A Long Way From Home

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Shipwrecked, stranded, and a long way from home, a disasterous storm leaves five people alone on a deserted island. With three dead and buried, their lives struggle to survive. But being outnumbered, Gary finds his animal passions sourly matched. The women take out their revenge. And not just for their predicament, or his passing moods, but for their whole lives. Soap operas of a world far far away materialize. Past historys long forgotten manifest themselves and tastisize themselves to him. Turning him into prey. Especially with this one woman named Cassandra, who has an explosive once bottled up passion for smothering, now let loose like an animal. Gary finds out that living alone as a man on an island with women is no picnic. Far from it. On some days he's their friend and partner, and on others, seemingly at random, he's the victim of their storylines.

It's not a dream. It is a nightmare..

"Oh.. I'm smothering you in my pussy, that's what I'm doing.. I'm smothering you.. No one can have you but me.. Smothering.. oh.. smother.. oh... cry baby... cry.."

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It were all of a sudden like being under an interrogation. Especially with Cassandra, who sat their to the left of the campfire with a permanent stare on him. Sour.. angry.. A woman he'd never seen before back in the world. Why was she so mad at him. The corner of his eye felt such fear towards her, it was near comical. Like he was a green monster or something.. Something to be hunted in a wilderness. Like a beast.

"So what he do?" "Let me guess. He had an affair." "Yup." And they all laughed.. all but Cassandra. Being the strongest of the bunch, she'd taken on the big brother role quite well. But she had a particular kind of hate for Gary.. in store.

"Right now he's probably all cozy and comfortable in his lover's bed." "Do you know who she is?" "A coworker." She said rolling her eyes. And then all of a sudden Cassandra stood. She was well over six feet tall, and she walked towards Gary, stopping everybody from their conversation. Without so much as a hesitation, she climbed on top of him pushing him down to the ground. Like the most awesome attention getter in the world. A gentleness but an assertiveness. And everybody gasped. Including Gary who, laying on his back stared up at her in her straddle. His hands delicately and pleadingly looking for forgiveness from what could have been a bully.. But Cassandra never said a word. She just stared down at him.. Sour..

"What are.. what are.. what are you doing?" He said, their arm wrestle going on in the background. Gary's arms trying to push her away in fear, and her's, grabbing them by the wrists.

"Get off of me! Hey!" "Shhh!" Diana said from the side. And Gary listened..

Then he spotted her in the upper right. His angle stared right up her skirt. "What's wrong Cass?" She asked. "Hey.." She said gently. "What's wrong? C'mon.. let him go."

And Cassandra turned her stare up to her and grinned. An evil grin. Diana laughed. "Hahaha.. C'mon. Time for bed." "You go along. I'll be there later. All of you." She said turning her head back to glance at them. "Everyone go to sleep." And then she turned back down to Gary. "Ok." He said. A sarcastic but worried look on his face. And immediately her grin disappeared. Once again the look of anger..

And it was almost too quiet to hear. "Fuck you.." A barely audible whisper came out her mouth that Gary heard loud and clear. And only Gary heard loud and clear. And he froze, the hair in the back of his neck standing on end.

Then Cassandra slowly stood, the heel of her foot digged into, intentionally, the small of his shoulder. He didn't dare yell in pain as she walked away. He didn't dare..

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Again! Like it came from nowhere, now? A bloody upper lip? Spitting sand out his mouth. The heavy pant of desperation in his lungs. He almost wanted to cry like a child. "What the fuck is wrong with you woman?" And another blow smacked across his cheek. She'd gotten him alone, and under the dark canopy of thick trunked trees. And his head again bounced backwards to the blow, hitting the ground.

She was sickly.. Desperate. A weird fascination with him that he couldn't stand. That made the feelings in the back of his throat swell in pain. What was going through his mind? The predicament, at first. And these not yet coherent thoughts of not being allowed.. of not being "admitted".. The injustice of it all. But right now at this moment Gary was struggling to survive. An immediate and deliberate threat, standing right there before him. Frantically checking to see if anybody else was near.. A desperation for privacy. "But I'm here! I'm here!" His mind cried out! And another blow, this time on the jaw. She was crouched down over him, her powerful gape of her hips under her now shredded skirt hovering over his head. She was panting as hard as he was.. Almost as though it were hurting her too.

And for the first time in an eternity she spoke to him, grabbing him by the collar. "Come here Gary." And she pulled him clear of the tree trunk. "UHH!" He grunted, scared to death, and she sat on him, her hands tightly and frantically pulling at the back of his head. Her breathing got real heavy and her eyes closed now that he wasn't looking. Now that he was down there.. And she pulled him in her crotch. Burying him.. The skirt fell around the rest.. covering completely his head, and heels wedged their way underneath his neck, and cramped their way in tight. And her thighs gripped tight around his ears, and squeezed shaking, and she felt him scream.

And she let it go..

In tight it was a world all it's own. At first strange.. But that got warmer. Hotter.. The way his head so neatly and sexually tucked away. She felt his aching jaw move up and down. She felt the underbelly of her ass creep its way in. Tighter and tighter still.. And his screams were all heard. Loud and clear.. And his neck. The way it tried to find air. The way it helped her sit, pushing wider the buttock to sink in like quicksand. Her arms let go of his to let them flail, and she grabbed out for the beach sand, bunched up a pillow of it between her legs.. underneath his head. "Tighter! Tighter!" Her mind screamed. And one arm at a time fell dead weight down to the sand with a thump. She quietly and desperately held back her own scream.. her screams of ecstacy, as she felt his body go limp.

"Oh... I want to kill you..."

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It was amazingly long.. her courage. Her carelessness.. She held him still, knowing full well he was close to asphyxiation. But it was so sexy. And everything stirred in her. An excited torrent in her belly. In her breasts. Like a deep deep feeling of loss or life, she herself went limp in what she was doing to him. Absorbing it all in like a sponge.

It was the best orgasm Cassandra had ever had, and she fell forward and off to the side. A puckering sound pulling clear their contact between their lips. And she lay still, her head on an arm, the other limp at the hand on the side of his face. Her powerful hips stared down at the man now let go except half way down the thighs. Like a meal. And she nearly fell asleep were it not for Diane.

"Cassy!"

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"They're looking for him."

Naked and by the water's edge, she let the cool water splash up against her. A cool and refreshing bath in paradise.. Diane, concerned about her friend, sat down next to her in her cloths. "What's going to happen if they find him?" And Cassandra laughed, not caring. Instead, taking in the naked sun. "It's not funny Cass. You nearly killed him." "I had the best sex of my life." "You nearly killed him!" "If they find him again, I'll do it again. And again.. and again.." "Why though? Why? We need each other out here.. The .. e.. uh." "Because it's sexy." And Diane stood in frustration. "I'm going to tell the others about you. We're going to have to lock you up! You bitch!" And she walked away, but Cassandra didn't have a care in the world. She sniffed and went back to her naked sun bathe, spreading wide her legs for the ocean's cleaning.

It didn't matter what they did. She had a feeling about this man, and this desert island was the perfect place for it. Oh, she'd go and apologize and the idiot would eventually come back to them.. Or no. She'd go find him.

She'd hunt him like an animal.. And she smiled.