Lisa-Marie Smith-Burton and the Masters of Island XXX
Copyright© 2004 by RedLobo 69
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Tim Burtons ex-muse the actress Lisa-Marie Smith crashes on a mysterious island. On a promotional tour. These are her continuing adventures.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult NonConsensual Rape Celebrity Science Fiction Horror Zoophilia Rough Anal Sex Bestiality Violence
Lisa-Marie moaned and cursed the slimy creatures as she lay there on the pool edge trying to recover. Trying to get her breathing to stabilise and her heart to get a regular beat once again. She was shagged out completely. As she watched them slither away, squirming gleefully and causing ripples in its wake. Ripples that lingered in the water. The only trace of the whirlwind orgasms that still spun around and around in her head and high up under her cunt.
A few moments later, Lisa-Marie caught her breath and brought her legs a little closer together. She felt betrayed. She didn't know exactly why. Well, what do you expect from lower animals, she thought. Snakes were snakes. And now, she was alone. Peace and solitude.
She let her legs slide together the soothing water flowed in and out of her stretched-out pussy slit. She felt the healing water act as a balm on her swollen and raw insides the swallow water washing away the edges of the cum from her body whilst most of it slowly dripped into the water around her, sliding off her curvy form until the water around her began to go white.
"Fucking animals," she said, slamming the water with her fists. Still shaky Lisa-Marie looked into the now placid waters of the pool the blond creature that looked back at her was completely covered with a sheen of perspiration and cum. She knelt there with her hair dishevelled and hanging over her face and shoulders. Her breasts were swollen, her rigid nipples stood out almost an inch from the swollen aureoles and they were covered in the slime of the animals that had feasted on them. As she looked down she could see ooze gradually trickling from her exaggerated swollen pubes down her legs. Her belly was fluttering and her labial lips were pulsing round an oversized, swollen, well chewed clitoris which stood out almost straight from it's covering.
Lisa-Marie couldn't move fast but she had enough strength to sit up as she slowly pulled herself to her knees and lift herself away from the pool. Then, from far up in the tree tops, she heard an echo. The echo of her own voice. It sounded strange.
"Fucking animals!!!!!!" she yelled up again.
In inspected her body much of the snake Jim had either slid off or been washed off by the lapping water but large clumps of it, now drying, were stuck all over her body. She felt such a slut to be covered in it but frankly didnt care, so using the pools water and when possible her tongue she removed the cum until pert body looked clean.
She then slowly made her way out of the pool and quickly dressed pulling on her cloths before quickly heading back into the jungle.
As the minutes passed no danger seemed to want to make an appearance, ignoring her bruised body. Deciding that discretion was the better part of valour, Lisa-Marie hurriedly retraced her steps, returning to the game trail that had original brought her to the glade, a feeling of danger or presence seemed to follow her from the jungle pool.
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