Island 2

Alex woke up first.

He was warm and it wasn't just the weather. Glancing down, he found that both of the women were laying on top of him. Tess had her head rest gracefully on his shoulders, her fair skin was almost impossibly clean, he found. Charlotte, on the other side, was hugging him tightly. An arm and a leg of the French tomboy were layered on top of him. A mischievous smile had its fitting place on her sleeping face.

He remembered Charlotte falling asleep next to him, but not this close. Tess had been an arm's reach away. Why were they now…

The memories flooded in with his first conscious breath. Deep heat flooded his lungs, made his morning wood twitch, and heightened his senses toward the pointy nipples that rubbed against him.

Images, crystal clear, and scents filled his thoughts. He remembered their wet and willing pleads, their wanton cries, their submission and mind soul. He could still taste the moment he claimed Tess' virginity, the moment he fucked Charlotte like no one else before.

The heat attempted to make him repeat it, to take control. Audibly, he pushed all the air out of his lungs. He tensed up. It was enough to make the women stir.

As soon as they had blinked the sleep out of their eyes, they reacted in much the same way he had. Shocked realization spread on their face. It must have been the fog. All of them knew that. That fog was filling their lungs and loins with heat on every breath!

The trio hastened onto their feet. Breath held, they climbed out, squeezing through the same gap that had given them entrance. Once back in the clear air of forest, in all of its warm humidity, they panted rapidly, mostly trying to get the remaining heat out of their systems. Alex's cock was still rock hard.

"What was that?!" Tess wanted to know.

"Some kind of aphrodisiac…?" Charlotte answered, dealing with the situation considerably better than the goth did. No wonder, Charlotte had just added one more to her list of partners, Tess had started hers.

"You… FUCKED us," Tess emphasized the word in a way that was less accusatory and more a surrender to the fact that no other word could be used to describe what had transpired. "You took my… you came inside me! I can't get pregnant out here!"

"It'll be fine,." Alex's voice rung with a certainty and authority that exceeded what he felt. Had it always been this deep and even?

The two women took a few more deep breaths, before all of them started to return to a normal pace. "Fuck," Tess spat out, resting her wrist against his forehead. "It'll be fine… it will be fine…" she muttered to herself. "...Alright, I'll believe that."

"Not much else we can do, is there?" Charlotte tapped over on her toes. The playful gesture belied the caring way she put her arms around the woman nine years her senior.

"No," Tess agreed and looked up, the calm restored to her eyes. They looked silvery in the little sunray that peeked through the canopy.

Once again, Alex found himself fortunate that he had crashed with professional athletes used to stress and hardship. Albeit that these athletes were all women made things… hard. His cock was still erect, the tip drooling precum. With calm restored, the two women's eyes wandered to it.

They must have remembered what he had done to them as much as he remembered doing it. Rolled up eyes, tongues lolling out in euphoric bliss, lower lips agape… The images did not let go. How could they?

"It'll go away," Alex assured. "I'm not doing anything that you don't want."

The two of them nodded. For all that had happened last night, he could not be accused of doing anything unwanted. All of them had lapsed in control and all of them had needed it. 'Master,' they had cried. 'Master!'

"I could make it go away." Charlotte poked the inside of her cheek with her tongue, then laughed. "Sorry, that wasn't funny you're clearly… you know, it's clearly in the way. I'll try to be less stupid sexy."

"I doubt you can succeed on the stupid," Tess stated with a sarcastic drawl. The curvy goth woman put a hand on her pale hips.

"You're right in the sense that I'll always be sexy." Charlotte wiggled her hips. Morning rays made the fresh wetness between their legs glisten.

Alex gulped. Charlotte had meant it as a joke, but maybe if he asked assertively enough…

"WIll you make it go away?"

The question cut through the banter.

Alex stood there, shoulders back, his height advantage over Charlotte more apparent than ever. She couldn't have been taller than 1,70 metres. Not tiny, athletes rarely were, but almost a head shorter than he was.

"I can walk it off," he assured her. "If you don't want to, I accept that. If you would do this for me, I'd be much obliged."

Charlotte remained stunned only for one more moment, then a sly smile spread on her pink lips. "Well, I guess I did offer," she said.

Tess watched the tomboy drop to her knees. There was no judgement in her eyes, just a bit of confusion. "You two have fun," she said and stepped aside.

"Don't walk too far away!" Alex cautioned her.

"I won't!" Tess assured and indeed only walked around one corner. Alex could still see her legs. If anything happened, they would noticed.

A kiss to his sack made his attention shift back. "Eyes on me, big guy." Charlotte poured. "And I mean big in every sense. Look at this thing!" The foxy woman dragged her tongue up from the base all the way to the underside of his glands. "Tashtesh delicioush," she slurred past her extended tongue, then wrapped those wonderfully pink lips around the head.

"Fuck, that hits the spot," Alex groaned, while her nimble tongue swirled around the sensitive member. Little bobs soon filled the forest with lewd sucking sounds. Green eyes stared ahead. The French tomboy was entirely focused on her task.

Instinctively, he put a hand on her head. The sportily short hair was soft under his touch. Neither humid air nor saltwater seemed have damaged it in any way. Pushing demandingly, he made Charlotte moan first with appreciation - then protest. A hand flat against his groin she resisted and he let go.

"This ain't my first time but I'm no pornstar," Charlotte stated, "and you're not small." Both of her hands worked the length of his cock to underline the point.

"Just got a little enthusiastic," Alex apologized. "Whatever you're comfortable with."

"...Well, maybe I can push myself a little bit," the French tomboy said with a lewd grin, then replaced one hand with her lips. Mouth open wide, tongue aggressively massaging, she pushed herself down. She was less than a third of the way down when the gag reflex kicked in.

Pulling back to a comfortable point, she kept on pumping the length of his shaft, while her head moved in wild, little circles. Once she had recovered, she tried to take him into her throat again. There was a moment of resistance, then something relaxed and he was in. The tightness only lasted for a moment, before she pulled back.

"F-fuck!" she coughed. "Fuck," she repeated, steadying her breathing with all of the expertise of an olympic swimmer. "Look at this fucking thing!" Charlotte leaned forwards and pressed her face against his cock. Precum smeared into her short, brown hair.

"I am looking at a fuckable thing," Alex hummed.

Charlotte shuddered at the remark and smirked. "Permission to masturbate, Master?" she asked in a joking fashion. Her hand already wandered between her legs.

"Permission granted," he said graciously and the fingers curved into her.

Lips wrapped again around his manhood. Much as he would have loved to stand there and watch her try and try again to deepthroat him, between the pumping her head and the enthusiastic working of his glands, he was not going to last.

"I'm going to cum," he groaned.

Disappointingly, Charlotte took that as her signal to move her lips away. "Cum with me," she begged. "Cum with me-e-e-eeeee!"

Her hands finished both of them off. Jets of white seed shot across her trembling features. The pumping became first jittery, then stopped altogether. By then, Alex was calming down anyway. Charlotte followed a little bit later.

Alex pushed down his disappointment that she hadn't swallowed his cum. If she didn't enjoy the taste, then there was nothing to be done. "Thank you," he said earnestly. "Much easier to think now."

"Just remember to walk in front, or that post-nut clarity won't last five minutes," Charlotte joked and ripped some of the moss off the nearby ground - the regular, green variety. She used it to wipe her face and hair clean. "Now, let's try to find breakfast and a place to clean ourselves."

"Starting to make sense again!" Tess commented loudly from the sidelines.

"Aaaaaah! Alex, there's a voyeur!"

"Very funny," the goth drawled sarcastically.

"Funny and correct," Alex supported the French tomboy. "Let's get going."

[You have 16 Actions per day, as advertised.

While I will mark the Aphrodisiac Mist on the map as a permanent location, it will still take Exploration in the Tile to find it on demand. Jungles aren't exactly easy to navigate.]

"Do you know what direction we're heading?" Tess asked.

"As long as the sun rises in the east," Alex assured. It was, admittedly hard to make out the direction of the sunrays half the time, with the canopy up above and everything around beeing forest. "We just have to keep it slow and orient ourselves repeatedly."

Slow was the name of the game. The ground under their feet consisted almost entirely off roots and the occasional small plant that managed to claim what the trees hadn't already. It was an up and down, a left to right, and throughout all of that, Alex had to keep looking for what signs of the sun he got.

Fortunately, his internal sense of time was good. Just one of the things a pilot needed.

After nearly two hours of working their way through the jungle, they emerged on a patch of wildberries of some kind, growing around a rushing river. The water had cut a three metre drop into the soil - a drop that someone was crossing at the moment, using only a broad stick they had found. She had her back to them, showing them a cascade of black, wavy hair, long enough to partly cover he shapely ass.

Alex waited until she had crossed the gap before shouting. "Hey!"

The woman twirled around, laid eyes on them, and immediately went back over the narrow stick. She balanced over it and all other obstacles on the way with feline grace, before dropping down in front of them.

She was shorter than Charlotte, even, had smaller breasts, and a much softer tan. For all of that, the Asian woman before him was no less beautiful. As with all the athletes on that plane, she was slender, fit, and young.

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"What a pleasant surprise… Alexander, was it?" she asked.

"Alex, we are hardly in a situation that requires formality."

A little smile played around her lips at the mention of that. "A silver-lining, if nothing else." She looked past him and waved. Charlotte waved back, Tess just raised her hand in a short greeting. "Yahui, if you need the reminder," she said to Alex.

"I did not," he assured her. He conveniently decided to skip out on the fact that one of the reasons he remembered her name was a strongly worded email by some Chinese officials to not engage with her under any circumstances. "...Weird first question, but how did you lose your clothes?"

"By the time I came ashore, they were already unusable scraps… same story?" The others nodded. "Peculiar."

"Very peculiar…" Alex wanted to tell her about the other strange happenings too, but first he needed to get to those berries. There was fresh water and breakfast here.

As the three of them ate, Yahui got them up to speed on what she had done. It wasn't much to tell. She had washed ashore somewhere along the coast, she did not know where exactly, and moved into the forest to get out of the sun. As luck would have it, she came across this river and the berries by nightfall. She had been about to set out in search of someone when the three of them arrived.

"And what did you get up to?" she asked.

"A fair bit," he answered, then gave a quick summary of it - although he did skip what had happened during the night and in the morning. He did not want to come across as if he was bragging or as if they had gone crazy. He just said that the place they slept in had turned out to be less safe than they thought.

"More berries," Yahui summarized. "At least there seem to be plenty of edible resources on this island." She smacked her thighs, creating a distracting ripple, and got up. "Well, I am sticking by you then. At least until we put a camp together."

Alex nodded. They would have to do that eventually. Under the hopeful assumption that they all had survived and found each other, they would eventually become large enough a group to get a meaningful camp running. The where was a question for then.

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"I want to look around here a little bit," Alex said and gestured at the river. "There's freshwater here, the most important thing we could ask for." He pointed at the trench the river had cut. "We can use it for orientation as we go inland, at least until we find the source." Then he pointed the other way. "Plus, it should empty out into the sea somewhere. Let's try to find that pot. It would make for a good campsite."

That made sense to everyone involved. Alex took point again and they did their best to follow the water. It was difficult at first, the trench it had made meandering in ways that were difficult to follow thanks to the rest of the unclaimed topography. Gradually, the depth of the trench diminished and so did the strength of the waterflow. The river became a rivulet, flowing over stones rounded by time.

They emerged from the jungle straight onto a perfect camping spot. Two last trees stood together, their broad leaves casting a shade that would last all day. The ground between them was even, the soil firm and, surprisingly, covered in grass. The river was a few metres removed. Only half a metre was now between them and its pitter-patter, but that was enough to assure this ground would remain dry.

Past the camping spot was a slice of beach. The slope into the ocean was long and gentle. Anything except for a torrential flood would not reach this spot and if there was one, they'd likely have bigger issues.

The best part was that this spot was easy to find. It was right where the beach met the jungle. There was more shore after a gap of jungle, Alex could see that much across the tiny bay, but for this western part of the island it was optimal. There were berry bushes upstream and to the west as well, so food could be easily gathered.

Alex made sure to mark this spot on his mental map.

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"Alright, fearless leader, where to next?" Charlotte asked.

"East," Alex stated with confidence. There was more coast past just a bit of forest. Maybe the rest were somewhere over there?

"East it is!" the French tomboy stated and grabbed his arm.

"Are they…?" Yahui asked behind them.

"They're something," Tess stated.

Alex let them talk. He had omitted the sexual details, but if Charlotte wanted to be more open about it that was fine with him. The blowjob in the morning had been one of the least odd things to happen so far, all things considered.

They advanced with growing confidence. This part of the forest wasn't as dense and they always had the ocean sparkling between the trees as a point of reference. When Charlotte wasn't tightly attached to his arm, she even dared to race a bit ahead.

"Honestly, this island is pretty great," Charlotte shouted, balancing on a fallen, moss-covered tree. "If it weren't for the circumstances, I'd think I got a fantastic vacation!"

"Honestly, this is my idea of a vacation," Alex shouted back. "Once we get out of here, I can invite you to one of my survival trips! We can bring Selana too!"

"I didn't realize you were close to the adrenaline junkie!"

"We're drinking buddies!"

"Not fuck buddies?"

"She doesn't have those!"

Alex had stopped at the foot of the fallen tree, as him and Charlotte had their little shout-banter. With a smile on his face, he turned left, back to his group. The smile immediately dropped.

"Where is Tess?"

The sole Yahui whirled around, the shock plane on her face. She started to take a step in the general direction they had come from, but Alex gripped her by the shoulder. "She was just behind me!" the Chinese athlete assured. "Two minutes, tops."

That wasn't good, but it also wasn't terrible. "Wait - here," he stated with absolute certainty. His deep tone got through and she nodded with militaristic certainty. "Keep an eye on each other!"

With that, he carefully advanced back into the bit of forest they had just left. A wall of ferns was his first obstacle.

Much respect as Alex had for nature, that was only when it was not threatening someone he cared about. Grabbed the ferns by the bushel, he ripped them out with precision and all the fury that had driven men to tame the wilds in the first time. Nothing would come between him and his… his… whatever Tess was to him right now!

The brutal strategy worked. Within moments, he had uncovered a piece of soil that was slick and had the markings of someone that had slipped recently. Immediately, he ripped and tore his way through more bushels, swiftly uncovering Tess in her predicament.

The goth had fallen into some kind of puddle of a viscous, clear substance mixed with sand. Whatever it was, it wasn't immediately harmful, as the very much still alive goth proved, but she was slowly sinking. Luck had it that her nose was still above the surface, but half her mouth was not. She could not shout without taking in a mouthful sand and this oily substance.

Alex' eyes darted around the pool. Ferns hid just how far it extended, but Tess was near the edge of it. Were the ferns the origin of the oil or was this just the soil they were adapted to? Questions for later.

Jumping fearlessly over the deathtrap, Alex landed on a bit of dry ground near a young tree. He gripped the trunk with one hand, and reached out to Tess with the other. Their fingers locked. "DO NOT LET GO!" he roared, then pulled.

The grip of the soil was worse than any curl machine Alex had ever worked on. Pulling a boat the weight of a whole person out of a mud pit was hard, incredibly hard. His muscles where as much wired steel as his will in that moment. His arm burned, the tree creaked, but he kept on.

Oily sand squelched. Tess moved up. "Keep going!" she encouraged him, her mouth free. The words were all he needed. Two monumental efforts first freed the rest of her torso, then he wrapped his arm around her waist and he tore her free entirely.

Putting her across his arms like a princess, he sprinted away from the pit. It was sheer savage instinct to get away from the sight of danger and reconnect with the rest of the group. Yahui and Charlotte breathed easier when they surfaced again from the ferns.

Breathing heavily, Alex looked down at Tess. Oil stuck to every part of her, safe the upper half of her face and the hand that he had first grasped. It formed a slick, translucent layer, as if she had just started an expensive massage. Her grey-silver eyes beheld him with deep veneration.

"My hero," she said. The words were entirely unironic. "That's the second time you saved me."

Alex was entranced by her eyes, by those lips, and by the swing of her cheekbones. Halfway bowed down, he whispered, "I will, again and again, if I must. Never will I tire. Never will I doubt."

Tess hands were on his cheeks a split second before her rubs lips mashed on his. The passion of the entanglement was only reigned in by the need for him to stay balanced as her oily body moved atop his arms.

'I haven't kissed her before,' it occurred to him. What he had been during the night hadn't cared for her upper lips. What a waste. Then again, because he had not then, he got to now, on a clear mind.

The goth was pressing herself against him like a woman possessed. Huge tits squished against his chest. His fingers dug into her slippery thigh. That they had onlookers barely even registered. Only the whirling of tongues really mattered. Tess was not an experienced kisser, but with her fire that hardly mattered.

They separated, only to immediately engage again. The little bit of reason that had slipped into their minds was extinguished by need by just a few centimetres of distance. Right back to making out, they went, only stopping so Alex could put her down.

Tess' hands roamed over his back now. He held her by the back of the head, taking full control over the kiss. Surrendering eagerly, she let him explore her sweet mouth as he pleased. He squeezed one of her fat tits with his left, pinched her nipple, twisted softly, and felt her moan vibrate through her tongue.

He was on top of her now. Every heartbeat made his cock twitch. His balls felt heavy, full, as if he had cum neither last night, nor this morning.

Before he could thrust into her, just enough reason returned to realize the two pairs of feet in the corner of his vision. He looked, then Tess looked as well. Charlotte watched the scene enraptured, her cunt clearly dripping. Yahui was less turned on, but doubtlessly still excited by the display.

They were both saying nothing. He could still seize the moment. Explanations could be given later. Maybe they would even join. It was more than maybe in Charlotte's case.

Alex made his choice, turning his attention back to Tess and her red lips. He was pulsing with a need like never before and she was offering a reward he very well deserved. Warm and willing, she received the ministrations of his tongue, herself either not caring or wholly unaware of their viewers.

"What are you-" Yahui started and stopped. Her words were registered, but ignored in favour of the wanton moans that filled the air.

"Let's give them some space," Charlotte suggested. Alex trusted the French tomboy knew better than take the Chinese woman more than a few metres away. For safety, they would have to stay within earshot.

Alex couldn't lie, that fact only made him more eager to do this - to do her - and to do so probably.

The pale goth wordlessly urged him to thrust into her already. Hips rolled, legs wrapped around his hips, and her cunt grinded against his manhood. She was sticky with oil and lust and so was he.

Alex thrust against her, eager to do as she pleased, but too entranced in the sweet kiss to aim properly. Each time, his cock glided over her labia and clit, the 29 year old goth let him hear sharp cries of delight. "My hero's cock," she swooned between wet kisses. "Alex… fuck me… fuck me like…"

Her voice trailed out in lust and swoons. What she wanted to say was clear anyhow. "Guide me inside," he told her.

Their kiss finally broke. For a moment, Tess was too enthralled with his face to obey. She looked gorgeous, her features framed by her dark hair and his tanned arms. The soil in-between raven strands and sun-kissed skin almost formed a halo around her, the grass and oddly silver tinge.

Biting her lower lip, Tess glanced down. Her hands, pleasantly slick from the oil that, by their shared winding now spread evenly all over her, took hold of his manhood. She caressed his length, muttered, "so hot…," and then angled his cock for penetration.

Pushing into the pale woman was harder now than it had been last night. Whatever the fog had done, it had put her into a trance so deep that deflowering her had been as easeful as it could be. As turned on as Tess was in that moment, she was not as relaxed. The second penetration by a hard and throbbing cock in her life, even if it was the same one, took her by surprise.

"Slow… slow…" she whispered. "Yes… just like that… deeper… fuck, I want it so much deeper but…" Alex placed a finger on her lips. That was enough to make her stop explaining and just relax. "Play with my tits," she purred. "You've been staring for two days, I know you want to."

"How could I not," Alex said and curled his back to look at the twin mounds. A primitive part of him wondered. If these were the biggest tits among all the girls he had stranded with. Wasn't there that redhead…?

Thoughts about other women were swallowed up in Tess' cleavage. The pale goth moved her forearms together, squishing the huge tits together. Pink areolas, crowned by hard protrusion, glistened as much as the rest of her near colourless skin. The light of the sun peeked through the loose canopy above, just enough light to create like paths of reflections, distorted by the sheer mass of the asymmetrically confined tits.

Alex cupped one of her breasts. The sensation was unlike anything else. Everything in his monkey brain cheered at the combination of smooth, firm skin and the softness below it. All that kept him from concentrating all of his effort on kneading her huge tits was the need to keep balance. One hand was all that he could offer.

One hand and his lips. While digits pressed deep trenches into the groped, pliable meat, he descended on her other tit. She just tasted faintly sweet, the oil adding as little to her skin as it had to her lips. Tess was between giggles and moans, while he sucked and massaged, fondled and drew circles around her areola with thumb and tongue.

All the while, her thick thighs were beckoning to thrust deeper. Bit by bit, he was sinking into her twitching folds. He remembered the sensations of her wet cunt well, and yet the refresher was nothing like the memory. This was closer, more intimate, better in some aspects and worse in others. He wished to her hear call him Master again.

"My hero!" she yelled, when he finally connected to her swollen mons.

That was close enough.

Alex buried his head in the depth of her cleavage. Slowly, he pulled out. He grunted like a wild animal. She matched him in the primality of her vocalizations. A drawn-out shout filled this part of the forest, while he filled her cunt up again. Her tightness was slowly giving to the hardness of the cock that stretched her.

Only slowly did he accelerate. Memories that he had pushed aside since Charlotte had taken care of him in the morning now were bidden back to the surface. He put his legs out a little broader, rolled her ass up a little further, and then plunged back into her. The tip of his cock met with a sensitive spot all the way in the depths of her tight hole.

Tess came.

"Oh fuck… oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!" she exclaimed, spasms rolling through her. The vice grip of her cunt was too much to handle for a few seconds, then the overflowing lubrication and the ebbing ecstasy allowed him to move again.

Alex repeated the motion. Again and again, only stopping when she came a second time in quick succession. Wordless screams echoed off the trees. Her back arched, pressing her huge breasts so intensely into Alex's face, he could barely see anything besides pale tit flesh. The game repeated not a few seconds later.

They were in a rhythm, a merciless rhythm of him hammering up against her deepest, sensitive spots and her then cumming so hard her folds gripped him like a vice. In the night, he had fucked her regardless. At this moment, he lacked either the skill or the savage mindlessness to do so.

"Mhhmmmmmaaa…–" she slurred the beginning of something, then screamed as the sixth orgasm rolled through her. Her cunt was a sleeve to his cock that he would have needed to peel off. "Fuck just… yes, yes, do more!" Tess suddenly began to babble in a heated tone. "I can never go back to toys! Your cock is too good! You're too good! Make me your sex slave, Master!"

Just like that, the savage mindlessness kicked in.

Alex pounded her. There was no stopping him now and she did not want him to stop. "Yes! Yes! Yes! YE-e-e-e-eesssss! Break my pussy! Hammer me in your shape! This is only phallus I'll ever need!"

The screams of submission were too much. His speed increased further. Silver-grey eyes rolled up. Tess had gotten exactly what she wanted: he was fucking her like the day before. She got hammered from one orgasm to the next, until she could only slur, "Mashtahhr," past her lolling tongue.

There was no warning for her. Why would he warn a sex slave that she was about to get her purpose fulfilled? With one last plunge, he pushed as close her womb as biology permitted and came. The final thrust was too much.

As his hot, large load filled her depths, gushing pussy juices adding a final layer of wetness to their union. His lips jumped from her nipples back to her lips. Venerating nonsense was babbled into his mouth, while they kissed throughout the union.

Spurt for spurt, reality returned to them.

When the lust abated, clarity took its place.

"I came inside you again," Alex apologized.

"It'll be… fine," Tess mumbled, still in the afterglow of it all. A few seconds passed and then she added, "Master."

"We're done you can stop with the title now."

"What if I don't want to?" Tess asked with a raised eyebrow. A wink of her finger made him bow down, so she could whisper in his ear. "Truth be told, Alex, I've always been a bit of a naughty girl," she purred, her tone intimate, confident, and confiding. "I didn't think I'd ever meet a man like you, but here you are, sweeping me off my feet…" She let out a low-pitched sigh. "...I don't know if this is the rose-tinted goggles everyone is always on about but right now I just… want to do as it pleases you, Master. I trust you will repay likewise."

Alex hid his surprised reaction behind a wall of stoicism. He had always been inclined towards the male domination side of play, but he never had someone that was just so… compatible with him. The animal attraction he felt towards her was real. It was a shame he did not talk to her before all of this.

Although it was questionable if they could have gotten entangled like this in the safety of the modern world. Out here, he could prove that he was a man.

"I'm very interested," he finally answered. "If you want to then-"

"Shush." Tess scratched the back of his head. "This is my choice, Master. I'll see where this goes and since this island gives us the chance to disregard social norms…" She nibbled on his earlobe before sighing. "...let's just say I don't think of myself as a jealous woman."

The implication was enough to make Alex go hard again. His cock had barely begun to go flaccid and he was still inside her. "Are you serious?"

"I'm calling you 'Master' not 'husband', Alex," Tess drawled sarcastically. "Sex slaves don't get to tell their owners who else they sleep with. I owe you my life twice over, so you do what you feel like - and who you feel like."

Alex could no longer hold on. He pulled out of Tess, only to turn her around and take her from behind. He had seen her tits jiggle, now he would see that fat ass ripple.

She wanted to be his 'sex slave'? Then he would drain himself inside her!

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"Stop - laughing," Tess hissed.

Charlotte did not. "What are you going to do, chase me?" the French tomboy teased.

They were advancing at a slower pace and it was, mostly, Alex's fault. Tess was bow-legged and had to rely on him for anything that was more than a light elevation. At least the sheen of oil seemed to protect the pale woman from the sunrays a tad.

They had emerged from the jungle on the south-eastern side. It was opposite of the dividing patch that separated this bit of coastline from where they had discovered a natural campsite. Speaking of coastline, they were now exploring it. They wanted to find out if it was going to be easier to swim for a stretch than it was to traverse the jungle.

"I'll try," Tess threatened and took a few stumbling steps towards Charlotte.

The swimmer broke out into a sprint.

Back in the jungle, Alex would have shouted after her, but they were now in open and fairly flat terrain. The ground was sandy soil, sloping towards the coast. Nothing around indicated they had to fear an ambush.

That Charlotte went all the way to the ocean was a bit more concerning. That she then went for a swim actually had Alex concerned. Swiftly, he caught up, his feet entering the surf. "Don't swim too far out!" he shouted after the French tomboy.

"Who you take me for?" she shouted back.

Alex scratched the back of his head and just watched the swimmer tumble around in her element. Granted, she had a lot more experience with the element than he did. They had even found her out in the water. Either she had the devil's luck on her side or there was nothing dangerous out in these waters.

Charlotte swam along in the shallows, while they moved west. They swiftly arrived at that bit of the coast where the jungle was right up to the water, a series of earthy cliffs secured by tree roots rising from the water and providing some appreciated shade.

"Let's take a breather," Alex decided.

"Thank you, Master," Tess groaned and plopped down on a half-submerged rock. She used the lukewarm water to cool her feet.

Yahui followed the scene in serene silence. The Chinese woman had barely said anything since the earlier event. The three of them followed Charlotte, as she paddled away. For the experienced swimmer, it seemed quite easy to reach the other side of the shore. She swam over, then back.

"You should join me!" she shouted.

"We don't all have your energy levels!" Alex shouted back.

"Your loss!" Charlotte went for a telegraphed dive, then came back up. She waved with something red in her hand. "There's crabs by the way!"

"Enough to eat?"

"Don't think so!"

'We would need a fire anyway, a pot as well, optimally,' Alex thought. Charlotte swam closer to them, but remained out in the water. She clearly appreciated the break and he wasn't about to tell her to be all cute.

"If I may," Yahui spoke up, catching the attention of Alex and Tess immediately. "What… are you two to each other? That earlier felt a bit… much to be without precedent. Also the whole 'Master' thing. You'll have to excuse me for being curious."

"The truth of the matter is that we… omitted a few things about yesterday," Alex confessed. "The groove where we spent the night was filled with some kind of aphrodisiac fog. It made all three of us go at it like… animal in heat."

"We were animals in heat," Tess chimed in. "Then, this morning, we got out of there pretty unharmed… Charlotte helped Alex get the rest of it of his system with a blowjob. I didn't want to join because all of this feels so rapid." Kicking the water with her feet, the goth woman watched the splash.

"Then the thing earlier happened and we just felt things slot in, kind of." Alex hesitated for a moment, then just said it. "We decided to make the best out of this situation. We'll be here for who knows how long until someone finds us. Might as well be honest with our desires. Tess wants to call me 'Master' and I… find that incredibly hot."

"Good news is that you won't have to worry about this guy doing anything stupid because he's frustrated," Tess pointed out.

"Alex strikes me as a trustworthy individual," Yahui assured. "I was curious what exactly I am looking at… so Alex is taken then."

"Not exactly," Alex said. "Tess said she's not a jealous women - Yes, I know, I couldn't believe it either."

Yahui turned her eyebrow-raised gaze to the goth, who just shrugged. "We're out here, might as well go a little crazy."

The Chinese woman hummed, then nodded. "Again, just curious. You two continue as you wish."

Charlotte returned to them a moment later. "Alright, so where are we going next?"

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"Let's go west. There's a gap in my mental map there. Only gap remaining for that section of the coast."

"Look at the big guy, always knowing where we are."

"Except he has no clue where we are," Tess added.

"Somewhere in the Bermuda Triangle," Alex said, then let out a defeated sigh. "Which is anything but a small area."

On that sobering notion, they made the swim across the narrow divide. Tess was restored by this point. That did not make her a fast swimmer, but they did not need to be fast.

That was what Alex thought at first, but that turned out to be a mistake. Much like on the first day, them exploring the beach subjected them to the hot sun. For a tropical island, it was fairly mild, but it was still a tropical island. Without any water on them, the prolonged time they spent under the hot rays gradually exhausted them more than the distance would imply. The heated sand they walked on did not help.

At least Alex got a pretty good idea about the shape of the coastline.

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"Let's find the campsite again," Alex declared.

The words were met with unspoken agreement. Swiftly orienting himself north-east, he led the way. A collective sigh of relief left the group when they were back in the shade and the cooling humidity of the trees.

"I could eat something," Charlotte stated.

"I concur," Yahui stated.

Alex nodded and considered their options. They still hadn't found anything worth hunting yet - not that he would dare to try and hunt with only his hands. He would have to forage for a good stick at least, a sharpened one optimally. Those were the kinds of tools to make once they were firmly situated though.

"We could trek back to the berry bushes," he thought out loud. They would be relatively easy to find.

"Berries again?" Charlotte whined. He understood the sentiment. All the meals that they had since landing here had been berries. It was better than hunger by a long shot, but they all craved protein - or at least a different flavour than sugar. "How about that up there?"

Alex followed Charlotte's finger to a number of fruits that hung near the canopy of a nearby tree. They were ripe in their yellow colour, akin to a cross between bananas and peers. It certainly looked like they would make for a good and solid meal. Something to actually sink their teeth into.

Under other circumstances, Alex may have contemplated skipping out. As it was, he was both hungry and Charlotte gave him the most hopeful pout imaginable. "...Think you can do that, Master?" Tess asked, herself clearly interested in a change of diet.

His hands were tied, he had to try.

"Let's hope I can," Alex answered, then leapt up to grab an overhanging branch. All the hours spent in the gym paid off. Near effortlessly, he pulled himself up to the top of the branch. It bent under his weight. Relying on instinct, he jumped to a sturdier branch and pulled himself up that as well.

"Don't look down!" Charlotte shouted.

"That's going to make him look down," Tess pointed out.

"I'm a pilot, height is the least of my issues," Alex shouted back. He now stood atop a much thicker branch, holding onto some vines for better stability.

"Nice cock, bro!"

"Nice tits," he shouted back.

"You do make for quite the sight," Yahui complimented. It meant a little more from her, if only because it marked that she did not feel awkward about their current group dynamic. "Were you a hobby climber, perchance?"

"Survivalist," he told her and tested the vines covering the trunk. They appeared sturdy enough, so he used them to climb further up. A mistake could be fatal, he was over five metres up now, with another five to go, but he would lie if he said this wasn't fun.

The vines grew too scarce to be relied on at a certain height, leaving Alex barely out of reach of his price. Looking first down, then up, he hummed. He only had one choice and it wasn't a smart one. 'This is a horrid idea,' he thought, then glanced down to the three hungry women waiting for him. 'Yeah, I know why men usually die younger…'

Alex pushed himself off the tree with as much strength as he could. For a moment, he was in the air. In flight, he grabbed a bundle of the fruit. They came loose. His other hand grabbed a vine. Swinging over to another tree, he perfectly landed on a sturdy branch, then began the climb down.

"That was some Tarzan stuff!" Charlotte praised him when he was back on the floor.

"Quite impressive," Yahui agreed, then bowed her upper body in thanks for the fruit she received.

"Let me sample first," Alex warned them, after he had distributed the bushel. They had six fruits, one of each would go to them, two to him, and the last one was likely to be split. He was just the largest of the group, so it make sense.

That was under the provision that it was edible.

Alex turned the fruit in his hand. It had a thick outer layer, almost like an orange. He peeled it off carefully, finding an attractively pinkish, orange fruit flesh underneath. The seeds were clearly visible, but not so pronounced that it would be an issue.

The sight was encouraging. Typically, fruits existed for one of two reasons. One was to entice animals to eat the fruit, carrying the seeds in their stomach to then leave behind in their droppings, which then served as fertilizer, or to protect the fruit from being eaten. In the former case, the fruit was typically juicier, apples, pears and the like, while the latter usually came in the form of small fruits with a much higher seed density, like peppers.

The fact that the fruit was quite fleshy and that the seeds, one of which Alex dug out, had that stone outer shell, made him confident this was more category A than B. He took a bit and tasted a firm… something. "This is weird," he reported and chewed carefully. The texture was starchy. "Like crossing peas with pears."

"Protein?" Tess asked.

"I think so." Alex gave the go ahead to eat and so they did. Plant protein wasn't quite the same as proper meat, but it was certainly better than nothing. Between all of the moving they did and the demands of their trained physiques, a steady supply of it was downright necessary.

They chowed through the fruits with growing confidence, taking their time to do so. If there were any adverse affects, they did not manifest themselves at all.

"Alright," Alex cleaned his hands off the fruit juice. "Let's keep going."

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After a short rest by the river, allowing them all to drink their fill of clean water, they went north-east. Alex was getting a better and better map of the environment or, in this case, he was getting a better and better read of where he could not get a good read of the environment.

The forest had been dense before. Now it was positively labyrinthian. There was just enough daylight still to orient himself with the help of the beams of light that made it through the canopy. Yet, there was something strange in the air. Alex could almost taste it. He felt like…

"Are you hard again, Master?"

The question ripped the man out of his thoughts. Due to the density of the jungle, they were moving close together, rather than the usual formation of him being at the front. The question sprang from Tess and the answer to it was obvious by the bobbing of his cock with every step. "Obviously yes. Can you blame me?"

"Obviously not," answered the goth, he tits jiggling when she stepped off a raised network of roots. "It's more of a physical wonder. I thought men needed some time to recharge?"

"It is a little odd," the more experienced swimmer weighed in. "You came like… how often did he cum earlier, Tess?"

"Master used me for three consecutive releases."

"That's already a lot in such a short span of time," Yahui uttered.

Now that they pulled his attention to it, Alex was feeling unusually virile. They were somewhat underestimating male ability on good days, but he had to admit he felt unusually backed up for someone that had four orgasms in the past 12 hours. His cock was rock hard and he had to keep his eyes of all the curvy bits around to not start dribbling. Not that their faces were any less reason to get horny.

He stopped for a moment, then sighed. "Tess, can you - No. Tess, help me with this."

"Yes, Master," the goth purred, visibly shuddering at his authoritative tone being used. The confidence lasted only until he gestured for her to drop to her knees. "Aren't you going to…?"

"I just want to get off quickly, I think we would be stuck for a while if we started doing it." Alex realized the flaw in his logic a moment later. "Right, you have no experience with this…"

Charlotte visibly contemplated lending a hand. Just before she could announce her decision, Yahui stepped forwards and got on her knees next to Tess. "I have a little bit of experience," she told Tess with a smile.

"You sure?" Alex asked.

"It's the least I can do for the safety and the food," the Chinese woman stated. A bit of a rebellious streak snuck into her elegant smile. "Plus, this is exactly the kind of fun stuff the party doesn't let us do back home."

Alex had no further questions, only groaned encouragingly when Yahui kissed the side of his shaft. Whispering a few tips to the goth, she soon encouraged Tess to join the service. Two gorgeous tomboys were worshipping the sides of his cock.

"So?" Charlotte asked. The French swimmer sat on a nearby root. She had elected not to join, but she had no shame in watching - and in touching herself as she did. Just an additional stimulation. "You stand accused of being the big horny. How do you plead?"

"I think there might be something in the food, to be honest," Alex stated. "Or the water, even. The fog made it pretty clear there's something off with this island. We may all be getting hornier as we subsist of the wildlife."

"That one incident aside, I really don't feel any hornier," Charlotte said.

Alex raised an eyebrow for a moment. "I kind of got a feeling you have a…"

Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'm a bit loose, as they say, sue me. I like sex and so do you - Honestly, are you any hornier since we crashed here or do you just get more opportunities?"

That was a splendid question that he did not have a perfect answer to. One thing he could say with certainty though. "I'm not typically this virile."

"Seriously, this is still as hard as the last three times," Tess chimed in for a moment, then she wrapped her red lips around the head for the first time. She barely got the upper fourth of his cock in before sliding back. "This looks so much easier in porn," she groaned.

"What about you?" Alex asked his willing sex slave. "Do you feel any needier?" He expected the answer to be a resounding yes.

"Honestly? No," Tess answered, while Yahui's tongue circled around the head of his manhood. The goth glanced at their company, then let out a long sigh. "I've honestly been a high functioning nymphomaniac for years… I masturbate like 5 times a day minimum." She gave his balls a quick kiss. "This is better."

"Yahui?" Alex asked the last of the bunch.

"I've been feeling needier, but I've also watched you go at it like rabbits earlier," the Chinese woman answered.

"Right, so inconclusive on whether we just get hornier," Alex relented, "but you have to agree that there's some weird stuff going on."

"Oh yeah," Charlotte moaned, half in agreement, half because she was still touching herself. "There's definitely weird fauna here."

"Flora," Alex corrected. "Fauna is animals."

"Sure… that…" Charlotte closed her eyes and Alex kept his eyes locked on her form. She trembled where she sat, her hip softly bucking against her rubbing hand. He came a moment later in Tess' mouth.

"Swallow," he ordered, in the middle of his pleasure. The relief was immediate and he got to ride it out before looking at the goth.

Tess gulped his seed down, as ordered, but she did not seem happy with that decision. "Yes that is… okay," she said. "I could get used to it but… not exactly the taste I was expecting."

A close description was not needed, so, now on a clearer mind, Alex turned back to the topic at hand.. "Well, as long as we're not degenerating into horny savages, that's good," he summarized. "It honestly might just be the situation, but I wouldn't be surprised either if this island just happened to have evolved with a lot of aphrodisiac compounds in the soil."

"If it did, at least we'll all go crazy together," Charlotte said.

"Riveting," Tess drawled.

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Alex directed them north-west, hoping they would get out of the jungle eventually. Which, fortunately, they did after 'only' an hour of additional walking. They stepped out onto the biggest grassy area they had come across so far. The sandy shore was off in the distance and on its backdrop moved a graceful shape.

Alex recognized her immediately.

"SOFIA!" he shouted across the plane. The woman's head snapped around. Then she broke out into a sprint. Her slender body cut through the air, making he wavy, brown hair flutter behind her in its length. Somewhere along the way, she dropped a stick she had been carrying with her.

"ALEX!" The exclamation of joy was the prelude to a full body hug. It was far above even their usual friendliness, especially with all of the clothes removed. A fact that the Estonian woman realized perhaps only because his hardening cock was brushing against her leg.

Immediately she disengaged. She took one step backwards and averted her brown eyes. A soft blush laid on her fair features. Light pink lips quivered softly in embarrassment. She glanced a few times at him, tracing his various features. He did the same on pure instinct.

Slender was the best way to describe her. Sofia had small breasts and a balanced figure, womanly in her development but certainly on the lithe side of things. She wasn't as toned as the three he was with, but that only meant she was lean rather than athletic.One of her hands was behind her back, the other up in her hair, awkwardly twirling a strand of her brown locks.

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"I'm happy you're… okay?" the fencer asked, glancing back and forth between him and the other women. "And I'm happy that you're… uhm… unharmed? Also, not going to lie, kind of happy I'm not the only one in this predicament." She hesitantly gestured at herself.

"Yeah, we all washed ashore nude, somehow," Alex tried his best not to stare too much at her. He had known Sofia for over two years already and having a previous friendship made this more awkward. That did not stop his dick from pointing straight at her though.

"Ready for number six," Charlotte joked.

Alex shook his head at the French tomboy and her comments. "I'm glad to see you're well too. I see you grabbed an impromptu weapon?"

"I figured it'd be best I have one," Sofia said and turned around to grab the stick she had discarded mid sprint. It was no fencing sword, but it was a sturdy piece of wood that could, wielded with precision, inflict a lot of hurt. "W-weird question, maybe… but what did she mean?" The fencer gestured towards Charlotte.

"It's that she wants me to bend her over," Alex answered with dry honesty.

Sofia's embarrassed glance suddenly focused. She looked back and forth between him and her. "Really? I didn't know you had a thing before?" she investigated.

"We didn't, things happened," Alex said.

"That's a way to put it, Master," Tess added.

"...Wait a second, what?"

Now came the really awkward part. "So, let me just try to break this down for you," he said and then gave her the summary of what had happened with the crash and since. She listened intently, turned reddish when the first night was mentioned, then inquisitive when they reached the part where Tess had surrendered herself to him.

"W-wait… wait…" Sofia rubbed her forehead.

"I know, I know, I'm a weird woman," Tess drawled.

"No! No… no… It's uhm… you can just do that? Like… can I talk to you for a second?" Sofia stepped forwards, the certainty of her footfalls belying her soft-spoken nature. She pulled Tess aside for no longer than twenty seconds, before the whispering stopped. At that point, Sofia turned around and dropped to Alex's knees. "Master!"

'Wait, what?' he thought. "Wait, what?" he repeated out loud.

Sofia was crimson-faced as she continued. "I want to be your property, can I?" She even went so far to rub her cheek against his cock.

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"Sofia, you realize this is weird?"

"If she can do it, so can I!" the fencer declared. Her bout of confidence ebbed away, leaving her a lithe brunette on her knees, pushing the tips of her index fingers together. "I may or may not… have a crush on you and I may or… may not… have wished for you to just… take me? Please?"

Alex blinked several times. This was not how he had considered their reunion to go whatsoever. Since when had she had those feelings? Questions for later. For now he had another complicated one to answer: did he accept that pledge or not?

The conflicting emotions within him lasted for a few seconds. Going from a pilot at the end of his apprenticeship to the sole male on a tropical island with two sex slaves to his names within two days was weird. It either spoke to his theory of something being in the water or to the constraints of the modern world.

The inciting incident here was Tess first and foremost though. Weird as it was, it seemed like this was Sofia's genuine desire and had been for a while. That there now was a 'fellow slave' to put the peer pressure on her seemed to be all that had been needed for Sofia to break.

'My life is going to be wonderfully weird when we get out of here,' Alex thought, then announced his decision. "Alright then," the two words already made the brunette perk up. "If this is what you want, you good little girl."

"Hamena hamena…" Sofia mumbled. "Yes, yes! Speak to me more in that deep, manly voice, p-please?"

"Shhhh." Alex brushed over her lips with his thumb. "Your Master will take care of everything. Trust me to do whatever I want with you." Lowering himself, he gently toppled her over and placed her under him. "Not like I never fantasized about this either," she whispered to her, before claiming her lips.

Their first kiss was almost chaste - almost. The shamelessness of their power dynamic robbed them both of any need to hold back and Alex had gotten a lot of kissing practice in today. On the matter of shamelessness, there was the factor of the watching trio of women as well, but none of them were looking at anything unusual at this point.

Alex was of half a mind to invite them to what happened next, but the rest of him wanted to taste this in detail. This was Sofia, a friend, now his property by her choosing. A fantasy come true for him and a, apparently, a deeply held wish come true for her.

"Mashtahr," she slurred between kisses. They grew more and more heated by the second. Her wet, lower lips were rubbing against his cock. The position was reminiscent of how he had taken Tess earlier - a fact that he far from minded.

In fact, he was going to lean into it.

"Guide me into you," he ordered the fencer. She nodded eagerly, reached down between her parted legs, and angled his cock to push into her. Despite this, in his eagerness, the tip of his pulsing cock slipped off her entrance.

Sofia moaned, between disappointment and the stimulation of having her Master's manhood glide over her clit. "S-sorry," she whispered.

"Don't apologize," he whispered patiently to her. With Tess he likely would have been rougher, more admonishing, but he knew Sofia well enough that she was an adorable wallflower. Not one to be treated delicately, being an olympic fencer did come with the necessary stress tolerance, but one to be handled with a bit of care.

For a few thrusts, he just enjoyed the heat radiating from her swollen cunt. Propped up on his elbows, he caressed Sofia's brown hair, a gorgeous lustre to it, contrasting with the grass. "This is how I always wanted it," she whispered. "You, taking me… right under the open sky…" She angled his cock again and sighed wantonly as he penetrated her. "...Master."

It was as perfect as the penetration could have been. The evening sun on his back, the woman below him, staring her hazel eyes while he took her virginity. Her tightness was too much for her to be anything else - to have been anything else.

"Were they part of your fantasy?" Alex asked quietly and nodded towards their viewers.

Tess he had expected to drop to her knees and start pleasuring herself. This was the kind of scene that she had approved of, the kind of scene a woman could expect when she gave herself to a man so unconditionally. That Yahui was next to her, also rubbing her cunt with voyeuristic glee, was a mild surprise, but Alex already knew that she did not mind upping her displays of perversion. That Charlotte was the only one not engaged in any of this was perhaps the most surprising factor.

"Someone has to keep watch," the foxy woman smirked. "Don't mind me, I'll get bend over later."

Alex chuckled, then turned his attention back to Sofia. The brunette was blushing fiercely, yet her answer was a lustful, "Yes!" Wrapping arms and legs around him, she invited him to push into her more urgently. "My Master deserves all the women he wants," she panted, her tight folds twitching all around his advancing manhood. "I'm… property… property doesn't get jealous of her owner having more property."

"Fuck, you're really that much of a pervert, aren't you?" It slipped out of Alex's mouth as he slipped deeper. In a deeper, almost growling tone, he added. "That makes three of us, sex slave. I'll fuck you until the certainty that you belong to me is etched into every fibre of your being."

The promise made her clamp down so hard, getting deeper into her became impossible for a few seconds. With kisses and strokes of her hair, he managed to pass the time until he could finally push the rest of him into her.

Alex sat up to look at the friend turned cocksleeve he was now sheathed inside of. She was slightly shorter than Tess and notably less broad in all senses of that word. Small breasts, hips of average width, and a build so lithe he could see his cock create a soft bulge where he filled her out.

"So full," Sofia swooned and caressed that bulge. "You're perfect for me, Master. There's no need to etch anything into me… it's… I am already a-all yours, head to heels."

Alex was back on top of the adorable, lithe woman in an instant. Their kisses picked up with renewed intensity. A muffled scream was lost in his mouth, when he pulled out and drove back into her now pleasantly stretched folds.

The moment did not just make Sofia moan. "Yes, train your sex slave, Master," Tess moaned encouragingly in the background.

"So virile," Yahui added in a much quieter tone.

"Making it really hard not to masturbate over here," Charlotte added in her ever mischievous tone. That she was dripping where she stood, hips wiggling from how frequently she shifted weight from one leg to the other, belied her joking voice.

Alex did not have the opportunity to respond. His tongue was fully occupied with exploring Sofia's teeth and wrestling her playful resistance into submission. Slowly, he pulled out again and then drove back into her with a hard plunge. The fencer moaned into his mouth. She liked it rough, that much was obvious.

As the pace increased, so did the 'PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!' sounds that filled the air, underlined by the moans of two women in the midst of self-pleasure and one French slut barely keeping her hands away from her cunt.

Sofia's first orgasm was a predictable one. Her moans went higher and higher in pitch and volume, while spasms and twitches became more frequent and intense. Fingers dug into his back, the grip of her legs became even tighter, and then all of her gripped him even closer. The grip was followed immediately by a universal loosening, then another tightening.

Amidst the climactic contractions of her muscles, Alex remained inside her. He was far from orgasm. His balls may have been heavier than five other orgasms in that day would have made him think, but he was far from backed up now.

As soon as Sofia's cunt was no longer gripping him like a vice, he was back to pounding her. He was plowing her like she was a field in the harvest season, making her virgin soil all his. "Mashtaaaaaaahr!" she screamed, her third orgasm finally making her back arc too much for the kiss to remain. He immediately moved to cover her neck in love bites. "Masteeeeer! Break me, break me, break me moooooooore!"

"Yessssssss," Tess hissed. "That's a good girl. Break for our Master."

"...This is pretty hot…" Yahui audibly admitted to herself, only realizing she had said it out loud when Alex shot a grin at her. The Chinese lady cleared her throat, but did not stop touching herself.

"Fuck, why did I say I would stand watch?" Charlotte whined, the inside of her thighs glistening with the wet trickles she had spread by her standing squirming. To her credit, she was still making sure nothing was unusual around them.

It gave Alex all the peace of mind to just keep on pounding into Sofia. "You and Tess are my property. I'll take both of you as much as I want. When I ask for relief your only question is how - Right?"

"YE—esssss!" Sofia shouted.

There was more to whisper into her ear, more ideas to present to her that were already bouncing inside her head. How long had she been dreaming of him doing this to her? He would find out later. Right now, even his respectable stamina was coming to its end.

Muscles burned from the constant thrusts and his cock was trembling with the need to release. Which, without a second's hesitation, he did. Plunging to the hilt into her, he came in the depths of her deflowered hole. As his seed filled her, Sofia had her fourth and final orgasm. Tess and Yahui raced over the finish line to the sight.

Ecstatic sounds filled the open space. All breathing halted, then resumed, ragged and loud. His cock stopped twitching. Her folds continued to wring every last drop out of him.

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It took another ten minutes for things to calm down notably. Alex found himself sitting in the shadow of a tree, Tess in one arm, Sofia in the other. Had someone told him this would be where he would be two days ago, he would have laughed - he might even have crashed the plane himself.

The joke surfaced the memory of Marvin. Among the constant activity, he had pushed aside the last moments with the pilot and the years that preceded that. Alex still wasn't sure how to feel. He wasn't sure if there was a definitive thing to feel. It had all come to such a messy end that he could not formulate a definitive response beyond just… moving on.

"We should start looking for a place where you can pound me into the ground," Charlotte said.

"Is that your way of saying 'a place to sleep'?" Tess asked.

"I ain't sleeping in this state. I have orgasm deficiency."

Alex chuckled and got up. "She is right we should find a good place to rest… bad news is that I got us too far north. There's no way we'll make it back to the place we discovered before night falls."

"We could just push on through?" Yahui suggested.

"Did you try to travel last night?" Alex asked and she shook her head.

"I fell right asleep."

"You can't underestimate just how dark it gets out here, especially in the first. Out here in the planes, the stars and moon might just give you enough light to navigate, but between the trees you won't see your hand before your eyes." Alex rolled his shoulders.

"We could sleep where the mist was, right?" Charlotte suggested.

The idea raised eyebrows. While that was indeed nearby, Alex wasn't exactly about to lose his mind to that fog again. 'Then again, how bad would that be?' he wondered. He hadn't woken up badly rested. He did assume that his recent libido increase partly originated from hat night though. 'Tess, Sofia, and Charlotte are clearly fine with me fucking them… Yahui not being is argument enough not to go there though.'

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"We'll go south-east," Alex said.

Usually staying in the middle of the jungle was inadvisable, with all of the predators and potentially poisonous plants about. After wandering this particular jungle for 1 ½ days, Alex was confident enough that the worst thing that could happen to them was aphrodisiac 'poisoning'.

"Do you hear that?" he asked.

The girls around him listened intently. They had been walking for the better part of two hours - as much as the climbing, jumping, and general difficulty of maneuvering the jungle terrain could be called walking.

They were in the very depths of the jungle, the centre of either this outcopping of a larger body further north-east or this island entirely. Alex could only be sure once they had explored the coast in its entirety. A project for tomorrow, at the earliest.

For this evening, he was now following something else.

"Is that… moaning?" Yahui asked.

"Sounds like it," Alex agreed and hastened a bit. If they had run into that fog the day prior, so could have anyone else.

The moans went from distant to loud and intense. Whoever was masturbating was doing so with a degree of need that exceeded shamelessness by a large margin. It was so bad that only the adrenaline kept him from getting a massive hard-on.

They followed the desperate waiting and arrived at a cliff wall. It was entirely covered by surrounding trees, making it practically invisible until they stood right in front of it. The moans came from an opening in the rock, about three metres up.

Alex did not lose a single second and began to pull himself up the rock. The hold offered was better than the tree climbing earlier by a long shot and the distance only a third of it. With one last pull, he peeked into the cave.

It was an alcove. The opening gave room to a sizable chamber that extended behind the hard cliff wall. In it, on a bed made of piled up leaves, laid a singular woman and origin of the moans.

She had dark skin dark enough to betray some African origin, but not so dark to make Alex believe she was the Kenyan that had been on board. She was tall and curvy. Her tits were large and so firm, Alex would have believed they were fake had he not currently been looking at her kneading one of them. Her other hand was south of her wide hips and toned stomach, between smooth thighs. Fingers pumped in and out of her cunt in a desperate attempt to take care of her lust.

Her hair was short and shaven. Her lips were a deep red. Her eyes, Alex could not see for a long while. She kept her lids clenched tight. Orgasmic shivers were running through her, too weak to dissolve the state she was in. When she did open her eyes, the green orbs immediately snapped over to him. Nostrils widened, taking in his scent.

"F-ffuuuuck meeeee," she pleaded.

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Alex wanted to. He really, really wanted to, but he could not. Not without exhausting other avenues first, The last thing he wanted to do was take advantage of a drugged up woman.

The pumping of her fingers continued, while he turned to address the other girls. "She's clearly been affected by something like the mist. Doesn't look like it'll clear on it own." To underline the point, the woman howled from another, unsatisfying orgasm.

Before anything else, they all entered the cave. The other women had a look at the survivor they had found. "That's Valeria," Tess said. "...I don't know what's best to do about this…"

"We can't leave her like that…" Sofia muttered.

"I concur," Yahui said and let out a long sigh.

"Fuck me, plee–eassssse!" Valeria moaned, barely present of mind enough to spread her cunt for him to see. It was clear her attention was on him. The situation, at least by the estimation of her scrambled brain, required a man's touch.

"Guess the decision is yours?" Charlotte asked, less certain than usual. Everyone knew this wasn't exactly a morally white situation.

Alex contemplated it for another few seconds, then came to a decision. "I'll do as little as I have to," he said and stepped forwards.

Valeria let hear a rumbling groan of relief when he touched her. His fingers glided over the utterly drenched entrance of her quivering quim. Two of them easily slipped inside, while Alex got comfortable next to her.

"Yes…. ye-e-esssss," the dark-skinned woman hissed. His fingers were thicker than hers, making the previous… however long she had been stuck like this, largely unimportant to how tightly her folds clenched around his digits.

Admittedly, Alex did not consider himself skilled at the art of fingering a woman. He looked for the sensitive spot many females had in the roof of the entrance area, but was unsuccessful. All he did was wiggle middle and ring finger inside her at a feverish pace.

Valeria was in a state where even that unrefined approach had her wind around on the bed of leaves. Her back arched. She squeezed and twisted the nipple of her grasped breast. Following intuition, Alex latched onto the other, delivering love bites to the sensitive crown of her chocolate mounds. Her skin tasted salty from sweat.

Within two minutes, he had brought her to yet another orgasm. The desperate tones with which she howled were no different than that of the releases she had given herself. His fingers accomplished nothing. "Fuck me, Fuck - meeeee!" she continued to plead.

Admitting defeat, Alex went one step further. From laying besides her, he moved to between her legs. Shapely thighs pressed against the sides of his head. The drenched folds before him were a dark shade of pink, turning into a brighter, more virgin shade past the outer lips. Fat mons were spread by his thumbs, allowing his tongue to react as much of her sensitive tissue as it could in one lap.

Valeria gasped at the administrations of his tongue. Licking and circling the button of her clit, her made her wind where she laid. She tasted faintly sweet and mostly salty, still from the sweat. In terms of oral, she was certainly a pleasant taste and sight. Gazing up her flat midriff to the quivering of her tits was extremely pleasing.

Pleasing as it was for him, it offered no true relief to Valeria's rut. In fact, despite the fact that Alex was more confident in his tongue game, the oral application seemed to do barely any better. She came, which was as much of an accomplishment as staying up on a bicycle with training wheels, but the pitch did not change at all. If anything, her frustration had grown.

"FU-uuuck meeee alreadyyyyyy!" she yelled.

"I think I exhausted my options," Alex said to the women behind him.

One after another, they gave him hesitant nods. Now that the only two options had become fucking her or leaving her like this, Alex's proverbial hands were bound.

Getting on top of her, he aligned himself with her cunt. She even spread herself for him again. "Yes, oh fuck yes, cock! Stuff this cunt! Cock, cock, yes!" she babbled like a mad woman. Then, she screamed like a wanton whore.

Alex had only just started pushing into her and she was already cumming. Legs wrapped around him, urging him deeper. She was tight enough to be a virgin, something that Alex was slowly becoming an expert in. If this was her first time with a man, that'd be his third deflowering in two days.

Unlike the last two virgins he had claimed, Valeria did not require nor want any time to get used to his girth. All she wanted, all she needed, was more. Her heels pressed into his back, pulling him deeper and deeper inside, while orgasmic shudders made her writhe. Tits bounced and jiggled with every curving of her spine. Thrashing motions accompanied unsteady screams.

Ramming the last third into her, Alex was entirely enveloped by her. The thrust made her green eyes roll up. Renewed intensity made her scream echo off the cave walls. Her pussy squirted clear liquid all over their joined sexes.

"More cock! Always needed cock!" Valeria rolled her lower body. "Pound me! Use me! Make me your cock mitten!"

Alex would have laughed at the choice of word, had he not been between mild guilt and just how tightly her shifting folds were holding him. Strong legs were holding him in place, making thrusts harder than he wanted them to be. 'Let's just solve both my issues,' he thought and grabbed the tall woman by the waist.

She was minorly taller than him, but she was far from heavier than him. Between a muscular man and a muscular women, the difference was stark and so he had very little issue lifting her and turning their positions around. Valeria now straddled his hips.

"Work it out of your system," he encouraged her.

The words barely registered. Her hands running through her buzz cut, the dark-skinned woman began to bounce near instantly. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she shouted each time her ass landed with a loud 'Plap!' on his groin. "Fuck me! Impale me!"

Alex felt much less guilty now that she was in charge of the pace. Whenever her drugged up state would end, she could stop. Until then, he would do exactly as she asked. Holding her by the swing of the waist, he thrust up into her.

Head flying back, tits jiggling, the prime display of chocolate meat came once again. The relief in her voice was palpable, animated Alex to meet each of her bounces with a thrust of his own. The sounds of lust were elevated into a symphony of pure euphoria.

"Harder! Stud! Harder, fuck me!" Valeria kept on demanding and he kept on delivering. The more intense he got, the harder her plunges. This woman had stamina and she was using it to utterly ruin herself. "Yeesssshhhh! Drive that shtudlyyyy cock into meeeee! Oh fuck, I'm suuuuuch a neeeeedy sluuuuut!"

Her words slurred, as here sentences grew longer. What they were doing was clearly working. Spasming muscles reached a point of exhaustion. Valeria rolled her hips in circular motions, kneading her sweat-glistening tits. Alex rubbed her clit at the same time.

"Fuck, this isn't how I expected my first time to go," Valeria moaned.

"Sorry," Alex apologized earnestly. He was staring to draw his hand back, only for his wrist to get grabbed.

"Don't stop. The damage is done and I'm still too horny. Keep going, stud!" The consent was no longer dubious. A fact that gave Alex a second wind. His finger worked her clit at rapid speed. "Oh yessssh, stuuuuud! You make me feel all the things I dreamed about! This is sooooo much better than riding my vibrators! It's… oh fuck…. OH FU–uuuuuuu—--!"

Another squirt, even messier than the initial one, accompanied a cock-wringing orgasm. Alex needed more than just tightness, however. Grabbing her shapely ass, he thrust up into her again and made her bounce.

Even among her orgasmic spasms, Valeria met the motions. Eyes rolled up again, tongue lolled out, she was pressing out flat sentences on empty lungs. The occasional, "Stud", "Cock", or "More!" was audible. Beyond that, there were only the silent screams of a woman in multi-orgasmic bliss.

The pace accelerated and dropped with the shivers of her climaxes, but never dipped into the realm of 'slow'. "I'm going to cum soon," Alex warned.

The intention was to let her get off of him, but she just fell forwards. Agape lips found a point of focus on his. A heated kiss underlined the finale of their entanglement. Her ass never stopped bouncing. "Fill me with that heat!" she begged.

Alex hips bucked up. As deep as he could go, he was sheathed inside her. Then, all of his pleasure reached a fever pitch. The orgasmic clenching of her folds was all there was. He groaned and she kiissed him even harder. Tongues wrestled. Cum surged up his shaft. Spurt for spurt, he filled her up.

Together, they faded from bliss. The kiss still lasted. Their hands explored one another, while surges of seed petered out into drops. While he went flaccid, his energy faded as well. He struggled to stay awake. It had been a long day and this place seemed reasonably safe.

"Just relax, Master," Tess assured him.

And so, he did fade from awakeness as well.

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The waking mind rested and so the instinct stepped to the forefront.

The primitive mind was pleased. What a day it had been. Two women surrendered to the place that both he and they wanted most to be. No complicated layers to their relationships, no contracts forced on them by society, no norms to observe, just lust and love.

The body had evolved to keep up with the demands. The waking mind had to be given credit, it had made good calls and the world had reacted to the strength of its will. Not all was yet lost for reasons usefulness.

In the darkness of unconscious thought, Alex once more beheld the chain of himself. This newest link in the chain had changed under the surface. The loins were more productive, the muscles steeled with heroic purpose. A virile mate and a protector, as men should be.

Yet, it was not time to breed. The dangers were too many.

Dangers and challenges that could be steeled against.

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[EXP for the day:

Morning BJ: 10 EXP

Yahui Found: 5 EXP

Campsite Found: 5 EXP

Tess Saved and Enslaved: 50 EXP

Fruits Retrieved: 20 EXP

Sofia Found and Enslave: 20 EXP

Valeria Found and Pounded: 15 EXP

Total: 125 EXP

Level Up and 65/100 EXP

Pick your Stat Upgrade and your Change after that.]

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The waking mind had greatly improved in its usage of the tongue for communication. Speech was such a bothersome tool, as precise as it was prone to miss the mark. Gestures and posture usually did the trick, but it was good to be varied in one's approach. Nature benefitted those that could cast the net wide.

As the sex slaves mounted, adjustments were in order.

Alex beheld himself, then remembered the services he had received that day. The cum that had gone untasted. Proper training would show his women what they ought to do - but there was no need to make it anything but a treat for them.

A new Alex joined the row of daily alterations. Once again, there was no change outwardly. The change was in the loins, cum and precum adjusted to be, while not delicious, at least as sweet and tasty as could be allowed.

It was as much as could be done right now.

Done with his physical vessel, the instinct turned to its tethered.

Tess and Charlotte had began their changes, but it would take many days more before they became overt. There was nothing to be done there.

New connections, however, had been established.

The new sex slave, Sofia, and the woman that had given herself to him in heat first, then in desire of her own, Valeria. Two more to nudge to overcoming the limitations of what they were and to allow them to become what they truly ought to be.

Sofia was easily determined. A fencer deserved a sword and a sword deserved a wielder. Her essence was connected to the very concept of the weapon. In due time, she would find her chosen blade. It was, now, inevitable.

Valeria was… difficult. The unconscious mind did not want to nudge her before he knew who she was beyond an attractive female. Even the instinct had that degree of tact.

And so, the choices were made.

The work was done, the instincts pulled back.

The underlying mind settles within reality once more.

With the dawn comes a new chance at expanding life.