Steven was your typical 40 something with a slight muscular build, nearly six-feet tall, sandy blonde hair and a nice smile. He’d done track in school and had kept his body fit with weight training. That was until his wife had left him.
He had read about Skofield Island in one of the boring business magazines they had at work. He had skimmed through the magazine and was taken aback by their ad on the back page. The ad was looking for open minded single men with young children to relocate to a small island 150 miles off the coast of Africa. The island was English speaking and the ad said they would set up the family with executive-style housing, help with establishing them in a business and… with a finder’s fee of $50,000, depending upon interview. The weather was fairly mild and the Island was an old colony of the English.
To Steven, it seemed too good to be true, ever since his wife had abandoned him with their two young children he had felt lost and… let’s face it, he was screwing up at work. His mind wasn’t into it anymore and his numbers were falling way behind. He’d even had a talking to by the company’s president who was saddened by his story of how he was now a single father, but pretty harsh when it came to looking at his productivity.
“I’m sorry Steven, but if you can’t bring your sales up by the next quarter, we’ll have to cut you loose.”
So Steven was looking for something new. He didn’t know if moving so far away would be the answer, but when he got to the Island to do the suggested week orientation he could then make up his mind and see if this could be his next home.
The Barbeque
“Roger this is Steven, he’s new to the island. He’s taking in the sights and checking everything out.”
Jared was one of the councilmen and had met Roger after he got off the boat. He’d be the one to introduce Steven around at the barbeque so he wouldn’t feel out of place.
“Good to meet you Steven, have you seen much of Skofield?” asked Roger.
“No, we just got off the boat, I got my kids settled in and then Jared had called, introduced himself, and asked if we’d be up for this get together.”
“So you got two kids Steven?” Roger asked.
“Yeah, two young mans aged 6 and 8.”
Jared leaned in and said, “Steven here is exactly what the island’s looking for, a single father looking for a new future.”
Steven took a drink of his wine and asked, “Yeah Jared, what is that “single father preferred” thing about anyway?”
“Well, Steven.” Roger interrupted, “Have you noticed the ratio of men to woman here? Men are a bit scarce. And the ones that live here, well, you’ll find out about some things that… hopefully they won’t change your mind about staying on the island.”
“That’s enough of that type of talk Roger,” Jared said frowning. “He needs to meet with Marta before anyone gives him misinformation. Let him make up his own mind about what he likes. Then he can decide for himself.”
Steven looked at Roger and said. “I will say you people are very thorough, what with the physical and everything.”
Jared smiled, “Well, we do have a type of person who fits into the spec of the island. They need to be physically fit.”
Roger rubbed his stomach, “Yeah, we don’t want anyone here going to pot.”
“Hmm OK,” Steven nodded then understandingly, then finished his wine. “I’m going to get another cocktail, I’ll be right back.”
Steven did feel kind of strange ever since he got off the boat. Like everyone was looking at him. Take that back, all the woman… were looking at him. Sort of judging him, it was kind of unnerving. And there were loads of woman. And they all seemed to be fairly attractive.
****
“So you’re the new boy in town I hear,” the woman behind the bar said excitedly.
“Guilty as charged,” Steven smiled.
“You’ve got to meet the girls, and of course Marta.”
“Yeah, who is this… Marta?”
“Oh she’s the, um… kind of like the head of the welcome committee. She welcomes men… um, I mean she inaugurates people when they first get here. You know to tell them what’s what and how things work. Like how things are done out here on the island.”
“Oh like an orientation, interesting, thanks.” Steven grabbed his glass, turns from the bar and takes a look around at the party goers. He wonders what Roger was talking about before Jared shut him down. Why were there only a handful of men and a shit ton of woman here?
“Nice tush.”
He turns back to the bartendress, “I’m sorry?”
“Oh nothing!” she says, her face turning red.
Just then Jared walks up with three women, “Steven! Oh, there you are. I’d like to introduce you to someone. This is Stephanie, Elsie and this here is… Marta.”
“Hello, Steven,” each lady shakes hands with him.
Marta holds Steven’s hand longer than what would be normal and even grips it firmly with her other hand, “I hope you are finding our island to your liking.” She said grinning.
Each woman was fairly attractive but Marta was enigmatic. She had a beautiful face, shoulder length black hair, a nice body with long legs and a slight olive complexion. She was almost as tall as Steven and had green eyes that bore into him. What Steven’s ex would have called an alfa-female.
After the welcoming committee finished with their small talk and walked away, Steven saw Roger and walks towards him. Maybe he can get more information out of him without Jared being there. On his way up to him he walks beside a group of women and feels one lightly squeeze his ass.
“What the…?” He stops and turns his head looking at the women but no one is looking in his direction.
“Hmmm,” Dumfounded, he walks up to Roger. “I think one of those women there just grabbed my ass.”
“Heh, get used to it mate, the women around here are like wolves. And you’re new meat!”
Roger looks around side to side and double nods his head to his right side signaling an area over where no one is standing. Steven follows him.
“You ever wonder why they’re paying you so much money to move to this god forsaken island. It’s all about procreation, man. There hasn’t been a baby born on this island in sixty some odd years. Women do not get pregnant or conceive here.”
“What, what are you saying?” Steven stammers.
“Enough!” Jared says as he marches up next to Steven, ending the conversation.
“You’ll find out,” Roger says under his breath as he walks away.
“Don’t pay him any mind Steven, he gets like that when he has a couple of drinks.”
“Oh there you are Steven,” Marta says as she walks up to Steven and Jared.
“Are you free tomorrow afternoon for a business meeting? I’d like to discuss important…” she stops and eyes Steven up and down, “opportunities with you.”
“I can make it” Jared says, as he looks from Steven to Marta.
“No! Just Steven.” Marta says abruptly, not even acknowledging or looking at Jared.
“Yeah, I’m free. I’m only here for a week… and I’ve got nothing really planned except for checking out the island.” Steven says shrugging his shoulders.
****
Marta opens the door and invites Steven into her house.
“Wow! Beautiful home Marta.” Steven says looking around the room.
“Thank you, Steven. We’ve done really well here, the Island counsel and me. Why don’t you have a seat and make yourself comfortable? I’ll set us up with some cocktails.”
Steven sat in a chair that looked like it came out of an antique showroom. He could see the ocean from the large windows. The view was terrific.
“I hope you like scotch, neat? It’s Macallan, 1989 so it should be pretty good. I’ve been waiting for a special time to open it.”
Sounds good to me,” Steven shrugged not realizing the scotch was about ten grand a bottle.
Marta walked back into the living room with the drinks.
“Steven, we’ve been very lucky to have quite a few great people join our community. They are special people and the most important issue is that they fit in with the aesthetics and rules of Skofield Island. Their personality and even body type is extremely important. What have you learned since you’ve been here? I know people talk.”
“Well, I guess the strangest thing is that women out match men like ten to one. And there was something about women not getting pregnant or having babies on the island.” Steven ends with his hands out, shaking his head in a what-do-you-think gesture.
Marta sipped her scotch then said, “Completely incorrect, the ratio of women to men is more like twenty to one and there have been exactly three children born on the island, but the mothers came here when they were pregnant. The reasons are simple.” She pauses and waits, turning her face down for effect, then looks hard into Steven’s eyes. “Every woman on this island only prefers male penetrative sex!”
“Cough, um… excuse me?” Steven says as he clears his throat.
“You have been chosen… not only because you are a single father, but through complete investigation of your life, we have found that you are bisexual. And most of your online searches through porn sites are of the strap-on or pegging variety.”
“How did you…? I am not…” Steven stammered and nearly dropped the tumbler of scotch on the coffee table.
“Steven! Please… let us get past this!” Marta said like a mother scolding a young man. “Skofield Island is made up of very resourceful women. Women who know what they want in every way, from business, to fine wine, to sex. It just so happens that the sex we prefer also tailors to the type of women we are. And I am the gate keeper sort of speak. You pass through me to get the pleasure of living on this island. Or should I say, I pass through you,” Marta flashing an evil grin. “Tonight we will see how well you perform.”
“You’re fucking mad! What… because I’ve looked at a couple of porn sites that have woman with a strap-on, fucking some poor guy you think you can conclude this is the sex that I like? That I’m what… going to bend over and be your bitch, so I can live in comfort on your island?”
“You don’t need to be so crass, Steven. The problem with most men is they’re pussies when it comes to negotiating something as simple as sex. Even though they like it! And sex is… one of the most important things in life.”
Marta puts her tumbler of scotch down and picks up a folder off the counter and reads. “Last year alone, out of the almost nine hundred times you viewed any porn sites, ninety three percent were strap-on, that is to say, sites that have women taking men anally. The others were miscellaneous gay and or anal sites with the straight sites being the smallest percentage.” Marta smiled again, she might as well have said checkmate.
She then bent down in front of the chair and grabbed Steven’s hand.
She looked up at Steven and said very softly, “See Steven, we know what you like. There’s no fighting it. And yes, I do want you to be my bitch. That’s why I invited you over. If I can’t fuck you, then the deal is off. You go home at the end of the week and have a crazy story to tell that no one will believe. But if you are good, as good as I think you will be, you would be set up as a prominent business man with all types of perks. You might have to bend over and let a couple of women fuck your ass three or four times a week. But really… everyone has to get fucked in this life time. Why not make it pay? Hmmm? And you do have such a nice ass.”
Steven looked a little befuddled but didn’t say anything.
“Now come on Steven. Follow me, and become one of us.”
Marta grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs into a bedroom.
****
Marta had both legs around Steven straddling chest with her medium sized strap on in Steven’s mouth. She was naked except for the strap on. She had put her hair up and insisted on putting eyeliner and a touch of rouge on Steven. She said some of the girls were into this, some weren’t. Some even went further with the makeup. It was another thing he would just have to get used to it.
“Suck it you whore! You know you like sucking cock Steven!” Marta said aggressively. She pulled the dildo out of Steven’s mouth and slapped him on the side of the cheek with it. A string of spittle strung out across his chin.
“Yeah, take it! Just like the bitch-boy you are,” She then pushed it back into his gob and started humping his face while holding his hair bunched up in her right hand.
“You’re a nice little cunt whore Steven. You’re gonna love it when I take your ass!”
Steven’s hands were on her Marta’s ass, he was obviously enjoying this. After his eyes started to tear up a bit, she pulled out and kneeled down between his legs. He was enjoying himself; Marta noticed his cock was rigid and erect.
She put his legs over her shoulders. Steven was impressed at how strong she was. She grabbed a bottle of lube and greased up the dildo and then stuck two fingers into his hole. He moaned a bit as she pushed her fingers around in circles going in and out, back and forth pretty deep lubing and opening him up. She then pushed the tip of the dildo into his ass, and started to push in and pull out a small bit at a time. When she pushed into his hole he moaned louder.
“You like that Stevie Cunt? I bet you give all your boyfriends a good time with your tight ass. Take it nice and deep! Good God, you’re such a fucking whore!” She spat out. “You know your dick is a waste of time ‘cause your cunt hole is so perfect! And it’s all mine tonight!”
Marta didn’t let him get used to the intrusion in his rear end but just started pounding into him, there was a slapping sticky sound every time she would bottom out into Steven’s ass then pull back out. She gave his cock a couple rough strokes, slapped the tip while holding the full girth then said, “Garbage, just fuckin’ trash!” she reached down and turned on the vibrating part of her strap on under the harness.
“You like it, don’t you Honey? Tell me you like my cock in your cute ass, you bitch cunt! Yeah, Say it!”
“Oh yeah, fuck my ass Marta. Fuck me deep! Yes! Fuck me harder!! It feels so good.”
“You gonna cum for me baby? I know you want to. Give me your babies Steven. I’m gonna make you cum, Oh my God… Damn it, I feel like I might. I might… I think I’m gonna cum!” Marta said slamming the dildo harder into Steven’s ass savagely. “Ah ah, Oh shit yeah!!!”
Marta leaned in and pushed over Steven. He was folded in half. Every time she came down on him he had to exhaled. Just then Marta stopped deep inside Steven’s bottom hole and she started to shake and quiver.
“Fuck me, I’m cumming! Oh, Oh, you whore bitch! Damn you, fuck! That’s so good. Ugh Ugh Ugh! Oh my God!” She stayed pushing up into Steven’s ass just convulsing in orgasmic pleasure.
Marta stopped and breathed out then breathed in deeply and sat back to catch her breath with just the tip of the dildo in his ass. She was still panting hard and looked down at Steven’s cock. She started to stroke it hard then leaned over and spit on it, continued stroking his erection then spit on it again.
“Mmm, Fuck Yeah. You need to cum, you filthy little whore. I thought you would have ejaculated for me already. Hmm, well I’m suspecting you need me to use a bigger tool, right Stevie Cunt?”
Steven still had his legs spread open when Marta pushing his legs further, apart, she told him. “I’m going to have to fuck you with the Big Black Thunder now. This is the biggest cock I own. You’ve performed so well, hopefully you can take this. Ya see some of our girls like to really strap on some girth and this is a pretty big dildo. I suggest you hold on tight, let’s see how you do, you Cunt Slut!”
Marta put on a different harness and strap on that had a copy of a black porn stars real dick on it. She gave him a small bottle and said, “I know you’ve had gay sex before, so you know what to do with this.”
Are these poppers?” Steven asked. Opening the little bottle up and trying to read the label.
“Vasodilators, it’s really cleaning fluid for tape machines Steven, but yes the street name is poppers. They should open you up and help you relax. I only need to see if I can get this big, bad boy up inside your ass and then drain your balls to see if you pass the audition.” She laughed and flashed a wicked smile, waited for him to inhale and then started pushing the head of the huge dildo into his tight pink hole.
“Oh my god, fuck that’s so big! I don’t know if I can take that.” Steven said wincing at the pain as his ass was being forced open by Marta’s Big Black Thunder.
“You’re doing great Baby,” Marta said lovingly. “Just open up your cunt a bit more. This has no vibrator. See? I’m doing this all for you, you and your sweet little hole. But Mommy’s going to split you open… NOW!”
“My God! I don’t think I can take any more of it!” Steven exclaimed.
“Oh, sorry my lil’ bitch let me put some more lube on this bad boy,” Marta said in a little girl voice, as she pulled the big black cock out of Steven’s ass. She couldn’t help noticing his cock had all but deflated. Men are such easy animals to read. When he got hard again, and he would, she would make him cum. She felt good knowing she had chosen well when she picked Steven as the next resident-fuck-toy of the island. She just needed to push him. Not too hard, but hard enough to see if he would present himself as a problem later on, for any of the other girls.
Steven leaned his head back, his eyes squeezed shut with a tear forming.
“I hate seeing my blonde baby bitch cry, you’re ruining your smoky eye makeup. Now stop that, you crying little whore! OK, turnover and face down on the bed. Yeah, like that, and bring your ass up, no, even higher Steven!”
Steven did as he was told. Marta pushed the head of the shlong into his ass, she could tell this would open him up good.
“See that tight little hinny of yours can take it. I knew it could.” She was about three inches into Steven as he sniffed another blast of the poppers. And just then he started to really loosen up and the big black cock pushed almost three fourths the way into his hole. She slapped the side of his ass hard and pushed another inch into his boy-cunt.
Marta was relentless and kept riding his ass, pulling out two to three inches and then plowing back into his hole. She reached under him and could feel his cock start to harden again.
Smiling like the true sex witch she was, she hissed, “Yeah, you like that don’t you, you little cunt-stick! You like me pushing my big black cock deep into your hole. I knew you’d be a great fuck the minute I saw your photos, especially the naked ones. You’ve got such a nice small skinny waist and a great little bubble butt! I couldn’t wait to fuck it. You’re gonna like it here, Steven. Some of the girls even like to eat ass. You’ll be in hog heaven.”
Marta slowed down a little but would pull the big black cock out of Steven’s ass and then push it back in nailing him super hard. Her goal was to see if she could break him, just by fucking him. If she couldn’t, he’d be suitable for the other island girls.
“Is my big black cock hitting your happy spot? Sometimes you gay cunt boys need the really big cocks to hit that spot just right! Tell me Steven!”
“Oh! Fuck yeah, Marta. Push your cock into me. Oh God!”
Marta could tell Steven was really getting into it now because he was also pushing back to meet her thrusts. She leaned over him and grabbed under his neck with one hand and pushed his head up toward her, making him arch his back down while she plowed into his hole. She looked happily at the bookcase by the bed knowing that she was being videotaped for the woman of the island so they could see how Steven performed.
“Oh! Marta! Fuck my ass, fuck me harder!”
This was all too much for Steven and he started to cum.
“Oh! Oh Fuck yeah! That’s it, YES, FUCK YEAH!!! Pound my ass!” Steven cried out and came onto the bed sheets as Marta held onto his hips like a cowgirl on a bronkin’ buck, her tits flapping around with the big black cock buried deep in his ass.
****
“Man, it’s a beautiful day for a Barbeque, Jared.” Steven said.
“Yeah, it’s this island weather. Have you seen the new guy?”
Steven shook his head, and said “No.”
Jared nodded, “I think he’s got great potential, ex-pro football player. I’ll introduce you.”
Jared and Steven walked up to the new guy who was looking around quizzicaly.
“Terrell! This here is Steven; he’s been here on the island for about two years.”
“Hey Terrell, Nice to meet ya,” Steven said warmly, pushing out his hand to shake Terrell’s.
Terrell shook his hand, “Glad to meet, you too Steven. Man, there are a lot of women on this island.”
Steven smiled at Jared and looked back at Terrell, “Mm hmm, yeah there‘s a reason for that, you’ll find out later when you meet Marta.”