Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: In the bushes outside your bedroom window.
|Introduction: The realization of the fantasies.|
That conversation had revealed several things to him that surprised, no, shocked him. It came as no surprise that Autumn wanted to spend more time alone with him, but it sounded like she had more than just friendship in mind. He could deal with that; despite the fact that she was a pretty girl, he had the willpower to resist her charms, especially now that he was forewarned. He also had a confirmation that the two girls were more than just friends as well. He wasn't sure how that affected things; obviously Autumn liked both men and women, and if she was already making love to one of the people on the island...
That didn't make it right for him to give in. She was still only fourteen after all.
The most shocking part of the whole conversation, though, was the complete reversal of the girl's personality. With him she was shy and timid. There in the hut with Cammy, however, she had been bold and even dominating. Could it be that he was wrong about her? Was she perhaps stronger than he had thought? Maybe it was just around him that she turned into a nervous, frightened little thing.
No, Cammy had mentioned before that she was that way at school too. So that meant that it was less about the effect Lance had on her than about the effect Cammy had on her.
He had heard that in a lot of cases, the dominant/submissive roles in a relationship were reversed in the bedroom. Maybe that was the case here. Most of the time Autumn was the submissive one, but when she made love with Cammy...
Made love with Cammy. That mental image returned. He could clearly imagine the two girls lying there in the hut, touching each other's bodies, exploring, fondling, groping...
He shivered again. That thought was having its effect on him physically. It wouldn't do to return to camp sporting an erection, so he had to do something about it. Fortunately, there was a source of cold water nearby. The biggest source of cold water on the planet, in fact. Right now, he felt he needed it. He made his way a couple hundred yards down the beach, then waded out into the sea.
When he returned to camp later that afternoon, the girls had left the hut and were sitting together in the sand talking cheerfully as if nothing had happened. Lance pretended that he hadn't overheard anything; now was really not the time to go into it.
Now that he knew that the girls were planning to leave him alone with Autumn, he wanted no part of it. Things were already spiraling out of control, and he didn't know if he would be able to control himself with the girls plotting against him like that. He still wasn't sure just how far they intended to take things, and he couldn't afford to find out.
He watched Autumn in particular for the rest of the day, though he deliberately tried not to look like he was watching. After the incident in the tent, she seemed to have returned once more to her shy, reserved self. There was something sexy about the vulnerable little girl that he knew; perhaps it was some kind of protective instinct in him, passed on from a primitive age. One the other hand, he had to admit that the voice of the bold, self-confident, aggressive girl had also excited him.
For the rest of the day, she seemed to act a little more affectionate toward him. She offered to help out as he chipped away the rocks in another attempt to make a couple of spearheads, she talked with him more than she used to, and she sat next to him at dinner time. Afterward, she knelt behind him and rubbed his shoulders, which felt altogether too nice. Her new attitude touched him; maybe that conversation yesterday had been good for her, and she had begun to open up to him. On the other hand, he also knew that she hoped for another chance to get him alone, and maybe her new attitude was an attempt to wear down his defenses so that she could take things further the next time.
Or maybe he was being paranoid, and reading too much into it. He couldn't be sure she even knew how to play those games. At fourteen and likely inexperienced in love, she probably didn't even know what she was doing.
He noticed Cammy watching the proceedings with suspicion disguised as disinterest. She did a good job of hiding it, but Lance knew her too well. She had always been a little protective of her friend, and a touch possessive of her big brother. With the two of them acting more friendly toward one another than ever before, no doubt Cammy was getting worried.
She couldn't be any more worried than Lance, though. At least if something happened, it wouldn't be Cammy's fault. Lance had to be on his guard, though, or things could get out of hand very quickly.
When they retired to bed that night, Lance made sure that Cammy slept between them. At least with his sister, the temptation wasn't as strong, though in all honesty, he couldn't deny that he felt a little attracted to her as well. That much he could manage, and even if couldn't, Cammy would never allow him to take advantage of her. With Autumn, he had his doubts. He lay on the mat for the longest time, staring up at the ceiling and wondering if he could stay strong enough to last until they were rescued.
When he awoke the next morning, he found that for all his refusal to be alone with Autumn, he had lost out in the end. Cammy was nowhere to be seen, but he found Autumn curled up against his chest. She slept quietly with a contented smile on her face.
He stared for a moment at her beautiful young, almost childlike features beneath a mop of disheveled yet nevertheless gorgeous hair, with a couple of strands falling over her face. Without thinking, he reached out and brushed them away.
"Mm," she hummed peacefully in that cute little voice of hers. Without waking, she slid her arm up his chest and took hold of his shoulder, snuggling up even closer to him.
That was almost too much for him to bear. He had fought valiantly against his own urges, trying so hard to keep from doing what he so desperately wanted to do, but now with the warmth and softness of the girl's nude body pressed up against his own, he found it difficult to restrain himself. He felt himself growing hard between the legs, not the first time it had happened but particularly inconvenient this time with Autumn right there with him. He couldn't afford to wake her or she would see the results of his unwholesome thoughts, nor could he afford to let her sleep because the longer she lay there the more his willpower slipped away. It just wasn't fair.
Autumn stirred, and he immediately closed his eyes. Maybe if he didn't move she wouldn't wake. Or if she did, maybe pretending to be asleep would keep her from being frightened by the sight of his erection. Or at the very least, she might just get up and leave him there, making no comment about it.
He could feel her rising up, but instead of standing, she merely reclined on one of her arms. Her other hand, which had been flung over his chest, now gently caressed him. Oh god! That felt too good. He could hardly stand it.
"Lance," she whispered, but he stubbornly refused to open his eyes. He couldn't afford to even speak to her right now; he didn't know what he would say. It would be best all around if she just got up and left him there in the hut. Let her go find Cammy, or eat breakfast, or something, anything but stay here alone with him and his mounting desires.
He felt a subtle shift in the position of her body, and realized almost too late that she was leaning in for a kiss. At the last second, he turned his head to the side. Autumn jumped, startled at the sudden movement.
"I'm sorry," he said. "Look, Autumn, I..."
"No, it was my fault," she replied. "I know you don't like me, so I figured this was my one and only chance, while you were asleep."
"Like you?" he asked. "That's not it at all. Autumn, I do like you. A lot. A lot more than is probably healthy, in fact. That's why you can't just go around kissing me like that. I'm afraid that these past few days, my thoughts toward you have been... well... anything but wholesome. If I were to let you kiss me, I don't think I could control myself."
"I don't see why that's a problem."
His eyes widened in shock. Did she mean what he thought she meant?
"Lance, I need you," said Autumn. "This is something I've wanted since long before we ended up here on the island. Maybe before we even started the sailing trip. I know I'm shy, and I don't do well around men. That's why it has to be you. I don't think I would be able to go through with it if it were anyone else."
She didn't let him finish. Despite his protests, she quickly leaned in and kissed him. She held her lips against his for the longest time, and although Lance tried to push her away, he found that his arms refused to move. As if his whole body conspired against him, he just lay there and let the kiss happen. And why not? His body had been wanting this for a long time; only his rational mind still refused. As he enjoyed the beauty of her face, the warmth of her body, and the exquisite taste of her lips, even his mind began to give in.
Eventually she drew back, and Lance felt a kind of disappointment that he knew he shouldn't. He gazed up into Autumn's beautiful eyes, and she smiled back at him. "Now wasn't that nice?" she breathed.
"Oh god, yes," he moaned. "That's just not fair."
She laughed. "I know. I'll do anything to get what I want, fair or not."
He suddenly realized what was happening. Autumn had switched her personality again, and now she was back to the strong-willed dominatrix that she had been with Cammy yesterday. The shy girl had disappeared entirely. That changed things a lot. That was something he hadn't even considered before. So far it had taken all of his willpower to resist the hesitant and uncertain Autumn. Against this new bold and self-confident Autumn, he didn't stand a chance.
He tried to push her away, but somehow his hand just ended up clinging to her hip. She smiled again, getting the wrong impression from his actions (or was it the right one?)
"You see?" she asked. "That's not so bad. You know you want this as much as I do."
"But we can't..."
"Who's going to stop us?"
"What if Cammy comes back?"
"She won't. I told her to take a long walk. A long walk. I'm sure she'll be gone all morning. I can be very persuasive when I want something this badly."
She certainly could! Lance knew he couldn't hold out much longer. She was just too damn beautiful, and soft, and downright sexy. He was certain that no man would be able to resist her charms, especially with her coming on to him so boldly.
She wasn't content to just lie there beside him, either. She climbed on top of him, pressing her body up against his. She took his hands and held them against the ground next to his head, effectively pinning him down.
"If it will make you feel any better, we can pretend you don't have a choice in the matter," she told him with a wink. "In fact, I'd be more than happy to go get what's left of the rope and tie you down. But we both know that you're much too strong for me to overpower you, so I would never be able to do this if you weren't willing."
She lowered her head and kissed him again, and only in his mind did he attempt to put up a struggle. She had the sweetest lips and the softest skin. Even after days of hard work and sleeping on the ground, she was as soft as if she had just stepped out of the shower. Her breasts in particular felt particularly nice against his chest, but that was nothing compared to the sensation of the outer lips of her pussy rubbing against his rock-hard cock. He also found himself enjoying her smell, a surprisingly tantalizing fragrance under the circumstances. Everything about her drove him wild with lust.
"You know in the end you're going to give in to me," she told him as soon as she broke off the kiss. "Why fight it? Whether you take me now or later, it's still going to happen. Why not give in sooner and have that much longer to enjoy me?"
Why indeed? She made an excellent argument. If somehow with some superhuman effort he managed to resist her until they were rescued, everything would be fine. But if he lost out at the last day, he would be just as guilty as if he let her have her way with him right now. And if that were the case, why shouldn't he just surrender right now and enjoy it?
When she kissed him on the neck, a shiver ran down his spine, and he knew at that moment what he would do. Lance slipped his arms around her and held her tightly to him. She moaned with desire and continued to kiss him all over the neck and chest. As she did so, she rubbed her pussy up and down on his cock, leaving a moist trail as she grew more and more excited.
It really was too much for him. He pulled his hands out of her grasp, then rolled her over onto her back. This time he grabbed her hands and pinned them down as he attacked her face and neck with his lips.
"Looks like I don't have to tie you up after all," she giggled.
"Only if you want to prevent me from ravishing your body," he replied with a grin. Now that he had made his decision, he was going to enjoy himself.
"So you're going to ravish my body?" she asked.
"You bet I am."
"And if I screamed, there would be no one to hear it and come to my rescue."
"No one at all."
"Well then, shut up and do it already."
He laughed, then released her hands. He didn't let her sit up, though, because he immediately leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. It was the first time he had tasted a girl that young, and it was heavenly. There was still that little voice in the back of his mind telling him that this was wrong, but he had stopped listening to it. He let his lips and tongue run all over her cute little tits, turning the nipples nice and hard. At the same time, her breathing grew deeper and heavier as the pleasure caused her heart to race.
She held his head to her chest as she moaned. He attacked her chest with ferocity, licking and sucking and nibbling at her tasty little nipples. He would make sure she would never forget this day, and he knew he would never forget it either.
As Lance worked on her chest, Autumn reached down and took hold of his cock, sending a wave of pleasure through him. He wondered if she had ever touched one before. Probably not; this must all be so new to her. Despite that, she seemed to know what to do. Her hand gently but firmly stroked it up and down, increasing his excitement. Like the rest of her body, the hard work and harsh environment had not affected the softness of her hand. It had been so long since a woman had done that to him, he was in danger of losing it right now.
But however long it had been for him, it had been even longer for her. He wanted to give her the same pleasure. He reached out with one of his hands and placed it between her legs. She opened wide for him, and he let his fingers slide along the groove, which was already wet with her excitement. Her moans increased in pitch as he fondled her and she wriggled around on the ground; she had begun to lose control of her body just the same as he had.
He wanted to taste it, he decided. His lips returned to her chest, but he began to kiss down her body.
"Oh Lance!" she exclaimed in excited delight as she realized where he was headed. He took his time, wanting to draw it out as long as possible to let the pleasure build. He kissed her stomach, circling the navel. She had the cutest, flat little stomach; still just a little skinny in her youth, she was already a goddess.
Then he reached his goal, and let his tongue run up and down her slit. She squealed with the thrill of the sensation. He gently pried the lips apart with his fingers and flicked his tongue against the inside and causing her to groan. She tasted wonderful, and the thought that he was the first man to do this to her added to the thrill of it.
Then he realized, he was the first man, but perhaps not the first person. His little sister Cammy had sampled the pleasure of Autumn's body. From the sounds of their lovemaking, he was pretty sure that Autumn had done this to Cammy, so probably it had happened the other way round as well.
For some reason, that excited him even more. The thought of the two girls engaged in such forbidden passion fueled his desire. Surprisingly, the fact that one of them was his sister made it all the better.
"But it's not fair of me to do nothing for you in return," Autumn told him.
"It's okay," he told her. "The feel of your hand is plenty."
"So you don't want me to return the favor?"
Lance lifted his head and stared at her. Did she really mean what he thought she meant?
"Lie down," she told him. Eager to find out how far she was willing to go, he spread out on his back. Autumn crawled over to him, then slipped one of her hands and one of her legs over him so that she positioned herself above him, facing the opposite direction.
"Now you may continue," she said, lowering her thigh toward his mouth. He eagerly accepted it, prying her open again and shoving it in deep. At the same time, he felt the most exquisite sensation on his cock, and realized that she was licking it.
For an inexperienced girl, she sure seemed to know what to do. Her tongue worked all over his extended member, teasing it delightfully and driving him into a passionate frenzy. It wasn't just out of a sense of obligation or fairness, either. She actually seemed eager to be doing it to him. Perhaps it was the same eagerness with which he reciprocated, a kind of excitement in their partners' pleasure. He could hardly believe that this shy little girl was actually doing this to him.
A moment later she shocked him again by wrapping her lips around it. He almost lost it right there, but somehow managed to keep control. No matter how much he wanted to let go, he knew she wouldn't appreciate that, and it might disgust, humiliate or even anger her. Maybe later he might bring it up for a future lovemaking session.
Lance noticed that in his own thoughts he had already accepted that this would be a permanent relationship, at least until they left the island. Maybe he would feel guilty about this first incident, but he also knew that once his desires took control again, he would lose all his willpower and surrender to Autumn's charms anew. She had conquered him completely.
The intense stimulation was having its effect on his body, and his hips began to move in time with Autumn's sucking. He moaned around her pussy as he lapped at it hungrily. Autumn giggled, partly at the effect she was producing, but no doubt partly just because of the almost ticklish sensation he was causing with his tongue. They both had heightened feelings in their nerves right now, which magnified even the lightest stimulation.
Considering how moist and loose she was right now, he figured it was time for the main event. He gently pushed her to the side, and she rolled over off of him. He sat up, then lay down next to her and kissed her on the forehead.
"Are you ready for me?" he asked tenderly, stroking her cheek.
"I've been ready since we first got on the boat," she smiled.
"And are you sure that this is what you want?"
She nodded. "But I want to be on top," she grinned.
Cheerfully, he lay down on his back. Though the ground wasn't particularly comfortable, the pleasure he would soon receive would more than make up for it. Besides, it would probably be more uncomfortable for Autumn to be underneath him, with his entire weight pressing down on her body. The springiness of a bed would help to mitigate that, but out here they had no such luxury. He didn't mind doing this for her, because to him, her little body hardly weighed a thing. Besides, he wanted her first time to be special, so he would do everything he could to make her enjoy it.
She climbed over him until she straddled his hips. Glancing down between them, she took his cock in her hand, eliciting another groan of pleasure from him. She positioned it at her opening, then slowly lowered herself onto it. She let out a sigh as she did so, as if all of her cares and worries since being stranded here on the island melted away as she finally achieved what she had been dreaming of.
Lance expected to hit a barrier as he slid inside of her; no doubt a shy girl like Autumn had never been with a man before. But instead, he felt only her youthful tightness enveloping him as he passed where it should have been.
"You're not a virgin?" he asked, surprised. Autumn turned red, and he realized how insensitive it had been for him to ask that.
"I'm sorry," he told her. "I just wasn't thinking. It wasn't right of me to ask something so personal."
"No, it's okay," she replied. "It really depends on your definition. If you really want to know, I broke my cherry last year by accident. I never told anyone, and I'd prefer not to talk about it."
"That's fine," he smiled. "But is this your first time?"
"This is the first time I've had sex with a boy," she nodded.
He noted her use of the qualifier, but didn't make a big deal of it. He knew the reason for that qualifier. He still found it a little hard to believe that his own baby sister had seduced her, despite having seen and heard the clear evidence himself. That would also be a conversation for another time. They would have to discuss it eventually; with Autumn having an affair with both of them, the three castaways would have to come to some kind of arrangement.
Right now, though, he didn't want to think about it. All he wanted was to relax and enjoy the delightful sensation of Autumn's hot body enclosing him.
Now he let himself go, thrusting upward into her. At the same time, she rocked her hips up and down on top of him. They soon found a rhythm, and let their primal instincts take over. At first Autumn sat up, kneeling over him. Lance gazed up at her beautiful face and reached out to fondle her chest. He ran his hands over them, squeezing her nipples between his fingers and massaging her little breasts. He loved the sight of her, the soft feel of her in his hands, and especially the tight, moist heat of her young pussy.
Then she laid her body down on top of him, mashing into his chest, and the warmth and softness all over his torso felt even better. How could he have ever thought that he would refuse himself such an exquisite delight? Not every man had the opportunity to make love to a girl like Autumn; he was one of the fortunate few. Right now, he was half convinced that he was the luckiest man alive. This beautiful goddess had deigned to give herself to a lowly mortal like Lance, unworthy as he was of her.
"That's it," she moaned. "Pound me hard. I want it. I want it bad."
Again that slutty little dominatrix was taking over, which excited Lance even more. He thrust in hard and deep, causing her to squeal with pleasure. She felt so hot and tight around him, he could hardly believe it. A couple of days ago he could never have imagined that he would ever get this chance, and now here he was, drilling into her sweet, young body as she begged him for more.
She wasn't quite tall enough to be able to kiss him on the lips, but she kissed him all over the chest, passionately, desperately, even greedily. He loved the feel of her lips on him, the quick touches that added more stimulation to his already over-stimulated body. Whether she knew how much pleasure it gave him or simply did it instinctually he couldn't tell, but it really didn't matter.
A minute later he sensed a change in Autumn. Her body began to tense up as her moans increased in pitch and tempo, and he knew it wouldn't be long now.
"Oh god!" she cried out. "Oh Lance! I... I..." Then her words cut off in an orgasmic scream as she reached her climax. She gripped him tightly as the throes of her orgasm pounded into her, causing her body to shudder almost violently.
The sight, sound, and feel of her in such extreme pleasure, and the knowledge that he was the one causing it, set him off as well. He felt the building fire in his loins, and didn't even try to hold it back. He thrust as hard as he could into her and released his seed. His entire body jerked over and over again, the rhythm of their lovemaking turning into the uncontrolled spasms of ecstasy. They both wailed in pleasure as they hit the peak.
Then the pleasure dropped off, and they came down from that angelic high, holding each other tightly in a loving embrace. The violent spasms reduced to minor twitching as the remnants of their orgasms still shot electrically through them, then even that disappeared, leaving only the warm glow of satisfaction and love. Autumn lay her head down on Lance's chest with a happy smile, and he held her to him, expecting at any moment to feel the guilt he had predicted, but finding instead only love for this sweet young girl.
"Autumn," he whispered.
"How do you feel?"
"Happy. I'm so happy, Lance. I've wanted this for so long, and now it's finally happened to me."
"So you're not bothered by the fact that I'm eleven years older than you, and that in any civilized society I could go to jail for what we just did?"
"I won't tell anyone if you don't," she smiled.
He laughed, then kissed her on the forehead.
They held each other like that for a while longer, both exhausted and both content. Autumn even fell asleep like that, and Lance lay there caressing her back with his hands, no longer worried about making a mistake, because he had already made it, and it turned out to be the best thing that had ever happened to him. He began to feel drowsy himself, and decided not to fight it. He closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
A few minutes later he heard something moving outside the hut, but through his groggy and exhausted haze he didn't think about what it meant. Only when he heard a gasp at the entrance did he open his eyes, to see his sister Cammy standing there, eyes wide and a hand over her mouth.
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