![]() Only by staying nude could their skin avoid the painful itching and rash. But the heat, the humidity, and the need to stay active collecting food, building shelter, and exploring, quickly chafed most of the areas that were covered. She mended their garments, and for a couple of days they stayed dressed. She had tried to stay civilized, she really had. He'd been brave during the chaos, getting them to a boat, helping the crew get it over the side, and then ruined it, just as a huge wave ripped him overboard, yelling at her, "Shit, cover up, will ya." Her last memory of him was that look of contempt as he was swept away. She remembered the despair she felt, just before the alarms started to ring. Their occasional wrestling matches early in their marriage had made him wary of getting physical with her. That wouldn't have been smart, since she was almost as tall as he was, and worked out regularly. That always got him pissed, and he usually walked out, looking like otherwise he might hit her. And we'll see just how popular you are when I take half your goddamn money, including the partnership." At least I know when you're gone, I won't be lonely. "The tits were your idea, remember stud? But I'm not giving them back. He had her get them augmented after Danny was born, even as he philandered with that first one. You looked like a whore." He was always making cracks about her breasts. You know I was just trying to have some fun, while you were probably playing kissyface with that blonde." They were always blondes. After that stroll on deck with little miss secretary hump, where do you get off with this shit. She retorted, less concerned with hiding their argument, "Why you rotten bastard. It looked to me like you were ready to rape him right on the dance floor." His words had been quietly bitter as they tried to not wake Danny. "Christ, you were practically drooling over that guy. Even on the small ship, he had led her into the same old arguments. She had walked out several times in the last couple of years, and this cruise had been a sort of last gasp for their marriage. But he had been hell in bed, and he kept her sexually satisfied except during his affairs. Her husband Jack had been a bastard, playing around casually, yet raising hell every time she flirted a little. But thinking back to that horrible night she and her son arrived here, battered within an inch of their lives, her husband washed away in the fierce ocean's roaring wildness, wedged in the small wooden boat, then awakening in this paradise, she reminded herself of their luck. She had been worrying about her idyllic perversion, feeling the ripples of excitement even as she pondered its morality. She was focused out to sea.Īs she scanned for a ship, or possibly floating deterius from the storm, Gina Thorne shook her head slightly. That was the island's peak, enjoying the warm wind as it blew harder than usual, flicking tendrils of hair around on her back. ![]() She was very fit, trim and muscular as she stood on the flat rock Only close to her could the tiny wrinkles around her eyes, and at her neck, betray a woman closer to forty than thirty. She stood straight, her arms comfortably loose at her sides, at ease with her nudity. Her narrow waist flared slightly to hips that framed a large triangle of thickly curly pubic hair, and finished in long legs whose thighs didn't quite meet at her groin. She was completely nude, with breasts that seemed impossibly high for their size. Her deep suntan set off large, heavily lashed eyes, a pert nose, and fleshy lips that always appeared pouted. Her black hair was almost to her waist, framing a face more seductive than mystical. The same phenomenon that had carried their liferaft here three months ago.Īn observor would not have thought of Prospero. All the storms did that, approach from the west, then veer off northward. But there was something magic about this island, and standing on it's highest point, still only a hundred yards from the beach, the far off thundercloudsĬrackled and flashed as she watched. ![]() Incest Sex Story: A remote island becomes an erotic revelation to a shipwrecked mother and son.Ĭaution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Fa/ft Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Father Daughter
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