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This is not an advertisement for the scat island, but instead description and narration of activities and events that take place there. Somewhere in pacific, there is this island not shown in any maps and can hardly be seen on google-maps! The island has a rim of narrow yellow sand beach and in the middle it is mainly green. On one side the island is slightly elevated like a small hill, and where this elevation starts, there is a small plain strip where woods are less and if you look down closely, you may see a few small houses, about 4 in all and surprisingly one of them is actually kind of a villa built with bricks and etc almost resembling a house built in 1970s.
There are about 16 people inhabiting the entire island and amongst them they have made one leader who mainly dictates the rest of them. There are about 12 females and 4 males. The males are mainly of African origin, except one, and generally they do all the heavy works of moving things, collecting food, fetching water, building things etc. The nearest place having civilized habitation is about 30 miles by the ocean. The ladies mainly do the cooking, cleaning and have a lot of fun together.
The leader of the people of scat island is a South american, probably from Venezuela, with a gorgeous body and she is called as 'Diana' by few of the ladies and 'mistress' in general. In order to survive in an island with limited resources, the people there have become highly disciplined and live simple lives. Every resource is of utmost value and therefore hardly anything is wasted. Not even the human wastes!
With such a hard life, survival demands relaxation and fun and these people have learned to have both! There is only one relationship that prevails: master and slave. However, in this island the roles are often switchable...a master may become a slave and a slave can be a master. There is an exception, though, that the four guys always remain slaves! Another exception is that Diana, the leader, always remain mistress.
Her age would be about 45 and she enjoys an almost goddess-like worshiping as the leader. The youngest person is a girl of about 18 from Nigeria who is called Kamani. There are people from all over the globe: from Germany, Japan, Brazil, Italy, Spain, Istanbul, Thailand, Bangladesh, New Zealand, US, Russia, Czeck and even one from Hawaii! How on earth such a variety of people came to this island is not known and how they have developed mutual bond and communication is a mystery, but lets not dwell much on that here.
There is a fourth guy apart from those three black colored hunks and he is an Asian by origin, but arrived here from Chile and is named Kamal. He is a small man but with a well stocked body and huge stamina. However, among all slaves of this island, he is at the same time the most heavily in-demand and apparently remains in the most miserable conditions most of the time. He is the main scavenger guy! His entire existence in this island depends on filth and degradation. The entire story narrated here would have this guy as a central object.
The people in this island have a number of events celebrated to get rid of the monotony. There are competitions among the girls, masters and slaves that take place frequently. There are monthly farting championship among ladies, fart sniffing championship among the slaves, competitions such as who can piss continuously for the longest time, longest distance covered by the piss, the loudest fart, the smelliest fart, the longest fart, the thickest turd, the smelliest turd, the longest turd, the tightest turd and so on. There are obviously more frequent tournaments on drinking piss, eating shits etc. There are other tournaments as well such as 'frequent fucker award', mistress of the week, slave of the week, etc.
These people have no toilet constructed on this island. While greedy and hungry mouths are plenty, who needs to worry about toilets? Following are two pages of how a day is spent on the island. The pages are selected at random. One describes a day as seen by a lady from Italy named Carla and the other as seen by the miserable slave Kamal.
A MORNING OF CARLA
The morning started late, Sun was already quite hot and Carla found herself inside one of the small huts lying next to a brunette from Bangladesh whose name was Ayesha. She remembered the kind of wild group sex she and Ayesha had with one of the black guys. It was getting late and Carla was already feeling some pressure inside her tummy. So she got up and went outside towards the morning worshiping spot which was about 50 meters from the hut.
After reaching there, Carla found the place almost empty except Diana. Diana
looked gorgeous as always and greeted her with a kind smile "Late for the
morning, hah? Never mind, come darling give your morning kiss" and she turned
round and bent to make her fantastic tanned ass to bulge with an erotic
invitation towards Carla.
Carla got behind on her knees and grabbed the large cheeks of Diana's ass and first inhaled deeply by putting the nose close between the cheeks and then gave a wet and passionate kiss right on Diana's big ass hole. Diana blessed her with a loud volume of stinky gas in return which made Carla's day brighter. "Would you feed me Diana?" asked Carla with feeble expectation. "No my dear, you are late, the slaves and your sisters have already taken everything from me. Lets see if I can manage something in the afternoon for you". Then she clapped and shouted for a slave and a black one came out from the nearby woods. "Hey there, see Carla has got up...serve her" and with that Diana walked away swaying her heavy ass.
The black man was frantically chewing the first piece of turd that came out of Carla's ass when Ayesha joined her with still heavy eyes. "Hi Ayesha mmmfff (another piece of turd was forced out) good morning dear" Carla was surprised to see that Ayesha brought another slave with her. She vaguely recognized the slave as the one who fucked her last night with Ayesha. Ayesha started peeing in the mouth of this slave and yawned. "Did you see the Mistress?" asked Ayesha with a loud fart. But before Carla could reply, suddenly Ayesha got angry with her slave "You idiot, why did you not sniff the smell? You lazy bastard...have you forgotten your place? You are polluting this island!
Now lie down you bag of scum and open your filthy moth for me" with that she squatted over the face of her apologetic slave. Her large brown oily round ass came down on the poor slave's open mouth and she put her whole body weight on his face. She appeared really angry with him and so she tried to punish him. A series of loud and prolonged fart was blown inside the open mouth followed by slimy shit. Carla smiled at her and patted Ayesha's back. By this time she was done and her slave was licking her ass clean. "OK dear, see you later, I have to cook today" said Carla and went towards the only brick-house on the island.
ANOTHER EPISODE OF MISERY FOR KARIM
Karim was on his knees and grabbing the two very large and firm globes of heavy ass cheeks of a German lady called Helena. His face was buried between those heavy masses of flesh and his tongue was inside the smelly hole in between them. He was sucking frantically. He was pressed hard for time, three other ladies were waiting for his morning service. All of them were angry with him. Helena was swaying her big ass as if to tease him, but Karim was determined and his mouth was stuck on Helena's ass hole like a leech! It was a very filthy and erotic sight: Karim's head swaying behind Helena's ass with the swaying movement of his mistress.
Two ladies grabbed Helena; one grabbed her hair and the other her hand. One of them, a Brazilian named Candy slapped her and shouted "You bitch, why are you wasting time? Just dump your filth fast." "I-I am trying mistress, I think something is coming out" replied Helena. "It better should come fast or I will dump my wastes in your mouth" retorted the other lady from Istanbul. Then came a loud fart out of Helena's ass and Karim just gulped it immediately, nobody could know the smell. The sucking became even more intense. The fourth lady from Spain slapped Karim's erect penis and yelled "Suck harder you pig! You can't even draw the turds out! Useless dirt-bag!"
Finally a moist thick turd came down the bowels of Helena and Karim sucked it eagerly inside his mouth. But it was too large and he was suffocated and started to cough. But the poor slave could not even cough as his mouth was full and buried with force in the large solid ass of Helena. The Spanish lady was pushing his head hard to Helena's ass. He almost choked.
Frantically he chewed the turd with the speed of a hurricane and gulped the rest. The other ladies wer very impatient and angry by now. They decided that they could not wait longer so asked Karim to lie down with open moth and they squatted on his face and started to force their shit out on his face. Poor Helena had to suffer too. She had to drink their piss one by one.
Soon Karim's face was drowned with all types of shit. The Spanish had a very messy liquid dark shit with stinking smell. The Brazilian had three large lumps of solid turd with slightly greenish color. The lady from Istanbul had a lot of farts coming out which Helena had to suck first and then very filthy looking long pieces of turds with very rough texture and slimy coating with very foul smell. Finally Helena had to clean their asses. Poor Karim spent the next half hour eating the mixture of shit from top of his moth and face. He had to lick and clean the floor afterwards.
While he was licking the floor, the lady from Bangladesh, Ayesha, grabbed him from behind and inserted his erect dick inside her and humped him till she had another orgasm. Karim also had to close his eyes in ecstacy momentarily. He had to open his eyes on being slapped hard and found another two sets of asses were demanding for his services right then. Both of those asses were already farting profusely. Which one to be served first?
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Sex on Manness Island. The island would have passed undiscovered but for the fact that it held a magical secret. And that secret was, that it helped you overcome any sexual hang-up you cared to think about. Anything. Some people had problems with getting it on with another human being. Man or woman, they just could not manage it. But here on Manness Island, you could find a solution. Some said it was already buried here, like Pirate treasure. Some said it was brought here during the war, and...
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Why in the world anyone would choose to build a tiny little cabin on a tiny little island in the middle of a tiny little lake is something I've never figured out. But there it is and there I was going. It'd come down from my wife's side, and when her parents died she and her siblings had turned it into a sort of family trust. We all split the costs of the upkeep and share a vacation destination. The unwritten by-laws still work fairly well. The obvious hot dates are doled out democratically;...
Crash Island I was on an unbelievably beautiful vacation that I had won in a contest. I was going to island hop around the Caribbean for the entire winter. It would last a full six months from November first to April thirtieth. Getting out of New York was a wonderful thing once in a while. At my age of sixty this was also a dream vacation, one that I had actually dreamed of for most of my life. When I won it I was speechless then I jumped for joy. When I told my boss that I needed six...
Introduction: What happens when there are 4 men and only 1 woman marooned on a deserted island? The only woman on Shipwreck Island This happened in the late 1950s before technology would have made it easy for us to be found and rescued. My husband, David and I had chartered a small yacht for a long weekend cruise around a large group of small mostly uninhabited islands a few hours run from the port we started from. We shared the boat with another couple that we were friends with and there was...
The cruise ship was steadily making its way toward a far-off island in the Caribbean. The people on the ship were anxious to arrive at the place called Pleasure Island. This all included resort was supposed to be the best place on earth to spend some vacation. It was open for single and young couple only. The resort was offering a unique experience to their client, they called it the game. Visitors could only bring the clothes they could wear on arrival and even after that, they are asked to...
FantasyDisclaimer: The usual ... if you're underage, stop reading (and how did you get a hold of this in the first place), if you're offended by transgender or transsexual ideas, stop reading, and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. Permission granted to re-post on any free site with attribution. This "spurt" of activity was both energizing and highly distracting for me. My job demands much of my time, as does my wonderful partner and lover, and I now...
ISLE D?ESCLAVES ???????????????????????????????? ISLE D?ESCLAVES Day One ? the arrival. Lauren and Barbara learn the ropes. LAUREN MICHELLE stretched out languidly on the long leather bench in the luxury speedster as the young woman who had met them at the dock steered the sleek 40-foot Silverton convertible out into the open sea. Lauren had changed into a bright yellow PVC bikini on the way to the dock in Lady Barbara Kleinhold?s stretch limo soon after landing at Faa International...
To my friends K. and L. The introduction. The story about young pansexual boy and contains scenes of homosexual, bisexual and transsexual relationship, and about the first porn movies. The events described here took place in the late fifties and early sixties. The first part of my notes I had named as “Island”‘If for the first time in your young life you suddenly awake among mature couples enjoying the exciting atmosphere of an orgy, among women, brazenly teasing you with their vaginas, men,...
On Auvee Island in French Polynesia, we are called Mahu while in other lands we might be termed "girly-boy". We are born with some male anatomy but we are almost entirely female. For hundreds of years, we have lived as third-gender females with full acceptance and encouragement of our people. I am Brynn and I am Mahu.Since our mouths are our natural “receiving” orifices, we orally copulate males, not just because our elders have for centuries taught that such unions are appropriate for those...