cumming in her mouth,” she whispered, and I could feel her growing wetter around my fingers.
I shuddered slightly as I clutched her cunt, the veins of my cock bulging under her quickening hands. “Yes,” was all I could manage to say.
“I bet you’d look really good with your dick jammed deep in her,” she whispered, both her hands pumping hard on my cock. “Would you fuck her for me?”
“Yes,” I moaned, my hips rising slightly off the bed.
“Will you fuck her good and hard? Will you make those pretty tits bounce for me?”
I moaned and nodded, my fingers pumping into her wet little cunt.
“Show me what you want to do to her,” she whispered. “Show me how you want to fuck her.”
I yanked her panties down, pulling them off one leg. She grabbed me by the shoulders as I slide between her thighs and took my cock in my hand, pushing easily between her pussy lips. She whimpered slightly as I pumped my hips hard, ramming my cock deep into her. Her pussy was a tight glove, a slick fist, perfectly designed for my cock. I gripped the back of her neck, grunting as I shoved my cock into her over and over again, our hips slapping together. “Yes,” she whimpered in my ear. “That’s it … show me how you want to use her … don’t stop …”
I dug my fingernails into the back of her neck as I rammed my cock deep and hard into her wet little fuckhole. I could feel her hard nipples against my chest, her breath hot against my neck as she moaned and whimpered, her body rocking in time with mine. “Will you cum in me?” she said breathlessly. “Will you fill me up?”
I felt my balls instantly tighten, my hips slamming hard against hers. “Oh yes, Jane,” I moaned, “I’m going to cum deep in you …”
Her whimpers rose to a series of high cries, her hands tightly gripping my shoulders, her legs rising up and bending on either side of me. It felt as if I were jamming my entire body into that amazingly tight little cunt, so tight that I could feel it begin to spasm around my shaft. I grunted, my hips jerking hard as I came intensely, shooting thick sticky ropes of my cum deep into her. She shuddered beneath me, pressing me tight to her sweat-covered body, her legs wrapping around my waist. I came long and hard, my cock pulsing deep inside her, my hips instinctively jerking. When I rolled off her, she reached down and slowly toyed with her clit.
“I can’t wait to help you do that to her,” she said.