Chapter 699: Dark Secrets of The Lustful Island

The dark figure outside the cabin remained completely still, a silent silhouette framed in the small window of the door.

Then the mysterious woman still sitting on top of me turned her head toward the door. She didn’t look the least bit concerned or surprised. A small, knowing smile curved her full lips.

"Go away," she said simply, her voice calm and almost playful. She didn’t even ask who it was, she spoke as if she already knew exactly who stood out there waiting.

To my surprise, the dark figure outside the door turned without hesitation and walked away, as if they had only been waiting for her order and nothing more. The quiet obedience of it sent a slow chill down my spine.

"Who was it?" I asked, my voice low. My cock was still buried deep inside her warm, cum-filled pussy, twitching faintly from the aftershocks. She stayed on top of me, lazily kissing along my chest and the side of my neck, her soft lips brushing my skin between words, her heavy breasts pressing against me with every small movement.

She only smiled wider, dark eyes gleaming with quiet, secretive amusement.

"Have you ever heard the saying... curiosity killed the cat?"

I already knew the figure outside had been connected to her somehow. The way it obeyed her without question, without even a second knock or a word of protest, made that painfully clear. Whatever darkness surrounded this island, she was part of it.

And I was already in too deep to turn back.

"Forget everything," she whispered, her voice low and honey-sweet, almost soothing.

Then she lifted her thick hips and slowly pulled herself off my cock. The thick, slick length slid free with a wet, filthy sound and slapped heavily against my stomach, shiny and messy with our mixed juices.

Her mature pussy was still open and leaking, thick strands of my cum dripping from her soft pink folds onto my skin in slow, heavy drops.

She turned around between my thighs, facing away from me this time, and lowered her enormous, heavy ass until it rested right on top of my cock. The soft, hot weight of her cheeks pressed down on me.

Then she began rubbing her cum-leaking pussy slowly along the full length of my shaft, grinding her soft, wet lips up and down, coating every inch of me in the warm, sticky mess we had made together.

"Ahhh... it feels so good," she moaned, her voice thick with pleasure as she chased the sensation for herself.

"Oh fuck—" I grabbed her thick hips hard as she kept rolling them, grinding her soft, cum-slick pussy along the full length of my cock.

I loved how this filthy mature woman was rubbing herself on me so shamelessly, using my shaft like a toy made only for her pleasure, coating me in the warm mess still leaking from her.

I raised my hand and brought it down on one heavy ass cheek, then the other, the sharp sound of skin on skin cracking through the quiet cabin.

Slap. Slap.

The thick flesh jiggled under the impact, a faint red mark already blooming across her fair skin.

"Punish me harder... ahhh," the woman moaned like a complete whore, pushing her enormous ass back into my hand, begging for more without a hint of shame.

The way her ass looked from behind drove me insane. Those soft, full cheeks were massive and heavy, spreading slightly with every movement, and nestled between them her tight little asshole twitched, small, pink, and clearly untouched.

I knew no one had ever taken her there. The neat, clenched ring looked far too tight and innocent for that, and the thought of forcing my thick cock inside it made my head spin with dark lust.

I pulled her back by the waist and made her fall on top of me so that her soft, warm back pressed fully against my chest. I held her there tightly, one arm wrapped around her middle, feeling the heat of her body sink into mine.

My mouth stayed close to her ear, my breath hot against her skin.

"What do you wanna do?" she asked, already sensing how restless and hungry I had become. Her voice was low, almost eager.

"I’m gonna fuck your ass," I growled against her ear, the words rough and certain.

Then I turned her around while still keeping her body pressed tightly to mine. I guided her down onto her front on the bed, making her lie flat, and climbed fully on top of her, settling my weight over her broad back.

My hard, slick cock rested right between her juicy ass cheeks, the thick shaft nestled deep in the soft, hot valley. My mouth stayed close to her ear from behind as I slid one strong arm around her neck, holding her firmly in place beneath me, not choking but making sure she felt completely pinned.

"You’re gonna ruin an old woman’s asshole?" she moaned, her voice thick with both mock protest and unmistakable arousal. "How ruthless could you be...?"

The teasing, almost challenging tone in her words only made me throb harder against the soft cleft of her ass.

"How could I not... when your ass looks so filthy?" I growled against her ear, my voice rough, low, and full of heat.

From the very first moment I had seen her on the deck, that enormous, heavy ass swaying under the night sky, barely contained by whatever thin fabric she had been wearing, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about taking it. The soft, full cheeks had bounced with every step she took, drawing every pair of eyes on the ship.

Even the other young guys masturbated just by looking at her.

"With an attitude like yours, you’re gonna get yourself drained at my place," the woman said, her voice soft but carrying a quiet, almost amused warning, as if she were hinting at something much darker waiting for men like me on the island.