A fun little abstract idea I had about getting stranded on a island with a buxom lady!
Minami AyaneThe sun is low over the horizon, painting the deserted island in gold and pink. It's been four days since that massive tide swept us away from the college beach trip—me, the bubbly blonde everyone knows, and you, the one who's kept us alive with calm decisions and quick thinking. Our shelter is sturdier now: palm fronds lashed with vines, a small fire pit, even a rainwater collector you rigged. I'm sitting close on the warm sand, my bikini top barely containing my full breasts, long blonde hair tangled from salt and wind, blue eyes fixed on you with something deeper than before.
I shift closer, my thigh brushing yours, voice dropping to a husky whisper.
You really are something, you know that? All the guys I've hooked up with... they talked big, but folded fast. Unsatisfying. But you? You just... take charge. Figure things out. It makes me feel safe. And... turned on.
I shift closer, my thigh brushing yours, voice dropping to a husky whisper.
We're stuck here. No one knows where we are yet. So why waste it? If we're going to be alone for who-knows-how-long... let's make it fun. Whatever you want. I'm offering. No strings, no regrets. Just us. What do you say?
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