Chapter 4 Building a Shelter

After getting the fire going, the next thing on my list was figuring out where to sleep. I needed to whip up a small shelter to keep us dry in case it rained overnight.

First up, I needed to gather and arrange sturdy branches to create the framework for the shelter. While I was hunting for dry wood earlier, I spotted a bunch of branches on the ground that would work perfectly.

Before it got pitch dark, I headed back into the jungle to grab some wood. I needed to move fast because the jungle gets pretty sketchy after dark.

This time, I told Zoey to stay put by the fire and keep it going. No need for both of us to risk it in the jungle.

After some searching, I found enough wood for a small shelter. It wasn't much, but it would have to do.

By now, it felt like half an hour had flown by. The jungle was getting darker, and it was getting harder to see.

So, I called it quits, turned around, and lugged the wood back to the fire pit.

Zoey saw me coming back and wanted to help, but she wasn't much help with the heavy lifting. Still, her enthusiasm was a nice boost.

Her bouncing around did lift my spirits a bit, though. Gotta admit, it was a nice distraction.

I dumped the wood on the ground and took a breather. Hauling all that wood was no joke.

Zoey plopped down next to me and helped wipe the sweat off my face. It was a sweet gesture.

After a quick break, I got up to start building the shelter, and Zoey jumped up to help.

She noticed the wood pile and said, "Looks like we've only got enough for a small shelter."

I shrugged, "Yeah, it's getting late. We'll have to make do with this for now."

She seemed a bit surprised, probably not expecting to bunk with me tonight. But since we'd already been intimate, she didn't seem too bothered.

Actually, Zoey seemed relieved. Sleeping alone on a deserted island wasn't exactly appealing.

Zoey nodded and then, maybe feeling a bit shy, added, "Just don't try anything funny tonight."

Her voice got softer, probably realizing it was a bit late for that kind of warning.

I didn't say anything and got to work on the shelter. I knew myself well enough to know that sleeping next to her would be a challenge.

After some effort, I had a basic frame up. It wasn't super sturdy, and we still needed something to cover the top.

I wasn't too worried, though. I remembered our parachutes back where we first landed. The ropes could secure the frame, and the fabric would make a decent cover.

I headed back to our landing spot, grabbed the parachutes, and dragged them back to our camp. I used them to reinforce the shelter and even laid one out as a mat.

With the shelter done, I still had one parachute left. I decided to hang onto it for later. You never know when it might come in handy.

After wrapping everything up, I stretched out in our tiny shelter to catch some rest, and Zoey plopped down next to me.

By now, it was almost pitch dark, and a few stars had started to twinkle in the sky.

Lying there, staring at the stars with Zoey by my side, I felt a weird sense of happiness. The stress of being stuck on this deserted island started to melt away.

Soon, it was completely dark, and we shared a coconut to keep our energy up.

After eating, we got ready to sleep, but the shelter was pretty cramped.

Once I lay down, there wasn't much room left. If Zoey lay down too, we'd be overlapping.

But hey, we didn't have much choice. Zoey didn't say a word and quickly lay down.

I turned to face her, trying to give her more space, but she ended up snuggled in my arms.

Being so close to such a beautiful woman, it didn't take long before I couldn't control myself.

My left hand started exploring her legs, and her long, smooth legs felt amazing.

She was still in her flight attendant uniform, with a skirt on the bottom. After a bit, my hand slipped under her skirt.

At the same time, my right hand started unbuttoning her top, feeling her large breasts through her clothes.

After a while, her skirt was getting in the way, so I took it off.

She was clearly enjoying my touch and helped take off her skirt, revealing her soaked underwear. She was already wet.

Touching her wet panties, I thought, 'Wow, even after this afternoon, she's still so sensitive.'

Next, I slid off her underwear, and my left hand moved to her pussy.

Meanwhile, my right hand unhooked her bra, revealing her firm pink nipples, and I started fondling them.

Under my touch, Zoey started to look dazed, letting out soft moans.

Having made love earlier, I wanted to try something different this time.

I whispered in her ear, and after rolling her eyes at me, she slowly moved down.

She started by stroking my cock with her hand, then leaned over and took it in her mouth, giving me a blowjob.

Watching this gorgeous woman with an amazing body go down on me, I felt a rush of satisfaction and desire.

Zoey was clearly inexperienced, but she tried her best, occasionally teasing my cock with her tongue.

After nearly twenty minutes, she stopped and said, "Why haven't you cum yet? My mouth is getting numb."

Seeing her frustration, I pulled her up and positioned myself at her pussy, thrusting in with one motion.

Once inside, I started moving back and forth, and this time, Zoey seemed more into it than earlier.

She actively moved with me, wanting me deeper inside her.

As she moved, she kept moaning, "Ah! Feels so good!"

After about half an hour, she cried out, "Ah! I'm coming!"

I felt her body tremble, her pussy contracting, and her juices flowing.

I picked up the pace, thrusting harder and deeper, until I couldn't hold back and came, ending our lovemaking.

Afterward, I rolled over to rest, and Zoey clung to me even tighter.