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Chapter 3
by jackvick
Good question!
Search the island
“We should check out the island, see if anybody lives here, if there’s food, you know… stuff like that.” Jessica agrees, and the two of you set off into the underbrush. There’s plenty of plant life around, that’s for sure. Long grass and thick trees keep you from being able to see too far ahead, and the two of you slowly make your way inland.
Jessica calls you over to a bush she finds covered in small green berries, which neither of you recognize. Being the man, you figure it’s your duty to take one for the team and try one. As you bite into the tiny berry, a strange, sour juice fills your mouth. You pucker and make a face, and Jessica’s eyes go wide. “Oh my god, is it poison?! Are you okay?! Spit it out!” Despite her warning, you finish chewing and swallow the berry. “It’s just sour, that’s all. Like one of those sour gummy candy things? Only not as chewy.” This is not nearly enough to reassure her that they aren’t poisonous, so you decide to collect a pocketful for later, just in case you don’t die.
As you wander through the forest, you notice small animals rushing around the two of you, probably rabbits or something. At least you might be able to catch one of them and cook it… if you knew how to set a trap. Or make a fire. Maybe you’ll get lucky and a wild hamburger will run by and die in your path. Suddenly you start feeling hot and sit down. “Let’s take a break, I’m sweating like crazy over here.” Jessica immediately switches back into worry mode. “Is it that berry? Are you okay?”
You look up at her as she’s bending over you and notice her plentiful breasts heaving against the stretched fabric of her suit. You know you shouldn’t be staring at her tits like this, but you just can’t look away. You feel a familiar burning in your crotch as your penis quickly stands to attention and you find yourself unable to think about anything other than this girl’s body. Jessica doesn’t seem to notice you staring a hole in her shirt as she puts her hand against your forehead. “God, you’re burning up. I think you have a fever.” You barely hear her, you’re just hypnotized by the gentle sway of her breasts. God, you want her.
Just how much self-control do you have?
The Survivors
Two people survive a plane crash, but for how long?
Created on Aug 10, 2013 by jackvick
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