3 comments/ 8112 views/ 0 favorites An Island Escape By: lustprincess Max ran a hand through his wavy black hair and looked out at the turquoise waters of Bermuda. He sat back and sipped on his swizzle while plunging his feet into the warm, pink sands. As he closed his eyes to drift off to sleep he thought, Man it was a good idea to rent out this private cabana.... ...SLAM! Max awoke with a start by the sound of the screen door slamming shut. It had annoyingly jolted him back to reality before he could finish his dream. What a dream..the girl had been there and he had been holding her in his arms, kissing her, holding her, and running his hands all over her body. He had groped her perky, soft breasts and kissed her neck while watching her writhe on the sand in pleasure. He saw her mouth inching closer and closer to his long, hard cock..and then was rudely awoken. Angrily, he turned around to see what ingrate could have possibly awoken him from his slumber. ..from his secret wish to be close to the girl that he desired so much more than he would ever let her know again; the girl who even he was able to admit, he was scared to fall for again but wanted to so badly. And then, his breath was taken away. She was there, standing just outside the door with some fruity drink in her hand. The wind lifted her brownish blondish hair and played with it. She brushed it out of her eyes with a hand, perfectly bronzed like the rest of her body and accentuated by a men's white button down shirt that was cuffed at the elbows. She arched one eyebrow at him; asking a silent question with her chocolate colored eyes, can I come over? Before Max could even nod, Bree saw the look in his eyes. Max's eyes greedily devoured Bree's appearance as he felt his cock start to harden and throb, practically begging her to come over. He watched as she sauntered over to his towel. Bree's hips swayed with every step and her breasts jiggled ever so slightly. When she sat down, Max could smell the familiar scent of her shampoo, her deodorant, and light sprits of perfume. All the while horny, he relaxed a bit because of Bree's presence. He felt like nothing could go wrong and all he wanted to do was to prove himself over and over again until Bree could not take it anymore without exploding in ecstasy. Max kept watching as Bree slowly unbuttoned her crisp, linen shirt, one button at a time. His heart skipped a beat when he realized that Bree was topless and in a black lace thong. "Would you mind putting some sunscreen on me?" Bree asked with a playful look in her eyes, as she handed Max the sunscreen. Max's strong hands worked the lotion into Bree's back, loosening all the knots and helping her relax. Once he finished, he paused and said, "Turn around," in a sultry voice. Bree slowly turned onto her back, exposing her bare chest and tan, flat stomach. As Max started applying the sunscreen to Bree's stomach, Bree began to squirm, but then immediately froze once his strong hands reached her breasts. He massaged them both, squeezing and releasing. Then, his fingers danced across her breasts, stopping at her nipples. Max pulled and twisted them, and looked up to see Bree biting her lip and looking at him like a starving person. So, Max did what felt natural to him... He took Bree's face in his hands and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. He kissed her like he never wanted to let her go, like all of their problems could be solved by this simple act of passion and intimacy. As Max's mouth worked with hers in an exotic rhythm, he felt her hands slide all over his back, her nails digging in and pulling him on top of her. Bree started to rub her lower body on his hard cock, trying to get herself off from the pressure on her clit. Max realized what she was trying to do and tried to force himself to pull away from her. But he couldn't. Max sat up and took one look at the pink flush that had begun to spread all over Bree's body and wasn't able to hold himself back. As he started kissing her neck, Max heard her moan and felt her squirm. He took her hard little nipples into his fingers and pinched them until he heard Bree's sharp intake of breath. With that intake of breath, Max started grinding his pelvis into hers. Bree felt Max's mouth kiss lower and lower until he reached her thong bikini bottom. She watched as Max's face lit up as he peeled it off and her sweet scent hit him. Her womanly scent drove him crazy and he ripped off her bathing suit while he turned her around. Bree saw Max's eyes pop out of his head when he noticed her juices dripping down her legs. SMACK! Matt spanked her so Bree would know what a naughty girl she was. He couldn't hold back any longer once the pink flush of her horniness spread to combine with the hand print on her ass. He plunged all the way in, holding onto her hips. Max slammed into Bree with animalistic force and felt her tight, wet, warm pussy surround his cock. He wanted to make Bree his with every thrust, wanted to make her feel his pain and anger with every pound. Then, he pulled out and turned her around and plunged his dick into her mouth. Bree felt Max intertwine his fingers in her hair as she sucked on his throbbing dick, giving over all power to Max. She was his and couldn't do anything about. The thought of owning Bree sent Max over the edge and he released his hot, sticky load into her mouth. She moaned with pleasure, knowing she had pleased him. Max let go of her hair, so Bree took a sip of swizzle to get the salty taste of cum out of her mouth. He looked deeply into her eyes and kissed her sweetly as his hands ran up and down her back. Bree sighed with contentment and Max felt chills on her back. Suddenly, he felt something on his wrists. Max looked down and realized he was cuffed. Bree had deceived him into thinking that he had all the power. "Call me mistress," she said, leading him into the house. An Island Escape Ch. 02 Bree led Max in the house, slightly nervous, because she had never been the one in charge before. Sure, she had tempted Max beyond belief, but never actually taken control. "Go meet me in the bedroom," she instructed, "or else you'll be punished." "Ok." Max replied. "Excuse me?" Bree asked sharply. "Ok." Max repeated. THWACK Bree smacked Max's butt. "When you talk to me, you will say 'yes Mistress' or 'no Mistress.'" "Yes Mistress." Max wandered down the hall into the bedroom. He saw that Bree had attached ties to both the headboard and footboard. Not knowing what was in store for him, Max walked over and plopped down on the bed and closed his eyes. Then he felt it- the intense pressure of someone's gaze. Max opened his eyes and once again his breath was taken away. Bree's fierce brown eyes bore into Max's exposed chest. He felt her eyes graze over his entire body. Max's skin tingled when he saw that Bree's eyes had changed..she lusted for him. He could almost feel the animal magnetism passing between their bodies. Now it was his turn to tempt her in. Max finally let his eyes caress Bree's body. "Wow," he breathed. Bree was wearing a hot pink lacy bra shelf. Her bare breasts were exposed to his hungry gaze, the nipples hard. All she had on the bottom was a matching hot pink, lacy thong. She marched over to where Max sat, clearly with a purpose. "Suck on my nipples, slave," she demanded. Max obliged, sucking on her nipples as hard as he could. He felt her shudder as his tongue flicked across her nipples. "That's enough, you've pleased me." Bree said, "Now, lie down." Once again, Max did as he was told. Bree tied his limbs firmly to each bed post. Then, she got out a silky lace scarf and blindfolded him. Bree then started to kiss Max all over his body. She started at his mouth, then worked her way down his neck, tentatively stopping at his collar bone, then down onto his waist and across his abs. Max started to writhe, his body much more sensitive than it usually was, because his sight was taken away. Bree looked down. Max's long, hard cock was teasing her, practically calling her name. She felt her pussy moisten, craving for it to be inside her, filling her up completely. Instead of giving into the siren song of his dick, Bree kept on teasing Max. She kept her trail of kisses, avoiding his crotch completely. Bree caressed his inner thighs, the backs of his knees, and down to his ankles, and then back up again. Max began to moan now. He almost couldn't take this torture. Then, all he felt was pleasure. Bree had lowered herself onto Max's erect cock. Only her hot, wet pussy touched his cock. No other parts of their bodies were touching. She pumped up and down, faster and faster, trying to get herself off. Then, Bree came. Max felt all of her juices dripping down his cock. "Mistress may I cum?" Max whimpered. "No, not until you pleasure me completely," Bree said, untying Max's wrists and ankles from the bed post, giving him free range of motion. He ripped off the blindfold and his raw energy took over as he saw her breasts jiggling with every one of her thrusts. Even though they were still in the shelf bra, they moved in time with her pumping. He looked down and saw that she still had her lacy pink thong on. Little did he know before, Bree's thong had no crotch- the perfect piece of underwear for fucking. Max couldn't contain himself. He pulled Bree off of him and turned her around. "Hold onto the bed frame, Mistress, I want to please you," he grumbled. Bree did as she was told, not caring that her slave had just made a demand of her, she wasn't that good at this Mistress stuff anyway. Max grabbed a hold of her hips and fucked her tight little pussy. He felt the warm walls clench against his dick with every time she came. His dick kept throbbing, the hot cum trying to escape from his shaft. "Max, I'm cumming, cum with me...NOW!" Bree squealed. Max thrusted harder and faster, reaching around to rub Bree's clit with one hand and pinch her nipples with the other. He felt her have a massive orgasm..then he let himself go. He shot all of his cum into her pussy. It felt so good that Max didn't think he would ever stop cumming. When he finally stopped, he let go of Bree and they both fell onto the bed. Max held Bree for awhile. They slowly ran their fingertips all over one another's bodies and kissed each other as passionately as any two people could. As they were drifting off to sleep, curled up in each other's arms, all Max could think was, "I love this woman and I can't wait to see what happens next."