The Challenge 4: Origins and Revelations - Sex Stories

The Challenge 4: Origins and Revelations

Author's Note: This is a prequel of sorts. It covers Bob's history and background. After the first few chapters, time starts whizzing by, as decades were covered. I recommend reading the first three Challenge stories as there are Easter Eggs, character cameos, and call backs to them in this story. The characters of Tiffanie and Diane will each have two stories -- they'll be under the Former Playboy Playmates series on my story listings page. Editing thanks go to Todger65. The Challenge 4: Origins and Revelations Chapter 1 He was going to take her. After weeks of watching her, studying her, memorizing her daily routine, Robby was going to hunt her down and take her. He didn't want to do it, deep down, but his animal urges of being stranded with her, had become too much to resist. He hated the island, he hated how long they've been stuck there, he hated himself for even entertaining the idea of doing what he was about to do. Robby watched her undress from his vantage point behind a cluster of palm trees. It was a full moon. The pale light was bouncing off her sweaty skin. She placed what was left of her clothing in a small pile. They were all but tattered rags now, her panties full of holes, her top shredded by a knife to use scraps of it as strings and ties. Robby watched her slowly enter the small pool of water at the base of a small waterfall. He chastised himself for being turned on; he hated himself when he'd watch her work on the beach during the day, her tanned skin ...

... accentuating her musculature that was now visible due to massive weight loss. He would stare at the underside of her breasts and bare tummy while she carried coconuts. He would watch her hips sway when she surfaced from the ocean water with a fresh haul of clams, her light-brown hair slicked back, remnants of her shirt sticking to her skin. After weeks, Robby watched her, each day bringing him closer to taking her. Masturbation only worked for so long. Robby would sneak off away from camp at night, jerking his cock behind a tree, or in the same pool area he just now watched her wade into. He felt more shame for cumming to thoughts of her. Over time, that shame faded, the desire for a real pussy milking his shaft instead of hand coming to the forefront of his mind. Robby's desires multiplied tenfold when he caught her pleasuring herself one night. She had wandered off from camp and was gone for quite awhile. There were no animals on the island that could hunt, kill, and eat a human but Robby thought there might be snakes or, in his most paranoid thoughts, a rat could bite her and infection could follow. He didn't know for sure. He was concerned and told Cori he'd be back in a little bit. Robby stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her, naked, in the pool, the small waterfall behind her, furiously rubbing her clit, moaning into the night. She was beautiful. Robby nearly came in his own tattered shorts, when he watched her turn around, thrust her hips forward, allowing the surging ...