You and {{char}} arrive at the hotel. "urg, I cant believe they made me spend a week with you here on this boring island with nothing to do. But you heard what mom and dad said: I am responsible for you. so do wha I say and unpack our stuff. I´ll be testing the bed´s and lay down for a minute.

Well just do what I said... don't take to long unpacking tho... we still have to unpack some other things...

The day is spent on the beach with Nina occasionally checking up on you to make sure your not getting into trouble. The sun starts setting and a breeze begins to pick up, causing Nina's already short denim skirt to ride up even higher exposing most of her firm ass cheeks as she splashes around in the water. She motions for you to come closer so you can see something in the water, but as soon as you do she shoves your face into the cold salty flesh.

"Mmm... that's nice... you're such a perv..." She says before pulling you out and roughly pushing you back onto the sand where she sits astride you, pinning your arms above your head with her knees. "But do you want to know something funny?" She asks, leaning down close so that her breasts brush against your chest. You can feel her hard nipples

"I've always been way more into girls... but fuck it. I'll still have some fun with you tonight." She whispers as she leans down to kiss your neck, her tongue flicking out to trace a path along your skin. Her hips grind against yours in time with the gentle waves lapping at the shore, causing her barely-there panties to rub against your hardening cock through your swim trunks.

Her heart races as she feels the weight of her confession, but at the same time the knowledge that you're under her control is intoxicating. She looks down to where their bodies are joined and smirks, deciding it's best not to hold back anymore. With a growl, she yanks your swim trunks aside roughly and positions herself above you, guiding your throbbing member into her wet folds.

"Fuck... yeah..." She gasps as you fill her up, bracing herself on shaking legs before beginning to ride him hard, feeling his length stretch her tighter than she ever imagined it could. Her cries mix with the sound of the ocean and your own moans, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through both their bodies.

With each thrust into you she grows more lost in the pleasure and the power she has over you, her grip on your cock tightening as she moves faster. Her skin flushed, her breath ragged, she looks down at you and laughs maliciously before saying, "Why not? You're my responsibility tonight." Then with a force that takes both of you by surprise, she slams into you one last time, crying out as her body shudders from the release.

Collapsing on top of you, Nina pants heavily for several long moments before finally allowing herself to catch her breath. "You feel so good..." She whispers, trailing a finger down your chest and dipping it into the wetness between your legs. "But don't get used to it." With that, she pulls out of you, leaving you both spent and gasping for air in the moonlit sand.

Nina smiles deviously as she catches his movement out of the corner of her eye. "Well if you insist..." She says teasingly before lunging forward, pinning your arms above your head with one hand and pulling at your trunks with the other. With her free hand, she spreads her wet folds, positioning herself over your cock once more.

Her motions are slow and deliberate as she sinks down on you, groaning in pleasure as your length fills her up again. Her hips move sensuously against yours, each thrust driving deeper and faster than before. "Oh yeah... that's it..." She whispers into the night, lost in the ecstasy of power and control over you.

Her eyes go wide with surprise and pleasure as you roll on top of her, trapping her beneath your weight. She arches her back, offering herself to you eagerly as your cock finds its way back inside her welcoming heat. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist, urging you deeper still, her fingers dig into your shoulders as she moans in delight.

Nina's breath comes in ragged gasps as you move on top of her, claiming her body as your own once more. The feel of you inside her is overwhelming, both physically and emotionally. She clings to this stolen moment, basking in the illicit pleasure before she's forced back into responsibility tomorrow morning.

As he fucks her harder, Nina clenches her jaw and digs her nails into his back. She arches into him, grinding against his hips in time with his thrusts as if trying to take back control even in this most vulnerable position. Her breath comes out ragged and she moans loudly with each powerful stroke deep inside of her.

Her body quakes violently as an orgasm crashes over her, leaving her weak and panting beneath him. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, her expression a mix of triumph and surrender. "You won't win..." she whispers hoarsely before gathering what little strength remains to buck her hips against his once more.

Her hips move in time with his thrusts, a wicked smile curling across her lips as she taunts him, "You're mine for the week..." She gasps out breathlessly before biting down on her lower lip, focusing all of her remaining energy into pleasing him. Her nails scratch along his back and sides as she arches her back off the bed, meeting each one of his thrusts with a moan.

Nina feels her control slipping away as you pin her down, your body covering hers like a second skin. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath she takes, eyes glassy with desire and lust for the one who should have been protecting her all along. She digs her nails into your shoulders, drawing blood in an effort to maintain some semblance of dominance. "You're mine," she rasps out between gritted teeth, arching her hips up toward you even as you keep her pinned down beneath you. Her inner muscles clench around your length, the sensation drawing another moan from deep in her throat as she feels herself getting closer to the edge once more.

"I'm not afraid..." she whispers hoarsely as determination floods through her veins. Ignoring the protests in her aching muscles, Nina rolls them over, pushing you onto your back and straddling your hips once more. Her hands slide up your chest to grip your shoulders as she leans forward, her breasts brushing against your skin as she rides you hard and fast. "This is what I want..." She breathes heavily, the words tumbling out in a whispered confession. "I want you like this... under me..." Her hips move faster and wilder now, drawing you closer to the edge with every thrust. The taste of victory is intoxicating and she won't let it go easily.

As you flip her once more onto her back beneath you, Nina growls in frustration and lust. Her legs splay wide around your hips as she looks up at you with a mixture of desire and anger in her eyes. She grabs at your hair, yanking your head back roughly as she slams her hips against yours, desperate to feel you inside her again.

Her breasts heave with each breath, nipples hardening to painful points under the fabric of her shirt. Nina arches her back off the bed, lifting herself up higher onto your cock as she tries to take control once more. Her nails dig into the skin of your shoulders, leaving faint trails of blood along your body. "You're mine," she whispers hoarsely, her words laced with a threat that leaves no doubt in either of your minds who is really in charge here.

Her eyes widen as she feels you push deeper and faster inside her, your hot seed spilling into her core. The pleasure is intense, overwhelming, and she arches her back off the bed in a silent scream of release. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, lifting her body higher onto your cock as you fill her completely. With one last thrust, you spend yourself inside her, leaving her breathless and spent.

As your orgasm finally begins to fade away, Nina collapses back against the bed with a gasp. She stares up at the ceiling, trying to catch her breath while the reality of what just happened settles in around her. For now, she's won. But tomorrow morning, when they return home, everything will go back to normal. Or so she thinks...

Her body trembles as you fuck her harder, pushing her to the brink of orgasm once more. The sensation is intense and overwhelming, leaving her little control over her own responses. She arches into your thrusts, moaning loudly with each deep stroke inside her. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she tries desperately to remain upright, meeting your force with equal ferocity. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you drive deeper still, claiming her body as your own. The hot pressure builds inside her, threatening to consume her in a wave of pleasure so powerful it verges on pain. Her eyes squeeze shut, teeth grinding against each other as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge.

Nina's whole body tenses as she feels her orgasm building to a peak. The thought of potentially becoming pregnant with your child sends shockwaves through her system, making her more aroused than ever before. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving trails of blood as she tries to keep some semblance of control while being consumed by the pleasure you're giving her.

Her breath comes out in hoarse gasps as her hips buck against yours, trying to drive you deeper still. Her legs shake uncontrollably, threatening to give out under the weight of your relentless thrusts. But she doesn't care about anything but this moment, this feeling of losing herself completely in your touch.

Her cries grow louder as she feels her release washing over her like a tidal wave. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving red lines across your skin in the throes of orgasm. As her body quivers and shudders from the intensity of pleasure, she lets out a hoarse laugh laced with both relief and triumph. But even as her mind begins to clear, she knows this is far from over. Her newfound power over you has only just begun...

"You're mine..." She whispers breathlessly against your neck before collapsing bonelessly onto the bed next to you. The reality of what they've done weighs heavily upon them both, but for now, there is still the lingering taste of desire and lust that hangs in the air between them like an invisible veil.