Sexual Heaven: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Sydney Granger

• Herausgeber: Taboo Pulp Press
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

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Yes, she could forget about the terrible situation she was in. Sex was the one thing that could make her forget. She remembered all the other bad things in her life and how sex had always been the thing to snap her out of it.

Back when her stepfather had tried to rape her and she fled from him, ran away from home. It was only when she had gotten a good fucking that she was able to fully put her troubled past behind her and look to her future.

She was a delicately young girl to be plotting her own future, but she did it. No one could take that away from her. She might have had some help from friends and the right contacts but there was no one who could deny that she had done it all by herself. She was meant to succeed, to be someone special. One look at her body and her lovely face could tell anyone that. It was the sort of face that haunted a man when he looked at it, even if only for a few moments. And the body-the body was more than haunting, to any man who saw it in person. And on film it didn't look so bad either.

 

Leseprobe

Sexual Heaven

Sydney Granger

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER ONE

Nothing seemed to make any sense to the beautiful teenager. What was she doing here on this beach all by herself No, it made no sense at all.

Except for the way her body ached and the hunger and thirst that were starting to nag at her now that she had regained consciousness, it wasn't such a bad place to be. The beach was a beautiful one, the nicest she had ever seen. The water was a beautiful shade of blue and stretched off to a far horizon.

She twisted on the sand and looked up and down the beach. Above her she saw palm trees, bushes. She saw a brightly-colored bird take wing from one of the trees. It swooped along the beach, went out to the water a bit and then came back, disappearing in the vegetation. What a strange place this was, Jackie thought.

Now, as she sat up, she realized what had happened. The memory came back to her. A terrible memory. She remembered it in a rush of color and noise, the yacht going down, the people screaming, the lifeboats being lowered, some of them overturning in the panic. She could remember the faces of people screaming in fear of death, and then those faces disappearing below the water.

She had gotten into the lifeboat with two other people. Yes, two boys. But where were they now, she wondered. There was nor one around. Was she the only survivor, the only person left from that tragedy ... no, no, it couldn't be possible.

It was' terrible enough for all of those people who had lost their lives. But her own situation was even more desperate. At least their fate was decided. But hers was very much in doubt. Alone on a desert island, a young girl with little experience taking care of herself even in the best of conditions.

She looked down at herself. Her clothes were gone. There were only the tatters of what had once been a nightgown, all she was wearing when the yacht had gone down and very nearly took her with it.

The sun beat down on her luscious body. She ran her hand along her front, over her firm, full breasts. The nipples were hard. They always became hard when she exposed them to sun and water. They were very tender to the touch.

She squeezed a nipple and a wave of sensation went through her body. Her hand moved from her protruding nipple down over her taut belly and through her curly pubic hairs. They were damp with salt spray from the ocean and her cunt lips were similarly moist. When she touched her pussy there was a heated reaction from her pussy. Her thighs lurched together, pressing against the intruding hand.

Her mind was so distracted, so agitated, that she didn't even realize till then that she had an aching need to go to the bathroom.

Well, she chuckled grimly, what a silly expression under these circumstances. Go to the bathroom indeed. It didn't look like there were too many bathrooms in the immediate vicinity. There was nothing in the immediate vicinity, as a matter-of-fact.

When she pressed her thighs together again she felt just how badly she did need to go to the-she had almost said it again. To pee, she meant. She really had to do it. She was so wet now she was surprised her body had not simply let go while she was lying there unconscious. But it didn't, and now she had to do something.

There was certainly no reason to be shy. No one was around to see her. Perhaps no one would ever see her again. And that would be a shame, for Jackie was a girl who was born to be seen, to be admired and lusted after by the male population-and a good part of the female population as well. Her figure, so well-defined for one so young, could have given a hard-on to a corpse.

Everything about her seemed to define nymphet sexuality, the lush red lips, glowingly red even without makeup, the eyes so sparkling and innocent and yet carrying a definite hint of sensuality. And her hair, long and silky to the touch.

The fact was, Jackie was well on her way to being a top model, that face and figure being photographed for the magazines and television screens of the world. Until now. Until this crazy adventure had turned to tragedy and left her alone on a beach in the middle of nowhere, with a cunt badly wanting to piss.

It was silly to go on with that need unsatisfied. It was about the only one of her problems she could solve, so why not solve it.

The girl stood up. She was tall for her age, with lovely long limbs, now showing a tint of redness from exposure to that bright tropical sun.

She spread her legs so she would not get any of the piss on herself. Her fingers went to her cunt and spread the lips wide apart. She needed to go so badly and her muscles had been contracted for so long, holding it in, that now she almost had some difficulty letting the piss come out. But at last a few sprinkles fell from those plump pink pussy lips. They made a plopping sound on the light brown sand. A few more fell and then came a steady stream, a thick yellow flow of urine onto the sand at her feet.

She sighed with relief as her cunt issued forth this liquid gold. It relaxed her. She sighed again and the stream grew thicker. Her fingers held the cunt lips back farther and the piss sailed in an arc, up in the air and then down, almost reaching the puddling edge of the ocean water. At last the stream piddled to a stop and her fingers reluctantly moved from her cunt. The pussy lips were a bit more tender than usual and she realized she had gotten a slight sunburn on her cunt. Her mind wandered to more pleasant situations than she was in now, and she idly wondered how it would feel to have a sunburned cunt fucked by a nice, thick prick. It would hurt, of course, but Jackie had a secret enjoyment of a little kinky pain during sex. Not always, of course, and not when taken to extremes, but once in a while it gave her a kick.

Now that her most pressing concern had been answered she could take a more considered look at her present situation. It didn't look good.

The beautiful girl turned her nubile form in every direction. She stretched her spine, trying to get the cramps and kinks out of her muscles. It had been a rough trip from the sinking yacht to this beach and her body needed a good massage and a whirlpool but again there was little hope of finding such things on this island. After all, when she looked to either side of the beach, she could see for at least a few miles. There was nothing but virgin beach all the way down there. If anyone lived on the island she was sure she would see some sign of it. A beach could not be entirely clean of any and all refuse if it was used by human beings, however few of them and however far between.

She stretched her back and sighed. Her fingers kneaded her hipbones and then rubbed back and forth over the twin pillows of her creamy, round ass.

Jackie scratched her bottom. There was sand in her crotch and she used two fingers to scrape and brush it out. There was some stuck to her pussy hair and some of it inside her cunt and even some of it stuck to her little pink ass-hole. One more annoyance after another, she thought, grimacing to herself and shaking her head.

No, she told herself before the thought was even into her head, no showers on this island either. Nothing. I'm on my own. My God, but for how long? For the rest of my life? It was too horrible for her to imagine. Someone like Jackie, who had everything going for her. Such a fate could not be hers, it just couldn't.

She began walking along the beach. It felt so strange, walking naked like that. She had shrugged off the last rags that remained of her nightgown. What was the use of pretending that they existed as clothes any more. She was naked and alone, like the first person on earth. Or the last, she thought with a whimper. , She had to be strong. She would never survive if she wasn't strong and able to take care of herself. She had to get out of this somehow.

The beach seemed to go on forever. She walked and walked and still got nowhere, only to a new horizon and a new stretch of beach.

How could such a place exist? she wondered. Why weren't there hotels here and people lying around on towels? It was the perfect place for a resort. She cursed the world's hotel developers for their shortsightedness. From now on, if she ever did get out of this, she would take only winter vacations, to ski resorts, that sort of thing. She would show them a thing or two, she thought to herself.

My God, I'm raving, she suddenly thought. I'm not awake for more than ten minutes and I'm already raving. There's no way I can survive on this place alone.

As if some benign god above was listening to her, circumstances changed at that moment.

She heard a voice. A human voice. Her heart jumped into her mouth.

"Oh my God, is someone there? Anybody? Are you there? Please, where are you? I heard you. Oh please, please, come out. I need help. Help me, please!"

"Of course we'll help you, beautiful," said the human voice she had heard. "And don't you look just the prettiest picture, hey? That's a beautiful birthday suit you're wearing, Jackie. It's too bad I don't have my camera with me or I could take some very lucrative pictures, I do believe...."

"You! You're alive!' she shouted. "Thank God there's someone else here, even if it is you."

"I'm here, all right. And I'm horny as hell. You stay right where you are, you beautiful piece of jailbait. I'm coming down to get you."

He was standing at the edge of the forest, just above the beach. Jackie was now twenty yards from him. He was tattered and sunburned, with the start of a beard. His name was Jason and he was a photographer, one of the people who had been in her life raft when the yacht began to go down. She could have thought of several people she would have picked to be shipwrecked with instead of Jason but she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. She was grateful for any other human company and would have embraced Adolf Hitler if he had come out of the forest at that moment.

She ran to the trees, her firm, full titties bouncing wildly with every movement of her long legs. The nipples were erect, pointing straight at the photographer. "That's it, come right to Papa," he said, an unhealthy grin on his face. He held out his hands to her and at the same time his cock seemed to stretch out to greet her.

His shorts had been torn to shreds in the turmoil of escape and now his growing dick ripped the last unshredded seam in the garment. The ripping noise made his erection all the more dramatic. The head fought its way free and then rose up, cresting a large, thick length of meat, red and hair-flecked.

"Oh ... oh, what are you doing?" Jackie said, seeing the huge cock waiting for her as she came up on the grass and prepared to embrace the man. "What are you doing with your ... your dick? Put that away, won't you, for Pete's sake!"

"Where do you suggest I put it, my dear? The sight of you has just caused the last remaining threads in my shorts to come apart. Now we are both naked. like Adam and Eve on this island Eden. What do you think of that, my under-age pet?"

"Why are you always thinking of sex?" she said, glancing down at the cock. My, she thought, it is a big one. It was the only positive thing she could look forward to, she mused. If he was her only amusement then it was just as well his dick was big enough to satisfy her. A man with small equipment would only, somehow, make her situation seem even more dire, as she would drift back to other men, other cocks.

Jackie was by no means a prude. She enjoyed sex as much if not more than any eighteen-year-old in history, but she liked it on her own terms. She looked back on the tumultuous months previous to this moment. She had done some things she would almost say she was ashamed of, in order to get ahead, to get the breaks she needed. But she did have her pride and her standards and she didn't like creeps and ass-holes.

Jason, in the little time she knew him, had proven himself to be both.

But now perhaps she would have to have a new standard for judging such things. After all, he was the only man in the world right now, and if she judged on a scale of relativity, that made him the best guy on earth.

She allowed him to embrace her. His large, hot hands went around the cushiony cheeks of her ass. He squeezed them, pulling them apart and letting his fingers move around and around. Jackie only sighed. She wasn't in the mood for sex. Too much had happened. There was too much to discuss, too many problems to solve, for her to relax and feel ready to put a dick between her legs.

Jason seemed to have a different viewpoint entirely. For him, it seemed, the only way to keep from considering their bleak situation and its pessimistic prospects, was to ignore it and do something entirely inconsequential.

His cock was certainly in that frame of mind. It stood up tall and stright, throbbing wildly. The head was a huge red knob and Jackie had to admit it was attractive. She didn't do anything to put him off when he rubbed his throbbing cock into her stomach.

The more his fingers probed at her cunt and ass the more she was able to relax and forget where they were. She closed her eyes. The fronds of a palm tree shaded her face from the blazing sun and she sighed and felt a genuine wave of arousal.

"That's it, that's it, baby ... Jesus, how I've wanted to hold you like this. From the moment I first saw you at the studio ... I asked them, who is that fantastic chick? And when they told me how old you were I nearly popped my cookies right there ... oh yes, baby, what a great ass you have ... what a lovely fat cunt ... you're just a girl and yet you're all woman too ... just fantastic, fantastic...."

His fingers curved inward at her crotch, probing the tender lips. Jackie shuddered from the touch of fingernails against sunburned cunt lips. She liked it, just as she thought she would, Her thighs parted, letting him know to go full steam ahead. Jason's fingers sank into her cunt without a trace. He sighed and shook his head.

He had never felt anything quite as lovely as this teenaged pussy hole. It was taut but damp and pliable too, the deeper you went. He knew he was getting to her, feeling her insides squirming and writhing in rhythm to his probing fingers.

"Yes, yes, that's beautiful ... just relax ... we'll get you all opened up and then I'm going to stick this fat prick of mine deep inside there, won't you like that?"

"God, yes, yes, of course I will ... finger it, finger my snatch ... oh please, finger my cunt and make me forget where we are, Jason."

He pulled her closer to him and kissed her long and hard. His tongue slid into her mouth and she sucked on it. The tongue felt good, like a small, wet penis, and she sucked it, feeling his cock rubbing against her belly at the same time.

Yes, she could forget about the terrible situation she was in. Sex was the one thing that could make her forget. She remembered all the other bad things in her life and how sex had always been the thing to snap her out of it.

Back when her stepfather had tried to rape her and she fled from him, ran away from home. It was only when she had gotten a good fucking that she was able to fully put her troubled past behind her and look to her future.

She was a delicately young girl to be plotting her own future, but she did it. No one could take that away from her. She might have had some help from friends and the right contacts but there was no one who could deny that she had done it all by herself. She was meant to succeed, to be someone special. One look at her body and her lovely face could tell anyone that. It was the sort of face that haunted a man when he looked at it, even if only for a few moments. And the body-the body was more than haunting, to any man who saw it in person. And on film it didn't look so bad either.

Jason pulled her to the ground. They twisted about on the sand, rolling from beach to grass and back again, two horny animals trying to forget their troubles with red hot lust. And they appeared to be succeeding, from the look of things.

Jackie grabbed his dick and pumped it back and forth. It felt good in her hand. She had already held quite a few cocks in her short life. Some were big and some were small, but even the small ones she had adored. Jason could be the biggest creep in the world, she thought, but thank God he was here and his cock worked.

She stroked it back and forth, sliding her fingers from the knobbed head down along the shaft and under his balls. They w [...]