The Plane Crash - Book One
Copyright© 2018 by CrackedJaguar
Chapter 30
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 30 - After a plane crash strands them on a small island, the group struggles to survive. Soon, their sexuality shines through, and all the women want to get pregnant. A lone guy, a nice guy, is charged with mating with them all. A traitor among them is discovered, and some sexual vigilante justice ensues, much to the lone dog's delight. Non-stop adventure! This is Book 1 of 2.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Sharing Incest BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Black Female White Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Voyeurism Water Sports Revenge Violence
Jeremy got up and climbed down to the lower level of the cave and walked outside, careful not to wake any of the sleeping women. Many trees were knocked over and much of the island was changed.
He went first to locate the canoe. It was gone. He then ran down the path to assess the old Japanese base. It still stood, a lot of trees were knocked over but it didn’t seem the worse for wear a concrete channel was now evident leading up to the hangar where the plane was. He checked on the plane. It didn’t seem to be damaged so he moved on to the machine shop.
He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that Naomi had thoughtfully sealed up the tools and engines in the concrete and metal box. There was a small amount of water inside. He supposed it couldn’t be helped. Confident of his assessment, he hurried back to the campsite. He saw a few goats on the way back and smiled that some of them had somehow survived.
Jeremy collected most of the gear from the cave and started lowering it down as the women slept on. He woke them when he had finished and, one at a time, they made their way down to the floor of the cave, and outside into the light of dawn. Jeremy had to drag Norman away from Anabell and lower him down, and Tiffany pulled the dildo out of Anabell’s ass. Anabell moaned loudly. “Oh, my god,” she said, “that felt, how can I describe it? I was so full and it felt so good and then I got fucked. That was so wonderful and, mmm who’s pussy did I eat? I can still taste it.”
“Let’s get you outside,” Jeremy said, though Anabell seemed distracted by scooping up dollops of cum from her thighs and pussy and sucking them off her fingers. “Anabell!” he said, almost losing his patience.
“Yes, Master,” she said, kneeling in front of him and mouthing his cock. “Can I pleasure you please, Master?” she whimpered.
“Not now Anabell, get down and get some fresh air. I think it’s a little stale in here,” he said.
“Please, Master,” she said, “I live for your pleasure. What do you wish me to do?”
“Climb down and get outside.”
“Is that all, Master?”
“For now.”
“As you wish, Master,” and she somewhat reluctantly descended the rope. When they were all outside, Jeremy called everyone together.
“We need to make another hut or several, I think. “Nicole, Tiffany, and Shannon, see what you can do about that. Sunni and Sara, work on other materials we might need. Rose, Pricilla, and Rachel, go and see about what food is left. The girls left, leaving Naomi and Anabell standing nearby.
“So what’s up?” Naomi asked.
“Well, I checked things out. We lost the boat. But everything else seems okay.”
“Master, is there anything you need me to do?” Anabell asked.
“Yes Anabell, apologize to Naomi. You are to follow her orders as if they were my own as well as Nicole’s.
“Yes, Master,” she said. She then turned to Naomi and knelt. “I am so sorry mistress that I offended you. I did not know my place, please forgive me.” Anabell’s hands clasped in front of her. “If there is anything your humble servant can do, please tell her and she will do it.”
Naomi looked at Jeremy with a raised eyebrow. Jeremy just shrugged. “Kiss my ass,” she said.
“Yes, mistress,” Anabell said, crawling behind the now coffee-colored Naomi, where she began to gently kiss the curve of the other woman’s butt. Jeremy watched, slightly distracted by the sight, when Sunni came up.
“Jeremy, oh, what is she doing?” she started ogling Anabell laving Naomi’s ass with her tongue now.
“There is still some grass and stuff not much in the way of fruit though and a lot of fallen trees and junk...” She broke off as Anabell pushed her mouth in-between Naomi’s butt cheeks, and Naomi let out a low moan.
“That is sufficient for now, Anabell,” she gasped.
“Yes mistress,” she said, though she remained kneeling.
“Stranger things have happened,” Jeremy sighed.
“I really don’t think so,” Naomi said, “and I sure as hell never expected this, especially from her.”
“Great Sunni, see about gathering what you can do to help Nicole and the others.”
“Will do?” Sunni said, “Can we, um, fuck later? I’ve been kind of missing that big pecker of yours.”
“Sure Sunni, once we get everything sorted out.”
“Oh goody,” Sunni grinned, and skipped off to find Nicole and the others.
Construction of a new hut began a few hours later as Naomi and Anabell started lunch or supper. It was hard to tell it was afternoonish, anyway. Jeremy went to his calendar and marked off the days that he had missed and returned in time to catch some fish and start stretching the goat hide for salting. He showed Sunni how to scrape the hide as bits of meat came off as it dried and he helped the girls work on the new hut.