Chapter 18: Startling Discoveries

Island Day 10-12

Lonnie & Lucy:

Lucy was trying to hide her friskiness and failing miserably. Lonnie promised he’d ‘plow her furrow’ if she’d just get serious and get their new home set up, first.

That turned her into a whirling dervish. She literally ran back and forth from the boat to the cave moving the things Lonnie told her were necessary. Lonnie took a bowsaw and went in search of some trees to make a better sail out of.

His idea was to continue with a square sail, but he wanted to make it easier to use and see under. He knew it would only work if the wind were blowing in a much narrower range of direction, but, since he didn’t know how to tack, felt this would be better.

He found two tall but narrow pine trees that fit the bill and four nice pieces of bamboo.

He quickly went to work.

He used his hatchet to cut off the branches, then, with Lucy’s help, stripped the bark off the pine trees with a curved draw shave. Then he cut the bamboo into 10-foot long pieces and instructed Lucy to drill holes through the bamboo with his brace drill.

Next, he notched the pine tree ‘vertical’ pieces so he could firmly anchor the bamboo horizontal cross pieces with long bolts, washers and nuts. This made the framework rigid with nearly 18 inches of bamboo overlapping each end. He then attached his 7½’ ‘sail’ to the two remaining 10-foot long bamboo shafts so it could be rolled up when not in use. He made more notches in the pine vertical pieces so he could secure them to the front seat of the boat. He used both nails and rope to permanently lash the frame to the boat.

His idea being, when he wanted to use the sail, he would simply attach the bamboo that the sail was attached to, to the top and bottom horizontal bamboo of the frame with pre-made rope-loops.

He now had a sail that was much easier to deploy when needed and pull down when not.

By the time he finished, Lucy had a fire going just outside the cave and water boiling so they could have their MRE dinner. She had managed to curb her carnal desires, but, the fact that she was naked did more than just get Lonnie’s attention. Or, get ‘Little Lonnie’ firmly ‘standing’ at attention?

Lonnie was amazed when he entered the cave to find Lucy’s sleeping bag open and blankets covering it. She had made them a nice little love nest and she could no longer hide her desires.

They ate dinner in silence, albeit, a sexually charged silence.

When they finished eating, Lonnie was grinning, remembering what Chen had done with Jasmine a couple nights earlier. He planned on using his ‘stump’ to try and give Lucy a similar night to remember. He knew Lucy would probably never be a ‘one-man girl’, but, he was rapidly developing feelings for her beyond her nearly insatiable sexual desires.

And that was driving him to please her, hopefully bringing her into thinking of him more as a boyfriend than just a fuck-stick.

He started out with an erotic kiss that Lucy eagerly returned. After several minutes Lucy begged, “Oh God! Oh Baby, fuck me and fuck me hard, please!?”

Lonnie chuckled while tweaking her hard, fat nipples, “Oh Lucy, I’ll give you all the cock you want, but, I want to try something first ... okay? Have you ever passed out from too many orgasms?”

Lucy giggled, “Um, NO. It takes two or three guys back to back just to give me even one orgasm! It would take the entire roster of the Chicago Bears to even get me close!”

Lonnie grinned evilly, “Well, then this is your lucky day! Spread those beautiful legs and give me a taste of that sweet pussy of yours!”

As Lonnie swiped her wet slit with his tongue, Lucy gasped, “Ooooh ... yeah Baby. That feels wonderful! Did you know you’re the first guy that’s ever gone down on me?”

Lonnie chuckled as his oral ministrations intensified and Lucy started gasping in delight. “Lucy Baby, when you don’t have 10 guys spooge soiling your sweet pussy, you really taste fine! I may have to do this more often if it’s just the two of us?”

Lucy was now bucking her hips trying to get his tongue further in her pussy or stronger on her clit. Lonnie started rapidly teasing her clit then began shoving his ‘stump’ in her now sopping pussy.

Lucy looked and saw he had his arm in her all the way up to his elbow! She cried out, “Oh SHITTT. I feel like King Kong’s cock is in me! Ohhhh YESSS, FUCK MEEEEE, you magnificent one-armed fucker, you!”

Lonnie started stroking in and out, slowly at first, making sure he wasn’t hurting her then switched and started jackhammering her pussy with wild abandon.

Just like Jasmine, Lucy went totally bananas, screaming obscenity-laced cries of ecstasy. Telling him to stop, then begging him not to!

After 10 minutes she was a soaking, sweaty mess and again begging for him to stop! But Lonnie increased his speed and intensity, sending Lucy into another series of screaming, squirting orgasms that had her quivering and writhing like a fish out of water!

Her legs were flailing, flung all akimbo, as she became delirious, caught up in the tsunami of intense orgasms, the likes of which she’d never experienced before.

When Lonnie leaned over and added his clit-lashing tongue to the mix Lucy screamed, “Ohhh Goddd, Ohhh sweet mother of Jesus, OH FUCKKK! I’M CUMMING AGAIN ... OHHHH GODDDD...” Then her body froze and she passed out cold.

Lonnie looked at her comatose body and knew things between them would never be the same. It took several minutes for Lucy to regain her senses, but she flung herself at Lonnie, kissing him with more passion than she’d ever felt before in her life. She began sobbing, then looked up at him and gushed, “Oh Baby, that was the most and best orgasms I’ve ever had!”

She giggled, “I suppose my pussy’s too nasty now to get any more of that great tongue of yours?”

Lonnie smiled, “Nope, I wanna see what you taste like, knowing all those sweet juices are yours!” He said as he slowly began licking the juices around her open slit, then sucking her pussy, getting another mouthful of her pussy and squirt juices.

He looked up at her with his cum-soaked face and licked his lips, “See, I’m really developing quite a taste for YOUR juices! We may have to make this a regular thing. Now, could I slip my brick hard cock into your pussy? Or, are you too sore?”

Lucy smiled, shook her head and rolled them over so she was on top, “Not a chance, Baby.” She said as she mounted him, “I wanna ride you, though, so I can show you how much I loved what you did for me, okay? Just lie back and try not to cum too fast! I wanna feel you squirt your hot jizz in me and the longer you can hold out, the harder you’ll shoot!” She giggled cutely, “I may come again, too, so don’t be surprised! You really did something to me that I’ll never forget, Baby ... and ... I may be falling in love with you.”

Lonnie’s eyes became moist hearing her words, but her movements provoked other feelings as he realized he was very close to cumming.

Not wanting to disappoint her, he held on for dear life.

Lucy’s pussy was squeezing his cock harder than he could believe as she began bouncing up and down and rubbing her pussy all around his ready to explode cock. He was amazed that her pussy could feel so tight after everything he’d just done to her.

“Oh Lucy, I’m gonna cum! I CAN’T HOLD IT MUCH LONGER!”

“Just a little longer, Baby! I’m close too! Ohhh, OH, SHIT, OHHH GOD ... FIRE WHEN READY, BABEEE!” She wailed as her movements turned frantic.

Lonnie felt what seemed like gallons of cum burning and flowing through his cock, then he started shooting so hard HE nearly passed out!

“Ohhh FUCK, Lucy! Oh Goddd, I’m still CUMMINGGG...”

Her movements slowed and she just sat on his cock for a minute, enjoying being filled with his hot meat and cum.

She had an impish grin on her face, “Is there ANY chance you could get a big mouthful of our combined cum and then feed it into my mouth so I can taste it? P l e a s e, Baby? It’s going to leak out of me like crazy when I move and I don’t want to waste it?”

Lonnie chewed his bottom lip for a second, “Ughhh, I MUST be falling in love! Okay, but, let’s make it fast or I may puke, comprende?”

Lucy leaned forward and kissed him deeply, “Sure thing. Thanks for trying this, Baby.”

Lucy put her hand around his slowly deflating cock, trapping his cum inside while she pulled off and quickly put her pussy over his mouth. There was a deluge of spooge that he soon felt he had to either swallow or drown. He frantically turned her over and let loose a torrent of spooge into her anxiously waiting mouth. She swallowed it in three gulps, then licked her lips.

“Any chance you might do that again sometime? Or was that too gross?” Lucy asked, looking genuinely concerned.

Lonnie chuckled, “You really enjoyed that, didn’t you!?”

Lucy nodded, “More than you know. It was like nectar from heaven.”

“Well, I have to admit, it wasn’t as bad as I feared. Mostly because I knew it was only OUR cum and nobody else’s, so, yes, maybe we can do that again, too.”

Lucy pulled his head to hers, smiling, “Now I KNOW I’m falling in love with you, Lon. I promise I’ll never ask when there’s anyone else’s junk in me... ‘cause, as far as I’m concerned, I think I could be happy with just you for the rest of our lives. I’ve never been so content before now. Isn’t there a chance the two of us could just stay here, forever?”

Lonnie considered it, his face reflecting his thoughts. He shrugged, reluctantly, “I’d love to, except, I don’t think there’s enough things on this island to eat. I haven’t seen any fruit trees, and only one coconut tree. With no game, we’d only have fish to eat. Wouldn’t you get tired of fish all the time, Baby?”

Lucy looked crestfallen, but nodded in understanding, “You’re probably right. I wouldn’t mind fish for a few days though. Could we just enjoy this place for a few more days or maybe a week? I know you want to test out your new sail.”

Lonnie hugged her, “Sure! I’m in no hurry to get back, plus, we can’t even try to go until the wind is coming out of the North. I want to climb this mountain and look through the binoculars to make sure our home island is the one I think it is. Meanwhile, you can do some exploring to see what kinds of fruits, nuts and things you can find.”

Lucy giggled, “With a man like you keeping me satisfied, I will always be at your service, Lover.”

Elmer’s Clan:

Markus and Sonny paddled their boat back near their cave to load up all their personal belongings and their share of tools and supplies. Then, they planned to paddle their large boat back to Blaine’s area where they’d pick up Marcella, Lugo, Fredo, Brutus and Otis to begin the journey back to their camp.

Blaine and Steve had taken one of their boats to help Mario and Enrico to make sure they didn’t get taken advantage of and then help them get loaded up to move. Stefano and Lolita stayed behind so there would be room in Blaine’s smaller boat for everything that needed to get moved.

They were still loading when Markus and Sonny disappeared around the end of the mountain cliffs, heading back to pick up the rest of their group.

“Mark, do you really believe they’re going to listen to us like Mom said?”

“Well Sonny, I think she was serious about them needing help. We both knew from the start that when we left them they would be lost like a collective fart in a hurricane!” Markus chuckled, “besides, it seems like Mom had a bit of an epiphany herself today, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I’ve never seen her so overcome with emotion like she was when that little dog took to her like that. She’ll still probably try to get Lolita to give her our cute little dog, Apollo, you know?”

“Fat chance of that!” Markus chortled, “Lolita and Apollo are inseparable. Besides, the one Ma really loves is that little Hera. And I’m sure Naomi and her sisters have NO intentions of giving HER away!”

“You know, if it weren’t for that damned Blaine we could have gotten much more of our tools than we did. The cousins were willing to give nearly everything away just so we wouldn’t try to get them to come back with us.”

“Well, Sonny, we got most of what we wanted, didn’t we? Although, I really wanted that Boy Scout manual Mario has. I knew he wouldn’t part with it when Blaine said it had a ton of useful information in it.”

Sonny smirked, “Don’t look now, but, when they weren’t looking I stuck it in my backpack! It’s gonna come in handy since neither of us knows much about science or how shit works.”

“Shit! How could you do that? When Mario discovers it’s gone he’s gonna know we stole it! Blaine has booze and lots of things we need to trade for. This could screw that up for good. Elmer, I mean, Uncle ‘E’ isn’t going to be happy without a steady supply of that booze. I think we should give it back when we pick up Ma and the guys.”

“Well, shouldn’t we at least look at it first to see if we can remember some of the stuff we don’t know?”

Markus nodded, “Sure, but we need to do it before we get to our rendezvous point. I’ll take over rowing while you fetch and look through it.”

Sonny reached into his backpack and pulled the manual out. Mario had covered it with brown paper to protect the cover. When Sonny removed it from the Ziploc bag protecting it from getting wet he opened it and gasped, “That sneaky fucker!” Then he removed the cover and showed Markus it was the ‘Tales of Gulliver’.

Markus broke out laughing, “Well, it appears young Mario is slicker than we gave him credit for! That was pretty clever of him ... and very untrusting. It seems he’s either suspicious of us or just overly cautious. Either way, we should recover it and put it back in the plastic bag, then give it back. It will reassure him we didn’t mean to steal it and perhaps get back in his and Blaine’s good graces.” He chuckled, “Unless he saw you swipe it. In which case, he’s now laughing his ass off!”

“I don’t think he did, I was being very cautious. Now, back to our original topic, just HOW much of a clusterfuck do you think we’re walking into?”

Markus shrugged his shoulders, “Well, Ma did say they were living in caves, so at least we don’t have to build a shelter. She also said that Brutus and Otis were no longer loyal to Aunt Lola and they seemed to be willing to work hard. They just need direction.

“It’s uncle ‘E’ that I’m concerned about. On our way back we need to feel out just how loyal Hugo, Fredo and Lugo still are to him? If we can get them behind us, ‘E’ won’t be a problem. Especially if we can keep him supplied with booze.” He chuckled, “He’s going to have to get used to something besides Johnny Walker Black, though, because I don’t think Blaine’s ‘Moonshine’ is nearly as smooth!”

They landed on the beach to find most of their passengers waiting and ready to go.

Marcella, however, was in a loud conversation with Lolita, trying to get her to let them have Apollo. George Sachs was right by her side, however, so that seemed to be all that kept Marcella from getting physical with her.

Markus gasped when Marcella tried to forcibly grab Apollo out of Lolita’s arms only to have Apollo bite her hand so hard he drew blood!

George was snickering which sent her into a cursing, blathering rage that made both her sons shudder. Markus and Sonny found themselves reliving their worst memories of what things were like when she didn’t get her way on something.

Markus lost it and shouted, “God DAMMIT Ma! What the fuck? You need to apologize, right now, or Sonny and I will go right back to our camp and you guys can all walk back, empty handed!”

Marcella started sputtering, not sure what to say.

Markus noticed that Fredo and Lugo were fighting back sniggers. When they saw that Markus caught them, they just grinned, and gave him a ‘thumbs up’ as they turned away so Marcella wouldn’t see their reaction.

After sighing and grinning that one of his questions had been answered, he refocused on Marcella, “So ... what’s it gonna be?”

You could see her biting her tongue allowing the rage to dim, if only slightly. She knew that her son was serious and had to fix it.

She threw her arms up and looked back and forth between her sons and Lolita. “I’m sorry, Lolita, I’ve never had a pet before. I just don’t think it’s fair that you guys are going to have three dogs and we don’t have any! I know it was wrong to try and just take little Apollo from you.” She licked the trickle of blood off the back of her hand, “I also didn’t think he would bite me!”

Lolita demurred, “He thought you were trying to hurt me. He’s very protective. He says he’s sorry, but he wants to stay here with me. Like you, I’ve never had my own pet, either!”

Marcella chuffed, “He can’t talk! How do you know that?”

Lolita blushed, “Well, I sorta can, Aunt Marcy. I know you don’t understand, but, sometimes he does things for me before I can even say it out loud. I can tell what he means ... just by the way he looks at me and ... wags his tail.”

Markus noticed that she was biting her inner cheek when she paused in her statement.

Then, Naomi and Ruthie came over with little Hera standing between them. Naomi smiled at Marcella, “Marcy, if you promise to never put her on a leash, Hera says she’ll go with you. You just have to let her come back to visit whenever she wants. She’s very smart and won’t get lost. Would that make you happy?”

Marcella was mesmerized, looking down at little Hera, who was wagging her tail and staring up at her. “Will you really come with me, Little one?”

“Arf” she replied.

Naomi giggled, “That means ‘Yes’, Marcy. She really knows what you ask her. If she barks once, it’s yes, if she barks twice, it’s no. She’s very smart and will usually do what you ask her. Will you promise to treat her nice, ALL the time?”

Marcella fell to her knees and petted Hera, cautiously at first, then more energetically. “Do you like that?”

“Arf!”

“Can I pick you up?”

“Arf.”

Everyone watched as Marcella picked her up like she was made out of fine china.

“Do you want to go for a boat ride with us?”

“Arf!” Hera responded and licked Marcella’s nose, causing her to giggle.

“You are such a dear little doggie, Hera.” She looked at Naomi, “Does she poop in your cave?”

“Arf-arf!”

Marcella’s mouth fell open as Naomi giggled, “No, she’s fully trained and always does her ‘business’ outside, away from wherever she stays. That’s why you don’t want to tie her up.”

“Oh my, Lolita, is this how you talk to Apollo?”

Lolita grinned and winked at Naomi, “Yes, something like that. You see, they are ALL very smart. You just have to treat them well and they will understand, love you and obey your requests.”

Lolita and Naomi had done all they could to influence Marcella into treating Hera well. Hera told them she could take care of herself, but, that she was determined to go with Marcella. The plan was to get a good look at the Normistronzo’s so they could determine what they might truly be up to. Their telepathy would allow them to keep in touch and Hera was excited to be exploring how others lived.

When Markus insisted that ‘daylight was burning’ they took their positions in the boat. Marcella sat in the back to give them direction with Otis next to Markus, then Fredo next to Brutus and Sonny next to Lugo, in the front seat.

Hera was sitting next to Marcella at the start but made it known she could easily scamper between the toolkits and bags under the seats if she wanted.

After some initial floundering, getting used to the oars, they gradually got into a rhythm which had them moving along at a good, swift pace. They discovered that six oars, used in coordination, made rowing a much easier task.

Conversation centered around everyone’s experiences so far and the brothers found it humorous when Otis told about Vincent’s aborted attempts at erecting a simple tent.