David was barely aware of the conversation happening around him, their voices sounding distant and muffled as though heard underwater. He could hardly think anyway. It was like he could feel the blood draining from his head and flowing into his cock. All his worries and thoughts melted away, replaced by a fluffy cloud of hot, lustful energy.  

Tiffany's body felt amazing against his. Relative to the oppressive, humid heat her skin was pleasantly cool and he felt like he could make out every curve and contour as they pressed tightly together. Her small, firm breasts pressed against his stomach, nipples rubbing against his sweaty skin. He could feel the firm outline of her ribs just above his pelvis and his cock, still barely restrained by his pajamas, pressed against the soft skin of her stomach. He had to bend almost double to reach her shoulder and neck, planting rough, wet kisses on her skin.  

He felt a momentary confusion when she pulled away, like a dog who had their favorite chew toy held just out of reach. She gently avoided his attempts to pull her closer again and instead she spun him around. His dumbfounded disappointment faded when he came face-to-face with Juliana, stripped of both her sports bra and her tight shorts. A wide, addled grin spread across his face as Juliana took his hands and pressed them to her breasts.

They were large, warm and soft and the color of perfectly baked bread. He ran his fingers underneath and lifted them, supporting their gentle weight and ran his thumbs gently over her large, dark nipples. They hardened under his touch and Juliana made a pleased, erotic purr deep in her throat.

Tiffany pressed against him from behind, running her hands up and down his chest and stomach and nuzzling his back. She planted kisses along his spine and moved her hands lower, rubbing the hard bulge of his cock through his pajamas. She gripped tightly, wrapping the fabric tightly around his cock, and whispered to him. "You want to fuck her Professor Mercer? You want to fuck Juliana's hot, Brazilian pussy?"

David still was having trouble finding any words, but he didn't mind. He was beginning to think that maybe he talked too much. Instead, he nodded enthusiastically, kneading Juliana's breasts, squeezing them together. Tiffany started to rub the head of his cock with her palm, making his breathing harder and ragged.

The kitchen opened directly into a dining and sitting area, with two couches flanking a large flatscreen and a thick, plush rug. Juliana pulled him along, guiding him gently towards the rug. She reached down to a small side table and opened the drawer, revealing a strip of condoms. Tiffany giggled, still rubbing aggressively against his cock. "You're prepared, aren't you?"  

"Learned a lesson from Maria and Lucas," Juliana grinned, and gestured to Tiffany. "Get that cock out and get over here with me."

Tiffany laughed again and obeyed, yanking David's pajamas off and releasing his cock. He watched as Juliana kneeled on the rug and pulled Tiffany down next to her, kissing the smaller woman deeply on the mouth. David stroked himself, feeling the rigid, almost painful, hardness as he watched Tiffany began to suck on Juliana's nipples. He had tried a cock ring once a few years ago and it had made him as hard as a baseball bat, veins throbbing just under his skin. That's what he felt like now, so hard that he could break bricks with his cock.

Juliana moaned and held Tiffany close as she nuzzled and licked and sucked at her nipples, one hand fingering herself as she worshipped Juliana's large, gorgeous breasts. Looking over the shorter woman's head, she motioned for David to come closer. He obeyed, pulled forward by the eager demands of his twitching cock. Juliana wrapped her fingers around his shaft and stroked gently back and forth.

Juliana ran her other hand through Tiffany's hair lifted her head for a kiss, sucking and licking at her lips. They separated and Juliana pulled David closer and gently guided his cock towards Tiffany, "I think I'm going to need some help with this. Mind giving me a hand?"

Together, Tiffany and Juliana knelt in front of David, running their tongues up and down the length of his cock. David groaned wordlessly, his mind lost in a fog of pleasure at the warm, wet sensation of two hot, eager mouths sucking and licking his entire length. Juliana took his head in her mouth, running her tongue in a circle around the tip of his cock. Tiffany leaned against his shaking legs and started to nibble and tease at his balls.

"I-I'm about to come!" He managed to find his voice, the muscles of his pelvis twitching.

Tiffany and Juliana seemed to have the same thought, both positioning themselves on opposite sides of his cock and pressing their open mouths against him, lips just meeting at the top and bottom. David's hips began to move on their own, sliding his cock back and forth, sandwiched between their lips and tongues.

His balls tightened and his cock jerked, spraying cum. He had never cum this much, thick jets of semen spraying over Tiffany and Juliana. Both laughed as his legs gave out and he fell on his ass on the thick, shag carpet.  

David's head cleared slightly from the orgasm, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to get it all over-"

"Shut up, David." Tiffany rolled her eyes, fingers twirling around her clit. She raised one hand, covered in a streak of semen and licked it up with a flick of her tongue. Juliana leaned down and lapped at Tiffany's cheek, sucking up several drops. They both set to work cleaning up, licking and sucking each other's faces and chests, not missing a single drop.

Juliana glanced over as Tiffany sucked cum from her breasts, "Don't worry David, it doesn't look like there's any problem to me."

David looked down and saw his cock was still standing fully at attention, leaking a slight trickle from the tip. It showed no sign of wilting. If anything it seemed larger. "Wow...that's an interesting, uh, side effect."

Cleaned and ready, Juliana ripped a condom from the strip and opened the package. On all fours, she crawled over to David and pushed him down onto the carpet. She sucked the last traces of cum off of his still-hard cock and then slipped the condom down over his shaft. He laughed slightly at the color, which was bright red.

Juliana kneeled over David's prone body and rubbed her pussy up and down his sheathed cock, using her hand to press it firmly against her. She was clearly in much the same state he was, her clit was swollen and felt like a small, rubber bead sliding up and down over his shaft. Her pubic hair was soaked and matted, the puffy pink inner lips of her pussy glistening as they protruded from her darker, brown outer labia.

She teased him like this for a while but quickly ran out of patience as her own breathing became heavier and she started to let out small, eager moans. She raised herself up and positioned his cock against the opening of her pussy, sliding it around until he felt his cock push its way inside her. Juliana wasted no time, pushing down firmly against his hard length and David felt himself slip easily into her eager pussy. He felt her body squeeze around him, the heat of her pussy soaking through the thin latex of the condom.

David gazed up at Juliana above him, her heavy, round breasts heaving and glistening with sweat. His hands slid along her thighs, up the curve of her hips and finally cupping her chest and feeling the soft points of her nipples pressing against his fingertips. He was gazing into her glazed, half-lidded eyes when his vision was suddenly eclipsed.  

Tiffany had moved around to him and was kneeling over his head, her wet, glistening slit less than an inch above her face. She put her hands over his and together they massaged and kneaded Juliana's generous rack. The fog was starting to rise in his brain again, all his senses focused only on his cock, hands and mouth.  

As Juliana started to grind her hips against his, he lifted his head slightly closed his lips around Tiffany's pussy. Her light stubble prickled his lips and he could feel her tremble as his tongue flicked along the lips of her pussy while his nose rubbed against her perineum. Tiffany began to gently rub herself against him as well, letting out high-pitched little gasps and squeaks as he sucked and teased.

Acting on instinct, his tongue flicked from side to side, flipping through the folds of Tiffany's pussy and finally finding the small, soft knot of her clitoris. His target located he closed his lips tighter and began to suck. Tiffany moaned loudly and pressed down harder, pushing his head into the thick fabric of the carpet.  

Juliana moved his hands lower, leaving Tiffany's hands to rub and squeeze her chest while his were shifted down to her waist. He wrapped his fingers around each thigh and, with both thumbs, he found her pussy and pressed down, increasing the pressure of her clitoris against the top of his cock.

The three of them came almost simultaneously. Tiffany came first, nearly suffocating David pressing her pussy into his face and falling forward onto Juliana's chest. Seconds later Juliana was hit by her own, shuddering climax, her pussy clenching around David's cock and pulling him to his own orgasm. He came even harder than the first time and he could feel the condom swell and bulge with the sheer volume of cum.  

Even as she gasped and shook with orgasm, Juliana kept grinding against him and his cock showed no sign of softening. Tiffany seemed quite happy with the continued attention on her pussy. The three continued to writhe against one another, locked in mindless pleasure.

Carrie watched all this from a couch nearby, rubbing desperately at her waxed cunt, pinching one of her nipples with the other hand. She was completely naked, having stripped off her nightgown several minutes earlier. She had already come twice watching the three of them together and the cushions underneath her were already soaked. It wasn't enough. Carrie needed more than just her fingers.  

She had already reconsidered her original refusal to let Tiffany or Juliana go to town on her pussy. But looking at the three of them, she doubted they would let her squeeze in, let alone the logistics of fitting herself somewhere between them.  

But she really wanted David's cock. She wanted to feel it pushing inside her, feel his cum filling her.

She wanted David's cock... but really any cock would do.

As she came a third time, rubbing her clit raw, a new thought occurred to her. David wasn't the only cock on the island. Mark was still locked up in his room and clearly, knowing what they did now, he was just another victim of the algae. The poor boy was probably feeling even more tormented than she was.

While Juliana moaned as another orgasm shook her body, Carrie got to her feet and padded out of the room, headed towards the dorm rooms.

Mark's room was secured with a light bicycle chain and a padlock but Juliana had left the key hanging on a hook next to the door. Carrie lifted it off the hook, her mind fuzzy, clouded by a hot pink fog that left her body tingling and starving for touch.

She almost jumped out of her skin when the lights went off. She was lost in confusion until she heard the sound of distant thunder. She dimly recalled that Ilha Anjos used an underwater power line to connect to the power grid on the mainland. The storm must have knocked out the power.

Comforted, and still very horny, Carrie unlocked the padlock and unwound the bicycle chain. She slowly entered the room, which was almost pitch black. The moon was new and only dim starlight provided the slightest amount of light.

"Mark? Darling?" Carrie called softly. Could he be asleep? Could anyone sleep feeling like this? "Mark, I hope you're feeling better. It seems it was all a misunderstanding."

Carrie cried out softly as one foot bumped painfully against something on the floor. Her eyes were slowly adjusting and she saw it was an overturned set of drawers. She could see now, the room was wrecked. Everything on the shelves had been tossed to the floor and the mattress had been pulled off the bed and tossed on the floor.

She couldn't see Mark, but she was starting to think this was a mistake. The place had been thoroughly trashed in what seemed to be a fit of anger. Mark had been exposed to the most algae and for the longest time. He'd also been locked up here, all alone, with no one to relieve his urges.  

Her caution managed to push through the thick fog of lust. Perhaps, it would be wiser to leave... see if the others could find room for her. She turned towards the door and didn't see when Mark stepped silently out of the bathroom.

Before she could reach the door a strong hand closed over her mouth and another wrapped around her waist. Mark pulled her back against the firm muscles of his body and the even firmer, insistent pressure of his dick against her lower back. She tried to say something to calm the young man but her words were completely muffled by Mark's rough, unyielding hand. The boy was still naked and his skin radiated heat, hot as an electric blanket.    

Before she could try and struggle or make any further attempt to communicate, Mark yanked her off her feet and tossed her down onto the mattress spread across the floor. The impact knocked the air out of Carrie's lungs and she was momentarily stunned.  

A split-second later Mark was on top of her. He shoved her face into the mattress and pushed her legs apart with his knees. He pulled her ass up and shoved his hot, iron-hard dick deep into her cunt. Carrie felt her cunt tighten involuntarily, gripping him inside of her as he began to thrust. Every time he slammed himself against her, his dick pushed deeper inside and her face was pushed roughly against the rough, bare mattress.

There was no foreplay, no tenderness, no grace. Just hard, vicious fucking.

Carrie loved it.

Her fingers dug into the sides of the mattress, gasping for air as her face was pressed harder into the cheap nylon fabric. Mark grabbed the side of her waist and yanked it backward, slamming her body further onto his dick. He came quickly and she felt herself filled to the brim with hot, wet cum. The sensation brought her to her own climax, the rippling contraction of her cunt squeezing even more cum from Mark's dick. Carrie managed a wordless, shuddering moan, a mindless sound of need and pleasure.  

The orgasm didn't slow him in the slightest. In fact, he seemed to be thrusting faster and faster. She could feel the hard, round head of his dick, shoving brutally through the tight, wet folds of her cunt. She could feel her nipples rubbing against the rough fabric of the mattress as she was scraped roughly against it. The sensation was painful but also sent electric tingles through her chest and down to her cunt, tightening her grip on Mark's shaft as he came again.  

This time she overflowed, she could feel the cum leaking out as Mark continued to push his dick in and out of her. Then he came again, somehow still shooting thick, hot cum inside her. It flowed down her legs and dripped against the mattress.

Gasping for air, she tried to push herself up, supporting herself on her elbows. Mark shifted his grip, moving his hands up to her armpits and lifting her up without removing his dick or ceasing his endless pumping. He knelt on the mattress and pulled her upright, pressing her body against his as she bounced up and down on his dick. One hand wrapped around her throat, not tight enough to cut off her air but tight enough that she knew he could. His other hand groped roughly at her breasts.  

She came again, stomach and thighs trembling as more cum leaked out of her. She reached back and wrapped her arms around Mark's head and neck, running her hands through his golden hair.  

"You like that, bitch?" Mark snarled, panting as he continued to shove himself in and out.

"Oh fuck..." Carrie moaned, her nipples electric with pain and pleasure as Mark pulled at them. "Yes. Yes. Don't stop. I need it."  

Mark moved his hand from her neck to cover her mouth, but Carrie parted her lips and let his fingers slip into her mouth. She sucked and lipped at his thick, strong fingers as she came again, this time at the same time as Mark. She had no idea how he still had any cum left but she felt the pressure inside her increase as more filled her.

They continued this way for several minutes before Mark shoved her back down on the bed, sliding his slick shaft free. Carrie lay gasping on her back, her head hanging off the side of the bed. She was exhausted, wrung out from countless repeated orgasms. The lust inside her finally quenched.

Mark apparently did not share this feeling.  

He moved alongside the mattress and pinned her shoulders against it with his meaty hands. She tried to speak, asking for some kind of rest, some respite from the endless, rough sex. Her words were blocked when his dick slid inside her open mouth, pushing all the way to the back of her throat.

Completely exhausted, Carrie could only lay there as Mark face-fucked her with abandon. She could barely move but she felt the heat building in her breasts and pussy again. His dick stretched her jaw wide and his balls slapped against her forehead as he plunged in and out of her lips. Weakly, she slid one hand down to her cunt, fingering the cum-soaked nub of her clit.  

Back in the dining area, the three others had barely noticed the power failure as they continued their enthusiastic, athletic sex. After a final climax, Tiffany rolled off of David's face, causing him to gasp for air even as he continued to thrust his hips, pushing his cock deeper into Juliana's hot pussy.  

Tiffany's legs and arms were shaking from repeated orgasms but she managed to crawl over to Juliana. She crouched behind the taller woman and reached around, lifting and fondling her breasts, teasing the large nipples with her fingertips. This was the last stimulation Juliana needed to come again, shaking and gasping. Tiffany took advantage of the brief pause in her grinding to pull her back, grunting with the effort required to slide her off of David's cock. The condom slid off too, letting loose a flow of cum that had filled it nearly to bursting.  

Juliana made a wordless, disappointed noise and David opened his eyes, blinking in confusion. "What? Are we done already?"  

"Not yet," Tiffany shook her head, "It's just my turn now."

She turned and got down on all fours on the rug, looking at David over her shoulder and slapping her small, tight ass. David smiled and started to climb to his feet, cock twitching eagerly for more.  

"Wait... wait..." Juliana's words were slurred slightly, as though she was drunk. She waved the strip of condoms weakly, "Here, make sure... gotta make sure..."

Tiffany smiled and waved the condoms away, "Not the way I do it. Mouths are for pussies."  

She reached back and spread her cheeks, exposing her small, tight asshole. "And cocks are for asses. Got that David?"

David nodded, looking half-dead from exhaustion but clearly still more than willing to continue. He grabbed his cock and started to rub it against the taut opening while Tiffany fingered her clit with a free hand. The thick sheen of cum provided plenty of lubrication as he pushed against her asshole.

She felt the hot, slick feeling as he started to spread her open, then a tight, deep ache as he widened her even farther. She pushed back against his cock, forcing it even deeper inside her until she could feel his balls tapping against her pussy.  

Then David began to thrust, sliding in and out of her asshole with long, forceful strokes of his hips. Tiffany felt her ass tighten, squeezing against the firm shaft as she felt his thick, round head push further inside. She twirled her fingers against her pussy, slick from her juices and David's mouth. She came, squeezing tightly on David's cock and letting out a loud, gasping moan. She felt him come too, her lower back warmed from inside by the spreading warmth of his cum.  

He knew the drill by now and continued to thrust, knowing they were not nearly done.  

Tiffany's eyes were closed so she was surprised when the movement of David's hips pushed her face forward into a warm, wet surface.

"You can't leave me hanging." Juliana's husky voice made Tiffany's asshole squeeze harder on David's cock, "Be gentle, it's my first time from a woman."

"Fuck that," Tiffany growled. "I'm going to tear that pussy up."  

With that, she pressed her face into Juliana's pussy, letting David's hard, firm thrusts push her against Juliana even harder. She worked her tongue around the open, eager opening while her nose pressed against Juliana's clit. She could feel Juliana's pussy tighten with each thrust, as though she was an extension of David's cock being thrust into Juliana's eager slit. It was an amazing feeling, connecting her two lovers with her own body.

The sun was high and hot, its light glittering on the surface of the Atlantic and beating down on Ilha Anjos, red-tinged waves lapping at the beach. Inside the noon warmth was barely held back by the walls and roof and the light from the windows played on the three tangled, sleeping bodies on the carpet in the dining area. Towards the other end of the building, the sunlight shone on the window of one of the dorms but could not penetrate. The window was fogged from within by the humid heat inside. A woman's hand, tipped with chipped red nails, pressed against the fogged glass from the inside. The glass squeaked as the hand moved up and down, following the motion of its owner inside.

For miles around the ocean was bright red, spreading slowly further and further, towards the coastline.