Any Port in a Storm: Chapter 37

Tony's Story

The rest of our day is full of hard work and laughter.  Marama made me feel ten years younger and the sound of her lilting laugh erased all the worries in my heart.  She was sweet, she was funny, and she quite simply a joy to be around.  Getting used to referring to her as a she wasn't a problem at all since I'd never really come to grips with the other option, but it makes a world of difference for her.

As Mara explored the immediate area, calling out for assurance she wasn't wandering too far every now and again, I gathered lengths of sticks and vines to weave through the high exposed roots of the great Banyan.  Slowly but surely I was creating a space for us with roughly woven walls along three sides.  I collect broad rubbery leaves and lay them out over the mossy ground for something of a bed.

Marama brings back more starfruit and sets them by our makeshift shelter.

“I wish we had Pili nuts.”  She sighs.

“When I'm feeling better we can explore further.”  I say.  “The more you explore around here the farther out you'll be able to go too.  I was thinking that we could mark the trees to give you landmarks to guide you.  How far can you see clearly Marama?”

She gives me a strange look then approaches.  When she was around arm's length she stops.  “This far, everything is blurry beyond it.”

I pat her shoulder.  “That's enough to do most things.”

“Thank you for believing in me.”

“You are easy to believe in Marama.”

“I feel...good around you Tony.  You make me feel just...happy, normal, beautiful.”

I rub my hand up and down her soft arm.  “You are all of those things Mara.  I feel good around you too.”

She smiles bashfully.  “I promise I won't get lost.”

I chuckle.  “Don't make promises you can't keep.  It's okay if you lose your way.  If you become lost I will come find you, okay?”

“Okay.”  She looks up to me nervously.  “You know they will find us eventually.”

I nod. “I know.  We'll deal with that when we have to.  Miru said she would buy us some time.”

Mara stares at the ground then slowly raises her eyes.  “Tony...are you going to kill Father?”

The clearing gets quiet as I look into her eyes.  She had seen right through me to the dark intentions festering in my soul.

“Yes.”  I say at last.

She bites her lips and for a moment I thought she might protest, but she says nothing.  She nods and lowers her head.  “He is dangerous.”

“I know.”  I didn't even know if I was capable of taking another life, but with Cormac Kane I felt I had no choice.  He was a threat to me and everything I cared about on this island. Beyond that...I WANTED to kill the fucker for what he'd done to Marama.  That knowledge shook me, but it was as real as the ground beneath my feet and I had to come to grips with it.

The silence stretches on longer before Mara turns and heads back out to explore and scavenge some more.  Was she happy?  Was she angry?  Was she afraid?  All of the above?  I had no idea.  He was a bastard but he was still her father and one of the only people she knew.  We would have time to speak of it later.

By late evening I was well and truly spent, which was just as well as we were rapidly losing our light.  I have Mara fill the water jug and bring it into our shelter.  I slump down and rest back against the back wall and stare out into the darkening jungle.  We couldn't make a fire but I wasn't too concerned.  It never got that cold on the island.  Our blanket and body heat would be enough.

Mara organizes our meager handful of possessions along the side then settles in beside me.  Sitting in a kneeling position she was facing me as I continued to gaze out into the forest.  I could just now see the bright white moon rising up in the dark sky over the treetops.  Out of the corner of my eye I see Mara pulling her dress off over her head.  She stretches out her lithe body in a way that was clearly meant to be alluring.  The wan light of the moon washed out the color of the world leaving shape and shadow of various shades of gray.  Marama's lightly tanned skin was shone like rich silk, her copper locks took on a deep golden hue, and her already stunning eyes were positively luminescent.  The shape and sweep and curve of her perfect body as the contours caught light and dark seemed more akin to the work of some divine artist than it did to nature.

“Mmmm.”  She purrs as she crawls closer.

“It's a nice night.”  I say in a hopeless bid to change the mood.  “Don't you think?”

Mara's slender fingers slide into my beard.  Glancing over I see raw lust in her pale blue eyes.

“Marama.”

She sidles closer and rests her other hand on my bare chest.  Biting her bottom lip she lets out a soft hum.  “Mmmm.”

“Mara.  I don't know.”  I say, though even as I say it I knew the battle was lost.  My vows to Ashley didn't stand a chance against this fey creature, especially now that I'd already done the deed once.

She leans down and lightly kisses my chest.  “Touch me.”  She whispers.  “Touch my body Tony.”  She arches her back and thrusts her chest toward me.  “Mmmmm.  Please?  I want you to touch me so bad.”

I feel the too familiar flash of guilt light up in my heart, but it is weaker than before.  The longer I spent with Mara the weaker my marital bonds became.  I did not like it, I did not approve of it, but I couldn't deny it.

“Mara.”

She grips my beard and pulls herself down to kiss me on the lips.  Slow, sensual, tender kisses.  She sits back again with unfiltered desire in her eyes.  She runs her hands up her slender, writhing, naked body.  Lit only by the pale moonlight she looked like an angelic apparition, a lovely glimpse at a beauty too pure for this Earth. 

“Touch me.  I want to feel you touch my body.”  My hand moves with no resistance from my enraptured mind.  I place it gently just below her neck and she gasps at my touch.  Her warm flesh was so soft.  I stroke down over her breast and squeeze the small pec in my hand.  “Ohhhhh!”  She reaches out and takes my other hand and brings it to her stomach.  “Touch me!  Anywhere...everywhere!”  Her other hand comes up and combs through my hair.  “Touch me with your mouth Tony.”

“My goodness you are riled up.”  I nuzzle into her neck and give her a sucking kiss.

“You make me feel so good!  Just seeing you makes me wet and hard.”  Continuing to hold my head to her neck she directs the hand I had on her belly downward.  “Touch me.”  She pleads.

It is only then I realize what she was really asking.  She wanted me to touch her cock.  She wanted me to play with her dick!  I push back against her hand before my hand makes contact with her swelling organ and instead run it up her arching body.  She thrusts her hips into my side and whines with rising passion.

I had been so short sighted!  OF COURSE she wanted me to touch her there.  She had urges.  Natural sexual urges.  Urges that I was the focus of.  What the hell was I going to do?  I wanted to make her feel good, and yet...

Mara's impatience gets the better of her.  Grabbing the waistband of my shorts she yanks them down.  In the blink of an eye my cock is inside of her mouth and she is sucking me for all she was worth.

“Mmmm!  Mmmmm!  Mrrrrmmmm!”  Her hungry hums were urgent.

“Ohhhh shit.”  I moan.  She was really going at it!  Her head bobbed rapidly up and down as she seemed to be racing to get me hard.  “Slow down baby.”  I whisper as I pet her soft hair.

“Mmmmm!”  She slurps off my tip and swirls her tongue around the knob.  “I love your cock so much.”

She sucks a bit longer ensuring I was good and hard.  All at once she rises up, grabs onto my shoulders, and moves up onto my lap.  Straddling my legs she settles her weight down onto my thighs and leans in for a long deep kiss.  Her chest pushes into me and her big hard dick presses into mine, quite frankly eclipsing it. Running my hands down her back I bring them to rest over her ass, a cheek in each hand.

“Mmmmm...mmmmm...”  We hum and moan into each others mouths as we make out.  A cool breeze drifts in from the ocean and caresses our warm clutched bodies.

Our lips part and Mara strokes her gentle fingers along my brow.  “Touch me Tony, touch my sex.  Please.”  She thrusts against me, sliding her cock up and down along mine.  “I'll touch yours too.  We can do it together.”

Maybe it was the moon, maybe it was her beauty, maybe it was this magical moment, or maybe it was the fact I wasn't quite as perfectly straight as I pretended to be, but whatever the reason...my right hand moves up, slides between our bodies, and slowly takes her thick dick in its grasp.

“Uahhh!”  She gasps.

“Be still.”  I whisper.

She nods as her lean body trembles.  “Tony...”

“Shhhh.”  I kiss her.

I needed to go at my own pace here.  I take time just to feel it, grip it, squeeze it.  The soft texture of the skin, the subtle bulges of snaking veins, the hard blood engorged tissue beneath the surface.  It was a cock, just like mine but bigger and uncut.  There was no mystery here.  At last I give it one long slow stroke, keeping my grasp light enough to run easily over the velvety skin.  I couldn't quite get my fingers around it such was its girth, but I had good hold of it.  I go from base to tip, pause to feel her spongy tip, then glide back down again.

“Uah.”  She gasps.

I stroke her again...then again...then again.  Gradually building up to a gentle rhythm.  The sensation was at once new yet commonplace.  I'd jerked my own dick more times than I could count, this really wasn't that different.  With my left hand I run it down the swoop of her shapely back and around to start playing with her...pussy.  It seemed the right word.  I could feel she was very excited already.  Her hands claw into my shoulders and she lets out a sharp breath.  I rub it up and down in time with my strokes.

“Mmm, so wet.”  I whisper to her as I slip two fingers inside of her.

“Ohhmmm!”  Her hands tighten and her eyes roll.  She hunches in as close as she can to me while still leaving room for my hand to move between us even as she arches her back to give the best possible angle on her pussy.  “Tony...!”

“Shhh, be still.”  I say again.

“I want you inside me so bad.”  She pleads in a hushed voice.  “I want to feel you cum inside of me again.  Uhhmmmmm!”  She begins to rock to my simultaneous stroking hand and thrusting fingers.  Her organ slides along mine in the motion.

I smile and nuzzle her cheek.  “Shhhh.”

“Uhhnnn.”  She whines with rising frustration.  “Fuck meeee!”

She looked and sounded submissive, but obedient she was not.  I knew that from back on the path when I told her to go home and she stubbornly confused.  No wonder she got into trouble so often.  It made my heart happy that her father hadn't crushed her free spirit completely.

I don't know what got into me, but hearing her bratty pleas only made me want to play with her.  Slipping my fingers from her tunnel and stopping my stroking I feign a yawn and tease.  “I'm so tired, I think I'm just...”

“Don't stop!”  She peeps.  “Tony!”

With a playful grin I put my hands behind my head and stretch back.  “Mmmm, good night Marama.”

“Tony!”  With an angry pout of resolute petulance she looked absolutely ready to pop.  Her hard dick strained with pent up energy.  Yet she also looked nervous to do or say anything.  “Fuck me, right now!  Touch me!”

“Too tired, sorry Mara.”

“Tony!  Touch me!”  Her hot and horny anger was cute beyond words.

I give her a dashing smirk.  “Make me.”

Her hands, clenched in small fists, shake with frustration and she lets out an adorable snort.  She was on the verge of breaking out of her shell and I was loving it.

“Tony, please!”  She half pleads, half demands.  “I want sex!”

“Make me.”  I say again, egging her on.  “Show me what you want.  I won't stop you.”

She straightens up tall with a strange look of pride and defiance.  She lifts her body up off of me then reaches down and grabs my cock.  I let out a little grunt at the strength of her grip.  She lines her self up and pushes my tip into her, then plants herself down with authority.  We each let out a gasp of delight as I am buried inside of her slick, tight, warm pussy.

Marama then reaches out and grabs my right forearm and pulls it out from behind my head.  She brings it down so that my hand rested on her schlong.  She moves my arm so that it slide over the top of her dick in the same stroking motion as before.

“I want sex!”  Mara says forcefully.  “I want you to give me sex!”

I grip my hand once more and start to stroke her on my own.  Slow, long, even strokes.  She lets out a happy moan and rubs her hands up her sides as her furious needs are addressed.  Her shapely body silhouetted by the white moon Mara rides me hard and slow, slamming down for maximum impact each time then pausing to savor the feeling.

“Mmmmm!  I like sex Tony.  I love sex.  I want you to make love to me every day.”

“I...I'm married Marama.”  I sigh, feeling like a fool even as I said it given the situation.

“I don't care.  I don't care.  Unnnghhh!”  She arches her back and thrusts her breasts forward.  Grabbing my hair she pulls me into her and I suck and lick her titties with gusto.  “I will be a good wife or second wife.  Mmmm.  I want you.  I want to feel your body in me and on me...always.  Ohhhhh!”

Her gripping wet pussy was feeling soooooo fucking amazing as she continued to hammer down onto me with all her weight.  As I rest back again I groan.  “Ohh Mara!”

“Nfff...Nfff...Nfff!”  She lets out sing-song grunts on each hard thrust.  “Faster Tony, stroke faster.”

“You got it baby.”  I sigh, happy to make her feel good.  My thumb was now smearing the copious amounts of precum leaking from her up and down her shaft as I stroked faster and faster.

“Ohhh  Tony, it feels so good!  Nfff!”

That was an understatement.  The first time I fucked her she for most part passive, not this time!  With her on top and in control she was experimenting to amazing effect.  The way Mara was going at me she would relax herself and slam down balls deep before tightening everything up at the bottom, waiting a second, then pull back up the shaft.  Her tight and super wet pussy was quite literally milking my cock!  Her control was impressive and she was learning with every thrust.  When she gripped it was from the very base all the way up to the tippity top, when she relaxed it was by one ring shaped muscle at a time.  

I was no rookie when it came to sex but this was something new to me, at least to this incredible degree.  Quite simply it was best fucking pussy I had ever felt...and by some margin!  Her unique anatomy was far from skin deep.

“Nfff!  Nfff!  Ohhh Tony!  Nfff!  Ohhhh...ohhhhh.”  Her high pitched moans told me she was feeling just as good as I was.

I run my hand down over her body.  I grope her chest and rub her nipple.  Eventually I bring my hand to join the other.  Taking her big unit hand over hand I quicken the pace even more.  With her feeling this good I wasn't going to last much longer and I wanted her to get off with or before me.  Unfortunately as I speed up my pace so does she.

Her heavy balls slap down as she slams down onto me again and again and again.  Her tight tush giving her a bounce of my pelvis.  Her slick gripping snatch milks my manhood with brutal efficiency.  I am grunting and huffing as I struggle to maintain focus on stroking her.

“Nnnfff!  Fuck me!  Nfff!  Tony!  Nffff!  So good!”  Her feminine cries ring in my ears.

“Fuck...nnnnghh...fuck...slow down.”  I groan.  “Shit...Mara...not so hard.”

She was too consumed by her own passions to hear my low growls.  

“Nnnf!  Yes!  Nnnf!  YES!”

Up and down her lithe body bounces in the moonlight.  Despite going at me as hard and as powerfully as she could she seemed to want more.  She wanted it harder than her slim body could muster.

“Nnnf!  Unghh!  Nnnf!”  She grunts.

“Uhhrrrrr!”  I let out a deep rumbling whine as her tight relentless pussy takes me past the point of no return.  My stroking falters and my body starts to buck on its own.

She looks down at me, her hair now wild and free from the hard sex, with wide eyes.  “Are you...?”

“GONNA CUM!”  I growl and slap my hands down to grip her knees.

“Wait...wait...wait Tony!”  She rides me with total abandon.  Taking my cock as hard and as fast as she could possible manage as her nine or ten inch wang swung free.  Chasing her own orgasm she clenches down onto my cock with all she had.

“GRRRR!  FUCK!”  I clench my jaw so hard it felt like my teeth were on the verge of shattering.  

“NNF!  NFF!  WAIT!”  She cries out with rising pleasure.  “NFF!  NFF!”

I hold back with every fiber of my being...but it was just too much.  “FUUUUCK!!!”

By holding it as hard as I was the commencing nut was off the fucking charts!  My eyes roll, my head is thrown back, and I buck and heave under my unbelievable lover.

“Unnnghhh!  Fuuuck!  Unnnghhhh!”  I moan as my cock throbs.  I paw at Mara to try to get her to slow down or stop but she was on a mission to get her own before I was down and out.

With an intensely practical focus Marama had leaned back and planted her hands just above my knee and her feet had come up to just below my arm pits.  Her hips were now free to move as fast as her thrusting body could go.  Her huge cock thrusting up into the air she slid up and down my cumming cock with furious speed.  My erupting jizz joined her own pussy juice to make everything that much slicker and wetter.  Hot cum spurted out of her as she continues to go hard.

“Ohhhhh fuuuuuck!”  I growl in blissful release even as Mara's eager “Nff! Nff! Nff!” continues unabated.

She rides me right on through my mind blowing climax...and beyond!  My wails of passion go silent and are soon replaced by lamentations of intense discomfort.  My spent but still hard dick was screaming for me to stop this but I could tell Mara was close so I just grit my teeth and bear it.

She rides me with wild passion for what had to be another full minute or two, using me as human sex toy as she rode the tantalizingly close cusp of her own release.  Never had I felt anything so gloriously agonizing.  “NFFF!  NFFF!  NFFF!  YES!  YES!  YES!!!”

“Auuhhhhhh!”  I let out a guttural yowl.

“Ohhhhhhh Tonyyyyyy!”  Mercifully she cums just as I was hitting my breaking point.  “Ahhhhhh!”  She grinds against me and I feel a warm woosh seep down into my pubes and over my balls, her cunny spasms around my slowly softening cock.  She is up on her tip toes and her hands grip into my legs as her soft lean body contorts into an elegant quivering arch.  “Ohhhhhhh!”  Her long body shaking orgasm is a thing of beauty.  “Hohhhhhh!”

At last she relaxes and I watch her taut form slacken.  With a final squeeze of her pussy my dick slips out and lands in a flaccid heap, down for the count.

“Oh my God!”  I gasp, running my fingers through my hair.  “Oh wow!  Oh wow!  You felt...oh my god you felt good!  Holy shit.  Come here you.”

I reach up and pull her back down onto my chest.  She hums a happy hum and snuggles into me  “Mmmm.”  Followed immediately by an impish little giggle and a jab of her hips.  Her still fully erect and unslaked cock slides along my sweaty stomach.  “He he he.  Oh Tonyyyy.”

My work was not yet done.