Brooklynn, Sammy, and Yasmina remained at Camp Cretaceous long after the chaos had settled. The island felt quieter, almost peaceful, but the tension among the trio was undeniable. Days stretched into weeks, and Brooklynn found herself growing restless. Her once-booming social media presence was dwindling—fewer updates, fewer followers, and the fear of being forgotten gnawed at her.
But she had a plan.
Brooklynn, determined to mend the strained bond with her roommates, Sammy and Yasmina, had spent the entire morning meticulously preparing dinner. Her eyes sparkled with hope as she set the final dish on the table, the mouthwatering aroma filling the room with warmth and comfort.
"Guys, I made dinner—to make up for everything that's happened," she announced, her voice carefully laced with sincerity, aiming to sound as innocent and apologetic as possible.
Kenji's secret stash of pills, hidden in the bottom drawer of his nightstand, had been discovered by her curious hands. The pills were labeled with a tantalizing promise of unbridled arousal.
Without a second thought, she had slipped a few into the dessert she had painstakingly crafted - a rich, velvety chocolate mousse. She watched with bated breath as Sammy and Yasmina took their seats, unaware of the potent concoction that awaited them. "Let's dig in," she said, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of her lips.
After the meal, Brooklynn suggested they relax with a movie. She had dug up a documentary about dinosaurs—"Into the Nest: A Journey Into Dinosaur Reproduction," as the description reads. It wasn't explicit, but it was the closest thing she could find to porn. She set up her phone in the corner of the room, claiming she was just recording their reactions for a "documentary review video" for her channel.
As the documentary played, the video became... quite suggestive. Dinosaurs locking horns in displays of dominance. The hauntingly rhythmic patterns of ancient mating dances. Close-ups of scaling bodies twisting in heat, and the sounds of heavy, laborious mating as the giant reptiles fight for control, attraction, and ultimate satisfaction.
Sammy shifted uncomfortably on the couch, her cheeks pink. Yasmina, normally stoic, was leaning forward, her lips slightly parted, eyes half-lidded in a way that was hard to miss.
"Oh my gosh, guys, is it just me or is this documentary getting a bit... too steamy?" Sammy whispered, her eyes darting between the screen and her friends.
Yasmina chuckled, leaning back slightly, "Relax, Sammy. It's just nature doing its thing. Don't be weird about it."
Brooklynn watched them closely, a small, satisfied smile curling on her lips. This was only the beginning—she had the perfect idea to revive her fame. All she needed was to see how far they'd let their curiosity take them... and whether it could be captured for the perfect viral moment.
She turned on her heel and left the room, the door clicking shut behind her. Brooklynn saunters back into the room, now dressed in a sleek sweatshirt that showcases her firm B-cup boobs underneath and a pair of shorts that hug her hips like a second skin. The fabric clings to her toned legs, revealing every curve and muscle she's earned through countless hours on the island surviving.
She notices the way Yasmina and Sammy's eyes linger on her, and she can't help but feel a little thrill of satisfaction. With a knowing smile, she plops down on the couch, crossing her legs.
"What do you think, guys?" Brooklynn asks, looking back and forth between them. "I figured this would be a little more comfortable for movie night."
Yasmina clears her throat, trying to keep her gaze from lingering too long. "Yeah, you definitely look like you're ready to... uh, work out."
Sammy nods in agreement, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Yeah, you could say that. Very... athletic."
Brooklynn chuckles, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Great! Because I was hoping you could help me out with something, Yasmina. I've got some killer stretches I want to try before we start the movie. Being such a good athlete, I'm sure you know some amazing ones." She pats the floor next to her, inviting Yasmina to join her. "What do you say?"
As they worked together, Yasmina couldn't help but notice the way Brooklynn's hips swayed with an alluring rhythm, her tight shorts hugging her ass as if they would be torn away any moment. Each stretch and bend was a silent invitation, and Yasmina felt the heat rising within her, a blush creeping up her neck. "Brooklynn," she murmured, her voice a little shaky, "you're distracting me."
Brooklynn, a grin playing on her full lips, paused mid-pose and turned to face her. "Am I?" she asked innocently, her eyes shone mischief. She knew exactly what she was doing. The room was filled with the sound of their breathing and the faint rustle of fabric.
"Yes," Yasmina admitted, her gaze lingering on the way the fabric of Brooklynn's sweatshirt clung to her boobs. She swallowed hard. "Your... your sweatshirt," she said, trying to keep the conversation on track, "it's really warm in here. Maybe you should take it off?"
Brooklynn's smile grew wider as she stepped closer, her movements deliberately sensual. "You think I'd be more comfortable?" she whispered, her voice low and sultry.
Sammy, who had been quietly observing the exchange, felt a jolt of excitement. "Yeah," she added, her own voice a little husky, "You look hot, Brooklynn. And it is just us girls here." She took a step closer to them, her eyes dark with desire. "Why don't we all get a bit more... comfortable?" she suggested, her eyes flicking to Yasmina's flushed cheeks and then to the sweatshirt she was wearing.
With a knowing smirk, Brooklynn reached behind her and slowly pulled her sweatshirt over her head, revealing a sports bra that barely contained her ample B-cup boobs. The sight made Yasmina's pulse quicken, and she felt her own sports bra tighten around her boobs as her nipples hardened. "Is this better?" Brooklynn asked, her eyes sparkling with challenge.
Yasmina's gaze lingered on the way the fabric of the bra cupped and lifted Brooklynn's boobs, showcasing their perky firmness. "Much better," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. Sammy's eyes grew wide at the sight, her own arousal spiking as she took in the erotic scene unfolding before her.
"Now, it's your turn," Brooklynn said, her tone playful yet commanding as she stepped closer to Sammy, placing a gentle hand on her arm. "You don't want to be the only one overdressed, do you?"
Sammy's heart raced as she looked from Yasmina to Brooklynn. She knew this was a moment she had been craving for weeks, and she wasn't about to back down now. With a shaky breath, she reached for the hem of her shirt, her eyes never leaving the other two girls. As she lifted it over her head, her own C-cup boobs bounced free, her pink areolae peeking out from the edges of her see-through bra.
"Damn, Sammy," Yasmina murmured, her eyes traveling over Sammy's luscious boobs, the nipples straining against the sheer fabric of her bra. "You've been hiding quite the treasure under there."
Sammy giggled nervously, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "You think so?" she asked, playing with the edge of her bra.
The room was silent except for the sound of their breathing, each girl drinking in the sight of the other. Yasmina's eyes were glued to Sammy's boobs, her own arousal evident in the way she bit her bottom lip.
The documentary they were binge-watching had just switched to a scene of a T-Rex mating ritual, and Sammy couldn't peel her gaze away. The male T-rex's massive form towered over its partner, tail whipping in excitement, and Sammy couldn't help but blurt out, "Oh. My. God. That thing is huge!"
Brooklynn, the one with the smallest boobs of the trio, rolled her eyes playfully. "Sammy, you always get so obsessed with size. You'd think it's all that matters." She paused, a cheeky smile curling at the corner of her lips. "I mean, I'm sure it's nice, but it's not like we're out here looking at Jurassic jocks."
The room echoed with laughter, and even Sammy couldn't resist joining in. But the comment had a hint of truth to it, a light-hearted jab at their ongoing comparison of assets.
"You're just jealous," Sammy shot back, her voice thick with sarcasm. "You know if you had a dino-dong like that, you'd be flaunting it everywhere."
The air grew warm with their laughter, and Yasmina, always eager to stir the pot, leaned in closer. "But imagine if we had a dino-sized... you know, for us?" She whispered the last part, her cheeks flushing as she gestured towards their boobs.
Brooklynn's smile turned into a pout. "Well, if that's what it takes to impress you two, I guess I'll just have to go extinct." She grabbed her boobs and made a dramatic show of stretching her arms outwards, as if willing her boobs to grow.
The room grew quiet for a moment before Chelsea spoke up, her tone teasing but gentle. "Brook, you know that's not what we mean. Besides, you've got other... charms."
"Sammy nodded in agreement, a mischievous glint in her eye. 'Yeah, those shorts... they fit you so perfectly, hugging your hips and that spankable ass. It's almost impossible not to get lost in the sight.'"
Brooklynn nodded, feigning deep thought. "Speaking of gigantic things, I still can't believe how big your boobs are, Sammy. Like, wow."
Yasmina tilted her head, eyes narrowing as she openly appraised Sammy's boobs. "You know... yeah, they really are huge."
Sammy rolled her eyes, though the blush creeping up her neck betrayed her. "Okay, okay, I get it! They're big. Honestly, it's like the only good thing about being chubby."
Brooklynn's grin turned downright devilish as she leaned in close, her gaze flickering downward for emphasis. "Pfft, girl, if that's what chubby looks like, then call me a believer. Seriously, you're giving the rest of us a complex over here." She bit her lip playfully, her tone dripping with suggestiveness. "Makes me wonder what other surprises you've been hiding."
Yasmina nodded in mock solemnity, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yeah, at this point, we're not just admiring—we're paying homage. Honestly, we should bow or something."
Sammy snorted, her hands flying up to cover her face as she dissolved into laughter. "You two are impossible!"
Brooklynn stepped closer, her fingers tracing the outline of Yasmina's boobs through the sports bra. "I know so," she whispered, her breath warm against Sammy's ear. "Why don't we let these beauties breathe a little?"
Yasmina's eyes widened, but she didn't resist. Instead, she took a step back, her hands moving to the clasp of her own bra. With a dramatic flair, she let it fall away, revealing her full, round boobs, the areolae a dark pink against her olive skin.
Yasmine's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as she self-consciously tried to cover her boobs with her hands. The silky fabric of her shirt clung to her firm, rounded boobs, revealing the outline of her erect nipples. "Guys, guys, please, this isn't appropriate," she protested, her voice a soft squeak of embarrassment.
But Brooklynn, ever the bold one, was having none of it. With a mischievous smile playing on her lips, she reached out and gently but firmly moved Yasmine's hands aside. "Oh, come on, Yas, they're just boobs," she said, her eyes sparkling with playful challenge. "We've all seen them before. Besides, it's not like we are going to bite them."
Sammy, unable to tear his gaze away, felt a warm trickle of arousal start to dampen the fabric of her panties. The sight of Yasmine's bare flesh was more than he could handle. "Please," he murmured, his voice thick with desire, "please, let me see."
"Fine," Yasmine huffed playfully, a rosy blush creeping up her cheeks as she let her hands fall away, exposing her pert boobs to the eager gazes of her friends. The cool air of the room brushed against her sensitive nipples, causing them to harden into tight little peaks.
Brooklynn's smile grew wicked as she leaned in closer, her breath hot against Yasmine's skin. "See, Sammy? Nothing to be shy about," she whispered, her eyes dancing with excitement. She took one of Sammy's trembling hands and guided it to cup the soft mound of Yasmine's right boob. "Go ahead, feel how smooth and warm she is."
Sammy's eyes went wide with surprise and pleasure as her palm met the warm flesh. She gently squeezed, feeling the weight of it in his hand. Her thumb brushed over the erect nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through Yasmine's body. She gasped and arched her back slightly, pushing her chest towards him, silently begging for more.
"They're... so soft," Sammy managed to murmur, her voice laced with awe. Her other hand reached out on its own accord, seeking the other boobs. As he touched it, Yasmine's eyes fluttered shut and she let out a soft moan of pleasure.
Brooklynn's hand slid down to Yasmine's waist, her fingers toying with the elastic band of her panties. "Why stop there?" she whispered, her own breathing growing heavier. "We're all friends here, and we've all had those curious thoughts. Let's just... explore them."
Yasmine looked at Sammy with a mix of surprise and excitement, her own curiosity piqued. She leaned in closer, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of Sammy's bare chest. The soft mounds of flesh looked so inviting, her nipples already hardening into tight peaks from the coolness of the room and the heat of the moment. "Wow," she murmured, her voice filled with admiration. "They're so... perfect."
Sammy couldn't believe what was happening. She felt vulnerable, but also a thrill of excitement at the way her friends were reacting to her body. "Okay, okay," she said, her voice shaky, "but just for a second."
Brooklynn's eyes widened in amazement, unable to resist the allure of Sammy's voluptuous assets. She leaned in closer, her breath hitching as she tentatively reached out with her delicate hand, her fingertips grazing the soft mound of flesh. "Oh my god, Sammy, they're so... big," she murmured, her voice thick with awe and curiosity. Sammy blushed, her pulse quickening as she felt the gentle touch.
Before she could protest, Brooklynn's hand had already closed around one of her firm boobs, giving it an experimental squeeze. "They're like... pillows," she giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
Yasmine, equally intrigued by the sight, watched the intimate interaction unfold before her. "They do look like fun," she said, her voice low and filled with desire. She took a step closer, her own boobs heaving slightly, and reached out to claim the other boobs.
Sammy's breath caught in her throat as she felt the dual sensation of two sets of hands exploring her. "Come on, don't be shy," Brooklynn coaxed, her thumb circling the erect nipple. "They're just tits, after all. Let's see if we can make them even more fun!"
"Oh, fuck," Sammy gasped, arching her back to give them better access. The sensation of having both of her friends' mouths on her boobs was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She tangled her fingers in their hair, gently guiding their movements as they eagerly sucked and nibbled.
"Mmm, you taste so good, Sammy," Brooklynn murmured between sucks, her eyes glancing up to meet Yasmine's. The two shared a knowing smile before returning their full attention to the task at hand. Their tongues swirled and danced around Sammy's nipples, the sensation driving her closer and closer to the edge.
"You guys are so fucking amazing," Sammy managed to say through clenched teeth, her body quivering with anticipation. The warmth of their breath on her sensitive skin was sending chills down her spine. She could feel the heat pooling between her legs, begging for more.
Yasmine's hand slid lower, reaching the waistband of Sammy's pants. She paused, looking up for permission. Sammy nodded eagerly, her eyes half-lidded with lust. With a smirk, Yasmine deftly unbuttoned and unzipped, sliding her hand inside to find Sammy's drenched panties. "Someone's is such a nаughtу girl," she said, her voice thick with desire.
Brooklynn released Sammy's nipple with a pop, leaving it glistening with saliva. "Let's not keep her waiting," she whispered, her eyes sparkling mischievously. Together, they moved down Sammy's body, kissing and nibbling as they went, leaving a trail of fire across her stomach.
Sammy's eyes widened with excitement as she felt the warmth of Yasmine's hand through the fabric of her panties, her fingertips grazing the slick folds of her pussy. "Oh, god," she moaned, her hips bucking upwards, silently begging for more. "I want to feel you kiss my entire body."
Brooklynn traced her way down Sammy's body with kisses, her own arousal evident in the way her breath hitched. "We've got you, Sammy," she assured her, her voice low and sultry. "We're going to make sure you feel every inch of us."
With a shared look of determination, the two friends each took a leg, spreading Sammy wide open. They both paused for a moment, drinking in the sight before them – the glistening wetness of her pussy, the way it quivered in anticipation.
Yasmine leaned in, her hot breath fanning over Sammy's sensitive flesh. " You hаvе ѕuсh a реrfесt littlе pussy," she murmured, her dark eyes filled with lust. "And so, so wet."
Sammy's cheeks flushed as she watched them, her heart racing. "I want you both," she panted, her voice needy. "Please, put those tongues of yours to work."
Their smiles grew wider as they positioned themselves, Brooklynn's tongue tracing the length of Sammy's slit while Yasmine teased the sensitive nub at the top.
"You're going to cum for us," Yasmine whispered, her voice filled with promise. "And Relax… juѕt lie bасk аnd let me make you cum."
Their tongues delved deeper, exploring every crevice of Sammy's pussy. She writhed on the couch, her moans growing more intense with every second. Her body was their playground, and they were determined to leave no stone unturned.
Their tongues swirled and danced around her clit, creating an intoxicating symphony of pleasure that had Sammy's toes curling in ecstasy. "Oh, fuck," she gasped, her body taut as a bowstring. "Brookie, Yas, I can't take much more." The room echoed with the sounds of their intimate feast, the wetness of their kisses, and the soft whispers of encouragement that only heightened her arousal. Their eyes met again, and Sammy could see the hunger reflected in them, the need to bring her to the brink and watch her fall.
" Mmm… gооd girl.," Brooklynn said, her eyes never leaving Sammy's. " I want уоu to cum fоr us, hard."
Yasmine's fingers slipped inside her, the sensation making Sammy's back arch off the bed. "You're so tight," she murmured, her voice filled with awe. "So warm and wet."
"More," Sammy pleaded, her breathing ragged. "I need more."
Their mouths moved in tandem, one suckling her clit while the other explored her entrance with gentle, probing licks. The sensation was exquisite, and Sammy felt her orgasm building, threatening to overtake her.
"Cum for us," Brooklynn urged her voice a seductive purr. " Give mе every lаѕt drор."
Their combined efforts pushed Sammy over the edge. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, her juices spilling onto their eager tongues. They drank her in, savoring the sweetness of her release.
Sammy's body trembled with the force of her orgasm, her muscles clenching around Yasmine's fingers as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her. She panted heavily, eyes glazed over with the intensity of her climax. "Fuck, that was..." she trailed off, unable to find the words to express the depth of her satisfaction. Brooklynn and Yasmine looked up at her, their faces flushed with arousal and a hint of pride. They had brought her to this point, and the sight of her undeniable pleasure was intoxicating.
"You taste incredible," Yasmine said, her voice a soft purr as she licked her lips clean.
Brooklynn grinned, wiping a strand of Sammy's hair from her face. "It's just the beginning, love," she said, her eyes smoldering. "We've got all night to explore each other."
The air was thick with desire as they shifted their positions, their bodies entwined in a tangled mess of limbs and passion. Sammy reached out, her hand sliding down to cup Brooklynn's cheek, pulling her in for a deep, hungry kiss. The taste of her pussy mingled within their mouths, adding a new level of intimacy to the moment. Yasmine watched them, her own arousal mounting, her hand slipping into her panties to stroke herself gently.
"You're next," Sammy murmured against Brooklynn's mouth, her voice a breathy whisper. "I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel."
Sammy's hand slid down Brooklynn's body, her fingertips tracing the curve of her boobs before slipping under the waistband of her skirt. She felt the dampness of her underwear and grinned against her friend's mouth. "I want to taste you," she whispered, her voice filled with urgency.
Brooklynn's breath hitched, and she nodded, her eyes never leaving Sammy's. "I want that, too," she admitted, her voice shaky with need. " I juѕt wаnt tо mаkе уоur face wеt with mу juiсеѕ.."
Yasmine, watching the exchange with growing excitement, removed her own sports bra, revealing her hardened nipples. "Let's not forget about me," she teased, her voice laced with desire. She slid her panties down her legs, revealing her glistening pussy, already swollen with anticipation.
Sammy kissed her way down Brooklynn's body, her tongue leaving a trail of fire as she moved closer to her prize. Yasmine positioned herself beside them, her hand reaching out to stroke Sammy's hair as she watched with bated breath.
"Oh, fuck," Brooklynn groaned as Sammy's mouth closed around her clit, her tongue swirling and flicking with an expert touch that had her hips bucking. Yasmine leaned in, her own mouth capturing one of Brooklynn's nipples, teasing it with gentle bites as her hand explored the soft, wet folds of her pussy.
The room was alive with the sounds of their moans and gasps, each touch and kiss fueling the fire of their desire.
With a growl of pure desire, Sammy's mouth left Brooklynn's clit to kiss and nibble her way down to her inner thigh. "So fucking sweet," she murmured before moving back up to tease the sensitive bundle of nerves again. Yasmine's hand joined hers, her fingers slipping in alongside Brooklynn's, their hands moving in unison as they stroked and explored the velvety depths of her pussy. "Look at us," Yasmine said, her voice thick with arousal. " Yоu'rе a gооd littlе ѕlut, аrеn't уоu?"
Brooklynn's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the combined pressure of their mouths and hands. "Yes, just like that," she moaned, her body quivering with the intensity of their touch. "Oh, god, you guys are going to make me cum so hard."
Their mouths moved together, one sucking while the other licked, creating an exquisite rhythm that had Brooklynn's hips rocking against them. "Fuck, yes," she panted, her breathing shallow and erratic. "I'm gonna cum."
Their eyes met again, the connection between them palpable as they pushed her closer to the edge. "Do it," Sammy encouraged, her voice a low growl. " Cum in mу mouth. I wаnt tо taste уоu too."
And with that, the dam broke. Brooklynn's orgasm ripped through her, her body arching off the couch as she screamed out her release. Her pussy clamped down around Yasmine's fingers, her juices flooding Sammy's eager mouth. She lapped it up, her tongues swirling together in a passionate dance of desire.
"Your turn," Brooklynn managed to say, her voice still shaking with the aftermath of pleasure. "Let us taste you, Yasmine."
Yasmine nodded eagerly, her boobs heaving with anticipation. They moved as one, shifting positions so that Yasmine was now in the center of the couch, her legs spread wide for her friends. Sammy took the lead, her mouth watering at the sight of Yasmine's swollen clit. She leaned in, her tongue tracing the delicate line before taking it into her mouth with a gentle suck.
Yasmine's moan filled the room, her back bowing off the mattress. "Yes," she hissed, her eyes squeezed shut. "Just like that."
Sammy's mouth was a maelstrom of pleasure on Yasmine's clit, her tongue swirling and flicking with an insatiable hunger. Yasmine's moans grew louder, her hips bucking wildly as the orgasm built within her. "Fuck, Sammy," she panted, her nails digging into the bed sheets. "Don't stop, I'm so close."
Brooklynn watched the erotic scene unfold with a mix of awe and envy, her own arousal reaching new heights. She leaned in, whispering into Yasmine's ear, "You're going to come so hard for her, aren't you?" Her breath was hot and moist, sending shivers down Yasmine's spine.
Yasmine's eyes snapped open, meeting Brooklynn's intense gaze. "Yes," she gasped, her voice a desperate plea. "Oh, yes, please don't stop."
With a smug smile, Brooklynn reached out, her hand joining Sammy's between Yasmine's thighs. Their fingers intertwined, the shared warmth of their touch driving Yasmine closer to the edge. "Feel us, baby," Brooklynn murmured, her voice a seductive purr. "Feel how much we want you."
Yasmine's eyes fluttered closed, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she felt herself building towards another peak. "Please," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "I need to... I need more."
"More?" Brooklynn chuckled, her own breathing uneven. "You greedy little thing." She leaned down to kiss Yasmine, their tongues dancing together as their hands worked in unison, bringing her closer and closer to the brink.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Yasmine let out a scream of pleasure, her body arching off the bed. The waves of ecstasy crashed over her, leaving her trembling and weak. Slowly, the room stilled, the only sound the heavy thud of their hearts.
Exhausted, they pulled their limbs apart, collapsing into a tangled heap. "That was..." Yasmine began, her voice trailing off as she searched for the right words.
"Amazing," Sammy finished for her, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"Better than amazing," Brooklynn corrected, a sleepy smile playing on her lips. "But now, I think it's time for all of us to rest."
With a contented sigh, Yasmine snuggled into the warmth of their embrace, feeling the weight of their arms around her. Her eyes grew heavy, and she allowed sleep to claim her, the last thought before drifting off being how lucky she was to have them both.
In the quiet aftermath of their passionate tryst, Brooklynn carefully and quietly maneuvered herself out from between the entangled limbs of her two lovers. She tiptoed across the room to the discarded phone. Her heart raced as she picked it up and found the incriminating video she had started recording, But she also felt a strange thrill, a sense of power in possessing this intimate secret. After a brief moment of contemplation, she made her decision. She saved the video to her private cloud, setting it to the highest level of encryption.
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