Island
Vampire [Vampire_Lamia@yahoo.co.uk]


Mark had made a fortune through gambling. He was owner of several bars and casinos. He had started out in the gambling business as a poor young man, but with his brain, he had succeeded in it and was a millionare. At the age of just 23 he had amassed a lot of wealth.

He had recently bought a small second-hand 2-seater aircraft. He visited his mom the very next day, he learnt to fly the aircraft. Despite the fact that he hadn't visited his mom Tina for 2 years now, but he had been sending lots of money to her, and their small house in the village had given way to a luxurious mansion. Tina's husband had deserted both her and Mark when she was merely 33 and Mark was just a year old.

He rang the bell. Tina opened the door.

"Hi mom! How are you?" He asked as he entered the house after planting a kiss on his mom's cheek.

"Hello son. What a surprise!"

"Come on mom, I want to show you something." He took her to the aircraft.

"Wow son. Did you fly here all by yourself?"

"Yes mom. Hop in."

Both of them boarded the small propelled craft. And within minutes they were flying high in the air.

"Wow son. This is amazing."

They had been flying for half an hour or so, when all of a sudden a technical fault occured and their plane plummeted into the water below. The crash totally destroyed the engine and both of them lost consciouness, but they stayed afloat.

After 7-8 hours, Mark regained consciousness and found himself on an uninhabited beach. His mom lay a couple of metres away from him.


[THE REST OF THE STORY IS THROUGH MARK'S EYES]


I saw my mom lying on the beach. I ran towards her. She was lying face-first on the wet sand. I turned her over on her back. She felt really heavy. She was a slim woman of 56, but the water in her clothes might have made her heavier. She opened her eyes.

"Are you allright son?" She asked.

"Yeah. Are you allright?"

"Of course honey." She sat up. "What happened?"

"Our plane crashed and we were in the water. The waves might have brought us to this place. But I don't see a soul here."

As we roamed around the place, we discovered that it was a small round plateau with a radius of barely 2 kilometres. It had lots of trees, some with fruits and a small lake with sweet water.
We couldn't make out anything about our location, but we made sure that there were no animals here apart from small rodents. Our clothes dried up quickly as it was very warm. But in a few hours, it started getting cloudy and a bit dark.

"First let us find a place where we can sleep. Its gonna be night soon, and it seems as if its gonna rain. We also need to make fire." My mom suggeted.

So we collected some old leaves lying on the ground and a few branches from the trees and went towards the solitary cave on the plateau. It was six feet in height and barely 3 metres deep. Anyways, we made fire by striking two stones together and we had a small fire burning in the cave.

We plucked a few fruits from the trees, and ate them in the cave as it started to rain.

"Lets get some sleep, Mark. We'll figure something out in the morning." mom said.

We lied down on the either side of the fire and soon fell asleep. As I awoke in the morning, I noticed that mom wasn't there in the cave. I ran out, but I could see her swimming in the lake.

"Come on in son. The water is very refreshing." She called out as she came out of the lake.

Her clothes were lying on the ground, and she was wearing only bra and panties. And I just kept looking at her. She had an awesome figure for a 56 year old. Her shoulders were broad and thickly muscled and her abs were plenty defined. Even from a distance I couls see definition in her arms. Biceps and triceps were distinct with bulging muscles though her arms were slender just like the rest of her body. Her lower body appeared thicker with large thighs, like that of a football player, and her calves were even more intimidating with huge muscles.

I couldn't believe that it was my mom's body, who was a weak thin, lady two years ago.

It had been ten days and still we were stuck in the island. We tried everything from fire signal to making a raft and sailing on it, but the sea was very wild, and everytime we failed when we sailed on our self-built raft.

One morning mom said to me, "Son. Do you think we'll ever be able to get out of this place and return to civilisation?"

"I don't know mom." And that was the end of conversation. Three more days passed. Life was getting monotonous. Fruits were plenty and the island was safe. But I longed for the city life.

That night I was awoke from my sleep. It had started raining heavily, and water had flowed into our cave. I was on the left side of the fire, and my side was lower, so water had reached where I was sleeping and everywhere else in the cave except for where mom was sleeping, since the altitude of that place was highest. I was very sleepy, but I placed wooden logs and stones to stop more flow of water in the cave.

Since I couldn't find any dry place to sleep, I slid next to mom on the slighly higher platform. Mom had torn her shirt-sleeves off because it already had holes in them and the day was pretty warm, the night was mildly cool. She was lying on her back with her palms placed perfectly over her bosoms. I laid down next to her. I saw her mildly wrinkled face and her pouting lips, and found myself hardening. I had had spent two weeks without any sex. As I kept looking at her face, she lifted her arms from her bosoms and placed them over her head. Her armpit was an inch away from my face. I could see the creases in her pit along with her armpit hair. In two weeks her armpit hair had grown thick. She tensed her arms in her sleep and her biceps bulged outstandingly. Thick triceps flared out and she looked so brawny and sexy. I rubbed my palms over her muscular biceps. It was very hard and smooth. The egg shaped muscle in her bicep looked extremely sexy. Her arms were covered with many veins as well. Green veins snaked around her meaty biceps and beefy forearms. Her tough chunky arm muscles radiated immense power and strength. As I was rubbing her musclebound arms, I heard noices. I sat up quickly. I circled my palms around my mom's thickly muscled biceps and shook her arms. She awoke rubbing her eyes.

"What is it honey?" She asked sleepily.

"Get up mom. I heard some voices."

Both of us went into the rain to find a group of men with flashlights.

"Mr. Mark Francis. Is that you sir?" One of them flashed light on my face.

"Yes."

"We have been searching for you since your plane crashed. Come on now, our rescue boat is on the other side."

Two days later mom and I were enjoying the warm sunlight in our village mansion.

"It was an intense experience. Wasn't it?" Mom asked.

"Yeah mom. It was one of the most exciting adventure of my life." I replied.

"By the way, I couldn't get the time to ask you this. What were you doing that night rubbing my arms and all."

My face grew ashen. "What are you talking about mom?"

"Then I must have been dreaming."

"Of course mom, you were dreaming." I replied.