Stranded

Jenna, tired and sore...

Walking in this sand is so damn hard, and it is starting to get dusk. I have to figure out something for the night!
I walked toward where I knew I had seen people they had disappeared into the green brush- I swear they were people "oh my god I hope I am not delirious too" No... now I know. I see a young man in a suit, He disappears into the bushes also, I start running. I see light and swirls of smoke.

Oh thank god there are people here. I reach the spot where the young man disappeared into the woods and I climbed the hill then I saw the light and a cave.
As I entered I saw there were several people in the cave - they appeared to be snuggling and comforting each other - I see Mikayla, my companion when the ship sank- I am so relieved to see someone I knew (even if just newly) She smiles at me and her new companion - A sexy stocky man greets me with a russian accent. One person is alone -a handsome gentlemen sitting at the fire - he was the one I had seen last. He looked up at me as I entered
I was so Relieved to have found shelter and fire and to find I am not alone -- I started to cry. The enormity of this whole thing shuddered over me. I realized that my husband was probably dead, who knows, he was in the room and asleep. I am racked with sobs.

The young man speaks softly to me to come sit and warm by the fire -- He has an attractive french accent. I am sobbing and sit next to him. He reaches his arm over my shoulders and comforts me gently, He gently says in his broken words that If I am comfortable enough with it - I really should try to dry my clothes out at the fire and get warm. I agree as we are all in the same situation I really should not be timid.

I pull myself together and pull off my sweatshirt that is heavy with water, I pull off my t-shirt and shorts, they too are still so damp they are cold. I sit in my underwear and my bra. It occurs to me that these underclothes will have to last for God knows how long :rolleyes:
My new friend peels off parts of his wet suit and lays them with my clothes on the rocks to dry.
He smiles at me and I suddenly feel better, His soft gaze and the awkwardness of both us being half-naked and cold breaks the grasp of fear in me. I timidly ask him if we could snuggle to use our bodies to keep one another warm. He smiles and wraps his arms around me -- His skin is so warm. My tight muscles all relax. God, he feels good
 
Romanov
Even as Mic gave herself up to him, Romanov pushed her away. Not here, not in this cavern, not with everyone else so close. He peered out of the small alcove and saw Gaetan chatting with Jenna, the newcomer who had joined the bunch shortly after the fire had been started. The two were nearly undressed, allowing their sopping garments to dry by the fire's warmth.

"Come with me," Romanov whispered, zipping his coveralls up and handing Mic back her shirt. She stared at him with a quizzical look before dropping the shirt over her head and straightening it as if she were ready to step out of her apartment for a night on the town.

He stood and walked slowly towards the fire. The warmth from the burning logs had heated the cavern, but with the passing of the storm, the tropical air was again returning to a more pleasant temperature. Gaetan turned his head slightly to see what the Russian was up to.

"I'm going to go out, see if I can find anything useful from the ship that may have washed ashore," Romanov said, motioning behind his back for Mic to join.

"I'll go with you," she added, "You might need a second set of eyes or hands if we do find anything."

Gaetan nodded, and nuzzled again with Jenna, obliterating Romanov and Mic from his world, focusing only on the beauty at his side.

The small passage to the outside world seemed less cramped now that Romanov knew it to be a safe haven, maybe the only safe haven they would have. The two followed the stream, most of the time with Mic in the lead, padding softly along the worn and stony bank. The night air was still and the quarter moon was just rising above the horizon. It still seemed odd to both Mic and Romanov that no animal sounds could be heard. It was as if the island was a wasteland for the living, a hellish place where nothing could survive. The island also held a virginal quality, an untouched beauty from centuries of untouched development or disturbance.

As she walked in front of the burly Russian, Mic continued to swing her hips in a seductive arc. It seemed like such a natural way to walk, and she felt no pangs of remorse in leading the Russian on. In all honesty, it was a sort of payback for the way he had led her on in the cavern and she was rather enjoying it.

Romanov stumbled regularly as his eyes traced the curves running from Mic's shoes up past her ass and to her shoulders. The animalism in him grew the further they walked and followed the stream to the beach.

Mic's stride never changed as she led the way onto the sandy beach. She seemed to be walking calmly, almost as if she were not accepting the fact that this may be the last piece of Earth she ever steps on, walking almost as if she were on a quiet tropical vacation. She stopped about 20 years from the beach and turned to face Romanov.

"Well, she said," the erotic huskiness in her voice becoming more apparent with each passing syllable, "Now we have this whole beach to ourselves. There's nothing to stop you now."

With a deft flick of her arm, she whipped off her shirt, revealing the fact that she had never put her bra back on. She stood in the partial moonlight, her breasts gleaming with a light mixture of tropical humidity and sweat. She bent to the side slightly, arching her back to the left, and undid the small knot that held the wrap skirt around her hips. The thin material glided to the ground next to her shirt, the sharp blue color contrasting against the white sand.

She reached up and pulled her brown hair up over her head and placed her weight on her left foot, bending her right leg slightly at the knee. She stood quietly for a moment, posing.

"My own tropical beauty on my private tropical beach," Romanov said, striding up to her. He reached for her hip with his hand, but was stopped by Mic's hands, now stretched out in front of her, placing her hands flat on his chest.

"Now, now," she said, playfully waving a finger as if to scold the larger man, "You got your show, now I want mine."
 
She snuggled up tightly against him as she kissed his neck. She could feel him hardening against her stomach and the thought didn't cause her to shy away at all, in fact.. if anything.. she moved even more tightly against him. She was squirming slightly against his body when she heard him moan softly and his hands began stroking her sides, never quite reaching her breasts. She glanced up at him once and saw the caring look in his eyes... hesitating for only a moment, she covered one of his hands with hers and slid it up farther, until it was cupping the side of her breast.

Hearing a new voice, she turned sideways to look back towards the fire and realized a woman was there. She also noticed Mikayla and Bull leaving the cave and managed a small speck of curiousity as to where they were going. A moan escaped her lips before she could catch it and she looked back to Steve. While she'd been pulled back looking at the newcomer, his hand had moved around to cup the front of her breast, his finger grazing over the skimpy lace until it reached her hard nipple. Her back arched against his hand as her skin was suddenly on fire. Looking into his eyes and seeing nothing she didn't like there, she leaned forward and pressed her lips softly against his, pushing her breast into his hand fully. Her tongue traced his lower lip gently before shyly pushing into his mouth to dance with his. A long sensual kiss ensued, before she finally pulled back, her breath a bit ragged and looked around the cave again, finally understanding perhaps why Mikayla and Bull had left. It wasn't exactly private.

Standing slowly, she held out her hand to him and smiled when he reached it and stood with her. Grabbing her clothes, she pulled them on, her eyes never leaving his as they grew more fiery with desire. Picking up his pants and handing them to him, she quietly asked,

Want to go for a walk?
 
Mic

Her head was cleared as they left, she waved slightly to Jenna and hoped for the best. It felt really good to be outside again, underneath the sky, water droplets falling off the wet foliage. She was once again struck by the lack of animal life and wondered what had kept any critters from flourishing. There was not even a mosquito to spoil the beauty of the island. She felt guided back out to the sea, feeling the fresh air on her skin. She slowly removed her clothing.

She suddenly felt playful, as she enticed him and then pushed him away. The sound of the waves was peaceful and while she wanted to be with him, she also felt like she had all the time in the world. She danced slowly enjoying the feel of the sand between her toes.

She felt freed from everything. She watched him, waiting he seemed dumbstruck and she laughed and spun around. "So are you going to disrobe or do you enjoy your work clothes?"
 
Steve

His passion grew tenfold when Callie pulled his hand over her beautiful breast. She felt about him just like he felt about her! A kiss that followed made his head spin, the sensation of her sweet lips added to the pleasure of caressing her lovely chest. Through it, he didn't even notice the newcomers arrive.

Want to go for a walk? She said, standing up and handing him his clothes. He nodded, looking into her eyes. At this point, he'd agree to swim back home bare naked if she offered, let alone a walk outside.

He followed her, admiring her legs and shaply ass as she crawled out ahead of him through the narrow enterance. Outside it was getting dark and a couple of dozen feet into the jungle they could no longer see the cave enterance. They were alone, as the island did not even have night critters that might violate their privacy.

Steve could no longer wait. Taking Callie by the shoulders he kissed her gently, savoring the sensation this kiss, while his arm moved down to cup her buttock and pull her body closer against his.
 
She smiled happily as he accepted and followed her to the opening of the cave. Going ahead of him, she was comforted by knowing he was with her, even though the island seemed relatively safe and animal free so far. They walked a short ways, the night having come quickly after the storm and the darkness nearly unpenetrable once you left the opening of the cave.

They hadn't gone far when he stopped her, turning her by the shoulder and she looked up at him questioningly. He dipped his head down and his lips caught her up in a soft but passionate kiss. She whimpered against his lips as his hand went down to her rear end and pulled her close, his hardness pressing against her stomach as she pushed her body against his tightly. Her tongue explored his mouth, even as her hands began exploring his body. One of them reached up and toyed gently with his hair as they kissed, the other running lightly down his back and over his firm ass. She could have stayed that way forever, wrapped in his arms, flying on a cloud that no drug had ever taken her to.

Breaking the kiss breathlessly, she glanced around them and saw a small, grassy clearing. A huge tree stood overhead, the branches thick, perhaps explaining the fairly empty space underneath it as she doubted much sun ever got there. Pulling him under the tree, she stood in front of him smiling rather shyly again. He took a step towards her and she held her arm out, her hand on his chest stopping him for a moment. As he watched her, she slowly stripped off her shirt and tossed it near the tree trunk. Her eyes never leaving his she wriggled out of her shorts again, throwing them on top of her shirt. Biting her lip nervously, and hoping he didnt' think she was some cheap slut, she reached behind her, the action thrusting her breasts out even farther, and unclasped her bra. Slipping the straps off her shoulder, she let it fall to the ground, kicking it near her other clothes. Her nipples were hard in the night air, the rosy color deepening as she blushed a little. Taking a deep breath, she stood in front of him as his eyes traveled her tall slender frame, her pale skin shining in the darkness, the dark lace thong a sharp contrast.
 
Steve

Ah, how pleasant it was to taste her lips, how sensual the kiss was, how disappointed he was when it ended. He hoped it would be replaced by something even better, and it was.

Callie looked beautiful when she stripped out of her clothes shily. The sight of her cleavage made Steve's member ache, as her bra struggled to hold her beautiful breasts when she bent down to take off her shorts.

He let out a passionate sigh when she took off her bra gracefully, revealing her breasts to him in their entire beauty for the first time. Even in the darkness of evening jungle, she looked amazingly beautiful.

"My God," Steve sighed. "You are gorgeous!"

He put all his will into not going too hasty as he took off his shirt, followed soon thereafter by his shorts and briefs. He moaned quietly in pleasure when his bulging cock was finally freed from its confines, standing tall and proud between his legs.

Steve stepped towards Callie, stopping an arm's length from her to let their eyes feast on each other's bodies. His arm reached out and caressed her hair gently, then her cheek, her neck, finally stopping on her shoulder. His other hand laid on her other shoulder, and then both slid down the front of her body, finding her ample breasts. Steve caressed them gently, enjoying the wonderful feeling of her soft sensual skin, the weight and firmness of her treasures in his hands.

Looking in her eyes, Steve leaned in for another kiss, taking her lower lip between his, his hands never stoping loving her breasts.
 
My God, You are gorgeous.

She blushed at his words, and was glad it was dark so he was unable to tell. She stood silently, watching him as he undressed, including his undergarments this time. Her eyes drank him in from head to toe, lingering appreciatively on his already hard shaft. She bit her lip shly as he stepped forward, his hand touching her cheek gently as she turned her head and kissed his palm. She trembled a bit as his hand went down to her shoulder, caressing her skin gently before dropping down to lightly touch her breast.

She inhaled sharply as both hands began lightly playing with her firm breasts, his fingers gliding over her nipples teasing them into a rock hard state. She leaned forward when he did and met his kiss halfway, whimpering against his mouth as he nibbled on her lip. Stepping closer, but leaving his hands room to play, she tangled a hand in his hair again, the kiss deepening, even as the burning in her belly began again... a dampness between her legs accompanying it this time.

Wanting... needing... to feel him, her free hand dropped between them even as he continued playing with her breasts, causing her to squirm against his hands. Her fingers lightly walked their way down his chest, to his waist.. and lower, walking down his outer thigh and coming back up the inside. Finally, her grip light and feathery, she wrapped her hand around him, encircling his cock lightly, delighting in the way his velvety skin felt in her hand.
 
Her kiss felt so wonderful, returning his passion, inspiring him even further. It flooded his body with desire to be with her, to join their bodies in the tightest kind of embrace known to mankind.

Steve sighed, feeling her gentle hand dance around his waist and thighs, then wrap around his member. "Ah, Callie, you will make me into a wild animal." He whispered at the unbearably pleasant touch. His own hands traveled down from her lovely firm chest down the sides of her narrow waist. His fingers caught the waistband of her panties and hooked under it.

He looked into her eyes pleading and seeing no resistance he slid down to his knees in front of her, pulling the skimpy cloth down to her ankles. Only then did he break eye contact and let his eyes feast on her beautiful center, just inches from his face. Her pussy framed by gentle fur was lovely, and Steve felt he could keep looking at it forever. But he forced himself to lift his eyes to hers.

"Callie, I want to kiss you." He licked his lips
 
Her skin felt as if it were on fire everywhere he touched... her nipples becoming so sensitive that every brush or whisper of a breeze felt as if it might set her off. She felt his hands skim down her sides, and she trembled as his fingers hooked under the fabric of her panties as his eyes met hers. Making no move to stop him, wanting to be naked in front of him, wanting him to want her like she wanted him.

As he slid down in front of her, she was forced to release him and her eyes traveled down with him. One hand went to his hair, caressing his cheek lightly first. She took a deep breath as his eyes took her in, his breath blowing warm against her skin. Meeting his eyes as he looked up at her, her lips parted slightly at his request. Without answering, she held onto his shoulder and stepped lightly out of the thong pushing it aside with one foot. She tore her eyes away from his and glanced behind her to see if she was close enough to the tree. Seeing that she was, she took one step backwards, and leaned against the tree, the rough bark biting into her ultra-sensitive skin. Wanting to feel his mouth against her, she looked down at him again, nodded and managed a whisper..

Please..
 
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Romanov

The safety button at the top of the coveralls had never been reclipped, and just the deep breath Romanov took when Mic turned to face him, nude and silhouetted against the lapping waves caused the zipper to slide down to the middle of his chest.

"Aren't we frisky tonight?" he chuckled to himself as he pulled the zipper to its end clasp and stepped out of his work boots and canvas coveralls. The moonlight shone dimly on him, revealing the pale undershirt and dark running shorts that he wore beneath his work clothes. He slid the undershirt off over his head and as he set it onto the ground, slid his shorts off as well, and followed by slipping his socks off his feet.

Mic's eyes teased his body, running over every square inch and stopping on every scar, trying to imagine what had caused them the pain he must have suffered. What Mic did not know was that Amy had been quite a tiger in bed, and several of the lighter scars had come from passionate nights.

He stepped towards her, the sand sliding between his toes as he approached her.

"Well," she said playfully, "Someone looks happy to see me." She reached down and slid her hand along his hip, brushing his hard cock slightly with her wrist.

He made no attempt to trade witty remarks with her. Instead he stepped closer, and in a swift motion, slid his right hand into the small of her back and gently kicked her legs out from under her. She fell gently to the sand, cushioned by the dunes and the Russian's arm. He kissed her, running his left hand over her breasts and lightly squeezing her nipples. He pressed against her and felt her wetness on his thigh as he moved from breast to breast slowly, cupping them a bit roughly before moving back to her nipples.

She let out a soft moan as her nails slid down his back, beginning at his shoulders and ending as she tightly grabbed his ass. She pushed his to the side and he rolled over onto the sand, making no move to pull her with him.

"Well Mic," he said, clasping his hands behind his head, "care to join me over here?"

Mic did not hesitate. She straddled him, feeling his thick cock press against her. She lowered herself slowly, letting each inch slide deeper into her in a long, slow motion. His hands had come from behind his head and were now resting on her hips, applying a slight pressure as she sank onto him.

As Mic began to fuck him, using her toned legs to lift herself and allow herself to fall back onto him, he slid his hand down past her navel and began to lightly massage her clit. Her moans slid from her lips with each stoke as she came closer and closer to orgasm. Their eyes never left one another and they stared into one another, almost as a challenge to see who would bend first, who would let the first sign of weakness show.

As they stared at each other's bodies and focused on the sexual energy that was passing between them, neither noticed the dim lights of a cargo container ship creeping slowly away from them over the horizon and away from the island.
 
Please...

Steve smiled happily at the sight of her leaning against the tree. His lips parted, he leaned in to her, stoping when his lips just barely touched her lovely sex. He moved his head up and down, brushing his lips against hers gently, leting his breath and touch excite her further. Then he kissed the very top of her pussy gently, feeling her soft hair tickle his nose.

His hands caressed her hips in the meantime. His tongue came out to play, licking lovingly around the outside of her lips. Back and forth, for half a dozen laps, feeling her hands play with his hair, caress his scalp. He wanted her badly, wildly, passionately.

Planting his lips onto hers tightly, he thrust his tonge in the middle, eliciting an excited moan from her. He loved her madly with his lips, teeth and tongue. He sucked, bit, flicked, kissed, licked, thrust his tongue, moaning into her, driving her, and himself, completely crazy.

Having reached "crazy", Steve pulled his face away from her tasty center, his lips shining with moisture. Still kneeling he moaned: "Ah, Callie, I want you so bad!"
 
Mic

She took a deep breath in felt something lodge in her throat, went into anaphyltic shock and died of an allergic reaction she never even knew she had.


OOC

since milkman dan seems determined to write for my character and not bother following my suggestions for this thread I am removing myself from it (IE the ship not crashing and no supplies coming to the island. I ignored his entire shipwrecking as a unintentional error but the ship on the horizon was too much.)

My apologies
 
ooc - I'm sorry to see you bow out Intriguess, especially since it was your idea, and a good one I thought.

IC

She leaned against the tree and watched as he leaned close, her heart beating wildly with anticipation. She drew in a deep breath as she felt his warm breath against her again, her hands immediately going to his head as he finally kissed her and the breath came rushing out of her. A deep moan came from the back of her throat as her body began writhing against the tree as his mouth began its wonderful assault. The bark biting into her only heightened her sensitivity and her entire body trembled as his tongue teased her to an unimaginable height. Just as she thought she wouldn't be able to hold back any longer, he pulled back and she heard him, though her eyes were closed.

Ah, Callie, I want you so bad

His words mirrored her own thoughts, and she reached out to put her hands on his shoulders, sinking down to her knees as she did so. Pressing tightly against him, her breasts smashed against his chest, she kissed him, her tongue tracing his lower lip first before darting into his mouth to explore, tasting herself on his lips and wanting more. His hands roaming her body as they kissed making her squirm again, she pulled back and gently used her hands to push him backwards, until he was lying back on the ground, the space underneath him padded with leaves making an almost natural mattress. She knelt there between his legs looking into his eyes as her hands gently ran up and down his thighs. One hand ran up farther, up onto his chest as she leaned down over him, her breath now tickling his balls as she inhaled his scent for a long moment. She looked up at him without moving and saw his head tilted up watching her and she smiled. Her tongue flicked out and caught the underside of his balls, and she moved, running her tongue over his balls and up the entire length of his shaft until she at last reached the tip, her tongue swirling around it until at finally reaching the droplets of precum that were threatening to drip from him.
 
Steve

Her kiss was so pleasantly sweet, yet passionate, arousing Steve further, even though he thought it impossible. Her wonderful soft breasts pressed so tightly into his chest, her hard nipples poking against his skin. He flexed his chest muscles, feeling her flesh respond so erotically.

Steve fell down, the dry leafs rustling under him as he straightened out his legs, feeling her gentle hands on his thighs. Down on his back now he watched the lovely woman kneeling between his legs, her hands caressing his chest and thighs. His throbbing cock craved her attention, her hot breath on it driving him wild.

His hard cock jumped at the first touch of her playful tongue. Steve closed his eyes, a moan escaping his lips. His hand found her head and caressed her beautiful hair very gently. His other hand ran up and down Callie's own hand that caressed his chest, touching her skin lovingly, caringly. He opened his eyes for a moment, seeing and feeling her tongue run up his member, only to be forced to close them again, moaning in pleasure when she reached the sensitive underside of the head and licked precum from it.

"Mmmm, yeah!" he moaned. "Feels so good."
 
Encouraged by his words and his hand in her hair, she didn't hesitate, but opened her mouth and sucked the tip of him into her warm wetness, her tongue caressing him the whole time. Her teeth grazed lightly over his head as she pulled him in, sucking gently, before opening wider and beginning to slowly slide him in and out of her mouth, taking a tiny bit more into her mouth, gradually going farther and farther until she managed to take his entire cock inside, feeling him fill her mouth and against the back of her throat. She felt his hips move against her and she began playing again. Sliding him out and teasing him with her tongue before sucking him back in, sliding him out again, her head dropping down to lightly run her tongue around his balls again. Whimpering as his hand tightened in her hair, she swallowed him again, this time more seriously as she began working him in and out of her mouth, his hand holding her in place as his hips jerked and he fucked her moist mouth. Loving the way he tasted, she kept her lips tightly around him, her tongue working overtime to tease him on each stroke as he slid nearly out each time... her tongue catching each drop of precum as it formed. Finally realizing he couldn't take much more as she felt him tense, she pulled back, her eyes going to his as she moved astride him, straddling him and lowering herself until the tip of his hardness pressed against her wetness, teasing her clit for a moment before sliding down and pressing against her soaked slit as she moaned,

Oh God.. Steve.. I want you..
 
Her mouth was amazing. Its explosive attention on his cock was making him lose his mind. He instinctively held her hair tighter, through still lovingly, nor roughly, thrusting his hips up a bit to meet her mouth. Oh, how wonderful it was!

She straddled his hips, placing the head of his aching cock at her lovely moist enterance. He wanted her immediately, just like she wanted him. He put his arms on her sexy narrow waist and slowly lifted his hips, entering her, his lips slightly parted. He moaned as his member pushed her open, her pussy rubbing wonderfully on him.

One with her, he stopped, savoring the moment. He pulled her down on top of him and kissed her lips, starting to move his hips slowly. His hands caressed her bare back as he felt her breasts rest on top of his chest. Thrusting a little faster, his hands came down to fondle her lovely breasts. Moaning in pleasure he kissed her neck over and over, arching his body to enter as deep into her as he could.
 
She whimpered again as his hips moved upwards while his hands held her, sliding up into her more then ready wetness. He slid in slowly, and she savored the feel, her lips closing around his shaft and gripping him tightly as he pushed in. Moaning, she readily leaned down on him as he pulled her down, kissing him as her hips twitched with him inside. He began moving slowly in her and her hips began to match him, moving faster when he did as his hands roamed her bare skin, setting her on fire wherever they went.

She gasped as he thrust up over and over again, his lips on her neck as he filled her completely. She tilted her head to the side, her own lips finding his neck and nibbling and sucking softly as she rode him, her pussy tightening around him squeezing gently. Her hands roamed his side, her fingers light against his warm skin as they explored. She moved her lips to his and kissed him for a long moment as she rode him... finally sitting back up and leaning back slightly. Her hand went behind her, her hips never stopping, meeting every thrust as her body trembled. Her hand skimmed lightly over his balls, finally cupping them gently as she moved, squeezing them gently and playing with them even as his cock drove her crazy, moans coming from the back of her throat with every thrust now.
 
She felt so good on him, her tight, wet pussy squeezing his cock lovingly, as she rode him. He moaned, feeling her hand play with his balls, this stimulation making his cock pulse a little.

Steve feasted his eyes on Callie, bouncing on top of him. Her full, sexy breasts bounced so sexily, so wonderfully, arousingly. With every thrust of hers they rode up her chest, then flew down, bouncing back and forth settling into place until they were disturbed by the next powerful thrust.

"Mmmm, yes, yes, Callie, yes! Don't you ever stop!" He breathed out loudly, his voice mixing with her sexy extatic moans. His hands were on her thighs, rubbing up and down, caressing her skin, feeling her muscles at roll with her every thrust and feeling its incredible effects on his cock. Her hot ride was driving Steve closer and closer to the edge.
 
OOC:

Sorry intriguess. Didn't know I was stepping on your toes. The sinking was an oversight on my part (But there was nothing written about supplies washing up on shore), and the passing ship just adds to the fact that these people may never get off the island, ahving missed a golden opportunity.

If you still want to remove yourself, feel free to, or if you want me to step out, I will so that you can continue in your thread.
 
She heard his name on his lips and she looked down at him, her eyes filled with passion as she moved on him, her wetness coating both of them as he pushed into her time and time again. Her body turned a rosy pink as heat began to build in her belly, and her body began to tremble, the moans turning more animalistic as her muscles began to tighten. Her every movement pure instinct now as she clenched her inner muscles, feeling her pussy grip him even tighter as he slid in, every sensation making her whimper with pleasure.

Her hands going to his chest as she looked down at him, she managed a nearly breathless,

Oh Steve... mmmmmmm, God... you feel soooo good.. aaggghh. I'm going to...

She didn't finish her statement because as he thrust up particularly forceful, his hands clenching her thighs, she exploded, waves of pleasure bursting through her entire body as the walls of her pussy grasped him incredibly tightly as she began to cum. She threw her head back, her long hair tickling his thighs as she came, juices flowing out from around his cock, to settle on both their thighs as she called his name out again.
 
Steve

He watched, breathing heavily as Callie's hands kneaded her own breasts, her oozing tight pussy accepting his thrusts, meeting them. The orgasmic fire in her eyes was contageous, as where the wild grip her pussy caught his cock in, massaging it without even moving, stimulating him like he never was before.

Steve gathered up all the self-control he had to avoid cumming with her, closing his eyes and painfully biting his lips while the beautiful woman squirmed on top of him in extasy. But his control did not last very long. As soon as she settled down a little, Steve pushed her to the side, rolling over and ending up on top of her.

Floating over her supported by his elbows and knees, he began thrusting into her like a wild animal: as fast and hard as he could. The pleasure was so intense that it only took a couple of seconds to drive him over the edge. After the first extatic spasms, which sent his thick juices deep into her, he managed to exit her, realizing even in this wild state that a pregnancy was the last thing they needed in their situation. He didn't need to worry, in reality, as the island's plants and water were literally swarming with natural a contraceptive, but he did not know that yet. He kept moving his hips, rubbing his sensitive cock over her soft gentle pussy, as it sprayed shot after shot of his white love over it. Some flew farther and landed on her smooth stomach.

Passionate grunts were escaping his lips all throughout this. His head flew back, staring straight into the sky, whispering her name. "Callie, oh, Callie, Callie, Callie!" With each mention of her name a fresh shot flew out of the tip of his cock, while he himself was on top of the world.

When his extasy subsided, Steve fell exhausted on top of her. His lips found hers, kissing them lovingly; his tongue was licking her lips but not going further, just caressing her gently. Realizing he was still pinning her to the ground, Steve rolled over, layed next to her, still holdin her in a tight embrace.

"My God, Callie, it was wonderful!" He whispered into her ear, his hand caressing her messed, but still lovely hair. He stopped and looked into her deep beautiful eyes. "I love you."
 
She came hard around his cock as she continued moving on him, her swollen and sensitive clit rubbing against him as she leaned forward slightly trying to catch her breath. Just as she thought she might manage, he rolled with her, and ended up on top of her, thrusting into her as her legs wrapped around him locking tightly as he pounded into her even farther then before. She felt him swell and tense a split second before he exploded and she felt the first spurt of his seed begin to fill her. Feeling him pulling back, she tilted her head up, her pussy still spasming as her body trembled and watched as he continued to cum, droplets splashing onto her pussy and stomach, as he called her name over and over. She nearly came again merely from feeling his warm seed hitting her stomach, and hearing the way he called her name, and she wrapped her arms tightly around him as he collapsed on her finally. Her lips met his and she whimpered against the exquisitely sweet, gentle kiss.

When he rolled off to the side, she turned slightly so that she could keep her arms around him, not wanting to break contact in even the slightest way. She did let go with one hand for a moment, to trace a finger in the wetness coating her belly, smiling as she did so, bring it to her mouth and licking it clean, loving the way he tasted, and vowing to taste it as it spurted out before long. Snuggling against him, her heart pounding wildly, she gazed up into his eyes, her own widening slightly as his hand caressed her hair and she heard her own thoughts come from his mouth. She didn't even hesitate in vocalizing her identical thoughts, somehow her body and soul having connected with him in a way she hadn't thought possible, her voice a mere whisper as she replied,

And I love you Steve.. I've never... it's never...

She didn't feel the need to finish as the look in his eyes told her all she needed to know. She was quite content to lie there in their secluded little shelter, her hands roaming over his warm skin, learning his every muscle and curve.
 
Steve smiled, feeling happiness spread through his body upon hearing her words. He couldn't resist kissing her again, slowly, caressingly.

It felt as good as the orgasm itself: laying like that, embraced, his happy lover exploring his body, adoring its every curve, even every imperfection, and his hands doing likewise to hers. Her soft silky skin rubbing gently against his fingers as he ran them over it carefully. Her lovely hair tickling his own skin, her voice as lovely as the singing of legendary sirens. At that moment their souls were fused into one, each of them loving the other like himself - no, like a half of himself - one that had been missing all their life and was now found.

United they laid, caressing each other softly, kissing and whispering sweetness into each other ears. Steve's head slowly migrated to her chest, laying it over her breasts, like a nice soft pillow oh so pleasant to touch. He turned his face and kissed her breast gently, slowly working his way to her sensitive nipple. He kissed around it in circles, gradually shrinking the radius until his lips brushed her nipples and then took it between them. He rolled it between his lips then gently put his teeth on it. His tongue licked around the beautiful bud, flicked on top of it teasingly.
 
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They lay like that a long while, touching, feeling, learning, kissing. She giggled into his chest a time or two as he whispered things to her, her leg lay over his, every part of her touching him somehow. Thoughts of the island, everyone else on it... all flew from her head. Nothing else mattered but the man she lay with and she told him as much in whispered tones.

Lying there against him relaxing, her eyes closed as her hands continued their tour of his body, she sighed happily as his head lay upon her chest. Her hand went to his hair and she toyed with it happily as she lay there. Her eyes opened slightly as she felt his head turn slightly and his lips graze her skin. They opened even more as he began circling her nipple, feathery soft kisses circling, getting closer until finally they closed over her sensitive tip. She inhaled sharply as she felt his teeth graze her, her body already on fire again, his mouth working magic as he rolled her nipple between his lips, his tongue flicking out to tease her.

Her hand stroked his skin more firmly now as she arched her back in pleasure, her breast pushing up against his mouth now, wanting to feel him as he played with her. The leg that lay on his, moved slightly until his leg was between hers, her moist slit resting against his leg. Squirming slightly against him, she felt herself getting wetter again and she rubbed her warmth against his leg, letting him feel what he was doing to her as he continued his loving torment on her nipples, his teeth and tongue driving her wild as they tugged and suckled at her breasts.

Mmmmmm, God yes baby, you feel so good. I need you..

Her voice was soft as she moved underneath him, her hands moving on his body again, squeezing and kneading his ass as she pushed her pussy against his leg even more, every lick and nip he gave her nipples sending trembles through her body that ended up in an aching throb between her legs.
 
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