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Island Vacation (MF, cheat)
by Quicksilver

*

I had planned this little vacation for some time. I just wanted
to get away for a while, away from everything and everyone. My
job was getting to be a real pain in the ass, and I just wanted
to get away from it for a while. My girl friend and I had broken
up a few weeks earlier, and I was really glad she was finally
gone, right out of my life. The sex was great, but after that,
there wasn't much that we had in common anymore, except the
ability to piss each other off. Oh, yes, by now I was horny, but
I just couldn't put up with her any longer. She wasn't the least
bit Jewish, but fit the classic definition of a Jewish princess.

I lived a few hours away from the Missouri River (by car), and I
had found some small islands in the river near Charleston that
might suite my needs. I just wanted a deserted island to camp on
for a couple of days, and have no one around me. The idea was
simple enough, I was going to pack all I needed into a canoe, and
paddle out to the island and live out there for the weekend. It
sounded like it would be a nice retreat from the rest of the
world.

By Friday, I had packed all I would need, and I had everything
ready to go in the garage. I had everything I would ever need,
tent, folding chair, cooler, sleeping bag, air mattress, and even
most of the food.

Saturday morning, I got the canoe on top of the car, with no
small effort, threw everything into the car, and I was off on my
adventure.

It actually took me about two and a half hours to get to the spot
I had selected to ditch the car. Next I got the canoe off the top
of the car, and down to the river. It didn't take long to get my
bundles into the canoe, and I was ready to shove off.

I could see the tree covered island ahead of me, and it looked
deserted. I rather expected it would be. I shoved off, and began
paddling to the island. The further I got from the shore, the
further away my problems seemed to get.

It took about fifteen minutes to get to the island, and I found
the little beach I had used the last time I was out here. I was
near the south end, to avoid the trash on the north end, not that
there was really very much of that. There were a few more trees
on this end of the island too. I ran the canoe up onto the mud of
the shore (I hope you didn't think this was a sandy beach), and
climbed out. This island was a little higher than many of these
over sized sand bars, and therefore the ground was fairly dry. It
had a lot of trees, some brush, and tall grass. 

I moved all my gear to the area that I had decided would make a
good campsite on my exploration trip, and set up camp. I didn't
have a small pup-tent, I had a rather large one that would hold
about five people. I was not about to suffer with a small tent. I
wanted one that would hold me, and all of my junk without being
cramped. I also had to keep everything covered, in case it
rained.

With my camp all set up, I decided to walk around on the island.
It was fairly narrow, but about a quarter of a mile long. I
walked to the souther most tip, not far from where I had my camp,
and then started toward the north end. This wasn't exactly like a
walk in the park. There was a lot of tall grass, brush and trees;
no paths.

As I neared the north end, much to my dismay, I discovered there
was at least one other camper on the island. I moved a little
closer, to determine just how many I shared the island with
today. Partly concealed by the brush, I watched the campsite, and
decided there was just one camper, a woman. It was just a small
campsite, with a small tent. She was rather attractive, but I
decided to just go on back to my camp, and leave her alone.
Perhaps she was doing the same thing I was doing, and would just
as soon be left alone too.

I got back to my camp, and made lunch. After that, I changed from
my jeans into cutoffs, took my folding chair, and sat by the bank
of the river just to watch the barges and tugs on the river. I
was nice to just sit and do nothing. Well, almost nothing; I was
thinking of that cute woman on the other end of the island.

I wasn't there but about twenty minutes, when I heard the sound
of someone approaching through the grass. I looked in the
direction of the sound, and saw the woman I had found on the
island before lunch. So much for being able to ignore her, but
what the heck, she was rather cute.

"Hi," she said as she approached. "I saw you paddle out here a
few hours ago, and thought I would come by to say hello. Looks
like we are the only two on this island."

Christ, I had hoped I was the only one on this island! None the
less, I smiled, and greeted her. She was so cheerful, it was hard
to be grumpy with her. At least she had not noticed me by her
camp earlier, so I didn't have to explain why I had not
introduced myself then.

She plopped down on a nearby log, surveyed the camp quickly, and
noted that I was not exactly roughing it. She thought her camp
was quite Spartan by comparison.

I told her that I was just trying to get away from work for a few
days, and had no intention of suffering while I did so. I
casually left out the part about my girl friend. I figured I
could always mention her later if this woman became a pest. For
the moment, I was really taking a liking to her in spite of
myself. We chatted for a while, and I was happy to have her
there. Being the lecherous sort that I am, I was admiring her
body as we talked, but tried to keep from being obvious about it.

She had a cute face, long light brown hair, and a toothy smile.
She had on a cutoff tee shirt, cut off just below her breasts,
and cutoff jeans. The way her nipples were poking at the t-shirt,
I was sure she did not have a bra on under it. They must have
been nice big nipples too, judging from the way the protruded
under that t-shirt. The jeans were cutoff a lot higher than mine
were, which is to say that hers were cutoff right about the
crotch. Her having any panties on under the cutoff was
questionable at best. I was getting hot just looking at her and
trying to decide what she had on under what little she had on. I
may have wanted to get away from everyone, but I was willing to
make exceptions. The first exception was sitting on a log making
me hot.

It was hot today, and eventually the conversation got around to
that, and cooling off by going for a swim. I explained that I had
not brought a swimming suit with me, as I had not expected to
find anyone on the island. "We could go skinny dipping. I don't
think there are any other people around here close enough to
care" I suggested, not really expecting her to take me up on the
idea. 

I was surprised when she thought about it for a few seconds, then
said, "I suppose there aren't, so let's go! I am really getting
hot sitting here." She got up and headed for the river. I was not
going to pass this up, so I got up and followed her.

I was getting hot too, but I don't think we were talking about
the same kind of hot. I think she was talking about the
temperature, and I was talking about something of a more sexual
nature. At least I think that is what she was talking about. I
hoped I was wrong! There would be nothing quite like staying on
an island with a cute nympho.

Near the river, she slipped the tee-shirt off over head in one
swift motion, then quickly stepped out of her cutoffs. I was
right earlier, no panties and no bra. My sorta girl, and what a
body! I was getting out of my clothes and sandals as fast as I
could. Trying to get undressed and watch her magnificent body was
proving difficult. I managed to catch my foot in by cutoffs and
knock myself flat on my rear.

"Better watch your own ass instead of mine," she said with a
laugh as she headed into the water.

My excitement with seeing her nude was starting to show in ways
other tripping over my own cutoffs. I headed into the water
quickly to hide it. I wasn't fast enough.

She was about waist deep in the water, when she turned around.
"Going spear fishing?" She asked with a grin.

I really could not think of a quick comeback without giving away
what I would really like to do with her. I didn't think that
telling her that I would like to spear her clam would do right
now. I had a sneaking suspicion about which sort of hot she was
talking about a few minutes ago. It was the same kind I was
thinking about.

We swam, splashed each other and carried on for about half an
hour before getting out. She hadn't brought a towel when she came
to visit, so I loaned her one of mine. We had to go into my tent
to get it, and just stayed in there as we used the towels. We
bumped into each other a few times, and then just dropped the
towels and wrapped our arms around each other. Our lips found
each others, and then our tongues began to explore the insides of
each others mouths.

We didn't remain standing for very long. We slowly sank down onto
my bed. The "bed" was my double wide sleeping bag on its air
mattress.

I had my arms around her, caressing her back. I slid one hand
down and squeezed one cheek of her firm bottom. I loved the way
she felt, pressing her body up against mine, and I could feel her
swollen nipples against my chest.

She had her arms tightly around me. When I squeezed her bottom,
she slid one hand in between us, and began to slowly stroke the
item that she had referred to as a spear. It was a lot harder now
than it had been then.

I let go of her bottom, and slipped that hand around to her
front, finding her downy bush. As I brushed my fingers over it,
and started down under her, she parted her legs, making sure I
was not inhibited. My fingers glided lightly over the outer lips,
and found they were getting rather wet as I got back to her
opening. I ran my fingers lightly over the lips a few times, then
slowly inserted a finger into her. I could feel her muscles
squeeze my finger as I slid it into her, and she tilted her hips
toward me, making sure I went all the way into her.

She gave a small moan as my finger went in all the way. Her hand
on my erection now gripped it a little tighter, and her stroking
of it took on a more determined rhythm. She seemed to be as hot
to have me inside her as I was to get there.

I moved my finger in and out of her a few times, enjoying the
slick tight feeling of her, then gently inserted a second finger.
That produced a much louder moan from her. She put her head on my
shoulder, and raised her left leg up so that her knee was up by
my hip. 

I decided it was time we lay down, so I slowly lowered her onto
my sleeping bag.

She thought I should enter her then, and tried to position my
erection at her opening, just waiting for me to move up on her a
little. She had her legs far apart and bent at the knees; an
invitation if there ever was one.

I wanted to enjoy her and tease her a little more thoroughly
before entering her though, and started kissing her neck, then
down across her chest, and on to one of her swollen nipples. I
licked around it, then sucked it into my mouth. I toyed with it a
few minutes, then went over to the other one, giving it the same
treatment.

I was about to move a little further down on her body, when she
pulled hard on my shoulders and said, "I want you inside me NOW!
We can take our time the next time. I am just so horney now, I
just want you inside of me."

I was not about to argue with her; I wanted be inside of her too.
She was so hot and wet, and her muscles had been squeezing my
finger so hard, I just couldn't wait to get into her. As I slid
back up over her, her hand slid between us and again guided me to
her opening. I did not disappoint her this time. As I felt it
touch her moist opening, I slowly shoved it into her vagina. She
was so wet it went all the way in the first stroke. Her legs
wrapped around me as I slid into her, and as I felt it touch her
cervix, she let out a moan that more closely resembled a scream.
I was a little alarmed that someone would hear us, then realized
that there was not a soul anywhere near the island. Funny, I
never thought of that as a turn-on, but the more she moaned and
the louder she got, the more excited it made me. I was now
pulling out until just the tip of the head was still in her, and
then shoving it rapidly back into her, going in until I could
feel the tip touch her cervix. Her legs stayed wrapped around my
body, making it easy for me to go in that far.

She was so hot that I could tell that she wouldn't last long. She
was so tight, wet, and being so vocal, that I wasn't going to
last very long either. She was right, we could take our time the
next time.

I put my hand under her ass, lifting it  up a little, and started
pumping in and out of her faster, not coming quite as far out of
her. I was slamming myself into her as hard as I could. It seemed
to be what she wanted. Her fingernails dug into my back, her legs
hugged me even tighter, and her first orgasm started. She let out
a shriek, lifted her head off the sleeping bag, and pushed her
forehead into my shoulder. Her body began to lurch and jerk as it
was overcome by the intensity of her cumming, and that set me
off. I could feel myself swell, and then the first blast of hot
cum shot out the end, followed by what seemed like and endless
stream of squirts of it. It felt like I was emptying everything I
had into her hot vagina. Between her juices and all of my cum,
she was filled to overflowing. My hand under her bottom felt a
trickle of the mixture leaking out of her, and dripping down to
it.

As we finished, I kept my hand under her, hugging her soft body
to mine, and kissed her neck. I lowered myself onto her body,
feeling her soft wet skin against mine. We were both breathing
hard and did not say anything for what seemed like several
minutes.

When we recovered some, I rolled off next to her, and we talked
for a little while. It turns out that she hadn't gotten layed in
a long time either. We decided to go for another swim, and then
she said we would come back in here and try 'everything' a little
later. I was not sure what everything was, but I was dying to
find out. I decided not to ask, and just let her surprise me. I
really didn't think she would disappoint me.

We went back to the river, and resumed our frolicking in the
water. One nice thing about a swim right after sex, you don't
have to worry about cleaning up the mess!

We played for about another half hour, then got out. It was
getting late in the afternoon, and we were now getting hungry.
She went back to her camp site, to get a few things, and returned
about a half an hour later, with everything she had. She looked
to be moving in with me right out here on the island! What the
heck, I didn't mind at all, I was having a great time with her.
We put most of her things in my tent, as there was more than
enough room. She didn't bother to lay out her sleeping bag; we
were going to use mine.

During all of this, neither one of us had bothered to get
dressed. It was like having our own little nudist colony right
here on the island. I was not about to put something on myself,
lest it encourage her to do the same thing, and I loved watching
her walk around stark naked. I just loved naked women. It showed
however; I was hard to some extent the whole time.

We cooked our dinners, and then shared them in something of a pot
luck. Afterward, we cleaned everything up and retired to the
tent. I was about to find out what she had meant by 'everything.'

We closed the opening of the tent, and settled in for the night.
I unzipped my sleeping bag, and opened it up all the way, giving
us even more room than we had the first time. The lining was
softer than the covering, and would be a little softer on her
skin. It was still very light out, so there was no need for
artificial lights yet. 

She sprawled out on the sleeping bag on her back, with her legs
slightly parted, and reached out with her arms to me. I lay next
to her, and wrapped my arms around her. Our lips met, parted and
our tongues began to explore each others mouths again.

While we were kissing, I had one hand under her head, and the
other went exploring her soft feminine body. I explored down her
smooth side, across her firm stomach, ran my fingers through her
downy pubic hair, and slid it down her warm thighs. She felt
wonderful. My hand moved up to her mound again, and again
caressed the downy hair there. I would have loved to have put a
finger right into her opening then and there, but chose instead
to prolong this, in effect, teasing her.

While passionately enjoying the kissing, one of her hands did a
little exploring on its own. It slid down my back, caressed my
ass cheek, and then went around to the front looking for
something else. Finding what she was looking for, and finding it
already fairly hard, she began to slowly stroke the full length
of it. Her hands were very soft, and they very quickly had me
fully hard. The small amount of pre-cum she found oozing from the
opening in the end, she used as a lubricant, and slowly rubbed it
over the head with her thumb. 

I continued to run my fingers through the hair on her mound, and
them finally let them gently caress the outer labia. Her legs
moved further apart, indicating she wanted more. 'Not so
quickly,' I thought, 'we are in no rush now.' I continued to run
my fingers over the length of her lips, and found the area near
her opening to be getting wetter and wetter. Only then did I
finally drag one finger up between the outer lips, parting them,
and working my way up to her clit. As my finger finally came in
contact with it, her hips raised up off the sleeping bag, trying
to increase the pressure of my finger on her clit. I slid my
finger back down to her juicing opening, circled it without
actually entering her opening, and then traveled back up to her
clit. Arriving at her clit, I decided that it was time to pay
some attention to it. I ran my finger in a slow circle around it,
never leaving contact with it, and only pressing very lightly.

She was breathing much heavier now, and getting very excited. She
wanted an increase in the pressure of my finger on her clit, and
was getting impatient. The teasing was working. Her hand landed
on the back of mine, and firmly pressed it onto her mound. She
wanted more pressure on her clit NOW! 

It was time to please her a little faster, so I gave in to her
demand, and increased the pressure on her clit, and moved my
finger over it instead of around it. I increased the speed as
well. My mouth left hers, and kissed its way down her chest to
her breast. There, I sucked one swollen nipple into my mouth, and
flicked my tongue over it. She raised her shoulder, attempting to
push it further into my mouth. Her hand left mine, and landed on
the back of my head, pressing my mouth down harder on her breast.

She was moaning softly now, and her eyes were shut. She seemed to
be thoroughly enjoying what I was doing to her. Her hand left my
head, and went back to doing what it was doing before. Since I
was getting pretty excited too now, there was an increasing
amount of pre-cum leaking out of the end. She just continued to
stroke me, and stopped once in a while to spread the pre-cum over
the head with her thumb.

It was time I had a taste of her, so I started kissing my way
down her body, stopping to pay attention to her navel for a
second, then on to her furry mound. This movement forced her to
let go of me, but I was getting a little overly excited anyway. 

Arriving at her center of pleasure, I lightly brushed my tongue
over the outer lips, now wet with her juices. I could now smell
and taste her, and it was heavenly. There is nothing that
compares to the taste and smell of an aroused woman. My tongue
immediately parted those puffy outer lips, and went in search of
her clit.

She expressed her joy with what I was doing by moaning and
spreading her legs as wide as she could. She put her hands on my
head and ran her fingers through my hair as my tongue found her
clit and started to caress it.

Trying to please her as much as possible, I flicked my tongue
quickly over her clit, and kept my tongue as stiff as I could.
She was wet before I started this, but she was getting even
wetter now. Her hips were tilted up so I would have no trouble at
all getting to her clit. As I licked away at her, I had my arms
under her legs and was caressing her stomach with one hand, while
the other played with one of her swollen nipples. Now and then, I
would let my tongue travel down to her opening, and taste her
juices now flowing out of her. I would insert my tongue into her
opening as far as I could, something else she seemed to enjoy.

She was getting hotter by the minute, and to do even more for
her, I brought the hand that was on her stomach back under her
leg, and inserted a finger into her opening. I could feel her
strong muscles clamp down on it as it entered her. Her moaning
increased noticeably as I started to slide that finger in and out
of her. I continued like this until she was getting near to her
release, then I pulled my finger out until just the tip was still
in her, and my tongue left her clit. Instead of flicking my
tongue over her clit, I left it alone and sucked one of her inner
lips into my mouth. I let it slide back out, then sucked it back
in again.

"You are teasing me," she finally blurted out.

"Yes, just a little. Does it feel good?"

"I could stay feeling like this for a long time!"

'I'll see what I can do for you,' I thought as I continued to
hold her close to the point of having her release, but not quite
providing enough stimulation for her to finally have it. As I
felt her start to relax, I put my tongue to work on her clit
again, and started my finger moving slowly in and out of her
again. As she got more excited again, and it felt like she was
near getting her release again, I again left her clit and played
with her inner lips instead. My finger withdrew from her opening
as well. A few rounds of this was all she could take.

"I can't take it any longer. Make me cum NOW!"

I didn't tease her any further. I set my tongue to work on her
clit, and my finger entered her tight wet opening again and went
in as far as it could. Her orgasm began immediately, an was one
of the strongest ones I had ever felt a woman have. Her fingers
held my hair tightly, not allowing my mouth to leave her, and I
could feel the strong contractions of her vaginal muscles on my
finger. She wasn't moaning any longer, it was closer to a scream.
Her whole body shook with the spasms of her release. It felt as
if she had completely lost control for a few moments. Real
satisfaction comes from being able to do that much for someone,
and I was thrilled, excited, and yes, aroused, to cause her to
orgasm so strongly. As the intensity of her orgasm subsided, I
eased my finger out of her, and only very gently licked her clit
with my tongue. Shortly, each time I licked her clit, she jerked.
Her clit was now very sensitive, so I let the outer lips close
over it, and just gave them a few licks before crawling up next
to her. 

She snuggled next to me as I put my arm around her. She reached
over and found my erection, softened as it was from lack of
attention, and began to stroke it. It revived immediately.

I used my free hand to caress her breast, toying with her nipple,
keeping it swollen. I leaned over and kissed her soft lips. I was
about to slide over onto her, when she sat up.

"Your turn!" She said with a grin.

She sat cross legged next to my hip, and continued to stroke me.
Her other hand went to my testicles, and began to softly massage
them. A few minutes later, she leaned over and licked the tip a
few time, then continued her slow stroking. There was a slight
pause, then she bent over again took about half of me into her
mouth. It was a terrific feeling to feel her hot wet mouth cover
me. She started to slide my erection in and out of her mouth,
getting it go in further each time. Soon I could feel it touching
the back of her throat. The hand that had been stroking it was
now just resting on my stomach. She had flipped her hair over the
top of her head, to make sure I was not deprived of he sight of
myself disappearing into her mouth. It was indeed a very erotic
sight. 

It wasn't long before I was getting near my release, and I didn't
really want to cum in her mouth. I had another hot tight place in
mind. I felt myself starting to swell, and told her I was about
to cum if she didn't stop. She gave my testicles a little
squeeze, and just kept on going. She didn't have to wait long. I
let out a moan as I started. The muscles in my ass tensed, my
legs went stiff, and a moment later, the first squirt of hot cum
rushed out of me, and hit the back of her throat. She just
swallowed, and just up sucking on me. It was a long wonderful
orgasm, and I filled her mouth with cum time and time again. She
just kept on swallowing and sucking until I was done.

"You actually taste good!" She said with a grin when I was
finally done.

I had never been told that my cum tasted good, but I liked what
she had done. She lay next to me again, and I put my arm back
around her. She licked her lips, and swallowed the last of me
before I lowered my head to hers and kissed her. As my tongue
entered her mouth, I tasted the salty remains of my own cum. It
tasted odd, but my tongue still probed and explored her mouth.

We cuddled, kissed and explored each others bodies for a while,
as I needed time to recover before entering her. It was now
getting dark, so I got out my electric lantern, and turned it on,
as she looked to beautiful, I did not want to be denied the sight
of her as we went on into the night.

The subject of being horney and alone on the island came up, and
she said she was glad I was here as if it wasn't for me, it would
just have been her and her vibrator out here tonight.

"You brought your vibrator with you?"

"Well, yea, a girl has to entertain herself sometimes. It's not
as good as the real thing, but it's better than just a finger."

I asked to see it, so she got it out of her pack. It was not one
of those monster dildos that you see in adult book stores, but
rather a simple slim vibrator, about six inches long and about an
inch and a half wide. I held it up in one hand, looked it over,
turned it on, and started to play with her with it. She got a
silly grin on her face as I lowered the tip of it to her nipple.
It perked up immediately. I moved it over to the other nipple and
touched it. It immediately became aroused too. Having done that,
it slowly drug it down her body to her downy bush as I lowered my
head to a nipple, and sucked it into my mouth. As I sucked on her
nipple, I ran the vibrator slowly and gently up and down between
her legs, without parting the lips. Soon he hips started to move
around, and it seemed like she was trying to get the vibrator to
press harder. I changed the angle, and let the tip part her puffy
outer lips. As it touched her clit, she let out a soft moan. 

She put her hand on my erection and began to stroke me as I used
the vibrator on her. While I had not gone completely soft, she
had me very hard again in no time.

My mouth left her nipple, and went back to her inviting lips. We
kissed deeply again, and at the same time, I poised the vibrator
at the entrance of her vagina, and slowly pushed it into her. Her
hips lifted up a little as it went in, and she gave a soft
muffled moan. She was very wet, and it entered her with ease.

Her hand left my erection, and she put it the hand I was using to
hold the vibrator. She began to push and pull on my hand, showing
me how she like the vibrator used on herself. After she showed me
what she wanted, her hand went right back to doing what it had
been doing before; pleasing me. Our mouths never parted the whole
time, and our tongues never slowed their movements.

We were both now very excited. I was about to suggest that I
substitute myself for the vibrator, when she asked me if I would
like to be in her ass at the same time. I found that offer a
little hard to turn down.

She let go of me, rolled over, and got up on all fours. "Better
put yourself in where the vibrator is to get yourself good and
wet first."

I got on my knees behind her, slowly removed the vibrator, and
put the head of my election at her entrance. She rocked backward,
pushing me all the way into her in one swift motion. She was
dripping wet, and I slid in easily. I pumped in and out of her a
few times, savoring the feeling of her tight vagina wrapped
around me, and then pulled out. I slowly pushed the vibrator back
into her, then placed the head of my erection on her anus and
slowly pushed it into her. Her sphincter relaxed, allowing me to
enter that tight opening. I could feel the vibrator buzzing away
in her as there was very little separating it from me.

She reached under herself, took hold of the vibrator, and began
moving it in and out of her opening. She was beginning to moan
loudly again.

I had my hands on her hips, and was enjoying the sight of my self
sliding in and out of her tight ass. I could feel the vibrator as
she moved it in and out of herself. I was getting near the point
of my release, and I could tell that she was too. It wouldn't be
long now. 

I reached under her with one hand, and began to finger her
swollen clit. It was too much for her, and her orgasm started.
She let out a shreik, as her muscles tensed, and her body began
to shudder with the intensity of her climax. That set me over the
edge. I plunged myslef deep into her ass, and felt the first hot
rush of my cum spill into her ass. I tried to keep my finger on
her clit, but between her jerky movements as she climaxed, and my
own attempts at pumping, I didn't have my finger on it very much.

As our orgasms subsided, we slumped down onto the sleeping bag,
she on her stomach, and I almost on top of her. I eased myself
out of her ass, and lay next to her on my side. She slid the
vibrator out of herself, and turned it off.  She tossed it aside,
and turned to lay on her side, facing me.

We talked for quite a while, and then snuggled down together in
the sleeping bag for the night, both of us still stark naked.
Tomorrow would be our last day on the island. 

I awoke the next morning, and found myself facing her back. I
slid over to her, and snuggled up to her. She was either awake or
a light sleeper, as she immediately pushed her rear back into me.
A moment later, a hand reached between her legs, found my
erection and guided it to her opening. She was already wet and I
slid right in. I just love a woman that likes sex in the morning!
I began pumping in and out and enjoyed the feeling of her ass
against up against me as I went all the way into her. I had my
hand on her waist, but moved it up her body, and soon had my
fingers playing with her swollen nipple.

She was beginning to moan now, and pumping back faster,
encouraging me to go faster and deeper. In fact, she was arching
her back to make sure I went deeper.

I loved the feeling of sliding in and out of her. She was so
tight and so wet! The feeling of her ass hitting me each time I
went all the way into her just added to the sensation. It wasn't
long before we were both ready to cum. It was also a good thing
that we were the only ones on the island, as she was really
getting rather vocal, and almost screaming, she was moaning so
loud. I began pumping faster, which not only brought me closer to
cumming, but it excited her too. Finally, I couldn't hold off any
longer, and let go my first hot stream of cum deep into her. It
was followed by many more, and it was an orgasm that went on and
on and on. 

She felt me stiffen, and my cumming set her off. As my orgasm
subsided, hers reached full intensity. She had one of the most
intense orgasms I have ever felt a woman have. Her vagina clamped
down on me, and her hand came back, and grabbed at my hip,
pulling me as deep into her as she could get me, her fingernails
digging into me. I had my fingers on her nipple, and I gently
pinched it and pulled on it, as I rolled it between my fingers. I
was really enjoying the feeling of being inside her while she was
cumming. It was such an erotic feeling. She kept bucking and
cumming for what seemed like several minutes. When she was
finally done, she just lay there breathing hard, virtually unable
to speak.

After several minutes, I slid out of her, and she rolled over
onto her back. "Damn, what a way to wake up," she finally managed
to gasp, "I haven't cum like that in a long time."

It was time for both of us to take a pee. Nature was calling
rather strongly now, and it was not a sexual urge now. We both
left the tent to find our own bushes.

Having that out of the way, it was time to get breakfast and then
get ready to leave the island. Vacations and holidays don't last
forever unfortunately.

Did I ever see her again? Yea, she lived in the same city as I
did, so yes I saw her again, and her cute little roomate, but
that is another story.....

THE END