3 comments/ 12450 views/ 9 favorites Summer on the Isle By: Grillytilly "I'm not going." John said forcefully. "It's the last time. Don't you want to see everyone one last time?" His mother was very disappointed to hear his answer. "No." John was floored by the question. "They don't want to see me and the feeling is mutual." "That's not true. Last year everyone missed you." "Don't you remember what Carol and Susan did to me?" "I do and they're sorry. That was two years ago. Can't you forgive them?" "NO! I'm not going. That's final." "Johnny, this is the last time." "Good. I'm glad. Next year you'll finally know to not even ask." "The island looks so beautiful and we have some big news we want to tell everyone." "So what." "There has to be some way I can convince you." John thought it over for a moment. This was a rare occasion to milk something out of his mother. "If I go then you have to pay for my girlfriend to go too." "John, this is just supposed to be for us." "Right, which is why we take these trips with three other moms." "That's not fair. We've all been in this together from the beginning." "Mom, these trips aren't for me or the other kids. They're for you and the rest of the moms. We're all grown now so I wouldn't be surprised if everyone else just didn't go. You and the moms should just go, have a good time, and leave us behind." "You're 19. That's hardly grown up." "It's grown up enough for me to be able to say I'm not going." "You'll have a good time." "Unless the island is the size of Australia I just don't see how it's going to be large enough for me and Susan." "What about Carol?" "Or Carol but especially not Susan." "I'm sorry you feel that way." "Well, somebody ought to be sorry about what happened." "Last year they both apologized so many times for what they did." "If they really want to apologize then they can do to each other what they did to me." "That doesn't sound like a very constructive..." "That would be great to see them running naked in the streets of Paris being chased by the cops." "That's an image I can live without son." "Oh, I'm sorry. Does it bother you to hear? Must be so tough to listen to what I actually went through." "I'm sorry..." "Jail mom. I was in a French jail." "I know, honey." "For all I care Carol and Susan can go jump off the Eiffel tower." There was a moment of silence as John mom decided not to push him anymore. "I'll let everyone know." "Good. And tell Susan I hope..." "John, the day will come when you'll realized you should have forgiven them." "That day is not today." "I'll get you a ticket in case you change your mind." "You want to waste money that's your business." It was a strange feeling to actually win an argument with his mom. John was right. How could she ever expect him to go on one of their group vacations after Paris. Even if this was the last time and the usual two month vacation had been reduced down to three weeks, it didn't matter. John wasn't sure he'd be able to restrain himself from wanting to strangle Susan if he ever saw her again. The girls had played pranks on John before but in Paris they crossed a line. John had been feeling like he didn't really belong in the group anymore even before Paris. The group consisted of four single moms and their kids. The moms had been best friends going all the way back and they devised these vacations as a way of letting the kids be friends as well. That plan worked pretty well for the other kids since they were all girls. There was of course Carol and Susan but there was also Penny, and Melissa who was Carol's twin sister. John was the only guy and as he became a teenager it was obvious that he didn't really want to do any of the other things they wanted to do. ... The July 4th holiday came and John rode out to his girlfriend's house on his motorcycle. His girlfriends' father didn't like the thing and had strong feelings about motorcycles in general so John had to park it at a gas station and walk the rest of the way. John rang the doorbell and eventually Jill answered. "What are you doing here?" she asked very concerned. "What do you mean?" "I thought you were going away with you mom. That's what she told me." "No. She's going, I'm not. And even if I were going they aren't leaving for two more days." "Oh. Ok." "Nobody home? You have me all to yourself." "John, listen. I'm sorry. We're all going to see the fireworks and we don't have room." John looked over at the driveway and her dad's car wasn't there. It was a bit late for them to just now be picking Jill up. Jill was acting suspicious. But John wasn't about to accuse her of anything unless there was something a bit more solid than being surprised to see him. "Ok. I'll see you tomorrow." "Right. See you..." as the words were coming out of her mouth someone fell from the roof onto the grass on the side of the house. John didn't listen to whatever Jill was saying. He dashed to the corner to see what had happened and Tony was on his back in pain. "Tony." "Ow." John looked back to Jill was had a very guilty look on her face. She hadn't realized that Tony was hurt yet. John ran over to Tony to try to help him up but Tony yelled out in pain. "Where does it hurt?" "My leg. I'm sorry man I was just trying to..." "Save it." said John as he got out his phone to call for an ambulance. "I thought I could make it." "That Tony." Said Jill as she came over to them. "Always falling off random houses." John gave her a look that he hoped would communicate that he was not an idiot and knew full well what was going on. But as angry was he was, Tony was hurt and that took priority. At the hospital Tony went into surgery and John waited to see how he'd turn out. He got a text from Jill but he didn't' read it. She couldn't even be bothered to leave the house. He heard the fireworks going off outside but he wasn't in the mood to look. It was some time but they eventually let John go back to see Tony. His leg was in a cast. He'd hurt himself a lot more than he expected to. "What's up?" "Ay, man." "Well, now we know not to jump off buildings." "I'll say." John sat down at his bed side and waited. The two guys avoided eye contact for a bit and then there were a few efforts to clear their throats. "I'm sorry, man." said Tony. "Do you love her?" "Um..." "Yes or no." "Yeah. I think I do. I really think I do. I love her. I love her a lot." "Does she love you?" "I don't know. I hope so." "And neither one of you thought to run this by me." "I'm sorry, man. I'm really sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. Just, you know, she was there and ..." "I don't need to hear." "Sorry. I'm just so ..." "I called your parents but they're still out of town." "Dude. You're one of my best friends. I'd never..." "Stop. Stop talking. You're making it worse." "You probably want to punch me." "It occurred to me." "Go ahead. I deserve it." "I'm not punching you while you're in a hospital bed and can't even get away." "Seriously. Punch me. I can take it." "Don't worry about it." "No. I want you to punch me. Go ahead. Punch me. If it'll make you forgive me then you can punch me everyday." "I'm not going to punch you. If I let you off the hook like that then I'd have to punch Jill and that just wouldn't be right when her new boyfriend is laid up in the hospital." A nurse came and told them that the doctor wanted Tony to get some rest so John got up to leave. He paused at the door and turned around. "I'm not going to punch you but I will forgive you. If you love Jill and she loves you, I won't get between you." "Really?" "Yeah. You should have told me first but it is what it is. Besides, it's not like I'd want to date her after this." "Wow, I'm going to go down in the world record book." "For what?" "First person ever forgiven by John Basilo." "What are you talking about? I forgive." "When? Dude, you have a shit list so long I can't see how you keep track of it." "That's not ..." "You refuse to buy or even use a pen just because the company that made it sold you a faulty pen once way back in 5th grade." "They should go out of business." "You began every conversation with Mrs. Collins by calling her a liar." "She was a liar." "Listen to yourself. You never forgive." "I just forgave you." "I know. Thanks man. It means a lot to me." "I do forgive sometimes." "Name one other person you've ever forgiven besides me." "Jill, obviously." "Right." "I do forgive. I forgive a lot of people." "You know I think there's one of those pens in the drawer here." "I've forgiven so many people, you just don't even know." "Ok. I believe you. But none of them appreciate it as much as me." "Well, you better appreciate it." "So, we ok man?" "Yeah. We're ok. Well, you're not exactly ok. You have to spend the rest of your summer in the hospital." "You think Jill'll come up and see me?" John just gave him a look. "Too soon?" asked Tony. "Yeah, way too soon." ... John had a lot on his mind. He got a call from Jill but he didn't answer it. He'd let Tony tell her she was ... forgiven. Tony must have just been messing with him because John forgave people. He forgave a lot of people. He forgave ... He distinctly remembered forgiving ... Ok, now that he thought about it there weren't a lot of examples of him forgiving people. But that was only because he was so easy going he rarely took offense to anything. People would say sorry for little things they had no business being sorry about. You don't have to say sorry for accidentally bumping someone's chair. Wave it off and make sure the person never walks near you again. Someone rips a page in a book you lend them, it's ok. They don't have to say they're sorry. You just never lend books to them again and there's no problem. Sure, on some level he wanted that pen company to go out of business but that was only because it was illegal to stab their CEO in the neck with one of his defective products. John looked at himself in the mirror and came to the realization that apparently he really did have a problem with forgiving people. But he couldn't just forgive everyone. That would be madness. You have to hold a grudge about some things. Right? Right? John got out his travel bag and started packing. He called up the email for the ticket his mom had bought him and looked at the itinerary. He wasn't supposed to go for another two days but he really didn't want to stay home with the mood he had. He double checked he had everything he needed in his pack, he grabbed his passport and called a taxi to take him to the airport. It was a complicated mess but John was eventually able to exchange is first class ticket for two days in the future for an economy ticket on a plane that left that day and had an 11 hour layover in Hawaii. ... The island really was beautiful. It had a volcanic center but it encircled by coral islands creating a beautiful lagoon. John was there an entire day early but the hotel staff agreed to let him check into his room. Being on the island alone was actually extremely fun. He went to the beach of course but he wasn't just some lonely guy a the beach. He got to talking with some of the locals and they invited him to a party that night. The party was smaller and less rowdy than John was used to but there were some interesting people and he even got one girl's phone number. It didn't really do him any good since his phone didn't work in this country but it was a confidence boost to know he could get it. On his way home from the party another group of older locals invited him to go night fishing with them. John shrugged his shoulder 'why not' and got into the truck. After all, when you're having a great day why let it end just because the sun goes down. They went out to the dock and got in a boat and stayed out for about three hours. It seemed to be more about getting away from their wives than actually fishing but it was cool. Things took a turn when one of the guys named Denki offered for his daughter to marry John. John said he wasn't interested but the guy seemed to really want his daughter to marry the rich American who was on vacation. He showed John a picture of her and John had to admit, she was pretty hot. He didn't agree to marry her but also said he wouldn't be opposed to meeting her in person. John went back to the hotel feeling like he was the most desirable man on the planet. ... After such a long night John slept in the next day. It was 11 when he finally opened his eyes and staggered out of bed and down to the lobby to get breakfast. The food choices had already been switched over to the lunch menu but it was still free and John was hungry. He sat with a smile on his face and being very pleased with himself for going. This really was a nice place. He was still sitting there taking in the amazing view when he saw a taxi pull up to the front door and the group with his mom get out. There was some confusion at the front counter as the staff tried to tell them that John was already there and the rest of the group was incredulous. John heard Martha, one of the moms, say that the staff must not understand English very well but John knew they spoke English just fine. John debated with himself as to if he should stick around or leave but he figured he would at least say hi before he ditched them. John heard the elevator go up and then a couple of minutes later it came back down and he heard his mom calling his name. "Right here mom." She ran up to him and hugged him. "I'm so glad you changed your mind." "Yeah, well I would have been bored at home anyway." "Wait right here. I have to work some things out at the front desk." "I'll be right here." "I love you son. Thank you." His mom ran off to do whatever she had to do and John turned to the other tourist who was mentally undressing John's mom as she walked away. . "That's my mom you're checking out dude." This was something John had to correct a lot of people about. John's mom was only 33 and had a healthy body that made a lot of people think she was even younger. It was weird but all the moms were like that. John didn't think about why or how it had come to be. It just always was like that. When John was ten and finally asked about it; his mom who was only 24 just flat out refused to answer but promised to one day explain. The topic was dropped and never came back up; not even after watching the famous "are you my mommy" episode of Dr. Hugh. John sat back down at his chair and then was almost knocked out of his chair when Penny ran up and jumped on him. "John, John, John, John, John." "Ok, ok, ok, ok, get off me." Penny had a slim figure, olive skin with dark hair and she wore glasses. She was the meek one among the girls. "I missed you, John." she said as John stood up and then pried her off of him and set her down. John looked past her and there was the gang all there. "You too Penny. Hi Melissa, ... Aunt Martha ... Aunt Sophia ... Aunt Amy." They all said hello but Carol and Susan's faces turned pensive as they realized he didn't mention them. "So is everyone ready to go to the beach?" asked John's mom as she returned. There was a lot of agreement all around but then John added his opinion. "I went to the beach yesterday. I was hoping to do something else today." "John!" "I sort of have plans already. But look we have three weeks so I'm sure we'll have plenty of opportunities to do things together." "I want to stay and do what John's doing." added Penny. His mom obviously wasn't happy about it but she held it in and said she was happy to see him again and then the rest of the group went off to the beach dragging Penny with them. . John really didn't have any plans beside make a vane attempt to find that girl he met the night before or that guy's daughter. As he wondered around the lobby of the hotel he realized that he wasn't making much headway on either goal. There was a game room in the hotel with lots of machines in it but it didn't interest John. He passed the theater and went in for a moment to see some sort of acrobatic stage show going on but he didn't feel like watching the rest of it. He walked by an aquarium and then out of sheer boredom decided to try his hand at the golf course behind the hotel. He rented some clubs and bought some balls and then went out on the green. He had no idea what he was doing. He did what he thought was right from watching people play golf in the movies. He swung the club and completely missed the ball. It didn't matter. It was a laugh. He swung again and again he missed. That was when he heard clapping behind him. John spun around to see Susan in a two piece with a towel around her hips. John could feel his anger begin to boil up. It didn't matter to him that she was sexier now than he'd ever seen her. This was Susan and she deserved to be hated. "Is something funny?" "No, I'm just trying to encourage you." "I don't need anything from you. Now go to the beach with the rest of them." "I came back to see you." "Susan, I realize you have the capacity of a goldfish but I remember what you do not." "I remember..." protested Susan. "I remember..." remember interrupted John. "I'm sorry." "...the inside of the police..." "John, I'm so sorry." "You have no idea what I ..." "Please, I'll do anything. ANYTHING. Please John. I felt so bad about what happened." "Then why isn't it you with a criminal record?" "In France? That doesn't really count." "I can never go there again." "Do you want to?" "I might. You don't know. Ever heard of New Caledonia?" "I never intended..." "But it happened didn't it." "I know. I'm sorry. If I could take it back I would. I've thought about it everyday. Everyday, John. Please, I can't take it anymore. I'm sorry. I'm really, really sorry. I'll do whatever you ask." "For what?" "If you'll forgive me I'll do anything you want me to." "Why would you even care what I think of you?" "I care about you. You're my friend. We practically grew up together." "Two months a year does not mean we grew up together. And it's been at least ten years since we were anything close to being friends." "That's not true. Weren't we always close?" "No. You guys dragged me off to go shopping or to hear some stupid boy band. When did we ever do what I wanted to do?" "Our moms voted on what to do. I never had control over that." "I never saw you objecting." "John we had fun." "You had fun. You and the girls had fun. I was the pack mule who carried everything. And on top of that I had to put up with your antics and I couldn't say anything about it." Her left hand grabbed a fist full of her towel and she stood dejected as tears started to roll down her face. "I'm sorry." "Don't try to manipulate me." "I'm not. John, I ... I love you." "The last thing my girlfriend said to me before she cheated on me was she loved me." John got his clubs and was waking back into the hotel when Susan reached out and grabbed his arm. "Please" she said through her tears. "I don't know any other way to ask but please." "I really thought they were going to do something to me, you know." "I know." "No you don't. You don't know how scared I was. You can't make up for that." "John, if you'll let me, I'll try to make up for what I can." John sighed and pulled his arm away. "I'll think about it." "Thank you." "I didn't say I'd forgive you. I just said I'd think about it." John ran off before she started crying again. We brought the clubs up to his room and threw them into the corner. He was about to throw himself on the bed when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He was the guy who never forgave people. He didn't want to be that guy. Summer on the Isle Ch. 02 Susan and John made secret plans to get together again soon. The next day would bring with it a wet t-shirt contest and much needed to be seen titties and there might be opportunities for more of what Susan had to offer after that. It was a bit weird to think of Susan sexually. It was like a paradigm shift. She was Susan, his childhood friend, daughter of one of his mom's friends. She wasn't the girl with the pretty smile who liked practical jokes anymore. Now she was the blond with the athletic body and tan lines. This brought his thinking to the other girls. Carol and Melissa both looked very similar obviously though John could tell them apart. While they both had very distinct personalities and John almost never thought of them as twins, it was a different story when considering their physical beauty. They were redheads with green eyes and very fair skin. They had larger boobs than the other girls and their bodies were curvier. When Melissa wore lipstick her red lips contrasted with her skin so much that she could easily pull off the vampire look. Then there was Penny. She was the oldest of the kids but her body had yet to develop as much as the others, if it ever would. John was trying to think of her body but that just led to him thinking of Penny. Good old Penny. She was the one he was closest to. He talked with her more than the others. He usually spent more time with her than the others. When they were five or maybe six they had a pretend wedding. When they were eight and John got in trouble because he wanted to stay in the hotel room and play on the game machine Penny practiced for a year and the next summer she played the theme song to that game for him on the violin. When they were eleven Penny had a crush on John and he was her first kiss. When they were fourteen they were dance partners at a ball complete with ball gown, tux, and waltzing. When John got in trouble in Paris it was Penny who stood her ground against the police and tried to shout at them to make them let John go. The year John didn't go on vacation Penny was the one he did actually miss. She was the only one he had a picture of in his wallet. Of course those were the big things. There were also lots of little things now that John thought about it. No matter what was going on, Penny always seemed to find a way to get John a drink, even if it was just to get the pitcher of water and fill up his glass. She sent him a Christmas and birthday card every year. The cards didn't say they were from her but they didn't have to. Penny said she would send them and she did. John found himself thinking of Penny the way he had always thought of Penny. John was in his room wondering if he should go and see what Susan was up to. He didn't want to push it too much and decided instead to just go to bed and get up early the next morning. He drifted off to sleep and was almost about to dream when a knock at the door woke him up. John sat up and looked around. The knock came again and John got out of bed and went to the door. What time was it, he wondered. He expected to find either Jill or Susan or maybe even that cute waitress. He made sure to tell her where he was staying before leaving after all. But when he opened the door Carol rushed past him into the room. "Carol?" "Hi. Can I come in?" "Pony before the horse there. I mean ... wagon or is it carriage?" he said sleepily. "Close the door." "Right. What's up?" he asked as she pulled on his arm and led him back to his bed. "I talked with Susan." she said as she started to get him out of his shirt. "Do I need to be afraid the swat team's going to kick the door in?" "No. She told me what she had to do to get you to forgive her." She kissed him on the neck. "No. It wasn't like that. I didn't make her do anything." "It's ok. I want to." She straddled him and started kissing him all over. "You don't understand." "Don't worry about it. I want to do this." "But there's..." "I don't care that your girlfriend is here. I want my John back." "I forgave you already. Sorry, I didn't tell you." "And I forgive you." "For what?" "For being mad at me for so long." "I was completely in the right to be mad at you for so long." "You're right." she said as she kissed him and he tried to pull away. "You don't have to do this." "I . Want . To do . This ." she enunciated very clearly as she held his face with both hands and then put a kiss on his lips for finish. John was speechless as she began to grind her crotch onto his erect penis through their clothes. He didn't know how to tell her no. He didn't know how to tell her to stop. "But Susan..." "She gave me permission." "What?" Carol got his cock free and got off his lap long enough to get her pajama bottoms off. "If it helps just imagine I'm her." John didn't need to imagine anything. The moment his cock went between the folds of her pussy he found himself in a familiar place and started to thrust upwards. "Do you want me to call you my little whore?" "No. Does your girlfriend make you do that?" "Nevermind." "Kinda kinky, huh?" Sex with Carol was a different kind of experience. She had longer hair and softer skin if that made any sense. She liked kissing a lot, though not so much on the lips. She pushed his back to the bed and she brought her hips up and down on his cock. As she did that she seemed to be sliding her lips all over his neck and upper chest. It was like she was ice skating on a cushion of saliva. John reached around her to grab her ass. The tips of his fingers encroached in to spread her ass cheeks apart and he could feel her pubic hair. Carol wiggled her butt as she felt his fingers get close to her ass hole. "By the way..." she said as she enjoyed his cock. "What?" "I think you should break up with your girlfriend." "Done." said John as his climax was starting to build up. "This is so good. I'm going to have to transfer to your school." "Would Amy let you do that?" "As if she could stop me. This dick is just way to good to have to wait another year for. " "This is our last trip anyway." "Then I'm definitely changing schools." "You've got competition you know." "Date who you want just leave me some dick on the side, please." John couldn't argue with that. His climax was coming and he was almost there. He tried to control his breathing and he tried to please Carol. He was almost there but he didn't want to cum and leave Carol unfinished. Carol shifted her fucking to gliding her clitoris along the shaft of John's dick as she let it slide in and out. John got the buttons on Carol's pajama top undone and then got one of the nipples of her bouncing breasts in his mouth. As he began to suck and use his tongue to play with her nipple she climaxed and John felt a gush of wetness spread out from her pussy to cover his upper thigh. Carol paused for a moment and then let out a giggle. John looked up and she had a big smile on her face as she jiggled her tits in his face. Then she bit her lower lip and gave him a seductive look as she clenched the shaft of his cock with the walls of her pussy. "Oh, that's good." said John. "You like that, huh?" "What is that?" "A secret." She was thoroughly impressing John with her vaginal gymnastics when a very quiet knock came to the door. "Who's that?" "I don't know." "Yeah right." The knock came again. Carol relented and let John get up. She hid around the corner of the room as John got some pants on and answered the door. "Hey John." said Penny as John opened the door to see her and Melissa. "Hey guys. What's up?" "We didn't wake you did we?" "No, it's cool." "Penny has something to tell you." said Melissa. "Ok." "It's not that big a deal. I just wanted to know if you were ok. I saw your girlfriend out living it up and I wanted to make sure you were ok." "That's not why." interrupted Melissa. "You are ok, right John?" asked Penny. "Just tell him." said Melissa. "I will. Stop pushing me." "You tell him or I will." "What? What's going on?" "Penny wants..." "I'll tell him." said Penny. "John, will you spend the day with me tomorrow?" "Sure. What do you want to do?" "Whatever you want to do." "I sort of had plans to judge a contest but I don't know if it's your kind of thing." "I'm there. I'll make it my thing." "You sure. It's a wet..." "John, I'll be there." "Ok. Fair enough. Say, have either one of you seen Susan or Carol?" "Oh, are you going to tell them off?" asked Penny. "If he was going to tell them off he would have done it at dinner." objected Melissa. "Not with your mom there." countered Penny. "It's not that urgent I was just wondering if you knew where they were." said John. "Susan's doing karaoke but I don't know where Carol is." said Melissa. "Me neither." said Penny who added "When you yell at them can we watch?" "I'm not going to yell at them." "You should yell at them." "Anyway, I'll see you tomorrow. Ok?" "Ok. Night John." "Good night Penny." John closed the door and turned to the girl who had gotten under the covers of his bed. "Smooth. What made you ask where I was?" "If I'm asking then you must not be here." "I don't care if they know." "Well, I didn't know that and you hid so..." "I hid because I was naked." "You could have gotten dressed if you wanted to." "But I didn't want to." "So what exactly is going on anyway? You and Susan taking turns so something?" "It was just supposed to be a one off but now that I know what all the fuss ..." "All what fuss?" John got his pants off and got under the covers with her. "Ready for round 2?" "Nah, I was just going to go to sleep." "You can't leave me hanging here." "As if. Susan already finished you off." "So you're sleeping here?" "Why not. We're adults. We can sleep where we want. Don't you want to sleep next to a naked girl?" She was playing of course. Even as the conversation was going on she was spreading her legs to give him access. She was already so wet that once the head of his cock found her pussy it just went right in. John proceeded to fuck her passionately. He tried to suck her tits again but being on top didn't give him such an easy time of it. He settled for kissing Carol. She didn't let him get away with peck on puckered lips. She was very invasive with her tongue. As his cock was fucking her pussy, her tongue was fucking his face. John was able to sustain himself for some time. He tried out different rhythms and slightly different angles. It was very fun sex and he loved how smooth her skin was. Finally, he brought his chest all the way down on top of her and his cock head was pressed up against the upper wall of her vagina where here g-spot was. Carol had her lips on a random part of Johns shoulder and seemed to be sucking it with such force that John might bleed. She was having her second orgasm and right as John was about to cum himself and pull out, his cock slipped all the way in and she grabbed it with her pussy. Once his climax started there was nothing he could do as his whole body felt the shock wave of pleasure go through it. John was exhausted. He rolled off of Carol and without being able to stop himself he passed off into sleep. ... John felt movement and he slowly began to wake up. He felt a warm body next to him and without even opening his eyes he knew it was female and that she was naked. Her ass was pressed up against his cock and as soon as he knew that his cock began to grow. The girl brought her left knee up a bit and she exposed her pussy to him. He rubbed his cock against it to let the two get wet and then he found the hole and he started fucking her. She seemed to like it and started fucking him back. He grabbed her hips to hold her steady and she reached back to him to try to get him to fuck her deeper. John was awake enough now to open his eyes but his vision was still impeded by rheum. As he fucked the girl she tried to turn her head back to him so they could kiss. He felt her movement and leaned over to kiss her and that's when he realized this wasn't Carol. It wasn't Carol! He brought his hands to his eyes and saw Jill's brown hair. John stopped what he was doing as Jill continued to move her hips to fuck him. Should he do this? Should he let this happen? Could he dare say no to sex? She was naked in his hotel room. They were on a beautiful tropical island with the most amazing lagoon in the world. Most importantly, he was already fucking her and it would be a shame to stop now. John shifted her position and got her on all fours. His cock was still in her and he fucked her from behind with all the power he could generate so early in the morning. He slapped her ass a couple of times and plowed into her. "I'm glad I decided to sleep in here." she said. "Why did you sleep in here?" "I was supposed to be in with the mother of the twins but then we found out you had ... Oh that's some good ... we found out you had your own room so I was going to be in with your mom but last night I tried ... oh yes ... right there ... I tried the door and my ... uh ... my card didn't work. I tried all the door ... all the doors ... all ... the ... the" She grabbed two fists full of the sheet and threw her head around violently. She let out a sound that might be interpreted as anguish to the untrained ear. "Your door ... I saw ... naked ..." She lowed her head to the pillow and only had her ass up in the air. "You naked ... Why not? ... that's cool." She gasped for breath and her body began to shake. After a few moments of this her hole body seemed to collapse onto the bed. John followed her to the bed and tried to get his dick back in her but she waved him off letting him know that she'd definitely had enough for the moment. "That was good." she said. "So what was the story again?" "My key opened your door and I didn't feel like going to the front desk and arguing about it so anyway I saw you naked and figured that's how you roll so I got naked." "That's how I roll?" "Yeah. I mean I didn't think you'd sleep naked with your mom but you got your own room and it did smell like sex when I came in so I figured you had a girl in here." "You were going to sleep naked with me and another girl?" "I wasn't going to sleep in the hall." "But naked?" "When in Rome you know. Besides thankfully she wasn't here anymore. So who was she?" "um ... we don't have to talk about it." "Was it a local girl or one of the other tourists." "A tourist girl." "Look at you, hooking up. Moving on." "Yeah, very healthy." "Do I get to meet her? Does anyone in your family know? Is it serious?" "I think it was just a one time thing." "She's not some married woman is she?" "No. I don't think so." "You better find out before some angry husband comes looking to lop your head off." "Say, you do know that the only one here I'm related to is my mom, right?" "Really?" "Didn't anyone explain it to you?" "No. I thought the other women were your mom's sisters." "Do they look like sisters?" "No but ... maybe it was just in my head but your cousins kind of have ..." "They're not my cousins." "Right. The girls, they kind of have a resemblance to each other." "That's because you were looking at the twins." "But even the other two girls. It's easy to see how someone would think you guys were related. And you. I'm looking at you and ..." "No," John shook his head forcefully. "There's no resemblance." "There kinda is." "You're imagining things." "You never looked at them and thought that maybe..." "No. We're not related. That would be impossible. That doesn't even make sense." "Ok. Sorry. Down the wrong track. That's all." "I'll talk to the front desk and see if I can get them to fix your key." "Why? I can just stay in here with you can't I?" "I don't think my mom's going to go for that." "You mean you want a room to yourself so you can hook up." "Well, maybe there's that too." "If you get to hook up then I should get to hook up." "We're both single so ..." "Excuse me!" "We're both single. What did you think?" "I was hoping ..." "I need my freedom. I'm not going to be open to getting back together in any form until we get back to school. I wasn't even going to go on this trip except that I wanted to get away from you because I was so angry at you for sleeping with Tony." "I'm s..." "I already forgave you so you don't have to apologize. But I want my freedom. If you want to hook up go right ahead but pardon me if I don't want to sleep in the same bed you had sex in with some other guy." "There are two beds here." "Same room then. It's gross and weird." "So you still have feeling for me." "A bit, I admit. Why wouldn't I?" "But you hooked up." "Well yeah. It's my vacation that I decided to go on so I could get over the fact that my girlfriend was leaving me for my best friend. I'm allowed to hook up." "Don't you think that's a little unfair?" "My mom is paying for the trip. No, not unfair. And for the record, I'm not stopping you from hooking up. Just don't do it in here." "But doesn't it just seem right for me to be in here with you?" "Again, I don't' think my mom's going to be happy about it." "They you go in with your mom and I get the room." "Sorry. No." "You planning on hooking up again?" "None of your business." "I think you are. I don't mind. It's kinda sexy. I brought my camera. You want me to film it?" "I don't think the people here plan things out that far in advance." "Hey," she shifted her tone from playful to reflective "I didn't mean to hurt you with Tony. I was just being selfish." "Fine. Sleep in here if you want but don't bring any guys in here and don't complain if I have a girl in here." "Ok. You're the boss." "And if my mom asks just don't tell her you're sleeping in here. Tell her anything else but not that. Ok?" "Roger Captain." "Now if you'll excuse me I've got to get a shower and some proino before going to the beach to look at lots of girls' breasts." Jill wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss on the lips. "Have fun." Summer on the Isle He opened the door of his room and entered the hallway and there she was over by another door. She looked at him and then looked down. She slid her key card in the slot and opened the door. "Susan." he called out to her. She hung her head and walked over to him. John grit his teeth and struggled to get the words out. "I forgive you" he began to say slowly and as her head came up to meet his eyes he quickly added "A LITTLE. ... I forgive you a little." "That's ok. It's a start. I'll work on it. Just tell me what I have to do so you'll forgive me more." "It'll take a lot." "Let me get started. What do you want me to do?" "I don't know. I can't think of anything." "I'm sorry your girlfriend cheated on you." "It's not your fault." "I was helping by showing empathy." "Right. Hey, how about this. Any time we have a vote on what we want to do you have to agree with me." "You can give me something a little harder than that." "That can be pretty hard." "Not really." "I can make hard if you want." "No, don't go out of your way for me." "There's a wet t-shirt contest I was invited to tomorrow. They even suggested I could be one of the judges." "You want to look at my chest?" "Why not?" he said with a smirk. "We don't need to go to a contest for that. Just ask." "Nah. I couldn't go that far with it." "Why not? I'm here. You're here. I want to make things right with you. It's not like you've never seen me naked before." "Not recently." "We can fix that." "How did you do that?" "What?" "I'm not mad at you anymore." "I think you did that." "Crazy feminine voodoo." "John, do you want to see my chest or not?" "I can see most of it now." "Do you want to see the good parts?" she said as she pushed him back into his room and then closed the door behind her. John hesitated to answer. He took a breath. "Well if I asked to see the good parts..." "I'd show them to you." "I'd feel like it was wrong to ask you to do that." "What if you didn't ask? What if I just did it?" "That could be ok. Then it would be like you wanted to and well if they're out I'll look. You know I'll look. But it wouldn't make me forgive any faster." "Are you sure?" "Mostly sure." "Mostly? Let's find out." John watched as she pulled the string on her swim suit and her top came off. There was a definite physical change happening in John's body as he looked at her. He tried to remember how angry he was with her but those feelings were dwarfed this new positive feeling. "I don't mind showing you. John, I really care about you. I want to show you how much I care about you. And I promise I'll never betray your trust again." She pushed him to the bed and he sat down. She sat down next to him. There was something in her eyes John had never seen before. She went in for the kiss but stopped herself before their lips could touch and pulled back. They looked at each other for a moment longer and she went in for the kiss again and this time it connected. The one small tender moment exploded into a fast paced rush of passion. Her head went back onto the bed and John leaned over her. "Wait. You don't have a boyfriend do you?" he asked as he got his breath. "Position's open if you want it." The whirlwind of their intimacy saw John's clothes being thrown from the bed and Susan's bottoms getting kicked off. John looked down as the head of this cock was about to enter her pussy and was amazed at how quickly his feelings had turned over. This morning he hated her and now he was about to make love to her. "I knew it." said Susan as John cock began to fill her pussy. "What?" "You have got a big dick." "Not to brag..." "Slam." "Pardon?" "Slam me. Come on, pick up the pace. Don't you know how to fuck?" "That's enough lip out of you." John did as she asked and slammed his cock into her and took note of how her face contorted with each wave of pleasure that pulsed through her. "If a girl can have this why would she ever cheat?" "Dunno." "Come on, fuck me you fucking fucker you." "What?" "Call me a bitch." "K?" "Grab my wrists and hold me down and call me your little bitch." John hesitated. "Give me that dick you momma's boy." John just did what he knew how to do. The sound of their flesh slapping together as he drove his cock into her filled the room. "I'm going to make you lick my ass." "No way. Not unless I get to fuck it later." "You're going to fuck me in the ass?" "Will you let me?" "No. But maybe I can't stop you. You take what you want. You take me. Take me. Take me. TAKE ME." Her eyelids scrunched together and her upper lip retracted to her nose exposing her upper teeth as her lower jaw was held open. Her whole body started vibrating like a sex toy. "Did you cum?" "Not yet." he replied. She pushed him off of her and he was about to protest that he was not yet finished when she threw her mouth onto his cock sucked for all she was worth. For some reason the sight of her mouth on his cock really did the trick for him and he started to blast his cum into her mouth. When he was done he watched in fascination as she took the cum from her mouth and brought it to her pussy and rubbed it all around. "Call me your little whore." "You're my little whore." "You know it. Next time are you going to fuck me in up the ass?" "Do you want me to?" She gave him a lusty look. "Just do it John. Just say you'll fuck me." "I'm going to fuck you." "Where?" "Up the ass." She seemed to have another orgasm just from hearing the words. "And then?" "I'm going to take my cock from your ass and put it in your mouth." "In my mouth?" "Yeah, in you mouth." "My ass ... my mouth." Just talking about it seemed to be getting her off. "Maybe there'll be another ass there as well. You'll lick some other girl's ass juice off my dick." "Oh, John. You cock in some stranger's ass. And I get to suck it." She threw her head back down to the bed again and her hand was getting her off for the second time. ... John was lost in thought was he walked along the path through the trees. The sun was starting to go down. This day seemed so short. Was it time to eat dinner yet? Had to be. He walked back to the hotel and wondered where the guys he'd met the night before were. As he entered the lobby Aunt Amy, who was of course not really his aunt, found him and let him know that they were all going out to a nice restaurant. The place was really nice. It looked like everyone else was already there looking at menus. As John sat down he saw a familiar face. One of the waitresses was the girl from the night before. John couldn't remember her name, or rather, he couldn't remember how to pronounce her name. He was just about get up and reintroduce himself when Aunt Sophia tapped him on the shoulder. "Aren't you going to get her chair?" "What?" John asked as he looked towards her voice. There standing next to one of the moms was Jill. "What are you doing here?" "Waiting for my boyfriend to be a gentleman." "No, here, on the island, this island?" "Your mom bought me a ticket so I decided to come. I texted you and told you I was coming. Aren't you happy to see me?" "Tony is in the hospital waiting for you to go and visit him." "Oh. ... Really?" "His leg is in a cast. He can't walk. You're supposed to be there for him." "Why would it be my ..." "Jill, I'm not stupid. I know what you were doing." "I don't know what he said but..." "He said he was in love with you." "Really? That's so sweet." John gave her a look. "I mean. Poor Tony being in love with his best friend's girlfriend." John grit his teeth, reminded himself mentally that he had technically already forgiven her and pulled her chair out for her. He ate in silence as Jill gabbed on and on with the other girls and the moms. John left the table and went to get a seat closer to the band. Susan followed him. "Your girlfriend seems really smart. I never knew you could use a piece of paper with a pin hole in it to measure how far away a star was." "She's not my girlfriend." "Are you sure? She really seems to think she is." "We broke up." "Does she know you guys broke up?" "One would hope she'd be able to figure it out." "Smart girl that she is and all." "She gets good grades, ok. She just lacks..." "Social skills?" "Yeah." "Well if that's all then I say she's a keeper." "Ha, ha." "No, really. She made a mistake." "I'm not staying with her. I'll be nice and be her friend but I'm not staying with her." "You better tell her before she books the chapel for you guys." "More drink?" asked the cute waitress. "Hi" said John. "Remember me?" She shook her head. "You so many brother." "What?" "Sorry" she said as her eyes looked up and she thought of the right thing to say. "In language my, same word brother, sister, cousin. You family big. So big." Summer was the only time anyone would ever say John's family was big. After the waitress left Susan put her two cents in. "She was cute." "I think so too." "You don't think she'd be interested in that little thing we talked about earlier?" "What?" Susan made a cock sucking gesture. "Gee, I don't know. Where are we with that?" "You want it, take it." "Where are we though? Are we together?" Susan shrugged. "I think before we do that you need to get some things straight with your girlfriend." "Still think I should stay with her?" "If you don't mind cheating on her."