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“Almost done,” she shouted back, her voice a bit tighter than he’d remembered it, but then, she was just taking her time to get used to how things were now.
Zach felt on top of the world now, and after sticking the blunt end of the spear into the ground he moved on over to her and knelt behind her. He brazenly put his arms around her, cupped her breasts through her top and kissed her neck. “Smells delicious,” he husked, and she could already feel that heated shaft swell against her backside.
She was having trouble keeping up with him and his libido, yet he could tell she still loved him. Still wanted him. Despite her doubts and her fears, she spooned into him and let her eyes flutter closed as he tasted out her beautiful, slender neck. “It’s just fish,” she said softly, her hand resting on his bare knee.
Those strong, darkly tanned hands of his squeezed her breasts, “That’s what makes it so remarkable,” he said in a deep voice. “You manage so much with so little,” and he pulled her bra top aside again in that haphazard manner that had already destroyed her panties so he could knead her supple breasts.
“Careful,” she hissed, though there wasn’t much strength behind the reprimand. She’d already lost the most important garment, the one that made her feel safe. Still, her bra was practical with those large breasts, and they felt so heavy in his hands. It was no wonder she felt like she’d be better off with it, but he knew better.
She took the pan from the fire, settling it into the sand, “It’s ready, Zach.”
The reluctance to cease his fondling was palpable, but he suckled her neck and bit her earlobe before he pulled away with a growl.
The evening sun was so beautiful, the red hue it painted the sky as they ate. Zach kept his legs splayed, his sizable manhood on clear display as he ate the fish she’d prepared, but he’d caught. “Y’know sis,” he said, thinking aloud. “I don’t believe I could be happier than this. I mean,” he shrugged his tan shoulders and smiled with such satisfaction, “life’s perfect here.”
“No school,” she agreed. “No work, or parents, or cars. It’s pretty much paradise,” she slumped down, joining him. “Getting sick of fish, though.” She brushed her long, wavy blonde hair off her partially spilled breasts before she fixed her bra, “And sometimes it’s scary.”
Hearing her lament that one thing made him smile though. “Don’t worry, lover,” he announced, finishing his meal with a generous last bite. “Your man has a plan for that,” and the grin on his beautifully handsome face was rather smug, though his eyes twinkled. It pleased him to be able to provide for her, and that’s exactly what he’d do.
She rolled her eyes a bit and set the plate aside, “Weirdo.” She stood up and dusted off her behind, groaning a bit and he could tell she was lamenting her destroyed panties. “Is that why you keep sharpening sticks all the time now?”
Zach nodded and stood up, “Damn right it is,” he stated and went to her. His strong arms about her as he held her from behind, pressing her against him tight. “Not nice to call your man names like that though,” he chided lowly, his voice deep and strong as he nestled his face in next to her ear. That hot, hard body of his such a pleasant feel as it pressed in against and all around her.
“Don’t be a weirdo and I won’t call you a weirdo,” she retorted with a grin, turning around to face him. Her hands went to his shoulders, squeezing him there as they clung to one another. “Ever since...” she paused, and her insinuatio
n was obvious, “You’ve been different.”
Those powerful limbs of his squeezed her so tight, and he smiled so confidently. “Of course I am,” he said with certainty. “I’m a man now,” and he puffed out his chest against hers. “A man with a woman to take care of,” and he pushed her back towards the sandy area near the lagoon. “A woman I love. That changes everything,” he asserted, and she could feel his cock swelling against her, the beast of a member growing so fast.
“Why’s it have to change anything?” she said, but her voice was tinged with lust. Oh, how she adored her twin brother. “I just... I love you, Zach. Really, like, in a way I totally shouldn’t. And I’m kinda okay with that out here but...” she murmured as he pressed his hard body into her fleshy breasts, against her toned form.
“Shhh,” he pushed her down to the soft, warm sand in the setting light. “You worry too much, sis,” he reprimanded softly as he pressed her ass to the white grains and lowered down upon her, pushing her back to the ground. “You let everything get to you, but I’ve already got it taken care of,” he said so certainly, giving her lips a sweet, loving kiss as she felt his cock throb against her bare, exposed slit.
“Zach,” she whispered, her voice tinged with lust and worry, combining into a small, barely audible word. His name. He’d heard her say it over and over, since they were just kids, and yet now it was so adult. So... sexual. Her arms wrapped around him and her lips met his, tentatively at first.
He put one of his hands through her blonde hair, so much like his own. His fingers rubbed over her scalp to the back of her head, and he cradled her as they kissed. Since they’d become sexually involved but days ago, he’d gotten so much more experienced. The more dominant he became, the more frequent he was upon her. So it was with little effort he angled his hips and slid that thick, bulging cock into her tight, wet cunny, groaning out “Sis” as he did.
She hated it, and had told him as much, yet that expression on her face said anything but. Her eyes fluttered lustily as her peachy lips dropped open, and revealed her perfect, white teeth. She’d always been diligent about caring for her body, and out here was no different, though it required more creativity. Her thick, strong thighs curled about him, and she murmured softly, “Remember to be careful.”
He’d been fucking her ass so frequently since he’d introduced her to it, it was taking its toll and leaving her sore. So instead he thrust into her cunt, yanking back her bra again, putting such strain on that fabric as he squeezed. “Stop worrying,” but this time it was a command, not a request, not an urging. It was a dark command, like she’d been becoming more familiar with as of late, punctuated by the wet slap of his balls striking her ass.
She wriggled beneath him as she drew him in deep, but she didn’t stop worrying. That pretty little furrow between her brows told him as much, his sweet sister still so concerned. She couldn’t be knocked up, not by her brother, not in the middle of nowhere. Yet already he’d chanced it, and that clench of her hot cunny was so enticing.
The pace of his rutting grew only grew in intensity. As their experience with sex increased, he only became rougher with time, and his fingers dug into her fleshy mound so hard, squeezing that breast tight as he revelled in that hot slit of his sisters. “Fuck yeah, sis,” he groaned, arching his spine and bearing that beautifully masculine chest of his, so hard with tan muscle. “This pussy was made for my dick,” he husked.
Her nose crinkled at his crassness. He’d never known her to be so delicate, but she’d been exceptionally shy about their budding sexual relationship, and that was likely the cause. Still, it wasn’t enough to make her legs loosen around his thighs, or for her tiny, desperate breaths to stop.
Zahra instead arched her back, pressing her large breast into his hand as she felt that hard cock slip inside of her so deeply.
There was so little to do on the island that wasn’t pure survivalism. But in recent days he’d filled every spare moment with fucking. Pressing her to the sand, or up against a tree, and riding out the days in the hot sun, or beneath the starry skies, with his dick inside her.
She heard him groan lewdly, his pleasure mounted high, and with some reluctance he pulled his hips back, breaking the lock of her thighs around him.
That bulging crown of his, such a rich, dark purple, so perfectly sculpted and well defined. It was glossy with her honey, and he moved up, straddled her chest and lifted her head with his hand in her hair. “Suck it, sis,” and it was pure authority on his voice. Not a request.
It wasn’t like she could resist the pull of his hands anyways, the way he guided her so easily. Her peach lips parted and were so quickly wrapped around his member even as she shifted uncomfortably with the newfound emptiness. Oh, she wanted him so badly, and she sucked him with such enthusiasm. With such affection. It was beautiful to see his twin siphoned around his cock, to see her rewarding him for being such a good boy.
Her tongue swirled around the bottom of his cock, tasting herself on that thick, throbbing piece, and her hand grasped the base.
