Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

Jada wants more

"How many of you... how many... feels like this bastard is a little bit shady?"

Claire started. Damien knew who she was referring to as being a bastard and shady. But also he knew that she wasn't in right mind. She was already tipsy. One thing he was wondering was, if she was way too sassy in her right mind, what would she look like drunk? I guess we are about to find out.

"Why do you hate him so much? Did y'all ruin each other's nerves in your previous lives?" Jada came on. Not only Claire was drunk, but all the ladies were. Three of them were fast asleep, three staring lifelessly, and two bickering. All Damien would do was listen. He knew how to do that well.

"I just h-hate him. He's too hshsjak for my liking?" "He's too what?"

The two drunkards were trying to understand each other. Damien stood up and made to carry each of them inside. "Or do you like him, but hate to admit. And instead, you lash out hate?" Jada teased. Damien hesitated now. Things seemed to be getting more interesting. "Ne...ver.... ne...ver..ne...ver. I bet his cock is way too small." Claire's words were slurry. She cackled, throwing her arms everywhere in glee. Jada came on. "No it is not... It filluuled my mouth." "You fool." Damien cussed, wanting to shut Jada up, but then he remembered that the girls were drunk, none of them would remember by tomorrow. At that thought, he was beginning to have funny ideas travel across his mind. He couldn't hold unto them since either of the two wouldn't quit bickering. "Whatever... yet he's shady. Haven't you... t-thought of how the loser sud-ly became pa-ful?"

She cackled again,

"That dork even had a chainsaw. Where t-he fuck did he get em - frm..."

Jada nodded slowly,

"That's true."

Jada chuckled,

"How d fuck didn't I think of that?" "Okay, that would do it." Damien got tired and started to carry each of the girls into the safehouse. He started with

Ayisha, and placed her in a very comfortable place. Then followed Mira, who was quite light. Then Jada, then Tendzel, Evelyn... Laurette hugged him tightly, pressing all her body on him while he carried her in. She made him hard.

"That dummy." He cussed. Now he was left with Lisa and Claire. He carried Lisa first and put her next to Jada. His eyes fell on her soft thick lips. He wanted to kiss them. He had fancied them all his life. That was his opportunity. NO, I'M NOT PETTY. I WON'T TAKE AN ADVANTAGE OF THEM.

He swallowed and stood up. He walked out. He got to the last person, Claire. He carried her and helped her in. As soon as he dropped her and made to leave, she suddenly grabbed his left wrist and pulled him to herself. "How d-dare y-ou to-uch me?" She said weakly and passed out. But Damien's body was already hovering over hers. His lips were close to hers, so close that it felt like they were already in his mouth...

He knew he didn't want to do it, but his subconscious mind dominated his willpower. He dropped on her and stole her lips. He kissed her for a while, but her idle tongue discouraged him.

He got up at once.

"Oh shit, what's wrong with me."

He regretted what he had just done. There was quite a mist of guilt weighing on him, questioning if he was humane. But there was this dark fog clouding his sense of judgement too. Telling him that he owned it all and could do whatever he wanted.

He stepped out of the safehouse. That was the only way to break himself free from the two forces.

"I don't think I can sleep here this night. Else, I'd banged all of them." He swallowed. The thought sent a wave of goosebumps which washed across his skin. It was a tempting thought but scary also. He began to pace around the bonfire. He thought he heard a sudden movement. He ignored it, maybe he was thinking too much. He decided that he needed to escape from the thought of the girls. At once, he recalled what Claire said earlier.

Though she was drunk, drunkenness brings out the beast in people as well as dig out the secrets and hidden thoughts they cherish. That was the only method he used to get his abusive stepmom to talk before he was kicked out and sent to live with Grandpa.

"Claire. Quite a girl you are. How much do you know." He sighed, kicking his dirty all-star shoes in the earth.

"Well you only know, let's see how you can prove it.". He turned his back to the door of the safehouse and edged towards the fence. "But I guess I need to be careful henceforth. Even though the system is only exclusive to me since I'm the host. Claire was the one who spoke out now, who knows who else is shielding their dark thoughts?" "Are you horny?" A familiar voice came from behind him. He turned at once. "Jada, what are you doing outside? Weren't you sleeping?" "I couldn't She walked towards him. "But you were drunk weren't you?" She threw her face sideways like you do when you are trying to think. "Was. I?" She looked back at the confused Damien. "Perhaps I was. I guess I'm lucky then since I recover from drunkenness quickly. I forgot what name that's called." "So, you don't recall any of things you said earlier?" She knelt before him. "Fading memory I guess. With your permission."

"Are you sure about this?" He questioned the determination in her face. She pulled his pant down to reveal his steering cock. She fisted her hand on it and began to stroke it gently. "Let's wake this big guy up first before -" She put her mouth to it and began to go up and down. Slowly and rhythmically. Unlike the previous day when she was shy and made no contact, she held his thighs and skillfully sucked his dick till it was hard enough. He grunted. She stood up, then and pulled her skimpy gown up, her panties down. She turned around and bent forward, pushing her booties up. Damien didn't bother saying anything again. She wanted it. And he wanted to fuck too. He decided to feed the monster instead of avoiding it. He pressed her back and made her take the perfect stance. Then he slid his cock into her pussy. He began to go in and out of her. Gently and steadily. After a few moments, he got in full character. He bent a little forward now to grab her titties, he could feel warmth oozing as he hugged her from behind... banging her senselessly. Her moan filled the night.