Tomboy Island

“Go ahead,” Alex encouraged her.

“Uhm… what?”

“There is no shame here,” he said. To prove his point, he gave his cock a few pumps. Rapidly, he hardened. Near immediately, his hand was replaced by that of Yahui. The pleasantly cool touch on his cock was just a little bit surprising. The Chinese woman had, like everyone else, followed the scene with interest.

“There truly is no shame here,” she promised while masturbating her Master. “If you do not feel ready to submit, but eager to pleasure yourself to the idea, then none will judge you. Even if you choose to only indulge the fantasy, not the reality, that is fine.”

“Wow…” Sara gasped and watched the scene for a little bit.

“Go ahead,” Alex repeated with a lustful grunt. “Masturbate.”

“I-is that an order?”

“It is if you want it to be.”

Sara just blushed intensely. She gave no immediate answer, just laid down in the grass and let her hands roam between her legs. The thick thighs and backs of her hands covered what exactly she was doing and what state her womanhood was in, but between the gentle motions and the little ‘shlick’ sounds, everyone knew.

Gaze averted, Sara tried not to look at anyone. She failed, repeatedly. Her eyes stuck to a round bottom here or the variously shaped breasts there. Whenever she was caught, she swiftly moved on. Her fingers moved with increasing intensity.

“There is no shame here,” Aley repeated. “Stare if you want to.”

“O-okay…” Sara moaned. Her eyes got stuck on Evelyn first. The dragoness noticed immediately and posed for the newcomer’s delight. The tall, horned woman squeezed her large tits, then spread her cunt for Sara to see.

“This body belongs to Master’s harem. One day he’ll breed me - he’s the only man worthy to do so,” Evelyn advertised and slipped two fingers into her quim. “Ah, just the thought of it gets me so hot. He’ll pin me down however he likes and then pump me full until my womb drowns in his perfect seed!”

“Ah!” Sara moaned loudly. Stammering something, her eyes immediately moved on. She made eye contact with Ashley for a moment. The two shy women just blushed up a storm, but neither of them stopped pleasuring themselves. The entire camp was gradually engaging in acts of self-pleasure.

Only Alex was different. Alex sat next to Sara, watching her keenly, while getting a handjob from Yahui. The dark-haired gymnast was fingering herself to the rhythm of stroking his manhood. A rhythm that everyone else more or less followed.

“Oh god!” Sara cried, incapable of holding her voice in. Any semblance of embarrassment she still felt was melting away in the heat of the moment. Her eyes no longer avoided the bodies of the other women around the camp, she was actively seeking them out. She was staring at Charlotte’s midriff and Blair’s lips and Sofia’s ass, none of it with any hesitation. Her reluctant expression was replaced with a gooey smile.

“Spread your legs, I want to see,” Alex instructed.

“Y-yesssshh, Master,” Sara swooned. She may not have been ready to immediately get ‘mating pressed and marked as property’, but she certainly was eager to obey. The thick thighs of the bottom-heavy tennis player parted, revealing a virgin cunt swollen from the work of her fingers. ”I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum in front of a man’s harem!” she screamed, the tone making it obvious that it was a fantasy come true. “I’m going to.-- gonna…. C–cuuummmmhhhhhhhmmm. AHHHHH!”

Sara’s back arched off the ground, eyes rolled up, and her fingers flicked her right nipple and clit at the speed of ecstasy. All of her was tense, glistening, and erotic. Her pussy gushed with each spasm.

“OOoooo—--hhhh fuuuuuuuuuck!” she screamed, the orgasm running on and on. “I never came this haaaaaaaard befoooooooooore! Yeeeeeeeeees!”

Alex grabbed Yahui by the back of the head. He did not have to pull, she descended on his twitching manhood all on her own. Lips wrapped around the tip just in time to catch the first spurt of cum. All around the camp, women raced towards their individual orgasms to try and sync up with his.

Eleven women and one man all shared in a minute of sexual relief. Pleasure lay thick in the air,  made evident by laboured breaths and giving legs. It wasn’t until a tropical breeze rolled over the camp that things truly began to calm down.

“That’s what you can expect in this camp - and more in my harem,” Alex said.

Sara just laid in the grass and said a single word: “Awesome.”