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Chapter 9: Domestic Bliss
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Jake and the Castaway Daughters
a Novelette by Varkel
Spring, 2000
CHAPTER 9: Domestic Bliss
Belle sat in the shade while Jill played in the small waves a
hundred yards down the beach. It had been almost a week since
Marie was carried off by cannibals, and while she could not forget
her middle sister, Belle had to go on. She had to look after
little Jill.
Jake came up and sat beside her silently. No words were required
because she knew what he wanted, that he had come to claim his
reward after a decent interval of mourning. She sat with her back
against the bole of a tree, her legs stretched straight before
her. She shuddered slightly in apprehension when he touched the
flesh of her leg just below the hem of the petticoat. She turned
her face to him, and as they stared at each other, she felt his
hand move slowly on her skin, under the petticoat to her knee and
then up her thigh.
"Please don't," she said. "Jill will see us." But she did not
stir, did not interfere with his hand.
"She's too far away, Belle, and she's busy with her sand castle."
"Please, Higgins, not just yet." But the young woman spread her
legs just enough to allow him access to the inside of her upper
thighs, which were soft and warm.
Belle closed her eyes, after a quick glance down the beach at
Jill, and relaxed completely. She did not return the kiss which
he placed on her lips, nor did she seek to touch him.
Jake's head rested on the tree trunk next to the girl's, so close
that his breathing was audible. She clenched her eyes tighter
when she felt his fingers begin to explore her feminine parts and
finally concentrate on the magic spot.
"Oh, God!" she gasped and bit her lower lip as fingers invaded her
vagina more and more deeply while a thumb continued to excite her
clitoris.
"You like this, I see," the man observed smugly as he nuzzled the
her head with his face. "I have so much more for you, darling."
Belle's body trembled slightly and her mouth dropped open to emit
a series of shrill groans. She soon quieted and opened her eyes
when the man removed his hand. She watched him lick his fingers
lasciviously and leer openly.
"Come, Belle. Let's scoot behind this tree and do it properly."
"No, no, not now." She got to her feet, a bit wobbly on her legs,
avoiding his eyes. "Later. Tonight, when Jill's asleep. I'll
come to you." With that she turned and walked out onto the sand
in the direction of the little sister who was playing so
innocently.
* * *
They lay naked together in the warm, dark night. Jill nestled in
her sister's arm as she rubbed herself to get that pleasure which
was so delightful, which helped her to sleep. Belle embraced the
little sister when she began to groan and felt a vicarious
pleasure at her squeaks.
"Good night, Belle," Jill whispered in a sleepy voice, kissed the
lips of the older one gently and turned onto her side.
Belle caressed the younger's slender thigh, rubbing her hand
lightly up and down its softness until she heard a snore. After
waiting a few more minutes to be certain that Jill was indeed
asleep, she rose carefully and eased herself out of the small hut.
She had to do it, she thought as she picked her way carefully in
the darkness. She had to do it for Jill who otherwise would fall
easy prey to the dirty old man at the bottom of the path. In the
absence of a regular concubine, Higgins would not hesitate to take
the child, as he did Marie, who had been but little older. She
would sacrifice herself, her body, to his lust -- casting aside
the troubling realization that it would not, in fact be a
sacrifice. She was eager to reach the bottom of the path.
However much she disdained the man, she yearned to experience this
part of life fully for the first time.
* * *
"Higgins?" she called as she groped in the darkness of the
overcast night.
"Straight ahead, darling," he responded cheerfully, not far away.
She cringed at the familiarity in his voice; he was not her equal.
"There, I have you," he crowed, grasping her hand and pulling her
to him, their naked bodies touching. "Ah, Belle, you feel so
soft." His arms went around the barely mature young woman, almost
as tall as himself. "Give me a kiss."
"I didn't promise kisses, Higgins, much less affection!" She
snapped her face away from the touch of his beard.
"But I shall kiss your lips tonight, Belle, if not the upper
ones."
The once proper young woman, modesty long forfeit in the savage
environment, cringed at the crudeness of his words, yet felt a
tingle of anticipation.
"Will this take long?" she asked sourly in a tone she would
normally reserve for a tardy bootsmith.
"We have all night, precious," he replied, palming a magnificent
breast that was soft, pert and modest. "I will give you
pleasure."
"I'd rather not, if it will take all night with you. Get on with
it and assuage your lust."
"Perhaps we shouldn't talk so much," he murmured, smiling in his
beard at the tell-tale nipple coming to a point in his palm.
Licking her neck, he pulled her gently to the ground with him.
"I wish it were light enough to see your body closely, lovely
Belle. Your pale flesh is so beautiful. Why do you avoid the
sun?"
She did not respond. She felt a mouth on one breast and a
caressing hand on the other. She tried to imagine another man
doing this, but she could think only of the boy, Wu Fong. She
relaxed and fantasized an adult Wu Fong, nibbling her thighs,
pushing them apart and ...
"Oh, God!" she cried aloud when a tongue licked her magic spot.
The fantasy in her mind disappeared as blown fog in the reality of
the crude, physical ecstasy that overwhelmed her body. She did
not hold back, could not, could only surrender totally to it. She
did not know that she rolled her head violently and squeezed her
breasts almost painfully. She did not hear the scream that rushed
from her open mouth. The exquisite pleasure was simply
unbearable.
"Please, please," she gasped, pushing at the head between her
thighs, which afforded a momentary respite. Before she could
relax and collect herself a body's weight pressed atop her, and
she screamed in abandon when something monstrous, something alien,
pushed into her body, then out, then in again with a forceful
thrust. It was unrelenting in its determination to undo her mind.
With an awesome, frightening rush her body was assailed by a
sensory explosion that was totally indescribable, that convulsed
her in unimaginable physical bliss. As it abated she had time
just to shudder before she was overwhelmed by another wave of it.
She had thought she understood the meaning of ecstasy. This was
the reality.
Belle was aware of the man's kisses and the tickling of his beard
on her face. She had never before felt so relaxed and at peace.
Her body was limp,
"You liked that very much," she heard a voice speaking into her
face. How smug it was, she thought, and its breath was sour.
Higgins! She pushed him forcefully away and struggled to rise,
but succeeded only to hands and knees. She had no strength.
"Stay here, pretty one," Jake purred, pulling on a rounded
buttock. "We can do it again quite soon."
She felt moisture leaking down her thigh. Heavenly Father, she
groaned inwardly, the creature has impregnated me! She crawled
away from the man on her hands and knees until she was able to
rise and stagger back up the path.
* * *
Belle slept well into the next morning. When she finally awoke,
memory of the night's inconceivable pleasure was at the front of
her mind. Involuntarily she twisted her legs together and
discovered a soreness that only strengthened the feeling. The fat
penis had pounded something deep within her that had never been
touched. In so doing it had washed her mind away in unmitigated
ecstasy. Her hand went to the source, then flew away. She wanted
the entire experience again, not some pale imitation.
But in the light of day, when she came out onto the ledge and saw
Higgins playing some incomprehensible game in the dust with Jill,
she was aghast that she had given herself to that wretched old
man.
"Jill, come here!" she barked, glaring at the man whose smirk that
morning was bold beyond precedence.
"But Jake and I are about to go swimming," the little voice
responded with a pout.
"You'll bathe with me. Higgins has to work on the storm wall."
* * *
That night, when Jill was so soundly asleep that she did not stir
even to the gentle sucking of Belle's lips on one of her swollen
nipples, the older girl got up and left the house. She despised
herself as she walked down the path naked in the moonlight.
"Belle, I've been awaiting you," Jake said softly from the
darkness of a shadow, startling the young woman.
"I want to be on top," she declared.
"I know your fear, dearest, but trust me to pull out in time."
Belle did not trust him in the least, but she would submit to
anything, to whatever humiliation, to experience that awesome
pleasure once again. To what had Marie likened it: a Chinese
opium addiction?
Every night after that she left the ledge and visited Jake. He
pulled his fat member out of her before spewing forth, usually.
She relished the onset of her next curse. She had dodged a
bullet, she thought.
Jake eventually persuaded the girl to lie with him in the
afternoon also, when Jill was playing on the beach.
"I want to see your beauty," he argued. But Belle disliked the
sight of him.
She achieved another curse with a sigh of relief.
* * *
"Have we been here for a whole year, Jake?" the beautiful young
girl asked as she absent-mindedly dug at the sand with a toe.
"No, poodle, just about nine months. I think."
"Nothing ever changes," she complained.
"That's not so, sweetheart," Jake replied and cupped one of the
girl's small breasts. "You didn't arrive on the island with
these. And you're inches taller also."
A wave of excitement rose in the man, pumping blood into his
penis. He had never openly fondled the girl before, although he
had wanted to, especially during the last months. He was
gratified that she did not protest or move away from his touch.
"They're getting bigger every day," he continued, placing both
hands on Jill's chest.
The pointy conical breasts did not fill his palms, but the feel of
them aroused him. Forbidden fruit is oh, so sweet, he thought.
Her legs had grown longer and her thighs had filled out
invitingly, yet there was not a trace of hair around her nether
lips. She stood beside him quite relaxed in her nakedness, having
just come from playing in the surf. The nearness of the beautiful
girl and the touch of her grew too painful to bear. He needed
sexual release in the worst way.
"My poodle," he said, standing erect, "I'm going up to the hut.
Would you play down here for a while?"
"I know what you're going to do," she replied with a knowing
smile.
'Yes, I'm sure you do," he answered, placing his arms around her
for a slight hug and the quick palming of a perky buttock. Her
head now reached to his shoulder.
"I'll come down and get you later," he said, releasing her and
turning toward the path to the house.
"Why can't I ever watch?" Jill called to him in protest.
Jake did not answer but dashed up to the house, to Belle.
* * *
Belle, standing on the ledge near the entrance to the house saw
him coming, and she knew the reason for his hurry. She was not at
all in the mood and she would have to fake sexual arousal. She
resented being the stand-in for Jill who seemed, so innocently, to
drive the man increasingly into a sexual frenzy. But she would
continue to do it, for Jill, although she knew that before long
Jake, being the sort of person he was, would take the girl.
"Belle, darling," Jake said with a wide smile on his bearded face
as he approached her, "you look so fresh and lovely after your
nap."
Those were the exact words he had used the previous day to
announce his need for sex, Belle groused to herself as she turned
and entered the hut with him. No further words were needed.
Belle took off her petticoat and Jake stepped out of his britches.
He was an unattractive man in every way except for that "cock" of
his, Belle mused not for the first time as she reclined onto the
pallet. She would not really have to fake it, she understood.
That member of his never failed to excite her eventually, if he
lasted long enough. Jake got down on top of the young woman.
"Not so fast," Belle complained. "I'm still dry."
Jake rolled off her body and sought to kiss her lips as he grabbed
a handful of tit.
"Lick on me, Jake," she barked, turning her head aside abruptly.
"You know that's the only way <you> can get me ready.
"Don't be so cruel, Belle darling," the man protested, although he
quickly positioned his head between her lovely, young thighs.
He parted her pubic jungle with his fingers and found his target.
God! how he wanted to lick on Jill's hairless cunt, he thought as
he worked his magic on the young woman.
Belle liked this part very much. Without having to see or smell
the man she still got wonderful pleasure. She squirmed in delight
at the feel of the man's tongue. She decided that she wanted him
to take her all the way with his licking.
"Don't stop," she commanded.
Jake knew the code and continued his efforts as Belle became
increasingly agitated. She squeezed her tits and moaned from an
open mouth and then uttered shrill gasps when her orgasm struck.
Then he was quickly atop her, embedding his shaft in a single
thrust. It felt huge inside her, and she knew for a certainty that
she was to have another pleasure that afternoon, and soon. She
gave herself up to it without worry. She was already pregnant,
although she had not yet informed Jake. The ecstasy suddenly hit
her and she cried out as he continued to pound and pound. Then
another! -- relished and gone just in time, because he began to
grunt forth his seed.
Jill, peeking unseen through the doorway, also took pleasure from
her own finger, although it was not, she thought, as great as her
sister's.
* * *
"Jake," Jill said quietly as they walked along the beach an hour
later. "Jake, I peeked."
"What did you peek, poodle?"
"I peeked at you and Belle a little while ago."
Jake was startled by the girl's confession but not unduly
troubled.
"Did you learn anything?" he asked, taking her hand in his.
She just giggled and squeezed his hand. Then she asked, "Why did
you have your head between Belle's legs?"
"Why do you think? he replied, looking slyly at her.
Jill's eyes grew large and her lips formed a perfect O. "Were you
kissing her there?"
"Something like that," he responded, suddenly amused by the
conversation.
"You were licking on her!" the girl exclaimed, realizing the truth
in an instant.
Jake said nothing.
"Belle really seemed to enjoy it."
"Can you imagine what it must feel like?" Jake blurted, going
recklessly into dangerous waters.
Jill stopped, pulling Jake to a halt with her hand.
"I can't really imagine it, Jake. Would you show me?"
Jill said this in complete innocence, not realizing the effect
that her words had on the man.
Jake was stunned at the opportunity the beautiful girl offered.
He lightly rubbed the back of his hand across one of her small
tits, and she shivered in the humid afternoon.
"You know it's naughty," he told her.
She nodded her flaxen head vigorously, looking up into his hairy
face with an open mouth.
"Do you want to play naughty?" he asked softly as he gently
fondled her head with both his hands.
Again she nodded her head with an expectant look on her face.
"You can't tell Belle, you know."
"I know."
Jill was extremely excited at the prospect of playing naughty with
Jake, and the man was almost trembling with lust for the young
girl.
"Let's go into the shade," he suggested with a husky voice.
They walked over to the trees and sat upon a cushion of fronds.
'I've never kissed you properly, Jill," he said softly with a palm
on her cheek.
"Teach me how, Jake," she responded and presented her face with
her eyes closed.
Jake took the girl into his arms and the two of them reclined
slowly to the ground. The touch of his lips to hers was the
sweetest kiss of his entire life, he thought.
"Your beard tickles!" Jill giggled, pulling away slightly but then
going back for more.
They kissed for a long time, with increasing passion. Their
tongues eventually engaged. All the while Jake's fingers fondled
the girls left breast, so soft and small. He then nibbled her
neck and her shoulder and finally that little nipple. He almost
said that he wanted to eat her up, but stopped short because of
Marie and the cannibals. Jake rose to a sitting position while
Jill remained reclined, looking at him with an eager smile. He
undid her leaf skirt and put it slowly aside.
"Are you going to do it now, Jake? Are you going to lick on me?"
Her voice was expectant.
"Very soon, darling. First I want to look at you and touch your
beauty."
The man placed his two hand's on her nearest thigh and fondled its
young smoothness lasciviously. He poked a finger gently at the
girl's vaginal lips and she started with a nervous giggle. He
leaned down and kissed those swollen lips with a passion and then
began to lick them.
"It tickles," Jill protested weakly, but she was becoming aroused.
Jake could discern just pin hairs down there. Then he set to it.
With trembling fingers he parted the lips and began to lick on the
small clit he found. From the very first touch of his tongue Jill
began to squirm and then moan.
"Oh, Jake," she cried, "it's scary. Go easy!" And then a bit
later with a gasp she cried, "Don't stop!"
The writhing of her body and her ecstatic cries occurred three
times. She fell suddenly quiet. Jake was enflamed. He pulled
down his britches and climbed atop the young girl, who lay beneath
him with her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted. When he
pushed his hard cock at the girl's bare vagina, her eyes popped
open.
"What are you doing, Jake?" she asked with a plaintive, frightened
voice, the man heavily upon her.
"I was just touching you with my cock," he replied half
truthfully, pulling his body back from hers.
"Can I play with it?" she asked eagerly, although still a bit
woozy from her tremendous pleasure.
"Of course, poodle," he replied, reclining next to her. "We'll
play with it together."
With his left arm he pulled the lovely girl's head comfortably
onto his shoulder. Leaning slightly on his side, so that his cock
head could brush lightly against her thigh, he began masturbating
slowly. He did this for a minute or so, kissing the girl all the
while. He stood before the Gates of Heaven, which were ajar. He
would have to be patient; he was confident of having the beautiful
creature before very long.
She rose to a sitting position, grasped his organ and said, "Let
me play with it."
"Sure, darling," he replied, lying flat on his back, his head
resting on his left arm bent behind it.
The curious girl's small fingers did not encompass even half of
his fat circumference. She brought her other hand into play, and
with a gleeful cry began to pump him up and down awkwardly. He
could watch her intent face. After a moment of this exercise she
frowned thoughtfully, brought her nose down to the cock and
sniffed. The tip of her tongue flicked the end of the swollen
glans as she held back the foreskin with a small hand.
"It smells kind of funny, Jake, and it has a strange taste," she
said, turning her head to look over into his eyes.
"That's because just a little while ago I had it inside Belle and
I haven't washed it yet."
"You had all of this inside her?" she asked in amazement, gauging
the heft of the organ again with both hands."
"That's right, sweetie, all of it."
"It must have felt good for her, because she made so much noise."
"Yes, poodle, she really enjoyed it and so did I."
Jake stared with pent-up excitement at the beautiful, slender girl
who continued to examine his cock. She was not the least bit shy
about what they were doing, he saw. Taking her all the way would
present no difficulty.
Drawing her legs under her, she rose up and straddled his body,
positioning the turgid penis at her bare slit.
"What are you doing, Jill?" he demanded, grabbing her thighs with
his two hands, feeling both apprehension and anticipation.
"I want to put it inside, Jake," she replied with a defensive
pout. "I want to feel the pleasure that Belle did."
"I think that I'm too big for you, darling. You're too small,"
but he did not attempt to stop her.
Jill knelt above the man and pressed her body against his massive
cock, at first diffidently but then with one strong thrust. She
bounced away, wide-eyed, and cried, "That hurt!"
"You aren't ready for it yet, poodle," Jake said in
disappointment. "We'll do it when you get just a little larger."
"Promise?"
"Yes, I promise."
Jill sat on the man's knees and lower thighs and began once again
to play with his cock, which aroused him to the point of pain.
"Jill, baby, do you want to give me pleasure?"
"Oh, yes, Jake. Tell he how."
"Suck on the end of it."
The girl looked suspiciously down at her friend, but nevertheless
leaned forward, pulled back the foreskin and forced the engorged
glans within her lips. His right hand crept to the back of her
head, urging it to bob, while the left caught hers around the
shaft and urged it to pump, as she sucked. He fell back and
sighed, one foot inside the Pearly Gates, relishing the pleasure,
enjoying also the slurpy sounds of suction. It did not take long
before he felt himself about to explode. He deliberately did not
warn the girl. The first dribble caused her to pause, eyes
widening in surprise. The next full spurt strongly flooded her
mouth. Her head jerked back, leaving his remainder to wet her
face, neck and chest.
Jill sat up beside the man and looked at him from a twisted,
unhappy face. Her tongue push his seed through pursed lips. It
drooled down her chin.
"I'm sorry, poodle. I should have warned you," the sated man
declared without any sincerity.
"Yes, you should, and please warn me next time." She grinned.
"But I wouldn't have stopped."
* * *
Jill returned to the house naked carrying her skirt across an arm,
quite excited by her outing with Jake, by having played naughty
with him.
"Where have you been all afternoon?" Belle growled angrily at the
girl. "I've been worried sick."
"Jake and I were playing naughty down the beach a ways," Jill
replied with an animated face that seemed to be so innocent.
"Playing what? With that low-born Higgins? That dirty old man?"
Belle's face was flushed with outrage. "How exactly were you
playing?"
When the girl only stared, Belle tried again with a softer voice.
"What did he do to you, dearest?" She pulled the little girl
against her for a hug.
"We just played naughty," Jill said in a low voice, almost a
whisper with her cheek pressed against her sister's shoulder.
"Did he hurt you? Did he put his awful thing into you?" Belle
demanded, again stern, holding the scarcely pubescent girl at
arms' length to stare into her pretty face.
"Oh, no. He said that I was too small. But I tried to do it and
I thought I might when I pushed myself at his thing. But then he
said I would have to grow bigger."
"You tried to put his penis into yourself?" Belle shrieked,
horrified at the extent to which Jill and Jake's friendship was
getting out of control.
"Yes," her sister answered with a mild blush. "I tried to sit on
it when Jake lay on the ground. But it hurt awfully so I
stopped."
"Here, let me see if you have damaged yourself."
Belle knelt before the naked girl whose vaginal lips seem
irritated from obvious sexual play. There was also a small amount
of dried blood in the crack. She saw more blood, when she spread
the lips. The girl had indeed injured herself somewhat, but her
hymen seemed to be at least partly intact. Belle climbed to her
feet.
"And what else were you doing with him?" she demanded in a gruff
voice.
"Oh, I had so much fun. I played with his thing and sucked on it,
even though it was just about too fat. I had to stretch my lips
until it almost hurt. Then it squirted into my mouth and all over
my face.
"That's absolutely disgusting!" Belle stated with a sick look on
her face. Things had indeed gotten out of control, and the worst
part of it was that Jill enjoyed sex play with the old man.
"Yes, I suppose, perhaps. It didn't taste very good so I spit out
most of it."
"<Most> of it!"
"I swallowed a little," the girl admitted sheepishly looking at
her feet. "It surprised me."
"You're making me ill!"
"It was kind of fun, Belle. It made Jake holler and bounce. But
that wasn't the best part."
"And what was the best part?" the young woman demanded rolling her
eyes upward.
"Well ... that was when he licked on me," Jill replied almost
breathlessly. "It was not at all like when I touch myself." She
looked earnestly into her sister's face as if trying to convey a
difficult truth. "It was absolutely marvelous. I never felt
anything like that ever. He did it three times until I thought
I'd go crazy."
Belle blushed deeply, because Jill's words brought forth a memory
long suppressed, a recollection of the naughtiest act in her
entire life. Years before, when she was little older than Jill,
she had gotten naked with a playmate, Su Lee, and they had licked
on each other for an entire afternoon. They did it just that one
time, because, afterwards, Belle was consumed by profound guilt.
She knew that the seriousness of a sin is proportional to its
pleasure; therefore she had committed an absolutely monstrous sin
that day.
"Jill, I wish you would stay away from that awful man," Belle
pleaded, although she knew that any effort to keep them apart was
fruitless.
"But, Belle, it felt so wonderfully good! I want to feel it
again."
"Little girl!" Belle replied in great anger, blurting forth her
words without forethought, "If you so need to be licked upon, then
I'll do it!"
"Would you do that, Belle! Really? Would you lick on me?" Jill
wriggled against her sister's body in jubilation.
Belle was absolutely aghast at what she had just said, at least at
first. But then she began to appreciate the possibilities. She
was so in need of another's touch, of intimate pleasure, something
more than the crude rutting she did with Jake. And it wouldn't be
sinful, she assured herself, not with her own sister.
"Yes," she replied laconically in a very low voice, pulling Jill's
golden head to her chest.
"When?" the girl asked in a muffled voice.
"When, what, dearest?"
"When will we do it?"
Belle breathed deeply and let the air out in a long sigh.
"Tonight, darling, after dark."
"I'll lick on you too, Belle."
"Yes," the young woman said. "I'd like that."
They had become heathen savages, Belle thought. Things were
totally out of control. Even she herself. She yearned for the
pleasures awaiting in the coming night.
In the dark of that evening the sisters became gentle lovers, and
Belle was the most enthusiastic of the two.
* * *
"Jake," Belle confronted the man who had arrived at the door for
his daily fuck. "Jake, we need to talk"
The man shuffled his feet, imagining what the problem was, because
he knew that Jill could never keep their secret.
"You went too far yesterday, you cretin," Belle stormed. "Don't
you have a heart? Don't you even care about the girl? She's not
yet twelve and acts like ten, and you tried to put your ugly thing
in her."
"She was on top," Jake protested lamely
"And when that didn't work, you stuck it into her little mouth!
You're disgusting. How can you live with yourself?" Belle was in
a full rage. "I let you have me only to keep you away from her."
"You seem to enjoy it," the man retorted reasonably.
"You bastard! Whether or not I'm so weak a person to enjoy your
body has nothing to do with this. Just stay away from her. No
more 'playing', no more swimming together. Just stay away. I'll
keep her with me all day from now on."
"She won't like that."
"Perhaps not, but that's the way it's going to be. I won't have
you getting her pregnant too."
"Too?"
"Yes, and I dread the coming of it because I'll probably bleed to
death in the sand. But then, you would like that, wouldn't you?
Then you could do your nastiness on little Jill."
"You're not being fair, Belle. I care for the both of you."
"Only one part of you cares for us," Belle shrieked, grabbing his
penis and giving it a painful yank.
"Ow!" Jake howled, jerking back.
Belle's rage abated and she stood before the man, wordless,
panting from her emotional outburst.
"I'll suck on it, Jake," she then said in a low voice. "You've
always wanted me to and I can do it better than Jill."
Without the least indication of enthusiasm Belle sank to her
knees, took hold of the man's fat cock, pumped a few times and
then engulfed its head and a couple of inches more.
The quiet air was filled with sucking sounds, slurps and pops.
Jake's anger at the young woman withheld his climax, but it
finally arrived. When the preparatory tingle announced his point
of no return, he grasped the woman's head tightly and held her
forcefully in place while he spewed all his fluid into her mouth.
With all her strength she forced him away at last to fall
backwards and choked out white foam. She barely managed to
restrain her gorge.
"You filthy bastard!" she growled softly, looking up at him, her
face twisted in hatred. "If only I still had the gun!"
* * *
For the next week or so Belle did not let Jill out of her sight,
and each night she exhausted the girl sexually. The younger one
realized that there was great trouble between her sister and Jake,
that she was at the center of it. But she did not complain.
Despite this tension Jake would visit the house each afternoon.
After Belle sent Jill away to play or to roam the beach, she would
take off her last petticoat, now frayed and ragged, and lie on her
back for the man's pleasure. To Belle the worst of it was that
she enjoyed sex with the odious creature; she caught herself
anticipating it from first awakening in the morning.
Jake continued to provide them with food and an implied measure of
protection, but they communicated with each other only in
begrudged words and phrases. Jake saw Jill rarely and then
usually at a distance.
They endured an unrelenting tedium that lasted week after week.
Belle's belly grew large after four or five months of this
existence, and she was very fearful of the future. Jill's breasts
became more full, clinging to her chest modest and pointy. She
added another couple of inches to her height, and pubic hairs
began to appear at her groin. Jake remained a part of their life,
although he would sometimes disappear for days at a time.
Belle was consumed with increasing despair and depression. She
would have thrown herself into the sea, had it not been for her
need to protect Jill from the loathsome beast who roamed the
island and who appeared frequently to give her shameful pleasure.
One morning on which Belle could not bring herself to rise from
her pallet, Jill stuck her head through the doorway and said
loudly, breathlessly, "Belle! A ship! Just outside the cove!
They're lowering a boat!"
The young woman swooned where she lay on the filthy, uncomfortable
pallet of rags and palm fronds.
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