Tomboy Island

They went back the way they came. They chatted little during the walk, mostly focused on making it from shade to shade. When it was high noon, they had arrived by the spot where jungle met the shore. The water had come back in, separating them from the camp.

“I swam around in there all happy the other day,” Charlotte hummed. “Now I know that there’s some weird starfish in there…”

“For what it’s worth, they don’t strike me as fast enough to grab someone swimming by,” Alex said.

“You’re the expert, you pummeled two of them to death.”

“Do we want to head over right now?” Tess asked.

Alex shook his head. They had walked for the better part of the past five hours. “Let’s sit down and eat. I don’t want to swim on an empty stomach.”

“Eat what?” Tess followed his outstretched arm to a nearby treetop. Now that Alex knew that there were edible fruits, he had gotten quite apt at spotting them. A quick climb had three of them tossed to the ground. “You don’t need to wolf it down like that.”

The comment was in reference to Charlotte, who stuffed the fruit into her face. “If I don’t who makes sure that Alex swims on empty balls, hm?”

Before either of them could answer, his private slut had already sat down in his lap. Ass pressed against him, cock between her clenched thighs, she smirked over her shoulder. His cock had been at half mast and now rose to full might. Her pink lips glistened with fruit juice. She was waiting for him to give the go-ahead, obedient as she was under all that playful exterior.

Alex grabbed her by the waist, kissed her, and raised her up enough to align her with the tip of his manhood. When she sunk back down, her tight cunt was slowly enveloping him. “Oh god, I need this,” he realized loudly.

“Yeah we do,” Charlotte moaned.

What followed was a swift affair. Tess fed him the remaining fruit, while Charlotte rode him at a leisurely pace. She picked up for a stretch, bringing herself to orgasm, then let Tess tag in instead. The goth did much the same and he came when she did. All of that only took about seven minutes. Sometimes, everyone involved was just too horny to last.

Afterwards they lingered under the tree. The two women rested against his shoulders. Feeling like a king, he casually kneaded their tits, while they traced the contours of his chest with their fingers.

“Is this how every day is going to be?” Charlotte asked, hopeful. “Great sex, no worries?”

“Doubtful,” Tess answered. “I don’t have experience with relationships, but I do know a bit more about people.”

“Tell me, wise one.”

Tess rolled her eyes. “I just mean that we’re already six and this guy.” She tapped Alex on the nose. “Was very open about wanting all fifteen of us. There’s going to be issues, one way or another, and that’s before we get back to civilization.”

“Right, so, solution: stay here.”

“Do you want to give birth in a jungle?”

That made Charlotte shut up immediately. Her playful smile dropped as the implication dawned on the young woman. Tess was almost thirty, she thought about these things. Charlotte was just twenty, she did not.

“I’m committed to making this work,” Tess stated, more to herself than either of them. “I… like being alone, always did, but when I’m with you I somehow feel like I am as safe as when I am alone and I don’t get exhausted talking to you.”

“I definitely feel something no one else ever made me feel,” Charlotte agreed with the sentiment. “It’s so easy being with you… not just you, Alex, everyone. It’s like… all of us being tied together by this shared desire for one guy removes so much of the usual social stress.”

“Helps that none of us are girly girls,” Tess said with some very real disdain. “God, I hate people that don’t say what they mean.”

“I know right!”

“Girls,” Alex chimed in. “Can we stay on that topic for a little bit longer? What are we going for? Because I am obviously twice as committed to making this work as you are.”

“Nuh-uh,” Charlotte disagreed, to Tess’ amusement. “Seriously though, I just want this to be… uncomplicated?”

“Whatever happens, the last thing I want out of this harem is for it to turn into another clique of bitchy women gossiping,” Tess agreed.

‘This is why tomboys are the best,’ Alex thought to himself and nodded. “Right, keep things open and straightforward. I don’t see this working any other way either.”

“Maybe we should start having a tradition to talk about our feelings or something at the end of each day?” Charlotte made a sour expression. “Urgh, that sounds so gay.”

“It’s not a bad idea,” Alex assured her. “Biggest question is how we keep going after we make it back.”

“We’ll need to keep it out of the media for a little while,” Tess said honestly. “Most of the girls here are Olympians and us being part of a, technically, feminist organization is going to be so annoying if it gets out.”

“Right, so we should have some kind of agreed strategy? Everyone decides that the crash took them out of the sport’s game and we put all of our savings together and retreat to somewhere in the middle of nowhere?”

“Combined, all of us should have quite a bit of money,” Tess hummed. “Evelyn is filthy rich, I can tell you that much. Three gold medals get a woman a lot of sponsorships, especially with her looks.”

Alex knew he had seen her face on advertising before. “I have a good amount of savings as well. Bonus of being a pilot is that I paid very little rent over the past few years. Plus, the UN pays well. Charlotte?”

“I am flat broke… what, you thought I was responsible with my stipends? Have you met me?”

“...I’ll spank some fiscal responsibility into you in due time,” Alex decided. “That aside… this probably is easier in theory than I thought. We definitely should have some money between the seven of us. Means the difficult part is… staying bonded, so to say.”

“Fifteen is a big number and I don’t know how any of us will feel about it when the rose-tinted glasses come off…” Tess nuzzled against him. “I hope they never come off…”

“I hope they do come off,” Alex said, to the surprise of both girls. “I don’t want to be your chosen Master just because I happened to be the guy that fulfilled your kinks. I want to be your Master because I prove, each and every day, that I’m worth staying with - all of the drawbacks and benefits of a harem included.”

“...Okay, I’m gonna say it,” Charlotte leaned up to him and whispered. “I love you.”

The three words made Alex’s heart flutter. “Hey, I was first!” Tess complained. “I love you too, Master!”

His response was muffled by all the kisses that followed.

Yet again, good news was visible from a distance and yet again they had the colour red.

Bright red hair shone under the afternoon sun. She wore it messy which, under regular circumstances, Alex would have attributed to them being stranded on a tropical island. Considering almost everyone else was doing fine on that end, the man of the island had to assume this was just her natural style.

She was pale, not quite as pale as Tess or Ashley, but pale. Decently sized breasts and a toned body were on open display. She turned to them as they approached, focusing on them with green eyes. A hand on her hips, the tall woman waited for them to get closer.

“Who is that?” Alex whispered to Tess. As gym manager, she knew every one of the girls to some degree.

“Blair… she did horseback riding.”

Alex bit back the immature joke about her riding him. He was trying to build a harem here, not to sound like an awkward teenager. He put it in his pocket for later. There was a time and a place for making dumb jokes, but the first meeting wasn’t it.

“So glad to see another survivor,” Alex said, and he meant it. “Alex, former co-pilot. I apologize for us being in this mess.” He extended a hand in greeting.

Blair glanced at it, at his expression, then took it. One shake and she loosened her grip again. “Name is Blair. From what I heard, you were the just the co-pilot.”

“I was but I could have protested more.” Alex shook his head. “I’ll take my part of the blame. Fortunately, most of us only lost our clothes in the crash.” It felt a bit macabre to make jokes about it when a man had died, but what else could he do at this point?

The redhead took the joke with a light chuckle. That was accomplishment enough for Alex. She seemed like a tense person. “Lucky you,” she stated plainly, glancing for a moment at his cock. He was getting an erection, he couldn’t help it. If anything, she seemed flattered by it. Neither of them chose to mention it. “I heard you have designs on our lifestyle? A harem?”

Alex just nodded. There was no way she would have been here for hours and not been told about what had happened. Either she had taken it well or decided to ignore questions about it until later. The remark that followed made the former more likely.

“Can’t believe you got hitched before me, Charlotte.”

“Well, ya know, sometimes a stud comes along and fucks the party lifestyle out of you,” the French tomboy answered casually.

“You two know each other?” Alex asked.

“We went out together to hit the clubs a few times,” the swimmer informed.

“Not an option out here, obviously. I’m not interested in joining your harem project, but I heard non-committal sex was on offer?”

Alex slowly nodded. He did not much like the way she looked at him at this point. For a moment, he experienced how many women must have felt when men leered at them. With Valeria, there had always been undertones that she was interested in a bit more and Yahui was dignified about her indecision. Blair inspected him like a piece of meat for consumption.

There was no reason he had to take that though.

“To be clear, I’m open to make this stay more fun for both of us,” he told her, “but I am not the pump and dump kind of guy. You don’t want to be part of my harem, that’s completely fine, but I won’t be looked at as a meat dildo either.”

Blair tilted her head at that. Her green eyes reflected a degree of respect. “Alright. I’ll keep that in mind before I ask for anything… is he worth it?”

“You have no idea how good the kisses are.”

“Hm,” Blaire hummed, all of the objectifying bits of her gaze removed and replaced with a mixture of genuine interest and stoic control. Then, she suddenly switched topics. “Evelyn, Valeria and Ashley are out getting more food.”

“Alright, we can wait a minute,” Alex said and they walked up to camp.