Chapter 8
The huge red sun had set over the cresting now maroon ocean.
I was leaning back against a palm tree fully satisfied with myself. Earlier I
had been well fucked and now I had just finished a simple but grand dinner. I
patted my full stomach and burped. I had come to realize in this paradise a man
should focus on his basic pleasures.
Later I continued to ponder life's great moments as I slowly wrapped wire
about a razor-sharp metal shard I was mounting on a bamboo fish spear. The
twilight had nearly faded when I saw the lone figure approaching on the darkened
beach. I determined it was the petite Jennifer. She halted just outside of the
circle of my fire and disrobed. She unashamedly entered the firelight with only
a big smile and came to her knees beside me.
"Hey, Boss," she said brightly and laid her hand on my knee.
"You lost, little girl?" I asked in a serious manner. I set the completed
spear aside.
"Nope," she answered. "Kimberly just kicked me out."
Earlier with the ending day, the girls had become apprehensive of the older
Kimberly's wrath on their return to the other camp. I had given the two girls
some fresh fish and prepared a frond pouch of smoldering embers to take back.
After some breathless kisses and hugs for me, I had watched the two naked girls
jog back up the beach, stop, put on their clothes and then continue on.
She related that, on their late return, the furiously suspicious older sister
had thrown a major fit. Kimberly had made the easily intimidated Brittany
confess the entire afternoon's activities.
"I thought her face would pop when Brit told her she had to suck you off,"
she giggled.
Evidently Kimberly was trying to be a responsible and protective adult. It
sounded if she had also been truly upset and concerned when told about
Jennifer's anal penetration.
"I thought she was going to want to see my sore ass," Jennifer said
indignantly. "I told her I liked it and would let you do it again if you
wanted," she added. Then pausing she looked at me timidly and said sweetly, "But
maybe not for a day or so. Okay?"
I smiled at her and pulled her onto my lap. She laid her head against my
chest.
She told me at that Kimberly had really gone "berserk". Kimberly had called
her "a little slut" and "whore". Kimberly had threatened to tell Jennifer's
parents.
Jennifer had responded by telling Kimberly that "she had been Talbot's
whore", and Kimberly had responded by screaming at her to "get out".
We sat quietly in the flickering light with the ever-present roar of the
breakers filling the silence.
"Hey," she interrupted the lull, "can I live here with you?" She lifted her
head and looked at me with her eyes wide and luminous in the faint light. "I
could be however you want me," she said. "I could be your girlfriend or the
other way if you wanted."
"What 'other way' is that?" I asked seriously.
She looked away and then back. "You know. Like you said."
"You tell me, Jennifer," I replied.
She rolled her eyes and laid her head back against my chest. Then she ran a
hand up my stomach to my chest hair that she smoothed and patted.
"It's hard for me to ask that," she said quietly. "Please don't make it so
hard."
"You must ask me, Jennifer," I replied, "or go back."
"Okay, okay, I will," she said in a low tone.
"Will what?" I said.
She sat up again and faced me. "I promise to always do everything you tell me
if that is what you want," she said as her voice quavered at the end.
"Give me a little kiss, Jennifer," I said.
She closed her eyes, parted her lips and kissed me with an open-mouthed
wanton hunger. After a moment she broke the kiss and buried her face against me.
"I never thought I would ever feel like this," she said. "With guys back home
I can usually trick them into doing what I want. If I want to do it with them, I
might or might not. But this afternoon when you made me do that, I was really
turned on." She added as quiet afterthought, "I have never been so hot with a
guy before. You just look at me or touch me and my heart starts pounding."
I reached up to palm a firm hand full of her breast. Her heart was pounding.
I slowly rolled a pert nipple that immediately tightened.
"You see that," she whispered. "Even after this afternoon I want you... even
more so." She again lifted her head up and our eyes locked. "I will do or be
whatever you want me to be. Let me stay here with you... Please... Master?"
From the endless depths rose a full red moon. The tide reached its low ebb
and turned. The incoming waves crashed like a repetitive thunder down the length
of beach. At the edge of the jungle the flickering embers of a dying fire
reflects glowingly against the arched naked back of a beautiful girl. She is
illuminated in the pale light as she straddles and rhythmically thrusts against
a darker shape in the shadows beneath her. Her cries of abandon are lost in the
sound of the sea.
