Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2012 09:08:32 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: The Ridge. Part Five.
This story is for persons of eighteen years or over. All
comments, good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.
Part Five
Stacey was fairly skipping along as she followed Carlton up the hill
to the pool where they filled up all the cans and carefully stacked them
into two blouses. These were tied up as best they could to try and prevent
too much spillage on the way down.
They had been sitting down by the pool and he stood up and looked down
at her smiling face.
`I think you know why I wanted to come up here with you,' Stacey said,
looking more at the front of his pants than at his face.
`I reckon I did,' he smiled and she watched as he began to grow.
`Well get them pants off and let me see,' she said stretching herself
out beside the pool.
Carlton shucked his pants off for her to see his cock up and ready for
her. Stacey licked her lips and held up her hand for him to take and she
pulled him down onto the ground beside her. As they kissed, her naked
breasts up against his chest, his hand went down to the waist of her
panties but she pulled his hand up to one breast for him to rub and fondle.
She then took over and gently pushed him over till he was flat on his
back and began to kiss her way down his body. Her hand had grasped his
erection and held it upright as her kissing passed over his stomach until
she reached the base of his prick. Here her teeth took over and she began
to nibble, first round the base and worked her way up the underside, just
kissing the fiery head of his cock before nibbling her way down again.
He gave out a groan when she finally covered the head of his cock with
her mouth and began to suck on him, her tongue running round the top and
teasing the eye. Her hand now held his balls and rolled them slowly round
in their sac. She moved her body a little bit without letting her mouth
lose what she was sucking on until she was on her knees by his side.
With one hand rubbings his balls, she brought the other hand up to the
base of his cock and began rubbing that in an opposite motion to her
mouth. She alternately squeezed and sucked on him as she masturbated him
till he gave out another groan and came in her mouth. His hips were gently
bucking up as he came with her sucking and swallowing at the same time
without pausing. She loved oral sex and kept on sucking at his cock even
when he'd finished coming and when there was no more, she licked him clean,
running her tongue round the inside of his foreskin and he felt the cool
air wafting round the head as it was released from the heat of her mouth.
She smiled up at him before giving the head of his cock another kiss
before sliding back up on his body for them to kiss on the lips while he
put his arms round her.
*
They took their time getting back down with the water, Stacey carrying
less cans than him, arriving with most of the cans three quarters full. He
had Stacey give her bundle of water cans to the other group keeping the
larger stack for themselves. The others had really been thirsty and drank
half there and then, saving the rest for the morning.
Night came fast and they ate their tuna and fruit salad and drank
sparingly of the water. Carlton had remembered that Smith had said that he
would have liked to drink something stronger, but he refrained from getting
out the vodka. That would be kept for medicinal purposes only, or so he
thought.
Night was soon upon them and they crept into their shelters and this
group were tired from the treks and soon were all asleep. But before he
fell asleep, Carlton saw three glowing lights from the other group and
wondered how long that carton of cigarettes were going to last. He found
out in the morning while they were having their breakfast of which you do
not need telling what it consisted of.
Toni came across the clearing in an almost servile approach to squat
down next to Carlton.
`Er, Mr Carlton,' she began hesitantly.
`Robert, Toni. It's Robert, not Mr Carlton. Would you care for some
breakfast?' he said.
`No, no thank you. I've eaten. I...I...wondered if you had any more
cigarettes?' she asked, her eyes pleading for him to say yes. `They've gone
and smoked them all.' She was close to tears.
`All right Toni, but hide them this time,' he said as he got up and
went and got a carton out of the flight bag and gave it to her.
`Oh thank you Mr...er, Robert. I still stand by what I said last
time. If only...if, but you don't have a lighter,' tears had sprung to her
eyes again and with giving a quick kiss to the cheek, turned and fled back
to the others.
`Poor bitch. Prostituting herself for a small flame,' said Pearl sadly
and it seemed the other girls agreed with her, nodding their heads.
`Look,' Carlton began. `I don't really how to say this, but something
she said...no. It was something that she didn't say that's prompting me to
speak now. As you've gathered, we seemed to have formed into two groups,
and, well, it seems that I am giving out orders, which they are not
really. They are merely suggestions as to what we should do, like getting
water and collecting fruit etc.
I don't want you to start developing an attitude that I'm trying to be
bossy. That's the last thing I want. But to stay as a coherent group, we've
got to help each other, but will still need someone to...guide...no, that's
quite the word I'm looking for, an arbitrator isn't right either.'
`What you are skirting round is the word boss!' Tiki piped up. `Well
you're right! Someone has to be in charge or we'll finish up arguing
amongst ourselves as to who is to do what.'
`Yes,' Judy stood up to put her oar in. `I was taught a lesson
yesterday that we've all got to share, but I agree with Tiki. Someone has
got to be in charge like we were...like we were a tribe or something. We're
going to be stuck on this island for God knows how long, so we've got to
start thinking along those lines. I vote that Bob, er Robert be the chief,
headman or whatever for as long as it takes for us to be rescued.'
`I second the motion,' cried Stacey. `All those in favour?' and all
five hands went up immediately.
`Motion carried,' said Judy. `Bob gives the orders and we obey,
right?' There were nods of assent from all sitting there.
`Well, er, thank you,' Carlton said, `but if two or more of you are
not happy with this at any time, call a meeting and elect someone else. I
think I should also add that if anything happened to me, I think that James
should take over until another meeting is convened. Is this acceptable?'
Four hands went up and Carlton put his up to make it unanimous.
`Okay, let's get some fruit, nuts and I'm not talking about those over
there, and more water. I'll go for the water, and...'
`I'll come with you for that,' Pearl interrupted, which was what he
had expected and the other girls knew this too.
`Okay, now James knows where the fruit is so you can collect what you
can with Stacey and Tiki, being our nut expert,' which drew a few laughs,
`can take Judy.'
`Fruit and nut cases,' Pearl chortled and made them all laugh which
was a healthy sign as far as Carlton went.
`Okay,' he laughed, `the fruit cases can start but the nut ones hang
on a minute. Pearl, can you start to collect more empty cans for the
water please.' He went over to the flight bag and pulled out his trousers
and knotted both leg ends. These he then handed to Tiki. `Put what you
think are edible nuts in these and also collect a couple of rocks to crack
the shells with. If you find some that you're not sure of, keep them
separate. We can give those to the others to see if there are any side
effects.' She laughed and went and looped her arm through Judy's, and they
both left the shelter.
Pearl came back with a shirt full of empty cans and dropped them on
the ground and sat down to await his orders.
`I'm not stupid Pearl and I know girls talk. Are you coming because of
it?' he asked her.
`Yass'm boss! I's want a piece of de white meat dat the white trash
'as tasted!' she said with a huge smile.
`Okay,' he laughed, `but you can cut out the Harlem jive talk or
whatever it's called in that land across the pond.
`Across the pond?' she asked.
`Din'nt de white trash teach yo'm English? De pond be dat big bit o'
watter dey call de Atlantic?' and couldn't help laughing and she joined in,
her big breasts really shaking as she did so.
`Okay Pearl. Let's go and get the water and while we're up there, make
music together.' She took his hand as he pulled her to her feet, the smile
on her face was wider than a mile and she too fell under his spell and
found she was in love with him.
They went up and filled the cans with water as he had done the day
before with Stacey. With the cans full, she stood up, her eyes shining in
anticipation, her big breasts slightly heaving as he stood up, his erection
very obvious inside his pants.
`Take them off,' she said hoarsely and before his ankles were freed
from them, she was down on her knees, sucking on his throbbing cock. He'd
never fucked with a negress before and he was trembling himself with
excitement and didn't want to waste his sperm in her mouth but wanted her
lying on the ground so that he could fuck her properly.
He pulled her up off his cock and pulled her close so that he could
kiss and suck on her breasts, still doing so as he eased her down to the
ground and moved in between her open legs. She was hot and ready for him he
found as he slid inside her with consummate ease and she pulled him tight
to her body, squashing her breasts between them.
She was loving the feel of his throbbing piece inside and she used her
vaginal muscles to squeeze him.
`Not too much,' he gasped, `or I'll come too soon.' So she eased off
and let him take over and soon he was riding her in steady movements but
pulling out just enough to rasp her clit before moving back inside. It was
this expert use of his cock that soon brought her up to the point where she
just had to hang onto him tight, keeping him firmly inside as she bucked
and thrashed about in her orgasm. He too came at the same time, her body
movements forcing him to erupt and fill her with his coming.
They both heaved at each other in this coming together and the sweat
simply poured off them and their chests made sucking sounds as he lifted
himself up to look down into her shining eyes.
`Dat was some fuck man,' she panted, working her muscles on his hard
shaft still up inside her, a lovely warm glow inside her belly. `We should
do this more often.'
`Dat we will Pearl,' he said, mimicking her speech as he pulled out
and flopped over onto his back.
*
`The kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking goodly
pearls: Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all
that he had, and bought it.' Carlton quoted as he stroked her breast.
`Dat's lovely Bob. It sounds a bit familiar to me,' she said as she in
turn, stroked his chest as they lay on the ground by the water.
`It should do for it's from the Bible. St Matthew to be precise,
though I can't remember what verse. But enough, we've had our pleasure and
it's time for us to return to the other slaves.' She laughed, but got up
with him, finding and putting on her panties with him putting on his,
hiding from sight what she had just had and now loved him even more than
before.
They were the last ones back to the shelter and he was pleased at the
amount of fruit that had been collected and when he said so, Stacey grinned
at him and stuck out her tongue and he knew then that she had stopped off
for a dalliance with Smith.
Judy and Tiki were in the process of sorting out the various nuts they
had collected, making piles of each kind and he was surprised at the many
different varieties they had collected, still having a leg and a half to
sort through. As before, he told Pearl to take over the smaller bundle of
water cans to the other group.
He sat down and took his shoes and socks off and pulled out the flight
bag to put them away and was immediately suspicious that the bag seemed so
light. He was right when he opened it to find that all the cigarettes as
well as the two bottles of vodka had been taken.
He sat there and shook with rage, not daring to get up until he had
calmed himself down for his first thought that Toni had told them. But when
she had sat next to him that morning she had been, so it seemed to him,
afraid of the others of her group. If, he reasoned, that they had been
taking the cigarettes off her, she wouldn't divulge exactly where she was
getting them from and so deprive herself of a certain supply. Christ, he
thought, I'm becoming like Smith, a matter that we haven't yet divulged but
will at the appropriate time. He didn't think any of his group would have
told them of the stash of cigarettes and booze, though they shouldn't have
known about them, only Tiki knew.
Her he discounted too at seeing her interaction with the group and the
only solution left was that someone from the other group had seen him get
and pass the carton over to Toni. It was the only sane answer and he sat
and boiled inside at this theft considering all the water that he had
carried down for them.
He called the others to him and had them sit down and told them of
what had been stolen from the flight bag. He could tell by their faces that
they were as shocked as he was.
`The medical kit?' Tiki asked.
`That's still there. Only the vodka and cigarettes were taken,' Carlton
said.
`I wished you'd said before you had vodka in there,' Smith said
wistfully.
`I can't let this pass without doing anything,' Carlton said, at which
point Pearl joined them crying.
`He hit me! That bastard King hit me,' she sobbed, her breasts
heaving. `He didn't want nigger piss he said and hit me. I dropped the
blouse and most of the water came out of the cans. I tried to save it...'
and she burst into fresh tears as Judy and Tiki put their arms about her.
`That's it!' Carlton said, standing up. `I'm just about getting fed up
with his racism and this stealing when we are giving them what we have
garnered.'
`No!' both Judy and Tiki cried, but as they had their arms around
Pearl at that precise moment, couldn't reach out to restrain him. He strode
across the clearing and King got up to meet him.
`Well, well if it isn't the Limey looking as if he means business?'
King sneered.
`Who stole the cigarettes and vodka?' Carlton demanded.
`Cigarettes? Vodka? We didn't know you had such luxuries over there? I
thought it was share and share alike? Were you hoarding them for your own
purposes Limey?'
`What about the water?' knowing he wasn't going to get a truthful
answer about the theft.
`Nigger piss? We don't want that here. By the way, we saw you go off
this morning with her. Did get a piece of her black ass? For that's the way
you should do it. We don't like Limey niggers where we come from.'
That was when Carlton hit him. His right fist was straight into the
solar plexus and a left hook caught him under the chin as he began to
double over. Carlton saw him go down but didn't see him get up, for
un-noticed by him, he hadn't seen Drew move round behind him. The piece of
branch which was like a club caught Carlton on the back of the head,
splitting his skin and sending him to his knees.
Liam jumped in then and kicked him in the ribs while Drew hit him
again with his club. Smith flew across the clearing and managed to land one
on Liam before being clubbed himself by Drew. By this time, King had got to
his feet and had a kick at Carlton. Smith managed to stay on his feet and
caught the club as Drew tried to hit him again but he was brought down by
John the Australian, who by this act had now cast in his lot with King.
The girls of Carlton's group were horrified at the dastardly attack
from behind by Drew and by the time they had got their wits together, it
was over. Carlton had risen once more from the sand, spitting out blood.
`You want to be King of the island? Well you're mistaken. The only
title you'll get will be King Kong you fucking great ape!' King kicked him
once again in the head, using his heel that sent Carlton to sleep, which if
his foot had been booted, might have actually killed him. Smith too had
been beaten to the ground by Liam and John but remained conscious.
`Get this shit and the rest of them off this side of the island,' King
roared. `Thrown them over the ridge and let them live that side! Let them
know that I am going to be King of this island!' and he went roaring at
Carlton's girls, scattering them as he ran to their shelter and began to
rip it apart, aided by Drew, Liam and John.
Tiki, she was blessed later, had the foresight to grab the flight bag
as they scattered and watched the frenzied destruction of their
shelter. Pearl, prudently kept in the background as Stacey and Judy ran to
try and pick up Carlton, but could only begin to drag him away from that
side of the clearing. They received unwanted help when the men, after
wrecking their sleeping quarters grabbed hold of him and carried him to the
ridge and, with some effort, manage to get him up on top and then throw him
over to the other side.
Smith managed to avoid this by being helped by Tiki, they had faded
away into the trees and by a roundabout way, came upon the sobbing girls as
they carried Carlton's bloodied body up to the tree line.
War had been declared!
*
Carol became the first casualty, three days later. Not from this so
called war but it was linked.
After being thrown over the ridge, the girls half carried and dragged
Carlton about fifty yards along the beach before they turned into the
trees. Smith, half conscious, when he and Tiki came out of the trees on
their side of the ridge, had staggered along with them and collapsed
himself when the girls stopped.
Judy, being a nurse had taken on the task of seeing to the two men
with Tiki helping her. They made a rough bed of leaves and with the help of
the medicine box, was able to staunch the blood from various cuts and
abrasions. Carlton's scalp had been split and with the wound being cleaned
with antiseptic and coated with iodine, was tightly bandaged, hoping that
without sewing needles, the scalp would join and heal itself. His face as
well as his chest bore many bruises from the kicking and it was fortunate
that he didn't suffer from any broken ribs. It was the blow to the head
from behind that worried Judy the most, hoping that he wasn't suffering
from concussion, or worse, liable to suffer a haemorrhage or a brain
clot. Having done all she could for him for the time being, turned her
attention to Smith, him at least being coherent whereas Carlton was at the
moment, comatose.
Apart from a thumping headache, split lip, two cuts to the cheek and a
bruised shoulder, Smith was declared fit for light duties by Judy after a
night's rest. Being a nurse and having effectively the two commanders under
her care, assumed charge and began to give directions to the others.
The first being that as it didn't look like rain, she would lead the
others back over the ridge in the early hours of the morning to salvage
whatever they could of their shelter and steal as much food as they could
carry. With both men out of action for the time being, she held a council
of war.
`All we want is basically the food we left behind and whatever
clothing that was there too. Imagine yourselves as commando's on a night
raid.'
`Do I have to black up my face like in the movies?' Pearl asked, which
lightened the tension as they laughed.
`Leave the other group alone. We'll let Bob or Smith sort them out
later,' Judy said.
`Smith?' Stacey asked. `I know him as James, like Pearl,' and she
laughed.
`My turn will come don't you worry,' she smiled. `Bob said I could
later,' as if that was the only reason she hadn't had him yet when the real
truth was the lack of opportunity.
The raid, if it could be called that was successful in that they
managed to get over half of the tinned tuna, water cans and all their fruit
and salvaged the main props of their old shelter.
At first light, Tiki and Pearl went up to the pool and filled what
empty cans they had got the night before. Smith was later pronounced fit by
Judy who promptly took him to one side and claimed the right to call him
James. He then took charge to let Judy look after Carlton and organised the
building of another shelter. This took the rest of them all day and by
nightfall they were able to sleep under cover.
In spite of Judy having had some time with Smith to be able to call
him James, spent the night caring for Carlton, wiping his forehead and
trying to get water through his lips, hoping and praying that he would pull
through.
It was late on the following day that he opened his eyes and was
welcomed back into the land of the living and gently fed some pulped fruit,
leaving out the tuna. He managed a smile which made Judy's heart leap for
he recognised her and was now content that he would survive.
The fact that Smith humped Tiki in the shelter that night went by
without comment as she was then the last to be able to call him James.
When, became the joke between the girls, would Bob call Smith, James?
Or vice versa? Judy was not amused. What made her happy was that Bob was
now coherent in his speech and wanted to know what had happened and had
felt ashamed that the man he was out to destroy had come to his rescue.
This enigma will be divulged in its proper sequence, but he was pleased at
what they had done to stay as a group.
*