Free Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) by James Johnson Page A

I was between marriages and going a little crazy. I’d been staying on this island off the coast of Venezuela for about a month. I don’t really even know why I was there. I just liked the dirt-cheap accommodations, the fresh fish, and yes, I did have a girlfriend there.”
    “Lucky girl,” Jena said with a laugh. Her body tingled as Steven’s magic fingers caressed the inside of her thigh. It seemed to be an unconscious act for him.
    Steven continued. “Anyway, there was a local islander whom I’d become friends with. He would occasionally take me fishing on his boat. Now this boat was small and old. I mean really old. Are you still with me, baby?”
    Jena had closed her eyes. She was totally absorbed in his story, but she was also enjoying the progress of his thigh massage. She was sure he had now realized she was naked underneath her dress. She had spread her legs just enough for him to creep higher. He was now ever-so-gently brushing over her short pubic hairs with his thumb. He was making sure not to touch her body, only the hair. Such a tease!
    “Yes,” answered Jena without opening her eyes. “I’m listening to every word.”
    Jena spread a little wider. Steven could feel the heat flowing from her pussy. He placed the palm of his hand over her, still only grazing over her hairs. He heard her moan slightly.
    “So we’re out there on this tiny dilapidated boat when a storm rolls in—a big one. Our boat fills with water. We’re shoveling it out as fast as we can, but it’s basically futile. For the first time in my life I was really scared. I thought I would die.”
    “Oh, that’s terrible,” said Jena, her eyes still closed. She really was enjoying tales of his travels. Part of her wanted him to continue with the story, while another part wished he would plunge his fingers into her. She could cum right now. That’s the effect he had on her.
    Steven was well aware of Jena’s aroused state. He decided to up it a level. He gently reached under one thigh and placed her leg on the table. He pulled her dress up above her hips. The pace of her breathing instantly increased.
    Jena was now spread wide open for him. The late afternoon sun shined bright through the window. It beamed directly upon her gorgeous pussy, highlighting the centerpiece of this fantastically sexy girl. Her perfect little outer lips glistened with the moisture from within. He could see her beautiful clit throbbing with the need. Still he hadn’t touched her.
    Stephen then gently placed a finger in Jena’s mouth. Her eyes remained closed. She moaned as she gently wrapped her tongue around his finger. Steven then removed it and teasingly circled her belly button with his wet finger, before moving downward, stopping just short of her clit. Then he removed his hand. Jena arched her midsection upwards. There would be no relief—not yet. Torturously he continued his story.
    “After about an hour we’re literally a minute away from capsizing. Both of us are praying. At the very moment the boat rolls over we catch a glimpse of another boat, a big boat. They see us also. We have a chance of being rescued. Now we’re in the sea struggling to survive. We swim over beside the boat and they throw out a rope for us. We climb aboard the boat and we’re so happy. We’re alive! Then we realize there’s another problem.”
    Jena was now squirming in her seat. She absolutely loved this whole sensual experience, but she wanted to cum so badly. All she needed was a touch. Just a touch on her clit and she could release some of her pent-up sexual energy. Steven felt for her, but he wasn’t ready to grant her a release yet. His sexy baby would have to wait a little longer.
    “So the problem is this—the boat is packed with bales of marijuana. We soon found out there were eighteen tons of the stuff onboard. What are we supposed to do? Jumping off the boat and drowning wasn’t a good option.”
    Now Steven was becoming intensely aroused. His little