
Love and Survival
Prince Dracula · Completed · 797.1k Words
Introduction
Chapter 1
My name is James Smith. After a plane crash, I ended up stuck on this deserted island with a bunch of gorgeous women. Not only did I have to figure out how to survive in the wild, but I also had to keep my cool around these beauties, especially the flight attendant who was all over me. This is where it all kicks off...
On the plane, in the restroom.
The sky outside was looking pretty grim, with lightning flashing every now and then.
Even though the weather sucked, it didn't kill my vibe at all.
I gotta say, Emily Johnson was looking absolutely stunning today.
Big, bright eyes on a cute face, just glowing.
Her little nose and those pink lips, even when she wasn't smiling, she looked amazing. Her fair skin was practically glowing under the lights.
That flight attendant uniform couldn't hide her curvy, mature figure.
Her long, fair legs peeking out from under the skirt added a bit of spice to her innocent look.
I felt my mouth go dry just watching her.
I licked my lips and said, "Emily, I got on this flight just for you, so you better take good care of me!"
With that, I reached out and touched Emily's thigh.
Even through the stockings, I could feel how tight and smooth her legs were.
Since we were in the airplane restroom, I wasn't worried about getting caught.
I got bolder with my moves.
Emily blushed.
Seeing her all shy just made me feel even hotter inside. "Emily, your skin is so fair and soft, let me see what kind of lingerie you're wearing underneath."
My eyes were glued to Emily's chest.
One button on her blouse was undone, nearly revealing her nipple, yet Emily remained unaware. "Stop! What if someone catches us?"
Emily hesitated, trying to stop me by covering my hand with hers.
But her resistance was weak, no way she could stop me.
"Come on, let me help you take off your clothes." I reached out to unbutton her flight attendant uniform.
Emily blushed but didn't say no.
I was gentle, first letting down her pinned-up hair, letting it flow like a waterfall.
Then, I pressed close to her delicate body, starting to unbutton her blouse one by one.
As the blouse loosened, it revealed her breasts tightly wrapped in a bra.
Emily instinctively covered her chest with her hands.
But her hands were too small, she could only cover half, making the bulging sides and deep cleavage even more tempting.
"You don't have to cover up, relax a bit. Your figure is so beautiful, why hide it?" I said, taking off her blouse, pulling down the side zipper of her dress, then gently letting it fall to the ground.
Now, Emily was left in just her underwear and stockings.
Her figure looked even more alluring under the soft light.
For a moment, I was stunned by what I saw.
"Don't... don't look." Emily felt embarrassed being undressed in front of me.
Provoked by me, she was starting to feel dizzy.
Seeing Emily's tightly pressed and twisting thighs, a smile crept onto my face.
Emily suddenly felt some liquid coming out of her vagina, feeling extremely embarrassed, she subconsciously squeezed her legs together.
I gently pulled Emily's hands away from her chest, saying, "Your breasts are so beautiful, I can't help but want to kiss them."
Her perfect breasts were exposed again, and I couldn't take my eyes off them.
"Come on, take off your underwear yourself," I urged.
Emily hesitated for a moment, then reached out to unhook her bra. But for some reason, the hook that was usually easy to undo seemed impossible today.
Watching her struggle, I thought, 'It's just a hook. Why can't she undo it?'
Feeling impatient, I said, "Let me do it."
Without waiting for her consent, I reached out and unhooked it with a soft click. Emily quickly covered her face with both hands.
The hook was undone, but the bra was still hanging there.
Not wanting to wait any longer, I said, "Emily, let me do it all!"
Emily still covered her face, unsure whether she agreed or disagreed.
I had a lot of experience with women, and I knew that as long as a beautiful woman didn't object, it meant she agreed!
So I boldly reached out to pull down the edge of her panties.
Emily screamed, instinctively reaching out to block me, but in the process, she accidentally exposed her breasts, allowing me to gently remove her bra.
Emily's stunning beauty in front of me, proudly standing there, left me speechless.
I forced myself to focus, but her nipples kept drawing my attention, making my mouth go dry.
My goodness! She was stunning.
Emily's legs were tightly closed, with no gap in between.
But with her upper body half-naked and only intimate clothing on her lower body, the stockings on her legs not only failed to cover up but made the temptation even stronger.
Under my intense gaze, Emily couldn't resist any longer.
So she simply turned around, presenting her smooth bare back to me.
I reached out and pulled Emily's bare back into my arms.
Emily was at a loss.
I pressed tightly against Emily's back.
My erect dick pressed between Emily's two buttocks.
Clearly, she was getting a bit flustered.
Reaching under Emily's armpit, I grabbed her breasts and began to knead them.
I kneaded her all over, making her tremble all over, feeling pleasure after pleasure.
At this moment, seeing Emily not resisting, I became even bolder, saying, "They're a bit too firm. It ruins the beauty of the curves. Let me knead them to make them softer and fuller."
"How long do you need to knead them for?" Emily was already a bit confused at this point.
"Who knows. Let's see if they get swollen." I said seriously, "If they do, it means my kneading is effective, and I'll have to knead them more."
As time passed, my hands gently kneaded Emily's tender breasts, round after round.
Under the intense stimulation, Emily's breasts trembled slightly, and she let out a soft gasp.
The breasts were the most sensitive part of a woman, and my gentle kneading made Emily almost go weak all over.
In my hands, I could clearly feel Emily's nipples slowly hardening.
Emily's face was getting redder and more charming.
My own breathing became more and more rapid, and I said with difficulty, "Emily, lean on the sink."
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