Dawg's Island

Ripley

My body was taunt under his, pulse thickening, waves of energy manifesting. His mouth found mine once again, bringing out a quiet sounds of pleasure.

I watched Teach through heavy eyes as he held him self above me. Slowly withdrawing himself from me only to bury him self again.

I cried out, arching helplessly into Teach. I fought for my breath, the control. I felt so hot. Tingling from the inside out, an electric current. A consuming heat. And yet I wanted more.

He knew just where to touch me to make my muscles tense. Every nerve he graced ran off quivering. His strokes diving into my ache, filling my senses.

There was a familiarity between us. The fit. The sound of his breathing in my ear. I found it hauntingly seductive.
 
As Ripley cried out with my thrust, her muscles clinched my cock and released a deep moan from within. She surrounded me, embraced me, hugged me. It was a sensation as though everything fit toegether like the pieces of an intricate and highly erotic jigsaw puzzle. I felt her quiver beneath me as our motions became one . . . one fluid movement of pure exstacy.

Driving deep inside her, I paused and gazed depp into her crystalline eyes. Holding her by the shoulders I winked, and with one swift movement rolled her over on top of me. Now on my back I looked up at her perfect form. Her golden hair danced around her face in the evening sea breeze. The moonlight twinling in her eyes. Her breast rounded perfectly out from her chest, her hardened nipples straining against the sky. Her stomach slightly rounded down to where her skin met mine, my cock deep inside her velvetine sex.

Slowly I pulled my hands down from her shoulders across her chest, and over her breasts. Each of my fingers pulling over her erect nipples and feeling her puckered aerolas. I could feel my cock surge inside her, as her muscles contracted and gripped my harder. Cupping her breasts, fitting perfectly in my palms, my fingers rubbed across her nipples, sending waves of pleasure that rocked through her body.

Throwing her head back, Ripley slowly raised off my cock, and sank back down onto me. I could feel the enlarged head of my cock rub against the upper wall of her soaking wet pussy. The sensation caused me to gasp and Ripley to shudder.
 
I rose up off him ever so slightly...watching his entire body tense as I did so. Hands gripping at my hips to hold our connection.

I leaned down, my hair falling onto his chest like a silky curtain of gold. I grasped both of his hands with mine, gently pinning his arms back above his head.

With my eyes on his, I let my tongue snake out along his chest. He tasted salty. Musky.

Licking my lips, my tongue trailing over his collar bone as I eased myself back down on his stiff cock.

Leaning over I covered his lips with my own, swallowing his moan.
 
Jo

The naked dance with Teach was, to say the least, unusual. But he was not upset which I had feared he would be. He left me on the porch, in passing Mark, said something to him which I could not hear, but soon Mark stood in front of me. He took my hand and bowed, requesting a dance, then pulled me close and we swayed slowly to the music.

"Even clothed you outshine all the ladies here, dear Jo." He whispered in my ear, referring to the state of undress that had been adopted by the other inhabitants of the island. His attentions made me glow.

We now found ourselves alone in the small cabin, the record now played out, and we could hear a faint moaning sound, and other passion noises even closer. I looked at Mark and giggled, he smirked back at me a raised his eyebrows, which sent me into gales of laughter. Once the laughter had subsided, I went to the phonograph and placed the needle at the beginning of the record once again.

I went to the rattan sofa that was in the corner of the room and sat, sinking into the generous cushions. I patted the spot beside me, wanting Mark to join me. He paused at the table long enough to pick up the bottle of wine and two glasses before joining me. He poured for us and settled back. I nestled against him, and his free arm draped over my shoulders, his rough thumb absently stroking my arm. I was rapidly becoming addicted to the feel of his warm bare skin against mine.

“I’m glad you were on the boat with me today. Things could have turned out very ugly, but you kept your cool. You’re really a good sailor, where did that come from?”

I looked up at him in the soft glow of the generator lights. His beard had grown and the stubble made his face look rugged, but still handsome. His sun bleached hair was tousled, and added a careless quality that I found endearing.
 
Ripley's kiss consumed my moan as she lowered herself onto me. Slowly our bodies parted and fell together again. She kissed me, taking my breath away. Looking at me with a wink and a smile, Ripley began to nibble and kiss at my lips. As our rhythm grew she licked and kissed at my neck, still holding my hands behind my head.

Our passion grew as did the intensity of our sex. Perspiration began to form on both of our brows, as Ripley massaged her hips up and down on my throbbing cock. Her pussy leaving a glistening trail of fluid down over my balls and across my hips and upper thighs.

I could feel her nipples and breasts playfully bounce against my chest as the heat rose. With increased speed and power, Ripley thrust herself repeatedly on my cock. Her passionate moans grew into intense grunts of heavey breathing as the sensations of my cock thrusting, jerking deep inside her rocked through her entire body. my breath became shallow as we worked into a ragin tempest of thrusts, grunt and moans. Tiny droplets of sweat plinked off the wetened tips of her ringlets and splashed onto my chest.

Oh my God, yes. Ripley, keep going. I love this. I breathed into her ear as she smothered me with yet another breath taking kiss.

Our tongues interlocked as our bodies danced in passion. Thrusting harded into her, she gasped away from the kiss, arching her head back, tossing her hair into the night sky. Letting out a intranced wail, Ripley's entire body quivered.


OHHHHhhh yes Teach, just like that! She screamed at the surf as her head doubled back, slinging her hair over my face. Her muscles contracted around my cock and squeezed it tight.

She yelped at the moon as our movements rippled intense pleasure throughout her body. I could feel my balls tighten, my muscles contract, surging my cock unimagineably harder, bigger. With a powerful thrust that pushed another impassioned wail from her lips, my cock exploded inside her. Erupting in a river of my cum every muscle in my body twitched. Our orgasms rocked us much like a powerful earthquake. All time paused as the intense pleasure sensation riddle our bodies with spasms of exstacy.

Ripley collapsed down onto me, her body going limp. My cock continued to jerk slightly inside of her feeling her wetness encompass me. I held her there on my chest, quivering in pleasure. My muscles went limp, my legs to jelly.

We lay there in the sand the surf lapping gently at our feet with the incoming tide. The moon shown down on us, as a since of complete relaxation and peace settled over me.
 
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Mark

Her soft body against mine reminded me of the day we had spent together and I smiled. It had been wonderful, magical and the best day I had had in a long time. Still, when all was said and done her being here with me on the couch, drinking wine and doing nothing but being with each other was real and I was enjoying it even more than I had the waterfall. It was hard to explain but what had happened behind the waterfall was wonderful but fleeting and this...well, this had a more permanent feel to it and I was beginning to realize that I wanted a more permanent part in this lady's life.

I smiled at her complement and shook my head,"I didn't pull this off myself, Jo, I had a very competent shipmate that is astounding at what she does." I placed a gentle kiss on her temple liking the intimacy and said,"But to answer your question I was brought into boating at the age of three by my father who was an avid sailor himself. Even after he and my mother broke up she let him take me out on his boat on weekends and holidays. I have a picture of myself at three looking ridiculous in a lifejacket that almost overwhelmed me but Mom always said 'Safety First'. Of course I think that is pretty much any mom's watchword."

My thoughts were interrupted by the sounds around us and I finally could not keep my concentration with the sounds around us and I grinned at Jo. "May I make a suggestion? How about we continue this conversation somewhere more private. We can pack up some of the remaining food and go have a privat moonlight picnic and allow those here to carry on in their own way."

Standing I helped her from the couch, kissed her gently and started packing up some of the food and finding a flashlight somewhere in the cabin.
 
Jo

I smiled to myself thinking of Mark as a little duffer on a sailboat with his Father. It was much the same with me, but I’ll bet Mark hadn’t bailed his Father out of jail for the first time at age 12.

The elicit sounds from outside became overwhelming, I couldn’t open my mouth without giggling. Once again, Mark came to my rescue.

"May I make a suggestion? How about we continue this conversation somewhere more private. We can pack up some of the remaining food and go have a private moonlight picnic and allow those here to carry on in their own way."

“I thought you’d never ask.”


We put together a basket of bread and wine and cheese. I wrapped a sarong around my waist and we crept out past the porch, careful not to disturb the lovers, although it was doubtful that they would be disturbed. We broke into gales of laughter as we walked up a moonlit path, leading us to where we did not know.

I was astounded at how close I felt to this man, it was as though we’d know each other for a long, long time.
 
Mark

Taking Jo's hand we began to walk down a path that neither of us knew where it lead and neither of us cared at that point. The beam from the flashlight moved ahead of us, bouncing off of rocks, trees and other obsticles as we got farther and farther from the cabin.

The night closed about us and I finally felt really alone with her. Enjoying every minute I was in no hurry to get anywhere. I was happy right where I was.

"Your turn," I said as we moved down the path,"Where did you learn to be such an excellent sailor? And just how have you managed to remain unattatched until now? Either the male population has grown denser since I last checked or you have been hiding up til now."
 
My body hummed. Tiny beads of sweat trickled down the center of my back. I sat up, still straddling Teach. Fanning my fingers out along his ribcage, down his torso.

My eyes spanned over the sensual creature below me. He was like a drug -- filling me up. I felt hot inside. Slowly the heat traveled though my body, leaving me feeling suspended, bit by bit as if I was floating .

I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sound of the breaking waves. I could see the colors in my mind, a brew of the bluest blues. A light breeze whispered through the island brush.
 
Teach difted off to sleep with Ripley curled in his arms. The rhythm of the surf lapping at the soft sand soothing his soul.

The warm breeze blew across the beach, as the morning rays began to warm the sand. Teach blinked his eyes as he stumbled into consciousness. Ripley had turned in the night, and was lying on her side sleeping soundly beside him. Teach gently kissed her cheek awaking her to the tropical morning.

Good morning gorgeous. We should head back to the hut, and slap together some breakfast.

Ripley smiled at him as she unfurled herself, stretching across the sand. She was beautiful.

Today we should begin to find a way off this island. I have food and provisions to keep us comfortable for at least a week, but beyond that it gets a bit sketchy. I doubt anyone would find the island, even when they do come looking.

Teach helped Ripley to her delicate feet. She grabbed him as she stood and planted a huge kiss on his lips. I trust you with my life, Captain. She said to him and turned to walk back toward the hut.

Teach stood for a moment, amazed as he watched her perfect ass stride toward the dunes and off down the path. Shaking his head a bit, Teach rushed off to catch-up to her.
 
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