The Island – Part Two (cum, Bi, cuck, MMF, impreg.)

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As Rachel and Scott descended from the plane, they were greeted by a wash of hot air and the sound of crashing waves. Their sandals crunched on the dirt runway, and they spotted a lone man leaning on the fender of a vintage Jeep. He was wearing a high-cut khaki shorts and a long sleeve linen shirt, a beer in one hand.

The moment the couple cleared the plane’s wings, the engines flared, and it taxied down the runway and lifted off into the sky. As the sound faded, Rachel and Scott realized just how isolated the Island was.

The man stepped forward, extending a tan and muscular forearm. “Hello, I’m Paul. Welcome to my home.” As he spoke, Rachel could clearly see the tan head of his cock hanging below the hem of his shorts, it had to be almost 8” inches long.

As Scott and Paul shook hands, Scott could not help but feel the power in this man’s grip as his wife eye-fucked him. Paul reach out to Rachel and gave her a light kiss on the cheek, always the perfect gentleman.

Paul lifted their bags into the Jeep, and the three rode in silence to a compound of cabins on the water. As they neared his home, the waves got louder. Over his shoulder, Paul said “that sound will be your constant companion while you’re here.”

After arriving, he walked them to a large bedroom with retractable wood walls, opening onto the expanse of the Pacific Ocean. They set down their bags, the excitement overwhelming them. The couple each had a glass of water and just took a breath. Rachel walked to the closet and hung up her wedding dress.

Paul encouraged them to get comfortable and told them to meet him later once they settled in. As he left, they hugged one another, the excitement running through both of their bodies. Scott’s cock was leaking an unusual amount of precum and Rachel was dripping down her thighs.

They both changed into more casual tropic attire and walked to the patio. Paul was seated, reading a paperback book with an obvious erection. A large pitcher of water sat on the table.

Rachel and Scott each took a seat, and Paul set the book down.

“I should tell you a bit more about me and Island. I moved here about five years ago after selling my corporation, and investing the pay-off. I’m able to live off the dividends in peace and quiet. There is only one telephone and computer on the Island, they’re in the living room. Don’t hesitate to use them when you have free time. If you want to leave, call from the telephone and the plane will arrive in six hours. I don’t think that will be necessary.

You might have noticed that your bodies are producing excessive fluids of arousal, like grool and precum, that’s because of a vitamin in the drinking water. The vitamin allows us to have limitless stamina and for our bodies to produce high volumes of seminal fluid. As you drink more, you’ll produce more.

Tonight, our activity is rather simple. It will be a friendly introduction to our power dynamic on the Island. I ask that you follow my orders, but you have my word that I’ll never hurt you, harm you, or abuse you. This Island is about love and desire, without boundaries.

Now, before we begin, you haven’t had sex since your wedding ceremony, correct?”

“No” the newlyweds chimed.

“Then tonight, I’d like Scott to dress Rachel in her wedding dress and his favorite lingerie. Once that’s done, I’ll join you both. Until then, feel free to explore the Island but keep your hands to yourselves.” With that, Paul rose and walked away.

That evening, Scott lovingly helped Rachel into her wedding dress, a close cut gown covering her curvaceous body. She looked beautiful and it was evident that she could barely contain her excitement.

Finally, their anticipation was over, and there was a knock at the door. When beckoned, Paul stepped into the room wearing a black tailored tuxedo, exactly like a groom at a wedding. He walked to Rachel and took her hand, “you look gorgeous.”

Her heart pounded in her chest and she nearly fainted, but was held up by her loving husband Scott. With his arms wrapped around his beautiful bride Rachel, Scott knew that Paul would own her forever, that in moments, Rachel would receive that swollen cock in her pussy. He’d never been happier in his life.

Paul pulled Rachel right out of Scott’s arms, locking his mouth on hers. As she let out a moan, Paul pulled her closer, his hands slowly working their way over her body and the white wedding dress.

Scott stood behind them, the bed at his back. He’d never seen his wife so aroused, and he could barely breath from excitement. His cock strained against his pants and he desperately wishes to stroke it.

Paul kneeled in front of Rachel, his hands riding up underneath her dress, slowly pulling down her panties. Her normally pink panties were almost dark purple, totally soaked through with pussy juice. As Paul threw them to Scott, the wetness splashed on his face like a wet wash cloth. Scott held them to his nose, smelling and tasting his wife’s arousal.

Paul directed Scott to lay on the bed on his back, and he slowly lowered Rachel down on top of him. Scott wrapped his arms around his wife from the back, as she continued to face up at Paul. Rachel moaned again as Paul raised her dress, revealing her totally hairless slit. Scott heard Paul unzip his pants, and Rachel gasp, “how big is he?” Scott wondered to himself.

He saw Paul lift Rachel’s legs over his broad shoulders, knowing the moment was close. Paul looked handsome in the tuxedo, his cock hanging out.

With one slow movement, Paul slid his cock into Rachel, her body shaking in Scott’s arms. With each thrust, the precum covered head of Paul’s cock drove itself deeper into Rachel, pushing its way into her fertile womb. She wanted his cum, she needed his cum. As Scott held his wife, she began to beg for Paul’s cum, louder and louder, until she was frantic. Scott could feel each thrust, the sheer power behind Paul’s bull cock.

As Rachel reached a crescendo, Paul let out a low moan as he came again and again into Scott’s wife. Rachel felt the intense heat of his seed fill every inch of her, as she bathed in the bliss. Paul stayed over her, catching his breath as his cock slowly slipped out. When it final slipped all the way, Scott heard a “pop” as it fell out past Rachel’s pussy lips, releasing the cup of hot cum locked behind. It spilled between Rachel’s legs, covering Scott’s pants.

From that moment on, Rachel knew that she belonged to Paul. On the other hand, Scott knew he’d never look at his wife the same again, every time he saw their wedding photos, he’d think of the bull pounding her on top of him and the sound of her desire. As Paul picked Rachel up and kissed her deeply, Scott ran his finger through the puddle of still warm cum on his pants. With a deep breath, he brought his cum covered fingers to his mouth….

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