Stranded on an Island With a Little Girl/Chapter 2

Several days had passed and no one had come for them. Every day John built a fire with wood and twigs he collected so that passers-by would notice it. But in recent days he had stopped doing that too. He realized that if anyone was going to come to their rescue, it would not be soon. So he decided to focus on daily chores. He had found a pond a little inland from the island and used coconut shells to carry water to their shelter. Every day he improved the shelter a little more. Now it was almost as functional as a small apartment. It was hot and so he usually only wore shorts. The problem was... Beste had also started wearing shorts. John already couldn't stop looking at her because they were alone on the island, and now he would have to endure her fully exposed legs. At least he was trying to look at her without her noticing, but it was getting harder and harder to resist the feelings growing inside him. In the evening he lit the fire and started cooking the fish he had caught. At the same time Beste sat down opposite him. Beste sat with her legs up and was opening and closing them slightly. It was obvious that she was only doing this because she was bored while waiting, but John had pitched the tent because of the view in front of him. At first he tried to look at her without showing it, then he ignored it and stared between Beste's legs. Her shorts were stretched out from the sitting position and were sticking to her pussy. John couldn't take his eyes anywhere. His eyes would sometimes roam over her legs and then refocus his gaze between them. He didn't even realize that he had dropped the branch he was holding to move the wood in the fire. As he kept looking at the same place, Beste's legs straightened and started to approach him. When they were close to him, he felt something shake his shoulder and woke up.

"John!"

Beste was beside him, nudging him and trying to wake him up.

"How long have I been calling you, don't you hear me?"

John looked at her face in surprise.

"What?"

"I was calling out to you and you went off somewhere. Is there something where I'm sitting?"

John didn't answer.

"Whatever. I was asking if we were going to eat fish again."

John came to his senses.

"Uh, well, yes. I caught fish again today."

"What happened to you? Did something happen?"

"Sorry?"

"You were so lost in thought, you didn't even hear me. Your eyes wandered over to where I was sitting."

"Something caught my eye."

"What?"

"Well... How should I put it..."

Beste was looking at him with a meaningless look.

"The new shorts you're wearing... Well... Very eye-catching."

John still had a hard-on so he wanted to move on. Beste's face showed signs of anxiety.

"So you like them?"

"More like... I like your legs."

Beste's face suddenly turned red and she took two steps back. A look of fear was slowly spreading across her face. She seemed unable to speak, even though she wanted to. She clasped her hands in front of her. John immediately recognized the fear on her face. But he thought she would not understand what he meant.

"Beste, look... When we men are around women too much, certain feelings arise in us. I don't know how to explain it to you, but my body is..."

John looked at her and saw nothing but fear on her face. He realized that she was not willing, so he stopped explaining and walked towards her. As he started walking towards her, Beste screamed and tried to run away, but John grabbed her by the arm at the last moment.

"John! Johnnn!!! Please let me go!!!"

Tears were flowing from her eyes and she begged and begged. John was too ecstatic to listen to her. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and started kissing her neck and squeezing her breasts with his hands. Beste kept trying to get free. After a while John slapped Beste and she fell to the floor.

"Don't move!"

Beste kept begging and begging.

"John please let me go, I won't wear shorts again John please!"

John bent down and tore off Beste's shirt, pulling it hard, and started licking her breasts. Beste turned her head to the side crying as John licked her breasts. John slowly moved down to remove her shorts, but Beste fought back by moving her legs. John slapped Beste hard again.

"I said don't move!"

Beste stopped moving. John took off her shorts and then her panties and looked at her exposed pussy with his eyes wide open. Then he came closer and started licking it. Beste felt no pleasure because of her fear. After another lick, John stood up to take off his shorts, but just then Beste made one last attempt to escape. John quickly grabbed her again and put her on her back on the floor.

"There is no escape today, Beste! Stop crying and stop running away!"

Beste started to tremble. She started screaming when John took off his shorts and exposed his cock.

"No, no! Not again, no!"

John didn't even hear her. He bent down, grabbed Beste by the legs and started rubbing his penis against her pussy. Then he slowly pushed his penis in. Beste let out a short scream. She tore the grass, which she was holding tightly. John closed his eyes and lifted his head and started moving back and forth. His penis was moving very easily. He looked up at Beste.

"I guess I'm not the first."

Beste said nothing. She raised her head from where she was lying, trying to look in horror at the penetration of the penis. Intermittently she would cry out in pain and close her eyes, then moan and look at the same place again. John continued in this way for a while, then grabbed Beste, turned her over and entered her again in the doggy position. Beste was looking back with her head down. All she saw were two legs moving. John was getting faster. When he pushed his penis all the way in, a little more than half of it was in. He was holding Beste's hips with his hand. He leaned forward and grabbed her breasts. Beste was so small that he could hold every part of her body. When he felt his penis start to tingle, he sped up. He was already moaning with pleasure as he felt it spreading from his cock all over his body. He immediately pulled out his penis and ejaculated on Beste's back. He was out of breath. When he came to, he looked at Beste. Her pussy was turned towards him and she couldn't move because of the sperm on her back. Normally in such situations people would think inwardly "what have I done?" but that didn't happen to John. He put his cock back in and started moving back and forth.