It was my tenth day on the island and I was already having doubts as to whether I could stand the next six months alone. I was so horny all the time and I was bored with doing it myself.
I was laying beneath a palm tree with my feet in the ocean masturbating for the second time that day when I saw the plane circling above. Too high to see who was flying but it become obvious that whoever was in there could see me and I became more and more aroused. Chuckling to myself I spread my legs wider and took my vibrator (my one luxury from home!) and pushed it hard into my wet pussy stretching my lips wide, the plane circled again and flew up the beach as low as it dare. It disappeared out of sight as it prepared to circle again and it was then I heard it.
A deafening sound filled the remote island as the plane had obviously come down. I ran as fast as I could to the other end of the beach, my heart pounding faster and faster. Gripped with fear I turned the corner to see the plane its nose buried in the sand its tail high in the air. On first inspection I couldn't see the pilot and had to dig furiously to find the door and it was then I saw him.
The pilot was slumped over the controls which were battered to pieces, he was obviously unconscious and had a small gash over his right eye. I checked his breathing and the injuries didn't look serious, flying so low I think he had probably skidded to a halt rather than crash landed. I rushed back to my tiny cabin and fetched a sheet and with all my strength I pulled him from the wreckage and once on the sheet I dragged him to my cabin and rolled him onto my mattress.
Standing back for the first time I was able to look at him properly. My god he was so handsome, a badge on his shirt told me his name was john. He was tall and tanned with a strong jaw and toned body. He was completely edible! He was covered in sand and as I sponged him clean I removed his clothes which were torn and bloody from the cut to his head. Each part of his flesh that I exposed sent shivers cruising to all the right places.
He was still unconscious when night fell, I lit a small fire and sat in a chair and watched him. He was moving now and again I was desperate to see his eyes. A smile crossed my face as I wondered about removing the last of his clothes, I wanted to see this man naked. I pulled back the sheet and my eyes were drawn to his long muscular thighs and I could not resist removing his underwear. He lay before me naked and oh so male.
My heart was beating fast as I ran my hands along his thighs ever so gently, up over his hips to his chest and back again. Touching him was divine, his skin taut and warm to my touch. I bent to kiss his chest and my tongue rolled over each nipple then over his tummy, his hips and his thighs. I felt his cock against my hair and jumped afraid he had awoken but he was till fast asleep but his cock had responded to my touch. He was standing tall and erect.
I took his cock in one hand and gently stroked it up and down before placing it to my wet lips and pushing forward to taste him. He slip into my mouth with ease and I sucked his head between my lips, pulling gently and circling my head, in his sleep he moaned. I pushed forward some more and took him deeper into my mouth, his cock was pulsating against my tongue and I could taste his pre cum. He tasted so good. The rest of his body was seemingly lifeless but his cock was responding to my touch, he grew so big in my mouth it pulsated wildly as I pushed forward taking his as deep as I could. I sucked him hard, circling my tongue wildly. Another moan escaped his lips and with a force never experienced he began to cum in my mouth, hot, long spurts of tasty cum. It oozed from my lips as I struggled to swallow it all. I continued to hold him in my mouth as his cock went soft and shut my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep, a smile still on my face knowing I would dream on John.
My first recollection of my dream was a feeling of someone's eyes on my body. I was laying on the bed and I was naked. The eyes traveled over me and paused at my breasts, the curves of my hips and the mound of my pussy. My legs were gently parted and I felt finger tips moving up and down my inner thighs, my pussy was wet and glistening invitingly in the light from the small log fire. I could smell my arousal, I was on fire! My nipples were hard and I could feel lips sucking them, pulling them, sucking them. I instinctively went to touch my aching pussy but I couldn't move my arms, I was trapped in this mans embrace and he tongue was moving across my stomach.
