The Island Ch. 06: Time for Trouble

I needed to explore more of the island. The paths twisted through the trees. The trail led to a hidden garden tucked deep in the jungle. Fairy lights were strung through the branches. The air was thick with the scent of blooming jasmine. A cushioned platform sat at the centre, draped in gauze and petals. It looked like something out of a Midsummer Night's Dream.

Anne had told me about this place after her show. Some of the women talked about their survival here. Others looked liked they discovered something new about themselves. But the women in this garden were said to have something else. They let that something new thrive, and they became something quite different to how they'd been in the old world.

The air was warm on my bare chest as I stepped into the glow of the clearing. Two women lounged on the platform, backlit by strings of soft light. Kiernan Shipka lay back, at ease, her golden hair lay across her chest. She was wrapped only in a loose sarong. She stretched out her legs. Emma Roberts looked smaller but just as soft, the curls of her hair bouncing, her hips casually on show. Her sarong was loose and Emma was clearly very comfortable showing off her body.

"Hello there," Kiernan said, eyeing me up. Her sarong shifted, flashing the underside of a breast. "You're the guy they can't shut up about. James, right?"

Emma giggled. "They said you're big. I hope they haven't exaggerated."

"I've heard you two enjoy trouble."

"We enjoy good trouble and being bad whilst we enjoy it," Kiernan said, winking at me. "Do you want to get into trouble with us?"

Emma was behind me before I'd clocked her move. She brushed my arm--quick, electric. "I hope you're as good as the rumours we've heard."

She led me to the platform. We lay down on silk cushions. Emma passed me a drink, fingers brushing mine.

Kiernan sat close, her thigh hot against mine. Emma flopped down, her sarong slipping to reveal more skin.

"To trouble," Kiernan said, raising her cup.

We drank.

Emma crawled into my personal space like it was hers. This woman had no respect for boundaries. That could be fun. "We want to be bad for you," she whispered, nipping my earlobe before backing away with a grin.

Kiernan's hand landed on my thigh, bold but not hurried. "Tell us what you want," she said, brushing closer. "A kiss? Or more?"

I was already hard. "Let's start with a kiss."

Emma didn't wait. She practically pounced on Kiernan, her fingers threading through blonde hair as their mouths crashed together. Not gentle. This was raw lust. Their bodies pressed tight, their sarongs quickly falling from their bodies and pooling on the floor. Their freckled skin pressed against each other. Their, toned legs intertwined. They didn't break eye contact with me.

Now it was time to join in.

They pulled me closer, their lips tasting of wine and sweat. Emma's kiss was wild, biting, and breathless. Kiernan was slower, she teased me with light kisses and increased pressure before slipping her tongue into my mouth. I met her every move, our tongues duelling. Their hands were everywhere, greedy and warm, as they pulled off my clothes.

Kiernan knelt between my legs, eyes wide. "They did not exagerate," she said to herself, licking her palm before sliding her hand along my 14 inches.

Emma looked genuinely impressed. "That's not a cock. That's a situation." She joined Kiernan between my thighs.

They shared me. Kiernan's mouth slow and focused, Emma messy and eager. It was chaotic and incredibly pleasurable. I sank bank into the cushions as they worked my cock with their delicious moutsh. They kissed around shaft and head, moaning into each other's mouths, their small hands working together to stroke my shaft in tandem. I couldn't tell whose hands were where. I didn't care.

Emma grinned up at me, saliva dripping from her chin. "We're just getting started." She straddled my chest, guiding herself onto my tongue. She tasted sweet and musky.

Kiernan slid onto my cock, gasping as I filled her. She rolled her hips, steadily building up a rhythm as my cock slid inside her cunt. Her hands gripped my chest to steady herself. Her pussy clenched around my cock. She moaned, my cock touching her deeply..

They kissed above me, their mouths desperate and hungry, their tongues diving into each other's mouths. My head spun. Their moans, their heat, their scent. Everything blurred as I find my orgasm approaching. Emma came first. As she rode out her orgasm on my tongue, Kiernan released a deep moan as her orgasm flowed through. As her pussy gripped my cock, I erupted inside her, moaning into Emma's pussy.

After a short rest, we switched. Emma bent over, offering herself. I took her from behind while Kiernan lay beneath her. They locked lips and their tongues continued to explore each other's mouths. Emma moaned into Kiernan's mouth as I slammed my 14 inches into her tight cunt from behind. I pulled out my cock and drove it back into Kiernan. After a few minutes, I slid myself back into Emma. Switching between them until they both came again.

I was nearly there myself. Kiernan looked back over her shoulder. "Finish in me," she said, voice hoarse from her screaming orgasms.

I came hard, deep inside her.

We collapsed in a mess of limbs and laughter.

Kiernan traced a line on my chest. "Not bad, James."

Emma curled beside me, breath slowing. "Best kind of trouble."

To be continued...