Curse Of Desire: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  “She is not just his jewel, but our nation’s…” said Leah. “I really don’t know if I should be telling you this, all things considered, but I mean that literally. Lucia is the royal princess of Manai, by birthright, and Jarovian is our former ruler, now in exile.”

  It made perfect sense, but hearing it said out loud gave Tim pause. None of this was anything he could take lightly. This would not be an easy task. Tim’s mind began to race with questions, and he couldn’t stop himself from asking the most pressing one to Leah.

  “Why did he send me?” he said. “What do I have to do with anything?”

  As she opened her mouth to answer, Mathias walked over to the group. He was dressed in much finer garb than they had last seen him in, and held a large drink glass with a colored straw in one hand.

  “How are you enjoying the accommodations?” he asked them. “The three of you are our guests of honor, I hope you know.”

  “Everything had been wonderful,” Tim replied. “We were just on our way to the dining hall to get some food,”

  “Just rest for now, we will be having a celebration tonight. A feast will be provided, along with entertainment. Authentic Manai dancing and cooking, we owe it to ourselves to give you a true taste of our culture.”

  Tim looked over at Kate and Marco and saw that they were just as clueless as he was.

  “We appreciate that, but just what have we done to deserve all of this?” he asked.

  “It’s not what you’ve done, but what you will do,” Mathias replied. “And more importantly, who you were sent by. I have a couple more preparations to take care of, for now just rest, and we will send for you when the festivities are primed to begin.”

  Mathias turned and walked back towards the door he had come from, followed by Leah.

  “Well, we might as well see what else we can find on this thing,” Tim said. “I see no reason not to enjoy their hospitality.”

  Tim led his friends up a flight of stairs and onto one of the upper decks. He was greeted with a sight that made all of their spirits instantly lift up.

  “A pool!” cried Marco.

  “Not only that, but there is a waterslide, and a fountain!” said Kate.

  Tim took a moment to bask in the reality of the situation. It wasn’t going to be easy, finding Lucia and bringing her back. But at least it was providing him with some interesting sights and situations along the way.

  One of the female staff members was seated behind a counter to the side, and when she saw them eyeing the pool, she called them over and provided them with swimming suits. They were adorned with patterns similar to the one they had seen Leah wearing before, and the three of them made their way to the locker rooms and quickly changed into them.

  When they were back up on the top deck, Tim caught sight of his sister and had to work to keep his jaw from dropping. He noticed that she was having a similar effect on Marco.

  “Dude, I don’t know if I’ve ever told you this before, but your sister is-“

  “Shut up, Marco,” Tim said, cutting him off. He couldn’t disagree with the assessment, however. Kate’s already large tits seemed like they wanted to pop right out of the fabric of the top, and the bottom of the bikini clung to her hips and rear in a way that made amazing use of her curves.

  “Let’s do this!” called Kate as she made her way over.

  They jumped into the pool and spent a while playing games in the water. It was relatively deep, at least compared to what Tim had expected, and they took turns doing cannon balls off the side. After about an hour, they made their way back onto the deck, right as one of the female staff members was on the way over.

  “It’s almost time for the dinner celebration,” she said to them. “Will the three of you be joining us?”

  “Of course,” said Tim. “Trust me, if there is going to be food and dancing, you need not even ask.”

  CHAPTER 17

  Tim, Marco, and Kate made their way back to their rooms. More clothing had been laid out for them on their beds, light island shirts and shorts for the men and a nice summer dress for Kate. They met up in the hall after they had all changed.

  “I am officially starving,” said Marco. “I hope their food is up to par with the rest of their hospitality,”

  “There’s only one way to find out,” said Tim.

  They made their way back to the chandelier lobby. Leah was waiting for them there.

  “Our guest of honor!” she said, greeting Tim with a hug. He could hear Kate releasing a frustrated sigh as he wrapped his arms around Leah. Her breasts were soft, and pushed up against his chest as they hugged.

  “I am your guest, but not so honorable, I think,” he said to her. She still had her arms around him, and he could feel heat spreading through his body.

  “I wouldn’t mind discovering more about that later tonight,” she whispered into his ear. They broke their embrace, and Tim glanced back at her sister. The angry look plastered on her face left no ambiguity over whether or not she had heard the last comment.

  Leah led them out onto the main deck. Only a sliver of the sun’s orange glow could be seen on the edge of the horizon. The staff had set up a small stage, and several long tables, on each of which was a large variety of exquisite looking food.

  “Finally,” groaned Marco. “I thought I was going to starve at sea,”

  “That would be a tragedy, indeed,” mocked Tim.

  Mathias was standing in front of the stage, and gestured for them to grab plates as they approached him.

  “Eat up, my friends,” he said. “The festivities will begin shortly.”

  Tim helped himself to a plate of food. There was a table full of coconut gourds, and he helped himself to one of those as well. He took a sip of the liquid inside, and was slightly surprised to taste alcohol.

  “I wonder if they know that we’re all under 21?” he asked Kate, with a grin plastered on his face.

  “Well, we’re over 18, and I think we’re technically in international waters at this point,” she said, grabbing a coconut for herself. “We might as well enjoy.”

  After they had grabbed their food, the three of them sat down at one of the tables in front of the stage. None of the staff seemed to be joining them, at least not at the tables, and Mathias seemed to be busy directing people around. It left the three of them to be the sole guests of the ship, with no illusions otherwise.

  They ate their food and enjoyed themselves. For all intents, it seemed as though they were at a nice restaurant, and they took advantage of the hospitality provided, sampling the wide variety of dishes and eating their full. After a couple of minutes, Leah walked out onto the stage. She was in an elaborate costume. Her dress was made of feathers, gems adorned a skimpy top which only managed to just barely cover her bountiful breasts, and her arms and stomach had patterns drawn on them with glitter encrusted body paint. She stood still for a moment, staring at the ground, and then music began to play.

  Leah started dancing. A spotlight beamed down onto her from one of the higher decks. She smiled broadly, and swung her hips around, slowly and sensually, to the beat of the music. Her breasts bounced as she moved, and Tim couldn’t take his eyes off her. She walked toward the end of the stage and leaned forward, giving the audience of three a generous view of her cleavage. One of her arms extended out towards where they were sitting, and with one finger she beckoned for Tim to come up on stage. He gathered himself out of his seat, did his best to hide his growing erection, and made his way over.

  As he walked up the steps and onto the stage, Leah faced him, and began to dance close to him. She brushed her butt against his crotch with her gyrating movements. He could feel his erection throb in rhythm with the music. She turned towards him, and their eyes locked together. Tim couldn’t help himself. He reached out and grabbed her around the waist, and brought her body against his. She smiled, and wrapped her arms around him.

  “What the fuck, Tim?” Kate yelled from the table.

  He tu
rned to see her staring at the two of them. He had almost forgotten that she was there. Her emotions were worn freely on her face. She blinked rapidly, and Tim could just barely catch sight of tears coalescing in the corners of her eyes. He stepped away from Leah, but it was too late. Kate pushed her chair back and stormed off towards the entrance of the lower decks.

  “Kate, hold on,” he called after her. “What’s wrong?

  He glanced towards Leah. She was still under the spotlight, and seemed to be confused by the outburst. Tim pushed her away gently, and then hopped off the stage. Marco gave him a discouraging look on the way by. He didn’t stop to explain. He knew that this was due in part to the curse, but he still felt responsible.

  CHAPTER 18

  “Hold on Kate, just talk to me for a second!” he said as he caught up with her in the hallway. She started walking away faster, and he could see the wet splash marks of tears that she left in a trail behind her.

  “What needs to be said, Tim?” she said to him, her voice heavily laden with emotion. “Should I head back to the party, and watch you and your new girlfriend dance some more? What do I matter?”

  Tim increased his pace, and reached and grabbed her arm as she rounded the corner to the cabins.

  “You’re my sister, Kate!” he said. “What do you want me to say? I love you, and you know it!”

  “Show me that you love me Tim,” Kate turned towards him. Two long, wet trenches streaked down her face. She stepped close to him and placed her hand on his chest.

  “I want to see how much you love me…” she said. Her face was close to his now, and Tim could see her face flush red as he leaned in nearer.

  They shared a passionate kiss. Fire shot through Tim’s body as he felt his sister’s tongue flick across his. Kate pushed her body against his, and he could feel the softness of her breasts against his chest.

  “Oh, Tim,” she said. A small moan escaped her lips as he began to run his hands down her back and across her butt.

  “Let’s go into my room, cool down for a little bit,” he said to her. His cock was hard, and he felt like it was betraying the words he was speaking.

  “Let’s go, Tim,” said Kate. “I want to be alone with you,”

  The door to Tim’s rom was only a few feet away. He opened it, and his sister threw her arms around his neck as they walked inside. The kissed deeply, and then Kate pulled his shirt up over his head.

  “Kate, we shouldn’t…” he said to her. All of his logical and common sense thinking capacity was telling him to stop, and keep things from going any further. He felt incredibly aroused, but also incredibly guilty. He wanted his sister, but knew that he shouldn’t have her.

  “Just lie down with me on the bed, Tim,” she said, taking her shirt off and revealing her huge breasts, covered only by a tiny bra.

  He sighed, and then joined her next to the bed. Her hands ran up the length of his bare chest, and it sent waves of fire coursing through his body. He felt passion well up inside him, and then take over, and he leaned in and kissed her again. Kate wrapped her arms around him and pulled him onto the bed and onto her.

  The temperature of the room instantly seemed to go up by a dozen degrees. Tim was grinding his crotch against his sister. His cock was hard, and it ached for her. He found the clasp of her bra and undid it, exposing her gorgeous, naked tits to his eyes.

  “Kate,” he said to her. His hands came to rest on top of her chest, and he felt the softness of her immense globes. “Are you sure?”

  She nodded, and it was as though a starting pistol had gone off in a race. Tim ripped the rest of her clothes off. Kate was shaved down below and seeing his sister entirely naked made his cock throb and hurt. She undid the zipper of his shorts and pulled them down. Tim’s cock popped out right in front of her face, and Kate did not hesitate, licking it and sucking it with practiced efficiency.

  “Oh god, sis…” he said. Tim was lying down against his bed and could only watch as Kate bobbed up and down on his cock, her tits bouncing in rhythm with each suck. It was too much for him, and could feel himself getting ready to explode.

  “Not yet, baby bro,” whispered Kate, pulling her lips off his cock. She straddled him, and slowly lowered her cunt down on his rod.

  “Oh yeah,” he said. Kate was tight, and Tim could feel her pussy pulsing as it wrapped itself around his dick. He grabbed her hips and began to bounce her up and down. She moaned with desire and bit down on her lip, her eyes closed in an erotic state of ecstasy.

  “Oh god, fuck me,” she said to him. “Don’t stop,”

  Tim fucked his sister hard. He pumped his hips up as he pulled her down onto him. He could feel his cock going deep inside of her, and soon enough, she began to tense up in the familiar style of an orgasm.

  “Oh baby brother, yes, yes!” she said, collapsing exhausted on top of him.

  Tim could feel his own orgasm building, and he flipped his sister underneath him. He began to fuck her as though his life depended on it, slapping his crotch against hers rhythmically and loudly. After a minute, he was about to blow.

  “Wait, not inside me Tim!” his sister pushed him off her at the last second. Tim’s cock exploded right as she was sitting up, and his cum sprayed onto her face and hair.

  “Oh god, sis, that was amazing,” he said to her, the two of them collapsing onto the bed. “I love you, Kate,”

  She grabbed his hand and rubbed it encouragingly. “I love you too, baby bro,”

  Suddenly, a loud bang punctuated the silence. Tim felt the ship shake slightly, and a constant, rumbling noise began to spread through the room.

  “What the hell is that?” he asked. The two of them quickly began putting on their clothes. As Tim walked towards the door of the cabin, another loud banging noise hit, and this time the ship seemed to jump as it did. The force of it was enough to knock Tim off his feet. He stood up, and realized that the floor was now at an angle.

  “We have to get out of here,” said Kate. She walked towards the door and opened it. Instead of being greeted by the symmetrical rows of cabin doors in the outside hallway, a gigantic wave exploded into the room, flooding it with water.

  “Kate, are you okay?” asked Tim. She nodded her head, but her face was a mask of fear. The water level was rising quickly, and it seemed like the hallway was only more flooded.

  “Come on, if we don’t get to the upper floor, we’re done for,” he said to her, taking her hand in his. The two of them pushed into the flooded hallway. The way up to the surface was still open, albeit quickly flooding with water. By the time they had made it to the chandelier lobby, the water was already up to their necks.

  “Tim, look out!” Kate cried. A wave crashed into him hard from behind, knocking him away from her and forcing the air out his lungs. Darkness settled over the room as he felt himself being swept away, and he had to fight to keep himself from being pulled under. He took a deep breath and began swimming towards the stairs, feeling the cold water chill his body to the core.

  CHAPTER 19

  “Kate! Marco!”

  The sea was hostile and drowned out Tim’s shouts before they could reach far from his throat. He was tossed around by the water as he struggled to maintain his bearings.

  The ship had gone down, he knew that much. His sister had been with him in his cabin, and then they heard some noises, and then all hell broke loose. They had gambled their fortunes on being able to swim out through the flooded hallway and make it back above deck, but hadn’t realized that the ship had a couple of huge, gaping holes in it that allowed seawater in and deposited them out.

  “Kate! Marco! Mathias!”

  He continued calling for anyone he could think of. The night sky seemed like the raging ocean’s evil companion, and between the two he could barely manage to stay afloat, let alone call to anyone else. It seemed like an injustice to him. Things had been going so well, and the trip had been so uneventful. Why did fate have its sight set on him?

  “Kate! Marco! Leah!
Can anyone hear me?”

  As if to answer him, a wave slammed into his face, hard. His eyes burned with salt, and he coughed up water and continued kicking his legs hopelessly against the depths of darkness below him. Not yet, he thought to himself. Not until the girl has been found and returned.

  That was the objective that had started this all, and the only way Tim could keep himself motivated and in a fighting spirit was to keep it in front of him. The old man had promised him a cure for his curse, a curse that seemed to reward him with far too much of a good thing. The only catch was that he had to find the old man’s daughter. And the only catch on top of that involved the universe and its ethereal spite.

  Something struck Tim across the face. He felt his lip gush with blood, and then sting as the saltwater punished the open wound. He flailed his arms enough to bring him up for air, and struck something with one of them. The object in front of him was a large wooden barrel. He tried his best to get his arms around it, but it was too wide and the action only seemed comical. He settled for latching his hand onto the opening in its side, and had a moment to breathe as it supported his weight.

  His clothes were soaked, and felt like they were made of metal. Inside of him, he felt a part of himself that was ready to give up. It would be so easy to just let go, and sink down into the ocean. Tim waged a mental battle with his own doubts, and forced his hands to stay gripped to the wood. He focused on his breathing, and let each wave wash over him, striving to maintain a zen state of relaxed acceptance.

  The night passed slowly, almost as though time itself was forcing a form of intentional torture upon him. As the waves calmed down and sea made peace with itself, Tim could see the horizon for the first time since being sucked overboard. Nothing was on it. Other than him and the barrel he was hanging on to, the entire ocean appeared to be an empty stretch of water, barren and infinite seeming. He looked down at his feet in the water and saw it extend further than what little light the stars had to offer could reach. The thought of just how far out he was gave him an intense feeling of vertigo.