Chapter 690: The Mysterious Woman

She held my eyes for a long moment without blinking. She didn’t pause her walk or say a single word. She simply kept moving with that same slow, hypnotic sway of her hips and went to stand at the railing a few meters away, quietly watching the dark horizon. Her long black hair flowed freely down her back, dancing and shifting with the cool sea breeze.

The moment she was far enough not to hear us, the group exploded in quiet but intense whispers.

"Damn... did you see that ass?" Chad asked, still staring hard in her direction, his voice almost reverent.

"Bro, what the hell was that? Did you see how hungry her stare was?" another guy said, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

"I think she’s from the island. I’ve never seen a woman look like that in my life," one of Chad’s friends added, shaking his head in pure disbelief.

A few of them couldn’t even hide their reactions anymore. Some openly started touching themselves through their pants while still glancing at the woman’s backside from that perfect side angle. The way the soft white fabric clung tightly to her heavy, round cheeks, outlining every soft curve and the deep cleft between them, made it almost impossible to look away.

And to be honest, I wanted to do the exact same thing. The way her thick, sinful body moved had made my cock throb painfully hard just from watching her walk. In that moment I only had one clear thought in my head, I wanted to bury my thick cock deep between those massive, soft ass cheeks, grip them hard, and keep cumming until I was dead.

That was the kind of powerful, almost dangerous effect she had on all of us.

"Bro, I’m gonna talk to her. I can’t just sit here anymore," Chad said, clearly getting more impatient by the second as he kept staring at the woman’s broad back and the way her heavy ass filled out that white dress.

One of his friends grinned wide and leaned closer, lowering his voice.

"Man, if she’s really from that island, she’s gotta be starving for cock by now. Why don’t we get her to have a group session with all of us? I’m sure a woman like that won’t mind."

"I’d be cumming all night long if she gave me even half a chance," another guy added, already shifting in his seat and sounding fully worked up just from the idea.

I stayed quiet and simply watched them talk among themselves, a small smirk playing on my lips. Inside, though, I already knew the real truth, I wasn’t going to let that woman walk away from me, and none of these motherfuckers stood even the slightest real chance against me.

Still, I decided to push the situation a little just to see what would happen.

"Yeah, why don’t you go talk to her, Chad?" I said calmly, encouraging him. I wanted to watch how the interaction would actually go. For all any of us knew, she was just another older woman from the city who happened to be blessed with an absolutely insane body.

"Yeah... I’m going," Chad said, forcing some confidence into his voice. He stood up from the bench, straightened his shirt, and started walking toward her with determined steps.

As he got closer, the woman seemed to sense someone approaching from behind. She slowly turned her head and looked straight at Chad with that same demonic, hungry expression she had given our whole group earlier.

Even from several meters away, that heavy-lidded, lust-drunk stare was intense enough to make my cock throb hard against my pants again.

The moment their eyes fully met, Chad’s forced confidence completely collapsed. His steps faltered. He immediately changed direction mid-stride, acting like he had simply been walking past her the whole time, and hurried back to the group with tense shoulders and a stiff walk.

The woman simply turned her head back toward the dark sea as if nothing interesting had happened at all.

Chad dropped heavily onto the bench again, his legs still trembling slightly from the encounter.

"I can’t, bro... her aura is so overwhelming. She’s really a demon," he muttered under his breath, looking genuinely shaken and a little pale.

Chad and some of his friends couldn’t hold back any longer. Right there on the open deck, they pulled their cocks out and started stroking themselves while still staring at the woman’s thick ass. A few of them came in just a few seconds, groaning quietly as they finished hard from nothing more than the sight of her.

Chad leaned back against the bench, looking completely drained and relaxed.

"I’m done, bro. I’m gonna sleep like a horse now," he said with a satisfied sigh.

One of his friends wiped his hand, stood up, and turned to me with a friendly grin, offering a handshake even though he had just finished in the open.

"Hey bro, meet you later. We’re gonna go," he said.

I didn’t extend my hand. I just gave them a small nod.

"Yeah, guys. See you later. I’m gonna stay here a while longer," I replied calmly.

"Yeah, just rub one out, bro. She’s way out of our league," the guy added with a laugh, giving me what he thought was solid advice. Then the whole group headed down the stairs and disappeared below deck, still joking among themselves.

Once they were all gone and the deck was quiet again, I stood up. I walked slowly toward the woman and leaned on the railing right beside her, looking out at the same dark horizon, the black sea, and the pale moon hanging above us.

After a few seconds I turned my head slightly and looked at her sideways. She was already looking at me with those same heavy, lust-drunk eyes.

"Are you from the island?" I asked.

"What do you think?" she asked, her voice low and smooth, never breaking eye contact for even a second. The way she spoke, made something deep inside me stir hard.

From up close I could finally see just how humongous and soft her breasts really were.

Her fair skin almost seemed to glow in the moonlight, making every soft curve of her face and body stand out clearly. I found myself openly admiring her features, the full lips, the heavy-lidded eyes that still held that same hungry, lustful look.

Then she slowly looked down.

Her gaze landed directly on the thick, obvious bulge in my pants. She didn’t look away or pretend not to notice. Instead, a slow, seductive smile curved her lips while her half-lidded eyes stayed locked on the outline of my cock.

That single look told me everything.

I already knew the night leading up to the island was going to be anything but ordinary. Whatever was about to happen with this woman, I knew this adventure was something I would remember for the rest of my life.