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T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 01

By: skywriter62



Hello again, As always, I would like to thank you readers for your votes and comments. I am still learning the ropes of writing so I appreciate any advice and criticism. I also continue to appreciate RUWild's encouragement and support because without it none of my stories would have made it past my own deviant mind! lol. This part of the story is just an opener to introduce two of the characters and kind of set the tone of the series. I have written a few of the parts already and I'm always going back and revising them. Hopefully, This will be a more finished story than my last series. I hope you enjoy it and please let me know how to improve! Thanks.

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T-Girl Fantasy Island

Part One

The morning sun sent its light across the small harbor of the secluded paradise known as Bear Island. Why it was called Bear Island is a mystery itself. Maybe it was an English translation of an older dialect's name for the island. Maybe it was the shape of the inactive volcano on the island vaguely looked like the upturned head of a bear frozen in mid-roar. Who knows?

Such thoughts were not on the mind of the owner of the exclusive Blue Fantasies Resort. Not that you would find the owner's name in any business media report or in social media anywhere. Nor would you find Blue Fantasies Resort at any Travel Office anywhere in the world. 

Isabella Cartillone created her establishment to cater to a particular population. One that was small but growing in numbers every day. That population was dominant, driven and highly successful. The result of all that ambition and drive was the buildup of a lot of stress. Isabella knew because she was a member of that population. The Blue Fantasies Resort was designed to relieve that stress in a secluded and discreet (at least from the general public's eyes) manner.

The five foot nine inch beauty had flowing brunette hair though she occasionally had her "blonde moments" too. This morning those luscious flowing brown tresses were flung across her pillow. She moaned softly in her sleep as her legs slowly twisted and flexed in ecstasy under silk sheets. Who could say what she was dreaming. Her soft pink tongue emerged from parted lips as she seemed to lick something only she could see in her dreams. The covers slid down exposing her perfect breasts capped with extremely hard pink nipples.

Her head began to toss from side to side as her apparently erotic dream drove her to climax. She cried out and arched her back off of the soft mattress and groaned as her beautiful brown eyes opened to the morning lit bedroom. She settled contently back down onto the bed and ran her delicate fingers across her nipples. Sighing happily she dipped one hand under the sheets to her more private regions. Running her fingers through the soft hair she found, she pulled a handful of that hair up from under the sheets. The young man's head emerged with a cheerful smile.

"You were sleeping so peacefully, Madam, I could only think of one way you should wake," said the young man. His dimples deepened with his smile making Isabella's heart skip slightly faster. He took a pause to wipe his lips still coated from his exertions under the sheets.

"Adam, you have got to wake me like that more often!" She said happily as she gave her servant a hug. "You really know how to spoil a girl!"

"Your pleasure is my pleasure, Madam," replied Adam happily as he leaned down and took one of her hard nipples between his teeth. She arched her back again and purred in pleasure as she cradled his head to her breast.

After several minutes of deep kissing and roaming hands exploring flesh hidden under silk sheets, the girl flipped the young man on to his back with surprising strength. 

"I need you now!" she growled with a hungry stare at the exposed cock in front of her. Taking the head between her soft lips, she ran her tongue delicately around the tip.

Adam moaned as he felt the tips of her white teeth barely scrape his sensitive flesh. Isabella knew this part of pleasure like one that has studied the art of sexual fulfillment all her life, which is exactly what Isabella had done for most of her 35 years. 

Her small hand cupped the warm sack beneath Adam's hardening cock. He started to writhe under her skillful manipulations as she slid his cock deep into her mouth and throat.

"Dear God!" he cried out as he grabbed handfuls of her brown hair in passion. Isabella pulled her mouth off of his throbbing cock; a trail of her saliva connected the head of his cock to her lips, as she took his hands out of her hair.

"Remember your place, young man," she commanded in a soft yet stern voice.

"Sorry Madam," Adam responded, meaning it with all of his heart.

"You interrupted my enjoyment of you which is very rude." She replied again in the same soft stern voice. "You will have to make it up to me."

"I am yours to use in any way you desire, Madam," Adam said solemnly.

"Glad to hear it," she chuckled as she walked on her knees up to the young man's bare chest. She settled her nine inch semi hard cock on the young man's lips. "You can continue what you started when you were waking me then."

She slid her cock into the welcoming mouth of her servant and soon the bed was rocking hard reminding her to get anchors to secure the bed to the wall before she put the head board through it.

The banging echoed through the east hallway of the resort as Isabella took her servants mouth and throat in her frenzy to reach climax. Adam reached up the beautiful brunette's body to drag his fingers across her body. Starting at her firm, bouncing breasts, thin, pale streaks trailed after his fingertips over soft tan flesh.

Isabella gripped the head board harder as she used her boy's mouth. Adam's skills had greatly improved since the first night she lured him to her room. He was not so eager once her clothes fell away revealing the shock of a hard cock jutting from her playboy centerfold body instead of the pussy he was expecting.

She recalled how he bolted for the door before she caught him and taking the young man in a firm grip, she drug him back to her bed. The struggle that followed under the sheets excited her greatly as pulling the clothes off the frantic young man exposed more and more of his flesh for her enjoyment.

After several minutes of wrestling, it became obvious to Adam that he was powerless to resist his new boss's desires and he relaxed and allowed her to freely explore his body. He tensed up again as she brought her hard cock to his lips. Another taboo to be broken before he could take his place as her servant.

He briefly struggled to keep his lips closed and jaw clenched shut but the dominant brunette could not be denied. Once he submitted to his boss, the seductive woman opened up a whole new world of sexual pleasure for him. The two of them had little sleep that night as she used him completely before the sun came up.

'Yes,' Isabella thought with satisfaction, 'he has become quite adept at sucking cock.' 

With a steady practice from satisfying the needs of her staff (no pun intended), the young man quickly became an expert at handling every cock before him regardless of size or thickness. While Adam's oral skills were highly sought after and appreciated by all the girls here, Isabella reserved one pleasure for herself.

She smiled in memory of that first night. Adam had been such a frightened virgin. Even after she came inside his mouth, he stared fearfully as her rock hard cock slipped from his lips, knowing what had to follow.

She cuddled up to his side, offered him whispered words of reassurance and comfort as she gently guided him to his stomach. The young man, tense with fear, felt the beautiful woman's fingers work their way into the crease of his ass. The teasing and massaging his entrance actually felt good as he reluctantly settled down on the mattress, allowing his boss complete access to his bottom.

Isabella felt his rectum finally relax as she slipped a finger inside him. Years of turning straight men into her willing fuck toys gave her the knowledge and confidence to bend her new boy to her will. Soon a second, then a third finger joined in massaging the inside of that tight ass.

Isabella paused to reach into the table next to the bed and retrieve a bottle of oil which she applied generously to the frightened young man's entrance. Once she rubbed the oil along the length of her shaft, Isabella rolled on top of Adam's broad muscular back and settled herself on his trembling submissive body.

The feel of her firm breasts against Adam's upper shoulders seemed to calm the smaller man under her. Isabella twisted her body to allow her the pleasure of wallowing against the firm young flesh beneath her. The sexual tension in the bed rose with each stroke of her fingers, each whispered word breathed heatedly into the young man's ear. Both knew the moment had come for her to take him.

She continued to murmur sweet words into his ear as she slid a hand down between them to guide her cock to its target. She relished the feel of her hard cock pushing between his resisting oil slicked cheeks; each thrust of her hips rocked her cock closer to his anal entrance. She used her legs to push between his and pry them apart. She felt the boy tense under her, aware of her intentions he tried one last time to resist her invading shaft.

She remembered that girlish shriek that Adam muffled into the pillow as her cock finally slipped past his last defense and into his wonderful body. She held him firmly pinned to the bed, her weight and strength of her arms kept him from breaking free from her embrace. Their bodies glistened with sweat and oil in the dim light of her bedroom. She allowed his passage to stretch and grow accustomed to her thickness before she slowly pulled out of his trembling ass. Halfway out, she paused to bite his ear and shoulder as she slid back inside, deeper with each stroke.

Their bodies moved together in the shadows beneath her sheets. The dominant woman took her pleasure from the servant under her. After several minutes, she could feel his ass tighten its grip, a sign that she had turned yet another straight man into a cock loving whore. She knew the pain had receded for Adam and each thrust of her hips took the young man closer to the paradise only her cock could provide.

Isabella closed her eyes as the memories of her breaking her new servant in on her bed that night and the warm, suction Adam was provided her now drove her into a heated desire to cum. Once again her bed crashed loudly into the wall with each thrust.

In the room across the hall, her partner, Patricia Folsum heard the thuds through the walls. 'I swear that girl will either break the bed or that boy someday.' She thought as her own impressive cock stiffened under her robe. She remembered the thrill of Adam's cute ass when she finally found him alone behind the pool house. Her partner declaring that tight bottom as her private property was like waving a red flag at the redhead executive.

Her cock grew hard as steel at the memory of that wonderful afternoon when Adam tried to remain faithful to Isabella and failed. The memory of having the newly turned servant bent over in back of the pool house, shorts around his ankles, holding on to the house siding for dear life, filled her head with a haze of lust. 

After that wonderful day, she had made it a point to corner Adam every chance she could, forbidden candy was such a weakness, so sue her. She had to admit that her partner had created a masterpiece of pleasure giving with that young man. Patricia also knew she would not be able to concentrate on work that day until her own needs were satisfied so she walked down the hallway in search of relief.

At the end of the wide hallway, she spotted Keiko, a beautiful young Japanese girl. Keiko's body was barely contained in her maid's uniform. Her full breasts looked even larger on her four foot six inch frame. Her round ass was only half covered by her short skirt, exposed two perfectly shaped half-moons of flesh that invited Patricia's caress.

The five foot eleven inch amazon walked up behind the young maid as she arranged the flowers in a vase on the glass table in front of a large bay window that overlooked the cliffs and sea. Wrapping her arms around the short girl, Patricia leaned down to a delicate ear and whispered, "Good morning dear Keiko."

"Good morning, Ma'am" the Japanese girl politely answered back. She had grown used to being handled by the staff of the resort and didn't mind especially when it was Patricia doing the handling.

"I think we can find something more valuable for you to be doing than arranging flowers my dear girl," murmured the woman as she nibbled on the soft shell of Keiko's ear. With that, Patricia easily lifted the young girl into her arms and carried her back to her room, kicking the door shut behind her closing off the two lovers away from the rest of the resort.

She placed her tiny prize on her huge bed and then dropped her silk robe. The emerald green lingerie she was wearing matched the redhead's eyes exactly as she stepped up to the young girl who had happily scrambled onto her knees. Keiko gripped Patricia's hard cock in her small hands and guided it into her warm wet mouth. Patricia moaned at the suction the little Japanese girl expertly applied as she slid that magnificent cock over her twisting tongue and onward down her throat.

Soft brown Asian eyes remained fixed on intense green eyes as the two women stared at each other, both lovers completely lost in the moment. Keiko's soft throat muscles began to massage the executive's wonderfully hard cock. Patricia ran her fingers through the girl's soft straight black hair that fell back just brushing those perfect shoulders. 

Patricia gently rocked her hips while holding her small lover's head in position. She savored the delicate warm envelope of the girl's mouth. The skillful grasp and release of Keiko's neck muscles as she began to suck her lover in earnest. Keiko's dark eyes sparkled in pleasure as she let her teeth softly scrape the dominant woman's shaft exciting her lover even more. 

The tall redhead began thrusting harder in to the girl as she felt her first climax of the morning cause her cock to swell. Patricia groaned as she shot several short hot blasts of cum down the beautiful Japanese girl's throat.

Sighing, Patricia pulled her still rock hard cock out of the girl's throat and leaned down to kiss her deeply. Sensing her taller lover's desires, Keiko crawled up onto her hands and knees, looking coyly over her shoulder at the redhead whose eyes were fixed hungrily at that perfect ass that the maid's skirt no longer hid.

With a growl, the hungry redhead chased the girl deeper onto the bed and began unbuttoning the uniform that shielded that succulent flesh she craved. Soon the tiny Japanese servant was bare, her shaved pussy red and wet and eager to be filled. Patricia leaned back to rid herself of her sexy bed clothes and she threw herself on top of the tiny girl. 

Their bodies crashed together as mouth sought eager mouth. The dominant woman on top thrust her tongue deep into the willing girl's mouth where it was greeted by an equally skilled sharp pink tongue. The two women continued to kiss deeply, moaning and growling into each other as the larger woman settled down on top of her tiny young lover.

Keiko wiggled contently as she luxuriated in the warmth of soft fragrant skin; she loved the weight of the larger woman driving her deeper into the mattress. The tiny girl opened her legs and hooked them around the thick shapely thighs of the woman on top of her. She relished her larger lover's breasts pillowing around her own. Soft flesh met soft flesh taking the two ladies higher in erotic passion,

"Not so fast, little one," chided the sexy resort executive. "I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Of course, Ma'am" answered the small Japanese girl breathlessly as she opened her legs even wider offering herself to her satisfy her lover's appetite.

With a playful growl, Patricia settled between those dusky, smooth thighs and clamped her mouth hungrily onto the sweet offering between. Keiko cried out as the redhead worked her thick strong tongue between the delicate lips and folds and deep into the warm sweet depths of the Asian's throbbing cunt.

Keiko bucked helplessly as she clawed at the sheets in sweet sexual agony. Patricia smiled wickedly into that quivering pussy as she savaged the girl's delicate flesh in her desire to drink those sweet juices she knew she would soon enjoy.

Locking her lips around a clit that felt like a tiny hard pearl in a sea of wet warm softness, Patricia sucked softly at first as her lover nearly came off the mattress. Keiko's thighs clamping tightly around her lover's head as her feet tapped spastically against Patricia's lower back. 

The executive enjoyed the mewling cries from the young girl as she thrust her fingers into the tiny rosebud under that wet pussy she was feasting on. Watching for the telltale quake and shiver of smooth tight stomach muscles let Patricia know her lover was close to orgasm, she clamped her mouth over the entire hot entrance and sucked deeply. The girl's hips bucked and thrashed as she climaxed sending a flood of sweet cum into the redhead's eager mouth.

After swallowing her delicious breakfast down for the next several minutes, Patricia sent her gifted tongue deep into the exhausted girl's cunt searching for any leftover's she may have missed. The spent girl offered no resistance as Patricia grabbed a small shapely leg and turned her lover onto her stomach. 

She lay down on top of the tiny girl, moving the straight black locks away from the soft delicate neck hidden beneath. Kisses and gentle bites brought the tiny girl back from the darkness of her last climax and wakened her to even more desires. Once again she was aware of the weight of the big redhead on top of her. She felt the woman grind her firm breasts into her sweaty back. She groaned in surrender at the vulnerable position her demanding lover had her in now.

Patricia kissed and bit her way between the small girl's relaxed shoulders, then trailed her kisses down that smooth back working her way to that which she desired most now. The most incredible round ass she has ever had the joy to encounter from male or female. Biting each flawless globe she thrust her tongue into the dark fragrant valley between. Patricia wormed her tongue down the hot wet ass crease until she found the delicate flower of the girl's most private entrance.

Prying those wonderfully firm cheeks apart, Patricia drove her stiff tongue deep into her lover's ass. The girl bolted up onto her elbows hugging the large pillow to her chest as she cried out. Her black hair fanning over the tops of her shoulders as she turned her head to look down over her back and lock gazes with the woman plundering her delicate rear. Patricia relished the look on her young lover's face but her throbbing cock demanded its turn at the delicious ass her tongue was currently enjoying.

Rising up from her feast, Patricia kissed the young girl's ass cheeks and lower back once each before she reached into the top drawer of her bedside table. Drawing out a bottle of her favorite strawberry flavored lube, she coated her menacing cock while eyeing the beauty in her bed. 

Keiko knew that look and knew better than to move from her position on her hands and knees.The big redhead once again was behind the tiny Japanese girl who settled her head down on the pillows while raising her perfect ass in offering to her dominant lover. 

Keiko's senses were heightened as they always were right before she was taken by Patricia this way. Her small hard nipples dug into the soft sheets beneath her as her white teeth bit her full lower lip as she focused on the nerves in her exposed ass. She felt the wet saliva cooling her entrance, the muscles inside her ass still tingling from the oral ravaging Patricia had just given her. Her little pussy was aching with need.


T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 01



Patricia ran her hands possessively over the back of her young lover. "Good girl," she murmured as she gently positioned herself behind that upraised ass. It was the perfect angle as Patricia guided the head of her cock into the vulnerable rosebud in front of her. Pausing only to apply a generous amount of lube to that twitching orifice, she slowly entered paradise.

Keiko pushed out with her anal muscles to help her lover enter her tiny body. She smiled with a groan as the big red head's thick, hard cock was soon sliding deep into the velvet softness and welcoming grip of that perfect Asian ass. Patricia took hold of the tiny girl's hips and drove her cock harder and deeper with each stroke.

The girl arched her back downward and pushed her hips back to meet each thrust. She tightened her anal muscles to grip her lover's magnificent cock each time she pulled out, bracing herself for the next thrust. The two women entered a perfect synchronicity of motion as the bed rocked from force of Patricia's ramming cock. 

Sensing her climax approaching, Patricia pulled out of that perfect ass and lay down next to her lover. Keiko quickly mounted the red head and guided that steel spike of a cock back inside her ass.The tiny girl rocked her hip, driving that amazing cock deeper as she settled down until her soft ass cheeks rested on her lover's thighs. 

The two women groaned together at the sensation of hard flesh lost in warm soft silk wetness. Placing her tiny hands on the red head's large firm breasts, Keiko flexed her hips. Rocking and whipping that tiny dusky body of hers she rode Patricia's cock. She rode harder and faster, black hair flying first one direction then the other, her bangs falling over her closed eyes. Now the big bed was rocking with the surprising strength of the Asian's body flexing as she rode her lover to climax.

Unable to hold out any longer, Patricia grabbed that slim sweat covered waist of her maid and pulled her halfway off of her cock. Holding the helpless girl firmly above her, she power drove her cock repeatedly up between those thighs. With each thrust, her pubic bone slapped the tiny Asian's clit driving shriek after excited shriek from the girl with each thrust. 

Patricia yelled in exquisite sexual release as she pumped stream after stream of hot cum deep into the bowels of her beautiful Japanese maid. The two women settled back down onto the bed as Keiko exhaustedly took a semi hard nipple into her weak mouth. 

Patricia loving stroked her lover's silky black hair and whispered, "someday I will take that pussy of yours for my own and you will have my baby, little one."

Keiko raised her head off of her lover's breast and held her beautiful green eyes in a passionate stare. "I love you, Ma'am and I want to have all of your children." She smiled softly and kissed her lover's neck as the two ladies embraced and regained their strength.

Glancing at the clock by the bedside, Patricia saw it was approaching 9:30 am. 'Isabella will have a few words to say about that,' she lamented as she stroked her lover's back. 'Besides, there was a lot to do the entire week,' she reminded herself as she kissed the smooth forehead and rolled off the bed leaving the now sleeping girl to her dreams.



T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 02



Once again I am back, dear readers! I really appreciate the votes for my first part of this story. The encouragement really goes a long way. The comments both here and in my email have been wonderful and I really am amazed that people have enjoyed my stories this much! I only hope that I can improve more with each story so criticism is honestly desired and will not be ignored. Many of you here have decades more experience than I could ever hope to achieve and many stories here are works of art. Thanks to all of you honestly. As I have said before, I would be absolutely thrilled to know that some of you saved my stories to your private collections. If you decide to post them elsewhere please let me know and as always give an author (Even a beginner and very amateur one like me) the credit they are due for their work and imagination. 

Lastly, I do want to thank RUWild, VicJohnson, Whiskeyisgood, Sugarandsalt and many other really talented writers for giving me the inspiration to come up with my own deviant scenarios, haha. You folks are the real artists here! 

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T-Girl Fantasy Island Part II

By the time Isabella finished showering with her servant Adam, it was past 9 am. There was much to do as she ran the towel over her magnificent body. Adam stood behind her toweling her back and shapely ass. His own ass was still leaking cum from the energetic pounding he received at her hands in the shower. She smiled with pleasure as she felt his tongue probe between her ass cheeks. 

"No.. No.." she objected. "It is already late in the morning already and there is too much to do to while away today on simple pleasures." 

Adam looked disappointed but stood up to finish drying her shoulders.

As the beautiful brunette walked out of the steamy bathroom she paused at the door, "But you make it to my bed say.. around 11:00 tonight, you can take up where you left off, sweet boy." She winked and with a gentle pat on his cheek, vanished into her room to dress. 

Adam made a mental note to himself all day to be sure to be on time tonight.

Isabella was deep into hunter registration paperwork when Patricia finally appeared at her desk in the expansive resort office. 

"About time you decided to get some work done."

"Hmmm" murmured Patricia absent mindedly as she shuffled papers while mentally she replayed the moment when Keiko let her know she wanted to have her children. At her mid-40s, Patricia had to acknowledge she wasn't getting any younger. The sexy eighteen year old maid had been in her bed more nights than ever before. Maybe it was time to settle down.

A wad of paper bounced off her head as an irritated voice yelled,"Hey!"

She looked up startled at her partner's angry gaze. "Get one of your heads out from between that hot Asian's thighs long enough to finish the candidate list today, will ya? Preferably whichever head is thinking clearly at the moment if you please."

"Screw you," Patricia responded monotone.

"You'd never have better if I let you," replied a confident Isabella. "Besides I'd choose a firm young man's ass over your old flabby one any day. So I'd never be faithful."

Isabella shuffled through the hunters one more time. The current registration showed slightly more than 50 hunters this year. She passed that detail to her partner who was responsible for recruiting as many prey candidates. Fewer prey than hunters meant that someone was definitely going home without a prize which was not good. Isabella loved knowing all her clients had a new toy to enjoy upon leaving her paradise.

"Candidates are at slightly more than 100." Replied Patricia as she paged through file after file."After interviews, maybe we can expect 60 to 70 accepted and approved." She paused at a attractive young couple smiling for the camera. She noted they were confirmed. Taking in the shape of the husband and wife got her cock stirring under the desk. 'if only those damn rules didn't keep her from the hunt,' she thought ruefully and not for the first time.

Elliana Cordoba, an incredibly sexy woman in her late twenties from Brazil, sauntered into the office. She was responsible for everything from additional waiters and waitresses, supplemental cleaning staff, additional cooks, additional IT and grounds maintenance personnel to additional guards as they were required. She handled their pay, housing, uniforms and health care while they were on the island. 

"Support is all online and ready, Senoras," she announced in her sexy heavy South American accent.

Isabella thanked the efficient young lady as that part of the production had even more difficulties than the hunters and prey. So many details to arrange and coordinate that it baffled her how this sweet young girl managed it all. At that moment Serena's cell buzzed and she answered with a cheerful, sexy "Hola?" A quick transaction in Spanish resulted in her putting her cell away with a smile. 

"I have to pick up our star IT technician from the airport. With his new algorithms, we should have camera coverage throughout the hunt field without the data backlog and lag like we had last year. This kid is barely 18 and already graduated from MIT!" she finished with obvious admiration.

"Go get him, gal," replied Isabella not even looking up from the file containing twin hunter applications of Sherri and Carrie Anderson. These two hunters had enormous 44EE busts and extremely round figures. Yet still had cute baby girl faces that would surely drive any man crazy., at least until they unveiled their twin ten inch cocks. She definitely would approve these two. Their hunt should prove entertaining.

Elliana quickly changed out of her office clothes and into an incredibly short pair of cutoff jeans. Throwing her bra across the room in her hast, she flipped a loose tank top t-shirt over her shoulders and with a flip of long brown hair, she was out the door. 

The resort had just the vehicle for picking up single VIPs and the fact that she loved the car made it her first choice for a ride to the small airport on the other side of the island. The gloss black 1958 BMW 507 Sportster growled to life at the first turn of the key. Elliana backed the feisty little car out of the garage and with a grin, spit gravel as she sped off down the road. The nimble car darted into the tunnel of vegetation surrounding the tiny island road as she picked up speed, rejoicing in the sweep of warm tropical air on her face and tugging at her hair.

Behind her dark sunglasses, Elliana saw more than a shadowy jungle road, she saw the freckled faced, red haired teenage boy that she was about to pick up from the airport. She found him in a video on YouTube, the Ryan McKetrick had entered MIT at the age of 15 and graduated at 18!

Elliana knew because she counted down the days to his eighteenth birthday! Something about that fiery red hair and pale skin made the brilliant young man seem so vulnerable and got her heart racing.

They had met through email, then chatting in messenger then cammed on Skype. She offered him a summer job at the island for their annual hunt event. Not being sure of his orientations, she left some details out concerning the island resort and the hunt. 

The sleek black car slid to a stop in the airport parking lot exactly 30 minutes before Elliana took a moment to slip into the bathroom to check her hair and apply coconut scented (and flavored) oil across her cleavage and arms. Adjusting her shirt and glistening up her legs and exposed lower spheres of her shapely ass, she grinned at here reflection. Poor Ryan never stood a chance. 

She slid her sunglasses back into place and watched as the charter plane touched down on the runway. A small group of passengers deplaned onto the hot tarmac when she spotted the thin young man as he stepped out into the sun. His hair caught the light and a thick lock flipped by the hot breeze across his eyes.

She quickly walked out to the crowd, past several gawking men and a few envious women straight to her prize. Wrapping the young teenager up in her arms, her firm breasts pillowed against his chest. 

"Hola," she said breathlessly in his ear. 

Ryan's face immediately went red as he stammered through what could only loosely count as English. 

He had led a sheltered life back home, most of his social interactions where at school, with books, or at seminars. He certainly was not prepared for the latina goddess that had him in a surprisingly strong embrace.

She took off her sunglasses to allow him to gaze timidly into her eyes. Already she felt dominance over the young man. He was maybe only an inch or two below her height so she mentally reminded herself that at dinner tonight she would wear her favorite 3 inch stiletto heels to give even more of a physical advantage over him.

Ryan clearly had no experience with girls and Elliana continued to hold the weight of their greeting. She spoke excitedly of his accomplishments while they collected the few suitcases he brought with him. They got to the convertible that once again overwhelmed the speechless teenager, especially as he saw the rest of his fellow passengers cramming into a white drab van for their ride to the resort. Elliana placed his cases in the small trunk space and jumped in behind the broad steering wheel. 

Ryan took his seat in the squat sporty vehicle and let out a yelp in surprise that got a playful chuckle from the bronze beauty driving. Whether the burst of speed from the car or the aggressive driving of the older woman beside him had him clamping a hand onto the door and a hand on the dashboard while even his ass cheeks were trying to grasp the seat cushion beneath him was anyone's guess but he remained in a ridged state for the first mile down the road.

Elliana continued to talk to him while she drove the long way back to the resort. She congratulated him on his recent eighteenth birthday and promised him a small celebration just between them later that got him squirming in his seat.

Try as he might, Ryan's eyes were continually drawn to her impressive cleavage. He did take a moment to admire the sleek brown legs that expertly pumped the accelerator and clutch and seemed to ignore the brake pedal more than he would prefer. 

After several minutes of enjoyable conversation, with Elliana doing the majority of the talking, they pulled up to a secluded bend in the road that had a tiny dirt road branching off into the trees.Elliana guided the small car down the road and across an brief open field to a clump of palms situated at the center of a jutting cliff that over looked the harbor below. 

The car glided to a stop and Elliana killed the engine. 

"This is my favorite spot on the island, Ryan" she said softly, "I have been waiting for months to enjoy this place with you, my dearest friend." 

Ryan's face went red yet again as he stared loose jawed at the beautiful girl next to him. Inwardly he was cursing himself because, as always, the smooth words he heard from the guys in the movies were not coming to mind. He stumbled embarrassingly over the few words he could come up.

Elliana ate it all up as she jumped out of the car and walked through the freshly mown grass around the trees. Reaching into the slim storage space behind her seat, she pulled out a soft thin blanket. She held out her hand to the shy technician who took it speechless at what he hoped would happen. He didn't see her wicked grin as she led them into the shade of the grove. 

The scent of grass, sea salt and tropical vegetation wafted over the couple as she spread the blanket out under the slanting trunk of a large palm. The view of the sunlit beach below them was breathtaking. The sounds of the surf roared creating the perfect mood for what the sexy Brazilian had in mind. 

Taking a seat on the blanket she looked up expectantly at the nervous young man. He quickly responded to her commanding gaze by dropping to his knees next to her.

"I love this place," she said softly as she put an arm around the nervous teenager's thin shoulders. "I am really glad you accepted the job! You are the best! I know you will do great but I wanted you here for more personal reasons than that."

Her brown eyes fixed on his green as his face seemed to try to match the same shade of red as his hair. 

"I..I'm sure you can have your choice of guys around here a.. as beautiful as you are, Elliana!" He stuttered, kicking himself mentally for how he sounded exactly like the awkward, inexperienced kid that he was.

"Awww!" Elliana stroke the helpless boy with her sexiest smile. "A compliment!"

Pulling Ryan into another surprisingly strong hug, She breathed into his ear, "I was starting to wonder if you liked me at all, Papi."

Ryan shivered in her embrace. He felt more and more like the helpless girl in this clearly romantic scene than the powerful male that he was supposed to be. The jarring reversal of their roles made him even more vulnerable to Elliana's advances.

Slim brown fingers traced his face down to his chin as she guided his mouth to her own. So lost in the sensation of her smooth lips gliding over his own, her soft tongue slipping boldly between his yielding lips he didn't even pause to realize that this was his first kiss ever. 

She pulled him down to the blanket and onto his back. Sliding on top of him she quickly used her arms and legs to trap the teenager below her. Their kisses deepened as poor Ryan was completely at the dominant Latina's mercy.She nibbled her way over his smooth cheek and along his jaw to his ear. So stunned at the aggressive attack of his new friend, Ryan remained flat on his back, his arms limp at his sides. Her soft dark hair spilled around their faces as she used her talented tongue to explore his ear. 

Ryan was panting loudly from the thrills she was giving him and the warm exciting weight of her body. The press of those amazing tits against his chest and the smooth flesh of her legs rubbing seductively against his own, Ryan was completely oblivious to the growing press of her cock through her tight jean shorts and against his own throbbing shaft.

Elliana pulled the young man up from his emotionally drunken state and practically tore the shirt from his body. His tennis shoes flipped through the air to land one thud after another into the grass around the blanket. She claimed another kiss and again sent her tongue into the helpless boy's mouth as she quickly pulled the khaki shorts he was wearing down his pale legs.

"Oh Papi!" she exclaimed as Ryan tried to cover his small hard cock in embarrassment. "It's so cute!"

Ryan tried to will his body through the blanket and deep into the ground beneath them in shame. "I.. I know it's not much.." He stuttered.

"No No!" Elliana smiled to his surprise. "It's perfect. I won't have any trouble taking you like this!" With that, she dove down on his cock and engulfed it with her mouth in a single gulp. 

Ryan's hips nearly launched off the blanket both in surprise of the sudden move and the exquisite pleasure her soft warm mouth and agile tongue were providing him. Arms gave out and the helpless boy fell on to his back gasping for breath. He had always dreamed of a blowjob from a beautiful girl but this was way beyond any of his wildest most erotic imaginations. 

Through half lidded eyes he stared up into the swaying branches that shielded them from the late afternoon sun as the hungry woman on top of him devoured his cock. Her nails running up and down his thighs and flat stomach sent delightful patches of goosebumps across his skin. 

She let the rock hard four inch cock of her now subdued lover slip from her lips as she left him panting on the blanket. As she returned from the car, he saw her taking a dark brown bottle out of her bag. She poured oil into her palm and warmed it in her hands before applying it to his pale flesh. 

"I can't let my Papi burn in this sun." She said in that soft thickly accented voice of hers. The strong scent of coconut filled his head as her hands messaged the oil into his chest and stomach. His body bare under her caresses, her still being clothed further demonstrated who was in charge of what would take place on that blanket.

She took Ryan's small hard cock in her oil slicked hands and stroked it while leaning down for another soul weakening kiss. Ryan writhed in helpless ecstasy under the tanned woman's aggressive manipulations. His need for release made his head swim and his inhibitions begin to fade. Sensing the young man was close, the girl gently pushed the poor boy onto his belly. Oil soaked hands worked their magic on the back of his neck and across his shoulders.

The coconut scented oil relaxed Ryan's senses even more as he surrender himself to the pleasures of his goddess's powerful hands. Elliana luxuriated in the soft flesh of the pale redhead under her as she worked her way down to that sexy exposed bottom. Ryan groggily raised his head as she ran her hands over his smooth soft ass cheeks. Fingers slid wickedly down into the valley searching their way into his helpless body.

Ryan's head dropped as Elliana worked her oil slicked fingers across that crinkled star orifice that she was certain never experienced anything like what she planned for the weakened young man in her clutches. He moaned softly as she rubbed oil into that sensitive smooth ring of muscle. She felt him tighten at the first strokes but as she worked her magic on his flesh, that wonderfully tight flower began to bloom. 

Gently she worked her finger into the young man's exposed bottom. Without even considering the implications, Ryan opened his thighs to allow the dominant woman more access to his ass. 

Elliana smiled at how easy it was to lure her virgin prize into her web, her cock threatened to rip through her jean shorts, straining to get to the boy on the blanket. Watching the steady rise and fall of the teenager's chest, Elliana worked another finger, slightly surprised at how easy he had loosened up under her attentions. 

Ryan gasped at the widening intrusion but never opened his eyes nor even had the strength to raise his head.

Elliana knew she could have the boy here and now if she wanted but she desired complete dominance over the young man and she wanted his full awareness of her authority as she would take him. Pulling the swooning male onto his bottom, the sexy goddess stepped away and pulled her tank top over her head. Dark brown tresses cascaded down her smooth tan body almost hiding two perfect globes of flesh. Her nipples were rock hard and ready for lips and teeth she would demand from her conquered prey soon.

"Close your eyes, Papi," she whispered above the soft breeze that cooled their bodies.

Ryan complied with his tanned idol's command and his eyes drooped shut.

Elliana slid her cut offs down her oil slicked legs and daintily stepped out. She used the tip of her foot to flip the discarded cloth off the blanket. Her rock hard cock shot out from her hips as she walked up to the helpless prize waiting for her.

With her cock inches from his slack lips, she softly commanded "Ok Papi, open them and see what I have for you to enjoy."

Ryan's eyes open sleepily and crossed at the enormous head swaying before him. The image was slow to register in the overwhelmed technician's mind as he slurred out a yelp in surprise.

"You..You're.. You're a.. a.."

"Yes, Papi," Elliana smiled down at him "It's all yours, all you have to do is surrender and accept it."

She seductively sat down in front of the stunned boy. Her cock stood straight and proud from her soft round hips. Again it was obvious to both of them, the roles that they would play that afternoon on that blanket hidden away from the world by the sway of palm trees.

She watched the vacant stare of the young man as she slid her legs down either side of his now kneeling body. Her cock weaved and swayed before his eyes. Still drunk with desire she had stirred within him so far, Ryan was past the point of considering that he was about to do. Seemingly unaware of his actions, Ryan went to his stomach, propped up on to locked elbows. His eyes never left the weaving hypnotic snake inches from his face. With a trembling hand that seemed detached from his body and his will, Ryan reached out and took that warm rod of flesh into his weak and submitting grasp.




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 02



"Yes, Papi," she cooed to her helpless prey." That's perfect. Now open up and enjoy my cock baby."

Ryan obeyed with only a mild thought of objection before her smooth, cut dick slipped past his lips. Elliana leaned forward on her shapely ass to run her hands down the teenager's neck and shoulders as her cock sank deeper into that inexperienced mouth.

"Not too much too fast, Papi." She whispered as she guided the Ryan's mouth around her cock. She could feel the conflict raging inside the young man. The unexpected twist of his fate that her well laid plan led him to; He was here to be fucked not to fuck. 

A small knot of fear hardened in the pit of his stomach as he pulled his mouth off her spit slicked shaft. "I don't know what to do," he whimpered.

"Don't worry, Papi," Elliana comforted the troubled boy. "I will teach you everything you need to know."

Guiding her cock along his weakened lips she softly spoke into his ear, "Use your tongue." 

Ryan obeyed like a mindless robot. His tongue slipped out between his wet lips and onto her flesh. She tasted of sweat and coconut oil as he ran his lips and tongue along the side of her shaft. 

She closed her eyes and lay back on the blankets enjoying the sweet soft mouth servicing her cock. A slender tanned hand sent fingers into his red locks further instructing the new cocksucker in training in the fine art of oral pleasuring.

Ryan was lost in the feel of warm hard cock sawing across his lips as he instinctively reached up to caress her balls that rocked under that magnificent rod. 

Elliana groaned in surprised pleasure as she opened her legs to allow her slave closer to the alter she let him worship at. 

Ryan wasted no time and took that offered meal into his mouth with abandon.

Elliana opened her eyes to gaze down at her submissive lover as she took thick locks of his hair in each hand and slowly fucked that now willing mouth. Her perfect brown tits rocked and flat stomach muscles rippled with each thrust. With increasing need she pulled her new servant's head down to meet the thrust of her cock into his mouth and now entering that virgin throat.

Strange oinking grunts issued from the helpless teenager as she fucked his mouth and started sliding deeper with each stroke. Ryan bucked in panic as he gagged on that long thick cock. Eyes watering as she let him pull her cock out for a moment. 

"Sorry.." he said weakly.

"It's ok Papi, you will have much time for practice while you are here," she promised with a smile as she guided her cock back into that warm accepting mouth. 

Ryan took her as deep as he could; he fought to relax his throat. All that mattered to him was his mistress's pleasure. His struggles and pains were a sacrifice he was now willing to give for that singular goal that dominated his thoughts.

Elliana enjoyed the boy's mouth for several more minutes before sitting up. Her cock retreated from the warm sleeve of Ryan's mouth as he chased it like the cock whore she was turning him into. She ran her fingernails possessively down his back eyeing those two pale globes of his ass and the paradise she knew they were hiding.

"Up Papi," she gently commanded as she guided the weak technician onto his feet. 

The teenager's legs wobbled as she held his body upright in her strong hands. She guided him to the edge of the blanket facing the crashing surf below. 

"Grab the tree in front of you," she whispered into his ear. Her hard nipples grinding into his back. 

Placing a firm hand between his shoulder blades she pushed him lower on the tree trunk. 

Stepping back for an instant, the bronze goddess again reached for her bottle of oil. She took her place back behind the young man bent helplessly over, grasping the tree trunk in growing tense anticipation. Her oil soaked fingers easily found his smooth anal muscles making it clear to her prize what was in store for him.

First one finger, then two, then three worked their magic past his entrance as he bucked gently with each thrust of her hand. Again she was happily surprised at the ease his ass was accepting her advances. She knew she would soon be deep inside her young lover. Both of them were now aware that the moment had come. The woman would take him and he would accept her. He had no other choice as he felt her grind her hard cock into the valley of his ass. Her hands slid up his back as she leaned over his bent form.

"You're going to take my cock now, Papi." She murmured into his ear. "And once I am inside, You will never be happy with pussy again." 

Ryan's face reddened even more knowing how correct her prediction would be. 

Only a few short hours ago, he was a young, straight man flying into a tropical adventure with the promise of exotic romance; now, here he was bent over in the jungle with a hard hot cock working its way along the crease of his ass to his exposed entrance. What's more, all he could think of is how badly he wanted his beautiful goddess inside him. Ryan knew there would be pain but that pain was his offering to his idol for her pleasure. 

Both man and woman knew he was conquered and ready to be plundered. Elliana grasped her cock and lined it up with the offered hole. A groan of pleasure and a gasp of tense expectation rose from the two of them. Soft glans kissed trembling anal flesh.

The last resistance was met as she worked her way past his tense ring. Ryan's legs nearly gave out as that seemingly massive head he once massaged with his tongue, slipped inside his quivering ass. Panting like a dog, the teenager fought to relax his ass and allow his mistress full access.

Sensing his struggle the Latina beauty leaned down that trembling pale body to whisper into his ear again. 

"Look, Papi," she said softly. "See the blue of the ocean below us? See the swell of the waves and the white of the surf."

Ryan raised his head and looked as she commanded. His empty gaze watched the rhythm of wave after wave crashing onto the beach. 

"Imagine the warm embrace of the water. Caressing you... surrounding you... entering you. It keeps you safe and warm in its arms." She slid her own arms around his chest and stomach, hands massaging his stomach and chest. Her soft seductive voice continued to mesmerize him as she slid deeper in to his ass.

"Feel the motion, the power of each swell. Relax and accept each wave and as you do you feel yourself sink deeper into the arms of the sea." Ryan dropped his head with his eyes closed seeing only what his goddess commanded him to see.

Elliana felt his ass relax around her cock as she pushed deeper into the offering of virgin flesh. 

Ryan was vaguely aware of the press of her sack against his perineum. He gave a long loud groaning sigh of surrender as he finally accepted his mistress into his body completely. The two bodies joined in that single pause of pleasure.

Elliana twisted her hips subtly, enjoying the clench of his virgin anal passage surrounding her shaft. She gave him time to stretch and accept her length and width before she would have her way with him. She slid one hand down to his limp small cock and began to caress it to wakefulness. Her other hand rand up his side and onto his back exploring the curve of muscles, ripple of flesh covered ribs as she claimed each part of him with every stroke of her hands.

With a gentle rocking and flexing of hips, the fucking began. 

Ryan was once again overwhelmed by the sensations of that amazing hot shaft that was pulsing inside him. A pleasuring fullness that he never encountered before sent electric jolts through his young body. The two of them rocked in motion with the command of each demanding thrust. That hard cock became the center of Ryan's fragile universe. The feel of her flesh rubbing his walls so wickedly; the warped reality that she was the man and he was the woman, the deviant violation of nature made his head swim as his knees buckled at last.

She rode her young lover down into the blanket. Barely slowing her thrusts into his upturned ass, Elliana griped and kneaded pliant round pale ass cheeks as she drove her cock deeper. 

It started as a faint murmur then grew steadily in volume. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Ryan moaned out like chanting a holy mantra. He was truly possessed by the power of the Latina goddess inside him. 

She happily obliged and with a arch of her back and flex of strong thighs she drove deeper into the teenager below her. 

Guiding the lost boy onto his side, she paused to admire the swell of his hips, almost girlish at that angle as she grasped a limp leg of her supplicant and raised it to her shoulder. She slipped a knee over so that she straddled the leg sprawled on the blanket beneath her. With a solid grip on the boy's upturned thigh, she drove her cock deep into that sweet white flesh. 

Ryan let out a cry of pleasure as that magnificent shaft filled him again and again. His body was complete. The filling of his ass sent several tiny cramps along his stomach that danced the edge of pleasure and pain. Each time that plundering head rammed deep inside him, lightening flashed behind his closed eyelids.

Elliana gripped the teenager's thigh even tighter as she felt the clutching grasp of that warm wet sleeve of flesh engulfing her. The rub of virgin walls around the skin of her shaft made her drunk with need. Her hips threw hard cock deeper and faster into his yielding body. Her scrotum smacked and ground on soft inner thigh as she cursed and cried in pleasure. 

The powerful woman battered the helpless young man pinned beneath her, Her need for release consuming her and sending her sailing into a whirlwind of animal thrashing. She felt the tense welling of pleasure start inside her balls and surge down her cock and with a scream of violent pleasure that filled the jungle, her cum shot deep into the young man slumped on the blanket.

She continued to fuck her prize into complete acceptance and submission. Each thrust of cock, each blast of cum inside his bowels further cemented his place in her world for the both of them. 

Ryan felt each shot of hot cum deep inside which sent waves of forbidden pleasure that he knew he was condemned to crave for the rest of his life. With a cry of sheer ectasy, his small cock spat his seed onto the soft cloth of the blanket under him. 

Elliana relaxed and lay on top of the beaten and thoroughly claimed young man. Their sweating bodies cooled in the soft ocean breeze as their breathing slowed back to normal.

After several minutes relishing the soft flesh of her new lover, Elliana pulled her softened cock out of that wonderful bottom and gave it a playful slap. 

"Time to get to the resort, Papi." She said with a smile of satisfaction as she watched pearly streams of her cum running from between his ass cheeks. "My bosses will want to meet you."

She helped Ryan who was weak as a kitten back into his clothes and lead him to the car. After getting the near comatose teenager buckled into his seat she went back for the blanket and her own clothing. With one last glance of at the sunlight and surf through the swaying palms, she felt a whole new appreciation for what has always been her favorite place on the island.

They drove in contented silence to the resort and in those few short minutes Ryan seemed to return to earth. His thighs were still stiff from being open so wide for so long as he mounted the broad steps into the main entrance of the resort lobby with a rubbery gait.

Two servants jogged out to the car; one pulled Ryan's cases from the trunk while the other got behind the wheel and drove the car back into the garage. Elliana led Ryan by the hand through the lobby, past the richly decorated garden towards the offices in the back.

"Ahhh, Mr. McKetrick!" greeted the stunningly beautiful Isabella, "We started to think you two had gotten lost and were about to send out a search party."

"Oh," replied Elliana with a confident look of the cat that ate the canary, "I stopped by one of my favorite spots on the island to let Ryan here get a feel for the place."

Isabella cocked an eyebrow and smirked at her beautiful assistant.

Ryan was startled by two strong hands gripping both his ass cheeks as the sexy redhead, who crept up behind him, leant down to rub her soft cheek against his own. "And did you, Mr McKetrick?" Patricia asked with her own wicked grin. Her hands spread from his firm ass to his waist as he felt her own impressive cock grinding between his cheeks even through their clothing. She gave a low growl "Did you get a feel for the place?"

The other two ladies in the room chuckled at the red faced teenager. 

All Ryan knew was that this would be a summer he'd never want to end.



T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 03



Sorry for the delay. It was finals week last week and I had to deal. This part of the story is actually a bridge to a story I sent another writer for their opinion. Still part of the same series. This part grew into something else beyond just a bridge and has a possibility for more concerning these characters if there is interest from readers. Other than that I would continue on with the series. Let me know if the story series drags out too long. These are my first stories so advice is always appreciated. If anyone has experience as an editor I would really appreciate the help and guidance. 

As always, I want to thank the folks who run this site and allow us to post our stories here and I want to thank the readers for the comments both good and bad. Happy Holidays to you all!

*****

'Could my life get any worse,' lamented Paul Wilton, as he watched his angry landlady throw his suitcases and clothing out in the hall of the apartment he was being evicted from. Three months past due on the rent, it's about what he had expected. Still he was stunned that it was actually happening. In the past three months, he lost his job, his car and now his home. 

"I'm keeping your furniture and your deposit against what you owe!" ranted the red faced landlady as she shut and locked the door to the apartment with the key she had demanded from him a few minutes before. 

Paul picked up his clothing and stuffed it into his few bags like a robot. He only came alive again when the beautiful blonde next door walked down the hall way. She looked at Paul with a kind of embarrassed pity, quickly skirting the broken young man to disappear into her own apartment. He never knew her name. 

It wasn't that Paul was an unattractive man. Women found his smile and brown eyes very appealing and even said so once or twice during his life. It was the fact that at barely five feet tall, Paul rarely stood a chance with any girl. Most girls wanted someone at least a few inches taller than they were so dates were few and far between. The few girls that did have an interest in him were not the ones his mother would have approved of.

They were basically bullies who assumed that Paul's height would make him easier to push around and intimidate. They were right. Constant insults and demands from these girls left the poor young man with no self-confidence or self-esteem. To make matters worse, he had become desperate to keep these unhealthy relationships but the relentless psychological abuse left him unable to perform in the bedroom leading to even more abuse and eventually being abandoned all together. 

Paul walked quietly out of the grubby downtown apartment building with cases in hand and no hope in his heart. As if on cue a final insult from the cold hearted mistress of fate, it started to rain.With no place to go, Paul sat down on his suitcases and watched blankly as the city moved on with its life around him. He knew down to the penny how much cash he had on him. His whole worldly wealth amounted to exactly one dollar and fifty six cents. Of course, his stomach picked that moment to remind him he hadn't eaten in the past two days. Placing his head in his hands, Paul closed his eyes and tried to shut out the whirlwind of despair that seem to have engulfed his existence.

"Excuse me," a soft voice came from behind him. "Are you Paul Wilton?"

Paul didn't move, didn't breath, for fear that this was another agent of suffering about to drop another bomb on his ruined life. 

A gentle hand gripped his shoulder, "Can you hear me?" the voice sounded so concerned.

'Go away,' thought Paul. Not willing to hope that this long chain of misery was finally taking a break.

"Are you ok?" the woman asked again. "Here, let's get you out of this rain." 

Another set of hands helped pick the drenched and beaten young man up and walked him down the sidewalk. They entered the only restaurant on his street. The one restaurant he could never afford. "Sabastian's" was written broadly across the wide and well-lit entrance. A doorman smiled at the ladies while completely ignoring the poorly dressed man they held between them. Once inside the Maître d greeted the two lovely ladies with a smile that evaporated when his eyes fell on Paul.

Ignoring the look on the greeter's face, the lady to Paul's left commanded, "Our usual table please, Stewart." The smile creased the gentleman's lips but never made it to his eyes.

"Right away, Madam," as he selected two menus and led the group into the dining room. 

The delicious smell of countless dishes had Paul's nose twitching and mouthwatering. They barely sat down before he reached a timid hand across and took a bread stick from the decorative basket in the middle of the table. Half afraid of an angry yell or a slap on his hand, he bit into the bread stick and nearly swallowing the food without chewing. 

Paul felt so ashamed and so completely useless as he finished the breadstick before the two ladies had handed off their coats to the Maître d and sat down. Locks of his dark hair dripped water in front of his face as he looked at the women who sat silently watching him.

"Paul," the one to his right finally spoke. "I want you to relax and enjoy your meal. I understand things have been rough for you lately and I think we.. My friend here and I, have a solution for your predicament.

Instantly, Paul's eyes narrowed suspiciously. The bread seemed to swell in his empty stomach giving him a little strength back. "And what is this solution?" A thousand answers popped into his head, each worse than the one before. 

"Paul," began the beautiful lady on his right. "We represent the Blue Fantasies Resort on Bear Island. Our establishment is outside the borders of this as well as any other country. We are a retreat that offers special services catering to a certain clientele."

Paul looked from one lady to another, "I've never worked in a resort before, Why me?"

"You won't be working there, Paul" smiled the lady to his right. "We have a job that you are uniquely qualified to fill. But we are rude not to introduce ourselves. I am Madeline Farnsby and my companion is Tracy Sheridan. We are... recruiters, you might say."

Tracy leaned into the table with a smile. "How would one hundred thousand dollars cash suit you, Paul?" She leaned back with a satisfied grin at the look of shock on Paul's face.

A frown of suspicion instantly returned to the young man's face as he looked around as if the cops were waiting in the shadows with handcuffs and billy clubs. "What is it that I have to do?"

Madeline placed her hand reassuringly over Paul's and said "You don't have to worry; you won't be breaking any laws. You will be flown to the port in Miami, once there you go through a brief physical with our medical staff. Then you will go over your contract with our lawyers and then board a ship to our island."

"You still haven't mentioned what I will be doing for one hundred thousand dollars."

"Oh! You are right!" Madeline said with a smile but paused. At that moment their waiter appeared. "Yes, James! My favorite waiter! I am so glad to see you again!" 

James grinned in obvious pleasure at her recognition. "It's always a pleasure to serve you Miss Madeline!" He had slipped another waiter twenty dollars just to ensure he waited on their table. The feel of Tracy's hand slipping behind him to grip his ass sent a shiver up his spine. He almost missed the order as he remembered the night he spent with the two sexy ladies last time they visited.

"A salad for myself and Tracy and I suspect our guest will enjoy a double helping of your delicious rib roast, extra helping of mashed potatoes and those lovely green peas with pearl onions your chef does so well!"

"As you wish, Miss Madeline," replied the breathless waiter as he scurried off with their order. He returned after a few moments with a bottle of white wine for the ladies to sample and a tray of cold cuts and varied sauces.

Madeline poured the wine and smiled as she handed Paul the delicate glass. "Let's discuss business after the meal which is completely on us whether you choose to accept our offer or not." 

Paul accepted the glass still wary of the hidden agenda these two beautiful ladies had for him. The wine filled him with a pleasant warmth that went straight to his head. The table conversation was lively and carefully avoided any mention of Paul's past experiences. It was as if he was lost in some sort of hunger induced hallucination while still out in the rain sitting on his bags.

The food arrived and Paul wasted no time diving in. The meat tore apart easily with his fork. The hollandaise sauce was spicy and soothing at the same time. He had never eaten better in his entire life. Another bottle of wine accompanied the beef, this one a rich red. He felt his spirits lift with each sip. Finally, unable to eat another bite he turned to his two angels as he thought of them now.

"After we discuss our offer with you, I know the perfect little night club not too far from here we can celebrate afterwards!" Madeline beamed with confidence. By this point, had she suggested that walking in front of a speeding bus would be in his best interest he would probably comply without hesitation. His head swam slightly with that wonderful buzz of a full stomach and the warm glow from the alcohol. 

"Our resort sponsors a hunt of sorts every year," began the sexy brunette. "wealthy and powerful Women from all over the world come to participate."

"What do they hunt?" Paul wanted to know trying to focus on her lips and not the deep inviting cleavage she had on display. 

Madeline suppressed a smirk sensing how easy this one would be. "You," she said simply.

"Me??" started the startled young man. "You mean with like.. guns or spears or something??"

"No, we aren't like that at all." She reassured the frightened man. "The hunt will consist of you and several other people like you being released into the tropical paradise of our island where you will be chased by beautiful ladies such as these." She reached into her bag and pulled out a binder to hand to Paul.

Paul paged through the photos of the ladies who would hunt him. He paused to take in the exotic beauty of each new photo. His mind instantly drew back on the gnawing fear that this was all too good to be true. He spoke his concerns in a slightly slurred tone.

"Well, since you are looking for a catch, I will give them to you here and now," smiled Madeline. "For one thing, you and the hunted will be naked as will the hunters."

Paul stared blankly at the dark brown eyes of the beautiful girl beside him.

"Naked.." he echoed. 

"Yes, naked as in no clothing." Madeline continued without missing a beat. "The hunt will last exactly twenty four hours. If you avoid capture during that time, you will be returned to the destination of your choice.. with one hundred thousand dollars cash in hand."

"One hundred thousand dollars.." Paul whispered in disbelief. A small part of his brain still managed a decent defense. "What if I am captured?"

"Well, Paul," Madeline said as if reasoning with a child. "Your present living conditions aren't the best in the world, right?"

Paul said nothing but quietly sipped the last of the wine at the memory of what waited for him just outside the restaurant walls.

"What if you no longer had to worry about where you would live, how you would live? You didn't have to fear another bill or angry phone call?" asked Madeline as she tried to make her next statement easier for the young man to come to terms with. "If you are captured, you become the hunter's prize; her slave legally and only to be released whenever she desires to release you." 

"Slave?" Paul jumped in his seat. "You mean like. She can do anything to me? Hurt me? Even kill me?"

"No, no," Madeline said evenly. "Our rules do not allow any harm to come to you. Some pain will probably be involved but nothing that is lasting more than a few minutes and no permanent damage. Many come to enjoy the experience of being a slave. We make spot checks on our client's homes where we can make sure nothing bad happens to you."

"Imagine, Paul." Tracy joined in placing her slender hand on his leg beneath the table. "You would have a fabulous home to enjoy, food, drink, clothing to suit the desires of your Lady."

"Sounds great but what do I provide for my Lady?" Paul said fearfully aware of his past failures in the bedroom and dreading that this would be where the conversation was heading.

"I can see you are a quick one, Paul." Madeline smiled at the bleary eyed young man. "I'm sure your duties will include most menial tasks of housekeeping and such but yes, sex would certainly be involved but a wonderful young man can provide pleasure in more ways than you can imagine. Trust me, any hunter that captures you will be very pleased indeed. Many of our best hunters prize young men such as you!"

Paul felt a shiver run up his spine at those words.

"So what do you think Paul? Are you in or out?"

Paul looked from one lady to another still trying to spot the hidden danger he felt was certain to be there hiding beneath the surface of those beautiful smiles.

"I go to a resort on a tropical island, get hunted.. naked.. by those beautiful ladies." He went over it all mostly for himself. "I avoid capture I win one hundred thousand dollars and I am returned any place I want to go?"

"Yes"

"If I am captured I become the lady's slave for however long she wants to keep me and she must take care of me not hurt me in anyway."

"Aside from the possible pains of sexual paradises I am sure even a handsome young man, like you, has yet to experience," Madeline's smile took an almost predatory shade. "No pain above that and no killing."

"Well," Paul hesitated but he and the ladies already knew his answer. "I guess I am in."

"Excellent!" beamed Madeline as she produced a small stack of papers and a plane ticket. "These are preliminary contract agreements stating you will be on the plane tomorrow at 9:00 am sharp. You will be received in Miami by our staff and they will take you to the medical processing site at the docks. From there you will be placed in a nice stateroom on the chartered ship we have waiting where you will meet some of your fellow prey."

The word "prey" blazed into the young man's thoughts. 

"The ship will take you to the island where you will be picked up and transferred to the dormitories where you will be prepared for the day of the hunt. Sign here," she flipped of a few pages "and here." 

Paul took the pen and, with a sinking dread that he was signing his soul to the devil, he scribbled his name as she had commanded.

"Great!!" Madeline beamed. "Now that we have concluded our business, it is time to celebrate!!" 

She and Tracy signaled for their coats and led the slightly drunk young man out of the restaurant.

The nightclub had a name but Paul was too muddled in his thoughts to have noticed. The wine left him in a warm cozy place and his future seemed so much brighter now. As bright as the lights that lit up the sign they walked under at the club. The bouncer waved the group in with a smile and Paul was quickly lost in the sounds of smooth jazz. 

He watched couples dance through a glassy haze and a faint smile on his lips. Madeline and Tracy exchanged smiles of their own as they rubbed the vulnerable young man's legs. He was strictly hands off, they both knew but they did love to tease. Paul looked from one beautiful face to another in amazement.

The night continued like a dream, with a dance in the arms of each angel. Paul gave himself over to the alcohol induced heaven.

"I think our favorite soldier has had enough for tonight," smiled Madeline as she signaled to a well-dressed man standing silently against the wall. "Andrew here will take you to your hotel and wake you in the morning for your trip to the airport." 

"Good luck, Paul!" grinned Tracy. "Whichever way the hunt turns out for you but personally, I wish I could capture you myself!"

Paul turned red at the compliment and his cock stirred in his drunken state. "Thanks" is all he could manage before a firm hand guided him out of the club.

Madeline grinned at her companion. "That went easier than I thought it would."

Tracy sipped her drink with a smile. "Come on, what choice did he have?" 

Their eyes roved around the club floor; now that work was finished, it was play time. No one was hands off in this room. Tracy felt a nudge from her beautiful best friend and glanced over to see Madeline tilting her head towards a table with two attractive women sitting.

The gleam of wedding rings brought a wolfish grin to Tracy's lips as both she and Madeline had a weakness for luring married victims back to their hotel room to enjoy. 

Madeline made things even worse by leaning in and whispering "If we don't have those two tonight, I'll take it out on that sexy ass of yours."

Tracy squirmed in her seat as her cock sprang to life at the image. The two ladies went to the dance floor. They had played this game many times. Their dance drew the eyes of everyone in the room. Even the other couples dancing slowed and paused to watch the two beauties grind seductively against each other. 

Slender arms and legs rubbed soft flesh barely concealed in their dresses. Men all over the room found it difficult to hide their growing bulges. Women watched breathlessly as they silently considered their own secret day dreams of a sexy woman holding them the same way.

Tracy and Madeline stole glances at the pair of young housewives, who sat at their table quiet as church mice, drinks forgotten in the moment. As the song came to a close, Madeline dipped her companion low and then drew her back up for a passionate slow kiss that drew groans and gasps all over the room.

The stunned and obviously excited crowd parted the floor back to their table. They walked past the two young ladies whose eyes never left their lush bodies. Once they were close, both ladies quickly shifted their eyes to their half empty glasses. Faces turned a heated red as each young girl was afraid their friend had caught them staring at the sexy women with obvious desire. 

Once back at their table, Madeline signaled a waiter over and ordered the best champagne to be delivered to their target's table. The two young ladies looked up at the waiter in momentary bewilderment as he poured their glasses. When he motioned to Madeline and Tracy, both eyes went wide and faces went red once more. The smaller blonde mouthed a fluttering "thank you." Which Madeline returned with a raised glass in salute.

Tracy and Madeline smiled as the two women turned to each other in almost frantic conversation.Before the ladies could decide whether to stay in their seats and enjoy the music or beat a hasty retreat back to the safety of their homes and husbands, Tracy and Madeline cornered them at their table.

"May we join you?" asked Madeline to the young blonde she had already chosen. Tracy sensed that as did the young ladies seated at the table. She quickly took the seat next to the taller brunette. Both house wives blushed as the two beautiful ladies turned their full attention on them.

"I'm Madeline and my companion is Tracy," said the sexy brunette as she stared into the wide blue eyes of the blonde.

"I'm Amy," the young girl said breathlessly and "This is Barbara, my next door neighbor." 

"Hmm two sexy young ladies out to play without the husbands to slow you down?" asked Tracy as she took Barbara's hand, gently rubbing the wedding ring glistening on her finger. Barbara was lost for words as she and Amy were completely entranced by the bold, commanding presence of the beautiful women. 

Both wives shared a look that brought a smile to Madeline's lips. "No, we are just having a girl's night," stammered Barbara as she blushingly allowed Tracy to continue holding her hand. "You know, just a chance to escape the same old boring routine."




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 03



"You and your friend are amazing dancers!" Amy blurted out and quickly covered her mouth with a delicate hand. She stared wide eyed at Madeline, unsure how to compliment the beautiful woman without sending the wrong signals. At the same time Amy was not completely sure what signals she wanted to send. 

"Tracy and I can be very imaginative when it comes to escaping the same old routine." Madeline slid closer to the nervous blonde. "We can make this a girl's night you'll never forget."

Neither girl had ever openly considered another woman in that way but the two beautiful ladies were very clear on their intentions as Madeline smiled at Tracy. Sliding her hand over Amy's bare leg, the young girl dropped her stare down to the roaming hands of the woman next to her. Amy felt her nipples grow harder than anytime Bill, her husband, had ever touched her. 

After several glasses of excellent champagne, the helpless girls were putty in Madeline's and Tracy's hands. Both older ladies stood from the table and took the young house wives gently by the arm. The girls were aware of the eyes of the room fixed on the beautiful couples as they made their way to the floor.

Amy slipped into Madeline's embraced and was soon lost in the sinful delights of soft scented flesh caressing her skin. She shivered as Madeline gave the first kisses on her exposed neck. Her arms tightened slightly around the older woman as she propelled them across the dance floor. Soft fingers ran through her soft blonde hair as Amy nuzzled deeper into the woman's shoulder.

Barbara was equally lost in Tracy's arms. Her breath was stolen away at the first heavenly crush of breast to firm breast. She breathed in the older woman's perfume and all thoughts of resistance faded. Tracy had the helpless girl trembling with excitement as she nibbled and kissed bare shoulder. The two women guided their prizes around the room. Boldly exploring the drunken girls bodies before the eyes of everyone present. The song faded to the end and the kisses were as deep and as passionate as those everyone had witnessed earlier in the evening. 

Other couples took the floor as Madeline and Tracy guided the two young women into the shadows of the club's back wall. Each pinned her girl against the solid barrier and took weak but willing lips. Tongues explored inexperienced mouths. Expert hands found the weak places in each girl as deep kisses stole away the last of their resistance. The girls could only nod their heads when asked back to their future lover's room. 

The bouncer smiled at the two and gave a wink in envy. Not sure if he wished he was taking the vulnerable housewives off to bed or that he wished he was the one being led to bed by the two sexy older women. 

The cab ride to the hotel was lost in steamy kisses, whispered promises of sinful pleasures. Wedding vows were forgotten completely as the formerly straight girls were overwhelmed by their experienced seducers. 

Once inside the room, coats hit the floor as the two young ladies were quickly pinned to the large couch. Amy cooed as Madeline nibbled and thrust her tongue around her delicate ear. Barbara accepted Tracy's tongue and sucked it gently driving her older lover into a frenzy.

"Stand up for us, girls," said Madeline gently.

Amy and Barbara quickly obeyed eager for whatever their inventive lovers could think of. "Barbara, undress your lovely friend Amy for us." 

The two girls looked at each other blankly for a second. Barbara gave her smaller friend a smile as she unzipped her dress and knelt in front of the blushing blonde as she pulled it down that sweet body. Amy shivered as the air hit her exposed flesh. She felt the gentle caress of her friend knowing that things would never be the same between them now.

Barbara had always admired even envied her shorter friend's round hips and perfect ass. She turned the blonde away from her as she ran her fingers down the girl's smooth back to the pale blue panties that made that ass look so inviting.

Amy had her hands clutched together in front of her chest as she relished the feel of Barbara's hands on her body. Her bra and panties were seductively taken from her. Her pussy glistened in the dim light of the hotel room. Barbara didn't even wait for a command. She leaned in and buried her mouth between the trembling round ass cheeks of her next door neighbor. 

Amy cried out in pleasure as she reached back and grabbed handfuls of Barbara's thick dark hair. Madeline allowed the two to explore their private world of sin before she commanded Amy to remove Barbara's dress and get her ready for Tracy to take her. Amy's blond head was soon burrowing between the tanned thighs of her friend exploring and tasting forbidden places. Both women were bare except for their wedding rings as Tracy and Madeline stood up and claimed their wives for the evening.

Leading the girls back to the couch, they guided the ladies down in the deep soft cushions, grinding their bodies hard. Madeline captured Amy's small hard nipple in her teeth and sucked hard at the same time. Tracy bit Barbara's throat leaving her panting and moaning for more. 

"What do your husbands look like?" asked Madeline gently as she pressed Amy deeper into the couch. Awakened at the mention of her husband, a guilty blush graced the girl's body.

"Do you have a photo?"

Amy nodded wordlessly as she dipped into her bag on the floor and pulled out a worn pocket book. She flipped the leather cover and turned the flap covering the few photos she had inside.

Madeline stared at the athletic form of Amy's husband. Her cock, hidden under her dress and panties stiffened painfully as it had been most of the evening. "Very nice," she stared hungrily at the young man's muscular legs and arms, his barrel chest and nice round ass.

Amy smiled weakly, as Madeline dropped the pocket book to the floor and dove down to claim the helpless wife's lips again.

Tracy made a similar request of Barbara who produced her own husband's photos. Tracy was equally impressed with the husband's well-kept body and tight ass. Dropping the photos to the floor she bent the brunette's body back into the couch for a passionate kiss of her own. After several minutes of urgent love making the two older women knew they had the helpless housewives where they wanted them.

They stood in front of their prey and smiled. "We'll make you a deal, ladies," grinned a confident Madeline."We will fuck you better than your husbands or any other man has ever fucked you. We'll have you begging for more of the pleasure we will give you. You will definitely want us to have you again and again. And we will satisfy that need."

"All we want in return aside from your sexy bodies," continued Tracy. "Is that you let us fuck your husbands one at a time in front of each of you."

"WHAT??" both naked girls almost jumped to their feet but the alcohol they had enjoyed all evening dropped them back down on to the couch. "We sure as hell won't let you fuck our husbands!"

Tracy and Madeline smiled, "Oh, maybe after you see what we have to offer, you will change your minds," said Tracy as she unzipped her dress.Silky garments pooled at the dominant ladies feet. They turned to each other, sharing a deep soulful kiss that silenced the bewildered wives once again. They removed each other's bras. Amy and Barbara's eyes took in succulent flesh as they squirmed on the couch in desire. Could they let these sexy ladies loose on their men? As more of their lover's bodies came into view both girls began to wonder if they would even care if their husbands came back to them. 

"Close your eyes," commanded Madeline.

"Why?" whimpered Barbara.

"Trust me, you'll love it," Tracy promised in a seductive voice.

Two pairs of eyes fluttered shut as panties slid down rounded hips. Madeline walked up in front of Amy while Tracy took her place in front of Barbara. The two younger women breathed loudly as expectations of what they would soon experience made them ever eager.

Soft hands caressed their faces as the girls open their eyes just in time to see the hard cocks pressing towards their mouths. Both girls started and with gasps of surprise they allowed those impressive cocks entrance. The young ladies were wound up tight in the sexual tension that had been building in them all evening at the skilled manipulations of these two amazing women in front of them. 

Amy looked up past the round breasts into the eyes of the woman above her as that wonderful cock slid deeper. She gave a soft accepting moan around that heavenly shaft as she twisted her head while her tongue explored the exciting surprise Madeline was feeding her.

Barbara could only close her eyes in contentment as Tracy's cock moved deeper into her mouth. Mike's cock was nice but Tracy's was magnificent. All Barbara could focus on was her need for more. She gripped her lover's hips and bobbed her head willingly as she sucked that delicious flesh harder. Her tongue searching for the juices that she drained from that wonderfully flared head. 

Tracy groaned at the eager wife's talented skills. "Damn she is good!" she muttered. 

Madeline slowly fucked little Amy's mouth letting the girl grow accustom to her size. After several minutes filled with groans and slurping mouths on hard flesh, the two ladies stepped back from the panting wives.

"Well, ladies," asked Madeline." Do either of you have a problem with Tracy and I fucking your man in front of you? Would you help us to make that happen?" 

Amy and Barbara looked to each other and devilish grins broke out on their faces as they each imagined their husbands pinned to the bed being taken by these beautiful ladies from both ends. Amy shivered at the thought as excitement shook her small body with desire to witness that very thing right now. Without a moment's more hesitation both wives nodded. 

Madeline smiled as she scooped up the tiny blonde who squealed with delight. She carried her prize off to her bed. Tracy took Barbara's hand and led the trembling woman to her own bed. Madeline carefully placed her lover on the covers of her king size bed and climbed in on top of her. 

Amy mewed happily as she opened her legs to accept the older woman. Sliding her arms under the beautiful girl's shoulders, Madeline once again claimed the young wife's mouth. For several minutes, the older brunette relished the feel of hot wet pussy grinding against the shaft of her cock. She rocked her hips, sawing between welcoming lips. 

Amy cried and bit her lower lip softly as she worked her hips desperate to get this wonderful woman inside of her. She leaned her head up to bite the older woman's shoulder as she felt the smooth flared head rubbed her slit so wickedly. The girl gripped the older brunette's arms as Madeline's cock found her wet and ready to be entered. 

A firm confident thrust, Madeline speared the helpless blonde pinned under her. Amy's head slammed into the pillows as she was filled deeper than Bill or any other man ever filled her before. Her legs hooked behind Madeline's soft thighs as her lover started to ride her.

The bed rocked harder and faster as the two women moaned into each other's mouths. Madeline enjoyed the tight walls that gripped her cock as she slammed the innocent wife beneath her. 

"Tonight," she panted into the blonde's ear. "You're my blushing bride." Amy cried out at the sexy words Madeline continued to pour into her ear. 

"Tonight will be the first of many where I will take your sweet pussy." She accentuated her words with slow grinding thrusts. "You will help me lure your husband into bed where you will allow me to have my way with him." She whispered to the young girl. "You will watch as I make him my blushing bride as well. You both will be married to my cock from then on." 

Madeline proceeded to pound that sweet forbidden pussy into submission. Amy's legs opened wider to allow the woman, her husband for tonight, maybe forever, inside. That amazing cock rammed harder and faster into her very soul. She looked up in to Madeline's eyes in wild amazement at the pleasures this wonderful woman was giving her.

She knew Bill would never match this. The image of him on their bed sucking Tracy's cock while Madeline gripped his hips, driving deep into his virgin ass had her screaming for release. Madeline ran her hands down the trembling blonde's back and cross her heaving stomach. Fingers found Amy's hard exposed clit while others found her delicate ass entrance. Thrusting and rubbing fingers and that magnificent pounding of the most perfect cock she ever experienced sent Amy screaming over the edge. Her body jumped and jerked as Madeline brought exquisitely torturous pleasure to her body. Amy's mind could not handle the over load of nerve impulses Madeline inspired in her pussy and ass. With a soft whimper she passed out and became limp under woman's continued thrusts. 

Barbara was in her own paradise in Tracy's bed. She was quickly overwhelmed by the woman on top of her, soft flesh rubbing on her skin. The throbbing heat of that amazing cock made the helpless girl quiver under her dominant lover. Tracy gave her a deep passionate kiss that stunned the young brunette further. She quickly reversed her position above the helpless wife and buried her tongue in the steaming pussy below her. Her arms hooked under the squirming girl's parted thighs as she feasted on the sweet flesh. Barbara gasped as Tracy sent her tongue deep into her pussy. Mike, her husband, was never interested in oral sex except when she gave it to him.

The oral attention she was receiving from the experienced tongue of this beautiful goddess made her crazy with desire. Grasping that firm, impressive cock in her hand, she guided it into her mouth. Once again, reveling in the warm, smooth flesh as that wide head glided across her tongue. She sucked the precum eagerly from Amy's cock hungry for more.

Tracy raised her head long enough to groan "Damn!!" as she started to fuck the sexy girl's mouth beneath her. Her tongue returned to that hot pussy. 

Barbara ran her hands over the smooth round ass cheeks helping guide more of that wonderful cock into her mouth. Her fingers slid between Tracy's clenching as cheeks searching for that delicate opening. Thrusting a finger inside, She sucked as much of her lover's cock into her mouth and throat as she could. 

Tracy screamed into Barbara's steaming cunt. It was all she could do not to release yet. Tracy wanted her cum inside the vulnerable pussy of the young housewife. 

Pulling her cock out of the dominated house wife's mouth, Tracy laid down on the bed. Not waiting for an invitation, Barbara quickly mounted that glistening uptight shaft. Tracy's cock slide deep inside the eager girl as Barbara leaned forward and ground her face into her new lover's tits. 

Madeline covered the sleeping blonde with a sheet and slipped into Tracy's room. The sight of the firm round ass riding her friend's wide cock had her own unsatisfied dick rock hard in moments. Reaching into her bag by the couch she coated her cock with lube and climbed onto the bed behind the sexy housewife.

Straddling Tracy's legs, Madeline gently ran her hands over the young girl's back and ass. Barbara was surprised by the presence of another set of hands and hot mouth on her flesh. She felt Madeline's large round breast grind into her back. She leaned back, savoring the feel of Tracy's cock sliding deeper in to her dripping pussy as she turned her head to accept a kiss with the beautiful brunette grinding on her back and ass. Madeline caressed and massaged then gently pushed the overwhelmed girl over until she settled down onto Tracy's chest. Lips found hard nipple as the young girl suckled from her lover. 

Madeline ran her hands between their bodies down to that shapely ass. Barbara was no stranger to anal sexual pleasure. Mike liked to use his fingers but refused to enter her with his cock. "That's nasty!" he complained. Madeline worked her fingers into that wonderful ass massaging and teasing that tight star into acceptance.

Holding the panting housewife firmly down into her friend's embrace, Madeline guided her aching cock into the young brunette's round bottom. As her slick hot cock slide easily into the young wife's round ass, Madeline lay down on the girl's back pinning her down onto Tracy's body. Madeline bit the girl's sweaty shoulder and pushed deeper into that virgin bottom. 

Barbara could feel both cocks filling her. She became lost in the wet hot flesh of the bodies that sandwiched her between them. They used her body with selfish abandon. She was their fucktoy now. Helpless... mindless... wanting more and more. Her hips flexed and rocked trying to get one cock then the other deeper into her holes. Tracy took the sweet girl's mouth with her own. Oxygen quickly diminished in the young housewife's lungs as she was fucked by her two lovers. Never in her existence had the girl ever felt this full, this satisfied. Mike would never give her the sexual thrills that she felt right now.

Barbara knew that she wanted Tracy from now on, as long as she could have her. She would happily let the older woman bring her friends to fuck her if that is what she desired. The thought of many more women like these two waiting their turn at her pussy and ass sent Barbara into a mind numbing release. She was their whore to do whatever they wished. 

Tracy groaned loudly as her cock swelled and pumped her seed into the unprotected womb of the sweet young housewife. 

Madeline sensing the two beneath her had found release growled in frustration. She needed to cum! Pulling her rock solid dick from the young girl's relaxed bottom she slid off the bed. 

"Madeline?" she heard a soft voice call from the bedroom door. 

Amy stood naked innocently rubbing her sleepy eyes as she slowly staggered into the room. 

Tracy slid out of the bed leaving a contented Barbara snoring softly. She shared a menacing smile with her best friend as the helpless lamb of a young girl walked willingly into the embrace of the women ready to take her.

"You take that sweet pussy, I'll take that amazing ass this time." She whispered to Madeline as they took the small blonde into their arms. Amy accepted another kiss from the older brunette happily unaware of the plans the two women had for her inexperienced body.

Amy felt so safe and secure in the arms of the wonderful ladies who led her back into Madeline's bed. The bed springs groaned as the three of them settled down, the sweet housewife was quickly lost between the two older women. Grunts and moans became louder as the bed rocked as Amy's screams of pleasure were muffled by mouths or flesh. 

The next morning found the four women enjoying a hot shower. Both young girls bent over and receiving a very satisfying pounding in their asses. It was obvious to anyone the four women had found love that evening. Amy and Barbara left the hotel with a spring in their step and smile on their faces. 

They knew that if they told their husbands that they spent the night in the beds of two sexy women, their husbands would forgive them not coming home at once. They would also let them know they were open to a threesome maybe a foursome with their new lovers and yes, they would let their new lovers fuck their husbands.

They were also certain the husbands would leap at the opportunity never suspecting they would be the ones taking cock not giving it. 

On the way home the two wives explored each other's bodies and made out so passionately the cab driver nearly drove off the road six times. She managed to keep the cab on the road and safely to the ladies homes and slipped both of them her number with a wink. Amy grinned happily and blew the female cabbie a kiss as she walked with Barbara back to her home. 




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 03



The two wives had their instructions for the traps they would lay for their husbands. Very soon, they would be sharing those amazing cocks with their men. With a quick passionate kiss, the two housewives parted at Amy's door. Amy entered the home and called out, "Honey! You won't believe the night I had!"



T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 04



Ok, here I am again. I'm sure my faithful anonymous negative comment poster is among the first to be happy to see yet another part of these stories lol I hope this part is more entertaining than my last posting was for the few readers that have been following these stories. I do appreciate all the comments. As I said before, it allows me to know that real people are reading and hopefully are entertained. I really am surprised at the votes and I am happy most of you enjoy these stories. As long as you continue to show interest, I will continue to write. Thank you all and Happy Holidays!

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Life, for a fortunate few in this world, was always perfect. When you are blessed with the gift of masculine good looks, you worked to develop the perfect body; women and opportunities just fell at your feet. Doors that would never open for most guys were yours to walk through on a whim.

Such seemed to be the world of Steve Bishop as he walked down the docks of the tropical paradise of Bear Island. Somehow, his best friend Vance had scored these summer jobs working at an exclusive island resort that catered exclusively to rich women. With his looks and easy going yet dominant personality, Steve never had a girl turn him down for anything he desired.

Guys, like Vance, hung out with him mostly in hopes of picking up the ones he had discarded once he had chosen the girl he would take to bed that night. They were often successful in their schemes. Vance was hoping for such luck here as well. 

Both young men relished the idea of catching the attention of some incredibly wealthy and at least somewhat desirable looking woman's eye.

Dreams of a quickie marriage, a few years pleasurable sexual frolicking before either party had their fill followed by an equally quickie divorce with a sizeable financial settlement danced in both young man's heads as they followed the group of men and women to the waiting shuttles. 

Steve looked down the white sands of the beach in anticipation of maybe darkening his tan a bit after orientation briefings were completed.

More than one lady in the group cast a lingering eye on the impressive work of art he knew he was. His vanity was well earned from countless hours in the gym from fifth grade until graduation. He played with more than a couple of these wonderful young ladies who willingly helped him fill in the dull days of the sea voyage getting here. 

He never bothered with remembering their names. He lost interest in them once he had finished enjoying plundering unexplored flesh.Awareness of interested female eyes on him was so common place that he no longer experienced the ego swelling sensation of such attention. He just assumed most women wanted him and he was seldom wrong. 

He walked down the dock with the strut of a man who owned the world. His eyes already scanning the resort staff sent to meet them for any new distractions to enjoy attention from.

Vance never stopped jabbering about this or that. How cool the vacation jobs would be, how that girl was hot or how drunk they would get. Of all his friends Vance was the closest to his level in good looks and didn't act as an annoyance in his game of female conquest. 

Yes, life was just another day full of the promise of great opportunities and untold pleasures. 

They climbed into the shuttle vans after a couple of exotic looking island girls grabbed his bags from him with eager, inviting smiles. He blessed the girls with a gentle smile of his own before taking his seat for the ride to the summer staff housing. The trip was short and full of beautiful seaside views that energized the slightly travel weary group.

Upon arrival, they were greeted by their supervisors, given a brief overview of their duties, issued several sets of their uniforms, and shown to their suites in the temporary servants housing. Their rooms consisted of a pair of modest yet comfortable beds that neither young man hoped to put to use while here. Both enjoyed a quick shower and donned their comfortable staff uniforms and followed the rest of the group of new arrivals down to the lobby for dinner. Yes, life was good.

After the orientation meeting was over, they picked up a copy of their work schedules, a layout of the resort marked with their work stations and a map of the island. 

The two enjoyed a pleasant evening at the staff bar where Steve carefully avoided showing more than a mild interest in any of the girls present. He didn't want a jealous young lady spoiling his chances at a bigger, wealthier prize later.

Vance was not so particular and had wandered off with a beautiful Asian young lady after a few attempts she had at getting Steve's attention failed. Steve picked up his half-finished drink and wandered around the resort. 

The soft ocean breeze easily penetrated the light cotton uniform he was wearing. He felt like they were more pajamas than clothing. He took off his shoes upon arrival at the moonlit beach. He enjoyed the feel of soft sand between his toes as he walked down to the surf.

The final rays of the setting sun seemed to provide the perfect ending to the perfect day he had so far. He barely walked a few hundred feet along the dunes before he found Vance with his girl entangled together. He smiled at his friend's enjoyments as he quietly walked around the two who were too preoccupied to notice his presence. They were not the only couple among the swaying trees that lined the beach.

He paused at the sight of a couple of girls locked in a deep kiss. He briefly considered the thrill of trying to insinuate himself into the situation but knew it might invite trouble for his future plans and left the two beautiful girls to their exploration of each other. Yes, this was truly going to be one of the best times of his life.

As he walked past a series of small storage huts he heard the soft murmur of voices. The voices became moans and grunts as he quietly slipped around the corner. The sight that greeted him had his jaw drop. A beautifully exotic Latina girl had a much younger redhead teenager in her arms. Normally couples making out had no effect on Steve but this situation completely blew his mind.

The girl held the boy pinned to the wall of the hut with his arms and legs wrapped around her sexy body. The soft exterior lights of the huts made their skin gleam as she thrust her hips into the happily accepting young man.

Unsure of what he was witnessing, Steve crept closer to the perverse scene.

The two lovers enjoyed a deep passionate kiss as the girl tightened her grip on the boy's ass she was enjoying. Steve was close enough to smell the scent of perfume and sweat. He could easily make out the well-toned Latina's muscles as she held her lover against the hut.His eyes were drawn down between her slightly spread thighs to see a sight he could not believe.

The girl had her large hard cock buried deep into the young man's ass. His legs wrapped above her shapely hips caused his own hips to twist and flex upward allowing the girl even deeper inside him. His hands explored her back and breasts as they continued to kiss. Both lovers were lost in their own perverted paradise. Steve knew he should be revolted by the scene and thankfully part of him was. But that cock buried into willing ass drew his eyes against his will.

A giddy feeling raced through his stomach as he watched the girl pound the young man against the hut. The redheaded teenager seemed to buck against the woman as he met each thrust with an equally enthusiastic flex of his hips. 

Unable to tear his eyes away from the two, Steve grew alarmed at his body's reaction to the scene. 

He should be vomiting in the sand. He should easily be able to turn away in disgust. But he remained rooted to the spot and took in every decadent detail. Familiar with his own techniques of taking girls the same way the brown skinned beauty was taking the pale boy, he knew she was close to release. 

In morbid fascination he watched as she braced the helpless but eager teenager against the hut and pounded harder and deeper between his open thighs.

Steve heard her soft groan as she rammed the boy a final time and held her cock deep inside him. The two were lost in their own world of unnatural pleasure sharing a deep open mouth kiss as she pumped shot after shot of her cum into the willing teenager.  

He heard the soft murmur of their voices as she caressed her young lover's hair. She continued to hold the boy against the hut, leisurely thrusting and grinding her cock deep in his ass.

Steve was finally released from the spell of the scene; he walked as quickly as he could away from the tow, alarmed at his reaction to what he had witnessed. He sure as hell didn't go in for crap like this! Real men didn't take cocks like a moaning whore. Steve became angry at the two lovers for the image of passion he was unable to get out of his mind now. His own cock betrayed him by hardening slightly. That only fed his anger as he stormed into his room.

He briefly thought of going back out and finding the first girl to give the angriest fuck of her life to. He wanted to rid himself of the perverted sexual energy he had from the Latina that dominated his thoughts now. Instead, he took a long cold shower and found a small stocked bar in the community room on his floor. Selecting a bottle of rum, he returned to his room and drank himself to sleep.

The next morning he woke up and put on a pair of shorts and t-shirt. His normal morning routine included a quick mile run to wake his body up. He stretched and took a short walk along the beach before he broke into an easy stride along the gentle morning surf. The sea felt cold to his feet and legs as he enjoyed the peaceful solitude.

He smiled at a couple of attractive young ladies who also were out for a morning jog. His eyes feasted on bouncing tits, gleaming flat stomachs and well sculpted legs. He returned their smiles with one of his own, cheerful yet not too inviting. As his eyes traveled from their attractive faces, he was drawn to the v between their legs. 

The image of swaying hard cocks bouncing in the morning sun sprang into his mind. The perverse giddy sexual energy coursed through his stomach again. His own cock stirred at the memory of the Latina taking her pleasure from the willing teenager.

Steve flew into a rage against the unwanted and disgusting images. The two formerly cheerful girls' smiles faltered at the change in Steve's expression. They gave the troubled young man a bit more room unsure of what strange fit he was experiencing. Steve balled his fists and broke into a full sprint. He tried to out run the lewd thoughts that raced through his head. He wanted to pound them out of his skull with his own hands if needs be. 

His run went on until his lungs could not draw in enough oxygen to keep up with the demands he placed on his body. He slowed to a walk that allowed him to relax. Drained of unwanted energy, he headed back to the servant's housing for a shower and quick breakfast.

He and Vance received their instructions for their duties as waiters in the main dining hall. The large circular room held a decent sized oval riser along one end for a band. Tables were set in rows, covered with shining white cloths that gleamed in the late morning sun. 

Overhead there was an atrium roof, a series of clear windows that allowed the morning sun to fill the chamber. Screens could be drawn across the windows during the heat of the day to keep the room cooler. Along the exterior facing wall was a bank of windows designed to maximize the ocean view. Rows of tables had a generous amount of space to allow diners and staff to move freely. Even the seating had double spacing to provide further comfort to the guests. 

It was clear that the resort spared no expense or detail on the luxuries it provided its clientele. Such elegance and richness only hardened Steve's resolve that he would snare the attentions of one of the guests in hopes of enjoying this type of lifestyle for himself and ultimately on his own terms.

He went about his duties with care and attention that earned him praise from his lovely supervisor. He politely turned down her offer for drinks after dinner that night. Claiming fatigue from traveling, she accepted his excuse with disappointment.

As he and Vance made their way back to the servant's housing, they nearly ran into a young woman who was paying more attention to her data pad than where she was going. A quick apology, she paused to look Steve over. Steve froze in place. 

It was the Latina girl from the huts the night before. He again felt the giddy swirl of energy in his stomach. He wanted desperately to believe it was his revulsion to the creature. His heart raced slightly and his cock hardened against his will. He knew what this woman had hidden away from the view of the world.

He felt a swelling of rage that reddened his face. The beautiful girl's eyes finally met his own. The smile turned from cheerful to inviting to downright seductive in a matter of seconds. Steve found it hard to breath. He was torn between wanting to beat this creature to a pulp to thoughts he was too shocked and embarrassed to allow himself to consider fully.

"Dude!" exclaimed his astonished friend," are you blushing?? Seriously??"

Steve was unable to reply. His eyes locked on the sexy girl's as time froze for the two. As if she knew what he was thinking, her smile turned wicked and she gave him the sexiest wink then walked on to complete her duties.

"Man!" continued Vance as Steve broke into a fast walk. "I mean, she's smoking and all but I've never seen a girl rattle your cage like that!"

"Drop it," hissed Steve through gritted teeth.

"Whoa.. hostility.." crowed Vance, trying to lighten the foul mood his friend was experiencing. "You ok, bro?"

"Yeah," growled Steve. "Do yourself a favor and stay away from that one."

"You two know each other or something?"

"Or something.."

Vance was intrigued. "Come on man, Spill! What gives with her?"

"She isn't a she," answered Steve without slowing his stride.

"What the hell does that mean?"

"It means just what you think it means, dumbass," snarled Steve.

"Hey man! Chill!" The startled young man stammered, "She's like... really? ..Like, not a she? How did you find that out?" asked Vance. He stopped and quickly back peddled, "You didn't... You two... No way!!"

Steve whirled on his friend, read to swing. Vance backed off slightly. "No! Nothing like that and don't you even begin to suggest to anyone anything like that happened.. ever!. I went for a walk last night and saw her with some kid out by the huts on the beach."

Vance looked back at the figure of the girl before she vanished inside the building. "Really?" He paused stunned at what he was being told. "She has a.. You know.. I mean, Really?? As super-hot as she is?"

Vance picked up his pace to catch up with Steve who stormed his way towards their room.Once inside Vance continued to ramble excitedly. "I don't believe it!" 

He paused at the threatening glare his friend gave him. "Not that I don't believe you, bro!" He held out his hands to try and calm Steve down. 

"I just can't wrap my head around the idea. I mean, I heard of girls like that but I would think that.. you know.. You would KNOW if you saw one. I mean, did you see the tits on her?? And her ass was perfect!! I mean.. I would definitely hit that!" 

Vance paused realizing what he was implying, "I mean,, if she didn't have.. well, you know..." He corrected hastily. "oh nevermind," he finished in embarrassment.

"Yeah," grunted Steve. "I know. Now let's drop it."

"Sure, bro." Vance said. I'm going to grab a shower real quick then meet up with Valerie down on the beach. You going to be ok?"

"Sure," replied Steve neutrally. "I'm cool. Don't take all the hot water."

"Got it! Chirped his friend as he grabbed his shorts and t-shirt and vanished into the bathroom.

Steve sat down on his bed glancing about the room. He fidgeted with the TV remote, surfing channel through channel on the satellite service. There were plenty of sports channels that covered everything from baseball to rugby. He paused to watch the action while Vance finished up in the bathroom.

"Don't wait up for me!" he crowed as he grabbed a large beach towel from the closet.

"I won't," replied a much calmer Steve. "Have fun."

"I will! See ya!"

Vance was out the door and the room fell to silence. Steve turned the volume up to drown out the void left after Vance made his exit. Restlessly, Steve continued surfing the channels. 

Eventually, he came across the adult channels. The first few were standard fare. Men with ridiculously sized dicks fucking equally ridiculously voluptuous gals followed by a couple of channels of girl/girl action, which he paused at as any normal man would. He felt his cock stir thankfully at the sight of the girls locked in a deep French kiss.

The next channels jarred the erotic feeling out of him as guys were kissing guys. One channel showed one young man on his knees with a hairy man over him feeding him his cock. Steve felt a grateful relief as he went cold with disgust. He fingered the channel button on the remote, happy to quell the unspoken worries he held inside since last night.

The next channel struck him like a bolt of lightening. It was a poolside scene with a sexy tanned Latina girl with flowing dark hair. She looked like a sister to the girl that worked at the resort. The girl that tormented his thoughts as he once again saw her thrusting into the teenager by the hut.

Cursing at the unwanted memory, he angrily looked back at the action on TV. The girl in the scene was feeding her thick hard cock into the submissive guy in front of her on a towel. His head down on his hands, eyes closed as he willingly allowed that bitch to fuck him like a damn fag! 

Steve grew angry at the damning feel of unwanted sexual energy that whirled in his gut. His cock stirred and Steve almost screaming in anger and fear. He switched off the TV cursing loudly as he tried to rid himself of the images.

What does this mean? Was he gay? 'No FUCKING WAY!!' he mentally screamed at himself. He stormed off to the shower, his hard cock leading the way. He set the shower to the coldest setting and stood naked letting the water cool his temper and the heat of feelings he didn't even begin to acknowledge.

Feeling his heart beat return to normal and his temper cooled, Steve wandered down the hall into the community room. Selecting another bottle of rum, he headed back to his room. He spent the next couple of hours drowning his churning emotions into a hazy comfortable slumber.

Steve walked along the beach alone. The sun was setting to end another day here in paradise. He rounded the huts whose soft exterior lighting had just come on with a faint soothing hum. The sea air felt cooling on his skin. 

He took the beautiful Latina girl in his arms. His mouth claimed hers hungrily. His tongue found hers and they tangled in the warm depths. He traced the sharp hard edges of her teeth and explored the soft wet wall of her palate.

Steve's hand roved up tanned flesh as he found her firm round breast. Cupping that perfect orb, their kiss deepened. Taking a handful of her dark hair in his hand, he pulled her head back. He kissed along her jaw and she turned her head further to give him her throat. He relished her submissiveness, her surrendering herself to his pleasure. This was the way it was meant to be. This was his place in the world. His cock hardened in anticipation of the thrills she would provide him. He wanted her on her knees with his dick sliding between her soft full lips. 

His heart beat loud thuds in his ears as he took her nipple into his mouth. He ran his tongue over the hardening nub of flesh. He felt the rise and fall of her chest as her breathing became labored with excitement. 




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 04



Kissing his way down her stomach his probed her navel with the tip of his tongue. He felt her belly twitch in pleasure as he allowed himself a smile. He went to his knees in front of the beautiful girl. Kissing the swell of her thighs, he nibbled across the smooth round muscle towards that sweet steaming pussy he was ready to ravish. 

He placed one hand around behind to grip her full brown ass cheek and with the other, gently took hold of her hard cock.

He felt her fingers scratch gently through his hair along the scalp at the back of his head. She firmly guided his head into her crotch. Her cock felt warm and pulsing in his hand as he rubbed it from tip to base. In the soft lights of the hut he saw a clear pearl of precum ooze from that round tip. Steve felt his on cock spring to life at the feel of his lover in his hand.

He submissively brought his mouth to that thick flared head with a sigh of contentment. He traced the smooth dark tip softly across his lips before he opened his mouth and she slipping inside.

He felt so alive, so excited... He looked up past those firm round breasts into her dark brown eyes. She smiled down at him like a mix of angel and devil that had his cock aching with the need for release. He felt her hips push more of that amazing cock into his mouth. 

Her hand clutched the back of his head pulling his hair painfully, commandingly. His eyes never left hers as she fed her cock deeper into his mouth and down his throat. He felt the warmth of her balls against his chin. Her stare was over powering, he felt his breath caught in his lungs as his own hard cock pulsed with desire. 

He was lost in the heaven of her dark gaze as she guided his head using his mouth to take her pleasure. Her smile grew wicked as he sucked more of her inside him. His need to please the beautiful girl made him cry silently in painful anguish as he pulled her deep into his throat.

She murmured soft words to him. "That's a good boy," she cooed and she gave him a wink.

Steve bolted upright in bed.

His pulse hammering behind his eyes and his head throbbed from his night of drinking. The memory of the dream faded in a whirl of groggy mental haze. He felt the irritation of his cum cooling on the inside of his thigh as he pulled the soiled sheet from his body. He felt cold and humiliated. 

He quickly glanced over at Vance's bed. Steve was relieved to find it empty. Obviously his roomate never made it back last night.

He fought to keep any thoughts from entering his head as he cleaned himself up and got dressed for his morning jog. The beach was empty thank the fates and he ran his fears and worries out for a couple of miles. A shower and simple breakfast of fruit and juice had him feeling almost normal. Keeping his mind off his dream and on his job he made it through the day without event.

Shortly after lunch his group was called to the main entrance of the resort. The first of the guests were arriving. He stood in line with Vance to his left an attractive blonde girl to his right. 

He smiled at each woman as she strolled past. To his surprise every one of the guest had a unique sexiness that he found appealing. Each had a gaze that demanded attention and obedience that he found surprisingly exciting.

One woman, who had a Middle Eastern look stopped directly in front of him. She was adorned in rich silk robes and diamond jewels. Her dark exotic eyes poured their hypnotic gaze into his. A hint of a smile on her lips, she turned and continued on her way. Steve felt his body tingle from the dominant weight of that stare. He looked at her smooth tan back in lonely disappointment as she walked away.

"Man! " Vance burst out in excitement. "Did you see them bitches???" 

Steve said nothing as he returned to their duty area.

"If I can land one of them I'd be set for life!" Vance continued.

Steve ignored his friend as he set the places for tonight's banquet. Finishing up that task he went to the kitchen to receive his last instructions from his supervisor.

"Steve," smiled the young lady. "You'll be serving wine tonight. Just keep your eyes on the glasses and always pause before pouring to ensure the guest wants more wine." 

"Yes Ma'am," Steve smiled, happy at the easy task.

Dinner went smoothly and the few guest barely filled half the hall. He went from lady to lady, pouring wine into fine crystal. More than one ran a hand on his leg in appreciation. Many ladies smiled invitingly to him which he returned happily. He stopped by the Middle Eastern beauty that eyed him upon arrival.

"More wine, Ma'am?" He asked.

She smiled and nodded.

As he leaned in to pour, he felt her hand slide up the back of his leg to firmly grab his ass cheek. His face reddened at the dominant move. She fondled him like he was her property and her smile widened at his tense acceptance. 

She beckoned with a finger from her free hand. Steve leaned down. She turned her head up to speak softly into his ear. 

"I will need more than wine later if you are willing, young one." Her hand gripped his ass cheek tighter, seeming to punctuate her desires. 

His face felt hot as he stammered "I will definitely keep that in mind, thank you, Ma'am." 

He felt strange. He hadn't felt excitedly awkward with ladies since he was a boy. But these ladies put him off balance with a simple demanding touch or look. They easily assumed the confident and commanding role he normally held. He found himself willingly surrendering to their dominant presence.

She smiled and nodded as she returned to her meal.

The rest of the evening flowed like a dream. Steve had to stay focused as more than one hand caressed his leg and ass during the meal. The other servers were experiencing the same treatment as they were instructed may take place.

It was curious that part of the contract they signed for the job stated that they would be expected to comply with any guest request to include ones of any sexual nature. He thought it strange that anyone would have an issue with wanting to please ladies like these.

At one table a large sexy dark haired woman pulled a small blonde girl into her lap and kissed her hard. The girl went limp under the heat of that kiss. Steve watched the guest enjoying her server out of the corner of his eye. He had never witnessed such a commanding type of woman like these. They knew what they wanted and took what they wanted in what ever manner that suited them. 

The ladies at the table gave a cheer as the woman stood and flipped the helpless young waitress over her shoulder. Blonde hair dangling in a shining mop, the girl raised her head as the woman carried her off to her bed. Her wide, excited blues eyes caught Steve's and the two servants shared a moment of understanding. 

This was their purpose in this world, to please women such as these. In a blink the girl vanished in the clutches of her demanding lover.

After work, Steve returned to his room quietly. He was tempted to seek out his Middle Eastern beauty but decided to hold out to see the rest of the guests that were due to arrive tomorrow.

"Is this the greatest place or what?" Vance nearly shouted when he burst into the room.

"I had hands all over me tonight! I mean ALL OVER ME!" he bubbled. "I mean one woman with a very sexy British accent actually grabbed my cock! I thought I would shoot right then and there!! I am so going to get with one of these women!!"

Steve nodded as he went into the shower. He set the knobs to the hottest he could stand as his mind went back through the day's events. He considered the exotic woman's offer as his cock hardened at her soft commanding proposition.

His body's response was reassuring as his once certain view of his sexuality had been so sorely challenged lately. 

Unbidden the thoughts of the Latina by the huts, the dream with him on his knees accepting her cock into his mouth replaced the exotic woman at dinner. His cock sprang fully to life which sent Steve into a rage unlike anything he ever experienced before.  

'Fuck this!' he mentally cursed himself. He got out of the shower and dried off. He left the room which was empty again as Vance went off to find his girl Valerie again. The beach was empty as servants and guests alike choose to remain indoors tonight. He walked to a jutting part of the forest and sat down to watch the waves crash on the flat sand in faint white foam. The sound of the surf soothed the whirlwind of thoughts, fears, doubts and anger he had in his head.

Part of him regretted coming here. He was seeing things here he always thought as disgusting and repulsive. While his head was telling him exactly how vile and depraved such things were, his body was telling him far different things. Now these sick thoughts were entering his dreams. 

The dominating attitudes of the women didn't help the situation at all. Their easy assumption of the commanding role in any situation further denied him his hold on his normal masculine role. He felt weakened by these women. He was afraid at what this meant for him if he stayed.

What if he ran into that Latina girl again alone? Would he attack her? He felt anger hot and voracious well inside him. His fists clenched without thought. What enraged him further his body's reaction to her. How his mind would not let go of the memory of her fucking the teenager against the hut. When his will power weakened, thoughts of him taking the teenager's place seeped into that memory. He felt a rushing primal need for sex at the forbidden image. He jumped to his feet with an angry shout of denial. 

He wanted to escape this place. He wanted to run out into the ocean and swim until he no longer had the strength to swim and let the ocean take him and end this torment. The moon rose past the trees above his head lighting the world in a soft blue glow. He felt drained and empty after his anger died away. He walked off and went to bed without any further incident.

The next morning he went for his jog. There was apparently a new arrival sometime last night and she too was using the beach for a run. Her black skin glistened from sweat as she took long easy strides in surf that crashed at her knees. She obviously took care of herself and like him worked out all of her life. He slowed his jog to appreciate the time and effort she had devoted to sculpt such an amazing body.

She caught him staring and with a confident knowing smile that he knew from years of use himself, she sped off on her way. 

With a sigh, he jogged back to the room. After a shower he walked off to work. The work was brisk; the guests were friendly and not quite as aggressive in the morning and afternoon. Steve was grateful for the break from his thoughts.

More guests arrived to and the servers and servants assembled in the lobby to greet them as they did the day before. He watched as the ladies strolled down the line, their eyes wandering over young men and women. He found many hopeful prospects among them but none had the exotic beauty of the lady from last night. 

Before he could finish his thought he, along with many others, were stunned by the entrance of two ladies. They were obviously twins. Their blonde hair shone in the late afternoon sun. They were easily the tallest women Steve had ever seen. 

Though twins, one seemed older and more in charge than the other. Both women were well above six foot eight. He could not remember any point in his life that he had to look up into the eyes of a lady. They were a exciting cross between the voluptuous women of Paul Rubans' paintings and some crazy Japanese hentai he once saw on the internet.

Their enormous breasts weren't outpaced by a huge belly he noted thankfully. There were no rolls of drooping flesh though each curve was generously cushioned. Their asses were wide but well-shaped. Arms and legs were nicely tan, thick and round that were inviting rather than repelling.

Their faces had the same adorable doll like features. Pale blue eyes, small, delicately upturned noses, full kissable lips. Their round full cheeks and small chins were lightly tanned and gave their innocent looking faces a wonderful heart shaped appearance. Steve found himself highly attracted to the pair even though tall, full figured girls rarely did anything for him.

The seemingly younger of the two had her hair up in pigtails tied with dark blue ribbons. She wore a thin white blouse and plaid blue skirt that barely reached mid-thigh. Steve would have to guess she was going for a school girl look which she pulled off rather well in spite of her size. Her rimless glasses perched cutely on her nose as her wide eyes took in every detail of the room.

"Sissy!" she squealed happily. "Wonderful! Wonderful!" She obviously loved the attention of the crowd as she scampered down the row of people. Her happy innocence quickly won everyone in the room. She gave a beaming smile to each person. She paused slightly at Steve, her smile widened a bit and Steve found himself returning that warm carefree smile easily. She giggled and moved down the line. 

The older of the two was eyeing the group more shrewdly. Her gaze calculating the potential of each man and woman in the group it seemed. She too paused at Steve. She boldly ran her gaze from his eyes down to his feet before gracing him with a faint smile and moving on.

"Look Sissy!" called the younger one, "Bunny! Bunny!" 

She had her tanned round arms around a very short and struggling young man. The top of his head barely brushed the bottoms of her swaying breasts. He had the look of a trapped bunny all right. 

"I want Bunny!" she yelled happily and squeezed the helpless baggage handler tighter to her belly. 

The Twins

Sherrie Anderson looked at her sister with a cheerful shake of her head. She had grown accustomed to and even, at times, fond of her twin's impairment that left her with the wide eyed wonder of a perpetual child. Her always cheerful attitude and simple trusting view of the world helped Sherrie deal with the strains of running the corporation their parents left them with. 

At least she had the wealth to indulge her sister with whatever she desired. She wanted a bunny then Sissy as she was called would make sure she had a bunny.

She made her way over to her friend, Isabella and after a quick hug in greeting she politely asked if servants were still available for use if desired. 

With a smiling nod, Isabella called out to the bellhop who disentangled himself from the grasping girl and stood before his boss.

"Gerald isn't it?" Isabella smiled down at him. She had chosen Gerald as bellhop especially because with his size, he looked adorable in his bellhop outfit. She instantly knew the young man would be in high demand once her guests arrived.

"Yes, Ma'am" replied the ruffled young man as he tried to straighten his uniform.

"Excellent!" Said Isabella, "I want you to accompany our guests to their rooms and attend to their every need personally. You will stay with them for as long as they desire, any questions?"

The color drained out of Gerald's face as he received his instructions. He remembered the recruiter specifically telling him about this part of the job. He also had seen a binder of attractive guests. He had been told that many of the most guests desired men such as him for companionship while staying at the resort. Not something Gerald was accustomed to back home so he leaped at the chance for a job here.

This was obviously not what he had hoped for judging from the despairing look he gave Isabella as Carrie Anderson gleefully scooped him up in her arms and carried her "bunny" off to her room.

Sherrie gave her thanks to Isabella and with a final glance down the rows of servants; she followed her sister into the resort.

A could of baggage handlers smoothly opened their doors and carried their bags into the expansive rooms. Sherrie walked quickly around the room, checking the massive king sized bed and the impressive bath. All was to her satisfaction as she opened the door that separated her room from her sister's.

Carrie was on the bed with her shoes off happily cuddling with the helpless Gerald who stared wide eyed out of her embrace. 

"Carrie dear," she said cheerfully. "May I talk to your bunny for a few minutes? I promise you will have him right back after I am finished."

"Ok, Sissy!" smiled Carrie as she opened her arms and Gerald slid off the bed gratefully. Sherrie took him gently by the arm while Carrie bounced off the bed and explored the bath. They heard her humming as she turned the water on and off., testing all the switches and buttons.

"Now Gerald," Sherrie smiled down at the young man. "" I am sure you see how special my sister is."

"Yes Ma'am." 

"She is somewhat over affectionate as you already can tell so I must break you in I guess would be the best way of saying it." Sherrie sat down on the end of the bed and put her arm around the short bellhop. 

"We both can be affectionate and you can enjoy our affections immensely if you try." Her hand caressed the flustered young man's neck. "You understand what I am saying?"

"I'm not sure," stuttered the young man.

Sherrie smiled as she pulled Gerald close and kissed him gently. Her hands found the buttons of his uniform and soon she had his shirt off. She smiled at the blushing bellhop as she picked him up and tossed him into the middle of the bed. With a smile she climbed in after him. 

She settled down with her head resting on the thick soft pillows. She beckoned to the young man who obediently crawled into her gentle embrace. She slid to cover him slightly as she nuzzled and kissed his neck.

The feel of her enormous breast resting on his belly while her hand worked its way into his pants had Gerald squirming helplessly on the big bed. He felt her fingernails scratch his tummy as her fingers went searching into his underwear. His head was cupped in her other hand as she guided his mouth to hers. Her tongue forced its way aggressively into Gerald's mouth as he relaxed and let the large woman have her way.

Carrie came out of the bathroom and squealed with glee. "You love Bunny too!" 

She pulled off her blouse and unhooked her bra. Her massive breasts bounced free capped with enormous nipples. She ran to the other side of the bed and jumped in next to Gerald. The bed rocked under her enthusiasm as she snuggled up to Gerald. The short bellhop disappeared under soft tanned flesh. Carrie cuddled next to the young man and began placing her own soft kisses on his bare neck and chest. Her breast felt amazing against his skin which had Gerald even more overwhelmed at the sensations the two girls were providing him.

Sherrie allowed Carrie her turn at the breathless young man's mouth and removed her own blouse and bra sighing at the release of her own breasts in the cool room air. She smiled at the two lovers as she shifted onto her knees and tugged the bellhop's shoes off and tossed them across the room. She ran her hands up his legs to nudge his sister's leg off and pulled his pants off exposing his pale body for their enjoyment.

She settled back down at Gerald's side and once again the short bellhop vanished under warm soft flesh. Carrie's kisses intensified driving the inexperienced young man to delirium. Their lush bodies surrounded him. He blindly groped and caressed seemingly endless soft skin as they ran their hands up and down his trapped body. When one sister released his lips from a kiss the other turned him helplessly to claim her turn. 

He moaned weakly as his head turned again and again from one passionate kiss to another. Carrie ran her hand down and pulled his underwear down to his mid-thigh. His cock sprang up which caused the sweet girl to giggle playfully.Gerald was too lost in Sherrie's kiss to realize what was happening. 




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 04



He nearly jumped out of his skin when Carrie took his cock in her mouth in one smooth motion. No girl had ever agreed to give him head before so the experience completely blew his mind.

Sherrie kissed and nuzzled his neck while her sister ran her tongue over Gerald's cock. "Cute little Bunny cock!" she murmured softly as she stroked it with her fingers. Gerald groaned excitedly as she worked her tongue over the tip and down his shaft. His skin was covered with goose bumps as the twins expertly manipulated his body finding spots that he never knew he had.

Carrie sucked his cock harder while massaging his length with her tongue. Her fingers cupped his balls while his entire cock barely filled her warm wet mouth. Sherrie's hot breath and soft bites on the sensitive skin of his neck had Gerald clawing at the sheets as the sensations washed over him driving him to a mind numbing release.

"Oooh," cooed the happy girl, "Bunny cum!" She licked and swallowed Gerald completely as his back flexed under the thrills she was giving him forcing his head deeper into the pillows. Sherrie nibbled and licked his ear as she blew in hot breath and further sent the poor young man into spasms. 

With soft mutterings of "Bunny cum" Carrie kissed her way across Gerald's stomach. Sherrie worked his ear and neck before pulling him in for another kiss while Carrie slid up to claim his exposed neck. Gerald was a rag doll in their hands. He weakly returned Sherrie's kisses and sent his tongue to caress hers inside his mouth.

Carrie smiled at the sight of her wonderful "Sissy" loving on her equally wonderful new "Bunny." She lay her head down on Gerald's chest while giving his an affectionate squeeze.

"Carrie, darling," said Sherrie quietly. "Why don't you go run yourself a bath. Be careful not to use too much bubbles, you flooded the bathroom floor back home last time remember?"

"Ok!" said the ever cheerful girl as she hopped offs the bed causing the two remaining occupants to rock gently. She ran off into the bathroom with her enormous tits bouncing delightfully the entire way.

Sherrie settled down on Gerald, taking the young man's mouth at her leisure. Once she had the short bellhop again at her mercy with excitement, she slid her own loose slacks down her body. Her panties held an enormous bulge that drew Gerald's curious stare. She smiled at his gaze and in one smooth motion raised her hips and pulled her panties completely off.

Her cock being freed from the confines of her panties felt even nicer than her breasts being released from her bra. She settled back down next to the speechless young bellhop.

"You didn't know did you?" she whispered in his ear.

Gerald could only shake his head as his eyes never left her impressive shaft.

"Don't worry, little Bunny," she smiled as she gave the side of his head a peck of a kiss. "You follow my instructions and it won't hurt you much at all."

She took Gerald's hand into her own. "Once you experience this part of the pleasures we can offer, you won't be able to get enough." She guided the stunned young man's hand down to her cock and placed it fully in his grip.

"Feel how warm it feels, baby," she whispered into his ear as she cuddled the tiny man next to her full, lush figure. 

Gerald stroked her cock in silence. He felt the hardness of her flesh; her breathing became raged in his ear. "Yes baby," she whispered, "Just like that." 

His fascination grew as he shifted slightly to allow his other hand to grasp her gently.Sherrie smiled at the curious young man exploring her body. "You like that don't you, little Bunny?"

Gerald was engrossed in the warmth and feel of the woman's cock. Part of him wanted to run out of the room screaming in fear while a growing part was drawn to that impressive cock. Like a moth to a flame, Gerald slid slowly down the bed, that hard shaft of flesh luring him closer and closer. He settled his chest across her stomach as he gripped her cock at the base.

He stared for a full minute at that throbbing pillar of flesh. He knew what he was about to do was wrong but he couldn't stop himself. He couldn't even close his eyes as he gently guided Sherrie's cock into his mouth.

Sherrie sighed happily as she stroked the back of the lovely boy's head. She felt his tongue reach out timidly at first, tasting.. testing her cock. She allowed the inexperienced young man to explore her carefully. 

Sliding her cock head back from his lips he ran the flat of his tongue along the sides of her shaft. The delicious rub of warm hard flesh felt strange and exciting against his tongue, filling his head with a strange drunken desire as he explored each curve and bulge. The fingers of her free hand clenched the sheets as she fought to keep her hand on the back of his head loose and gentle.

Gerald was lost in his fascination of her impressive shaft. He reached beneath and slipped his fingers under the warm set of balls that rested there. She was completely hairless which made sucking and tasting her even more appealing. Her legs began to rub into the sheets as she grew more turned on by his amateur caresses and tonguing.

He struggled to fit more of her length into his mouth but ended up in a gagging coughing fit. Tears sprang into his eyes as he fought to recover. 

"Careful, little Bunny," Sherrie said softly. She took the submissive man's head in her hands and guided his mouth down on her cock again. "Relax, it takes time and practice but you will love the feel of cock as much as I will love having my cock in your throat." Her promise sent a thrill of fear and perverse excitement through the boy.

She bobbed his head gently stopping him just at the point he started to gag. Once she set him up on an easy pace she took his hand and guided to the remaining portion of her shaft. "Suck me, little Bunny" she whispered heatedly as she lay back on the pillows. Her beautiful blues eyes shut while she savored the young man's mouth.

Her fingers scratched through his soft hair as she guided the pace and depth, biting her lower lip in excitement. Knowing that her cock was the first to enter the virgin boy's mouth heightened her experience. She loved teaching the new ones. The fear on their faces giving way to fascination, the fascination gave way to acceptance, the acceptance changing into to desire. 

She moved his head up and down her shaft faster while guiding his hand stroking her at the same time. She smiled as he experimented his sucking with running his tongue around her head.

"Careful of the teeth, Bunny," She whispered to the eager new cocksucker as his jaw relaxed from the new experience. He quickly opened his mouth keeping his teeth off of her sensitive flesh. "Cover your teeth with your lips, baby. You aren't used to having a woman's cock in your mouth. In time, it will come naturally to you" She advised.

As his technique improved she felt her cock start to swell. She knew it would only be moments before she exploded down his throat. "Yessss," she whispered eagerly feeling the building of pressure in her groin. The head of her cock buried in that warm, wet sucking mouth tingled with anticipation as she increased his pace with her guiding hands.

Gerald complied with the sexy girl's every instruction. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the worship of her cock. He sucked harder and pulled more and more of her into his body with each stroke. He slowly learned to relax his throat and felt her head knocking on the back of his mouth. His swallowing reflex kept trying to grab her cock and pull it down into his stomach. Part of him wanted.. no.. needed that to happen but he was too afraid he would lose control and be forced to pull that wonderful cock from his lips while he fought to calm his gagging.

He felt her tense under him, knowing she was close. His curiosity at the taste of her heightened as he tried to pull her cum from her cock by sheer force of suction.

"Yes, little Bunny," she cried, "I'm almost there baby."

Gerald went into frenzy, attacking her cock like a man starved. His hand became a blur on her shaft coaxing her cum from her. Sherrie bucked under him as she fought her desire to grab his head and fuck his virgin mouth hard. Sherrie's back arched hard, thrusting those wonderfully enormous tits into the air as her cock pump shot after shot of hot cum into Gerald's mouth. 

He was surprised by the first burst and found the taste was not as bad as he expected. He swallowed and continued sucking that wonderful shaft. Sherrie's cock slowly relaxed in his mouth as he worked his tongue around the head, searching for more of her cum. 

With a satisfied sigh she slipped out of the adoring boy's mouth and pulled him up into her arms. He snuggled into her breasts while she slowly relaxed. His lips worked around her enormous breasts while he waited her next command. She opened one eye and with a smile said "My Bunny is still hungry huh?"

Gerald nodded wordlessly.

She slowly took Gerald into her arms and kissed him deeply. The bed creaked under their shifting bodies as she rolled over until she was fully on top of the tiny bellhop. Her full figure covered Gerald completely. 

Gerald found himself excited by the comfortable weight of her warm soft body pressing him into the mattress. He moaned into her mouth as her tongue thrust inside demanding his obedience. The woman ran her hands down his back and across his ass. She pulled her mouth away from his and softly kissed and bit his neck and shoulders. The young man felt so safe and yet so completely vulnerable under the woman. 

As if his new role came naturally to him he slowly wrapped his arms around his lover's shoulders. He lay his head back on the pillow and let her have him any way she chose. He felt her cock begin to harden again. She ground it against his thighs as she felt the young man begin to respond to both of their unspoken desires. 

With a gentle nudge from her knees, Gerald slowly raised his legs until they were wrapped around her broad hips. He felt her now hard cock slip between his legs. He looked into her eyes in fear. He knew what she wanted from him now and he just placed himself at her mercy to take him if she desired. 

Time seemed to stand still for the two. Her eyes shone with the need to thrust down deep into the helpless boy pinned beneath her. His shone back in nervous acceptance for her needs. She guided her cock towards her prize and watched the virgin's eyes widen as that thick head traced across his inner thigh on into the valley between his ass cheeks. Sherrie lowered her mouth to his throat for a gentle bite that had the trapped man shivering.

They heard Carrie give a soft laugh as she played in the tub. Water hit the bath floor with after a particularly loud splash.

"Oops," said the giggling girl. "Sissy?" 

Sherrie raised her head from Gerald's neck. "Yes, sweetheart?"

"I need a towel please."

"Ok, I'll bring one to you in just a second, sweetie."

Sherrie looked down at the expectant young man's face. Her cock hard and ready pressed against his opening. She saw the fear and excitement in his eyes as she settled her hips slightly to press into his entrance.

"We both know what you want don't we?" she asked the tense young man under her. 

Gerald could only nod breathlessly.

She pressed a bit harder and the head strained against his hole sending wonderful shivers up her spine.

"I need to take care of my sister and get her ready for the banquet tonight.," she ran her finger down the panting young man's nose and across his lips that gave her so much pleasure just minutes before. 

"You come back after say 11:00 tonight after I put my sister to bed and we can go to my room and I'll give all you want all night long, Ok Baby?" She gave her hips a gentle twist to grind her cock head against that sensitive ring of muscles that he would soon surrender to her. 

Gerald could only nod his head tensely and sigh. He was relieved when the large girl lifted off of him and allowed him to roll out of the bed. He quickly gathered his clothing and started to dress while she walked into the bath to help her sister. By the time she had returned the short bellhop had escaped silently out the door.

She sighed not knowing which would win out with the young man fear or curiousity. With a shrug, she went into her own room to get ready for dinner.



T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 05



I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas. Mine was ok. Yasmin Lee and a sexy Jessy Dubai were not under the tree waiting for me but a guy has to dream, right? lol. Happy Holidays to you all!





Steve was not so fortunate in duty assignments on the night before the hunt. This time he was required to bring out food which was much more demanding as he was required to remember the series of colored markers set to each guest's plate as to what dinner they were to receive. This also meant more frequent trips to and from the kitchen. He did luck out on getting the closest row which meant their trips were much shorter than most servers. A possible perk from a supervisor who didn't want to appear that she was playing favorites while still hoping for a more positive reception to her future advances towards him. 

 Steve quickly passed down the row, gracefully placing down dishes of every sort while quickly removing dishes no longer required. The lady hunters had all arrived and were present tonight for this year's event instructions and a surprise that had been promised.

 As the evening progressed, the guests had enjoyed many glasses of wine, beer and liquor with their meals, the naturally aggressive ladies became bolder in their desires. Steve felt roaming hands about his legs, ass and crotch oftenaccompanied by whispered offers of lewd pleasures back in the owner's room after dinner. Steve found himself strangely numb to such offers. 

 He smiled and always said "thank you" for every offer while not committing to any. Vance was like an excited puppy, eating up every moment of the aggressive ladies' attention. He almost always pulled Steve aside in the kitchen to give him the latest update on who came on to him or another server. Apparently he was to follow the sexy British girl back to her room after dinner tonight. Steve sighed relieved at having their room alone in peace again tonight.

 Earlier that day, unable to resist the secret desires he had fought so hard against, he switched the room tv to the channel exclusively for transsexuals. He sat at the edge of his bed breathless at what he witnessed on the screen. There was scene after scene of beautiful women easily seducing men out of their clothing and using them for their pleasure. Steve's hand moved towards his crotch as his cock hardened at the sight of these men, he secretly wished to be, accepting these amazing ladies' beautiful cocks into their mouths and willing asses. 

 He was constantly in fear that Vance would return without warning and catch him in his growing fascination with these women on the screen. While at work, the beautiful Latina girl caught him staring more than once and with her usual knowing smile and wink but she always left him to go about her job.

 Steve resolved that afternoon to forget about these women once and for all and focus on his plan to snaring one of the beautiful hunter's affections. Maybe later, after they satisfied their passion for each other, he would move away from anyone he knew and he could safely explore this perverse desire that was consuming him.

 Now here he was unable to become even faintly aroused by any of the sexy ladies present. He shook his head to clear his thoughts of his building worries over his new found desires and focused on his work. 

 Isabella stood and walked gracefully to the temporary podium placed on the front center of the band riser. A thick white curtain hung from ceiling to floor behind her. 

 "Ladies, if I may have your attention?"

 The room noise quickly ebbed to silence as each hunter turned to focus on the beautiful resort owner.

 "I want to welcome back the ladies who took part in last year's hunt, as well as all of our first time guests. Judging from the responses from all of you, we here at Blue Fantasies Resort have decided that the Hunt will be an annual event."

 The room erupted in applause and cheers. Isabella smiled at each lady and waited for the excitement to die down some.

 "Apparently you all enjoyed yourselves so much that we have a 100% of last year's hunters return for our event this year."

 More cheers and a few lewd remarks followed by drunken laughter.

 "We only had nineteen hunters at last year's hunt." She smiled, "apparently someone has been talking since this year we have over sixty hunters!"

 Laughter was scattered through the dining hall as guests clicked glasses acknowledging the friends they had brought with them this year.

 "Tomorrow morning, we will start the hunt. Before the first horn sounds releasing your prey, those of you that wish can leave early to take ambush positions if you choose. Remember, no captures count if they take place before that second horn sounds to release the hunters. We have an excellent video system set up around the island. Anyone violating that rule will lose their captive and be expelled from the Hunt. You will not be allowed back until next year."

 The crowd listened intently as Isabella continued. 

 "As you that have enjoyed last year's hunt know, each of you will be issued a marker unique from the other hunters to properly mark your captive. The ink cannot be rubbed off once applied. Also, the ink contains a paralytic that will subdue your captive for about an hour."

 Some of the bigger ladies jeered at that.

 Isabella held out her hands to placate the small group. "I know some of you wish to physically subdue your prey, which is allowed. Remember though, there are limits. No force beyond what you need to subdue your captive. Wrestling is permitted only! If you are caught harming prey beyond that you will be removed from the hunt permanently."

 Patricia took her place beside her partner and continued the briefing. 

 "You may capture as many prey as you can, there are no limits." She said with a grin. 

 That statement was met by enthusiastic cheers as hunters eyed each other competitively. 

 "But each captive you take, you are responsible for." She continued, "We will visit each of you randomly through the year to speak alone with your slaves. Any that show signs of not being cared for with the best clothing, housing, food and medical care that we know you can provide and your slave will return to the island with us. The five hundred thousand dollars US that each of you have deposited for EACH captive you take will be released to your former slave in compensation. You will not be allowed to return to the hunt... ever."

 Several hunters nodded their head in agreement.

 "I don't have to tell you what will happen if harm or death occurs for your slaves while in your care. So let's not dwell on the negative, you all read your agreements and signed the contracts."

 Isabella raised her glass to the ladies in the hall, "On behalf of all of us at the Blue Fantasies Resort, we wish you all a good hunt!"

 Glasses were raised with a loud cheer. 

 "Now for the surprise we promised," smiled Isabella. 

 The curtain behind her parted revealing seventy five men and women. They were of various ages and races, heights ranging from average to extremely short. They were dressed in the skimpiest of swimwear, white string bikinis and briefs. Their skin glistened in the lights from oil applied just before assembling on stage.

 The dining hall went silent as the hunters stared hungrily at the glowing flesh on the stage. Eyes took in every detail. A person from both ends of the line came forward smiling, some nervously while others enjoying the attention, to take a slow turn before the crowd. With each pair, the murmuring in the crowd grew louder until the final pair had the room in a roar of enthusiastic cheers.

 For a moment, Isabella and Patricia thought that the ladies had drunk too much to contain their lust and would leap on the stage in pursuit of the men and women who were being loaded on buses to return to the dormitory they were housed in. 

 Thankfully, that didn't happen. But the tension in the room was stifling as each of the hunters turned their attention to the unsuspecting servers.

 It started at the far end of the room as a young man was pulled into the embrace of a Russian huntress and his startled yell was cut off as the powerfully built brunette that took his mouth for her own. Another lady quickly stepped up and together they pulled the helpless young man into a corner. His clothing was ripped from his struggling body as hands moved to explore exposed flesh.

 The room quickly broke out in an uncontrolled orgy. Servers were pulled down to the floor, on tables, into laps, against walls in any position imaginable. Some men and women were even picked up and held in the air by groups of women. Then the lady hunters' clothing began to fall off. The helpless men and women had their first glimpse at what was in store for them for the evening. Hard cocks gleamed menacingly in the soft lights of the dining hall.

 Steve happened to be in the kitchen when Vance nearly knocked the swinging door off its hinges.

 "Dude! We have to get out of here!!" he whispered fiercely. He looked over his shoulder back at the dining hall he just left. 

 Steve could not see what was happening in the hall from where he stood but he could hear yells and cheers, laughter and weak protests and muffled screams.

 "What the fuck, man?" Steve said as he tried to balance the tray he was holding against the fearfully clutching of his best friend.

 "They all have cocks!!" Vance blurted out fearfully. "All of them!!"

 "What???"

 "They are all like that girl you told me about! They are out there right now fucking everyone we work with!!" Vance was in full panic by now. "We have to get out of here!"

 "The only place you two will be going is out into that hall to do the job you both agreed to do here!" stern voice said from behind them. The two young men turned to see their supervisor glaring at them.

 Steve stammered trying to keep the excitement and fear out of his voice. "What the hell is going on?? We weren't told about this before we signed the contracts!"

 "The contract you signed didn't go into those details and you never asked either," She said then broke out in an evil smile. "You can go out there and do your jobs or you can come back to our apartments and you can take care of our needs instead."

 Vance's jaw dropped, "You?? You are..??"

 The four cooks stepped up next to their supervisor with equally hungry smiles.

 "We have to make a break for it, Steve!" Vance whispered in terror. "Maybe if we run fast enough, we can make it through the hall and back to our room."

 Steve hesitated but gave a quick nod and followed Vance to the door. Vance took a breath then ran through the swinging door trying to build up speed as he ran straight through the hall. 

 Steve paused at the door as he watched his friend try to make his way through the room. Vance never had a chance. An exotic Asian girl grabbed him and swung him over a table, two other women grabbed the struggling young man and started pulling his uniform off. 

 Steve could hear his friend's screams as he fought his attackers off as best he could. Steve watched breathlessly as the ladies closed around his friend. The struggles weakened as the ladies easily over powered the terrified young man. Soon, the group was working their cocks into the helpless boy's body while his stunned friend looked on from the kitchen door.

 Steve jumped as he felt hands grip his ass cheeks as the cooking staff had crept up behind him while he was captivated by the rape of his best friend.

 Steve bolted through the door in a blind fit of terror and ran through the room. He spared a glance back at the kitchen door for signs of chase and slammed into a warm soft mass of flesh.

 "OW!" cried a sweet voice. 

 Steve stared up from the floor at the giant of a girl he had run into. It was one of the twins he had seen earlier. The one with the pigtails, she looked down at him in innocent surprise.

 "Sorry," she said with a smile as she reached down to help the fallen man to his feet. 

 Steve noticed the sizable bulge in her skirt and backed away from the hand in panic. "Stay away from me you freak!" he shrieked in panic.

 The girl's eyes mirrored up as she pulled her hands back to her chest.

 Steve felt a faint stab of remorse at the hurt in the innocent girl's eyes.

 He started to climb to his feet when another hand gripped his shoulder like steel and hauled him up nearly pulling him completely off the ground. He found himself staring into the coldest blue eyes he ever imagined. 

 "What did you call my sister?" Sherrie Anderson growled into Steve's face. 

 Steve felt his body go numb at the cold fury of that stare. 

 "S.s..sssorry," he stuttered cowering under the glare of the giant of a girl. "I was scared. I didn't mean it, honest." 

 "Don't tell me you worthless asshole," commanded the angry woman, "Tell my sister."

 Steve looked back at the girl still clutching her hands with soft blue eyes brimming with tears. He really felt awful seeing her like that. "I really am sorry.You scared me is all." He said. 

 The girl nodded her head quietly and looked about the room in wonder. Steve followed her gaze. Everywhere he looked the guest were having their way with the serving staff. 

 A blonde boy had completely surrendered himself to the arms of two women, one, a redhead, supported his upper back while the subdued boy had his hands over his head grasping the woman's hips. His head was thrown back allowing her cock to slide effortlessly down his throat. A dark skinned beauty held him by his waist while he wrapped his legs about hers. Steve watched as her cock vanishing between his pale open thighs. The boy trapped in the air by the two women flexed and arched his back as he languished between the two demanding women that were fucking him forever it seemed.

 A teenage girl with dark hair was on her back on one of the dining tables. Her mouth locked with a beautiful blonde woman who was fucking her missionary in front of the eyes of anyone who cared to look. 

 The men and women had been rapidly and successfully reduced to mindless toys for the amusement and satisfaction of the dominant women that surrounded them.

 Steve wanted to clamp his eyes shut at the sights of the unnatural orgy that surrounded him. He looked from group to group envying the helpless man or woman caught in the embrace of the hunters. He felt Sherrie move up behind him, taking his shivering form into her arms. She ran her hand down his body to find his cock hard and ready. Her eyebrows rose in interest. Her smile widened to a sly knowing look.

 "Take me out of here," he pleaded.

 "Why?" she smiled, "you'll be no safer in my room."

 She glanced around the room and returned her gaze the young man in her arms.

 "You're not afraid of what we will do to you..." She said knowingly, "You are afraid that the others here may see how much you want it to happen."

 Tears welled in Steve's eyes as his fear was exposed by her words so quickly. Was he that so easily read?

 All he could do is nod his head as his face reddened with shame.

 "Very well," she smiled, "you come along and offer no more of a fight and we will satisfy all of our desires in private." She took his hand and pulled him from the room. Her sister followed her pigtails swinging as she took a last look about the dining hall.

 Once they were back at the sisters' rooms, Sherrie guided the group inside and quietly shut the door. She took Steve into her Carrie's bedroom and pushed him down on to the mattress. She turned to Carrie and helped her sister undress. 

 Steve felt that forbidden surge of desire race through him as more and more of her tan skin came into view. Her enormous breasts were so full and delicious, her hips were round and lush. As her skirt and panties were pushed to the floor her cock slipped free it sprang from between thick inviting thighs. Steve felt a jolt of perverse lust at the sight of her body completely uncovered before his eyes.

 Sherrie smiled at his obvious desire. She undressed herself and her body every bit as equal to her sister's left Steve feeling like he was a weak mere mortal in the presence of two unearthly goddesses. Her smile fixed as she motioned for her sister to take the other side of the bed. The two girls had the young man helpless between them. Steve mindlessly allowed them to take his uniform piece by piece until he was naked on their bed. 

 After pushing the young man down until he was lying facing the foot of the bed, Sherrie slowly lowered herself onto the young man's back. Her hands caressed his sides taking in every detail. 

 "You have spent so much time and effort on this wonderful body," she whispered into his ear. 

 Steve felt her cock pushing between his cheeks and up his lower back. Her breasts felt amazing as they slid over his shoulders and around his neck.

 "All that effort and it was wasted on those lesser girls," She said as she closed her palm on the back one of his thighs.

 "Carrie, sweetheart, stand in front of our new friend." 

 The girl rose off of her side of the bed and walked around to the foot. She stood wide eyed staring into Steve's handsome face. Sherrie pulled a couple of the long, thick pillows from the head of the bed and slid them under the boy's chest. She settled back down on top of him. His mouth was inches from her sister's waiting cock.

 Sherrie ground herself against the helpless boy's back and ass. "You know why you want us so badly?" she asked.

 Steve continued to stare mesmerized by that amazing cock so close to his lips. His desire welled inside him.

 "She is beautiful isn't she? Her sweet face, her breasts, that wonderful round ass, her legs.. all of that lures you men in and fires your natural desire to mate. It's our beauty, our feminine charms that excite that instinct within you." 

 She took his hand and guided his trembling fingers to touch that warm shaft in front of him. Sherrie felt his breath labor beneath her as he stroked the girl from tip to base and back again. Her own cock hardened and pushed itself down into the flesh of the sweating body beneath her.

 "It's her cock that forces you out of your dominant role.. leaves you confused..." she murmured into his ear. "We are all driven to mate with the most perfect partner. We seek them out and even leave others for the more perfect specimen." 

 She nudged the boy's legs apart while grinding her body down pushing him deeper into the mattress. "Women like us who won't allow ourselves to be confined by one sex, are the best of both. It makes us the better mate for both sexes. Men and women recognize that and it weakens them all to our wants... our desires." 

 She slid her body down slightly and with a twist of her hips, her cock slid between Steve's spread legs. The thick tip burrowed into the cleft between his firm round cheeks. Sherrie almost drove inside as she fought her urge to fuck that ass that seemed built just for her use. She knew he wasn't ready to cross that line just yet. She wanted him begging with the need to be filled. She wanted his body trembling with the mind numbing desire to have a hard cock inside him.

 "Men and women recognize us as superior.. dominant." her soft words poured into the mesmerized young man beneath her. "with your normal role as the dominant partner taken, it's your natural instinct to assume the submissive role. That is what causes you fear, anger. The abrupt change in what you have been taught is your proper place when it comes to mating." 

 Her hands ran down his trembling body. "Most of you fight against your natural instincts which causes you so much hardship. But almost all of you will give in to your true nature whether in public or, like you, in the privacy of a bedroom. After you accept your natural animal instincts, you will eagerly let girls like my sister and I breed you."




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 05



Her words invaded his mind, her breath hot in his ear told him everything he secretly knew all along.

 "You want that don't you?" she whispered seductively. Steve's eyes glued to the cock moving closer to his open mouth. "You want a taste?"

 Steve was beyond speaking; his existence had shrunk to the warmth and comforting hardness of the flesh in his hand. His focus consumed as he gently tugged her cock,guided her closer. 

 Carrie took the last step to towards him. Her thick thighs pressing into the foot of the bed, her breathing loud matching Steve's labored breath.

 Sherrie slipped her fingers around Steve's throat, cupping his chin; she lined his throat up to receive her sister. 

 "Take her inside you," she commanded. 

 Carrie let out a short gasp as her tip slipped in between his lips. 

 "Open your jaws," Sherrie instructed the boy pinned under her. Steve mindlessly complied. She turned the young man's head slightly to allow her sister's cock to slide the short distance between cheek and teeth.

 Carrie's eyes went wide as a she felt the rub of warm, silky flesh as her cock slid down along the inside of Steve's cheek. She puckered her lips into a perfect "O" as she explored more of the willing young man's mouth.

 "Use the flat of your tongue," Sherrie said softly. "Rub her shaft gently with it as she grinds against the inside of your cheek." 

 Steve was completely lost in the sensation inside his mouth. He hadn't noticed Sherrie's cock had burrowed down until the round smooth tip ground seductively against his entrance. Sherrie wanted to drive down into that ass that was practically screaming for her cock but she knew this night was for her sister.

 Carrie cooed and groaned softly as she gently reached out and ran her fingers through Steve's hair. She had never experienced anything close to this before. She shivered as Steve's tongue pushed her tip harder against the wall of his cheek. 

 Sherrie felt tonight was the night her sweet sister bedded a real man. Sherrie gently rubbed Steve's jaw and neck as Carrie worked her cock deeper into his mouth. 

 He continued to stroke her shaft as he began to suck gently.

 The girl trembled as she felt the head of her cock slide down the young man's throat. 

 Steve started breath loudly through his nose as he readied himself for the plunge. He wanted the girl to hilt her cock all the way down his throat. He had experienced the feeling himself and knew it would bring his new lover more pleasure than maybe she had ever known before.

 With Sherrie's help, he reached up and grasped the round soft buttock of the girl he was worshipping. He pulled her hips closer and began to swallow her down eagerly. 

 Carrie nearly fell to the floor as the velvet smooth muscles of Steve's throat gripped her cock and sent a rush of pleasure straight to her head. She rasped out "Oh, Sissy!" in a childlike voice of amazement. She felt her sack press against the boy's smooth chin. She held his head and stared into his face in wonder.

 Steve had closed his eyes in concentration to relax his throat. 

 Sherrie murmured words of instruction and gently encouragement as her fingers massaged his jaw and neck helping him fight his reflexes. After several swallows of her wonderful cock, he gently pushed her back and she slid back out of his throat allowing him to breath. 

 The room had faded for the two people as they were lost in the intimate joining. Steve kept the girl's cock in his mouth relishing the smooth round head and the taste her juices that he drank eagerly. Once he had caught his breath he pulled her hips back in.

 Carrie whimpered as her cock once again slid down into that warm grasping tunnel. She closed her eyes and her jaw went slack as she became lost in the paradise of the young man's throat. She slowly began to thrust in and out, the smooth soft friction of Steve's throat against her entire shaft made her tingle all over.

 Steve once again gently pushed his new lover back to allow himself a chance to catch his breath. He looked up into the pale innocent eyes of the beautiful girl. The pleasure was obvious on her face and Steve felt a sense of pride knowing his first time sucking cock had brought such intense feelings to the sweet girl swaying slightly in front of him.

 He once again pulled her deep inside and she began to pick up pace. She was unable to contain herself and reached out and grabbed Steve's head with both hands. Her finger's closed about his scalp as she fucked his mouth in desperate need for release. 

 The man stayed locked in her clutches and suffered the brutal pounding his throat was taking. All that matter to him was her pleasure. The promise of her release into his throat drove him onward. He gripped her soft round ass cheek as the thought of feeling her pump her cum down into his body, making her a part of his very being sent another wave of want and lust through him.

 Carrie felt like an electric jolt froze her body as her cry filled the room. The air seemed to rush out of her lungs and she was unable to draw breath back in as she felt her orgasm cut through her. Never in her life had she experienced such a toe curling, mind numbing sensation. As the last of her cum shot down the amazing man's throat she pulled out weakly.

 With a quiet whimper she climbed stiffly up into the bed beside her sister and her lover. With a sigh she curled up on her side and drifted into a light sleep with her thumb delicately in her mouth.

 Sherrie smiled at the sweet girl napping next to them before climbing off of Steve and leading him in to the bath. "We need to clean you up some for what will happen next, lover."

 Over the next few minutes, Sherrie patiently gave the anxious young man his first enema. She took pleasure in massaging those toned ass cheeks that made her cock ache with need. Each room had enema kits stored in a cabinet in the bath. She selected a coffee enema since it always made her feel so good afterwards. She wanted his first experience to be as soothing as possible.

 Steve emptied his bowels of the cleansing solution and allowed the beautiful woman to pull him into the shower. She soaped his body gently under the spray of warm water. Steam filled the shower as she drew the boy tighter. Her hands explored and claimed the body he had spent years developing. She bent down slightly to kiss his neck and shoulders.

 Steve was lost in the warmth of the wet body pressed against him. He felt her cock pushing against his lower back as he closed his eyes to accept her kisses. She turned the young man around and pinned him to the warm shower wall. Her tongue plunged into his mouth as she guided his hand to her shaft. He moaned into her mouth as he lovingly stroked her under the spray of warm water.

 Her body trapped the willing young man as she ground herself against him. The feel of his hands on her fueled her need for more. She took both his shoulders in hand and pulled back from him. They stared at each other expectantly as she drew him out of the stream of the shower. She walked back until she was against the shower wall and pushed the young man to his knees. 

 The warm water gently pounded on his back as he willingly took his place between her feet. Her cock dangled just above him. He felt like a slave worshipping his goddess. 

 She never broke their stare as she cupped the back of his head and fed her cock into his open mouth. 

 His tongue pushed her tip into his palate as he tasted her for the first time.

 Sherrie groaned at the unexpected talent of her young lover. She was definitely going to try and keep this eager young man. Her fingers caressed the back of Steve's head as he sucked gently. Sherrie pulled Steve's head further under her crotch, forcing his head back to align his mouth to get all of her cock inside him. 

 He understood her need and relaxed as she slid down his throat. The sensation of hard cock rubbing the walls of his esophagus thrilled him beyond anything else in his life. He used his legs to propel his mouth and throat on to that shaft. 

 Sherrie looked down at her eager lover in wide eyed amazement. 

 "Dear God!" she exclaimed as she watched as the young man fed himself her cock. She could only take a few minutes of this wonderful treatment before her desires rushed to her head. She literally hauled the willing boy to his feet and hurriedly toweled him off. After drying herself she pulled him back into the bedroom. 

 Carrie was awake and smiling from the bed.

 "Have a good nap, sweetheart?" Sherrie asked as she kissed her sister on the forehead.

 "Yes, Sissy," the girl said still slightly groggy from the rush of pleasure she experienced at Steve's wonderful virgin mouth. Her cock started to harden at the sight of him. Her eyes dilated as her primal needs took over. 

 Sherrie pushed Steve on to the bed and went to the nightstand. She found an assortment of lubes and selected a wonderful cherry flavored one she felt was fitting as her sister was about to claim Steve's virginity. 

 She and her sister lay on either side of the young man and ran their hands over every inch of his body. Thick silky soft thighs rubbed up and down his as they took turns kissing the helpless boy. 

 Sherrie fed Steve her breast which he savored as he sucked and bit at her hard nipples. With a smile they turn the young man onto his stomach and massaged his shoulders and back. 

 Steve was in paradise as he reveled in hands rubbing his muscles firmly. Warm wet mouths were sucking and licking his skin, teeth scrapping his shoulders gently making his flesh pebble with goosebumps. His cock pressed hard into the mattress making him thrust his hips in an effort to stem his own needs. Fingers slid down along the furrow of his lower back and into the cleft between his ass cheeks. 

 The two girls smiled at each other as they pushed the squirming young man's legs apart to get at his hidden entrance. Sherrie put a dab of lube on Carrie's finger and guided the innocent girl to Steve's tight anal ring.

 Carrie watched in amazement as her fingertip rubbed the inexperienced young man causing his hips to thrust and wiggle slightly.

 Sherrie added a bit more lube and took her sister's hand and pushed that exploring finger into Steve's willing bottom for the first time. 

 Carrie looked up at her sister in surprised glee as she felt the warm velvet flesh hidden inside. 

 Sherrie continued to add lube as she watched her sister explore her new lover. Her own needs were making her edgy with lust but she wanted her sister's first time to be special. She decided to get the two started and then quietly slip out to find someone to bring back to her bed. 

 The two sisters gently worked Steve's firm butt cheeks and virgin hole until he was so relaxed and loosened that he nearly fell asleep. Sherrie reached under and stroked his cock to wake him back up with a groan.

 Carrie stroked her own cock as she continued to caress Steve's ass. Her childlike expression was that of a child on Christmas morning with a shiny new toy. 

 Sherrie guided the semi-conscious young man to his hands and knees. She smiled as Steve swayed uneasily on the mattress still experiencing the relaxing effects of four hands working his now ready bottom. 

 She guided her sister to kneel behind the waiting man. Carrie gripped Steve's hips to steady him with a giggle. Sherrie leaned over the young man's back to ease his head and shoulders to the mattress.

 "You want this to happen, don't you?" she asked Steve quietly.

 Steve could only nod, his head clearing rapidly as he had been placed in position to receive the first fucking of his life. His heart picked up pace rapidly as he twisted the sheets in his fists. 

 "This is going to happen," declared Sherrie gently. "Just relax and let her inside. There's always some pain during your first time but before you know it, you'll be hooked on it. The feel of a hot, hard cock inside you is like nothing you can imagine."

 Steve's breathing shallowed and rapid at the girl's whispered predictions. He did want this to happen. He had fought against, raged against it, denied it and once all of that had burn itself out he was left with the desire that has haunted him since that first night on the beach. He felt Carrie's cock rub against his entrance. 

 Sherrie stroked her sister's cock with lube ensuring it was hard and ready and then she guided it into the waiting young man. 

 Carrie let out a gasp, surprised at the new and exciting sensation as her blunt smooth tip pressed against the wrinkled opening. 

 Steve fought to relax and let her in as Sherrie had told him. His fear of the pain started to win out over his will. His muscular cheeks and thighs started to clench and shake. 

 Sherrie guided her sister's hands to Steve's solid orbs of ass flesh and started her massaging them until the tension slowly faded. She leaned back over Steve's broad back, her enormous tits pressed and ground across those wonderfully sculpted shoulders.

 "Relax," she whispered sinfully into the nervous young virgin's ear. "Let it happen. She wants you as bad as you want her. So show her that you want her to have you."

 Steve closed his eyes and willed himself to calm down. He took slow deliberate breaths until his fear faded. He did want this. He needed it. He wanted to feel the sexy girl inside him, claiming him, pounding him into submission.

 Carrie was turning red from holding her breath. Her sister rubbed her shoulders and whispered soothing words of encouragement in her ear. 

 She started to relax and once again pressed against his resisting ass. Her shaft, gleaming with lube, bowed as the tip burrowed into the reluctant ring of muscles. That last barrier was soon breached and the tip slipped into Steve's entrance. 

 Man and woman both experienced a jerk of reflex and sharp intake of air as nerves were excited in both in a new and forbidden way. In that one magical moment, both of them lost their innocence as she slid deeper inside. That wonderfully tight ring glided along the length of her cock making her shiver with delight. The warm yielding flesh so smooth and shivering inside engulfed her cock as Carrie whimpered with need to bury herself completely inside the willing young man.

 Sherrie encouraged her sister to allow the boy's ass to adjust for the new experience. 

 Steve let out a long low groan as he experienced the novel sensation of a long hard shaft filling him for the first time. There was pain as Sherrie had said but the girls had done such an amazing job of preparing him that it was momentary and now only a faint lingering echo against the feel of hard flesh invading him. He marveled at the feel of his first cock. He experimented by wiggling his still shaking ass muscles. His thighs had been locked so tight in anticipation they felt weak and numb now.

 Carrie smiled down at that wonderful mass of firm flesh in her hands as she continued to grind herself deeper inside. She closed her eyes and murmured softly as her instincts took over and she started to pull back relishing the slide of sensitive flesh against sensitive flesh deep inside the boy. They both filled the room with a low groan as they shared each new and exciting pleasure.

 Carrie thrust back inside her man as she rolled her hands over his oiled cheeks to grip the flare of his hips. The bed began to creak mechanically under the rocking of the two lovers. Her wide hips began to twist and flex as she felt the tip of her cock rub against the walls of that accepting ass, so soft and hot and sinfully delightful. 

 It was all Steve could do not to scream in pleasure as he felt her shaft move inside him. He could feel the head of her amazing cock probe deeper with each thrust. He never dreamed sex could be this good. He clenched the muscles in his ass causing Carrie to pause and moan loudly. He wanted her to cum inside him. He wanted to feel her fill him for the first time. Sherrie was right, he was hooked. 

 Sherrie knew from Steve's expression what he was thinking. She knew he was hooked before he even left the dining room. This young man would be special and her sister deserved everything this wonderful virgin had to offer. She gripped her sister's hips holding her in place. 

 Carrie was startled out of her warm wonderful world and looked at her sister afraid she had done something wrong.

 "Wait, sweetheart," Sherrie comforted the startled girl. "I know something that will make you feel really good." 

 Carrie nodded her head obediently and whispered a soft "okay."

 Sherrie leaned down to the shivering young man. Steve had both hands full of sheet and his eyes were closed wishing that wonderful cock would continue ramming him when he heard Sherrie whisper once more. 

 "You are a slut for our cocks now. So show my sister how badly you need to be fucked like the whore you are." Sherrie whispered. "Rock that ass back on to that cock you need so badly. Fuck yourself like the bitch you know you are."

 Steve nearly collapsed onto the mattress at the mental image she had placed in his head. 

 'Yes!' he thought 'I am a slut. I need to be fucked hard and deep.' His jaw set firmly as he slowly rolled forward on his hands and knees, feeling the sinful delight of her shaft gliding out of his anal passage. Then he rocked back into her full round hips, burying that wonderful cock deep inside once more. Sweat made both man and woman gleam in the dim bedroom lights.

 Steve slowly found the rhythm he needed so badly and soon he was slamming his needful ass back into the girl behind him. She was unable to hold on to the wildly bucking young man. She took hold of her full round tits and massaged and squeezed them while she struggled to handle the flood of amazing sensations Steve was providing her. 

 Steve became a wild man thrashing his ass against that sweet girl, his need to feel her inside him building with each stroke of her cock... plundering him.. making him her property.. reducing him to a hole for her pleasure. He wanted this to happen. Once she was inside him, he knew that this was what he was made for. Everything else in his existence had faded away leaving him with only the searing need to have that cock inside him.

 Sherrie was surprised at the forceful thrashing and bucking that amazing young man was giving her sister. Her own cock stiffened once more aching with need to fill that wonderful hole her sister was experiencing.

 Steve increased his pace, ramming his ass down onto that long hard cock. The thought of her hot cum erupting deep inside him sent him into a frenzy of whipping and flexing. His animal instinct to mate made him desperate to feel her release inside his ass. 

 Carrie made a few halfhearted attempts at thrusting her hips at the young man who was literally fucking himself on her cock. She felt a mind numbing electric rush down the length of her shaft deep inside that warm gripping mass of flesh. She let out a high pitched shriek as she shot sperm deep inside that Steve's ass.

 Steve let out a cry of his own as he felt her cum jet and pulse against the walls of his rectum and entering his large intestine. He dropped his head on the bed in exhaustion as the big girl behind him grabbed his hips and pulled him hard onto her still hard and eager cock. 

 Holding that wonderful ass firmly against her hips, Carrie continued to pump cum as she whimpered softly. The two were locked in that pose until the last spurt shot into that willing ass. Carrie slowly fucked the exhausted young man as they both experienced a post orgasm high. 

 Sherrie's cock was now rock hard and aching from the hot sex she had just witnessed.Just as she started thinking of slipping off to find her own lover, she was startled at a soft knock at the door. 




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 05



Carrie and Steve were lost in their own private paradise as she slid off the bed to find out who could be paying them a visit so late. She slid on one of the room bathrobes and opened the door. 

 Gerald stood nervously in the hallway. His small form huddled in terror of being found out in the halls. The orgy in the dining room was still going on but couples and whole groups of women were seen guiding or carrying their helpless fuck toy boys and girls off to the privacy of their beds. It seemed behind every door along the hallway were cries and groans and a steady thud of beds and creaking of mattresses. 

 Sherrie smiled at the fearful young man as she walked out to claim him. She placed her arm around his tiny waist as she guided him into their room. She shut the door softly and Gerald experienced a moment of near panic as he heard her turn the lock. She walked the terrified young man into her sister's bedroom. 

 Gerald's eyes went wide as he saw the couple engrossed in each other on the bed.

 Carrie had recovered but was still eager for more. She turned the weak young man onto his back and gently pushed his legs open. Sherrie and Gerald watched breathlessly as the girl entered the helpless boy missionary. His cock pinned between their bellies as she began thrusting inside him.

 Steve's head swam as the big girl rolled his hips up to give her better access to his hole. Yes, their primal instincts to mate were in full control guiding the couple into position for her to breed him. Her wide round ass was shaking with each solid thrust, her hard shaft, glistening with her cum, spearing down into that pinned and vulnerable ass. 

 Steve let out a shaking wail that warbled with each powerful ramming of cock. Carrie was lost in her need to fill her lover with her cum. She laid down fully on the helpless boy, as she ran her arms around him pulling him tightly to her lush body. 

 Steve tilted his head back to rest his chin on her shoulder as she continued to drive deep inside him. The rub of smooth, sweaty belly flesh surrounded his now rock hard cock. His arms hooked under hers as he clutched her shoulders desperately. He moaned and whimpered under her pounding body. The feel of her full round breasts, the soft lush rolls of flesh down her back and sides had his head spinning once more.

 He hooked his legs around those wide thrusting hips and anchored his feet on those broad soft ass cheeks. Sherrie, Gerald and especially Carrie all gasped in amazement as the needful young man, with a powerful flex of his legs and hips, drove his ass upward onto her cock. 

 Sherrie had never witnessed anyone so crazed for cock as Steve had become. Her own cock was straining with need for attention. She turned to the smaller stunned man next to her. Wrapping her arms around him she pressed her enormous breasts into his shoulders and ground her cock into his ass. She nibbled at his ear as his eyes never left the two frenzied lovers on the bed. 

 "You need to learn how to do that," she whispered playfully in his ear. "Let's leave them to their fun and you come back to my bed so we can find our own." 

 Gerald let the big woman take him by the shoulders and walk him into her room. The sight of her big bed finally brought home what was about to happen. The feel of her cock grinding against his ass and lower back had him at the edge of panic and desire. 

 He stood in tense silence as she removed few items of clothing he wore and allowed her to push him into her bed. He turned and lay back on the sheets watching her in nervous expectation. 

 She dropped her robe. His eyes took in the soft face, full lips, and eyes gleaming with lust. 

 Her voluptuous body took on a soft sheen of sensual feminine delights as she lowered the lights in the room to a dim glow. Her hard cock seemed to guide her straight to his waiting body. 

 He whimpered in tense fear as the big woman climbed in on top of him. 

 She settled herself gently on him and he felt her cock already pushing insistently between his legs. She wrapped him tightly in her embrace as his arms went submissively around her neck. Sherrie took his mouth with her own as he open his legs in acceptance.



T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 06



I hope everyone had a great New Year so far. Mine was uneventful. I have been delayed in continuing this series for several reasons but finally I got a chance to sit down and write this part. The next part is already written so it will post a day or so behind this one. I really appreciate the encouragement from everyone. I do value the criticism from the folks that have given me their honest opinions. I write what I think is exciting. I understand this doesn't apply to everyone. Probably only a small group of folks have an interest in this genre or "subgenre" actually. Dominant Transexual women is an area I never even heard of until I stumbled across RUWild's "The Bachelor Party." I found the story theme greatly compelling and exciting. I was also dismayed at how little such stories appeared. VicJohnson (I never tire of the "New Neighbors" story!), the amazing RUWild, the great Sugarandsalt, and absolute genius of Whiskeyisgood write many wonderful stories on this subject but even their wealth of stories do not amount to a small fraction of this genre on Literotica. So obviously there must be only a small group of fans of this genre at least here. I have no doubt that it is a growing area in porn. I see the success of sites like TS Seduction and Shemale Revenge and other sites that worship dominant trans women. Though the story lines on these sites have become worn and routine. They should hire RUWild and VicJohnson and the rest to write script for them! I do understand that I don't find sissfication or transformation particulary exciting. I started that with "the Strain" series but the story line sort of veered off in a supernatural direction instead with no transformations in the second and third parts. I do not look down on these stories but they just are not for me. I find it hard to write about something that doesn't excite me at all. I do appreciate the compliments and suggestions. Strangely enough I have had many ideas for stories pop into my head in the past few days. Some so compelling that I almost derail finishing this series! But I will finish this series out and if the 20 or so fans I have are still interested, I will write out the rest of them. Have a great New Years and let me hear from you!

The hunt begins 

Paul forced himself to eat breakfast the morning of the hunt. For the next twenty four hours, food would be placed throughout the jungle along with fresh water. He didn't hold any doubts that such places would be watched by the hunters ready to ambush anyone who appeared. After the pageant like display on stage last night his fears grew as to his success at eluding these ladies. After breakfast their group had received the last briefing on the island and the rules of the hunt.

They were instructed that if injured they would be cared for but auctioned off cheaply among the staff of the island to discourage people from hurting themselves deliberately to avoid capture. The only chance for freedom and payment was to successfully avoid the hunters for the specified time. Cameras were set up all over the island for violations of the hunt rules and for the safety of prey and hunters alike.

They were then taken as a group to the holding area just short of the field where they were to be released. Contestants milled around nervously, each dwelling more on the consequences of being captured than the reward of succeeding. Only a group of well-built young men ,who claimed to have experience in camping and hunting, seemed to have any confidence at that point. Even then you could tell they moved with as much nervous energy as anyone else in the group. 

During the final briefing they received a shocking bit of news. The hunt was to be completely nude. They were assured the jungle area had been combed for anything sharp that might cut their feet but were warned about leaving the paths because roots and vines could be hidden in the undergrowth. The fastest routes in a chase would be the paths while the best chances of concealment would be in the thick foliage. 

They were also reminded that while wrestling with hunters was allowed, punching, biting and kicking were not. But, to the crowd's relief the hunters had the same restrictions. When captured, your freedom was forfeit by authority of the contract each of them had signed. Any person captured could resist up but not to inflict injury. Hunters could use reasonable force to subdue their prey but again not to inflict injury. Medical personnel were stationed about the hunting area to treat any injuries that might occur. 

They received a quick warning about insects indigenous to the island. The "Curiosempsious candidtus" was well known to find any moist warm orifice on the body to burrow into to lay eggs. Paul noticed that more than one of the medical staff suppressed a strange smile during that part of the briefing. To protect them they were issued a tube of ointment designed to prevent infestation and to cut down on the annoyance of dirt and leaves sticking to their skin.

Fearing the effects of infestation parasites, everyone in the group quickly applied the ointment over their bodies. They were instructed to apply the protective substance along and even as far inside their private orifices as they could manage. The parasites apparently thrived in dark moist environments so rectums and vaginas were most common points of infestation. Paul marveled at the ointment that when exposed to air became wax like and dirt and grass fell easily from his skin. In the warmth between his legs and under his arms the ointment remained slick. By placing his hand on his body the ointment would quickly revert back to a slick oily coating once he allowed air to reach the spot it returned to the supple wax. 

The resort guards, tall ladies who looked like they took their duties seriously and efficiently, herded the group out to the field just as the sun brightened the tropical sky enough to see the jungle waiting for them. The air was cool and damp and smelled of the ocean. Paul looked around nervously as he waited on the damp grass. 

A few minutes later, vans arrived from the resort. The crowd went silent as the hunters poured from the vehicles. Paul watched each lady walk smoothly to the area right behind his group. All of them were dressed in black loose robes and each eyed the nervous group scanning the naked bodies for the one they wanted most. More than one locked gazes with Paul, who went red immediately from the apparent interest from such powerful and attractive ladies.

'Maybe this won't be so bad,' he thought.

Others in the crowd were having the same thoughts as they examined the hunters carefully. A small blonde girl at the edge of the crowd locked eyes with an exotic Asian hunter who stood less than 25 feet away. The sexual tension between the two was thick as the horn warning that only five minutes remained before the prey would be released. Fifteen minutes later, the hunter's horn would sound and the game would begin. 

Paul watched with interest at the apparent attraction the two women had for each other. The scene caused his cock to stir in the morning air. There were other men and women among Paul's group that found the hunters alluring. Surrendering without chase entered more than one person's thoughts. Paul found himself scanning the crowd. His eyes settled on one unique hunter in the group. A single lady who had the exotic Middle Eastern look was staring back at him with equal interest. 

'If there was someone I would surrender to it would be her,' he thought. 

Her dark eyes bore into his own with an intense hunger. He felt a rush of desire and fear at the same time. What if she did capture him and he could not satisfy her needs? He had no place to go if he was captured then freed almost immediately. Back to the streets as a failure even as a slave was his only future if that happened. His doubts continued to rise making the short young man almost nauseous.

A whistle sounded snapping Paul and his companions out of their thoughts. Unsure of what the signal meant until Paul heard someone gasp beside him. Looking back at the hunters, he saw that black robes had been removed and tossed to the attendants. Paul froze open mouthed at the sight of that sea of glistening flesh. Full firm breasts of every shape, skin of every color, asses so round and lush that every man and more than a few women wanted to bite one of those wonderous cheeks.

It was the array of hard cocks that shocked the crowd. Hard and ready, each sensual lady looked at Paul's group with wide grins. They leisurely stroked cocks of every size and thickness as they whistled and catcalled to their prey. Paul's eyes once again found that exotic Arabian hunter who's gaze was even more penetrating than before. His eyes settled on her impressive cock framed with neatly trimmed dark hair. Part of him wanted to run right then, another, confused part, wanted to drop to his knees. He could see the corner of her soft lips curl upward knowningly.

Paul finally drew his eyes away from the hunters. A few from Paul's group angrily tried to approach the resort owners who stood by to signal and observe the game. He was dimly aware that they were protesting this new development. Guards quickly pushed the small knot of angry men and women back into the group. 

A couple of people tried to make a break for the jungle but were stopped easily and pulled back to the group. Paul looked from person to person around him. Each had a look of near panic, especially the men. He noticed the blonde girl from his group was still rooted to her same spot as she took in the Asian hunter's body. The hunter proudly placed her hands on her hips and turned side to side to allow the girl to take in every hypnotic detail. 

The horn sounded releasing the prey. Men and women raced frantically for the jungle as fast as their legs could carry them. Paul was not the only one who watched in stunned amazement as the tiny blonde launched herself. Not in the direction of the jungle but into the embrace of the Asian hunter. Laughter and cheers broke out from the women as the Asian hunter gently took her new slave to the ground. She wasted no time sliding easily into the small girl's pussy and the purpose of the ointment they had been instructed to use became apparent to Paul then. The suppressed smiles he saw earlier about what he now knew was a fictional insect was apparent to him now. The ointment was there to allow hunters easier entry into the prey once cornered.

A few of the men and women continued to argue with the resort owners claiming that their contracts had been violated by the resort keeping the gender of the hunters a secret from them. They were calmly informed that their contracts never specified gender and gender had not been a requirement for their selection to participate. Nor had any of the people in their group ever bothered to ask such questions until now. Lastly, they were all reminded that they were no longer in their home countries and the justice systems of those countries did not apply here on Bear Island. They could either run or face certain capture when the second horn sounded. There would be no other alternative.

The cheers and whistles from the hunters sent most of the remaining group scrambling for the jungle. A few men and women remained stubbornly behind stating that they refused to participate. The Asian hunter gently lifted her new slave and headed back to the resort to enjoy her prize in private. The rest of the hunters edged as close to the jungle or the small group of prey that refused to run as the guards would allow. 

Paul was just inside the jungle when the second horn sounded. He looked back as the hunters quickly brought down the small helpless group, claiming their new slaves subduing the violent ones with their marker's tagging drug. He didn't have time to see what the hunters were doing to the men and women on the ground but their cries and screams echoed after him as he ran faster into the jungle. Eventually, the screams died out as each person was subdued and taken by their new owners back to the resort. Paul tried to keep from imagining their fate once they got to the owner's room. 

He crashed headlong down the trail as he heard the yells and calls of the hunters as they entered the jungle. He spotted a few people cowering in small clumps of bushes or wedged between rocks hoping to escape notice. He knew that these would soon fall to the group following him. At least they may slow the hunters down allowing him a chance to find a better spot.

Most of the hunters moved quickly down the trails while others split off into the brush. Paul heard the shrieks of surprise and fear as one by one, the men and women hiding in those early spots were taken. It had done as he hoped. The hunters paused for quite a bit as they enjoyed their captives and searched the area for more. 

Paul found a dense field of plants that grew some four feet high with thick stems and broad green leaves. With any luck he could stay there, well concealed from casual searches and maybe the hunters would pass him by. There was a single medium size tree close by. Paul heard branches creak as he looked up from his spot a few yards away. A man was crouched on the branches maybe twelve to fifteen feet from the ground.

He knew instantly that the man had chosen wrong in his hiding spot as a group of six hunters entered the field. The exotic looking middle eastern hunter was among them. A dark Hispanic girl spotted the man in the tree and the group shot past Paul's hiding spot to crowd the base of the tree. Paul froze as it seemed the exotic hunter looked right at him but she didn't even pause as she ran by him to join the others.Paul admired her firm round ass as she raced along with the other women. Her dark skin showed no tan lines as she loped easily with the rest of the hunters. 

The group gathered at the tree keeping the terrified young man pinned up in the branches. The girl that spotted him started to climb into the tree after her prize. Paul could hear every word the girl said as she neared her prey.

"I've never imagined fucking a sweet young man in a tree before," she taunted happily.

The terrified man looked like he almost made his mind up to jump. She smiled as she clearly saw what he intended.

"Oh, you can jump but my friends down there will be happy to catch you and we all will have a turn with that sexy ass and virgin mouth of yours," she assured him. "So you decide, one cock or six?" 

The terrified young man settled back on his branch and watched his new Mistress climb closer and closer. He shuddered when she finally laid her hand on his leg for the first time. 

"Up" she ordered gently as he reluctantly allowed her to turn him around to face the trunk of the tree. "Keep a good hold of the branches at least for the first part." She slid in behind his tense body. She took out her tube of ointment and generously applied it to her fingers. She pinned the helpless young man to the tree trunk and told him to hug it tightly.

Her fingers glided over his skin down to his vulnerable ass. Once she found his clenching entrance she began to work the ointment coated fingers deep inside him. The man let out a shriek of pain at the intrusion but kept his death grip on the trunk of the tree. His eyes slammed shut as if that would protect him from what was about to happen.

She felt his ass finally loosen from several minutes of massaging and she paused at add more lube to her hard cock. Being taller than the man, she had to bend her knees slightly to line her cock up properly. She was nice enough to break a small twig off a nearby branch to hand her slave. 

"Bite down on this," she commanded. "It's always roughest your first time and this will certainly be a unique first time for you."

The man accepted the twig without opening his eyes as his jaw clamped down hard in fear. His Mistress decided the time for preparation had past. She ground her tits into her slave's smooth back and with a solid flex of her hips lanced her cock into his ass. 

Her victim's shrieks rang through the woods. She held her slave pinned to the tree as she straightened her legs forcing her cock inch by inch into his resisting entrance. Finally when his cheeks rested on her hips she stood there almost supporting her slave againt the tree. His shrieks slowly died as he started to slump against the trunk, his face pressed against the cool bark. Tears ran down his cheeks as she slowly with drew that pain inducing shaft of flesh from his ass only to drive it deep inside once again. Each thrust tore another shriek from her prey as the branches they stood on together bounced with each thrust.

The group below had a clear view between the legs of the rutting couple in the branches. They stroked their own impressive cocks and chuckled to each other. Once it was clear that the young man was subdued and the hunter began fucking in earnest, the group turned back down the path to search for their own captives. The Middle eastern hunter paused with one last glance at the couple, the hunter's cock vanishing into the now surrendered orifice that clamped around it in what must surly be the most pleasureable grip.

Paul felt his head start to swim as he realized he had not breathed since the hunter's first thrust into the helpless man. He panted as softly as he could because other hunters appeared at the edge of the field all around him. Fearing any movement would give him away he remained frozen in his spot even as sounds of plants being pushed through seemed to surround him. 

His eyes were once again drawn to the couple in the tree. The woman had the young man pressed hard against the trunk as her hips thrust her cock harder into her slave. The man slumped almost seeming to be unconscious until Paul saw a pale hand raise up to grab a branch for support. The tree continued to wither and shake with each powerful thrust of cock as the hunter fucked her slave while groaning loudly at the pleasures his ass provided her.

Paul hadn't realized, with his attention captivated by the couple fucking high up in the tree, that he had indeed been spotted and the huntress that had spotted him was masterfully slipping in to take him from behind.

Alzena Faweek had indeed seen the young man she had enjoyed watching before the horn sounded. His crouched form frozen with fear in among the thick plants in the field. She allowed him to think he was safe for the moment as she joined the rest of her party. Once her friend Esmerelda had her slave properly captured in the tree, she followed the others down the trail only to drop out of the group and work her way behind the unsuspecting man. She could see his naked body locked in a crouch, his shoulders tense at every sound around him but fear kept him from turning his head to look around. Thankfully the stems of the plants were supple and the leaves made the barest whisper as she moved through them closing on her prey. The grunts and soft cries from the tree above kept the terrified boy in front of her captivated. She was close enough to see the hairs on the back of his neck start to rise as she was certain he could sense her close by now.

Paul had a chill run up his spine and he was certain he was no longer safe here. Dread at what he might find kept him from turning his head to see what may lay behind him. He focused on rising onto his feet and trying to scurry below the level of the leaves of the plants hiding him. Maybe he could work his way back past the hunters as they continued their hunt deeper into the jungle. 

The feeling he was not alone made his stomach feel like lead. His legs and feet tingled from lack of blood as long as he had been crouched there. The woman continued to hammer her new slave above him and Paul could not resist tilting his head back to peek up at the fate of her helpless victim. He paused at the sight of that thick hard cock pushing and pulling, gliding smoothly through the unnamed man's anal ring. The hunter's buttocks flexing and forming two perfect hard orbs of muscle each time she buried her cock in to her prize.




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 06



Fear that the virgin's legs would give out on him, she hooked her arms under her slave's and gripped the branches to keep him pinned against the trunk. Paul gasped at the size of her cock, unable to believe that something so large could fit inside a hole so small. 

Alzena used her prey's distraction to close the final feet between them. Now she was on her knees directly behind the crouched young man. She quietly readied her drugged marker and, with a smile, lunged for her prey.

Paul's eyes shot open in surprise as a hand clamped firmly over his mouth. He felt the wet cool tap of something on his shoulder and instantly a cold tingle radiated down his body. His chest heaved in fear as he felt his body weaken rapidly. His legs wobbled unable to continue to hold his weight. His eyes wide as he saw the bright sunlight dance on the waving leaves just inches from his face. Just beyond that wall of leaves was the normal sunlit world he had always known. His former life, his freedom seemed just there right at the edge of his nose if he could just get up and run. He promised huimself that he'd keep running and never stop until he hit the sea and then he would swim as far out as he could.

But his body wouldn't respond, that thin wall of fragile looking leaves that promised his way to the world of sunlight and freedom slipped further away as his knees buckled lowering him to the darkness of the jungle floor. He felt her warm thighs first with his calves then knees as her legs forced his apart. He wanted to scream when the head of her cock rubbed the inside of his thigh and slid up as he sank onto her lap. Her hand remained firmly over his mouth so his screams were muffled and weak. 

Alzena steadied her prey's hips as he sank down onto her waiting cock. She had to shift the small man slightly when her cock slid past his entrance into his perineum. Once she was lined back up, she allowed gravity to bring that virgin ass to her. 

Paul struggled madly in his mind, screaming at his body to respond. It was a nightmare he could not wake from. His legs felt numb as he fought to keep off of that hard shaft that was now demanding entrance. He managed a weak pause that surprised both him and his captor before his legs betrayed him at last and left him to his fate. There was a brief pause then the unseen but massive head popped into his ass. After that, he slid smoothly down until his ass cheeks pillowed on his Mistress's lap. Her arm wrapped around the tense young man's chest, she could feel his heart pounding against the underside of her forearm.

Paul let out one long low moan after another as his head fell back on his owner's shoulder. He felt her lips on his cheek as tears of pain and humiliation ran down his face. He had lost. He was here locked in his mistress's powerful embrace. Her cock deep inside him, he felt like the head was pushing his stomach into his diaphragm making it difficult to breathe. 

The two stayed in that position for several minutes as Paul's cries and moans softened and died away leaving the helpless young man sobbing against his captor. Alzena rubbed her soft cheek against Paul's stubble cover one. Her kisses and soft murmurs into his ear comforted the young man slightly.

Alzena rocked the young man's ass on her lap causing her cock to see saw inside. She savored the rub of silky flesh of his newly plunder anal passage against her glans as she kissed and bit the shoulder of her prize. The two rocked gently beneath the leaves for several minutes as Paul's ass finally accepted his Mistress's intrusion. 

She raised the helpless young man onto his knees as she wrapped both arms around her prey. Paul's head slumped forward until his chin hit his chest as he felt her pull out of his ass. He moaned loudly at the suction her cock created as that massive cock slid down his anal tract. She paused just for an instant then thrust upward deep into his ass again. An explosion of pain and a strange thrill crashed inside the helpless boy's mind. He felt her draw slowly back out of him and braced himself for the next thrust.

The process repeated, slick suction.. pause.. fierce thrust that seemed to drive into his very soul. Another pause with cock deep inside him, filling him, making it hard to breathe then the process repeated. Paul was lost in this haze of sexual perversity. His mind spun trying to grasp the reality of what was happening. 

Above their heads, the young man issued soft girl like cries that were a gentle accompaniment to the lower animal grunts of the woman. Her thrusts became a blur of practiced hip flexes as she drove her cock deep into her slave. Years of experience was now providing her captive the ride of his life as he gripped the tree harder. His body responding to his owner's cock. He squealed in need as the pain had completely subsided leaving him with a growing ache to be fucked by his Mistress.

The hunter gripped her prey tightly against the tree trunk as she buried her cock deep inside her man. She let out an excited groan as ropes of her cum jetted into the walls of her prey's ass. The two stayed locked together against the tree until she had no more to provide the young man for now. 

Paul had to keep his tongue rolled back into his mouth as his chin bounced on his chest with each thrust. The pain flashed each time that incredible cock rushed inside him hammering his prostate. But the ache was slowly fading thankfully. He felt for the first time that he might survive this experience after all.

Alzena pushed the groggy young man forward and gently lowered him to the jungle floor. The dirt and dead leaves felt cool on his face. His back also cooled as she drew back onto her knees. Gripping Paul by his hips, Alzena raised him up onto his knees. His faces and chest still firmly planted against the ground. His firm pale ass high in the air and practically screamed 'Fuck me!' to the excited hunter. 

She took hold of her slave and plunged deep into that wonderful ass. The warmth and tightness made her head swim with pleasure as she raised herself on one foot to force herself deeper into her helpless captive. Paul moaned into the ground again as he felt his Mistress's fingers dig into his waist and she pulled him back to meet her powerful thrusts.

He let her have her way and relaxed completely. Hidden beneath the leaves, he was lost in this strange dark world of pleasure. With the pain now a distant echo, that cock felt like it was meant to be deep inside him. Like she was the key to a lock that he never knew he had. The drug still had him helpless, his legs did nothing more than support his hips by the strength of his bones alone.

He stared blankly along the jungle floor at the waving plant stems. His eyes not registering anything as all his senses were focused inward on the pleasure his owner's cock was driving into him. He should be screaming in disgust and despair but the gliding friction of her thick shaft inside his rear passage was shattering that emotional barrier and he could not stop his body from responding. He knew if he could, he would thrust his hips back to meet her. He would demand her to plunder harder and deeper inside him. He couldn't understand this sudden rush of animal instincts that fed his need for her cock to pound him. In his fragile emotional state he was torn between crying in fear and anguish as to what this all meant. Was he gay now? Maybe any man forced into his situation would surrender to the instincts that seemed to come from somewhere deep inside is soul. Someplace dark, primal, animal. 

Alzena felt the young man in her grip relax further as she pushed deeper. She tried to wiggle her hips pushing her further between those amazing ass cheeks. The short slave in her grasp was driving her insane with the desire to shoot her seed deep inside him. To cream that wonderful ass and mark him as her property. Her balls rocked under the rutting hips, slapping into the slave's, sending a brief thrill through both man and woman with each moment of grating contact. 

She felt her seed boiling up her balls and race down the length of her shaft as she let out a yell. Jets of her cum filled her slave's warm, slick anal passage. She felt the walls of his ass grip her meat in response. Another animal instinct to grasp the cock keeping as much of her inside for as long as possible. Paul couldn't understand his body's reaction. The strange perverse thrill of her cock swelling and pulsing. He felt her cum hit deep inside him. It sent a cold shiver through him knowing she was breeding him.

He was certain if he had the ability, she would have planted her child in him in that moment. For a fleeting second he felt depressed that it couldn't happen. He quickly let go of his thoughts and cares as she ground herself inside him. 

Alzena pushed that amazing ass to the jungle floor and relaxed on top of her slave. Their sweating bodies cooled as their breathing slowed to normal. She ran her hands along her new prize's sides and kissed his shoulder gently. She murmured into his ear how his body was perfect. 

Paul never had a woman say soft sweet things to him before and he felt a fierce rush of pride and love for the exotic woman still buried inside him. The drug started to wear off and Paul found his arms and legs slowly responded to his commands again. Lord knows how long they had been there under the leaves. Those leaves that once seemed to tease him as a barrier blocking him from his freedom had now become a warm loving shell keeping him safe. 

He rotated his hips forcing Alzena's cock to twirl inside his ass. The rubbing of his walls awakened the ever demanding woman and she slowly responded with soft slow thrusts. Paul pushed his hips up and back to meet those thrusts letting his Mistress know he was completely acceptant to her needs. 

Alzena smiled at the broken man beneath her and slid out of that warm sweet ass. She lay back on the jungle floor with her cock pointed skyward.

"Ride me," she commanded to her slave in a low dusky voice. Her eyes half lidded in pleasure as Paul threw a leg slowly over her hips. He straddled that beautiful cock and reached beneath to hold her steady. Slowly he relaxed his legs willingly lowering himself on to her shaft this time. Her entrance was much easier and there was little to no pain as once again she slid inside him. 

Paul groaned softly as he settled his entire weight down on that amazing cock. He rocked his hips slowly twirling that shaft inside him again and again. The feel of her probing hardness made him weak with that strange animal need. Paul laid down and closed his lips around one of his Mistress's nipples as he raised his hips allowing that his owner's cock to slide out almost completely from his ass then dropped his hips ramming her deep inside once more. 

The electric flash of nervous impulses raced through both lovers as the young man fucked himself harder on his Lady's cock. Alzena cradled the young man's head to her breasts affectionately as she allowed him to pleasure himself on her shaft. 

Paul, driven by the need for more of that amazing cock, sat upright on his lover's hips. He shivered at the thickness of her, the tip of her cock scrapping the insides of his ass providing him with pleasure he would have never known existed had he not bet his ass on this hunt.

Both man and woman didn't hear the sound of feet trodding through the field close to their newly formed nest of trampled plants. A sexy brunette, peered down through the foliage with a grin. 

"You bagged a fine one there, Alzena!" she said admiring Paul's short firm body.

"You wouldn't mind if I borrowed that wonderful mouth of his for a few minutes, would you?"

Alzena smiled up from the ground as Paul ground his hips around in anticipation of this new turn of events.

"Not at all, dear one," she said. "This young one has a wonderful bottom but he will need the practice of pleasuring with the mouth."

The brunette smiled as she placed her hand under Paul's chin. The man and woman looked at each other for several long moments before she grasped her long hard cock and moved closer to him. 

With a sigh of a person needing a release badly the strange hunter fed Paul her cock. 

Alzena watched as her slave accepted a woman's dick into his mouth for the first time. Her slave's eyes closed as he seemed to savor the feel of that warm hard shaft slipping along his lips and onto his waiting tongue. Her own cock hardened even more as she reached up and pulled Paul's jaw slightly. "Keep your teeth off of her skin, slave," she commanded softly. "Until you learn how much teeth can be used to pleasure our cocks." 

She slid her warm hands down her slave's throat pausing to squeeze gently reminding him how helpless he is. Her fingernails left white trails down his chest as she settled down to grip those restless hips. 

Paul was completely overwhelmed by his new situation. The cock in his mouth felt as good as the one in his ass. He twisted and turned his head as he bobbed along the hunter's shaft. She smiled down at him, running her finger's through his hair affectionately. Her hips slowly began to thrust into that warm eager mouth. Paul's eyes opened momentarily as he realized she was fucking his mouth.

He was amazed at how strangely rational it felt. Like he was born to have cock deep in his mouth and ass. He began to regret all the years he had missed out on this amazing feeling. He reveled in the thought of being used by such superior beings for their pleasure. That he, Paul, the guy most girls didn't even acknowledge as existing would be used by such amazingly sensual creatures and that he could excel at providing these ladies pleasure. 

His body responded to his growing confidence in his new found skills and place in life. His imagination ran wild as he tried clenching his rectal muscles around his Mistress's cock. His hips rocked and twisted to make her roll deep inside him. The sensations of her stirring his inner walls drove both of them into a frenzy. 

He ran his tongue along the underside of the brunette's cock. He wasn't even aware that she had slipped past his tongue and down his throat. The motion caught him by surprise and she pulled out slightly to allow the slave to regain his control. Paul looked up at her deep brown eyes in acceptance as she thrust forward again. This time prepared for the act, Paul swallowed her cock hungrily. After several trips up and down her shaft, he had become skilled enough to brush the tip of his nose into her fine mass of pubic hair. The firm warm shaft on his tongue and filling his throat felt strangely good once he got the hang of it.

He began to swallow her cock down greedily as he rocked his hips fucking himself on that wonderful cock below. He began to understand why women loved cock so much from the wonderful crash of sensations in his mouth and ass, Paul was certain he would never be happy with anything else. 

Both women felt their cock expand and hardened even more by the apparent enjoyment of the slave pinned between them. They savored the rush of the young man losing himself in the pleasures of their intrusions into that sweet young body. But their needs came first. 

The brunette stopped gently caressing the sweet boy's hair and gripped his head firmly in both hands. His hair jutting out at awkward angles between her long fingers. Below, Alzena grasped her slave's hips and raised him off of her cock almost until the head was just inside that sweet hole.

Paul sensed what was expected of him and he relaxed completely and let the powerful women do as they wished with him. The brunette began to fuck Paul's mouth and throat while Alzena thrust her hips driving her cock deep in Paul's ass. Both women used their end of the now willing slave with reckless abandon. They drove their cocks hard and deep with the animal need to cum. 

Paul felt his senses close down once more as his world shrank into the forbidden pleasures of being hard fucked by such powerful beings. He no longer flexed his hips and his arms dropped helplessly to his sides. He gave into whatever the two women desired from him. His mouth and ass where theirs to use and he now happily accepted each powerful thrust. 

His body twisted and flailed with the savage pounding the women unleashed on him. He knew his place now, he happily gave himself over to their wants and needs. He would eagerly accept their cum even though just hours before he would have recoil in horror at the idea. At this point he craved the feel of his Mistress's load shooting once more deep inside his ass and began to eagerly anticipate the brunette's release pumping down his throat. 

His Mistress didn't disappoint as she grabbed his hips almost painfully and rammed deep between his stretched thighs. She growled her approval as she filled her slave's wonderfully tight ass once more with massive pools of hot cum. Both man and woman shudder at the pleasure of her release. Paul's cock had grown hard and aching. He reached down started to stroke himself in time with the brunette's thrusts down his throat. 

Alzena smiled as she took her slave's hands away from his tiny hard cock and placed them on her warm sweat covered breasts. She continued to grind her now softening cock in her new slave's ass. Paul groaned in disappointment and need which sent thrills in to the brunette. The vibrations of his throat sent her into a violent thrashing fucking the helpless man's mouth with pure savage want. Pual was swept up in the passion of the wonderful hunter using his mouth and the two of them rapidly lost themselves in their shared paradise. 

Paul let out another long low moan of desperation. He needed to feel her cum flow down his throat into his stomach. He began to suck and swallow her cock like the mindless junkie in need of a fix. He gripped the sexy girl's tanned thighs as he took her deeper smashing his nose into her pubic flesh. One hand reached up and cupped a firm ass cheek. He squeezed that supple muscle as if trying to squeeze her cum out her cock and down his throat. The brunette could barely stand as she let out a long high pitched wail.

Paul felt her cock swell in his throat and her tip bang and pulse along his esophagus walls as she sent streams of hot cum into his stomach. The thrill of her filling him left him feeling intoxicated. He felt the shiver of the thought that he, Paul, a guy who would never ever do anything even close to this before was now drunk on cock. In the intensity of the moment. Paul shot his own small load in several short spurts over his owner's tits below him.

He smiled weakly as the brunette above him shuddered as the last of her seed dripped out her cock and into Paul's gently sucking mouth. He watched the sweat bead on those amazing firm round breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and inviting. Paul felt a rush of pride once more as he could bring so much pleasure to such amazing women. 

The brunette staggered back slightly. Her cock slid from Paul's lips. His chin coated with sweat and spit from his efforts. She gazed lovingly in to the young man's eyes as the two shared a deep personal moment. She gently rubbed the head of her cock over Paul's soft swollen lips. She smiled as he sent his tongue out to lap at her tip gently. With a sigh and final caress of the slave's wonderful mouth with her spent cock, the brunette reluctantly stepped away. 

She looked down at her friend with an envious grin. "You definitely bagged a great prize here, dear!" she said "If you ever get tired of him I'll pay handsomely for you to send this fine ass to my bed!" 

Alzena smiled at her friend's compliment but both women knew it would be a long time before she would grow tired of her new prize. Paul blushed happily at the obvious sincerity of the brunette's desire.




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 06



The brunette brushed her long hair out of her eyes and gave the happy couple a peck of a kiss goodbye as she ran off deeper into the jungle after her own prize. Paul realized that at some point the hunter and her slave had climbed out of the tree and were no doubt on their way back to the resort.

He turned to find his Mistress on her feet next to him. His eyes traveled the length of her body. Dark tanned skin, the generous swell of breasts, hard orbs of ass flesh, thick round thighs, flat stomach, a delicate sun tattoo graced her navel that seemed to invite his tongue to explore it's depths. She stood maybe a foot or so taller than him. Her white teeth shown in the sun as she gave her slave with a grin of true appreciation. Her dark exotic eyes bore into him beneath carefully sculpted eyebrows. Those eyes held promise of many more pleasures to come. 

The powerful woman draped her long tanned arm around her prize and with her hand cupping his firm ass cheek, she walked him back to the vans that would return them to the resort. She was eager to get the young man cleaned and in her bed to explore the rest of his untapped skills.



T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 07



A quick note, while I write about unprotected sex I certainly do not advise it in this day and age. Please take time to be safe in every activity no matter how eager you are to enjoy. I certainly hope folks continue to find this series entertaining. Reading my first comment from my last part.. Since this part was already written, I will try to add more hunting for you. lol. Thanks for the comment. 

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T-Girl Fantasy Island Part 7 (Chrystyna)

The weights traveled smoothly up and down as the beautiful amazon of a woman lifted 300 pounds on the bench press easily. She was just warming up. Chrystyna Johnson had been a fitness fanatic since junior high and now, at the age of thirty, she had, without argument, the perfect body. Her ebony skin gleamed as she inhaled on the down stroke of the weights and exhaled as she pushed them back up. 

"Preparations for your excursion next week are complete, Ms. Johnson," stated her personal assistant, Lawrence. He stood by passively watching the woman easily lift more weight than he could possibly manage. "We have already received confirmation from the management at Bear Island that your accommodations are prepared exactly as you requested."

"Thank you, Lawrence," replied Chrystyna as she sat up from the bench, running her towel over her bare chest. A truly gifted surgeon had enhanced her amazing physique with perfectly shaped 36DD breasts, while the rest of her was a testament of a lifetime of healthy diet and exercise. Chrystyna stood up and approached the leg machine to work her finely developed ass and legs. 

Lawrence watched patiently waiting for any further instructions.

"Make sure, Phillips knows that I expect a full briefing on all company transactions while I was away exactly one week after I return." She smiled. "I will need time to enjoy my new acquisition."

"It will be as you say, Ma'am," he replied as formal as always.

Chrystyna finished her daily workout and with sweat glistening on her perfect form, she walked towards the sauna. Next to the sauna entrance were three young men as naked as the amazon. She looked each over and slowly stalked up to the young blonde. 

"You're new here."

"Yes Ma'am," replied the young man who looked barely twenty. 

"You will help me with the rest of my workout," she smiled wickedly as the young man nervously eyed her cock. The other two men breathed a sigh of relief and gave the new guy a sympathetic glance before heading to the dressing room.

Chrystyna draped her arm around the shoulders of the obviously terrified young man and guided him into the sauna. "Lawrence.." she called.

"Ma'am?"

"I'll need a couple of hours with this one since he is new. Make sure my bags are loaded on the plane by 5. I want to be out of here and in the air by six."

"As you say, Ma'am"

Chrystyna guided the young blonde to the padded bench, "Now, let's get to that workout, shall we?" She purred. She sat the young man on the bench and cuddled up next to him. Her six foot one inch frame easily dwarfed his smaller slender body. Draping her arm possessively over the young man's shoulders again, she drew him in for their first kiss. The blonde had needed this job badly, mounting student loans and no job prospects had brought him to this. In spite of his revulsion to her hardening cock, he had to admit to himself Chrystyna was incredibly beautiful. Her body was a perfect balance of body builder and sex goddess marred only by that ten inch monster of a cock. That cock that he was hired to work out for her. The amount he was being paid could not be ignored either. 

She released his mouth from the kiss and slid her fingers up his back to his neck and gently guided him down. "I know it's your first time but you will get plenty of practice." She sighed as she felt the head of her cock slip past his stiff lips. "Relax and mind the teeth," she cooed as she relished the anxiety that was obvious in her partner's expression. "Keep those baby blues up here so I can see them, dear boy." 

She guided more of her straining cock deeper into his virgin mouth and started with a relaxed and easy pace. It was a pace that wouldn't last for very long, unfortunately for him.

Two hours later she left her partner unconscious in the sauna, knowing Lawrence would clean him up and take care of any strains or rips he might have. She reminded herself to speak to Lawrence about preparing her future partners better next time. This young one's ass was so tight it took most of her strength to hold him down on the bench and get her cock into him while he tried to scramble free. Now that she had relieved her "after workout" stress, she treated herself to a long hot shower and got ready for her flight.

Bear Island—Hunting Day

Chrystyna had taken time to walk the island days before the hunt was to begin. While others may enjoy running their prey down, Chrystyna preferred to lay in wait at a spot of her choosing and take her prize by ambush. She spotted the cave easily and figured, after inspecting the relatively deep, cool interior, that it would be a spot most likely to be chosen as a hiding place by prey during the hunt. She had jogged out to her cave a few minutes before the release horn sounded as was allowed as long as she didn't try to claim a prize early. There were cameras all over the island to make sure no one violated the rules and none of the prey was harmed needlessly. 

Her dark skin allowed her to blend in with the shadows perfectly. She tied her long black hair back into a pony tail as she pulled out a small bottle of water for a quick drink. She quietly applied more of the island's signature skin ointment to her skin. The ointment that the prey was told had to be applied not only to their skin but to any orifices especially their anuses and vaginas to "protect" against parasites they claimed inhabited the island. The ointment's true purpose was to grease the bodies of hunter and prey alike making grappling when the time came more elusive and exciting. It also allowed for easier entry into those orifices once the prize was claimed. 

Anticipation of her prize already had her cock half stiff. She rubbed additional ointment up and down the length of her dangerous weapon as she watched the entrance of the cave.

Sam and Melissa Drayton had been scrambling for cover all morning. This hunt seemed like an easy way for them to pay their mounting credit card debt and get back on track with their home payment. Melissa was approached by a couple of attractive ladies who had located the couple by researching their credit. They were perfect candidates for the hunt. Married barely a year, Sam had just turned twenty while Melissa was fresh from high school at eighteen. Sam was five foot six inches tall and kept himself in pretty good shape as did Melissa who was barely five foot, blonde hair and blue eyes. Her days as a cheerleader may be behind her but the years of practice had left her gifted with a truly fine body. Perky 34 B breasts and a perfect ass that she enjoyed flaunting in public with the tightest jeans she could fit into. Yes, these two were perfect.

Sam and Melissa had followed the island's instructions and coated the special ointment over every inch of their exposed bodies paying special attention to their body's private entrances for fear of these parasites. They were a bit stunned when they were instructed to strip off the bathing suits they thought they would be wearing, The hunt was to be conducted completely nude. They were informed before signing the legal agreements that if they eluded capture for 24 hours they would be returned back to the states with $100,000 in cash handed to each of them for their success. If they were captured they would be the slaves of the hunter who caught them only to be released whenever she deemed. Melissa had already experienced her bisexual side during high school so they readily agreed after being shown photos of the hunters. 'How bad could being slaves to such exotic and beautiful women be,' they reasoned.

When the horn sounded they bounded off into the forest as fast as their legs would carry them. They were running out of fear now as the hunters had walked out onto the field where they were to be released. The beautiful women smiled evilly at their prey and, at a signal, dropped their robes exposing their glorious bodies for the first time. Sam and Melissa had heard of such women but the sight of all of those hard cocks pointed hungrily at them unnerved every man and woman on the field. A few tried to run but were restrained by the guards. Another group demanded to be released from the hunt and that this was not what they signed up for. They were ignored except to say if you don't run you will be captured here and there will be no protection for you legally or physically. 

The horn sounded to release the terrified men and women into the jungle. As predicted a small group organized and stood defiant of any order given to them. The hunters stroked their cocks and cat called at the group eagerly. After a few minutes a few lost their nerve and ran for the trees. Sam and Melissa were almost quarter of a mile into the jungle and on a rise that overlooked the field. They saw the group of men and women who remained to bravely face the fanatical hunters who brought them down quickly once the horn sounded a second time. The cries and screams of the captured victims rang up to the petrified couple as they watched men and women pulled down to the grass and taken like animals. Some of the more lazy hunters took the group two or three hunters to one victim. The rest ran whooping towards the trees after the others that they knew were hiding within.

It was Melissa who spotted the cave. "We can hide there." She panted to her husband as she pulled him towards the entrance. Sam was easily more terrified by what he saw on the field than his wife, agreed quickly wanting more than anything for someplace safe to hide from these women. Visions of men being pushed to the grass with their asses in the air, the sounds of the screams as hard cocks rammed their way past feeble defenses of clenched ass cheeks and deep into the virgin flesh. He shivered at the memory of those poor men being raped on the field and was near tears in panic that it would happen to him.

Chrystyna's cock hardened immediately as she watched the two young people enter her lair. She listened as they clutched and whispered fearfully to each other in the shadows not taking their eyes off of the cave entrance. They were completely unaware of the danger silently moving up behind them.

Having calmed down some, a shivering Sam tried to think clearly. "Get some rest behind me somewhere while I keep watch. We can change in an hour or so." Melissa nodded her head and found a spot, very close to the waiting amazon, to lie down.

Chrystyna took a minute to enjoy running her gaze over the prone white girl. She slipped a hand into her pouch for the special marker she had for this hunt. It contained not only ink but also a paralytic that took most skeletal muscle control away from the victim for at least an hour or so. 

She grinned at the chance to bag two prizes on this hunt. This was her lucky day she thought as she slowly and silently crawled over the tiny girl who lay on her stomach while peering around the rocks that hid her from the entrance and, unfortunately for her, her husband.

Melissa didn't even have time to gasp in surprise and terror as the heavy smooth skinned body landed on top of her. A dark hand clamped over her mouth as she felt something wet tap her shoulder. Immediately following that tap she felt a cool tingling sensation travel down her body. Chrystyna breathed hot breath in the subdued girl's ear as she whispered, "It's over, you both are mine now but don't ruin the surprise for him," as she ground her naked body down on the helpless little wife. Melissa felt the amazon's large, firm, breasts press into her shoulders and the back of her neck, and head while she felt an impossibly large and hard cock rubbing between her ointment slicked ass cheeks. Unable to speak, let alone warn her husband, Melissa watched wide eyed as the hunter stood up and silently crept to where her husband hid watching the cave entrance. 

Sam peered over the outcropping of rocks as he watched a naked man run past the entrance followed closely by three well-built t-girls who chased after him effortlessly laughing and evilly calling out their intentions once he was theirs. With their hard cocks leading the way, Sam knew it was a only matter of minutes before the helpless man would be captured. His skin grew cold at the thought. 

As he crouched behind the rocks trying to figure out his next move, Chrystyna made her way right up behind him. The sight of his tight virgin ass practically calling to her as her cock strained even harder to dive between those offered cheeks. 

Sam barely managed a yelp as a powerful hand gripped the back of his neck. He was pulled deeper into the cave past his wife who lay helpless on the floor. Melissa gazed up to him in fear and despair as the giant woman drug her husband into the clearing in back of the cave not four feet from her.

"I'll give you a chance to save yourself and your wife." She said easily. "You beat me here and now and I will protect you both the rest of the night. You lose and I take both of you..." she smiled down at the terrified wife "forever."

Sam looked the amazon up and down, figuring the very little chance he had against her was better than no chance at all. The sight of her long black cock surging to reach out to him was also a very good argument to fight. Sam worked out fairly regularly and was proud of his body. But next to the woman that loomed over him in the shadows of the cave; her muscles, finely sculpted and smoothly moving, told him he was vastly out matched. 

He looked down tensely at his wife but watched out of the corner of his eye as Chrystyna followed his gaze. She knew the trick he was planning before he even thought of it himself and caught the punch he threw at her jaw easily in one hand that engulfed his smaller fist. She turned fully to face the terrified young man and grabbed his other hand in hers and pressed him back and down. His body straining under the pressure, Sam locked gazes with the dark brown determined eyes of the hunter. 

"You like to cheat, do you?" she asked, reminding Sam that only wrestling was allowed by the rules. "You'll pay for that later," she promised.

Sam shuddered and his fear of his almost certain fate drove even more strength to his struggles.

Chrystyna gauged his efforts as she applied a balance of pressure and hold, keeping her strength in reserve while giving the small man a faint glimmer of hope. Sam had wrestled in high school and thought he might risk a leg sweep at his opponent and maybe break the strain that was building on his back but the pressure remain too constant for him to free a leg. If he shifted to one leg he would undoubtedly collapse to the ground with the amazon on top of him. They held the position for several minutes as Sam's breathing became more and more labored. Sweat streamed down his body as the hunter continued to bear him to the floor of the cave next to his wife. 

Melissa was entranced by the sight of the two combatants. Her pale skinned, sweat covered husband seemed to grow weaker and weaker bending under the amazing power of the black woman who towered over him. She could see that it was only a matter of minutes before the hunter would claim them both. Her eyes roved over her obviously future lover's body. The dark skin seemed to glow in the dim light, coated in sweat and ointment, it stretched and rolled in such an erotic way as powerful muscles rippled and flexed underneath. Melissa's eyes were drawn to that amazingly perfect ass that made the young wife both cold with envy while hot with desire at the same time. Chrystyna's long hard black cock throbbed and ached as it seemed to sense on its own that it would soon be deep inside her husband's ass.

Chrystyna eased her downward pressure on her prey's arms and feigned a look of concern that spurred the desperate man into throwing the last of his strength into pushing the amazon off of him. Their hands didn't budge an inch as he looked up in shock at the evil grin that played across the girl's delicate and beautiful features. He realized the trick she had played and gave a cry of despair as she bore him to the ground and settled on top of him; man and wife knew it was over. 

From her position Melissa could see the sexy round ass working its way deeper between her husband thighs. With each inch, that hard black cock was closer to its prize. Sam tried to buck but his strength was gone and Melissa could see he barely lifted the woman's body lying fully on top of him. His final defense came as he clenched his ass cheeks. He felt the head of her lubed cock sliding past his balls seeking his entrance. 

Chrystyna gently bit and nuzzled her prey's neck and shoulders. The hot, spongy head of her cock probed between the helpless young man's ass cheeks as he cried weak protests under the weight of his eager lover.

Melissa watched, her breathing becoming shallow and fast as her pussy flooded with juices as that amazing cock pressed against her husband's now helpless ass. She heard his scream that was quickly muffled as the powerful woman claimed his trembling lips with her own. Melissa's pussy throbbed even as part of her wanted to look away from the raping of her man. She stared wide eyed as that black cock sank into her husband's quivering ass. She ran her eyes across those flexing hips that soon set a gentle, even pace. 

She panted excitedly while watching muscles playing so sexily up and down Chrystyna's back. Her husband's legs flailed uselessly with each thrust. The hunter looked like a sleek black predator cat that was settling down to feast on its prey. They looked so perfect together, Melissa thought as she tried to move her numb hands to her aching pussy.

Chrystyna saw the look in the man's eyes. That point where the last resistance was broken. He was completely hers to enjoy at her leisure. Behind her, the young wife witnessed the first time Chrystyna plunged her cock fully into her husband's surrendered ass. Chrystyna grinned as she heard the white girl moan in obvious heat while the fucking of the man she loved took place only feet in front of her.

Sam tried to shrink within himself mentally, tried to block out what was happening to him. Wishing it was all just a bad dream and he would wake up back home safe in his bed. But that strong, hard cock plunging deeper and deeper into his virgin ass would not allow such escape. He clung to the woman on top of him weeping like a child. After several minutes of hard, deep ass filling thrusts, the pain receded and strange new sensations began to awaken inside him. Then, in that darkness, he heard her speak to him. 

She breathed into his ear how good his virgin ass felt around her cock. How he was born to be under women like her, offering his ass in tribute to her cock. She spoke softly how she would turn him. How normal women would no longer satisfy his needs once she was finished with him, his own six inch cock stiffened between them confirming she was right.

He panted and weakly struggled under her powerful body. They both knew it was over, his body was now responding to her thrusts. He groaned as her cock probed his prostrate and sent shivers through him. Sam wrapped his arms and legs around the powerful woman on top of him as they kissed deeply. They broke the kiss and Sam bit into Chrystyna's neck and shoulders and she rammed him harder and faster. The two bodies merged in the dim light of the cave as the darker more powerful form on top increased her pace driven by her animal need to mate with the smaller pale form beneath. 




T-Girl Fantasy Island Pt. 07



The two moved like a parts of a smoothly lubed engine as her cock swelled within him. Chrystyna grunted with satisfaction as she pumped burst after burst of hot cum inside that wonderful no longer virgin ass. Behind her she heard the obviously excited wife sigh a long passionate "yesss" without realizing she said it. Sam could only whimper helplessly as she pulled her cock out of him. He felt empty now that his lover's cock was no longer deep within him.

After a quick tap of the paralytic marker on Sam's shoulder, Chrystyna turned to the wife. The young girl watched in awe as the amazon retrieved some wipes to clean that magnificent cock that had turned her once straight husband into a cock loving whore. Melissa realized it was her turn. 

Use of her arms and legs was just starting to return when Melissa was scooped up by the powerful dark hunter. She wrapped her arms around the finely muscled neck of the amazon who carefully laid her on her back on the floor of the cave next to her used and spent husband. 

Chrystyna ran her hands up and down the pale shivering flesh of her prize and she paused her groping at the flat stomach of the girl. She glanced into the glazed stare of the husband and with a smile said, "I can tell she will bear me many babies." With that she turned to face the helpless girl beneath her and claimed her lips in a deep and soulful kiss. The husband could see his wife responding to the powerful woman. Melissa ran her small hands over dark shoulders and down that well-muscled back, her pale legs sliding along the dark legs of her goddess. She clutched at her lover's round firm ass that promised a long hard fucking that Melissa wanted now more than anything else. 

Chrystyna ran her hand down that wonderfully quivering stomach to the shaved pussy below. Parting wet, pink lips, Chrystyna realized there was no need for more lubrication. This slut was hot and ready for fucking and Chrystyna was more than happy to provide just that. She guided the head of her cock between the young wife's lips. Melissa gasped and groaned in pleasure as she opened her legs even further to accept her lover. Sam heard his wife cry out in passion then moan in obvious pleasure as their goddess slid her cock deep into that pussy he knew he'd probably never feel again. 

Like her husband, Melissa wrapped her arms and legs around the hunter's powerful body, pulling the black goddess down even harder into her eager embrace. Melissa cried out as that perfect ass started to roll under her grasping hands, thrusting that cock into parts of her pussy she never felt existed. At that moment, Melissa knew she would happily bear Chrystyna's children as long as she continued to get the fucking she was receiving now.

Chrystyna relished the feel of tight wet pussy gripping her cock. She reveled in the knowledge that she was taking that pussy from the man lying helplessly next to them. She knew that she was ruining the little woman under her and that deliciously wicked thought spurred her into hammering that pussy with all her strength. 

Melissa was going wild under her new lover. She felt their breasts grind so smoothly against each other; hard nipples skated across sweating breasts as she clawed at the muscles rippling in the hunter's back. Their kisses became deeper and more impassioned as Chrystyna slammed her cock harder and deeper into the wife's now owned pussy. Her hard powerful cock reaching places deep inside the young blonde that had never been reached before.

Reaching down, Chrystyna grasped that tight, white ass in her hands and effortlessly pulled the helpless girl up on to her lap as she settled onto her knees. She hissed "Take me, bitch. Make me a baby," into the glazed expressionless face of her prize as she released her cum deep in her prey's unprotected womb. She groaned as Melissa begged and wept for more. Standing up, Chrystyna held her prize like a child in her arms while Melissa wrapped her legs around those perfect hips. Her hard cock still deep in to that wonderfully wet and tight pussy, 

Chrystyna gripped the young girl's hips she raised and lowered the wife smoothly on her cock. Melissa could only clutch at her amazing lover and throw her head back in ecstasy. Her blonde hair flowing wildly as her screams echoed through the cave while she experienced one mind numbing climax after another. The dark hunter continued to hammer the wife like a rag doll, her hips thrusting that hard cock up into the downward rushing pussy of her prize. She added her own roar to the cries of the helpless girl as she pump load after load of her seed deep into the fertile wife's cunt. 

Chrystyna held the weak young girl to her chest as their combined cum dripped out onto the cave floor next to the husband who stared defeated at the embraced lovers. Sam knew he had lost his wife to this dark hunter and he also knew he would never desire pussy from that moment on. He craved the cock of his new goddess.

He slowly regained use of his own body as he crawled weakly up on to his knees. Chrystyna's spent cock slipped from the now unconscious wife's pussy only to be eagerly gobbled up by the freshly turned husband. Chrystyna sighed in contentment. The sounds of Sam's worship of Chrystyna's cock filled the shadows. 

A few hours later the three emerged from the cave into the late afternoon sun. The dark hunter gathered her slaves in each arm and walked them down to the docks. She was happy she had chosen the boat trip for the return leg of her vacation. Waving off the congratulating cheers from the dock and boat crews, Chrystyna led the exhausted husband and wife down into the depths of the ship. Once inside her cabin, she dropped the young couple into her bed and climbed in on top of them for the long voyage back home.