Sexual Survival by Kris P. Kreme
After surviving a luxury liner sinking at sea, five of them wash ashore a lush tropical island with no inhabitants besides three dark-skinned natives… men only there as part of a rite of passage to survive for a month.
But when those men offer to help them survive, claiming the women are key to that survival, and say that sex is how they will survive… just how will their month stranded and desperate unfold?
Scott doesn’t trust the natives, especially after they take the women off to supposedly show them where to gather food and all three women come back with satisfied full bellies and a dazed look in their eyes. But just what is the secret to survival on this island… Sexual Survival?
Coverswap Shorties are sinking to new extremes this time… but don’t worry readers, there’s a lush tropical island to survive on. From the original cover to the tale Resorting to Extremes cums a brand new twisted tale all about survival… in a way.
There are only the five of them… though all of them know that probably all the other passengers survived as well. It was a sudden disaster that sank their luxury cruise liner, too sudden for any of them to grab their cell phones, and so they find themselves aimlessly drifting on one of the life rafts… listening to the slowly dissolving sanity of the one crew member from the ship, Justin, as he amusingly drives the others crazy by singing the theme from Gilligan’s Island.
Scott wants to act like the heroic man of the bunch, especially since Justin seems to be losing his mind on the drifting raft. He managed to grab his young wife Bethany and his mother Connie, along with a wealthy entitled Asian woman named Naomi and get them all onto the raft as the ship went down. Unfortunately they were separated from all the other rafts and by morning had no idea where they were.
But as they come to a lush green tropical island, washing ashore, are they really saved or is survival about to be redefined for each of them?
The small island they wash ashore upon is very lush, green, beautiful, but seemingly uninhabited besides the three dark-skinned native men who meet them at the shore. Drog, Treegal, and Lumdum are not from this island either… having been recently dropped off by their tribe as part of a rite of passage all members of that tribe must go through. They are to survive on the island alone for one month.
None of the women can really help noticing the muscular nude black men, or the downright impressive build of certain parts of them. And as much as Scott might not want to really deal with natives swinging fleshy weapons between their legs, he speaks with the leader of the three, Drog.
Drog speaks remarkably good English, which helps, but that doesn’t make the message any clearer when he explains to the five that rescue won’t come for a month, but they can survive until then with sex.
Saying that the women are the key to survival, Drog wants to help, offers to help, they all will… but Scott is refusing after seeing the way the native men look at the women, their talk of making sex with them in order to survive the month comfortably.
Unfortunately though with Drog, Treegal, and Lumdum off on their own, it’s up to Scott and soon a less loopy Justin to catch fish or find some way of surviving as the days go on. And they aren’t having any luck doing that. So when the natives return and offer to teach the women, help them gather food, since the men are hunters, the women are gatherers, Scott reluctantly accepts.
After a day of failing at fishing again, the women definitely seem full, and claim to have found plenty of food, although they didn’t bring any back to camp. Something seems off though… and as the month goes on and the women seem a bit more and more satisfied with the ongoing fight for survival, Scott and Justin are determined to figure out what is really going on.
Just what is the food the women are gathering, where are they finding it? And can Drog and the other natives be trusted? Find out in a twisted new tale of survival… Sexual Survival.
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