Island of the Goddess Ch. 01
Date: 20.01.2010Keywords: the, Ch., 01, Goddess, of, Island,
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"Copyright © 2006, BarondeSade. ALL Rights Reserved.
An erotic fantasy from the pen of BarondeSade..."
*Part One – The Legend of the Goddess*
Laura and Larry were eighteen and this was their last vacation with their parents before they left for college. Larry wondered why his parents had chosen this god-forsaken island out in the middle of nowhere. Why not Las Vegas or some place that had some action? But their parents had said something about spending some quality time with them before he and his sister left for college. But this? Nowhere to go. Nothing to do. And worst of all, no tail for a whole week. He would go stir crazy by tomorrow.
Larry stood in the cockpit looking down onto the deck of the Rio Linda.
He couldn't take his eyes off the two scantily-clad women who stood by the rail watching the water rush by as the boat skimmed along.
One of the women was his mother, Monica, and the other was his twin sister, Laura. The two women he most adored in the whole world. His girlfriend, Gina came in a distant third, he thought to himself, but she was a good piece of pussy. But his feelings toward his mother and sister weren't the purest of feelings. In fact, they were downright dirty. He could remember being overly drawn to his mother even as a child. He was so possessive of her, he would cry and pitch a fit every time she left the room. And this probably brought on his displacement of some of his deviant attraction to his twin sister, Laura. Being twins, they were together almost all of the time as they grew up, so it was not unusual that they developed a strong bond. But all this had changed when Larry reached puberty.
When he began to notice that boys and girls were different, his feelings toward his mother and sister had mutated into a sick, aberrant craving. A sick and perverted longing that had only grown over the years until now it was his constant companion. He was always lurking about, peeking and trying to catch a glimpse of his mother naked. He had succeeded only once, catching her as she was stepping out of the shower. He had carried that image around in his head all these years, using it for whack-off inspiration on many occasions.
It was different with his sister. He had seen her naked many times. They had played doctor as most young children do. Then as she got older, she had even let him play with her titties and they'd even done some heavy petting a couple of times, but much to his chagrin, Laura had always chickened out at the last moment. And by the time he thought he was making some headway in that direction, Laura had started going steady and he had met his girlfriend, Gina.
Gina was one of those girls that dropped down onto her back and threw her legs apart at the slightest provocation. So, sex became a daily activity for the two eighteen-year-olds then, which quieted but did not cure his attraction to his mother and sister. Laura was still a target in his mind, but at least Gina took the edge off the craving. But his thoughts always came back to his sister when he wasn't fantasizing about his mother. Maybe now, he sickly thought, now that she was a young woman, and they were going to be on the island, isolated from the rest of the world, maybe he could get lucky. Maybe good old Josh had broken her in for him and showed her how much fun fucking could be.
Now with Gina gone and unable to have his daily fix of pussy, he was already growing hornier by the hour...
As the boat roared along, Larry finally took his eyes off the women and walked over to the Mexican captain of the cabin cruiser. He watched as the captain steered the boat toward their destination. The island they were heading for wasn't even a speck on the horizon, as they still had two more hours to go before they reached it.
"So why do they call this island the 'Island of the Goddess'?" Larry asked him over the rumble of the engine.
"Oh, like father, like son," the captain smiled. "Your father was asking me the same thing earlier."
"And? What is the story?"
"It is a long story, my friend," the captain told him. "Do you wish to hear it?"
"Yeah, sure, I'm not going anywhere for a couple of hours," Larry laughed.
"Si, this is true," the captain laughed with him.
"Well, a long time ago, the island was inhabited by a tribe that called themselves Amorians. They were a peaceful, fun-loving people who had little use for today's morals. There was no marriage or any other sexual restriction for the adults of the island. Any man could pursue any woman to satisfy his sexual urges. And the women were free to do the same with the men. But the young boys and the young girls were kept in isolated villages until they reached the age of eighteen. I can only imagine how difficult that must have been, but it is said that they did so," the captain said, stopping for a moment to give the steering wheel a slight turn.
"Then, when a boy and girl reached the age of eighteen, they were taken to the idol of the goddess, Amoura. Once there, in front of the whole village, the girl would be placed on the goddess's alter. Then the boy would mount her and take away her virginity right in front of everyone. It is said that there is the blood of a thousand virgin girls and the essence of a thousand virgin boys on the altar. It is also said, that the goddess would then bless all those on the island by making the boy and girl sexually irresistible to the people of the island. Thus, a two-week bacchanal of lust and sex would ensue and last until every member of the tribe had copulated with the couple. Also, it is purported that the air on the island has aphrodisiacal properties."
"Holy shit," Larry cursed. "I wish to hell I had lived on the island back then."
"But it was too good to be true," the captain sadly said, shaking his head. "Another tribe from another island attacked the island and killed every single person on the island, including boys and girls."
"Damn, that was pretty bloodthirsty," Larry groaned.
"Yes it was," the captain said, turning and frowning at Larry. "But it is said that the goddess still rules the island. And since there are no virgins left, she rewards any who have the courage to display their sexual prowess on her altar. Any who do, become irresistible to anyone on the island."
"Aw, come on," Larry snickered, looking at the captain, trying to figure if he was pulling his leg or what.
"I thought the same thing," the captain said with a straight face, "until one night. That day, I had taken three young American señoritas over to the island. One of the young women seemed to be taken by my charm and good looks. She convinced me to stay over with her that night. The other young ladies seemed to be of another sexual persuasion and were quite taken with each other. Anyway, to make the story shorter, the young lady and I had a fling on the goddess's altar. Then, when we got back to the campsite, the other two women wouldn't let me leave until I serviced them, too. Quite a night, my friend, quite a night."
"Really?" Larry grinned smugly, glancing down on the main deck at his mother and sister as they stood by the railing looking out over the bow.
"Well, that is what is said," the captain laughed, tweaking the wheel and making a small change in their course. "But who knows."
"Do you really think it works?" Larry asked, letting his eyes wander over his mother's body as she stood with her back to him holding onto the railing.
"Me, I think that the talk of the idol is true," the captain said, following Larry's eyes down to his mother.
"She is a beautiful lady," the captain said appreciatively as he gazed at her.
"Yes, she is," Larry smirked, openly gawking at his mother's beautiful ass.
There was little hiding its perfection from him as the thong bikini she wore did almost nothing to cover the creamy, tan smoothness of her delectable ass.
"And the other señorita? Your hermana? Your sister?" the captain asked him as he leered down at Laura.
"Yeah, she's my sister," Larry grinned, swinging his eyes over to Laura. "My twin sister."
"Twin? You do not look like twins," the captain chortled, running his eyes up and down Larry's muscular body, then back down to Laura's shapely body. "She is much prettier than you, my friend."
"Thanks," Larry laughed, running his eyes over his sister's pert little butt jutted out beside his mother's.
His mother's butt was mature, more rounded; while Laura's was youthfully rounded, it was smaller and almost boyish in appearance. But both of them were enough to keep any man's attention.
"I envy you, on the one hand," the captain smirked, "being on the island with two such beautiful women all week long. But then again, I'm afraid that it would be enough to drive me crazy knowing there was nothing I could do about it because they were my mother and sister."
"Yeah, if there was only a way to get rid of my old man," Larry joked, "then I would be in hog heaven."
"You're a naughty boy," the captain laughed, not knowing that Larry meant every word he said. "A very naughty boy to think that way about your mother and sister. Such a naughty boy."
"Hell, look at them," Larry complained. "How the hell could I not think about them like that?"
"I can see what you mean," the captain cackled, finally brining his eyes back up to the horizon. "Such beautiful Señoritas."
"Si, Señor," Larry laughed.
"By the way," Larry said, "did you tell my father the story?"
"No, I told him the shortened, tourist story," the captains said, reaching up and tweaking his mustache.
"What's that story?" Larry asked him.
"That if a couple does it on the altar, the man will never lose his virility, and the woman will never lose her looks."
"Oh," Larry chuckled. "You think he believed you?"
"Who knows, Señor, who knows, but would that I were in his shoes. Your mother, she is a beautiful woman."
Larry didn't like the way the captain was leering at his mother, but he was right. She was definitely a good looking woman, Larry thought as he looked down at her.
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Keywords: the, Ch., 01, Goddess, of, Island,