The Island, Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 5

... shook off and pulled my pants back up. I stretched and checked out my surroundings. If you discounted the plane crash, terrorists, and dead bodies, this could be a great vacation spot, I thought ruefully. The morning air was cool, and the jungle was a verdant riot of color. Birds zoomed through the trees with unfamiliar cries. Creatures moved through the undergrowth, and everywhere were garish tropical flowers. If you have to be stranded somewhere, I guess this would be a good choice. I turned and headed back toward the beach. Eight steps later, coming around a large tree, I literally stumbled over Janie, who was squatting and taking her own AM piss. She yelped and went sprawling, spraying her own foot with urine, and giving me an unexpected glimpse of her thick, brown bush. I started to help her, then thought better of it, her pants being around her ankles and all. I muttered an apology and spun around, whacking my head against the tree trunk. I dropped to the ground, seeing stars and spitting curses. The sound of raucous laughter caught me by surprise. I looked back at Janie, who was rolling on the ground in a fit of mirth. Her pants were still around her ankles, and I was staring directly at her toned ass cheeks. I had been captivated by those awesome glutes for months now and here they were naked as a babe. My jaw hung open, and I just lay there on the ground not knowing what to do, still a little rattled from my latest head injury. Janie rolled back toward me, caught ...

... one look at my gaping mouth and confused expression, and exploded into hysterical laughter once again. This time I couldn’t help but join in, amused in spite of myself at the ridiculous situation we had landed in. We gave vent to our hilarity for at least a full minute. Slowly the howls of laughter faded into chuckles and then occasional snorts. Her pants were still around her ankles, and I was becoming acutely aware of her half-naked form just 3 feet from me. Manners finally overcame lust, and I turned away and said, “I am so sorry. I should have been more careful. I didn’t mean to embarrass you like that.” She snorted once more, and I heard rustling as she pulled up her shorts. “I’m not embarrassed, you are,” she said and chuckled. “God! The look on your face was priceless. You sure got a eyeful, didn’t you?” She wiped her streaming eyes. My face was burning as I said, “I really didn’t see anything. I wasn’t looking…I…didn’t, I mean.” I was mortified. “Relax, hot shot. I don’t care what you saw. That sort of thing doesn’t bother me. If you knew me better you’d realize that pretty quickly.” I guess I was beyond prevarication. The words came out of my mouth before I even realized what I was saying: “That’s the main reason I came on this trip. To know you better.” Her eyebrows shot up. Now she was the one at a loss for words. She looked at me appraisingly for a minute, then seemed to come to some internal decision. She stood up, glancing back at the beach. “Jared is building a ...